October 2008
69 posts
September 2008
96 posts
The Point of Rosh Hashanah - And Why Caroline is...
Me: Aw crap, I can't Tuesday because of Rosh Hashanah.
Caroline: Oh that's right.
Me: What are you doing for Rosh Hashanah?
Caroline: What DO you do for Rosh Hashanah? I was raised super Catholic and David is a fake Jew so neither one of us really knows...
Me: The point of Rosh Hashanah is to gain 10 lbs in one day.
Caroline: Oh, I can do that really easily.
DP Recap
My dinner party turned out to be a smashing success. Hurrah! I am amazing chef who can bring people together and inject them with butter-infused love!
I was worried on a few fronts about the group meshing. As it turns out, there were lovely commonalities between the strangers. I always wonder about group situations, and what we’ll end up talking about. In a bit of my socially awkward way, I...
DP.
I am hosting my first dinner party in a while tomorrow night. It’s taken a while to settle on the menu because what was supposed to just be dinner with two friends quickly turned into dinner with 6 friends.
Even with the crowd, I’ve decided to stick with my signature dish, coq au vin. It’s a bit pricier, but so worth it. Sadly, planning this meal has brought me back to my old...
Oh today has not been good. To begin with, I clearly take work too personally. Further, I am still clueless as to how to interpret the line between work life and personal life. I wish I could go into all the gratuitous detail, but alas, I can’t.
After work, and desperately needing alcohol, I left at 5:55 (avoiding boss) and headed straight to Urban Outfitters before going off to the design...
Halloween (thanks to Amanda Lyn for inspiration)
I am all about concept Halloween costumes. Like “inflation” or “the international date line” or “electricity.” Then again, a Halloween costume is easily created simply by putting the word “sexy” before a noun. E.g.: Sexy Albert Einstein, Sexy Mao, Sexy Mozart.
This year, I’ll be going as Eloise. Maybe Sexy Eloise. Haven’t decided.
Dear William Safire
After reading your piece on the disappearance of the word “hot” and the emergence of the term “fierce” amongst today’s youth, I noticed a glaring omission from the discussion. Oh Willy, do you not read Us Weekly or watch any reality television? (Oh wait, you’re not 23-years-old like me, so of course you don’t). If you did, you’d surely realize that...
Girl Talk's Songs to Send to Your Ex-Girlfriend... →
say what!? ridiculous drew barrymore/ed westwick... →
Noooo! No No No No No!!!!! Ed, say it ain’t so!
(via abangupjob)
Last night, a minor freakout.
I came home at 10:30. As I approached the door to my apartment, I saw light from the crack near the floor, so assumed someone was home. Before trying my key, I went for the knob, and found that the door was open. All the lights were on, so I assumed my roommate was home. Sat down, checked e-mail, emptied the dishwasher. Realize 10 minutes later that he isn’t...
What Happens When We Die? →
lyrics interpreted
The other day I was listening to “Fuck and Run” by Liz Phair. I remember how when I first listened to this album, I heard the lyrics, “Fuck and run…even when I was 17” and thought it was, “Fuck Enron…even when I was 17.” I just assumed Liz Phair was talking about a very politically-conscious teenager.
Another one where I was way off...
“All I want to do is be in Paris, speaking French, smoking cigarettes, and making...”
– Leo (via blakeley)
Rebecca Taylor Launches Accessories Line →
Billie Holiday - Autumn in New York
This is a...
How My Family Changed London History
I was reminded of this story today after booking my ticket to London. Unfortunately, I can’t find any news articles about it…it would have been back in the 60s, however.
In any case, when my father was about 14 years old, he and his family took a summer-long vacation that included stops in Israel and all around Europe. They spent about a week in London, and Dad’s younger...
Fashion Slideshow: Fall Florals →
airfare secrets?
there has GOT to be something better out there…what’s the best website for finding cheap fares? esp. international?
Neighborhooding
The other night was one of the most satisfying evenings I’ve had in a really, really long time.
Socializing at home with some friends until we decide to venture out to find food and drinks. Which Williamsburg establishment would we visit?
A few options in mind, we turned the corner on Grand, and stopped to peek in the window of a new bar/resto. Chrysanthe and I had walked past last...
IM at Work
I am generally all for Instant Messenger at work. I use it to communicate with co-workers throughout the day, share funny links, and have cybersex. I kid.
Today, a reason why personal conversations should perhaps not happen over IM at work.
4:23 p.m.: I have just called IT to fix a minor problem on my computer. I have also simultaneously initiated an IM with a friend, asking, “Can you set...
The Making of a Cosmo Girl: Gotta Have Faith →
David Foster Wallace is dead. →
abangupjob:
Tragic news. He was a professor at Pomona College, where a bunch of my friends went. DFW was quite the figure on campus. He played tennis with some of his students. Cory once showed up to his open office hours to chat wearing a red bandana, which turned out to be a bit awkward since nobody else was there and DFW was wearing a red bandana himself (as he often did at that time). He had a...
WatchWilliamsburg Sunrise
(via Williamsburg is Dead)
craigslist: crew of fireman going out for drinks... →
“HEY LADIES…A BUNCH OF FRIENDS AND MYSELF ARE HEADING OUT FOR SOME DRINKS AND GOD TIMES TODAY AFTER WORK. WE ARE BROOKLYN GUYS SO OFF TO WILLIAMSBURG WE GO . ANYONE INTERESTED? GREAT BUNCH OF FUN LOVING GUYS LOOKING TO CHILL OUT! HIT ME UP IF INTERESTED…TAKE CARE..GOD BLESS AMERICA!”
***note the typo: GOD times
Location, Location, Location: Dating in NYC
My latest piece on TheFrisky.com:
I’ve come to learn, dating in New York City isn’t…well…dating. At least what you think of traditionally in terms of the word. There isn’t a whole lot of that good, wholesome stuff you see on TV or in the movies. Oftentimes, he doesn’t call and ask to take you out to dinner, nor does he pick you up, or follow-up after the requisite three days (even if...
i'm sorry
Eve happened to stop by the Cosmo office and had a slight freakout when she realized an actor from her favorite TV show, Battlestar Galactica, was here. She didn’t have time to meet him and asked me to get an autograph that would read: “Dear Eve, I love you too.”
I failed. I’m sorry.
In other news - I get off work today at 1! I am going shopppppping. YES.
call from production director
PD: Hi can you tell me what programs you use so that when IT comes to upgrade you I can tell them?
Me: Ooohhh am I getting one of those new, pretty computers?
PD: No.
Me: Boo!
PD: Trust me, your computer is infinitely faster than those fancy-looking new ones.
Me: No it's not! I get Rainbow Swirly all the time!
PD: Is that a technical term?
Me: I think it is.
PD: Well then write a letter to PubTech: "Dear Sirs: Please come fix my computer because I get the Rainbow Swirly."
I can't make decisions anymore
I don’t know WHAT it is, but over the past six months or so, I’ve become really wishy washy in terms of being able to make decisions. Not big ones, mind you. The day to day ones. I change my mind constantly, and can’t seem to figure out a schedule for myself of how to live my life, where and with whom I want to socialize and where my home base fits into all of it.
Maybe...
