Out balcony with the basil and tomatoes plus some geraniums and a hanging basket. I love the way the plants make our yard look livable! Plus, some birdseed to keep the birds happy so they don't eat our plants!
The story of a girl from Oxnard, who ended up in Philly - land of cheesesteaks, Rocky and the Iggles.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Gardenin'
As I mentioned earlier, we've been gardening a lot lately. We decided to try our hand at it and it's amazing how much nicer our tiny little city yard looks with veggies and plants. We has our first "harvest" this past weekend and have already eaten our first veggie from our garden. We've planted zucchini, squash, peppers, cukes, tomatoes, basil, and some pretty flowers. Thought I'd give you a little tour of our garden...

Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Oh Freedom...
I've been thinking about this whole "freedom" thing. It's an interesting idea, right? Freedom to be anything you want to be, to do anything you want to do, to set your goal as the highest goal and go for it, right? But I've been thinking that it's not really that true here in America. We're the Land of the Free, but what does that mean exactly? We are guaranteed Freedom of Religion, which is essentially one of the reasons our country was founded. We are granted Freedom of Speech, and for the most part, I can publish, or say or speak whatever it is I want to say, right? We have the right to privacy, but then the government can listen in on conversations we have over the phone. Some states are requiring ID cards to vote (which takes away our guarantee to vote as US citizens) and now there's going to be a "national ID card" to track our movements all over the country. Seems like less freedom, right? And are we free to get the best education we can get? What if you're born in a poor neighborhood or a region without money? Are you getting the best possible education? Some schools in Philly don't have books. Are you kidding me? An education without books? No computers? No interactive education? What do you think the teachers are like in this area? Not that great because the students are threatening and teachers won't stay for very long. It's usually the green ones that come in and work for a year and then get the hell out. Are we free to marry who we want to? Can my gay friend marry his boyfriend? Only in CA and I am sure that will get challenged over and over and over again. What about the freedom to have a clean environment, clean water and clean air? What about the freedom to afford a house or basic necessities or a car or gas? I realize that even the poorest of the poor here in our country are thousands of times richer than the poor in other countries. But I do know there are people who live without basic needs like running water, electricity, gas, heat on a daily basis right here in Philadelphia. And those numbers are not decreasing, they are increasing. Jobs are being lost left and right, our economy is in the shitter. If even "professional" people like Alex and I cannot afford some things, how are other people handling it? And we're firmly in the middle class when we combine our two incomes. I guess what I am trying to say, in the most patriotic way, is that things need to change. And it needs to start here. At home. In your own backyard. We need to freedom to be who we are and to be able to achieve the dreams we all have. I was lucky to be born where I was when I was to my parents who supported my every step of the way. I've been lucky that I've never been poor, I've never went without a meal, and I've never lived without water or heat or electricity. I've never had to face the challenges a lot of people are facing today. And I wonder....is anyone really free?
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Philadelphia Freedom

I love this time of year. I've decided that 4th of July is one of my favorite holidays. No presents to buy, no trips to make, lovely weather, no work! The 4th on Philly is the best I've ever experienced. Of course, there's the whole history thing: that our nation was birthed right on the steps of Independence Hall. There's lots of people dressed up in funny old-fashioned clothes and frequent spottings of Ben Franklin. Everything's open and busy, with lots of tourists in town to check out the festivities. And the party goes on for a week! There's this big celebration called Welcome America! which has a TON of stuff for free going on all over the city. It's such a great way to celebrate the holiday and the summer. We're planning on BBQing on Fri and then checking out all the fun stuff going on on Sat and Sun. I mean, can you top a free concert by John Legend, another free concert with Boyz II Men (you know you still have their tape!), an ice cream festival for all you can eat ice cream for $5, a free Philly Pops concert in front of Independence Mall, a Fiesta on the Parkway in front of the Art Museum and a Taste of Philadelphia down at Penn's Landing. Top this all off with fireworks every night at the Art Museum or at Penn's Landing and you have one fun weekend ahead of you. And I think I'll need that detox yoga class on Monday. Y'all enjoy the holiday!
Happy Birthday, USA!
Monday, June 30, 2008
Book Review Monday
I picked up this book the other week after reading the first few paragraphs and not wanting to put it down. I remember when this book was written, Joan Didion was on the Today Show talking about her memoir and why she had written it. The story is about the sudden death of her husband, one evening shortly after Christmas. The book that follows is heartbreaking, wonderful, amazing and endearing. What follows is a love story of the most ordinary sense between two people and the daughter they raised. The memoir gives snippets of a life well lived, well travelled, overflowing with friends and experiences. It's a life most would only dream to have. However, I identified so much with the author. Having just lost my Uncle Dennis, and trying to cope with grief and grieving and loss, this book was a wonderful read. It basically puts loss into the most understandable of words - having no logic or reasoning, wanting that person to be back here and thinking they indeed will return. That loss carries on much longer than society allows us to grieve. This was a beautifully written memoir, one I highly recommend, even if you are not grieving. I think it helps to prepare you for what you may or may not go through. It has both clinical information taken out of books and papers as well as wonderful lines from poetry and literature. I could not put this book down and I did not want it to end. The glimpse inside other people's relationships and marriage was absolutely fascinating and very well written and described. And the loss she experienced, while beyond words, was very poignant and a telling memorial to her lost husband.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
A Weekend Lost
As I mentioned in my previous posts, we had a visitor this past weekend. He is a friend of my Dad's and of course, anyone with any relation to my family is always welcome at my house. He had some business to take care of in northeastern PA, and decided to stay with us to save some money and get shown around the city. Alex and I are always more than happy to have people visit and we take special care to make sure that guests are comfortable, that we get to check out whatever it is they might be interested in. We make sure to go to some of our favorite places and we always make an effort to make it to the most famous places (Liberty Bell, Independence Hall, etc.). Alex and I have spent this entire weekend catering to a person who is very opinionated, does not like anything or anywhere, complains about everything, and becomes argumentative. I'm sorry - who raised you?
Who taught you
Who taught you
- to knock the place people live;
- to complain about the ethnic/racial makeup of a neighborhood you are walking through (as you are walking past people of that ethnic background);
- to call local art "propaganda";
- to interrupt;
- to bring up topics of religion, politics, or law and argue the hell out of it with your hosts;
- to walk around a large city remarking that some areas smell like "dead animals", "raw fish", or "Mexico";
- to be taken to a lovely Italian restaurant which your hosts love and complain that "it's not what you were expecting";
- to describe how little you enjoy hanging out at bars because "they're too noisy";
- to complain that "fancy restaurants don't give you enough food to eat";
- to complain that the National Constitution Center consisted entirely of "propaganda" that promoted the end of slavery and women's suffrage (as if these things should not have happened!);
- to complain that anyone of any color other than white has no right to live in this country;
- to describe Mexicans in general as "dirty, lazy and the scourge of our civilization";
- to complain about surfing and the ocean because you think surfers are "assholes";
- and to all around represent my hometown as bigoted jerks who have never left their tiny little bumfuck town?
Friday, June 27, 2008
Haiku Super Duper Friday
Dude! Summer is here.
So great to celebrate the
season with some friends.
***
Presenting today.
I hope it goes well. Always
get way too nervous.
***
Time to celebrate
Philadelphia!
Cheese steaks. Water ice.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Random Thursday Buzz
- Friend's in town visiting. I always forget what a great place Philly is 'til I walk around with someone who's never been here. Quaint, cute, walkable, old fashioned - Philly's great!
- The washing machine that broke months and months ago in our basement and then they couldn't get it out disappeared the other day! So much more room in my basement now!
- New lab moved onto our floor. I think there's going to be a little elbowing around until things get settled. Hopefully it will lead to good relations.
- It's supposed to storm like crazy for the next 3 days. Why does this always happen when people come to visit?
- We're headed to the Berkshires in 2.5 weeks - I can't wait!
- Trying to purchase a ticket to my friend's wedding in Aug in the Bay. Can you believe how expensive tickets are? We're looking at paying around $500/ticket just to fly there. I'm sorry, but should it cost over $1000 to go to a wedding?
- We've been going nuts with planting things in our backyard. We've got two types of squash, cucumbers, tomatoes, peppers and a couple flower plants. I love how our tiny yard looks and am so excited we might have a "harvest" this year! Farmer Brown has been diligently watering all the plants every morning and night and checking on them daily. We report things to each other like: "Did you see the new flower on the zucchini plant?" or "Have you seen how big the peppers are?" It's actually kinda fun to watch stuff grow.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Yoga for the Day
So, I've been taking yoga now for over a year and I love it. I'm currently in 3 classes, which gives me a great range of stuff I can do / am learning how to do. So I thought I'd suggest a couple things to do that I really like and are really nice.
1) Hot? Open your mouth, roll your tongue up and breathe through your mouth. Cooling, right?
2) When I stress, my jaw and face tighten up alot. Try a move called Lion's Breath. Take a deep breath in, all the way into your belly, then as you exhale, open your mouth and stick your tongue out like you're roaring like a lion.
3) Another one of my favorite poses is a hip releaser. I carry a lot of tension in my shoulders and my hips, so this one is great. Sit in a cross legged position, with one leg in front of the other, instead of on top. Breathe in deeply and extend your hands behind you and clasp them behind your back. As you exhale, lean forward and bring your forehead to the ground and your clasped hands behind you and try to reach over your head. Repeat with the other leg in front.
Now, don't you feel relaxed?
1) Hot? Open your mouth, roll your tongue up and breathe through your mouth. Cooling, right?
2) When I stress, my jaw and face tighten up alot. Try a move called Lion's Breath. Take a deep breath in, all the way into your belly, then as you exhale, open your mouth and stick your tongue out like you're roaring like a lion.
3) Another one of my favorite poses is a hip releaser. I carry a lot of tension in my shoulders and my hips, so this one is great. Sit in a cross legged position, with one leg in front of the other, instead of on top. Breathe in deeply and extend your hands behind you and clasp them behind your back. As you exhale, lean forward and bring your forehead to the ground and your clasped hands behind you and try to reach over your head. Repeat with the other leg in front.
Now, don't you feel relaxed?
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Book Review Tuesday

I generally devour books, most any type (except science fiction) and most any genre. I picked up this book in the used book store because (I must admit) I liked the cover. I've seen this book everywhere and I've always wondered if it was any good. Well, basically, it's not. The book is about Jane, and it hops around in Jane's life, first starting when she was young and then moving into adulthood. To be honest, I really couldn't figure this whole thing out. It started off well enough, with Jane meeting her brother's first "real" girlfriend and the sadness she felt when her brother broke up with her. And essentially, I think the book is a reflection of Jane trying to figure out what relationships are all about and why people have them and they work or don't work. But this book, sadly, failed at this attempt. I'm not saying I didn't like it, I just think I didn't get it. I've never read a book where it's short stories all about the same character, but not sequential. I really learned very little about the subject character and all the other characters kinda blended together. Even the story when her Dad died (which should have been heart-wrenching) was just mediocre. The relationship with the older, alcoholic guy who talks like Rodney Dangerfield? A little creepy (although we are never told the age of Jane, it's implied that her boyfriend is much older). What's the point in discussing these things if the character or the reader learns nothing from them? Where's the point? Are May-December romances any different from any other romance? Isn't she just looking for her father? Why didn't she pay attention to her father when he was alive? Did she regret this? These are all questions the character could have answered but did not. And, as far as the "chick lit" category it's in: I must ask...what is it about women authors writing about women that automatically categorizes it as something fluffy and pink? I think that women writing about women's lives, ideas, hardships is great. But this "dumbing down" of women's literature is not acceptable. Just anyone should not be able to publish a book. And authors should be held to standards, not allowed to write and publish crap for people to consume. And I think I'll get off my soapbox now.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Boda Wrap Up
Dear Philly Car Share,
I love you. You are amazing and convenient and altogether a great idea. Keep up the good work.
Dear New Jersey,
HEY THERE! Why does it cost $6 to drive the entire length of the state on your beloved "turnpike", but $8 to cross a g-damn bridge? And seriously, the signs saying "No Photos" aren't really gonna stop terrorists if they want to blow up a bridge. Just sayin'.
Dear Long Island,
Look, you seem allright, although I prolly won't ever return to your areas. But seriously, having "Merrick Blvd" exits off two different "parkways" is not cool, since the Merrick Blvds are not the same road. Also, they should not both be exit 24. Also, the idea of having streets named "Jerusalem Ave" or "Jerusalem Blvd" is not cool either, especially when they are not the same road.
Dear People who Plan Weddings,
Please make sure your directions are correct on the invitations. Please drive the route to make sure the street names match what they say on Google Maps. Because Google Maps is often wrong. Please put directions or a map with your invitation for people who are driving from out of town. Please also indicate if there we are not to exit at the FIRST Merrick Blvd, exit 24, but we are to wait until the SECOND Merrick Blvd, exit 24.
Dear People who name streets on Long Island,
Get a clue.
Dear NY Drivers,
Look, there's traffic. It goes on for miles and miles. Anticipate it. And try a little patience. Because we cannot go any faster than the people in front of us. It's just physics, not anything personal. Deal with it and stop honking.
Dear Brooklyn,
Your signs are funny. "Leaving Brooklyn: Fuggeddaboutit"
Dear Brooklyn,
Charging $10 to cross a bridge is even more atrocious than charging $8 from NJ to Staten Island. It cost us nearly $30 to drive 250 miles. Not cool, man.
Collectively,
love,
ceedee
I love you. You are amazing and convenient and altogether a great idea. Keep up the good work.
Dear New Jersey,
HEY THERE! Why does it cost $6 to drive the entire length of the state on your beloved "turnpike", but $8 to cross a g-damn bridge? And seriously, the signs saying "No Photos" aren't really gonna stop terrorists if they want to blow up a bridge. Just sayin'.
Dear Long Island,
Look, you seem allright, although I prolly won't ever return to your areas. But seriously, having "Merrick Blvd" exits off two different "parkways" is not cool, since the Merrick Blvds are not the same road. Also, they should not both be exit 24. Also, the idea of having streets named "Jerusalem Ave" or "Jerusalem Blvd" is not cool either, especially when they are not the same road.
Dear People who Plan Weddings,
Please make sure your directions are correct on the invitations. Please drive the route to make sure the street names match what they say on Google Maps. Because Google Maps is often wrong. Please put directions or a map with your invitation for people who are driving from out of town. Please also indicate if there we are not to exit at the FIRST Merrick Blvd, exit 24, but we are to wait until the SECOND Merrick Blvd, exit 24.
Dear People who name streets on Long Island,
Get a clue.
Dear NY Drivers,
Look, there's traffic. It goes on for miles and miles. Anticipate it. And try a little patience. Because we cannot go any faster than the people in front of us. It's just physics, not anything personal. Deal with it and stop honking.
Dear Brooklyn,
Your signs are funny. "Leaving Brooklyn: Fuggeddaboutit"
Dear Brooklyn,
Charging $10 to cross a bridge is even more atrocious than charging $8 from NJ to Staten Island. It cost us nearly $30 to drive 250 miles. Not cool, man.
Collectively,
love,
ceedee
Friday, June 20, 2008
Haiku Gettin 'Er Done Friday
Another week come
and gone. How does time fly by?
Thesis moves along.
***
Lots of vacay soon.
Visiting the Berkshires for
some relaxation.
***
Wedding in Aug.
Then Sept. Also heading to
German Frog Meeting.
and gone. How does time fly by?
Thesis moves along.
***
Lots of vacay soon.
Visiting the Berkshires for
some relaxation.
***
Wedding in Aug.
Then Sept. Also heading to
German Frog Meeting.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Dear President Bush
How is it that you are now pushing for drilling for oil off our coasts when you've (supposedly) been against it all your presidency? Did you do any research before you made this decision? Do you know that all the boats used for drilling new oil thingys are booked up for 5 years? How will this change the price of gas when oil can't even begin to be drilled for for 5 years? Even I can figure this out, and I'm no economist or geologist. Do you really think drilling for the measly amount of oil we have off our coasts will have an effect on gas prices even so? Drilling for oil destroys the environment, clogs up our beaches, kills wildlife. Guess why we exist on this planet? 'Cause there's oceans here. Don't destroy them!
Here's what you should do: Invest in young scientists, engineers, chemists, physicists. Create a group of people geared toward coming up with clean energy sources or improving the outlook for some of the energy sources we have (solar, wind, nuclear). No, I'm not talking about ethanol, which is a crock of shit, or "clean coal", wich is (hello!) still coal, still burning and still making C02. Let's invest in the technology you've completely ignored for your entire presidency. Let's actually do something positive for the environment, to curb global warming.
Dear Senator McCain,
Don't run some stupid lie of a commercial saying that you "stood up to President Bush on his environmental policies" when you clearly are supporting offshore drilling! You are such a lying, conniving, disgusting politician. I can't imagine why anyone would even consider voting for you.
Love,
ceedee
Here's what you should do: Invest in young scientists, engineers, chemists, physicists. Create a group of people geared toward coming up with clean energy sources or improving the outlook for some of the energy sources we have (solar, wind, nuclear). No, I'm not talking about ethanol, which is a crock of shit, or "clean coal", wich is (hello!) still coal, still burning and still making C02. Let's invest in the technology you've completely ignored for your entire presidency. Let's actually do something positive for the environment, to curb global warming.
Dear Senator McCain,
Don't run some stupid lie of a commercial saying that you "stood up to President Bush on his environmental policies" when you clearly are supporting offshore drilling! You are such a lying, conniving, disgusting politician. I can't imagine why anyone would even consider voting for you.
Love,
ceedee
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
SATC: the review

There are spoilers ahead...
I've taken a long time to post about this movie because I'm not sure how I felt about it. I went with some of my girlfriends to this great old theatre in the 'burbs. My friend KJ made this cute little finger foods and cosmos party at her apt and we all dressed up and headed to the theatre. The place was great- old theatre with creaky seats, huge ceilings, painted ornate walls, etc. It was great. I had love the Sex and the City series on HBO and I thought it tackled a lot of pertinent topics about being single and living in a city. I loved the power the women held, and although Carrie mostly drove me nuts with her flaky personality, I loved Miranda's personality because I identified immensely with it. I loved Samantha's confidence - I wish I was as confident about myself - and Charlotte reminded me of the dreamer in me. Anyways, I felt the series ended well, putting the emphasis on the four women and how important their relationship is with each other. This movie starts off 5 years after the series has ended. All the women's personalities have changed to a certain extent. Samantha is living with Smith, her last boyfriend from the series, but they've moved to Hollywood and Samantha has turned into a woman waiting at home for her boyfriend to come home instead of out doing things like she normally would have been. Charlotte is the same, but we see some bad sides come out in her at some points. Carrie is even more superficial (if you can believe it) and Miranda is so bogged down by work she doesn't even notice her marriage going down the drain. I feel that Miranda and Steve's story about working, raising a family and forgetting to be married is a pretty common theme and I was glad they addressed it. Although, I was surprised at the casual way Miranda threw out her marriage and "moved on", although they eventually work it out and get back together. The outfits were outrageous, which was wonderful to watch, although the cliche montage scenes of trying on old clothes could have been left out (seriously, how many times do you want to see Carrie in old dresses she wore in the series?). And how many entrances can Samantha make, having just flown in from LA? But the worst thing of all was the major plot line. Big and Carrie decide to get married and then he leaves her at the altar after she plans "too big of a wedding". I thought this was ridiculous. She got "Carried away" (I'm punny!) and he couldn't see himself there at all. So, of course, the girls go with Carrie to her Mexican honeymoon (where Charlotte shits herself-totally hysterical!) and then attempts to muddle through the breakup with Big again. Of course, in the end, they end up together, getting married at the courthouse, and he called the girls to meet them after the ceremony. I think this movie was a lot of fun to watch - beautiful scenery, amazing city shots (Chinatown had NO trash ANYWHERE!). The movie is like a reunion of a sorts -catching up with old friends. But instead of being happy, it turns into a big giant mess. I realize there has to be some drama in the plot or no one would want to watch it. I'm just bummed they had to compromise the character's personalities and cores to accomplish it. It's sad that four women's relationships with each other has to be turned into the over-dramatic left at the altar plot. I was expecting more than that from the writers. Especially for the highest grossing movie with only women as leads.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
First Memories
Do you remember your first memory? I was just thinking a while ago what my first memories are. I remember visiting PA when I was about 9mo old. I remember sleeping in my Aunt Bessie's attic in a crib with a stern picture of an older woman above me. I also remember sitting on the floor of my Uncle Bob's house, playing with the Kleenex box and eating the dog, Freddie's, food. Or maybe, trying to eat the food. I can remember the Christmas when I was 2 years old. My parents had gone kinda nuts, since it was the first Christmas I knew what was going on. I remember being really excited when I got up and my Mom making me wear some silly Christmas PJs. That year, I got this big cardboard house, which I think I had until I was 10 and had to move. It was painted to look like it had brick on the sides and flower pots all around. We had "jelly buttons" (English muffins with grape jelly) for breakfast and I was a bit overwhelmed from all the gifts and excitement. At some point, I went into my new house and sat by myself "just to get away". I then recall reaching out of the window and grabbing a present to open it. It wasn't a present for me, but I opened it anyways. I was disappointed because it was from my Grandma's friend, Jane Golby, who must have been 90 years old then. She lived in a rest home and made presents for everyone during craft time. I am sure it was something unappealing to my 2 year old self, so I threw it out the window of my brand new home.
My parents had a really nice backyard, with a pool and a swingset. I used to grab the hose attachment for watering plants and pretend it was a microphone. My stage name was Cindy Gargamel (of course, no relation to that evil Gargamel of the Smurfs fame) and I used to sing my heart out on the patio and "perform" for my folks. You don't realize what you put your parents through until you're older, eh?
My last memory I will bore you with was a time I was hanging out in the backyard with my Dad. He was watering plants or washing the patio off or something. I managed to fall into the mud, wearing al my clothes and my diaper. I was covered head to toe in mud - it was even in my ears! However, my only concern was my hands. I started screaming hysterically, "Wash hands! Wash hands!" As soon as my Dad had hosed off my hands, I was quite content to continue what I had been doing, even though my diaper now weighed about 30 lbs.
My parents had a really nice backyard, with a pool and a swingset. I used to grab the hose attachment for watering plants and pretend it was a microphone. My stage name was Cindy Gargamel (of course, no relation to that evil Gargamel of the Smurfs fame) and I used to sing my heart out on the patio and "perform" for my folks. You don't realize what you put your parents through until you're older, eh?
My last memory I will bore you with was a time I was hanging out in the backyard with my Dad. He was watering plants or washing the patio off or something. I managed to fall into the mud, wearing al my clothes and my diaper. I was covered head to toe in mud - it was even in my ears! However, my only concern was my hands. I started screaming hysterically, "Wash hands! Wash hands!" As soon as my Dad had hosed off my hands, I was quite content to continue what I had been doing, even though my diaper now weighed about 30 lbs.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Haiku Summer is Here Friday
Phils swept the Rockies
First sweep of the year. Go Phils!
Great start to summer.
***
Plans for the weekend?
Sex and the City with friends.
Spend some time outside.
***
People visiting
So great to catch up, meet new
friends. I love summer!
First sweep of the year. Go Phils!
Great start to summer.
***
Plans for the weekend?
Sex and the City with friends.
Spend some time outside.
***
People visiting
So great to catch up, meet new
friends. I love summer!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Random Schtuff
- Randi's back! Welcome home, darlin'!
- I have at least 5 weddings to attend in the next year. None of them are where I live. Niiiice. One's on Long Island. You'd think there might be something fun to do, since Long Island sounds like an island, meaning there should be beach there, and it's close to NYC, so there should be fun stuff to do, right? Nope, apparently the only thing to do is shop. Which I can do here. For cheaper. I am slowly learning what everyone else around me has been telling me for years. New Jersey and Long Island suck.
- Headin' out to my first Phillies' game of the season tonight. They are playing the Rockies and the Phillies have so far scored 27 runs in two games to pretty much obliterate the Rockies. We shall see if that trend continues tonight...
- The weather has not yet been real summer weather around here. Memorial Day weekend was gorgeous: warm, but not too humid, sunny, clear, nice. Today's a bit chilly, but still sunny. Here's hoping the rest of the week goes as well.
- Prelim season here. I listened to folks give their practice talks last night until 9pm. Seriously a little drained right now.
- A friend of my Dad's is coming to visit in June - should be fun to show him around and let him check out Philly. Always nice to see folks from home.
- My favorite undergrad has her last day today - she's off to the Rockefeller for a summer research fellowship. I'm proud of her and so excited to see where she's headed. I feel like I've watched her grow up in the past 3 years while she's worked in the lab. She's such an awesome person. I wonder if this is a bit like parents feel when their kids fly the coop.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Haiku Friday
Crazy week for me!
Kitty has diabetes.
Lots of shots for her.
***
Too many vet trips;
surrounded by medical
devices and things.
***
No work this weekend!
Relaxing, taking easy.
Hope summer comes fast.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Movie Review Thursday
After a long day at work, I popped in this DVD that I had ordered on Netflix. All I can say about this film is watch it. Now. It is so poignant, amazing, unbelievable, shocking, endearing, incredible. I was riveted. The basic plot line follows two best friends in Nablus (Palestine, West Bank) named Said (pronounced Say-eed) and Khaled. They are young men, maybe in their 20s, working a job at a car repair shop in the city. They live with their families, and lead what you might find to be a regular "boring" life. They get the call to become suicide bombers together, and the movie basically starts the day they get the call. They are to leave the next day. The movie follows the two men as they embark on this journey together. I did not find his movie to be propaganda; I think the filmmakers took a fairly "balanced" (if you will) approach to this film in trying to describe the challenges the families in the West Bank face. The men are not overly religious, I think there are a few scenes of people praying, but there does not seem to be a religious undertone to the movie. It's basically the men facing their reality and the fact they cannot get jobs or support their families. They are angry and isolated and to a certain extent, defeated and fatalistic. By doing this bombing, they will be doing more good for their families than they would be doing if they are alive. It's a shocking and wonderful film, giving me a glimpse into what might be going on in the West Bank and all over the Middle East. I am in no way condoning what either side is doing in this war between religions and cultures, but I think it's an interesting film on things going on in parts of the world I am not exposed to on a regular basis. Makes you appreciate where you are. Watch it, you won't be disappointed.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Book Review Wednesday

I recently finished the novel Crow Lake by Mary Lawson. This is yet another bargain book I picked up. It came recommended by the "Today Book Club", and since I am such a big fan of the Today Show (I watch nearly every day) I figured I might give it a try. The back of the book describes the story as "slow burning", and I can't think of a better way to describe the book. Its the story of 4 children, including the narrator, who grow up in a small town called Crow Lake in way northeastern Canada. There is the oldest brother, Luke, the second oldest, Matt, the narrator, Kate and the youngest (merely a baby) Bo. The narrator is speaking from now, reflecting on her life and her childhood. She refers to things that had happened "long ago" and is trying to connect events together in her mind in order to deal with her family and try to reconcile her life now (as a quite successful scientist) and her life growing up in a small town. Very early in the book, her parents are killed in a horrible accident and the family tries to make decisions as to how to care for the young children (herself and Bo) since the boys are quite a bit older. Luke eventually decides, against the rest of the family's wishes, that he will keep the kids, him and Matt will work at odd jobs and they will raise the girls themselves. This is a painful decision (obviously) since Luke is merely 19 years old and Matt is about 17. Bo is just a toddler, so the care of the kids is a major commitment. The entire story does not unfold until the last few pages. The author refers to a series of tragedies that have occurred in Matt's life, but the reader doesn't find out what those are until the end of the novel. It's basically a classic tale of the narrator having a dream for her brother (that he is so smart and he should go to school and get out of Crow Lake) but Matt has other ideas and plans and his leaving Crow Lake ultimately doesn't work out. The narrator has a certain amount of guilt that she was able to escape and her brother did not. She is so disappointed that he is unable to fulfill the dreams she thought he had. The narrator, at times, was hard for me to identify with. She was very closed, not wanting to let anyone in, and not willing to budge from her ideas. At the end of the book, she kind of starts to understand that everyone chooses their own path, but not fully. It's not a "clean" book, that is, not all the loose ends are tied up, but I did enjoy it. I think I did identify with the narrator to a certain degree because it's very hard to reconcile your family lie with what you choose to do with your life, especially if they are very far apart, or very very different.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Reminiscin' Haiku Friday (extended version)
At the age of twelve,
I fell in love with a group
of guys the new kids.
***
I much outgrew the
love for you. Older and aged
Forgot my childhood.
***
Now thirty, turn on
TV. I am once again twelve.
Dancing and singing.
***
Remembering the
moves I never forgot, words
burned into my brain
***
So funny to see
grown men dancing, fathers and
husbands hangin' tough.
***
Must say thank you to
the boys for bringing me back
to the summertime.
***
Laughing and dancing,
plastering my room with pics.
Singing at the top.
***
Only wish I lived
closer to attend concert
with friends long gone.
***
Don't forget your child
hood. Always remind yourself
to play with music.
I fell in love with a group
of guys the new kids.
***
I much outgrew the
love for you. Older and aged
Forgot my childhood.
***
Now thirty, turn on
TV. I am once again twelve.
Dancing and singing.
***
Remembering the
moves I never forgot, words
burned into my brain
***
So funny to see
grown men dancing, fathers and
husbands hangin' tough.
***
Must say thank you to
the boys for bringing me back
to the summertime.
***
Laughing and dancing,
plastering my room with pics.
Singing at the top.
***
Only wish I lived
closer to attend concert
with friends long gone.
***
Don't forget your child
hood. Always remind yourself
to play with music.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Book Review Thursday
Last night, as I was awaiting a UPS truck that never came, I had the opportunity to finish Mrs. Kimble by Jennifer Haigh. Another bargain book, I got this at the local used book store and hate to admit that I bought it based on it's cover and some of the reviews written on the book itself. The book is essentially a bit of a character study about a man named Ken Kimble told through the stories of his three wives. It's an extraordinary yet ordinary tale about marriage, divorce, children, and life. Its begins with Birdie, Ken's first wife, right after Ken has left her with two young children. He left her for another, younger, woman and Birdie is languishing in her sorrow, drowning it in booze and not properly caring for her children. I know it sounds sad and depressing, but I was rooting for this character as I read about her situation. She was incredibly well constructed and very realistic. We next move on to Joan, a few years later, who meets Ken at a BBQ. Joan is a bit older, wiser, than Birdie. She's recently buried her father, has battled a bout of cancer and has moved to Florida to get away from it all. She and Ken marry and she realizes he has betrayed her in more than one way. We then move on to Dinah, Ken's third wife, who is significantly younger than Ken, yet falls prey to his wiles. They have the longest marriage, at 15 years, yet she seems to know or realize the least about her husband. The book was fascinating and I could not put it down. The characters are well constructed, well rounded, and realistic. The author does a wonderful job of showing this particular man through the eyes of his wives, and at some times, his children. The ending is neat, but not too neat. The characters drive the plot in unexpected ways. There were no twists or turns, just a fascinating portrayal of several characters, all of which I identified in some way. The author does a wonderful job of creating scenery, describing regions, sunsets, beaches, mountains, etc. I would highly recommend this book and this author to anyone interested.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Happy Birthday, Randi!
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Scary Dream
Woke up this morning to a terrifying dream. I had been with my friend Randi, and for some reason a cop stopped her and gave her a ticket. Then we got in her gigantic SUV and drove away. She swerved to avoid some branches in the road and drove right off the edge of the bridge we were on. The car went into the river below and I was trying really hard to open the doors to the car, but they wouldn't budge. I couldn't get out and was starting to panic when I woke up. What does that one mean? Anyone interpret dreams?
Friday, May 9, 2008
Haiku Rainy Friday
The rain falls thickly
reflecting exactly my
feelings of sadness.
***
A final goodbye.
A family in mourning.
Life's circle completes.
***
Black or white, many
shades of gray. Water falling
like tears from the sky.
reflecting exactly my
feelings of sadness.
***
A final goodbye.
A family in mourning.
Life's circle completes.
***
Black or white, many
shades of gray. Water falling
like tears from the sky.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Random Thursday
I really have got nothing going on right now. Things are going OK in lab, I am slowly getting back to normal at home (although I still have to do that whole winter to summer clothes switch thing - seasons can be such a pain!). My parents are headed up north to go to the last of Dennis' memorials this weekend. I think they should have a nice time and I am actually kinda bummed I can't be there to see the family again. It's amazing what a death will do to you family - it has really brought mine together so much closer, which is really awesome. Can't wait to move a little bit closer home in a few years....
In other news, we found out my cat is diabetic. So we've switched her food around and she's on some pills, so things seem to be coming under control in that area. Looking forward to the weekend when I can relax a bit. And I absolutely cannot go to work this weekend because there's no water in my building (yay!). - wow could this get a little more boring?-
Last night we went out with a old friend (you know you've lived here a long time when you have old friends!) for some drinks and it turned into a marathon hang out session. I'm not sure when he left, but it was after I went to bed at 1am. Needless to say, I'm a bit tired today.
Well, clearly, I've got little to blog about. I am sure I will come up with something for tomorrow, tho. TGIF, bitches!
In other news, we found out my cat is diabetic. So we've switched her food around and she's on some pills, so things seem to be coming under control in that area. Looking forward to the weekend when I can relax a bit. And I absolutely cannot go to work this weekend because there's no water in my building (yay!). - wow could this get a little more boring?-
Last night we went out with a old friend (you know you've lived here a long time when you have old friends!) for some drinks and it turned into a marathon hang out session. I'm not sure when he left, but it was after I went to bed at 1am. Needless to say, I'm a bit tired today.
Well, clearly, I've got little to blog about. I am sure I will come up with something for tomorrow, tho. TGIF, bitches!
Monday, May 5, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
Haiku TGIF
Not much work today
Slowly getting back into
work school life things all.
***
Wedding dress shopping
tomorrow. Not for me tho!
Lisa, she crazy.
***
Can't wait to sleep in
late: my own bed, my own house.
Weekends are super!
Slowly getting back into
work school life things all.
***
Wedding dress shopping
tomorrow. Not for me tho!
Lisa, she crazy.
***
Can't wait to sleep in
late: my own bed, my own house.
Weekends are super!
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Book Review Thursday
The book is Stupid and Contagious by Caprice Crane (daughter of Tina Louise - Ginger on Gilligan's Island - if you care). This book was recommended to me by my cousin and her husband. Apparently, she would laugh out loud while reading this book and read passages out loud to her husband (who normally doesn't like doing that). She ended up reading the entire book to him on a long drive down to Southern CA a few weeks ago. I must admit, this book has been designated as a "chick lit" type of novel. I don't normally like to use that terminology because I feel it degrades women novelists who write "romantic comedies" (for lack of a better description). This book, however, is your typical romantic comedy. Two people meet, drive each other mad, end up spending time together and falling in love but won't admit it, have a falling out, and eventually end up together at the end. Trust me, I didn't just ruin it for you; we all know the formula. What made this book unique and wonderful was the characters. I literally laughed out loud on several occasions, mostly because the characters were describing or experiencing something in life I have experienced. Although much funnier, obviously. The story is told from two points of view, a guy and a girl, Brady and Heaven (I kid you not). They start off as somewhat annoying characters, her being a little too whiny and him being a little too boring. But soon, things start to happen and the characters become a little larger than life, getting involved in antics that make you giggle. Although the author's observations about Los Angeles were way off base, in my opinion (and perhaps her observations about NYC are too, I just don't live there), it was a very enjoyable read. The book feels like an old pair of jeans, put on after a long day of wearing heels and pantyhose. It's always great to put on an old pair of jeans that fit you just right...
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Random Schtuff
Back home in Philly after whirlwind trips to CA. Going home is both good and bad. It reminds me how much I miss my family and friends and my hometown. It also proves to me how crazy I am for moving to the East Coast. It's freezing here right now and it was in the high 80s when I was in Oxnard. Such a bummer, dude! I am sooooo not ready to get back to work, even tho I have a laundry list of things I need to get done. Feeling lazy and wanting to go on vacation again. Do you ever find you need a vacation after you've been on vacation? Yeah, I feel like I need that today. My travels were surprisingly easy, and I have to say that I was met with nothing but luck my entire travel experience. I purchased some last minute tickets through Hotwire where they give you a much cheaper rate for flying, but you have no idea what airline you are flying on or when you are leaving. Lucky for us, we got the United nonstop flight out on Fri night leaving at 6pm and getting in at 9pm, which was exactly what we wanted. Sadly, our flight was delayed and delayed, but United was super cool, booking us on a bunch of other flights, trying to get us to LAX earlier. When it was clear our nonstop to LAX would leave, just 5 hours late, we decided to go for that one, since being stuck in Denver or Chicago would not work for us. They gave us meal vouchers ($15 each!) and the flight was nearly empty, which gave us plenty of room to spread out. Coming back, our flight left on time (with a woman pilot, too! soooo exciting!) and got in early. We weren't seated together, so I asked if we might be able to sit together and they gave us the seats in the exit row (tons of legroom!). The flight was uneventful and pretty short. Weather was cool here in Philly, but it felt nice to be home (again). Now I've got things I have to take care of, like, I think my cat is sick, I feel like I'm coming down with something (my throat hurts), our roof is leaking, I have a ton of expts to do, but I'm just not feeling it. My house is pretty messy, I have loads of laundry to do and I'd like to plant some flowers in the backyard. Whew! I don't know how people have jobs in which they travel all the time. I'd like to to be a loooooong time before I see the inside of an airplane again.....
Friday, April 25, 2008
Haiku Going Home Friday
Heading home today
Looking forward to seeing
Family and friends.
***
Sad occasion to
be visiting but people
coming together.
***
Celebrate a life
cut too short. So little time
to enjoy family.
Looking forward to seeing
Family and friends.
***
Sad occasion to
be visiting but people
coming together.
***
Celebrate a life
cut too short. So little time
to enjoy family.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Book Review Wednesday

I borrowed this book from Randi when I was in CA recently. I really enjoyed Case Histories by the same author and was interested to read another of her novels. I enjoyed this book as a casual read, but I wouldn't say that it moved any mountains for me, which is fine. The novel picks up a couple years after Case Histories ends and is following our favorite reluctant hero, Jackson Brodie in another "adventure". The plot begins as Jackson is in Edinburgh, Scotland, visiting with his girlfriend who is performing in a play there during a festival. The author has a wonderful way for portraying the same event from many different perspectives, and of course all the characters are witnesses or participants in a particularly brutal road rage incident. Jackson gets sucked back into his old investigative / policing ways and a mystery ensues. The bodies do not stack up, as one might suspect, and we get to know the characters in a little more depth. The book was an easy read, flowed quite well but was unremarkable to me. The connections between the characters were easily assumed and the plot was mostly predictable. There is a twist at the end, but again, I could have called that from a mile away. The characters are a bit like caricatures of stereotyped people: the scorned wife, the single mother, the reclusive author, the old cop who just can't quit his investigative ways. Altogether, it's an interesting read, not too boring, and something I would suggest for a beach read, a relaxing read, but certainly not a challenging one. It was, however, exactly what I needed at the time.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Gratitude
Things have been pretty rough lately, I won't lie. But I've found out that I have an amazing family who is there for each other all the time, 24/7. I've also found out that physical presence means so much. Just being there for someone is such a huge relief. And people have been so supportive and loving towards me, which is so nice, words cannot describe. I just appreciate everyone's thoughts, prayers, love, attention, caring, empathy, etc. You are all so amazing. If Dennis were here, he would say it's a love fest :)
Monday, April 21, 2008
I couldn't have said it better...
Listen closely to the winds and hear the gentle whisper of an angels wings in flight. Look far into the sky and see the shimmering stardust left behind. Close your eyes and feel the love our very own, very real new guardian angel. Dennis is gone from this earth and is now at peace in his Father's arms.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Some Sound Advice
Taking the red eye back to the East Coast and getting stuck with the middle seat - let me tell you, not the best idea I've had in recent times. I took a Tylenol PM before boarding, but just could not fall asleep well. Ended up twisting my neck around so I could lay my head down on the tray table thingy- remember naptime in elementary school? Not quite as comfortable. Then the tiny woman next to me decided to use me as a pillow for part of the trip, while the guy on my other side slept like a baby (jealous much?). I got in to PHL on time, but felt drunk/hungover/high or something like that. Made it home where I happily crawled into bed next to Alex and slept for a few hours. Made my way into work waaaay late yesterday, thinking I could function, but that's not really the case. I was mostly tired blabbering all day long. Took a nap upon coming home and went to bed around 12 last night. Finally woke up this morning feeling mostly me again - jeez! Red eye travel just not for me!
BUT, I did have a wonderful / sad / emotional / beautiful time in sunny CA. I will post some pics coming up. And some advice for you? Check out my cousin's website. Her name's Adrian and she has a voice that will knock your socks off! She sings "cowboy" music, but don't let that name fool you. She's written all her own stuff, has a CD out and is just a great entertainer. Go ahead, check her out!
BUT, I did have a wonderful / sad / emotional / beautiful time in sunny CA. I will post some pics coming up. And some advice for you? Check out my cousin's website. Her name's Adrian and she has a voice that will knock your socks off! She sings "cowboy" music, but don't let that name fool you. She's written all her own stuff, has a CD out and is just a great entertainer. Go ahead, check her out!
Monday, April 14, 2008
Book Review Monday

I've recently been somewhat "memoir-ed out". That is, it seems anyone with any kind of story has come out with a memoir lately and they just seem to be trying to out-do one another. And then some authors have come clean about lying in their memoirs, which makes me want to avoid the entire genre altogether. However, my boyfriend's mom sent this book to me and I could not put it down for one minute! This is the story of Jeannette Walls growing up in a somewhat non-traditional family. Her parents are together, but they have a hard time finding and keeping work. Jeannette and her siblings are forced to mostly fend for themselves in the world, on occasion starving, digging trash out of the garbage or stealing food from various locations. Her parents are not very concerned with raising kids, and do so in a most unusual way. Parts of the book were outrageous, like when the kids find a diamond ring in some junk and take it home to their mom, thinking they can pawn it for some food and supplies, but their mom just keeps the ring, saying it makes up for the ring their father made her pawn years before. My descriptions of this book fall short of truly describing how wonderful this work really is. The story is told in short, sometimes ironic fashion. Most of the stories are unbelievable, yet somehow believable, if that makes any sense. The author asks for no sympathy, but allows the reader to empathize with her plight in growing up. There are many situations with which I identified, even though my upbringing was quite traditional. Altogether, I highly recommend this book - you will not be able to put it down!
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Science Education Thursday
As graduate students at Penn, we are required to complete yearly bioethics training. Due to this training, I attended a symposium last night entitled "Vaccine Mandates and Children". It was a pretty interesting discussion since the majority of people attending seemed to be pretty educated on vaccines and scientific theory. But there were the requisite crazies there too, which made me want to write a little bit about how science works. In general, scientist do experiments in order to answer some type of question. For example, if a gene is thought to be involved in some process, scientists can knock down or knock out the function of that gene in order to determine if it's involved in a certain process. Really, any type of science involved hypothesis (question) driven work, including population trends, clinical trials (does this drug treat the problem it says it does?), etc. Once we have gathered enough information, a "story", if you will, we begin the process of publishing our work in peer-reviewed scientific journals. The peer review process is extremely important because it involves prominent scientists who are experts in the field you are publishing in. They read your paper, critique your data, and send you feedback as to whether the journal should publish your work, or whether you should do more experiments to prove your point. Sometimes, you might miss a control, your interpretation of the data can be explained in several different ways, etc. This part of the process of publishing papers is so important because otherwise, science would not be regulated. As such, scientists self-regulate themselves, push each other to do better experiments and create an open dialogue about science and experiments. Without this regulation, scientific papers would merely be opinion of the writers of the paper, with no input from the scientific community. Once papers have been reviewed, the paper is sent back to the authors with important changes to be made, or it can be accepted or rejected on first submission. More often than not, papers are sent back to the authors for some changes and extra experiments. Once your changes have been made, your paper is sent back to the journal and sent out for re-review. If the reviewers are satisfied with the changes you have made, your paper will usually be accepted for publication. If not, it can again be rejected and new experiments may be suggested. Why I'm telling you this is because it's an important part of science that is not usually discussed. If you see a news story about an article in the New England Journal of Medicine you can be assured that article was peer-reviewed and passed the test for having proper controls, had a logically designed set of experiments, and the sample size was large enough to draw conclusions about the larger population. However, when a study was published in a journal that does not peer review articles, or worse, is published in a book (also not peer-reviewed) then you can be assured that the study was not done properly. The reason I am stating these things is because the unsubstantiated link between vaccines and autism came up last night (of course). People are refusing to vaccinate their children because they think vaccines cause autism. The link has never been proven, even though large studies have been carried out in multiple countries looking for a link, correlation, anything. The few people at the talk last night who still believed this cited a study that was not peer reviewed, was not published in a peer reviewed journal, had multiple, fundamental flaws, but was able to draw a link between autism and vaccines. Basically these people were citing faulty research. Just because someone with the title of "Dr." publishes a study does not mean you should entirely trust everything they say in their study. However, when articles are peer-reviewed, you can at least be assured that prominent scientists agree with the findings, the proper controls were done, and the proper number of experiments were carried out. It's unfortunate that the internet allows for people to get a hold of faulty research, so please, please do your research yourself.
Vaccines do not cause autism. More than likely, autism is caused by a combination of genes and the environment we live in. The first few weeks of pregnancy are extremely important, basically when all the "good stuff" happens. Like the formation of the brain, the nerves, your internal organs. If you face an environmental insult during this time period, or in later stages when the "fine tuning" is occurring, we have no idea what effect this has on a developing fetus. More than likely, this is when autism is started, but we have no way of assaying its development until a later time period, when language skills are developing and interpersonal interactions are becoming more obvious. The truth is that vaccines have saved lives and that having even a few un-vaccinated individuals in a classroom can nucleate an outbreak of a disease that should be preventable. The truth is that children should be vaccinated and parents that refuse to vaccinate their children are putting the rest of the human population at a huge risk for outbreaks of eradicated disease that can kill people.
Vaccines do not cause autism. More than likely, autism is caused by a combination of genes and the environment we live in. The first few weeks of pregnancy are extremely important, basically when all the "good stuff" happens. Like the formation of the brain, the nerves, your internal organs. If you face an environmental insult during this time period, or in later stages when the "fine tuning" is occurring, we have no idea what effect this has on a developing fetus. More than likely, this is when autism is started, but we have no way of assaying its development until a later time period, when language skills are developing and interpersonal interactions are becoming more obvious. The truth is that vaccines have saved lives and that having even a few un-vaccinated individuals in a classroom can nucleate an outbreak of a disease that should be preventable. The truth is that children should be vaccinated and parents that refuse to vaccinate their children are putting the rest of the human population at a huge risk for outbreaks of eradicated disease that can kill people.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Haiku Good Friday
Working today, blech!
Too bad grad school doesn't stop
for religious days.
***
Sun shining, wind blows
Ready for spring to grace us
Rebirth, regrowth, redemption.
***
Circle of life is
Never easy to deal with.
I don't understand.
Too bad grad school doesn't stop
for religious days.
***
Sun shining, wind blows
Ready for spring to grace us
Rebirth, regrowth, redemption.
***
Circle of life is
Never easy to deal with.
I don't understand.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Dennis
My Dad's crazy little brother is dying. He's in the last few weeks (?) of terminal prostate cancer. He's only 63, just became a Grandpa literally 2 weeks ago and he's decided to stop chemo and get ready to go. He's lived an insane and crazy life, most of it before I was born. I've loved hearing the stories about him and it's hard to believe he's had the balls to do some of the things he's done. Like crash a plane with his daughter in it and walk away. Like skydive something like over 200 times (and on the 200th time, he broke his leg!). Water-skiing, snow skiing, white water rafting, hiking, camping, biking. Just living, you know? And now it's time for him to go. I have mixed feeling about this whole thing. I am really far removed from everything, so I can kinda pretend it's not happening, although I know it is. He's been so sick and so far from what he normally was that his passing might be a blessing. At the same time, I don't want my cousin to lose her father at age 30 and I don't want her son to grow up without knowing the ridiculously crazy, insane, out of this world Grandpa he has. I don't want my Dad to lose his little brother. I don't want my Grandpa to lose his son. I don't want my Aunt to lose a husband. I don't want him to go because I don't know where he'll go. I don't want to go home in two weeks and have to deal with this whole thing. I want to to deny that it's happening and pretend it's not going on. I just wish there were such things as miracles.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Tuesday Politics
I've been hearing a lot of reaction to the whole Spitzer governor prostitute scandal thing lately and some things have started to bug me. A lot of people are blaming his wife for "driving" him to a prostitute. Is this ridiculous? Blame the wife for not doing something right (not wearing enough leather was one man's comment) and therefore nobody blames the man for going out and sleeping with "Kristen". What an absolutely outrageous double standard. If the wife was caught cheating, would it be the husband's fault? For one thing (and I realize this is a little cheesy), this man took a vow to be true to his wife and his family "until death do they part". I realize that marriages and relationships go through their ups and downs and I realize that people do cheat. But I think that this man is entirely responsible for his actions. Nobody (presumably) was holding a gun to his head while he made an appointment with the prostitute. He made a conscious choice to do that action and therefore I think the responsibility is entirely his. And to suggest anything otherwise is speculation and not supported by the facts.
On another note, is it now required to divulge every single unfaithful event in one's life upon entering politics? The newly appointed governor of NY just admitted to an affair, as did his wife. Do I care? Nope. Not in the least. They worked it out. It was part of their relationship, not part of how someone in government operates. For that matter, what is everyone's obsession with sex? I mean, how many of those old, fuddy duddy senators and reps are having affairs? And who cares?
So sick of this entire thing...especially bringing up the Monica Lewinsky thing in relation to Hillary. As if she had anything to do with it!
And that, folks, is my opinion of the day...
On another note, is it now required to divulge every single unfaithful event in one's life upon entering politics? The newly appointed governor of NY just admitted to an affair, as did his wife. Do I care? Nope. Not in the least. They worked it out. It was part of their relationship, not part of how someone in government operates. For that matter, what is everyone's obsession with sex? I mean, how many of those old, fuddy duddy senators and reps are having affairs? And who cares?
So sick of this entire thing...especially bringing up the Monica Lewinsky thing in relation to Hillary. As if she had anything to do with it!
And that, folks, is my opinion of the day...
Monday, March 17, 2008
Letters to Jerks.
Dear Jerk,
I realize that this past weekend and today are some kind of holiday for drunkards and generally I have no problem with that. I do, however, have a problem with your drunken ass trying to molest me in broad daylight as I am walking down the street. I am not some dumb drunk New Jersey chick who thinks you're "hot". I never want to be groped by some drunk ass guy who just drove into the city from suburb-nowhere and thinks that "Irish Pub" is a great place to hang out. Go home. We certainly don't need the likes of you around here.
Love,
ceedee
Dear Other Jerk(s),
Let me introduce myself. I'm a pedestrian. That's ped-es-tri-an. Try to sound it out now. I walk most places because I don't have a car. Try to follow me now. When it's snowing, I walk. When it's raining, I walk. When it's blustery and cold, I walk. I don't have a heater or warm car to return to after a long day of work. I walk. Got that so far? So, here's the deal. When you drive into the city, there are more pedestrians here than in your little land of suburbia. You have a watch out for us because, unlike you, we are not surrounded by 2 tons of metal. There are these little areas called crosswalks that have been painted into the ground to designate areas where you should not place your car. It's because we have to cross the street and we need a place to walk where we won't get hit by cars. When you pull into these crosswalks, you see, we can't cross the street. Or, we have to wait until traffic is lighter to go around your giant vehicle. Get a clue, would you? Oh, and while you're at it, right hand turns on red are illegal in the city because of pedestrians. Start learning how to drive and pay attention to us pedestrians (and cyclists, too) because we don't have the same protection you have. And chances are that the 30 seconds you would save by making that right on red has no effect on your life. Chill out.
Love,
ceedee
Phew...that makes me feel better!
I realize that this past weekend and today are some kind of holiday for drunkards and generally I have no problem with that. I do, however, have a problem with your drunken ass trying to molest me in broad daylight as I am walking down the street. I am not some dumb drunk New Jersey chick who thinks you're "hot". I never want to be groped by some drunk ass guy who just drove into the city from suburb-nowhere and thinks that "Irish Pub" is a great place to hang out. Go home. We certainly don't need the likes of you around here.
Love,
ceedee
Dear Other Jerk(s),
Let me introduce myself. I'm a pedestrian. That's ped-es-tri-an. Try to sound it out now. I walk most places because I don't have a car. Try to follow me now. When it's snowing, I walk. When it's raining, I walk. When it's blustery and cold, I walk. I don't have a heater or warm car to return to after a long day of work. I walk. Got that so far? So, here's the deal. When you drive into the city, there are more pedestrians here than in your little land of suburbia. You have a watch out for us because, unlike you, we are not surrounded by 2 tons of metal. There are these little areas called crosswalks that have been painted into the ground to designate areas where you should not place your car. It's because we have to cross the street and we need a place to walk where we won't get hit by cars. When you pull into these crosswalks, you see, we can't cross the street. Or, we have to wait until traffic is lighter to go around your giant vehicle. Get a clue, would you? Oh, and while you're at it, right hand turns on red are illegal in the city because of pedestrians. Start learning how to drive and pay attention to us pedestrians (and cyclists, too) because we don't have the same protection you have. And chances are that the 30 seconds you would save by making that right on red has no effect on your life. Chill out.
Love,
ceedee
Phew...that makes me feel better!
Friday, March 7, 2008
Haiku Welcome Friday
Welcome to the world
baby boy! You are so new
and little and cute.
***
We have been anxious
waiting for your arrival.
You are so much loved.
***
I promise I will
try to make this world the best
place for you to grow.
Welcome, Sayer! I love you already.
baby boy! You are so new
and little and cute.
***
We have been anxious
waiting for your arrival.
You are so much loved.
***
I promise I will
try to make this world the best
place for you to grow.
Welcome, Sayer! I love you already.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Weather Woes
It's been quite the rollercoaster weather lately. It's now near 60 degrees (and it's 11am!) and let me tell you, it brings out the weirdos. Because of an early trip to the Dental School this morning, I was able to walk through campus to observe the native Penn students in the wild. Wow, what weather does to these kids. I am so glad I went to college in a place where the weather never changed too much, I never needed a jacket (although sometimes I wore one just for fun), I could wear whatever shoes I wanted (mostly flippers) and we could always go out on Fri/Sat night without a coat and without freezing too much. Here, the kids run the gamut. I saw boys in shorts and t-shirts and flip-flops, girls in mini-skirts, flippers and trench coats (stripper?), girls in short skirts, uggs-like boots, and puffy coats. There was a fair representation of jeans and t-shirts and many variations, but few were dressed appropriate for the weather. I have what I like to call the "winter fear". I am afraid to go without a coat because I think the weather might change at any minute (the weather people are often wrong!). So, I am without hat and scarf (they're still in my bag, tho) and I am wearing my winter down coat (not the knee length one, tho) mostly unbuttoned, jeans, t-shirt and sweater. It's cold in my lab, so I usually bundle up, even in the summer. On campus, it was so funny to see what people were wearing. There were the requisite sweats-tucked-into-uggs, clutching some book or notebook, looking terrified and rushing toward the library (midterms for freshmen). There were the girls in high heels, cute-I-just-bought-this-from-Bebe-outfits, the interesting spring "must haves" and the popped collars, argyle sweaters, and striped button down shirts that go with attending an Ivy League school. So silly...What are YOU wearing?
Friday, February 29, 2008
The Sad Story Update
If you read my previous post about The Sad Story, then you will recall that a friend of mine was suing a company and we were waiting to hear how things turned out. Thankfully, the jury found the company responsible and awarded him $85 million. They found the company completely at fault and he will now be getting about $18 million (settlements are weird). Good news.
Freezing Recommendations Haiku Friday
Have you listened to
the Juno soundtrack? So good.
And mellow fun weird.
***
Do you drink hot tea?
I really love Harney Tea
from Connecticut.
***
Yoga is great for
warming up in the cold air.
Stretch and warm muscles.
the Juno soundtrack? So good.
And mellow fun weird.
***
Do you drink hot tea?
I really love Harney Tea
from Connecticut.
***
Yoga is great for
warming up in the cold air.
Stretch and warm muscles.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Two Review Tuesday
Last night we partook of the meal that is Buddakan. This restaurant is also in NYC and I think Atlantic City. It's one of those "Asian Fusion" types, but i must say it was delicious. It's located in the heart of Old City, where a lot of people want to be seen. We went with a group of grad students from Penn and a visiting professor from the University of AZ in Tucson. The meal was delectable, the conversation was fascinating and it gave me a lot of enthusiasm for science, which is great because most of the time it frustrates me to no end. Anyways, all around good experience, and great meal. I highly recommend it.
This past weekend we also took the opportunity to watch Pretty in Pink starring Molly Ringwald, Andrew McCarthy and Jon Cryer. I love, love, love this movie. Not only for the nostalgia it brings me back to, the quirky costumes or the fact that I could never believe Molly Ringwald is from "the wrong side of the tracks". It's more for the simplicity of the movie. The sheer fantasy of it all. Nobody's in some twisted love triangle, no on is sleeping with someone's mom, etc. It was a great flashback, and one I highly recommend.
This past weekend we also took the opportunity to watch Pretty in Pink starring Molly Ringwald, Andrew McCarthy and Jon Cryer. I love, love, love this movie. Not only for the nostalgia it brings me back to, the quirky costumes or the fact that I could never believe Molly Ringwald is from "the wrong side of the tracks". It's more for the simplicity of the movie. The sheer fantasy of it all. Nobody's in some twisted love triangle, no on is sleeping with someone's mom, etc. It was a great flashback, and one I highly recommend.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Let's Talk about Sex
This abstinence only education stuff is bullshit. When are people going to realize there is nothing wrong with sex, and when educated, children will make their own decisions regarding sex? There is this pervasive idea that anything having to do with sex education will encourage kids to have sex. You know what the problem is, though? It's kids going through puberty and wondering what the hell is going on with their bodies and their minds and ending up in bed together. If these kids were educated about sex, their bodies, whats going on inside, then maybe they'd be able to make an educated decision to have sex on their own terms using proper protection. These smear campaigns by these religious fascists are f-ing ridiculous. Birth control pills have a 99.9% effective rate. Other forms of hormone administration are even higher - the patch and the ring, for example because you don't have to take them every day at a particular time. Condoms are 85% effective if you don't know how to use them. They are well over 95% effective if you are educated in how to put one on. And Plan B, the emergency contraceptive pill, is available from pharmacies if taken within 72 hours of unprotected sex. The truth of the matter is that kids will have sex, whether you educate them or not. We are all animals and kids are becoming sexually mature at younger and younger ages. It's best to be up front with kids, be honest with them, share your experiences (OK, not all your experiences) and let them make the decision for themselves. Provide them an open environment for discussing sex and then you know what? You gotta let the birdie fly from the nest. That's it.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Haiku Snowy Friday
Finally snowing
today! how pretty the snow
is in the city!
****
So glad I don't have
to drive. Just walking in the
crunch crunch crunch slosh slosh.
****
Introduced Moue to
the snow. She liked it falling
but not the wet part.
today! how pretty the snow
is in the city!
****
So glad I don't have
to drive. Just walking in the
crunch crunch crunch slosh slosh.
****
Introduced Moue to
the snow. She liked it falling
but not the wet part.
Monday, February 18, 2008
V-Day (belated)
I was watching the Today show on Valentine's Day. Jane Fonda and Eve Ensler were on to discuss the Vagina Monologues, the performance Ensler wrote about women, vaginas, domestic violence, etc. I have yet to see a performance, but I hear it is very good. They were discussing how they are having a huge performance of VM at the Superdome in New Orleans in April to "take back the Superdome". They want to highlight all the need that still exists in NO. And then they proceeded to call New Orleans "The Vagina of America". They even went so far as to say it was wet down there. I kid you not. Look, I am all for vaginal education, women being comfortable with their bodies, discussion of domestic violence topics and how to get out. I am all supportive of women's rights, discussion of health topics, prevention of STDs, etc. But, I gotta admit, calling entire cities "vagina" went a little too far for me. Too much?
Too much.
Too much.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Haiku WTF Friday
Seriously sick
of all the shootings all around.
It needs to stop now.
****
My hometown is not
that kind of a place. I learned
tolerance above all.
****
We are different
yet made of the same. We need
to come together.
of all the shootings all around.
It needs to stop now.
****
My hometown is not
that kind of a place. I learned
tolerance above all.
****
We are different
yet made of the same. We need
to come together.
PS: I love you Oxnard and you will always be my home. And NIU, we are all Huskies today.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Candy
| Your Candy Heart Says "Hug Me" |
A total sweetheart, you always have a lot of love to give out. Your heart is open to where ever love takes you! Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a surprise romantic evening that you've planned out Your flirting style: lots of listening and talking What turns you off: fighting and conflict Why you're hot: you're fearless about falling in love |
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
The Sad Story
I have a friend, we'll call him "M". M is one of those people who are ridiculously smart, articulate, funny, all around great person. He methodically reads all the science he can get his hands on and I would not be exaggerating if I called him a genius. Of this I am certain. One day, M was running from the coffee shop to catch the bus at 19th and Walnut. He fell at least 20 feet into a manhole, the cover of which had been removed by some drug addict looking for money for scrap metal. M's fall literally shattered his vertebrae (the bones protecting your spine) in his lumbar region (the region below your ribs and above your butt. He was pretty banged up and bruised and was rushed to the hospital immediately. They were able to stabilize his back and perform some surgery to fuse the shattered vertebrae to healthier vertebrae. He was not paralyzed, but he was in a lot of pain. He suffered several setbacks, like blood clots in his lungs (very bad) and pneumonia and lots of other things. He was on pain meds to kill the pain, laxatives to keep his bowels moving because the pain meds kill your digestive tract, heparin to prevent blood clots, etc, etc. He began to experience more and more pain after the surgery and doctors determined that his healthy vertebrae that were holding up his shattered vertebrae were actually collapsing on themselves and needed to be shored up. He then underwent an over-8-hours-long surgery to fuse his vertebrae to more vertebrae from the back and from the front. That's right, they opened up his stomach, pulled out all his internal organs to access his vertebrae from the front. Then they sewed him all up and thought that should do it. He's been on copious amounts of pain meds ever since. He was taking some opiates (like percocet, oxycodone, etc) when they stopped working as well (he developed a tolerance for the drugs). He has now graduated to fetanyl pops, which are cherry flavored lollypops with enough opiate in them to kill a horse. I kid you not.
M was an extremely promising MD/PhD candidate at the time of his fall. He had completed the first year of med school, had nearly completed his PhD at the time of his fall. He had published a really nice paper in a high profile journal that he was really proud of and he was doing some experiments to follow up on that paper. Everything changed in that instant. He was unable to finish the work for his PhD, and thus was awarded a PhD without having a formal public defense (his situation did not allow him to stand and address people for the hour-plus time needed to defend). He will likely never complete medical school and likely would be unable to practice medicine in his impaired state. More than likely he will not be able to work at all because normal, everyday tasks, like sitting at a desk, riding in a car, etc are extremely challenging. He got married about a year ago and was unable to go on that dream honeymoon because he couldn't sit on a plane for too long. Right now, he is going through a trial, trying to sue the company responsible for maintaining the manhole covers here in Philly. The company apparently did a cost analysis of a locking mechanism for the covers and determined that it was too expensive. My boss just went to testify, telling M to his face in court that he will likely never be able to work in this business and that he saw no way for him to complete medical school. Both M and his wife were visibly crying. I can't imagine going through this all. My heart goes out to them and it makes you realize how precious every second of life is. I just hope that the jury makes the right decision because M will have medical bills for the rest of his life, however long that may be. In this case, that company who decided manhole cover locks were too expensive should have thought about the price a person would pay if the manhole cover were gone. But nope....it's all about the cost effective strategies. Assholes. And I know my friend M may never get his life back, but hopefully a settlement will ease the pain of the medical bills.
M was an extremely promising MD/PhD candidate at the time of his fall. He had completed the first year of med school, had nearly completed his PhD at the time of his fall. He had published a really nice paper in a high profile journal that he was really proud of and he was doing some experiments to follow up on that paper. Everything changed in that instant. He was unable to finish the work for his PhD, and thus was awarded a PhD without having a formal public defense (his situation did not allow him to stand and address people for the hour-plus time needed to defend). He will likely never complete medical school and likely would be unable to practice medicine in his impaired state. More than likely he will not be able to work at all because normal, everyday tasks, like sitting at a desk, riding in a car, etc are extremely challenging. He got married about a year ago and was unable to go on that dream honeymoon because he couldn't sit on a plane for too long. Right now, he is going through a trial, trying to sue the company responsible for maintaining the manhole covers here in Philly. The company apparently did a cost analysis of a locking mechanism for the covers and determined that it was too expensive. My boss just went to testify, telling M to his face in court that he will likely never be able to work in this business and that he saw no way for him to complete medical school. Both M and his wife were visibly crying. I can't imagine going through this all. My heart goes out to them and it makes you realize how precious every second of life is. I just hope that the jury makes the right decision because M will have medical bills for the rest of his life, however long that may be. In this case, that company who decided manhole cover locks were too expensive should have thought about the price a person would pay if the manhole cover were gone. But nope....it's all about the cost effective strategies. Assholes. And I know my friend M may never get his life back, but hopefully a settlement will ease the pain of the medical bills.
Black History Revisited
I really enjoy watching PBS - they always have interesting and educational shows that I get sucked into when I just want to veg out on the couch. Last night, I took in the show Slavery and the Making of America , a really fascinating profile of the history of slavery in the US. The show speaks to scholars from all over the country on slave history, re-enacts certain events (but not in a cheesy way) and tries to show the emotional and psychological turmoil that slaves went through. Granted, my US history is not that great (Thanks, Sr. Adrienne Clare), but I was fascinated and outraged by the blatant disregard for blacks in our US history. I realize I am not saying anything new here, but since it is Black History Month, I thought I would let you know a few disturbing facts:
Did you know that...
Did you know that...
- the original US Constitution said that slaves are 3/5 of a person for tax representation and tax appointment?
- the invention of the cotton gin led to a ridiculous increase in slave trade? Cotton was, at one time, the largest export of the US.
- it was illegal to teach slaves to read and write?
- Women slaves were often worked so hard that they were forced to neglect their children? Infant mortality was extremely high.
- the Republican party was originally called the Free Soil party and was founded as an anti-slavery society?
- In 1857, The U.S. Supreme Court ruling in Dred Scott v. Sanford denies citizenship to all slaves, ex-slaves, and descendants of slaves and denies Congress the right to prohibit slavery in the territories? What this means is that the Supreme Court basically ruled that blacks are not people.
- The Emancipation Proclamation of 1863 freed all slaves in territories under dispute in the Civil War? Abraham Lincoln, the President at the time, however, had to be convinced to allow blacks to serve in the infantry or navy.
- The 13th Amendment to the US Constitution banned slavery in all the country (1865)?
- By 1866, two African Americans were on the Massachusetts legislature (the first to serve in this way)? It was also the year that the KKK was founded.
"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to
repeat it." -George Santayana
Monday, February 11, 2008
Book Report Monday
RE: Oranges are not the Only Fruit by Jeanette Winterson. I finished reading this book a while ago and have not quite been able to figure out what to say about it. It's another book I ran across in the used bookstore. I recognized the author's name because Coodence has recommended her to me before. I knew nothing of this book nor its contents upon opening it, and I immediately fell in love with it. It's the story of a young girl growing up in a super-religious family and coming to terms with her differences with the "rest of the world" so to speak. I loved so much about this book. It was quirky, not predictable, non-judgmental, funny, sad, loving, and very very real. If that means anything at all. The way this book is written is absolutely phenomenal. The author somehow writes in a way that reflects how a pre-teen, teenager, young adult would perhaps talk to themselves or in a diary. I was absolutely blown away by how the dialogue progresses from the daughter absolutely accepting everything her mother does and says as truth to realizing her mother has faults, which are destroying her as a person. The main character is extremely perceptive, pointing out reasons for her mother's behavior, but not trying to make excuses. And, surprisingly, the book is not a study on why religions reject certain "types" of people. It is a study on how one character is isolated and ostracized for a trait she cannot control. I found this book touching and reality based, although none of the events that occur in the book have actually happened to me. I think we can all identify with not getting along with loved ones, discovering things about yourself you never realized, and forging a path on our own without the support of our families. My only complaint is that the book was too short. I would have liked to know more about the character's life after. My advice? Read it. You won't be disappointed.
Friday, February 8, 2008
Haiku - trying it for the first time - Friday
Home sick today, yuck!
Stuffy head, face, nasty cough
Missing out on fun.
***
Recruitment on Sat.
No brunch hanging out for me.
Sending Alex instead.
***
Tomorrow night
Do You Fondue? party with Lisa.
Hoping I can go...
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
A Mighty Heart
It's been a while since I've sat down and taken in a movie in my home. It seems like every night I am gone until 8pm, then frantically making dinner and then hitting the sack, exhausted. I've been working a lot and I have a paper to write soon, so I am looking forward to having some "down time" writing instead of running around with my head cut off. But I digress. I am a reader of Glamour magazine, which has been running articles by Mariane Pearl, the wife of Daniel Pearl, a Wall Street Journal journalist who was brutally murdered by Islamic extremists in Pakistan in 2002. Mariane Pearl has been traveling around the world to illustrate strong women in cultures and countries around the world. She began her series by writing about her mother, and I have never forgotten that article. It was very beautifully written and really illustrated her mother's personality, so much so, that I feel like she is a character I knew at some point. Mariane Pearl has impressed me with her strength, her conviction, her empathy and her outlook on life. Anyone could go through what she went through and come out a hate-filled, bitter person, yet she came out of it shining like a ray of sunshine. It was with some trepidation that I rented the film A Mighty Heart starring Angelina Jolie as Mariane Pearl and Dan Futterman as Danny Pearl. I knew that I wanted to see it, but we all know how it ends, so it is a hard film to watch. However, this film was brilliant and I highly recommend it.
The film takes place mostly in Karachi, Pakistan. I believe it was actually filmed in India, but the scenery is breathtaking. Anyone who has been to India or Pakistan will be taken immediately back to that place. It is dirty, gritty, overpopulated, goats and sheep wander the streets and smoke hangs in the air. The movie is filmed in a way that you almost smell the pollution, you almost taste the smoke, you almost smell the sweat. The sounds on the streets and in the air are emphasized, really beautiful cinematography. Angelina Jolie is brilliant. I did not once think it was her; I always felt she was Mariane. She truly is an amazing actress. The supporting cast is well balanced, and Mariane's friend Asra, played by Archie Panjabi, especially stands out. The movie is about Danny's kidnapping and the aftermath. The wait for a contact, the desperate search for his captors, the hunt for his hiding place, the international press madness, Mariane's stalwart strength and stoicism. This movie is about regular life in a another country, the daily quest for survival, the uncertainty, the love of two people, their love for the job of journalism. This movie is terribly sad, but riveting. And definitely worth a watch. You will not be disappointed.
The film takes place mostly in Karachi, Pakistan. I believe it was actually filmed in India, but the scenery is breathtaking. Anyone who has been to India or Pakistan will be taken immediately back to that place. It is dirty, gritty, overpopulated, goats and sheep wander the streets and smoke hangs in the air. The movie is filmed in a way that you almost smell the pollution, you almost taste the smoke, you almost smell the sweat. The sounds on the streets and in the air are emphasized, really beautiful cinematography. Angelina Jolie is brilliant. I did not once think it was her; I always felt she was Mariane. She truly is an amazing actress. The supporting cast is well balanced, and Mariane's friend Asra, played by Archie Panjabi, especially stands out. The movie is about Danny's kidnapping and the aftermath. The wait for a contact, the desperate search for his captors, the hunt for his hiding place, the international press madness, Mariane's stalwart strength and stoicism. This movie is about regular life in a another country, the daily quest for survival, the uncertainty, the love of two people, their love for the job of journalism. This movie is terribly sad, but riveting. And definitely worth a watch. You will not be disappointed.
Friday, February 1, 2008
Lazy Friday
It's raining cats and dogs right now, so I am putting off going to work. I've had a nice but really busy week that's left me somewhat exhausted. I started my two yoga classes this week and they were both really nice. One of the teachers is really hard core - not taking it easy on us at all and boy did I pay the price on Tues/Wed! My other yoga teacher is more mellow, telling us not to hurt ourselves and not to push too hard. I think the first class will be great for getting my body in shape and increasing my strength and the second class will be great for my psyche. I need to relax and let it all go most weeks. Slow it down some, know what I mean?
The other night, Alex and I had our "Valentine's Date". Since there is so much hype surrounding the day, we try to celebrate it early or later, mostly because it's stupid to listen to Hallmark to tell you when to go on a date with your loved ones. Anyways, we went to dinner at this kitchy little "Mexican" place called El Vez. Dinner was delicious and the margaritas were actually really tasty. We then went to take in Avenue Q, the Broadway show that is here in Philly for a week or two. It was fantastic! If you haven't seen it, it's the story of Princeton, a recent college graduate. He's trying to find his "purpose" in life and he moves into an apartment on Ave Q, meets a lot of great friends and falls in love in the process. However, Princeton is a puppet! Which is great. The whole show is kinda a throwback to Sesame Street when we were kids, and included great catchy tunes such as "The Internet is for Porn", "It Sucks to Be Me", "Everyone's a Little Bit Racist", "If You Were Gay" and "My Girlfriend, Who Lives in Canada". Its really a classic show and I highly recommend it!
The other night, Alex and I had our "Valentine's Date". Since there is so much hype surrounding the day, we try to celebrate it early or later, mostly because it's stupid to listen to Hallmark to tell you when to go on a date with your loved ones. Anyways, we went to dinner at this kitchy little "Mexican" place called El Vez. Dinner was delicious and the margaritas were actually really tasty. We then went to take in Avenue Q, the Broadway show that is here in Philly for a week or two. It was fantastic! If you haven't seen it, it's the story of Princeton, a recent college graduate. He's trying to find his "purpose" in life and he moves into an apartment on Ave Q, meets a lot of great friends and falls in love in the process. However, Princeton is a puppet! Which is great. The whole show is kinda a throwback to Sesame Street when we were kids, and included great catchy tunes such as "The Internet is for Porn", "It Sucks to Be Me", "Everyone's a Little Bit Racist", "If You Were Gay" and "My Girlfriend, Who Lives in Canada". Its really a classic show and I highly recommend it!
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