Monday, November 28, 2005
Evil Personified, coming in next month's Vogue!
I find it strange that every time the news media report on the Saddam Hussein trial, they also give a detailed account of what he was wearing at the time.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Fair Warning
So with the holidays, I've seen so many spots focusing on St. Jude's. Now, don't get me wrong, I am certainly not complaining. I think St. Jude's does incredible work and also think that it's important to spotlight such things, especially during the holidays where the main focus, while probably unintentional, tends to focus on materialism and decadence. But I digress.
The only problem with these spots is that they make me tear up. Or downright cry. But one of the two ALWAYS happens. I can't watch them - even the one with the actors reading the words of parents - without getting a little weepy. And it appears that these spots are going to continue for the rest of holiday season. So this is just a heads up to let anyone who might come into contact with me: I will probably be an emotional wreck by the end of December.
But if you have no idea what I'm talking about, you should check out the work they do - I'm okay with giving into the weepiness if it's a worthy cause.
The only problem with these spots is that they make me tear up. Or downright cry. But one of the two ALWAYS happens. I can't watch them - even the one with the actors reading the words of parents - without getting a little weepy. And it appears that these spots are going to continue for the rest of holiday season. So this is just a heads up to let anyone who might come into contact with me: I will probably be an emotional wreck by the end of December.
But if you have no idea what I'm talking about, you should check out the work they do - I'm okay with giving into the weepiness if it's a worthy cause.
Monday, November 21, 2005
Why...
do people clap at the end of movies? It's not like the actors are there to hear you, or take a bow or anything.
do people feel the need to say things like "oh, that song is about..."? The whole point of music is that you get to interpret it for yourself.
do I always wonder when I'm singing along to music (with my headphones on) in my car, "This would sound pretty terrible if my phone accidentally dialed someone and they heard me singing this rocker song a capella right about now..."? Like that would ever really happen.
do people feel the need to say things like "oh, that song is about..."? The whole point of music is that you get to interpret it for yourself.
do I always wonder when I'm singing along to music (with my headphones on) in my car, "This would sound pretty terrible if my phone accidentally dialed someone and they heard me singing this rocker song a capella right about now..."? Like that would ever really happen.
A Review
Oh, and the new Harry Potter movie is fantastic. You should go see it. I think Gina and I are going again today, it was THAT GOOD.
Hey guys, I know it's been awhile.
The other night E and Gina and I went to this WEIRD dance thing. Now, I would like to believe that with a fairly extensive arts background, that I could appreciate just about any form of dance. But this thing was strange. And I kept thinking, am I missing something? Are these people around me just more intellectual and in touch than I am, and for some reason does this relate to them and not to me? But no, I think they were all just faking it for the sake of being trendy. The dance troupe had gotten good reviews from other people (who I also think were faking it) and no one wants to appear stupid - I mean The Washington Post liked it, so we should too!
The "dancing" mostly consisted of strange posing to odd noises...some of which were music, others were spoken word, others involved some loud and rather grating ululating woman. There was a beautiful violin solo, but the dancer didn't really do anything with the music. And the most frustrating thing was the fact that the dancers looked like they could do incredible things if they wanted to - they were muscled beyond belief, not an ounce of fat. So I was hoping for BIG JUMP! and all I got was weird pose after weird pose, and oh wait, that was an awkward pose. Something to change it up I guess.
But the good news: I only spent $15 for the ticket. And I got a night at the Kennedy Center and dinner in the Terrace Cafe with two friends. Totally worth it.
Oh, and as a side note, one of the dancers had in her bio that her hobbies were minimalism and existentialism. Doesn't she sound like a barrel of laughs?!
The other night E and Gina and I went to this WEIRD dance thing. Now, I would like to believe that with a fairly extensive arts background, that I could appreciate just about any form of dance. But this thing was strange. And I kept thinking, am I missing something? Are these people around me just more intellectual and in touch than I am, and for some reason does this relate to them and not to me? But no, I think they were all just faking it for the sake of being trendy. The dance troupe had gotten good reviews from other people (who I also think were faking it) and no one wants to appear stupid - I mean The Washington Post liked it, so we should too!
The "dancing" mostly consisted of strange posing to odd noises...some of which were music, others were spoken word, others involved some loud and rather grating ululating woman. There was a beautiful violin solo, but the dancer didn't really do anything with the music. And the most frustrating thing was the fact that the dancers looked like they could do incredible things if they wanted to - they were muscled beyond belief, not an ounce of fat. So I was hoping for BIG JUMP! and all I got was weird pose after weird pose, and oh wait, that was an awkward pose. Something to change it up I guess.
But the good news: I only spent $15 for the ticket. And I got a night at the Kennedy Center and dinner in the Terrace Cafe with two friends. Totally worth it.
Oh, and as a side note, one of the dancers had in her bio that her hobbies were minimalism and existentialism. Doesn't she sound like a barrel of laughs?!
Monday, November 14, 2005
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
I'm sorry, people that are making the new Pride and Prejudice movie, but I just don't approve.
No matter who you cast (and as an aside, why did you choose Keira Knightley?) no one will ever be as hot as Colin Firth as Mr. Darcy. No one. You might as well stop now.
No matter who you cast (and as an aside, why did you choose Keira Knightley?) no one will ever be as hot as Colin Firth as Mr. Darcy. No one. You might as well stop now.
Monday, November 07, 2005
Perhaps there is just a cold dark hole where my heart should be
But I didn't find the dramatic scene in Desperate Housewives at all sad last night. (In case you missed it: lady runs into street wearing wedding dress and begs boyfriend not to leave her, he drives off leaving her screeching in the middle of the road). Actually, I'm not the least bit sympathetic to her - she lied like crazy and this are the consequences. I know how I was supposed to be reacting, but not so much. Good try writers, but this one didn't even hook me a little bit.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
