Tuesday, August 30, 2005
The Great Lake Provokes Intriguing Questions
As I was walking around in Edgewater Park last night after work, I was asked the following question: "What do you have that Emily Dickinson doesn't?" This may be the best question anyone has ever asked me. I still don't have an answer. I might have to do a little more research on that one, but I can think of a few key things offhand.
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Weekend Recap
The weekend flew by so fast. I got to spend Friday night with some incredible people at the Old Angle. I never wanted the night to end. Fortunately it lasted into the morning hours leaving me with some incredible memories.
I had to work Saturday morning, which left me tired in combination from the night before so it was a pretty early night. A housewarming party for two of my best friends capped off an incredible day where I fell asleep on my couch listening to Alix Olson by 11:30.
Sunday I got to partake in one of my new favorite adventures: Sharing my weekend adventures with Mindy at Talkies, a cinematic coffee shop in Ohio City. I am addicted to her laptop with WiFi so we chat and get on-line and chat some more. Because I didn’t get to see her this weekend, we had some great stories to share. We add a whole new element to the term “coffee talk” and I feel bad for the people around us who have to sit through our constant laughter. The afternoon brought a trip out to Camp Lieberth where I was joined by a first-timer to the compound. You haven’t paddle-boated until you have paddle-boated with a dog at the helm.
After paddle-boating, I got down to business as my dad and I went over our fantasy football draft. I am sure thirty years ago when my dad first held his princess, he probably never envisioned us strategizing over running backs and quarterbacks, preparing for our live draft next Tuesday night. My mom is so proud. Ahem.
I had to work Saturday morning, which left me tired in combination from the night before so it was a pretty early night. A housewarming party for two of my best friends capped off an incredible day where I fell asleep on my couch listening to Alix Olson by 11:30.
Sunday I got to partake in one of my new favorite adventures: Sharing my weekend adventures with Mindy at Talkies, a cinematic coffee shop in Ohio City. I am addicted to her laptop with WiFi so we chat and get on-line and chat some more. Because I didn’t get to see her this weekend, we had some great stories to share. We add a whole new element to the term “coffee talk” and I feel bad for the people around us who have to sit through our constant laughter. The afternoon brought a trip out to Camp Lieberth where I was joined by a first-timer to the compound. You haven’t paddle-boated until you have paddle-boated with a dog at the helm.
After paddle-boating, I got down to business as my dad and I went over our fantasy football draft. I am sure thirty years ago when my dad first held his princess, he probably never envisioned us strategizing over running backs and quarterbacks, preparing for our live draft next Tuesday night. My mom is so proud. Ahem.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
And She Wasn't Even Wearing All Black
I had someone walk into my office to say they needed to get a form and they went "on the line" to get get it, but they didn't have access. For those of you keeping score at home, when she said "on the line" she meant on-line. Though in my mind I made it analagous to Johnny Cash singing "Walk the Line." It was much more interesting that way.
The Apocalypse
Last night I turned off Monday Night Football and picked up a book. Okay, okay, so it is only the pre-season, but still this kind of stuff doesn't happen everyday, so mark the date. By the way, David Sedaris is a genius. I could read his stuff all night and that is exactly what I did!
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Finally!
After all the money I have spent at my favorite watering hole, The Old Angle, my money will finally be going to something worthwhile there. This Wednesday The Summer Restaurant Tour will be coming to the Old Angle and forty percent of everyone's bill will be going to The Center. Please join me and my friends as we drink and eat in honor of a place that gives so much to the city of Cleveland.
Saturday, August 20, 2005
I Am Alive
For those of you who have called and e-mailed, I am alive. Actually I feel more alive than I have in a long time. I turned my television off last week and haven't really turned it back on since. My life is currently better than anything I could see on the big screen. As a matter of fact my life currently feels like a movie. I am measuring time by frames per second instead hours and days.
The cast of characters in my life has supplied enough comedy (and a little bit of drama) to last a lifetime. Because of my PG-13 blog, I can not share many of those moments, but know I would love to write down everything Tim said to me the other night because he is just that funny.
The setting for this movie has had me all over Cleveland the past couple weeks. Nights spent out in Ohio City, Lakewood, Tremont, the Feast and downtown at work have made me so thankful to be back in the city after my hiatus in the suburbs.
The one thing I am enjoying the most right now is the soundtrack to my life. I have been without a true stereo for over a year, so last Sunday I broke down and got a new one. Over the last week I have listened to every cd I own. My solo dance parties have included the likes of Ani, Ember Swift, Tori Amos, Sinead, Bitch and Animal, Melissa Ferrick, G. Love, The Deftones, Missy Elliott, Alix Olson, Le Tigre, Belly and many more. I had no idea how much I missed my music.
Your heroine even loves working again. I finally have a job that keeps my attention. The people I help on a daily basis are some of the most interesting supporting characters I have ever met. It is such an amazing change compared to my last position. As you can tell from my lack of blogging, I never get a chance to get on the internet for personal reasons anymore. (Whereas I used to spend more than half my time on-line at my old position.) I thought I would miss it, but I don't.
Don’t get me wrong, I will definitely turn my tv back on tomorrow for the series finale of Six Feet Under. I feel like I am actually going to be losing a part of me as I watch the show come to an end. However, my life without television and the internet is much more exciting. I have finally tuned into myself.
Also, I learned a very important lesson last week. Don't ever play softball without a mitt!
The cast of characters in my life has supplied enough comedy (and a little bit of drama) to last a lifetime. Because of my PG-13 blog, I can not share many of those moments, but know I would love to write down everything Tim said to me the other night because he is just that funny.
The setting for this movie has had me all over Cleveland the past couple weeks. Nights spent out in Ohio City, Lakewood, Tremont, the Feast and downtown at work have made me so thankful to be back in the city after my hiatus in the suburbs.
The one thing I am enjoying the most right now is the soundtrack to my life. I have been without a true stereo for over a year, so last Sunday I broke down and got a new one. Over the last week I have listened to every cd I own. My solo dance parties have included the likes of Ani, Ember Swift, Tori Amos, Sinead, Bitch and Animal, Melissa Ferrick, G. Love, The Deftones, Missy Elliott, Alix Olson, Le Tigre, Belly and many more. I had no idea how much I missed my music.
Your heroine even loves working again. I finally have a job that keeps my attention. The people I help on a daily basis are some of the most interesting supporting characters I have ever met. It is such an amazing change compared to my last position. As you can tell from my lack of blogging, I never get a chance to get on the internet for personal reasons anymore. (Whereas I used to spend more than half my time on-line at my old position.) I thought I would miss it, but I don't.
Don’t get me wrong, I will definitely turn my tv back on tomorrow for the series finale of Six Feet Under. I feel like I am actually going to be losing a part of me as I watch the show come to an end. However, my life without television and the internet is much more exciting. I have finally tuned into myself.
Also, I learned a very important lesson last week. Don't ever play softball without a mitt!
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Weekend Recap
Baby Showers: Not my forte. Three hours of baby gifts is not how I ever want to spend a Saturday in August again.
Le Tigre: I could watch them perform every night and never get tired. Imagine Divo and Bananarama having musically gifted punk daughters.
Camp Lieberth: Always a Sunday afternoon pleasure. The past two Sundays have been spent sitting on my parents dock reading trashy magazines and navigating through the lake on a Styrofoam noodle.
One more interesting thing to note from the weekend: I have a borderline stalker who works at Heinens. Every time my friend and I go in there, she follows us around the store and acts like she is working when clearly she does not work in every department of the store at the same time. She runs from the deli, to the freezer section and then up to the cash registers and opens her register just for us. I know she has a million things she wants to say considering she couldn’t wait to tell me how much she loves Angelina Jolie in an awkward 19-year-old girl kinda way. I am probably the first person she has ever seen in there she felt like she could relate to. There aren’t a whole lot of women who look like me, especially on Sunday when I was sporting a faux hawk, shopping in the Heinens of Aurora right next to the Barrington Golf Community. I do feel for her. I hope she is able to find somebody to stalk after I leave--just like I had to do when I was her age growing up in the suburbs on the east side, following around women who looked like I do now thinking they could somehow lead me to the Promise Land.
Le Tigre: I could watch them perform every night and never get tired. Imagine Divo and Bananarama having musically gifted punk daughters.
Camp Lieberth: Always a Sunday afternoon pleasure. The past two Sundays have been spent sitting on my parents dock reading trashy magazines and navigating through the lake on a Styrofoam noodle.
One more interesting thing to note from the weekend: I have a borderline stalker who works at Heinens. Every time my friend and I go in there, she follows us around the store and acts like she is working when clearly she does not work in every department of the store at the same time. She runs from the deli, to the freezer section and then up to the cash registers and opens her register just for us. I know she has a million things she wants to say considering she couldn’t wait to tell me how much she loves Angelina Jolie in an awkward 19-year-old girl kinda way. I am probably the first person she has ever seen in there she felt like she could relate to. There aren’t a whole lot of women who look like me, especially on Sunday when I was sporting a faux hawk, shopping in the Heinens of Aurora right next to the Barrington Golf Community. I do feel for her. I hope she is able to find somebody to stalk after I leave--just like I had to do when I was her age growing up in the suburbs on the east side, following around women who looked like I do now thinking they could somehow lead me to the Promise Land.
Friday, August 05, 2005
TGIF Part Three
Three weeks are now in the books at the new position. I wish I had a little more to show for it, but I am getting there. The big progression this week included: REVERSE SHADOWING. Day by day they are giving me a little more power, though still supervised power.
Looking ahead to the weekend: I am so excited to see some friends from college I haven't seen in years on Saturday afternoon and then Saturday night will be all about Le Tigre. I can not see this band enough. I am so excited! I will really enjoy the paradox of a baby shower and radical lesbian musicians rocking Peabodys.
Looking ahead to the weekend: I am so excited to see some friends from college I haven't seen in years on Saturday afternoon and then Saturday night will be all about Le Tigre. I can not see this band enough. I am so excited! I will really enjoy the paradox of a baby shower and radical lesbian musicians rocking Peabodys.
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Life In The Burbs
Life in the suburbs is something I am trying to get used to. Thankfully I only have to do it for two more weeks. After last night I am afraid I am becoming too acclimated to my new lifestyle. As a testament to this, I can only share my adventures after leaving work yesterday in the big city.
On my way home I sat through rush hour traffic for the first time in two years. I forgot the frustrations encountered on both 77 South and 480 East on a daily basis. Once I was home, I spent a half hour watering plants I wouldn’t even be able to name. After playing with the dog, I was off to Babies R Us. Let me say that last part one more time: I was off to Babies R Us.
My best friend from college is having a baby shower this Saturday and I decided to torture myself by trying to find things on her registry. What a daunting task. We gave up on the registry after finding one thing and went our own route with the gift. I figure any baby gift will be great as long as you throw in a bottle of wine which I plan to do. After going through a baby registry, there is only way place to eat: Ruby Tuesdays. (As you may remember, in there it is always Tuesday.) A typical suburban entrée featuring sirloin and the salad bar ensued.
Once home, the dog was walked and I was in bed right around 10:30. Living out there wears me out. It is like a job. I have to get up an hour earlier and then fight the traffic into the city only to have to fight it on the way home as well, only to get home to chores I couldn’t imagine having in the OC. I sure do miss my city lifestyle.
On my way home I sat through rush hour traffic for the first time in two years. I forgot the frustrations encountered on both 77 South and 480 East on a daily basis. Once I was home, I spent a half hour watering plants I wouldn’t even be able to name. After playing with the dog, I was off to Babies R Us. Let me say that last part one more time: I was off to Babies R Us.
My best friend from college is having a baby shower this Saturday and I decided to torture myself by trying to find things on her registry. What a daunting task. We gave up on the registry after finding one thing and went our own route with the gift. I figure any baby gift will be great as long as you throw in a bottle of wine which I plan to do. After going through a baby registry, there is only way place to eat: Ruby Tuesdays. (As you may remember, in there it is always Tuesday.) A typical suburban entrée featuring sirloin and the salad bar ensued.
Once home, the dog was walked and I was in bed right around 10:30. Living out there wears me out. It is like a job. I have to get up an hour earlier and then fight the traffic into the city only to have to fight it on the way home as well, only to get home to chores I couldn’t imagine having in the OC. I sure do miss my city lifestyle.
Monday, August 01, 2005
How To Make Me Laugh Out Loud
Call me on a Sunday morning and when I don't answer, leave a message that says: "Oh you must be at church."
Six Feet Under
I don’t know if I am going to be able to make it through the last couple episodes. Last night was a little bit of a tear jerker. To one of my favorite television characters of all time, rest in peace.
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