tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15302459411457935352011-04-21T11:36:48.074-07:00It's not your mother's blog. But if it were she'd be f'ing brilliant.The $@bshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18431442769762451953noreply@blogger.comBlogger401100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1530245941145793535.post-27190374849911176782009-01-27T07:35:00.000-08:002009-01-27T07:54:16.891-08:00

I was excited to read today that Barbie is turning 50. Over the course of the year, Barbie's birthday will be celebrated through a host of "pink carpet" events that aim to get the doll back on track as an aspirational fashion brand with cultural relevance, said Richard Dickson, gm and svp, Barbie. Brands such as Bloomingdale's, colette, Stila, Dylan's Candy Bar, Jonathan Adler and 50 fashion

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I've been parked in front of the TV all morning. First I watched Maury and now I'm watching Jerry Springer. There used to be a time when watching such shows made me feel extremely uneasy. I must have been a different person back then because now I simply revel in them.Wondering how long the Jerry Springer show has been running, I was interested to find out that the program debuted on September

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This week I read that Obama plans to do away with the military's "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" decades-old ban on open homosexuals in the ranks . Personally, I don't know why anyone would want to be open about that in the military.Immediately I had images of gay sailors (gailors?) tossing up their hats in Mary Tyler Moore fashion and cheering, "I'm gay!" only to be instantly rained upon with blows from

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Thanks to all the readers who suggested I try Pandora instead of iTunes. I actually already had a Pandora account, but abandoned it for some reason. I was reminded when I went back to it and just found that it kept coming up with songs and artists I didn't like and prevented me from skipping them. I'm back on iTunes again, FYI, and recommend Carstairs Kitchen Radio under Jazz.Daily Nooz: Ad

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CaloRemorse - n., the inevitable regret of having eaten something calorically catastrophic, i.e McDonald's, CinnabonCreating this amazing new word resulted in what urban dictionary would refer to as a neologasm: the pleasurable feeling from having coined a new word. Combination of neologism and orgasm.$@bs

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So one of my new year's resolutions is to revolt against the Season Affective Disorder with which I've been self diagnosed. Every winter I have the urge to stage my own death and move to Spain. I've never even been to Spain, so I'm not entirely sure why I've decided I'd be happier there. It's not like they don't have winter.One particular concerning side effect is my craving for sweets and

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So my DirectTV appointment was a complete bust. First of all, the guy was the definition of unprofessional. He kept asking me questions like was I married, did I have kids, what did I do for a living. He made a racial comment about having thought I was going to be a gringa before he met me. Now I'm at least half white but the term gringa is not at all flattering in my opinion. I asked him if

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I've been waiting for this day for so long. Today is the day I get DirectTV installed. In the last 2 and a half years, I had cable but for a few months. I canceled it once it was apparent that I was turning into a right reality TV extra-whordinare. I couldn't stop watching Rock of Love on the off chance they revealed that Brett Michaels was, in fact, wearing a wig.I mean come on, he's always

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At first I kind of had a problem admitting it. I think I'm past the that stage now and can honestly own that I've somehow developed a serious addiction to Twitter. I can't stop reading tweets, articles pertaining to the medium and theories on how it will evolve.Most people are trying to promote some kind of product or service. Some want to be considered thought leaders in the space or drive

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Watching the news last night, there was a segment about the new issue of Spider Man featuring 'Bamsies. Way to fly off the inaugural coattails, Marvel!The view of Midtown Comics recalled memories of Disney World as the line wrapped out the door and down the block and people waited in the cold for a copy of the issue when it went on sale yesterday.I was avidly envisioning Spider Man taking on

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This week Burger King started a new campaign called the Whopper Sacrifice campaign. Basically you'd get a free whopper any time you "sacrificed" 10 of your Facebook friends.I thought it was hysterical and noted on one Linked In Group chat that the sacrificial lambs should receive a message accordingly.Apparently BK had the same idea! The campaign was suspended later on today. Visitors were

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I've spent the last couple of weeks being completely consumed by Facebook, Twitter, Linked-In and the rest of the time blogging.I'm not the only one feeling the brain drain from such tools as Twitter. Others are discussing the need to step away and smell the eRoses, like in this article, "How Much Twitter is Too Much".Now, I understand how all of these social media outlets work together in

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Don't get me wrong - I completely understand that having a black president is a US first and history has just been written... blah, blah, blah. Personally, I would have been a lot more impressed if Obama was a descendant of slaves; now that would have been a lot more worth considering.I just don't think there's going to be as much change around here as everybody seems to think there will be. I

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T minus 9 days until I'm left to my lonesome.Desperately trying to fill my social calendar with events and activities so as to keep myself entertained.If you're interested in getting in the on the action, drop me a line, send me a comment, throw a brick through my window and scream "Die, Bitch." ... Where's the love?!?Starting to feel a little bit like Happy Harry Hard-on... Eat Me, Beat Me Lady

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I am so addicted to streaming radio on iTunes.I'm particularly hooked on music of the 50s through 70s.Last month I couldn't stop listening to Jazz of the 30s and 40s (thank you, Edith Piaf).I've been keeping a running log of all the songs I don't know and the artists who wrote them.Now I've started a master game of name that tune against myself and boy am I winning (fine, and losing).Most people

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So I finally gave in and joined facebook. The first half hour was interesting, as the automated system generated a bunch of people I actually knew: some I added as friends, others I did not.In the extremely short time I've been on, it's already started creating problems. Was chatting with someone I haven't spoken to in every bit of, oh, say 10 years at least. Boy, was he ever still a cocky prick

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After an overwhelming response (fine, 6 votes), the results are in and it looks as though I'll be creating a facebook account (the agony of defeat)!There was only one vote of 'no' and it was mine - drats, foiled again!$@bs

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Right now I'm making English Muffin pizzas, which I have not had in some time and which I also extremely enjoy. Now that's comfort food.Lately I cannot eat enough carbs or dairy; I've exceeded my own expectations in terms of how to concoct this ultimate combination.I also made chicken parm with angel hair and ate it with warm Italian bread for lunch yesterday and dinner the night before.I just

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SO happy the holidays are oves at last!!!Though it did mean I would have to show up for work - I spent the entire two weeks of my vacation dreading it.Nevertheless, I'm also doubly glad that 2008 is no more - lots of hope for the new year.My new year's eve was reminiscent of Y2K; a lot of hype over a very anticlimactic event.Was taking a look at my goals from last year - my progress has been

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Relieved that of my friends decided to have a New Years' Eve party in his apartment. I couldn't figure out what I was going to do with myself.New Year's Eve reminds me of the movie Vacation with Chevey Chase; it's a quest for fun.I didn't feel like spending a lot of money on a restaurant that night. I also had the option of schlepping to Bloomfield, which wasn't appealing to me. My final thought

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The holidays tend to make people a little bit more on edge and I have been no exception; Christmas came and went. Despite my merry caroling, my holiday was less jolly than I anticipated; mostly because I didn't get what I wanted. It's not a good thing to have expectations.To my defense, Santa led me to believe that I deserved what I asked for and that it was forthcoming, but then later let me

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Got trashed last night... even shook my ass a bit. It was great.I always feel especially accomplished on the nights I am able to go out and get drunk; mostly because usually I'm home watching movies on my laptop with a cat under each arm; not that that's a bad thing.Last night I went to Fashion Forty, a bar an old friend of mine co-owns.I wasn't there to see him though in the past I used to

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So I've been less than pleasant of late considering my extreme dissatisfaction with my position.In case you haven't noticed, I've been marinating in it for days (as shown here). The chicken represents me and the sauce represents my irritation.I was talking to my mother yesterday and she told me to check out www.tapping.com.I'll admit, once I heard that mantras were involved, I was completely

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I wish I could say I have PMS today and that's why I feel so cunty.Blame it on my bad crab cake sandwich; the days I don't enjoy my lunch are horrible days indeed. Why does a bad lunch seem to always ruin a perfectly good day?I have officially had it with my job - I just don't care anymore and there's no point in trying since it's kind of a joke.For the most part, the people have either they have

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I'm starving as all bloody hell and I lack the motivation to venture into my kitchen.There are things about that can be grabbed: dates, toast and yogurt to name a few.I am just slacking because the Simpson's is on in four minutes.I suddenly seem to be trying to push my own cyber envelope of late.That happens when I have too much time on my hands and start reading too many trade blogs.Yesterday

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I have barely used any of my vacation, which, when I found out, explained so much.Anywho ( I really hate people who use the word anywho), I'm hoping to go away since I realized I'm about to have two full weeks off. I can't even remember the last time I had so much time off.I'm also hoping to go to Europe in Feb. After I broke up with one angry Nigerian, he described me as a girl from The Jerse

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Been singing a lot late with my hot new holiday acapella trio: Three Ladies Singing.You can check us out at myspace.com/threeladiessinging This is a project I'm extremely proud of and very excited that it seems to be going so well so far.We have already gotten hired for an event which was my goal behind my promotion calendar.I'm ecstatic that this is going so well!$@bs

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I've been thinking that I actually have a lot to be thankful for this year.For one thing, my face is almost completely healed and I almost have full feeling back andalmost no scarring.Now for the cheese: I am also really thankful that I have someone so special in my life. It's kind of disgusting to say it out loud, but there, I've said it.Accountability is such a rare and cherished quality for

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The dreaded conference is over.It went very well thanks to no one but myself.Needless to say, time to keep it moving.More later...$@bs

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My face is well on the mend, thanks for asking.Who else is guilty of letting your job completely takeover your life?I have not been good about blogging, and I have the National Nano Engineering Conference 2008 to thank for that. What's that? Never heard of the NNEC, you say? Well allow me to elaborate:The National Nano Engineering Conference 2008 (NNEC) is the premier event focused on current and

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A good start.But seriously folks, I've been considering suing the city for what happened to my face.I know, gorgeous aren't I? Luckily I only looked like that for a week. I'm pretty much back to normal, except now I look like I had a fight with a tanning lamp and it won.Back to finding a lawyer, I called up The Cochrane Firm. I got there a little early since I am perpetually on time. They saw me

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I got completely laid out while biking. I hit a pot hole and flipped over my handle bars; bruised my face something awful - multiple fractures (but no breaks, amazingly enough).Now I just look like a burn vicitm, with sections of fleshy pink stripes across my face. Somehow my iPod, helmet, and bicycle made it through unharmed; not the bell that was on my bike, however.My acumen is less than

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What I'm describing in the title of this blog is my left index finger.About a week ago I was making home fries in my cast iron skillet. One of my girlfriends accidentally set fire to one of two hot towels I own and the one hot towel was not adequate for my needs.The burn left from the scorching first formed into a water filled blister. Now it looks as though some type of rat, or other rodent, has

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I like to think of myself as a good person. Deep down I know how horrible I really am, actually I think most of my friends do too, but for some reason they keep calling me back. So any time I have the chance to do something nice for someone I care about, I try to do it.This being said, I've been letting my cousin crash on my couch for the past couple of weeks. I had no idea how difficult this

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This weekend I hung out with my little sister; though not my actual little sister, who is still not speaking with me because she's somehow convinced herself that I attempted to sabotage the financing of back surgery she's recently had (this is a very long and stupid story which still pisses me off when I think about it so I'm not going to).This would be my little sister as part of the Big Sister/

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I think i might be one of the hairier, smellier girls around. When I was in college I neither wore deodorant nor shaved, AND I had a boyfriend it you can believe it! Not shaving was my way of not "playing the game".Anytime some white baseball capped frat boy dude-bro even looked my way all I had to do was merely raise an arm and all I'd see in his place was a puff of smoke. I would smile wryly.

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I think I mentioned that I work in Times Square right now. I spend most of my lunch hour just trying to get down the street and dodge the annoying tourists who habitually walk in a zig zag much slower than you'd think a person was able to walk unless old or physically challenged.I remember the good old days when Times Square was nothing but crack heads, hookers and peep shows. Is nothing sacred

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I just got my hair cut this week. I hate getting it trimmed since I've been trying to grow it out for years. Basically, after I moved to Amherst for one intolerable semester at UMASS, I finally decided to cut my hair extremely short, which I had always wanted to do but never had the balls to disobey my father's wish of Lady Godiva length locks. I've been trying to grow it back ever since (talk

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Like an asshole I missed my stop on the train tonight because I was too distracted by a game of brick breaker on the new crackberry my company bought me. I was also supposed to go to the gym and flaked on myself.Why is it I'm so good at keeping my word to other people, but so disappointing when it comes to keeping my word to myself? I should stop making promises to myself or I'm going to stop

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I watch the world flocking to original content written by a bunch of half-wit perfect f'ing nobodys: suddenly everbody's an expert.Then there's me with my genius brain (of which I'm still only using half). I figured I better start getting in on the action and what might be a veritable goldmine of intellectual property.I've been thinking about what makes for interesting blogging that will draw

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