i'm your booth bitch

carrie bradshaw has been mentioned in this blog before. yes, i love sjp, and yes i hate that i love carrie bradshaw. my annoyance can be summed up in how she very effectively screwed over aidan shaw in every possible way. i love aidan, and if you ask me she totes chose the wrong guy. it was only until recently, when i was watching a few of my favorite satc episodes that i realized something. i have met my aidan shaw. no he doesn't design furniture, and no he doesn't own a dog named pete. but he does love me. he is committed to me. he cooks for me, he is patient with me, he makes a conscious effort every day to be a better man. and most importantly, he is kind. he is my aidan with a (hopefully) happy ending. so cheers to him. <3

"maybe there are no right moments, right guys, right answers. maybe you just have to say what's in your heart." - carrie bradshaw

el fin de LOST

If you and I have had at least a 10 minute conversation you know a few things about me. You know that I laugh really loud. You know that I have no control over my facial expressions. You can tell that I do not live in the city to which I was born. And you know that I really really really love television. It can be argued that I become too involved in the shows that I enjoy; but I will only admit that is true when it comes to LOST. From the second I saw the first episode I was a fan. I realized that all the hoop-la surrounding LOST was because it is in a word, awesome.  I remember leaving alumni weekend to finish watching season 1. I would be at Highlawn, 2 pitchers into the night, squaring off with someone who "swore" the numbers had to do with the coordinates of the island. I would pay close attention in my Philosophy classes when the names "Hume," "Locke," or "Rousseau" were used. When moving to Chicago one of the first questions I would ask a potential friend would be "You watch LOST?" After going on my first date with Pat, I remember thinking "But he doesn't watch LOST...."


And so after 6 season, I bid farewell to a television show that really asked the question, "How much faith do you have?" And while I don't know if I would necessarily sign up to protect a light that kept the world spinning, or what my reaction would be if I saw a cloud of black smoke kill people.  I haven't quite figured out if we live by our own free will, or if our destinies have been decided for us. But I do thank the creators of LOST for giving us all a little something more to believe in.

"why do you find it so hard to believe?" -  locke
"why do you find it so easy?" - jack
"IT'S NEVER BEEN EASY." - locke

i hold these truths

There are certain things I believe in: Margaritas. Capitalism. The color black. And the fact that Zooey Deschanel is the coolest broad around.

That's right. Zooey Deschanel with her cute style, her sweet voice, her big ol eyes, and her quirky manner has proven herself to rightly sit on the top of my list. And by the way,  9 out of the 10 outfits she wears in the new cotton commercial, I would rip off her body to have as my own.

 "I woke up one morning and I just knew"

 "Knew what?"

 "What I was never sure of with you."

-(500) Days of Summer

it's in the number 4

I watched this week's Monday night game with mixed feelings. I LOVE rivalries and I love drama so this was right up by ally. But as a football fan I can't imagine how horrible that game was for Packer fans. And the reason I can't imagine that is because as a Washington Redskins fan I have not had the opportunity to enjoy a winning season since I was five. That's right, I was learning how to spell "Anna" when the Skins went to their last Super Bowl. I was singing "ABC, 123" the last time "Hail to the Redskins" was sung proudly through out the District and its surrounding areas.

So Green Bay I don't think its thaaaaaaat big of a deal that Favre went to Minnesota. Because the entire time you were winning, I was watching the Redskins miss extra points and lose to the Arizona Cardinals when they were the laughing stock of the NFL. Or have the living shit beat out of us by Dallas, at home, on Thanksgiving Day.

I actually think you should thank him for giving you 16 amazing seasons of football. 16 seasons of always knowing you've got a chance to go to the playoffs. 16 seasons of him running around with that infamous pointer finger held high and that darling grin from ear to ear as he threw yet another touchdown pass. And as the man who created his own legacy he has earned the right to finish his career in whatever city he wants. I completely understand his sense of entitlement and as fans who own part of the team I would think you'd understand his desire for a bigger piece of the pie.

And if the pain is too unbearable for you, think about Heath Shuler, Gus Ferrot, Michael Westbrook (perhaps you remember him beating the shit out of Stephen Davis, at practice), or my favorite quarterback of all time, Jason Campbell. Because while Brett Favre was being named Sportsman of the Year, gracing the cover of Sports Illustrated, and bringing you back Super Bowl rings these gentleman were brought to D.C. and then (sometimes not so) quietly asked to leave. As in: "Get the fuck out, you have officially disgraced the game of football and we paid you 17 million dollars to do so." And to top it all off, we're STILL STUCK WITH DAN SNYDER.

Green Bay I don't feel bad for you. Mostly because I find Brett Favre charming and I love watching him play. But also because things could always be worse. You could be a Colts fan circa 1983.

meredith grey is my homegirl

"Maybe we aren't supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes to simply be human. Maybe we are thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we are thankful for the things we will never know. At the end of the day the fact that we still have courage to keep standing is reason enough to celebrate. "
-grey's anatomy, season 2

all's fair in hollywood

i love celebrities. i love everything about them. i love how serious they take themselves, i love how they find the time to sit in a room a few times a year and applaud each other for doing absolutely nothing while the clothes on their back could feed a small country. i appreciate their consitent smug attitude and their belief that yes, they are better than absolutely everyone. i love that they just have to memorize some words, and magically they also posess the authority to tell me who to vote for, what kind of water to drink, car to buy, clothes to wear. i dig it. what i don't dig, is being lied to. in addition to memorizing those words, your job is to be attractive. i support you and in turn, your job is to be beautiful and look great at all times. it's all i ask of you. but i can't quite decide if the following people hold up their end of the bargain:

kate moss. you are famous because you are "pretty" but um, are you? i don't know if it's the yurman or the fact that you're in black and white; whatever david has you doing you look FANTASTIC in those ads. but then i see you on vacay in the french riveria and you look like a cross between something that crawled out of a london sewer and that little goblin in lord of the rings; so which one is it?

ellen pompeo. you snagged one of the sexiest men alive and even managed to hold onto him after he found out you called him "mcdreamy" (lame) you have great hair and nice features, but 9 times out of 10 you remind me of a cat that just ate something sour. pull your face together.

julia roberts. you have three kids and all of a sudden it's ok to show up to whole foods with banana on your "life is good" shirt, ketchup on your jorts, and two different birkenstock clogs?? you need to go home, put in "pretty woman" and then take a long look in the mirror.

renne zellweger. you are dating bradley cooper, you are blond, you have fantastic style, and you were able to rebound after one of those lame ass getting married to someone you've known for 3 months on the beach sort of thing. all signs point to yes, you are attractive. but the above photograph tells a different story my dear.

miley cyrus. you're just not. sorry.

girl can't help it

i worship at the altar of coco chanel

"fashion passes, style remains.."

paperclip nose

my favorite songs by the recently departed, king of pop

1. the way you make me feel
2. smooth criminal
3. black or white
4. don't stop til you get enough
5. billie jean

1958-2009

this is not GOOP

My very dear friend India and I receive Gwyneth Paltrow's "GOOP" once a week. We immediately discuss our take on the not-so-valuable and/or practical advice Gwyn gives us. So I have decided to dispense a few Anna Lewis tips:

1. If you see a black dress that you kind of like, buy it. GOOP would tell you that it's easy to come across a LBD when you are bff with Valentino. But it's also easy to find one when you have the ability to walk into a JCREW, H&M or Banana Republic.

2. I am sure life is really easy when you have a personal chef. Life is also easy when you live a block away from Trader Joe's. The two things that should be in every kitchen: turkey meatballs and thai red curry sauce. Both under $4, both delicious. ahhh sank you.

3. I hate high heels but boy I would love a pair of Louboutins. Maybe in another life. Instead I will feel better knowing that I bought a pair, and gave a pair.

4. How do you do Europe on less than $100 a day? You use your parents Marriott Points. Thanks again to the O'Brien and Velleco families!

5. Invest in a good hair cut. A wise woman once said "It's the one thing you wear everyday."

6. I don't have children, nor do I want any in the foreseeable future. But here's how you entertain them: television. And if you're one of those people that don't want your kids watching television, well first off, I hate you. Second, give them anything with buttons they can push. An old telephone, a calculator, a remote control, they will be entertained for at least an hour. So go make yourself a cocktail and watch Oprah.

7. If you want to lose weight, put the beer down, get rid of your car, and buy a bike.

"i want to remember us just as we are now"

i hate the fact that brad pitt has decided that he and i are enemies. it was with a heavy heart that i watched "the curious case of benjamin button" and actually have to admit that i enjoyed it. it was refreshing to see brad pitt as one half of a very sweet love story.

"for what it's worth: it's never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. there's no time limit, stop whenever you want. you can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. we can make the best or the worst of it. i hope you make the best of it. And i hope you see things that startle you. i hope you feel things you never felt before. i hope you meet people with a different point of view. i hope you live a life you're proud of. if you find that you're not, i hope you have the strength to start all over again"

gotcha!

candidate obama said he would pull the troops out in 16 months and president obama realizes he had no idea what he was talking about so "i promise to withdraw troops with in 16 months of my presidency" translates into 19 months or maybe even 23 months.

i "promise" this won't turn into my own personal soapbox. i just wanted to document on the world wide web that amature hour starts...NOW!

"The Obama campaign, which relied heavily on new technology and appeals to younger voters, had more in common with the marketing of a celebrity than a presidential candidate. The posters, the logos, the messaging, even the carefully scripted (in a visual sense) public appearances were all part of a carefully managed plan to excite the public in ways that are new to presidential politics. But there is a downside to all this, which the Obama White House has been quick to figure out: the level of excitement the campaign generated is not, in a word, sustainable."-Peter Roff

gimme a berger

i am now the proud of owner of the entire series of sex and the city. while i am sure there will be at least another post laying out my favorite parts of the show, here is one of the scenes that makes me fall in love with carrie.




carrie: i assure you, i would have been very understanding
andrew: yea right
carrie: excuse me?
andrew: you all say that, but then you just freak. and get all psycho bitch.
carrie: really? so now it's all our fault?
billy: all we're saying is that there really is no good way to break up with someone is there?
carrie: well it's funny you should mention that billy. because actually there is. you can have the guts and the courtesy to tell a woman to her face that you no longer want to see her. call me crazy but i think that you can make a point of ending your relationship in a manner that does not include an email, a doorman, or missing person's report. i think that you can ALL get over your fear of looking like the bad guy and actually have the "uncomfortable break-up conversation" because here's what! avoiding that, is what makes you the bad guy. and just so you know allen...
andrew: uhhh andr-
carrie: uh huh! most women aren't angry irrational psychos. we just want an ending to a relationship that is thoughtful and decent and honors what we had together. and my point billy is this. there is a good way to break up with someone and it doesn't. include. a post-it!


and this is why when i am president of the united states, sex and the city will be shown in all sex ed classes. right after the condom/banana day .

oscar who?

Two posts in one day, first time for everything I suppose.

But this is necessary. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

KATE WINSLET WAS NOT NOMINATED FOR REVOLUTIONARY ROAD

The book was incredible, Kate was better. And Angelina Jolie can go F herself.

"You know what's so good about the truth? Everyone knows what it is, however long they've lived without it. No one forgets the truth, they just get better at lying."

YES WE CAN!

if you know me at all you know how extremely emotional i have been the past few days. i was just so excited, i literally had butterflies in my stomach all week. i couldn't believe that the countdown was almost over. greatness had arrived. some of my biggest questions would be answered, my fears put to rest. my life had been on hold for months, and now, now i could start living again.



and plus, now that obama is in office apparently we won't have to pay for anything anymore. gimme dat piece of the pie.

The Wire

As many of you know, I become easily obsessed. With what you may ask? EVERYTHING. I am the girl who saw Titanic 16 times in the theater, obsessively read everything that even mentioned the 2008 election, watched Olympic coverage 18 hours a day, skipped school to get tickets to Dave Matthews....twice. And it may be physically impossible for me to run a marathon, but if you've ever shared living quarters with me you know my endurance comes in front of a television screen. Sex and the City? done in a week. LOST? ha! two days. The Office? child's play. Have I changed post-college? NOPE

The latest thing to provide me hours of entertainment is HBO's "The Wire." With incredible ease, complex story lines, and amazing characters, the show takes a detailed look into things about our cities that go ignored; the business of drugs, political corruption, the failing public school system, a biased media. Violence breeds violence, greed breeds greed, and the so the game goes.

I don't think this show would have been as appealing to me if it did not mirror the lives of the children I spent last year with, and the neighborhood I currently work in. Do I think that everyone should quit their job and work in the inner-city? Well yea, kind of. But more importantly I think that you should watch this show, even one episode and realize that this exists. In our country. Right now. While you are working behind a desk, there are good people just trying to get by. And their work isn't done in an office, it's done on the corner. And the politicians you trust, feed off the poor. And test scores, not children, are what matter. And the media twists it all.

And if that doesn't hook you, Officer McNulty is really really hot.

Uncomfortable Silences

I am at work today. Shocking, I know. The homeless are still homeless, even the day after Thanksgiving. Aside from watching with disgust as a 10 year old dragged the largest bag I've ever seen down Michigan Avenue (the bag was from the Disney Story and to be totally honest I didn't even know that shit was still open) I have enjoyed a rather quiet morning. With nobody to talk to on gchat (Melissa left me for the gym, Chey needed to watch last night's episode of Greys) and no updates to wwtdd.com, I have decided to dedicate the rest of the morning reading up on my favorite religion and yours, SCIENTOLOGY.

I am a (not so devout) Catholic, and have absolutely no desire to convert to anything else. But it's something about that Scientology that really gets me going. Not enough to jump on a couch, or scream "I'M IN LOVE" at the top of my lungs, or really exert any kind of physical energy whatsoever. That's a lie. I did break out into a short sprint with Josh Jones at my heels when we came across the Scientology Center in Hollywood.

Well the truth is, I got about three websites into my extensive search, found a picture of John Travolta, which made me automatically think about Pulp Fiction, which reminded me that I bought someone Pulp Fiction as a gift and then requested it back when that someone decided I was no longer his cup of tea. Now I usually don't believe in Indian giving (probably not the politically correct term) and apparently neither does he because I never got it back. So I Xed out of it all and ordered my third favorite movie as a Black Friday gift to myself.


"That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence. " - Uma Thurman, Pulp Fiction

just call me perez..

Fact: I love celebrity gossip
Fact: Anything that has to do with Madonna makes me want to slap Suri Cruise.

If you know anything about me and my love for Suri Cruise you will understand how much I despise Madonna. And here's why:

1. She sucks at singing, and correct me if I am wrong, but isn't that why she's famous in the first place?
2. Celebrities talk about politics. I understand that they have just as much right as anyone to express their views. Just because they don't have real jobs or live in the real world, or have anything worthwhile to say doesn't mean they don't have the right to still say whatever they want. But Madonna, SHUT THE F UP. Your opinion lost it's credibility 25 years ago when you were dry humping the stage at the VMA's.
   
3. You often speak in a British accent, you are from Detroit, MI.
   
4. I blame you for Britney's downfall.
5. You aren't even a good dancer. You just sort of sway your hips, drop to the floor, and repeat.
   
6. I believe the photo speaks for itself.