Archive for September, 2008

i can’t wait til it’s time for the dundies…

why i love my new office:

reason #14

when i walked into the staff meeting last week, i was greeted by this:

why yes, that IS a framed (and ribbon wrapped) print from my glory days as an internet security model.

seriously, i can’t *wait* to see what my HILARIOUS coworkers come up with for diversity training.

reason #15:

we’re having a potluck on thursday!!! i love office potlucks! i think i might bring mac ‘n’ cheese!!!!

reason #16:

everyone winks a lot. it’s, like, an accepted form of professional communication, and i’m receiving some *serious* training. so, next time you see me, expect some winking. I LOVE WINKS! (WINK!)

***BLOG BONUS***

when i retrieved the above photo from sadie, i suddenly discovered some pictures from the “bill pullman adventure” that i had totally forgotten about. i showed them to one of the student workers, who compared this gem to “finding a $50 bill in the pocket of some old jeans.” (reason #17 why i love this office).

yeah, i’m thinking less $50 and more…. PRICELESS.

LINKS

my dad sent me this link to the world’s largest cupcake. i have to admit, i was kiiiiind of disappointed. maybe cos i’ve seen those commercials that inexplicably feature a cupcake the size of a building. but really, duff goldman? that’s all you got? then again, as my old rice friend amanda used to say, “i wouldn’t say no.”

check out this really fun (and kind of hilarious in a semi-depressing way) jezebel investigation of working women in the 50s and 60s, entitled “were women in the 50s and 60s really like the ones on ‘mad men’?” some of those magazine spreads are amaaaazing.

how a dentist appointment changed my (daily) life

today was a totally different day than the usual monday.

and you know why? because i had a dentist appointment! and because of the butterfly effect!

ok, well, the latter is on my mind cos i just watched the season premiere of “heroes” which insured that i will never, ever, ever watch that show again. but momma patrelli kept repeating “BUTTERFLY EFFECT!” and so now it’s on repeat in my brainery.

i realize that a dentist appointment is not particularly exciting (esp. when you’re an adult and there’s no lollipop or, from the less hypocritical dentists, a treasure chest of tiny plastic toys involved). but the *consequences* of my appointment totally changed my entire day (see? BUTTERFLY EFFECT).

so i left work at 10:30 for my appointment, which meant that i had to ride my bike home to get thomas, which meant that i went back home before going back to work, which meant that i was at home for lunch.

you guys. I ATE LUNCH AT HOME! which i never do! it was totally awesome! i felt like i was playing hookie from school.

and then… i rode stanley (new-to-me bike, care of my awesome dad, sorry peabody RIP) back to work, which meant i was out in the world! at 12:50 PM! which is so weird and crazy!

all of a sudden, the day felt like no other before it.

as i rode past the video store and the fried food smells of a nearby icehouse, i realized that this whole other world exists and moves and spins around while i’m sitting each day at my desk. ok, ok, i can feel a “big duh” hurtling my way but seriously! it was a glorious, sun-drenched revelation! suddenly, my day was encompassed by a bigger day, everyone’s day, and that connection woke me out of a routine-induced haze.

here’s the thing– i love my routine. i find great comfort in it. but i guess today reminded me that it’s fun, exhilarating even, to change things up a little bit (ok, has my blog suddenly become the most boring, oprah-ish site ever? sorry!!!). all it took was one little dentist appointment to shift the entire angle of my day… different sounds, different smells, i felt like i was noticing everything for the first time! even the shadows rolling under stanley’s wheels were completely foreign. i could’ve been biking towards a completely different job– i could’ve been a completely different person! that’s how bizarre and curious and exciting today felt.

or, as henri put it in an email, “Getting the random break of home is always a nice change of rhythm for the day, and it’s nice to surprise your furniture and be like, ‘Guess what? I’m here!’”

from now on, i think i’ll try to change up my routine a little bit, at least once a month (ambitious, yes). maybe i’ll bike home for lunch sometimes. or maybe i’ll get up early and have a bagel at einstein’s or a breakfast taco at foodheads before i go to work. which was already my favorite non-routine thing to do, even before i wrote this entry!

i always feel so cosmo when i go out to breakfast before work, like i’m a new york working woman or something (seriously, i think this). it’s also nice to have time to wake up and reflect and face the day in a place other than my bathroom so that, when i finally walk into the office, it feels like i’ve had time to settle into myself before i settle into my desk chair.

i realize this is a bit of a ramble but it really has been something good for me to think about. i’m always interested in little routes towards more magic, you know?

LINKS

this interview with gloria steinem and suheir hammad is a MUST read. quoth gloria: “there is no postfeminism—it’s like saying ‘post-democracy’!” (thanks, selina, for the link!).

new favorite thing ever: LOL cookie monster!!!!! (thank you, j., for making my day).

vulture finally proposes a few (good) answers the question that’s been plaguing my mind for quite a while now: who will write the theme song for ghostbusters 3?!!!! speaking of, bill murray totally said he’s in… at fantastic fest, no less! henri, did you ask him this question?!!!!

coolest (creepiest) science photo, ever.

seriously, these tina fey/sarah palin skits are making me cry. from laughter. or depression. it’s hard to tell.

OMG LOOK AT POSH’S NEW SHOES SWEET CRACKER SANDWICH.

i’ve always felt like sleeping is kind of lame (even though i love it), then i read this NYT article about how sleep helps you to be more creative. my only question: when is UT gonna install nap pods like google?

Far (and away) from home

Hello everyone!!

So, I am honoured (note the spelling) to be bringing you the poshdeluxe blog today. This is John by the way, and for those of you who don’t know, or more shamefully don’t read the site every single weekday and therefore may have missed my interview, I am pantsworld’s Irish delegate.

When Sarah asked me to contribute this week, I mulled over several ideas. In the end, I settled on the obvious one. What is it like for someone from a small country like Ireland to move to a place like Texas? Well. I’m glad you asked.

I should probably give a brief introduction to Irish society first. The weather is ‘temperate’ but everyone complains that it is cold and that it rains constantly. Guns are illegal, and you need a licence to own an air rifle. You can drive from bottom to top, from Cork to Belfast, in just over seven hours. You can drive across Ireland, from Dublin to Galway, in about three hours. Ireland is small, about a seventh the size of Texas. Most preconceptions of Irish people, particularly those in movies such as Angela’s Ashes or the movie I punned in the title of this post, are ridiculously off. But I’ve found there’s some truth to that in the other direction, too.

I had some preconceptions of my own about Texas before I got here, that fall into two general categories:

Texans like guns, and big things.

There are two types of Texans: cowboys and ‘earthy’ types.

I know this isn’t exactly fair. But being asked to express my concern at the possibility of my lucky charms being pilfered at every social event I attend isn’t fair either. It goes both ways. I will, however, admit that my second preconception needs a bit of explaining. I didn’t really think that every single Texan fit into either stereotype but I had the impression all the cool people Texas produces make a prompt effort to get out of Texas. To Irish people looking in on the 2004 presidential election, the fact there was a blue dot in amongst the red slipped our attention. Speaking of which, my Irish friends and I held a very dim view of what being a red state supposedly meant.

Add to this the fact that my first experience of Texas was the Dallas / Fort Worth Metroplex, where my hosts took me to places named Billy Bob’s and the like, and I was a little apprehensive coming to Austin. Thankfully though, I had completely underestimated the Texan population. It turns out that Texas is filled with cowboys, ‘earthy’ types, and hipsters.

And real people! Phew. In fact, Austin is a venerable menagerie of people. Ireland is a free society too, obviously, and I’ve yet to be really shocked by anyone in Austin, but everyone here is so lacking in self-consciousness. It’s fantastic, in various ways. And it made it clear very quickly it wasn’t fair to sort people into different categories on the basis of a soap opera from the 1980s and a woefully unsuccessful president. So, that preconception was fairly debunked for me, certainly as far as Austin is concerned. Now that I’m done with admitting I was wrong though, let’s quickly move on and look at where I was right: Texans like big stuff.

For a university sports game?

My Irish friends point blank refuse to believe that the University of Texas American football team plays in front of 98,000 people at home games. The parking spaces here are bigger. The roads are wider. The food comes in bigger portions. Televisions are bigger. There is more space. I have lived in Texas for more than two years and I can’t get over the scale of this place. People stopped driving on trips that took more than five hours in the 1970s, when the roads started getting better. I’m not sure I’ll ever see the three-hour drive to Dallas as a short trip.

And yes, people are into guns here. I got a real land on my first visit to Dallas, thanks to my father’s unique sense of humour. Let’s just say that my first trip to a Bass Pro Shop was memorable. I still notice the signs outside bars reminding people not to bring their guns in with them. I know that it’s not like everyone in the state is strolling around ‘toting weaponry, but it’s a good example of something I just cannot get used to. That and the fact so many Texans seem to think that refraining from drinking for the last thirty minutes of the evening makes them okay to drive.

This horrifies me.

I’m not going to get preachy though, not at all, and those of you who know me should know that I love living in Austin. Love love love it. Posh does a great job of covering all the things that make me love it here so much, and so you guys should be pretty familiar with the things I like in this city. So, in poshdeluxe fashion, let me ask you all, what do you think of the impressions I had of Texas before I got here? I know most of the regular posters here are Texan, so how do you see your state versus the Texan clichés we all know and love? What about you non-Texan Americans, how do you see Texas?

And to confirm, George Bush isn’t helping the state’s global image.

LINKS (Posh always has great links, so I felt I had to give it a shot)

It’s kind of weird to listen in on other people dissing someone behind his or her back, and even odder when that someone is Robert De Niro.

Oooms in the Netherlands have been selling arguably the coolest memory ‘sticks’ for a while now.

Mr T. saves his best work for snickers ads that only air in Europe.

dear diary pants: “if only it could be this easy all the time”

in today’s entry, we learn the following about the teenage world of sarah pants:

1. you can never have too many quotation marks.

2. fruitopia is a totally cool new beverage that challenges you to be yrself!

3. people still use rollerblades.

4. school-assigned summer reading!!!

5. high school parties consist of movies, King’s Quest, pizza, goofing off and “stuff” (in other words, nothing like “can’t hardly wait”).

6. it takes a lot of practice to hang out with boys and actually feel comfortable being yrself.

7. sharing pizza with a boy is is a really Big Step.

8. who cares about booze when you can bring grover as the Ultimate Party Favor?

7/14/94

I got to sleep late today. Ahh, what a luxury! I watched “Sesame Street,” and you know what, I still love that show! Grover, Kermit, Elmo, Oscar, Big Bird… who can’t love these guys?

Mom and I “did lunch” with Dad at “Jalapeno’s.” The food was pretty good– our waitress’ name (nick name, rather) was Chili [ed note: boy, was she working at the wrong restaurant!], and she goes to A&M, and guess what– she knows Karen, my cousin. It’s a small world after all! She told me this thing I should remember for Chemistry about the Honker policec that work for the FBI [ed note: i have no idea what that means].

We walked to the Art Institute and saw these neat drawings by students there. Dad liked this “Pace Picante” one, and I wanted to buy this shirt that said, “Good Art Doesn’t Match Your Sofa” [ed note: i went back later and bought it-- and i still have it!]. Becky would definitely heart this place.

Walking back, we heard music and saw this hippie-van that was painted tons of colors with all of these designs. We investigated, and found out it was for “Fruitopia” the new fruit juice drink. They had these two “Grateful Dead” looking guys on harmonica and vocal, and free bottles if you had this ticket (which we didn’t have). They had roller blades, and this guy with this really neat mask called “Llama Man” who challenged you to be different [ed note: wow]. There was a fairly large audience. Now, you don’t see *that* type of thing everyday! I think it would be cool to go on tour like that.

me, about a year before this post was written, daring to be different, i.e. daring to be a total nerd on the first day of 9th grade. i got that shirt and shorts from wet seal, which i considered to be the *height* of fashion.

Then, for the fun part of the day, I got my DT (diptheria tetanus) shot for school. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought, and I got a cute little round Snoopy band-aid. I got ready for Rachel’s party and stopped to get my second summer reading book at “Book-Stop.” I’m reading “The Crystal Cave” and “I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.”

Rachel’s party was a blast!!! Her mom and she bought this indoor volleyball net and stuff, so I helped set up. Then, when Danny called, he said that Travis & Kevin weren’t coming and didn’t we know that?!!! But he brought Adam C. with him. And Robert B. came (surprise, surprise). We blared music, played volleyball, ate pizza, and stuff. Jennifer has lice, and she almost didn’t come (but then she treated her hair, so ok) and Se thought she might have gotten it from Jennifer, so she almost didn’t come. But I was glad when she showed up, even if she didn’t have the book of questions. A lot of people went outside, but I didn’t want to– mosquitoes!!

Later, Danny, Adam, Keriann and I played football with this big bounce ball thing, then we had this foam shapes fight, then hit the foam shapes over the balcony with tennis rackets. “Just call me Stephie-CLUNK!” [ed note: oh lord].

Then we watched some of my SNL video, which didn’t go over *as well* as I had hoped, then started “Wanda,” but then the guys had to leave. It was so great!! I haven’t felt so at ease with guys since Ashley’s 7th grade party! Adam and I shared a Pineapple & Canadian Bacon Pizza [ed note: yes, i capitalized that, cos even then i knew what was important]. I didn’t even care about what they thought of me– cool, huh?!

Grover was a huge hit! Danny became permanently attached to him and put him in the back of his shirt with his head sticking out. Now, if only it could be this easy all the time!

By the way, I was very glad that I was in such a party happy mood (drunk? noooo) [ed note: HILARIOUS]. We all helped Rachel play King’s Quest 6, but I finally put myself to bed at 1:30. What a busy day! And what a busy tomorrow!

LINKS

the guy ritchie sherlock holmes movie just got better! cos RACHEL McADAMS!!!! playing the love interest of sherlock, i.e. ROBERT DOWNEY JR.!!! swoon pants!!

if i ever have kids, i am totally chauffering them around in a pedi-cab like helena bonham carter. dad, you will be pleased to know that the kids are wearing helmets.

flavor tripping my pants

back in june, i linked to an article in the NYT about a new phenomenon about to sweep the tastebuds of the nation: flavor tripping.

ever since i read about those mysterious and magical miracle berries, i’ve been DYING to try them, cos anything that makes all foods taste like candy sounds like my willie wonka dream come true.

lucky for me, josh turned 30! happy birthday, josh!!! and, in what i see as an act of poetic symbolism echoing the confusion and weirdness one feels when hitting this milestone, he decided to throw a flavor tripping party!

YAY!!!

guests were instructed to bring something strange to add to the tasting palette, which resulted in the most bizarre collection of party snacks i’ve ever seen:

chex mix? no. queso? nope. sardines? apple cider vinegar? CHECK!

note the presence of the onion, which is the most digusting thing on that entire table.

unfortunately, miracle berries are hard to find, even online, so josh and erica settled for these boxes of “mysterious fruit tablets”:

i’ve always wanted to eat something labeled mysterious!!! esp. with poisonous-looking berries on it!

here’s erica, a.k.a. The Pusher.

honestly, i was a little scared about putting one of those tablets in my mouth, esp. considering that none of the ingredients were listed in english. but i finally did, and it tasted kind of like… prunes.

carter and tary had actually flavor tripped before, so they popped those suckers right in like total pros.

amber and erica g. fed each other the pills, sort of like people committing suicide together. la la la!

after the tablets fully melted away on our tongues, we began to experiment with items from the table. here’s a video of some of the first reactions, mostly with “safe” items like limes.

so the candy thing wasn’t just a rumor! yessss! FYI i totally wanted to lick some wallpaper after this, but i figured that wasn’t exactly good guest behavior.

edging into more dangerous territory, tary took the plunge and tried a warhead extreme sour. EXTREME!!!!

oooh FAIL. sorry tary. nice try, but i guess you weren’t EXTREME enough.

next, it was time to get nostalgic as josh whipped out his preferred party beverage of yore: hot damn.

guess what hot damn combined with mysterious tablets tastes like?!!

hot damn.

in honor of his birthday, i presented josh with a tall boy of bud light and clamato, disasterously discovered by ray during our weekend at the schlitterbahn. you can tell he was REALLY excited to try it.

could the tablets stand up to the challenge of clam juice and cheap beer? FIND OUT!

after trifling with candy and citrus fruits, i decided to finally Get Serious with my flavor tripping and mixed together some apple cider vinegar with some louisiana hot sauce.

i know, i am totally into Living Dangerously.

i took a sip and discovered that the tablets DO make vinegar sweeter, but they don’t mask any of the *kick* of the sauce. in other words, this beverage produced my favorite reactions of the night: a brief but intense contortion of the face occuring about a second after the subject takes a drink. check it out:

(also not the massive bags under my eyes, care of bill pullman)

in case you’re wondering, NO I DID NOT TRY THE ONION. even the most potent mysterious miracle tablet is no match for the overwhelming digustingness of an onion.

LINKS

must watch video of the day. cue laughter and the onset of depression.

if you’re a fan of the office, check out this NYT profile of b.j. novak. and then try not to choke on yr own, deeply bitter jealousy.

kanye’s gonna have his own muppet show! all i can say is, the puppetry has GOT to be better than that lame-o alien doll that he talked to during his concert. perez has a clip from the new show, which explains why it’s gonna be on comedy central rather than, like, PBS.

this mad men retro wallpaper is totally awesome. you can put it on yr computer or yr iphone, then laugh at the idea that these items didn’t exist in the 1960s and people had to use monstrous instruments like typewriters.  dude, we totally lucked out.

valentino’s pugs = cutest thing ever.

fantastic fest 2008: hipsters and former presidents

in addition to providing me with a weekend full of movies to watch, i can always depend on fantastic fest to give me at least ONE good story that i will tell and re-tell until everyone has heard it a billion times and i have to stop telling it out of fear of paying for several surgeries due to excessive eye rolling.

this year, i got TWO stories.

first up: the hipster boat party

after the success of the white party and the pirate party, henri’s been itching for a reason to rent out a boat again. along came “donkey punch,” a movie about a bunch of hipsters murdering each other on a yacht, and boom, excuse received!

with the help of fernando, the Ultimate Hipster, henri concocted a party out of the following:

1) a bunch of film nerds

2) austin’s most sceney scenesters

3) a boat

4) loud DJ beats

as you can imagine, the result was *quite* a spectacle.

here’s caitlin, christi, meredith and friend (sorry friend! i don’t know yr name!). caitlin and meredith, being both film geeky AND cool, served as a bridge over the great cultural divide.

matt and meredith had all of the right ingredients in their hipster wardrobe: scarves, fedoras, american apparel tights, cowboy boots and cheap beer.

my favorite matt quote of the night: “these are the skinniest jeans i have. but on this boat, they’re, like, hammer pants.”

as matt noted, there was some Serious Fashion on this boat. oh and lots of tattoos.

i don’t even know what to say about this couple, but she gets major points for carrying around a long stem cigarette holder (not pictured, unfortunately).

and then there were these weirdos.

as you can imagine, the film nerds were a little taken aback by all of this pageantry. but, when in doubt, the best thing you can do is dance, and that is exactly what everyone did.

it was a gorgeous night, with the austin skyline glowing behind us and cool breezes carrying the music straight into the rooms at the nearby hyatt (sorry erica!!!!!).

and the best part? no one was murdered!

my second story occurred on friday night, which quickly became one of the funnest and most surreal nights of my entire life.

it all began with a phone call from tim (alamo owner) to henri: “do you want to go to uchi with bill pullman?”

uh… WHAAAAAAA.

ok honestly i was kind of more excited about the prospect of eating at uchi than bill pullman, even though i do love him (mostly for being in “newsies” but also for playing the president in “independence day”).

so we went to uchi! with bill pullman! and it was so fun! he told us about his fruit tree orchard and henri and i told him about random alamo events, like the bat cave before batman. and we ate DELICIOUS UCHI FOOD. he was exceedingly easy to talk to, and also super good with names, which i really admire.

did i mention that he rode to uchi in thomas? thomas was totally starstruck.

but the night wasn’t over! hours later, he came over to henri and me at the karaoke party and told us that he wanted to have a party! in his suite! at the driskell!

sweet cracker sandwich!

so we rounded up some alamo staff and random fantastic fest folks and trooped over to his room! caitlin and i actually walked over with him, and after i remarked that his suite “is the kind of place where presidents stay” (ya’ll, it was POSH), he replied, “or people that PLAYED presidents!” HAR HAR HAR bill pullman i love you.

here’s a picture we took in the presidential suite. note the presence of his camera– he took pictures of us, too! we are totally friends!

the party was a smashing success, and bill (FIRST NAME BASIS muhahaha) actually had to kick people out around 5 AM or so. but he kept a few of us around so we could take him to eat, cos he was hungry. he repeatedly exclaimed, “THIS IS SO FUN! I’M HAVING THE BEST TIME!”

sounds like someone ELSE i know… ahem.

we walked to katz’s, where the waitstaff proceeded to ogle bill pullman for our entire meal. in fact, at the end of our breakfast (?), our waiter came over with two cds and said, “i’m sorry, i know this is weird but uh i couldn’t pass up this oppotunity to give you some of my work.” uhhh AWKWARD. the best part is that one of the cds is simply labeled “butthole surfers.”

though he graciously received them, bill didn’t keep them, which means i may have some potentially excellent blog material…

to be honest, it was reeeeally hard to sit around a diner with bill pullman and not burst into “king of new york.” but i managed to surpress my newsies insticts. because i have dignity.

my favorite part of the night was the following conversation:

sarah: i haven’t been to katz’s in aaaages!

bill: when was the last time you were here?

sarah: uh, for my birthday. two years ago.

bill: why did you come here on yr birthday?

sarah: well… because… um, my birthday was themed around my favorite movie… which… is… “you’ve got mail.”

bill: [explosion of laughter] YOU’VE GOT MAIL IS YR FAVORITE MOVIE?!!!!

sarah: DUDE, you were in “while you were sleeping,” so shut up!

bill: touché, touché.

around 7 AM, as the sun began to rise, we walked bill pullman back to his hotel. he alternated between exclaiming what a good time he had and teasing me for liking “you’ve got mail.”

it was the perfect surreal ending to a perfectly surreal and amazing night.

LINKS

these pet ads are amazing. now i want a puppy even more, so i can buy him/her products!!!

check out dolly parton on ellen. LOVE HER.

this is a pretty interesting article on the changing stats of abortions in this country.

fantastic fest 2008: posh picks and pan(t)s

i’m paler than usual this morning, thanks to basically spending the entire weekend inside a darkened movie theater for fanastic fest 2008.

this is my second year to experience the festival, which is basically a mix of horror, kung fu and weird little independent films. i didn’t think i could top last year, but oh LORDY was i wrong. i could barely HANDLE the awesomeness, much of which was due to the presence of matt and meredith, who decided to buy badges this year. in spite of the fact that meredith has subscribed to fangoria since she was seven months old while the mere sight of someone losing a finger on screen forces me to assume the fetal position, we managed to actually watch a few movies together!

meredith, being a professional reviewer, takes notes during the films. i, however, choose to devote my entire attention to queso fries. therefore, these reviews will be short but impassioned, cos i LOVED almost every single movie. for more in-depth information via the fantastic fest site, click on the title of the movie.

zack and miri make a porno

i was really, really hoping that this movie would be good, cos my “clerks”-inspired love for kevin smith continues to endure in spite of, like, his last three movies. and guess what?!! it’s AWESOME!! it’s hilarious and sweet and just a really amazing blend of raunchy and tender. there were a TON of moments when i was laughing out loud, and that hasn’t happened since… “super bad”?

afterwards, kevin smith came on the stage for the Q&A, and i wanted to hug him EVEN more than i did after that scene in “catch & release” when he tries to commit suicide. seriously, this movie is great. i give it three and half pants out of four!

repo! the genetic opera

you guuuuys this movie was soooo baaaaaaaad. SO BAD. and yeah, i realize that a goth musical about organ enhancement has a lot of obstacles to overcome in order to be “good,” but still. it has anthony stewart head (giles!!!) in it!!! and sarah brightman!!! and the visuals look amazing!! and paris hilton is in it! ok, well, that’s like minus a point. but still. after i watched the trailer, i thought, “hey! maybe this will be really awesome in a totally campy, terrible way!”

well, i was right about the terrible thing. while the visuals were pretty cool (although a little bit 90s NINish), the songs were HORRENDOUS. maybe if the movie hadn’t taken itself so seriously, it could have succeeded in that rocky horror sort of direction, but ugh. total fail. even anthony stewart head’s gorgeous voice couldn’t save this movie for me (although the director’s unzipped fly during the Q&A certainly lifted my spirits).

i would give this movie a half a pant, but sarah brightman’s creepy eyes (robotic transplants) bump it up to a full pair.


i think we’re alone now

in case you’re wondering, yes, that is tiffany. and the man next to her, jeffery deane turner, is her stalker! yay!

this documentary focuses on two different people, turner and kelly mccormick, a transgendered person, who are both deeply, deeply, deeply obsessed with tiffany. it’s a *fascinating* exploration of celebrity worship and mental illness, alternating between hilarious and sad. turner has asberger’s, while kelly battles the demons of her two genders (not to mention a terrible biking accident as a child). the film does a wonderful job at revealing their idiosyncracies without making any jokes at their expense.

check out the trailer here.

as a side note, meredith and i totally considered ourselves tiffany fans (although, un, not stalkers) until we saw this movie. now we just think she’s skanky.

seriously. find a way to see this movie. three and a half out of four pants!

the chaser

this is the closest i got to a scary movie all weekend.

“the chaser,” a korean film, follows a serial killer and the pimp who pursues him to avenge the death of several call girls. this film was AMAZING. i don’t want to say more about the plot, because the twists and turns are one of the reasons the movie is so intense, not to mention disturbing.

you can watch the trailer here (it’s in korean, but you can get the gist).

the cinematic mastery exhibited in this movie amplified every moment, every feeling to the point that i pretty much strangled my armrest to death as i vascillated between mortal fear and angry frustration (apparently, the director is not a fan of the bureaucratic police system in korea). by the end of the film, my heart was pretty much a raw and bleeding mess.

so yeah, this isn’t exactly a mood lifter. but it’s gorgeous and dark and will get totally effed up when america remakes it so do yrself a favor and see it in its original incarnation.

fighter

OMGGGG YOU GUYS THIS MOVIE IS MY FAVORITE!!!! SWEET CRACKER SANDWICH!!!!!!!

see, this is why i love fantastic fest. while meredith can be in the theater next door watching someone get (artfully) dismembered, i can squee myself silly watching a danish kung fu version of “bend it like beckham.”

semra turan, a real life (and totally beautiful, hello amazing eyelashes) martial arts expert, plays aicha, a muslim girl in denmark who must reconcile her love for kung fu with her family and cultural obligations. this film is sweet and honest without ever being saccharine, not only due to the excellent acting but also because of some gorgeous, kickass fight scenes. you can thank xian gao, the choreographer from “crouching tiger, hidden dragon” for that (and yeah, that’s him in the picture, playing aicha’s instructor).

WATCH THIS TRAILER IMMEDIATELY. you don’t need english when you can feast yr eyes on this amazing fight choreography! not to mention semra turan’s face-burning awesomeness!!!

i really, really, REALLY hope this film gets picked up for distribution in the us. and when it does, i’m totally inviting everyone over!!! kung fu slumber party!!

well, that’s it for the reviews. tomorrow i’ll tell you more about the magic that happened *outside* of the theater.

LINKS

this frank rich column on “truthiness” in the mccain campaign is a must read.

ditto on this aaron sorkin-penned encounter between obama and president jed bartlet.

when stephen hawking makes a clock, you know it’s going to be pretty much the most mind-blowing clock in the world. not to mention kiiiiinda creepy.

charlie kaufman + philip seymour hoffman = synedoche, new york = amazing.

babar!!!!

i love the new killers song. i think cos it kind of sounds like old school erasure.

the next time cakespy creates a trompe l’oeil, i SO need to be invited. salads made out of sugar? yes please.

a day in her pants: the posh deluxe interview with sue pitre

today, i present to you the *highly* anticipated interview with my mother, sue victoria mccorkle pitre.

oh MAN have i been excited about finally doing this entry!!!

cos my mom is amazing!!!

in fact, a few nights ago, i experienced a gracious reminder of my mother’s love in the form of two photo albums full of cards. see, when i was growing up, mom kept *every single* card i ever received and carefully preserved them in albums, which i now keep under a side table in my living room. i hadn’t looked at this collection in ages, so when i happened to randomly spy them the other night, i began flipping through the yellowed pages, crammed with strawberry shortcake birthday cards and slumber party invitations. included among these mementos are hand-written lists my mother kept of every birthday gift i received (so i could dutifully follow up with thank you notes). the cards brought on a sweet wave of nostalgia, but i was struck even more by the gesture of love inherent in this carefully archived collection. with every page, i could *feel* how much my mother loved me, how much she made me the center of her life, how much she was with me at every step on the road.

i count myself among a blessed minority of the earth’s population, because i can say, with absolute and beautiful clarity, that i have *never* had a time in my life when i did not feel loved.

and that is all due to my parents.

i’ve already outlined the many reasons why i have the best dad in the world, and now it’s time to explain (briefly, otherwise this blog would border on eternity) why my mom is pretty much the queen of my universe.

mom and me during our “just girls” trip to NYC last summer.

1. The Little Things

mom is basically the world’s leading on expert on how to transmit love via small, thoughtful gestures. from notes in my lunchbox to secretly folding my laundry when i bring it over to her house (yes, that is in the present tense), she is always finding little ways to remind me that i matter. her example inspires me to constantly remind my loved ones how much i care about them; in other words, you can thank her for my repeated outbursts of “I LOVE YOU GUYS!”

2. Everyone’s Family

i know several people who consider my mom to be their second mother, because she has always taken an active interest in my friends. in fact, “active interest” is an understatement. half the time i’m talking to my mom, she’s asking me questions like, “so how’s talena doing?” and “what does meredith’s engagement ring look like?!!” it’s almost like i’m the people magazine of my friends, and my mom is our most loyal subscriber. when i lived at home, i was always encouraged to invite friends over, and they would inevitably stay for dinner at my mom’s request. our house was a museum of love, curated by my mother.

3. The Librarian

as you will soon discover, my mom used to be a librarian, and one of the greatest gifts she has given me is a love for reading. when i was growing up, she would always volunteer at my school library, where i would often go and meet her at the end of the day. the library at my elementary school was located in a charming old house, and i treasure my memories of those sweet afternoons when i would curl up by the window with a book while my mom and mrs. nolan, the librarian, chatted themselves into a life-long friendship (they still keep in touch to this day).

mom and me during our family trip to d.c. i was totally rockin’ that headband.

4. Do the Right Thing

my conscience has a v. strong voice, and it sounds remarkably like my mother. along with *her* mother (mama helen), my mom possesses the most sturdy moral compass i’ve ever come across; i feel like i could conquer a mount everest of problems with the tools she has given me. over and over again, my mother gently taught me how to live my life honorably and compassionately. as i get older, i see how rare some of those values are in this world, and i am incredibly thankful that i witnessed them every day as my mother’s daughter.

they say parents are judged by the quality of their children, and i hope you can see why it matters, it really matters, that i do my mother justice.

now, don’t you feel lucky that you’re about to spend some quality internet time with this incredible lady?

ok, mom, let’s get this interview started! i’m excited! i’d like to start with yr parents (my grandparents). can you tell me a little bit about mama helen and granddad– where they’re from, how they met, what they did?

Your grandfather was born in 1908 and grew up in Chicago. He went to college and then started law school (his father was an attorney) but decided to get into the retail business. He started working for Sears in 1932 and worked all over the country. He said he liked opening new stores, especially in California. Meanwhile, your grandmother came into the world in Ponder, Texas, in 1918. She had 5 brothers and one sister. She grew up in Baytown, Texas, attended Lee College there and graduated from TWU in 1936. She went to work for the YWCA and then for the USO. Granddad had joined the army after 1941 and was stationed at a camp near Bay City, Texas. Mama Helen was organizing activities for the USO in Bay City. She planned dances for the area women and the soldiers. Granddad came to one of the dances and asked her to dance. She declined, saying she was working, but he persisted.

gordon and helen. they made a striking couple, didn’t they?

They were married in February of 1944. Did you know that Paw and Nana were married in January of the same year! After the war ended and Granddad returned from Europe, he and Mama Helen moved to Laborite, Indiana, and he resumed his job with Sears. My brother Scott was born in 1945, so Mama Helen became a stay at home mom. Then I came along in 1946 so she was a busy mother!

i love this picture, cos you can clearly see how much helen adored her precious little sue.

mom’s first birthday, with darling scott and proud papa. my grandfather was so handsome!

you’re the middle child, between uncle scott and uncle david. tell me about your life with two brothers!

Uncle Scott and I are 16 months apart and then Uncle David came 9 years later. Scott had a difficult birth and as a result he has learning disabilities. When I was in the second grade, your grandparents found a great school for Scott in Richardson, Texas. We were living in Wichita, Kansas, so that was far away and I had difficulty adjusting to his absence. For about four years, I was an only child. Scott did come home in the summers and holidays. When David came along, he was like a doll I could play with!!

mom and her favorite doll. check that shoe and sock combo!

We were all back together when Scott finished school and I was going into the 8th grade. At that time we were living on 80 acres outside Wichita and your grandparents were raising sheep. Scott even had a pet sheep named Patsy who stayed on the back porch until we persuade her to return to the other sheep.

mom and scott totally had their own neighborhood bike gang! i had no idea i was following in her footsteps…

just like dad, you moved around a lot when you were growing up, since granddad worked for sears. tell me every place you’ve lived and which cities you liked the most (and the least).

I was born in Indiana. Then we moved to Michigan, next to Kansas, then Nebraska. Granddad decided to retire in 1965, the year I graduated from high school. Then he and Mama Helen bought some property outside of Aurora, Missouri, and built a retirement home there. I started college, attending a small school in Emporia, Kansas and then transferred to Southwest Missouri State in Springfield, Missouri. Your grandparents had a hard time staying in one place and I think they moved 5 more times after Aurora! I guess I liked Wichita the best and Omaha the least. I went to three different high schools so it was hard to make friends.

mom’s totally adorable school picture (dad thinks she looks like dorothy).

what did you do for fun when you were a kid?

We spent a lot of time outside. My favorite thing to do was to play “dress up” with Valerie, my next door neighbor. I had this really neat old suitcase that had a couple of long ball gown dresses my Grandmother gave me. With a few hats and old rhinestone jewelry (which I really wish I had now), Valerie and I looked fabulous!! When we got a black and white TV, Scott and I watched Howdy Doody and the Mickey Mouse Club. There were some amusements parks in Wichita and sometimes we went there. Every so often we would go the movies and even the drive in ones. I was in Campfire Girls, starting out as a Bluebird and then moving up to a Campfire girl. Mama Helen was our group leader. When we moved out to the farm, it was too far away to attend meetings. I did join 4H and participated in some projects, until we moved again.

I LOVE THIS PICTURE. SO MUCH. esp. scott’s hat and mom’s elegant fur stole.

what did you think you would be when you grew up?

I wanted to be a flight attendant or airline hostess as they were called then.

how would you describe yourself as a teenager?

I was an introvert and was not involved in many activities. I was in the Spanish club in high school. I was in a play in junior high but did not do anything in high school. My high school was a school for two years and then became a junior high. I think the school administration did not encourage many clubs or organizations since the school would change in two years. However, they did play football and basketball. Oh, that reminds me, I was in the pep club for a year—I had forgotten about that!

mom, i really really wish you had saved this dress so that i could wear it. you look so classy and beautiful!

what kind of music did you like?

I liked rock and classical music. I took piano lessons in elementary school and even though I did not like to practice, I did like the music. Always wanted to learn to play Beethoven and Chopin but without practicing that was impossible!

when i was growing up, you gave me your original copies of “anne of green gables” and “the secret garden” to read. were those some of yr favorite books as an adolescent? what other novels did you treasure?

I LOVED Nancy Drew, Cherry Ames (she was a nurse), and some books about an airline hostess, but can’t remember her name. Then I discovered Anne, Honeybunch, the Bobbsy Twins and many others. In junior high Arthur Conon Doyle and Sherlock Holmes grabbed me as well as other authors. The Bronte sisters, Jane Austin, Margaret Mitchell and so many more authors kept me busy in high school. I liked mysteries too. Reading is still my favorite thing to do.

did you work when you were in high school?

I did not have job but I did a lot of babysitting.

where did you go to college? did you ever face any sexism as a woman attending a university? were there different expectations or rules for girls than for boys?

My first two years of college were spent at Kansas State Teachers College in Emporia, Kansas. It is now called Emporia College. The last two years were in Springfield, Missouri, at Southwest Missouri State, now called University of Missouri at Springfield, I think. I received a BS in Education, so I can teach English anywhere. No sexism that I remember, but we had very strict rules, i.e. No pants unless you were bowling, 11:00 curfew on weekends. I was an RA in the dorm my second year in school and part of the job was to work on the switchboard. Does anyone know what that is? I answered the phones for the dorm. How’s that for ancient history!! I do believe the boys had a lot more freedom. There were not many rules for them. I do not remember if the boys had a curfew. No coed dorms in 1965 in my small Kansas town. Rules were not so strict in Springfield but I think the dorms still did have hours. I lived in an apartment and that gave me unlimited freedom.

no pants unless you were bowling?!!!!! uh, wow. talk about pantsism!!

mom’s engagement picture… that hair flip is extraordinary. p.s. unlike her prom dress, she actually did save this one, and now it’s in my closet!

what inspired you to become a librarian? and why did you pick LSU for your graduate work?

My mother’s sister was a librarian and I decided that would be something I could see myself doing. She had experience in school, college and public libraries and was well known in library circles in Texas. I talked to her about what I should do. My first college had a graduate program for library science, but after I took a couple of courses, I thought the faculty was mostly 50+in years and I wanted younger professors.

what was your first librarian job like?

My first job as a librarian was in a high school in Lake Charles, Louisiana. It was a unique experience! The school was in a minority area in Lake Charles. There were, maybe, 10 white students in the schools and the rest were African American. Growing up, I lived in a white community and there were few black students in the three high schools I attended. My job was to take care of the library, catalog and order new books and have a few “How to use the Library classes”. I suppose I had a hard time understanding why anyone would not want to be in or use the library. So many of the students did not know how to read or did not enjoy reading. It was definitely a challenge to teach and encourage students who do not even want to be in school. This was the first time I had ever encountered kids who stole books. On the plus side, I formed a library club and in the meetings we would talk about books and reading. At the end of the school year the club had enough money to take a bus to Galveston and spend the day at the beach. This was the first time some of the students had ever been out of Lake Charles or Louisiana.

a field trip to galveston?! mom, you were totally a cool school librarian.

ok now back up and tell me about meeting dad! i’ve already heard his side of the story, but I want to get yr perspective on the random hippie dude who gave you a ride one day.

Dad and I met one day when he drove his car to the campus and offered me and the girl I was walking with a ride. I think I had seen him before, riding his bike to school. We lived in the same apartment complex. Can’t remember if he asked me out then or of it was another time when we saw each other. Our first date was a Halloween party one of his friends gave!

how did dad propose to you?!!

I was a part of the program at LSU to partner students and elementary school students from lower income neighborhoods (maybe like Big Brothers/Big Sisters).There was a group activity and Dad took me. After we dropped off James at his home, Dad and I drove back to my apartment.  Before we got out of the car, Dad gave me a bottle of champagne and my engagement ring was hanging around the neck of the bottle. He asked me to marry him and I said yes.

just married!! mom, you look so beautiful, and so does that cake!! dad, nice hair.

champers!! way to go, dad.

share a few memories of yr early married life. i love hearing about my hipster twenty something parents!

Our first home was a furnished apartment in Lake Charles. Naturally, right after our 2 day honeymoon to New Orleans, Dad was sent offshore for work. It was an adjustment for both of us since we were not used to sharing rooms and beds! That double bed was just not big enough!!We did meet two other newlywed couples in the complex and did things together, like spur-of-the moment trips to Astroworld and dinner parties. Lake Charles did not have tons of places to go for fun, but Dad and I had a small sail boat so we would take it out on the lake. I also had a yellow MGB sports convertible, with a matching MG jacket!

mom, you were totally stylin’!!!

i dig the matching hair and glasses. hipsterific!

what was life like after you moved to houston?

Life was faster paced in Houston. Dad worked downtown and I even worked for Conoco for a couple of months, doing clerical work. I got a job at a bookstore near the Galleria until I was able to start working for the Harris County Library. We had a nice apartment on San Felipe, near Voss. It was exciting to be in a large city and even more fun to make new friends. After Dad left Conoco and went to work for the engineering firm, we had a lot of great times with some of the people he worked with and their wives and girlfriends.

ok, so now I will enter the picture (yes!). did you have any weird cravings when you were pregnant with me? like, say, mac ‘n’ cheese? cupcakes? reese’s?

The only thing I really craved was chocolate milk!

dad, mom, and me (as a bump), christmas 1978.

did you know, in advance, that you wanted to be a stay at home mom, or did this decision just kind of evolve organically?

I think the idea of staying at home did indeed evolve organically. I wanted to be the best mother I could and I was blessed to be able to stay home with you. Dad was gone often so my staying at home worked out to be the best for all of us.

i’ll ask you the same narcissistic question i asked dad: what was it like to be my mom?

It has been one of the most fulfilling times in my life. It was and is a joyful experience.

as you can see, it was a joyful experience for both of us.

how would you compare your childhood to mine? when i was growing up, did i ever remind you of yourself?

Mama Helen said I was always a very adventurous child. I don’t think you were as daring but you did like the teacup ride at Disneyworld and the roller coasters at Astroworld! You always had friends over and were involved in many after school activities (art, music, scouts and more) and I do not remember doing much like that.

what sort of ideal did you strive for as a mother? what were the values you sought to instill in me?

I wanted to be the mother to you that my mother was for me. She had two other children so her time with me was more limited. I wanted you to love God, put other people before yourself and pursue a satisfying career, whatever that turned out to be. I wanted you to be self reliant but also to depend on God. I think being honest and truthful is one of the most important values I sought to instill in you.

mom, instilling her love of reading in me. p.s. from this angle, she looks exactly like i do now. crazy!

mom, you know how much I love yr beef stroganoff. wow did you learn to cook?

Like most girls, I learned to cook from my mother. I did go to a neat cooking class in the 5th grade, through the Campfire Girls. I also had lots of practice with two brothers. Your Uncle David is also talented in the kitchen!

you’ve done a lot of volunteer work since I was born. tell me about one of your favorite volunteer experiences.

One of the most fun volunteer works I did was in Lafayette, Louisiana. The history museum had a large dinosaur exhibit, the kind with the animals that move and make noise. I was a tour guide for school groups. The kids were always excited about the tours!!

mom’s volunteering was captured at an early age by a life magazine photographer!

you and i watched the v. first episode of buffy together, and ever since then, you have consistently out-cooled me with yr viewing habits, like “gilmore girls” and “roswell.” since you are obvs on the cutting edge, which current shows would you recommend?

Thanks for thinking of me being on the cutting edge! There aren’t many shows like the ones listed above. I am watching Fringe and am looking forward to Life on Mars, Eleventh Hour, and Dollhouse. I also like the Sarah Connors Chronicles.

what is yr secret power?

I am a mother—they have lots of secret powers!

like the secret power of hugs! this picture is from our girl scout train trip, which was seriously the coolest thing ever.

do you sleep in jimjams? what kind?

T-shirt and pj bottoms

what is yr #1 favorite food?

Lamb

what is yr top restaurant recommendation in austin? what’s the best thing on the menu?

Z Tejas, everything!

tell me about yr top area of expertise.

Spelling and grammar. You should know everything I learned about diagramming sentences, I learned in the 6th grade. I was an English major in college.

this photo is from our trip to hawaii for dad’s high school reunion. i remember secretly liking mom’s dress more than mine, cos it was pink. what i don’t remember is how AWESOME my haircut was.

what was yr favorite item of clothing as a child?

I had a yellow dress I wore for Easter.

what was yr favorite toy as a child? (the moody bonus question)

My Terri Lee doll and her beautiful clothes

what do you plan on doing when you’re 80?

Attending classes, reading and taking care of Dad.

me and my proud parents at my rice graduation. this photo makes me squee.

if you could assemble yr own ocean’s 11, who would you pick and why?

I think all my group would be some of my family plus your extremely talented friends—the best of the best.

what is yr best karaoke song?

I don’t do karaoke

mom, we must rectify this situation immediately.

tell me something scandalous!

When I was 4 years old, I took Scott and we ran away from home. Not really, but we walked across a major road and down the street to a house that I wanted to look at!  It was probably 4 or 5 blocks away from home. Your grandmother was not happy with me!

whoah, mom!! i’m shocked! the only time i ran away from home, i ended up under the dining room table with a box of thin mints.

mom, thank you so much for taking the time to answer all of my questions. it means so much to me to record your history and experiences, and reading about them makes me feel even more blessed to be your daughter.

i love you mom!

p.s. pants world, don’t forget that you can ask questions in the comments!

LINKS

amy poehler’s new tv show just got better… will arnett better!!!!!!

this is one of the sweetest stories ever. which i’m sure lifetime will make into a movie and ruin.

moody sent me this video of an elephant in houston helping out with hurricane clean-up. GAH why are elephants so great?!!!!

my favorite cat, winston, really likes blueberries. and fingers.

dear diary pants: “that’s another reason why boys are a bother”

in today’s entry, we discover the following about the party-planning, keanu-loving life of posh d:

1) entertaining boys is really, really stressful.

2) things are still ON LIKE TRON with keanu.

3) apparently, posh has created and mastered a “cute thing” she does with boys she likes.

4) never having hat hair = magical quality

note: parts of today’s entry will be segments rather than the entire entry because, as you may have noticed, i apparently felt the need to write about every single minute aspect of my fifteen year-old existence.

7/11/94

Travis and Danny can come to the party! — but RAndy can’t. So far, it’s 3 guys and 8 girls. I sure hope Trey and Seth can come! I also hope the party will be a success. See, that’s another reason why boys are a bother. Now we have to worry about keeping them entertained! Siiiigh. Oh bother.

P.S. Seth cut out this article about Keanu Reeves’ dad from “The Star” (reliable source, I know). But it has this pretty big, awesome picture of my honey pie from “Speed.” Could anyone look any finer?

7/12/94

I love the Theater! [ed note: yes, i capitalized it]. I saw “And Then There Were None” with Keriann, Emily, Rachel, Mom, Mrs. Schreiber, Joy, Joy’s friend Teal (freshman) and Teal’s mom and Aunt Margaret! It was very good. The set was awesome, and the sound (although a bit loud– we were right nex to the speaker) was awesome. The thunder was loud enough to make you jump out of your seat (which we all did). Even the outside balcony looked real, with color changing skies, wave sounds and real water rain! I think being on crew and tech has really made me appreciate all of these things.

Guess what– I saw Billy there. Yes, Billy Conway! [ed note: a really cute senior boy and all around drama star-- this kid was jesus in "godspell"] It was wonderful– he talked to me and Rachel for almost the whole intermission. We discussed the play, then went on to P.E. and Health [ed note: RIVETING]. He’s going to Baylor (I did my cute thing– punched him in the shoulder). He said he’ll come back to Cy-Creek and visit. I hope so! I’ll really miss him.

7/14/94

It’s great to have 2 last-day-of-schools in one year. It’s weird to think that I’ll probably never see any of those people again. I will probably never swim in the Cy-Falls pool again. Actually, I’m *sure* I never will.

I didn’t even say good-bye to a lot of people– like Sharew (spelling?!!). Man, he had the best hair I’ve ever seen (he challenges even the mighty Keanu). It’s black (I think he’s Indian or Philipino or something), short and has awesome slightly surfer dudeish bangs. He *never* had hat hair!!! I still can’t believe he’s going to be a senior.

I got Melissa’s phone #– although I’m not very optimistic over our meeting again. I also took pics of the group (click click).

Ahh– I can sleep late tomorrow!!! Racel’s party… I’m definitely excited, but anxious.

[ed note: is this a cliffhanger ending or what?!!]

LINKS

my most heartfelt thanks to john for posting this video, which is basically the reason why youtube was invented, i.e. a collection of every single time michael scott has uttered the words, “that’s what she said.”

and, to continue with the laughing, check out the “generic off,” care of our greatest national treasure, “the daiy show.”

ok, seriously, i think all of today’s links are all about the hilarity. you MUST read george saunder’s humor piece in the new yorker about lipstick, pigs, pitt bulls… oh sweet fancy moses.

and the hits just keep coming with jezebel’s investigation of some really, really word xmas ornaments (hint: there’s a menorah!).

but LET’S GET SERIOUS NOW with this awesome article in the ny times about goth. no really. goth. in the NYT.

HELP WANTED! inquire within.

i know you guys have been DYING for this moment since you first discovered and fell madly in love with this most amazing blog.

I AM ACCEPTING APPLICATIONS FOR CONTRIBUTORS.

what does this mean?

well, it means that i am suddenly busier than i was before, and while i love this blog and want to keep posting every day, i could use a weekday off.

and, to be perfectly honest, it’s not the actual blog that’s important to me but rather the community around it.

so THAT leads me to the ultimate solution: weekly entries written by you guys!

i mean, come on, half of you write page-long essays in the comments anyway (which i love, btw), so why not get more *public recognition* for yr hard work and deep thinking? this is yr chance to SHINE in the SPOTLIGHT! to get NOTICED! to move up in the exciting world of internet journalism!

think of this entry as less of an invitation and more of a, uh, warning.

BECAUSE… you will most likely receive an email from me v. soon requesting an entry (about any topic of yr choosing! freedom of the press!) and you will totally feel really bad if you say, “NO WAY, SARAH,” cos you’ll realize that not only are you walking away from the opportunity of a lifetime, but you’re also letting the entire internet down.

seriously, though, i’m excited about this idea. esp. cos yr comments are often better than my entries, anyway. and then we’ll all be learning from each other’s ideas and getting to know each other and YAY!!! BLOG HUG!!!!!!