Monday, July 30, 2007
If this is true, I am THRILLED! I'm not looking forward to reading all the columns whining about giving up Al Jefferson tomorrow. He's a good player and a nice kid, but fans have suffered through too many seasons waiting for young talent to develop. Do you know what I am looking forward to? Besides dangling prepositions? Watching a winning Celtics team again!
The East sucks. The KG-PP-RA combo is going to be great.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
I have many thoughts on this subject, (one being why the heck it took 8 years for the international community to apply enough pressure to get the nurses released) but I'd just like to send a congratulations message to the medical personnel involved. I hope that their lives can get back to normal, somehow. I'd also like to send a big old FUCK YOU to Libya. This is how they treat their international health workers? Career-wise, I'm very interested in projects designed to combat infection disease in third world countries, but I'll tell you right now that I'll never set foot in that shithole of a nation.
I have never seen a 3D movie before, and it's not something I'm really into, but the novelty of getting the giant glasses and putting them on for the big battle scene at the end of the movie was a lot of fun.
Monday, July 23, 2007
Anyways, I had to put the book aside for a while to get back to my true love, fiction. I'm almost done with the new Michael Chabon book, and I have Harry Potter on deck.
As for movies, I've been on a classics kick, courtesy of Netflix. Last week, I watched A Streetcar Named Desire and Citizen Kane. I didn't really love either, but at least ASND featured the most smoking hot man ever to grace silver screen with his gorgeousness: The young Marlon Brando. Seriously, you guys, I don't care how fat, old, and somewhat crazy he became, no one comes close to Brando in his prime.
Citizen Kane, often listed as the Best Movie Ever Made, didn't do much for me. A smart, ambitious man amasses a large fortune, becomes more and more eccentric, and dies sad and alone. Yeah, I didn't like that movie the last time I saw it, when it was called The Aviator. In historical context, it's probably very cinematically impressive, but I much prefer The Wizard of Oz, which predates Citizen Kane. One interesting tidbit I learned (from the internet, of course) is that the one actress I liked, Dorothy Comingore, had her career ruined by McCarthy's infamous communist hunt.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
2. Brief, interesting article about taxicabs in Bethel, Alaska.
3. Michael Vick indicted for his involvement in dog fighting. What a frickin' idiot. I'm guessing that he won't be back in the NFL next season. DUIs and weapons charges might be forgivable in the court of public opinion, but animal torture? Not so much.
Monday, July 16, 2007
I remember seeing that in the theater with my mom and my sisters. We didn't go to the movies very often as children. These are the only movies I can recall seeing in the theater:
1. The Princess Bride, which we LOVED.
2. An American Tail, from which we had to leave early because my sister Eri, who was six at the time, began sobbing uncontrollably when Fievel got washed overboard. This may partly explain why we didn't go to the movies very often.
3 and 4. A boy my age lived next door and I used to be the only girl at his birthday parties. Two years in a row, his parents brought a group of us to the movies. We saw Starman one year, and Follow That Bird the next. I think there was a naked scene in Starman.
5. Moonstruck. My mom went out-of-town (a very rare occurrence), so my dad took us to a movie that he wanted to see, without pausing to determine whether it was suitable for children. I remember being sort of afraid of Nicolas Cage, and thinking that the whole thing was boring, and I didn't really understand the plot (probably because I was more accustomed to the likes of Follow That Bird). However, I watched it again more than a decade later, and thoroughly enjoyed it, so no harm done. Although wooden hands still sort of creep me out.
Friday, July 13, 2007
Thursday, July 12, 2007
So, it looks like I'll be back to long days, nights, and weekends in the lab. It won't be fun. Most of the time, it will be decidedly unfun. But I've realized that it's the only way to finish. I still plan on keeping up with the blog...I mean, someone's got to be on the lookout for interspecies friendships and inappropriate footwear.
I am going to New York this weekend, so no more procrastinating...starting on Monday.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
The name is pretty self-explanatory, but basically, it works like this: you purchase a gift through the website, an email or text message with a redemption code is sent to the recipient, and the lucky friend uses the code to purchase a drink at a participating bar or restaurant, which are listed by region on the website. Neat, huh?
Currently, most the of bars in the BYFAD network are in or around New York City. When they add one in Boston, you can send some drinks my way, bitchez.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Monday, July 09, 2007
1. The Colosseum, Rome, Italy
2. Petra, Jordan
3. The Great Wall of China, China
4. Taj Mahal, Agra, India
5. Christ the Redeemer Statue, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
6. Chichén Itzá, Mexico
7. Machu Picchu, Peru
I voted for 5 of the 7 winners. I haven't been able to find a tally of total votes, but reports are that the Great Wall of China came in 1st place.
Sunday, July 08, 2007
We gave Jason and Sarah some Maine-appropriate gifts, like this hunting magazine featuring an article entitled "How to Stalk."
Saturday- I attended the 30th birthday party for Sue at Clarke's, and somehow managed to not get any good pictures of her. The party itself was a great time, and later on in the evening, a funny little mishap occured. I was chatting with a couple of friends, when all of the sudden a guy slid up to me and put his arm around me, in an...ummm...very affectionate manner (there was some back rubbing and a pat on the butt involved). I froze, turned, and identified the back rubber as the boyfriend of Loren, who just so happens to be my height, with the same hair color, and was wearing outfit very similar to mine. "I'm not Loren," I said. He looked stunned and completely mortified. By this point, everyone around us had realized what had happened and we all cracked up. Here is Loren winning back her man:
Towards the end of the evening, a few of us were unable to resist the pull of the scorpion bowl, so we headed down the road to the Hong Kong. Luckily, we didn't last too long, so I woke up feeling relatively undamaged.
Sunday- I met my sister, bro-in-law, and my two nieces for breakfast at Flour (they opened a second branch in Fort Point), and we headed over to the Children's Museum. Although it's been remodeled since the last time I was there (oh, about twenty years ago), the milk bottle still exists. Nora and Maggie seemed to enjoy it, but I was probably the most excited of the group.