I can't believe I forgot...

Rather than say I forgot, I'm going to say that I was waiting to save the best for last. So here, a week late, the best dance sequence in a movie.







Try to argue otherwise. I dare you.

It's about treehouses!!

So today's Music Week Blog Party is Guilty Pleasures. The problem is, I don't feel guilty for liking any of these. They are so totally rad in every way. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.



For some reason YouTube is not letting me embed any of these. Click the links for some awesomeness. I promise you will not be disappointed.



C'est La Vie- B*Witched



Bring it all back - S Club 7



Mmmbop - Hanson



Tonight - New Kids on the Block



Lucky - Britney Spears



Come on Over - Christina Aguilera



With You - Jessica Simpson



Status Quo - High School Musical

[I almost posted this with yesterday's post, but I definitely think it's more fitting here.]






**I'm hoping at least one of the two people who understand the title of this post are reading this. ken, friend, are you out there?

20 days to break a habit...

I don't know where to start.




I'm going to be blogging more. But it's going to be different.




I've run out of good stories. I'm no longer working alone in a blind man's basement. No longer living with my crazy religious parents. No longer going on random dates with sketchy drunk russian guys.




I'm going to try and get better stories for you. I had one ready to go and I asked my non sketchy non drunk non russian friend ben to put together a corresponding image to post with my story. I figured this would make people forget that it wasn't really an interesting story at all. That was the plan. If you've met either Ben or myself then you know what happened. No picture, no story, sorry.




I've been saying sorry a lot recently. I want to stop. I want to stop having to say I'm sorry. I've been unhappy for a while. I want to stop all that. I'd like to stop working in advertising and living in Jersey City but that's not going to change at least for the next six months (the latter at least, who knows about the former). In the meantime, I'm going to focus my attention elsehwere. Here for one.




My friend Ben told me that it takes 20 days to break a habit. I believe him. April 1st is exactly 20 days from today. I've mentioned before that I don't like March. Mostly because it's a lie. It lies to you and makes you believe it's something it's not. I feel like I've become March. It's also a 31 day month with not a single closed work holiday. That means an extra long month of full five day work weeks.




But this March is going to be different. Every year March pushes me. It just pushes and pushes. This year, I'm fighting back. Watch out March, I'm coming for you!




I'm going to be posting on here a lot more. Some of my posts will be similar to previous posts. Some are going to be super duper random and maybe not make sense to anyone but me. I'm okay with that, I hope you are, too. Some of my stories will be about things that happened last month, last year, or even longer ago, when I actually had good stories to tell. Maybe by writing about them, I'll remember what makes a good story and I'll be more aware when a good story opportunity presents itself to me in the future.




During my not-so-brief blogging hiatus I was updating my tumblr truth and beauty bombs. You can check that out too if you want. Again, a lot of the stuff on there might make sense to no one but me, but a lot of its shiny and pretty so feel free to take a look around. A lot of the extra random stuff on there will probably eventually become a longer post explained on here so, you know, that's cool.




I guess I hope people read this. I mean, that's the point, right? I guess it doesn't really matter. I guess that's part of the habit. Caring if anyone's reading this. So maybe in 20 days it'll all be different. Maybe in 20 days it'll all be good again.

the bruises were fist kisses

spending time together is easy when you spend so much time apart. i gave up my freedom but i gained a second heart.




second heart is all i need this fall cuz you know i need someone to sing me to sleep.




making good decisions is easy when you haven't got a choice. telephone turn on sunshine when it sends you the right voice.




hello to the angry phone bill. they charge for my whole life. wise man, he once told me, cut the cord with a kitchen knife.




kitchen knife is all i need this fall cuz you know i need someone to sing me to




...zzz...






credit where credit is due.
"the bruises were fist kisses" accredited to Ben White
photos by alex johnson
lyrics - "Coupla Easy Things" Bishop Allen

Good luck, Goodbye. Thanks, Boss.

I'm pretty sure my stance on romance can be pretty easily summed up by my opinion that Bruce Springsteen's Thunder Road is one of the best love songs ever written if only for the lyric: You ain't a beauty but hey you're alright/Oh and that's alright with me. which is pretty much the sweetest thing ever. Followed closely by the lyrics of Billy Joel's Just the Way Your Are which essentially, if you think about it, says the same thing.

Explains a lot really.

I'm going to Hawaii.

I'm going to Hawaii.

I booked my flight last night.

I'm going to Hawaii.

I'm not going till January 14, 2009, but I'm still going to Hawaii.

And all last night and all this morning, in my head, it's all, i'mgoingtohawaiii'mgoingtohawaiii'mgoingtohawaii!!!!!!!!!

And for the next seven months it's going to be i'mgoingtohawaiii'mgoingtohawaiii'mgoingtohawaiii'mgoingtohawaii!!!!!!!!!

So you and I might be in a deep philosophical discussion about the meaning of life and Barak Obama and rising gas prices and global warming and globalization, but in my head it'll be all like i'mgoingtohawaiii'mgoingtohawaiii'mgoingtohawaii!!!!!!

And you're not.

(unless you want to. come with me. cheap flights. book now!)

I am 32 flavors and then some...

But if you're looking for a little vanilla - check it. 

In completely and totally unrelated news (like not even a little bit related), I was totally going to post all sorts of awesomeness last night. Like about how Zooey Deschannel is my new bff, how I'm engaged and getting free meals, how bat shit crazy my family really is, how my mom hung up on me, how Mickey Dolenz and NKOTB are totally making my life right now, how sad Vampire Weekend and babies make me, how I'm thrilled and at the same time totally sad to be Tickles-less, how awesome sml cookies test run went, how I'm the star master, how I'm now a part of the Sara Kendall Trio - which actually really truly exists, how I'm embracing my complete nerdom and posting comic con pics, how the cat litter all over my floor makes me sad, how swallowing a bug only makes the top five list of gross things that happened to me last week, how much awesomer fantasy and lies are compared to reality, how gene chandler's gots moves, how much i love warm clothes weather, how much i detest being at the whim of people with cars, how much i love being car-less, how self-involved i really truly am, how i'm not a cat person, dog person, or people person and will surely die alone, but how being engaged fixes that problem, how i'm going to make my fiance clean up after me, cuz why else would you get engaged? how much i really want to watch newsies and dazed and confused right now and wish that a) i wasn't at work and b) i had a vcr or b) wish i had those movies on dvd cuz who even has vhs's anymore, and yes, all of this is really totally going on in my head right now and aren't you concerned for me??

but...i got distracted.

oops. sorry. try again later.

someone should have told me...

about spring skiing.

i've been trying to plan one last trip up to vermont for some snowboarding before it gets too warm out. my sister wanted to go but we couldn't find a weekend that worked for both of us so we gave up. then i get an email from my brother telling me i should just come up on my own and that it would have to be in the next four weeks for them to be there and the mountain to still be open. turns out i'm free the last weekend of march so i start looking into the possibilty. i call my brother tonight to discuss plane vs. train dilemma and i inquire if it would still be cold enough for boarding and he says it would be spring skiing and i ask what's that.

this is the description he gave: basically it's 50 or 60 degress and you're boarding in a long-sleeve t-shirt and the snow is pretty soft and you're getting a tan as you're boarding.



and i'm wondering why no one has ever told me about this spring skiing thing and why i'm wasting my time being up there in january in negative 40 weather freezing my ass off and being miserable and falling on ice when i could've just waited for spring skiing. dude best idea ever!

so now the plane vs. train dilemma. either way i'm missing the same amount of time at work.

train is a little under $100. pros: penn station is super easy to get to. it's cheaper. probably a pretty cool trip - scenery-wise. good for the environment cons: 16-hour trip to be up there for one night.

i found a flight for $145 pros: much more time in vermont. cons: la guardia is annoying as hell to get to and pretty much the worst in the nation in terms of delays and canceled flights and such. slightly more expensive.

i hate making decisions. make it for me?

Jeffrey Brown = Love

So I'm newly obsessed with alt/indie graphic novels. Forbidden Planet has become a very dangerous place for me, www.fartparty.org is like my new fav site, and Jeffrey Brown is totally my new imaginary boyfriend*.

So finding out that Jeff illustrated a video for Death Cab for Cute? Ummm...OMG! Like major!! [Note: overly exciting things make me talk/type/act like a moron]



*The fact that in most of Jeffrey Brown's books he actually very much reminds me of a recent boyfriend-like person in my life is only kinda weird and disturbing. I'd still date him.

Best thing ever?

This American Life takes on television.

Worst thing ever?
I don't have Showtime. Lame.

I guess me and Ira will just have to bond over the radio for now