Thursday, May 03, 2007
the dc post
so i haven't smoked in over a month. i got some rad presents for this - eb and bq got me a good vs. evil unicorn playset, and pos got me a "you did it!" beanie baby (he was like "i knew you would think it was retarded. that's why i bought it") and flowers and a sweet card and a handheld nerd sudoku game. you should totally smoke for 12 years and then quit so that you, too, can get presents.
my trip to dc was rad. i got to do some hill stuff (including a visit to obama's office - he wasn't there, but we talked to his staff) and went to meetings, including a dinner at the watergate, but really i was happy to be there to see a buncha friends and go to my favorite places. dc's smoking ban went into effect on jan 1, so even going to my very-all-time-favorite place for drinks, pharmacy bar, was just as good as always and i didn't feel left out by not smoking. it still smells like stale nicotine stains - i'm sure that my four years of sitting there chainsmoking contributes to this historical scent. also, i got to see hot fuzz with mob (great); went to the portrait gallery, which was closed the entire time i lived there and is awesome; saw peter bjorn and john at the 9:30 club, which is pretty much the best place in america to see a band; and bought a cute and kitschy cookie jar shaped like a dog wearing a hat at miss pixies, where i have found the most amazing deals over the years. the doggy cookie jar was $15. when i showed it to pos he was like "this was for dog treats. it reeks. please don't put cookies in there."
i love dc. i miss dc. i want to live there. i want to pick up all of the good things i have in chicago and transfer them to dc. this will not happen, but a girl can dream. retirement is only like 35 years from now - maybe that's where i will spend my silver foxx years.
i did something after work that i haven't done in a long time - i went to the virgin megastore and actually bought cds. for real, the last cd i purchased new was the white stripes' get behind me satan; i've been perfectly content with itunes, the hype machine, all of the music blogs i troll for new tracks, and getting burns from friends for the past two years. i got the new tori amos and the new feist. i haven't bothered with tori for a while - just the cover of her album the beekeeper made me dismiss it as totally middle-aged zzzz and i never bothered to get it. the nyt said "A message to lapsed Tori Amos fans: come back. You won’t be bored" and i read this article, which is basically a steel cage match between tori and feist, and got both of them. i love feist, and the video for "1-2-3-4" (shot in one continuous take) is radness.
there are two things i will pretty much always post: collections of bad tattoos and collections of bad album covers. here's a new one of the records with a few i hadn't seen before. i will also post any mention of kenny, the mentally retarded white tiger.
in case you were wondering how long phil spector has been insane: a very long time.
female bloggers get cyberstalked, threatened and totally creeped out: read here. thankfully, the only obsessive i have attracted with this blog is sp, who was my number-one fan even before i started blogging. i got to see sp in dc and i had forgotten that she pretty much has the nicest skin of anyone i have ever met, and she told me, after i commented on this, that a woman once stopped her on the street to tell her that. and then sp cocked her head at me and said "you have nice skin, too. can i wear it?" (just kidding. she does have amazing skin, though).
a sports story that i actually read all of the way through, and you should read it, too - it's surprising and thoughtful and funny. very interesting.
karma! irony! i do feel bad for her, even though she's a big liar. read here.
and, before i go, since this is the dc post, you HAVE to read this story about the biggest asshole in all of the district of columbia (minus all members of the current administration).