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Joshua Homme. Badass.

April 1, 2010 Leave a comment

QOTSA’s lead man on the importance of independent record stores…

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Before the Recession pt. 4

March 25, 2010 Leave a comment

I’ll never forget the summer after finishing 6th grade.  I believe this was the summer I first put my tongue in a girl’s mouth.  In fact, I may have even touched my first mammary that summer. But most importantly, this was the summer my dad first sprung for cable TV.  And to this then-adolescent boy that meant two things: MTV and ‘Skinemax’.  Though I would later discover that there was one beautiful bacchanal that basically combined the two.

I can’t really describe my initial reactions to MTV’s ‘Spring Break’.  To tell you the truth, I didn’t believe it was real, and to be fair, I’d bet that most of it probably isn’t.  But I had no idea what college was all about back then, what being drunk was all about, and what being horny for actual real human beings was all about either.  Yet there it was – all of it, sometimes even with whipped cream, honey, and bubbles to boot.

As time passed, I began to realize that the Spring Break ‘scene’ was probably a little bit too shallow for me.  I don’t have a six pack, I tan like a cat swims, and I dance even worse.  I was not bred for such things.  So in college I think I must have subconsciously convinced myself that MTV had cut short its seasonal fiesta.  Maybe I didn’t want to believe that such a thing could thrive in perpetuity.  I thought it was dead, and apparently I was wrong, because – like cicadas – out from the frozen ground have sprung commercials touting MTV SPRING BREAK 2010!!!!  (…and the cast of Jersey Shore crosses their swollen chests but again…)

Still, as wet t-shirt contests on white sand don’t fascinate me like they once did, I can’t shake the intensity of those first few ‘Spring Breaks’.  In a lot of ways they were a right of passage.  From Saturday morning cartoons to soft-core, from staying up late to sneaking cigarettes, from house-phones to email: MTV’s ‘Spring Break’ just typified what was a time of great upheaval in my life.  So while I may never be able to dance comfortably, I’ll certainly do my best to hold on to that fascination I once had for those who can…

Times were simple. Life was good.

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Whoa

January 19, 2010 Leave a comment

About 5 years ago I gave birth to a hideous depression that lasted a startlingly long time.  Embarrassing as it is to admit this, I probably listened to the tune above more than any other during that particular stretch.  Today I stumbled across it again for the first time in a long while, and… well, I’ll say this: if you ever want to get some perspective in your life, try rediscovering what you were listening to in the bleakest periods of your past.  It’s heavy stuff.

… still, the song does kind of rock.  Doesn’t it?

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Previously on…

December 24, 2009 Leave a comment

It’s Christmas eve and I’ve just realized that it’s been exactly 20 days since I’ve left any update.  This is unacceptable.  However, since I’m lazy – and most likely so are you – I’ll spare the lengthy written update in favor of a sort-of photo essay.  I hope this will suffice.  Whatever the outcome, I will absolutely not keep you (maybe three people?) bereft of material for that long ever again.  So, without further adieu, the last 20 days…


Yea. It was a solid 20 days.

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Meet me on Fayette

December 4, 2009 Leave a comment

Similarities?  Maybe more than we’d like to admit…

Recognize these?

November 17, 2009 Leave a comment

You should.  Finally completed in 1964 by architect Bertrand Goldberg, the Marina City towers were originally planned as a mixed use/residential community on Chicago’s State street.  Try a different angle.

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American Kimchi

November 11, 2009 Leave a comment

It’s been an activity/stress-filled two months, but I’ve still not forgotten about Korea.  How could I?  In fact, I still find myself bringing it up in conversation… frequently, and probably much to my friends’ dismay.

Though, I’ll admit, it would be hard to forget the good ‘ol ROK in a place like northern VA, which absolutely must have one of the most active Korean populations in the country.  And if you think I’m full of it, then just travel to Annandale, VA – a small city in which SEVERAL whole strip malls will be nothing but Korea-themed operations.  In fact, I saw whole office complexes with nary an English letter visibly anywhere on the building’s facade.  It’s a wild place, but one I’m very comfortable in.

At any rate, you would think that with all of these Koreans here, I could get some quality Kimchi.  Unfortunately that has not been the case, and I’m straight pissed about it.  Most Americans can’t understand this, but Kimchi fucking rocks!  It’s healthy, it tastes fantastic with meat, and you can use it to make endless amounts of hangover-busting soup.  I miss it as much, if not more, than the curious looks I got from throngs of intensely attractive Korean women.

America has not been good to my waistline.  I don’t look like trash, and I haven’t been keeping a routine as I should, but damn does American food make it hard to stay svelte.  Quite frankly I’m glad I let it go a little bit at the end of my Asian stay, because it would have been really awful if I came looking in shape, and then watched it go down in a blaze of glory.  Now all I have to do is contend with the fact that it went from bad to worse.

Why am I ranting?  You guessed it: I WANT MY KIMCHI!  But not just any watered-down (read: American) Kimchi.  I want the good stuff.  I want the stuff I had in Korea, that I would gladly have over any pb&j.  Koreans of America: why are you holding out on us?  You know that there’s an all-consuming health craze in this country, where are your infomercials about the ‘Kimchi diet’?  This is a billion-dollar industry that you are not breaking into!

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