Bic Brilliance!

One of the most ingenious innovations. Ideal for a university student to carry around. 

Source:

'din-ink' by andrea cingoli + paolo emilio bellisario + cristian cellini + francesca fontana, 2007

Eat with the same pen that wrote the recipe! 

174/365

This was the week of ecstasy when I realized Hype Machine wasn't blocked at work anymore.

Source: WeHeartIt

Day 168/365: Sun Lips, Black Moth Super Rainbow.
Their name sounds like a bad initials answer in Balderdash. BMSR? Black Moth Super Rainbow.

Day 169/365: Golden Skans, The Klaxons.
A signature Klaxon's piece, idyllic for summer time (what's left of it).

Day 170/365: Zebra, Beachhouse.
Tidings of the great white striped horse. Too bad the female vocals sound male; she's gorgeous live but you're surprised that she's a she!

Day 171/365: I Remember, DeadMau5 (Caspa remix).
The perfect Indie lullaby.

Day 172/365: I Need A Dollar, Aloe Blacc.
A dollar is all I need, except not, because I would just buy more pretty shirts with it.

Day 173/365: The Suburbs, Arcade Fire.
1) It's amazing 2) I have a serious fear of missing out on the social media platform, thus conformity.

Day 174/365: Anthems for a 17 Year Old Girl, Broken Social Scene.
Park that car, drop that phone, dream about me.

24 down, 29 to go! 

Shel Silverstein

I love Shel Silverstein poetry. In childhood, I read Falling Up about 20 times through. Considering that I was a very illiterate and foreign child, that's an accomplishment! The imagery in the poems is incredibly playful and fun. Here are some of my favorites.

I Know You Little, I Love You Lots

I know you little, I love you lots,
my love for you could fill ten pots,
fifteen buckets, sixteen cans,
three teacups, and four dishpans.

Falling Up

And I fell up-
Up to the roof tops
Up past the tree tops
Up over the mountias
Up where the colors
Blend into the sounds
But it go me so dizzy
When I looked around
I got sick to my stomach
And I threw down

I wrote a blog about these poems

To be read from the comfort of your homes

Seasonal September

Sources: WeHeartIt

What in the world is in season right now? 

Vegetables: 

artichoke
arugula
beet
beet greens
bell peppers
carrots
cauliflower
corn
eggplant
garlic
potatoes (maincrop)
radishes
sweet potatoes
wild mushrooms
zucchini

Fruit and Nuts: 

almonds
apples
cranberries
figs
limes
melon
pears
plums
pomegranate
raspberries
tomatoe

Potato, Patatoe

167/365

And my regular music selections return. More indie and tranquil than ever. 

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Day 161/365: He Wasn't Man Enough, Toni Braxton.
I distinctly remember what 10 year old me thought about this song: "Toni isn't a girl's name!"

Day 162/365: Firecracker, Frazey Ford.
An alliteration appears about. Also, an amazingly airy articulation.

Day 163/365: The Co-dependent, Sia.
Just getting into Sia. She's low key up beat and doesn't just sing, but makes music with her voice.

Day 164/365: Kettering, The Antlers.
Slow tempo, relaxing, perfect for social media report research... or bubble baths!

Day 165/365: I Want You (She's so heavy), The Beatles.
This song is a picture of my emotion: nostalgic, weighed down, and bloated.

Day 166/365: Cannibal Queen, Miniature Tigers.
Coming for your heart like a cannibal, oh she let's me right in and i'm fed till i'm full.

Day 167/365: Garbage Truck, Sex Bob-Omb (Beck).
I am in lesbians with Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World.

23 down, 29 to go!

160/365

This week I found my old CD's from the early 2000s, you're welcome.

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154/365: Cold Hard B*****, Jet.
Just a kiss on the lips and I was on my knees, oh waiting give me... more CD GOLD? I think I will!

Day 155/365: Shalala Lala, Vanga Boys.
What's that? Oh, I'm just making some noise for the vanga boys.

Day 156/365: My Everything, 98 Degrees.
How old is Nick now? Do you think he's over Jessica and ready for our inevitable love affair?

Day 157/365: Bang Bang Boom, The Moffats.
Do da do do, Do da do do. Just time traveled to 2001.

Day 158/365: Just For You, Janet Jackson.
Yes it's cool, yes I'm in the mood. Overtly sexual songs for children!

Day 159/365: Bring Down The House, S Club.
Ummm, the S stands for Sanja club. This was my argument, for an entire year of my young life.

Day 160/365: Liquid Dreams, O-Town.
Songs about ejaculation whilst sleeping, for kids! Who thought it was OK for 10 yr old me to hear this?

22 Down, 30 to go!

Cheer Up

I have a serious case of the mean reds. As of today all of my friends are long-distance. Here is a blog entry featuring some Internet finds that make me happy/ are keeping me from breaking down into a tiny friend-less mess.

Mustache  Mugs! If you find the Hitler one, let me know! 

I'm a softie for hard boiled eggs. 

Old cartoons of anthropomorphized animals. 

So really only 27.2% of me is sad. 

Glasses.

Literally. 

Parisian Macaroon.

A spoon full of sugar. 

In Soviet Russia, sad are you. 

My greatgrandmother, looked exactly like this. 

Breakfast Balloons!

Cheer up, clap clap, cheer up, cheer up, cheer up!