15 April 2008

14 April 2008

01 April 2008

Vanilla ice

Guilty admissions:

#87 Outdoor Performance Clothes
#80 The Idea of Soccer (have you seen Cristiano Ronaldo?)
#78 Multilingual Children
#70 Study Abroad
#30 Wrigley Field
#22 Having Two Last Names

The college girl wardrobe staple

I heard from a certain Bloch-Wehba girl via another Bloch-Wehba girl that all EDIT: SOROS-TITUTES own a pair of these shorts. Soro- from the Latin soror meaning sister, -stitutes from the Greek meaning streetwalker. Then both LBW and I realized we are proud owners, and quickly shunned the stereotype. HBW, it seems the phenomenon extends beyond Greek Row.

30 March 2008

Spring breakers


http://www.pisceandelusions.org/

7:46 pm, EST: The sun gently dips below the horizon, the restaurant crowd bursts into applause.

Sound effects for the sound effects

The Dirty G is doing it so right with music line-ups this week:

Electronic for electronicheads on Friday evening with Dan Deacon; intelligent "beats, rhymes, and life" and odes to the Northwest ([MelzerLi]! [NiehHami]!) with the Blue Scholars on Saturday, a little pre-Disco warm-up.

"Sick!"

I've also heard good things about Bon Iver, who's scheduled for Wednesday evening.

Currently running a high M.I.A. fever, and of course can never get enough Cat Power.

"Growl."

23 March 2008

Six-word memoirs

I heard a story about this on NPR a while ago, and since then I've spent a lot of time wondering how I would sum up my life in six words. One of my favorites is by Stephen Colbert: "Well, I thought it was funny."

I'm really into the discussion of what constitutes "memoir"; it always brings me back to junior year English and reading Tim O'Brien's The Things They Carried and the discussion on truth the novel provoked. Can exaggerated, subjective, even fictionalized "truth" be "truer" than a factual recounting of events? Blurring the line between fiction and non-fiction, where does memoir fall, as a genre? Vladimir Nabokov's works also brings this question to light, especially in his autobiography Speak, Memory in which he plays with memory, time, color and truth as malleable, tactile entities, all collaged together.

My turn?

Grow wings. Buzz around. ______ ______

That's about how far I am in life right now.

Before I fill in the blanks?