Saturday, February 24, 2007
OPRAH NEEDS SOME SCHOOLING OF HER OWN
Am I the only person in the world who finds Oprah incredibly annoying?Don't get me wrong, I know this is one of the most charitable women on earth. She really and truly is a generous, generous person. But still, she drives me nuts.
People are always talking about how amazing her show is, so every once in a while, I tune in to see what's up. And EVERY time, I get completely annoyed with her. She always completely interrupts whatever guest she's got on. She's more interested in hearing herself talk than letting the guest promote what they're on there to promote.
Then there's the superior attitude. She's always preaching to people how to live their lives based on how she lives HER life. Now granted, her life ain't half bad, but there's such a condescending air about how she says things. The tone is never helpful or constructive, it's always preachy and self-serving. If you take a look at her magazine, you'll see the same thing. O should just be subtitled "How to Be Like Oprah: Just Without All the Money."
I WANT to like her. I really do. I think overall she's got a good person in there. It's just hard to see through all the pompous, bloated bullshit persona she's got.
Friday, February 23, 2007
SODERFEST IN REVIEW!
I turned 35 this past Sunday. How the hell did I turn 35?!?! I was just thinking about all the things that seemed to have *just* happened: graduated high school in 1990 (17 years ago!!!), graduated college in 1995 (12 years ago!!), moved to NYC in 1997 (10 years ago!!). It seems like time is speed-warping by. And I don't like it.Despite that, I had myself a righteous Soderfest! Friday, 2/16, VFP had a gig at the Amazing Things Art Center in Framingham, MA. Our show had pre-sold 50 tickets and we ended up packing the place! The guys got me flowers and a cake and sang happy birthday to me up on stage. They also cracked me up saying, "you're our favorite girl in this band!"
I had a bunch of friends come to the show and we all went out to Naked Fish for dinner afterwards. Aimee - a regular reader of my blog and now an official part of our posse came to hang out with us. I had met her once before at the Encore piano bar lounge. You know when you meet those people who you just instantly feel like you're good friends with? Well Aimee and her friend Sandy are two of those types of people. Just good people, lots of fun. Thank you gals for hanging with me and my friends and making my Soderfest dinner kick-ass!
Dinner was with Derek, Ben, Sue and Habib, Aimee, Sandee, and their friend Ken, and of course, my good pals Cynthia and Brian. We had a giant round table, lots of sangria, and lots of laughs.
Saturday was uneventful, just a nice relaxing day.
Sunday - officially Soderfest - was awesome. Because it was a holiday on Monday, we were able to get together that evening. My mom was in Italy on vacation, and my dad was like a teenager whose parents left him home alone. He was all excited to have a poker game at the house, so we did that for my birthday celebration. I had a bunch of pals come over and we ordered chinese food and played cards all night. I even got some swank presents! Aimee got me a lovely smelly lotion set, Jen and Rich got me some beautiful flowers (still alive and looking beautiful!) and some kick-ass cupcakes, Sue and Habib got me a bottle of Citron Absolute, martini glasses, lemon rimming sugar (they know I love me a Lemon Drop Martini!), and some gorgeous asian-inspired dishes and chopsticks. Kendra got me an awesome new pocketbook, my dad and mom gave me $50, and Derek ran a bunch of favors for me because he kicks ass. I also got some really nice birthday cards in the mail. Honestly, I don't need presents, but I'm very grateful for them.
The only thing I ever really want on Soderfest is recognition. I am 100% fine by myself, but my birthday is the one day I really want to be surrounded by my friends and loved ones. Thank you guys for always putting up with my obnoxiousness and for making my day(s) so special!
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
CRUSHY BOY, WHY WON'T YOU LOVE ME?!?!
Ok, so I've had a mad crush on this guy who works at the health-food place next door. I think he's not the type of guy anyone would expect me to go for: he's YOUNGER, got lots of cool tattoos, smokes, and I *think* may still in college. If I had to guess, I'd say he's about 25 or 26. There's just something about him that I'm really drawn to. He's always very friendly and has the greatest smile, and I can tell that the core of who he is is a genuine and sweet person...it's just so apparent in his character and demeanor. I'm totally smitten with him. Um, ok Mrs. Robinson.The thing is, back in December, I went in there and went right up to him to tell him I was having a party and that "everyone" (meaning HIM) who worked there was invited. I gave him my business card which had all my contact info on there...and then hoped for the best. He never came to the party. In fact, he never even asked about it. And he also never contacted me in any way. I think it's pretty clear he isn't crushing on me like I am on him. :(
Even knowing this, just being around him and seeing him makes me happy. So now I make a total obvious fool out of myself and go in there almost every day. Now clearly, I'm not a girl who eats health-food. It's pretty obvious why I'm in there every day, and even though it's not reciprocated, he's always incredibly sweet to me and puts up with my crushy antics.
The good thing? I'm eating a LOT healthier these days. The bad thing? I'm spending like $40-50 a week just to see (for a moment or two) a guy who's totally NOT into me.
It's kind of nice to have a crush, though. But still, I wish he liked me back. I feel like I'm 16 all over again. I sound like it too.
Friday, February 02, 2007
WHY I LOVE DAVID SEDARIS
Thursday, February 01, 2007
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...
For those of you who may not know what SODERFEST is, it's annual tradition of me obnoxiously reminding you all that my birthday is approaching! I never ask for gifts, I only ask for recognition! You can call me, write me, fax me, email me...just say hello on my birthday.
Especially since this year is kind of a big one: 35. What the hell happened? How am I turning 35!? I keep thinking that my memory is just faulty and that someone will remind me I'm only turning 25. Oh well.
In any case, it's Soderfest. Be a diva on my behalf. Get a facial or a new hairdo, listen to some jazz, order some chinese, and get yourself some serious lovin'. Or at the very least, get ME some!!