dear ben & jerry,

please make me carrot cake ice cream.
thank you.

i hear that

FB

skanks gail :)

project runway

My thoughts on why this was the worst season ever:

1. NYC > LA. obv
2. When the top 3 are completely predictable, and the winner is the expected, it kinda takes the wind out of the show's sails.
3. When Michael Kors and Nina Garcia have people fill in for most of their judging slots, you have to think they don't care too much.
4. Irina was sassy and felt too entitled to win, so I do not feel happy for her, even though her dad crying made me cry.
5. I loved Carol-Hannah and she should have won. Also, she should be my friend.
6. All of the challenges were remedial...compare the Bravo seasons of making post office uniforms, using flowers to make garments,etc. to this season. Bravo had challenges that were challenging whereas Lifetime's weren't that difficult and seemed more recreational. The most difficult was the maternity challenge, and all that was was making an awesome outfit for a super-skinny model with a crazy, pre-measured belly. I guess Lifetime wanted all of the challenges to just result in pretty outfits that would please the viewer's eye & retain a skeptical audience. I guess they didn't take into account their viewers who had brains and understand the definition of the word challenge.

The next season starts in mid-January (so much for the suspense factor) and will be in New York, so at least there is that.

i dreamed that love would never die

The ultimate underdog singing from my dad's favorite musical.


And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.

jodi & joyce

Recent reads by two of my favorite ladies. A+ x2

i am them

i didn't steal your kidney

but i did steal this from mandi's FB

mr. wally lamb

I have read a lot of books lately, most of them weren't worth mentioning. But every rule has an exception, and I have found mine. In high school, I read two books by Wally Lamb: I Know This Much Is True and She's Come Undone (the second I stole from a library, I'm sorry to say, but I had to). Both were books I wanted to read when I couldn't, like an addict. Oprah loved them too.
So, he became overwhelmed by the success of his books piggy-backing on each other and didn't publish one for awhile. I looked for a new book here and there, but figured it was a lost cause after a few years.
UNTIL I found The Hour I First Believed at my favorite York used-book store. I bought it, gobbled up all 735 pages, and reaffirmed my literary crush. I can safely say that Wally Lamb is the greatest fiction writer I have ever encountered, and I've been friendly with a lot of them. The man included an appendix with playlist to recount his inspiration. I can't say enough.

my, what an angry jury you have.

Tonight was the read-through for my second play in York. I was only planning to be here a month, but at least I have been given the opportunity to act in 2 plays. Before Anne of Avonlea, I hadn't auditioned in 5 years (thank you, Gordon College). This one is called 12 Angry Jurors and is at the York Little Theatre. I am Number 2 because first is the worst and second is the best. The theatre has good vibes, the show has a contemporary setting, the cast seems nice & talented, the space is in the round, and I am the closest thing to a child in the cast. All these things make me think it will be a good experience.

The downside: there is a performance on the night of the Lost Season 6 premiere.

Theatre v. Lost = the greatest battle for my heart ever.

the golden age

Incidentally, in the time that my computer was busted and I abandoned my blog, I turned 26 on Sept. 26, which made it My Golden Birthday. That was a month ago today, but I would just like to say I have really nice friends and family who took care of me as I entered a new year with only one parent at the party. Rachael and I went to NYC to try to see HAIR, but didn't, and stayed at a sick hotel that looked like The Hatch from the top floor

and went to see pretty Mandi

That's all.

:(

I am so sick of people getting diagnosed with cancer.

At least Andrew Lloyd Webber's isn't pancreatic and isn't stage 4.
:(

UNDEFEATED

York had a Small Dogs Expo with a costume contest. There were four awards: Most Original, Scariest, Prettiest, and Funniest.

Gigl was dressed as the Hamburglar/Hamgiggler and won Scariest, and Holly recycled the turkey costume and won Funniest.

Moral of the story: I am the pug pagaent mom queen of Halloween.

all these things

that I've found in cleaning out Grey Gardens or in grosso York.


Softballs that my dad kept from some of his best games. He didn't realize at the time that he was saving one for Jeff, Jenny, and me to hold onto.


baby Beatle!


this is what people eat for dinner in York


This is one of the three thousand boxes of my dad's writings that I have organized (and will later turn into the most awesome book(s) ever), on computer paper that is folded in half. I think I know now where I got my hypergraphic tendencies. The irony is that he pulled out his horoscope for something regarding a sermon and he was the sign of Cancer.


From the envelope from the last Valentine card my dad gave me. It's actually from the second to last Valentine's he was alive, but the last one in his real handwriting. I love.

my life according to the killers

Describe yourself:
NEON TIGER

How do you feel:
HUMAN

Describe where you currently live:
SAM'S TOWN

If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
A DUSTLAND FAIRYTALE

Your favorite form of transportation
SANTA'S BIG SLEIGH

Your best friend?
ANDY, YOU'RE A STAR

You and your best friends are:
SPACEMAN

What's the weather like:
THIS RIVER IS WILD

Favorite time of day:
MIDNIGHT SHOW

If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:
GLAMOROUS INDIE ROCK N ROLL

What is life to you:
BLING!

Your relationship:
BONES

Your fear:
READ MY MIND

What is the best advice you have to give:
LEAVE THE BOURBON ON THE SHELF

Thought for the Day:
SMILE LIKE YOU MEAN IT

How I would like to die:
ON TOP

My soul's present condition:
LOSING TOUCH

My motto:
I CAN'T STAY