Here's something I'd write about Channing if I was writing:
Channing Kennedy is a friend of mine, which makes this article totally unscrupulous. I am totally biased. This probably shouldn't exist, just like this man shouldn't leave me with our friendship so young. Well, not as young as he thinks it is, at least.
I first encountered Channing when I still cared about journalism and The Maneater, when MOVE did an article about his mullet and I was set to the task to find mullet related websites. After multiple visits to Maude Vintage, he learned my name. I started telling people we were best friend as a joke, because i thought our friendship would be as ridiculous as he was. Now we are legit friends.
That mullet is gone as so are my feelings for that paper, but my feelings for Channing have only developed into something more mature. What was once a silly crush and hipster adoration is now respect and admiration. He is sort of everything I admire in a man. Creative and the one quality I could never develop: he's amazing without trying or caring.
I hope Channing has an effective on my life (besides introducing me to a pretty good kisser named Erik.) I'm going to miss him, but I hope when he leaves Columbia he won't really be leaving my life.
that's all for now. more later?
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
too left for the left?
Why isn’t every liberal in love with Dennis Kucinich? The man is everything a liberal should be.
My love affair with Kucinich started one night while watching the recap of a Logo debate. Issues addressing the homosexual community are number one on my list, because I won’t let assholes treat my best friend like he’s a second-class citizen. On this night, I fell completely out of love with former favourite John Edwards when he preached tolerance and then said he didn’t support gay marriage.
Just when I was ready to quit this race and go totally socialist, Kucinich took the stage. It was immediately brought up that there is nothing the LGBT community wants that he is against. He wholly supports same-sex marriage. All evening he talked about love and compassion: whether it was the love between same-sex couples, compassion for those who need medicinal marijuana, helping the sick with affordable nation-wide healthcare, every word he said was spot-on.
I have always had a strange affinity for short politicians (it all began with the super-cute super-short Jeff Smith) so I grew curious about Kucinich. I looked him up on the Internets and found out he is the only candidate who opposed the war with Iraq when it was originally proposed. His healthcare, his care for the middle class, everything was spot-on. How had I missed this guy for so long! How hasn’t he jumped to the front of the left, leading the left with all the liberal ideals we preach?
But then a friend injected some unwanted reality into my fantasy: Kucinich is too left to appeal to a broader audience. She claimed that the undecided masses would vote for a more middle-of-the-road democrat, and Kucinich was too left to gain favour with even some liberals!
My question is, in an election where the flaws of the right have never been more obvious, where the public is so against our current Conservative administration, wouldn’t this be the perfect time to inject the office with ALL the good of liberals? Why put forth a candidate that supported our awful current administration and this war that has killed so many? Why not push forward our entire agenda of equality? He stands for equality in marriage, in healthcare, in bringing up those below the poverty line, and giving future generations a sustainable life. Kucinich is a leftist dream, but has somehow been swept under the rug for being… too perfect?
It was Kucinich’s closing words at that Logo debate that I later found online that really sealed our love affair. He said about his gorgeous supermodel-esque wife Elisabeth:
“We have talked about this and I can’t imagine what it would be like to have met the love of my life and to have such a depth of feeling for her, and then be told that no you can’t be married because there’s a certain rule or law that can’t let that happen. That would be devastating! And because we understand that, because I understand it, I’m ready to be your president. I’m ready to be the person that transforms this nation, that lifts up this nation, that causes not just and American evolution but reconnects us with the deeper truths of who we are!” People wonder how he scored that hot wife, but who wouldn’t love a man like this?
So forget your fears of going too left (and that alien claim) and see Kucinich for what he really is: a man unafraid. He wasn’t afraid to stand up against the war when that idea was unpopular, and he is afraid to stand up for what is right. He is a caring and compassionate candidate who has the best interest of those that have been stomped on in his heart.
My love affair with Kucinich started one night while watching the recap of a Logo debate. Issues addressing the homosexual community are number one on my list, because I won’t let assholes treat my best friend like he’s a second-class citizen. On this night, I fell completely out of love with former favourite John Edwards when he preached tolerance and then said he didn’t support gay marriage.
Just when I was ready to quit this race and go totally socialist, Kucinich took the stage. It was immediately brought up that there is nothing the LGBT community wants that he is against. He wholly supports same-sex marriage. All evening he talked about love and compassion: whether it was the love between same-sex couples, compassion for those who need medicinal marijuana, helping the sick with affordable nation-wide healthcare, every word he said was spot-on.
I have always had a strange affinity for short politicians (it all began with the super-cute super-short Jeff Smith) so I grew curious about Kucinich. I looked him up on the Internets and found out he is the only candidate who opposed the war with Iraq when it was originally proposed. His healthcare, his care for the middle class, everything was spot-on. How had I missed this guy for so long! How hasn’t he jumped to the front of the left, leading the left with all the liberal ideals we preach?
But then a friend injected some unwanted reality into my fantasy: Kucinich is too left to appeal to a broader audience. She claimed that the undecided masses would vote for a more middle-of-the-road democrat, and Kucinich was too left to gain favour with even some liberals!
My question is, in an election where the flaws of the right have never been more obvious, where the public is so against our current Conservative administration, wouldn’t this be the perfect time to inject the office with ALL the good of liberals? Why put forth a candidate that supported our awful current administration and this war that has killed so many? Why not push forward our entire agenda of equality? He stands for equality in marriage, in healthcare, in bringing up those below the poverty line, and giving future generations a sustainable life. Kucinich is a leftist dream, but has somehow been swept under the rug for being… too perfect?
It was Kucinich’s closing words at that Logo debate that I later found online that really sealed our love affair. He said about his gorgeous supermodel-esque wife Elisabeth:
“We have talked about this and I can’t imagine what it would be like to have met the love of my life and to have such a depth of feeling for her, and then be told that no you can’t be married because there’s a certain rule or law that can’t let that happen. That would be devastating! And because we understand that, because I understand it, I’m ready to be your president. I’m ready to be the person that transforms this nation, that lifts up this nation, that causes not just and American evolution but reconnects us with the deeper truths of who we are!” People wonder how he scored that hot wife, but who wouldn’t love a man like this?
So forget your fears of going too left (and that alien claim) and see Kucinich for what he really is: a man unafraid. He wasn’t afraid to stand up against the war when that idea was unpopular, and he is afraid to stand up for what is right. He is a caring and compassionate candidate who has the best interest of those that have been stomped on in his heart.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Can't Judge a Project Runway Contestant by Its Cover
Project Runway premiered last night, and I am very excited about this season. In it's premiere, judged awarded winner to Rami and his modern-day toga, and sent Simone packing for her failed attempt at vintage.
This year was the firsy year though that my pre-season favourites did not hold up. While looking at all the previews and what-not, I grew disdain for youngster scenester Christian and leopard-clad fatty Chirs, and adoration of the adorably gay Steven and Rosario Dawson look-a-like Carmen. However, by the end of the first episode, Chris sky-rocketed to most loved (after watching him waddle across the field to collect fabric for the challenge, and then creating a gorgeous dress) and Christian's bitchiness was actually humourous, while Steven and Carmen's designs did not impress. Christian was the runner-up for winner, but I wasn't a big fan of his overly-lacey in front bulky jacket, though I can see where the judges were impressed.
Runner-up for out was the quirky Elisa. She started of the craziness by grass-staining a silk chiffon, then after returning to the design room, used her own legs as the model form. She then made an elegant and whimsical top, and shredded all of her remaining fabrics and sewed them on the bottom of the dress (probably about 20 lbs worth.) Heidi was right to say it looked like the model pooped out the fabric. She also "hand measured" (aka felt up) her model to do the fitting. Now listen judges, because I'm only going to say this once (yeah right.) Do not keep the crazies! Did you see what happened with Wendy Peppers and Vincent. These people who don't deserve to be on the show because they are completely batshit end up outlast great designs because you want to keep them around for entertainment. No more of this! Kick that broad off!
And now, my personal picks:
Best:
By Chris
Worst:
by Elisa
This year was the firsy year though that my pre-season favourites did not hold up. While looking at all the previews and what-not, I grew disdain for youngster scenester Christian and leopard-clad fatty Chirs, and adoration of the adorably gay Steven and Rosario Dawson look-a-like Carmen. However, by the end of the first episode, Chris sky-rocketed to most loved (after watching him waddle across the field to collect fabric for the challenge, and then creating a gorgeous dress) and Christian's bitchiness was actually humourous, while Steven and Carmen's designs did not impress. Christian was the runner-up for winner, but I wasn't a big fan of his overly-lacey in front bulky jacket, though I can see where the judges were impressed.
Runner-up for out was the quirky Elisa. She started of the craziness by grass-staining a silk chiffon, then after returning to the design room, used her own legs as the model form. She then made an elegant and whimsical top, and shredded all of her remaining fabrics and sewed them on the bottom of the dress (probably about 20 lbs worth.) Heidi was right to say it looked like the model pooped out the fabric. She also "hand measured" (aka felt up) her model to do the fitting. Now listen judges, because I'm only going to say this once (yeah right.) Do not keep the crazies! Did you see what happened with Wendy Peppers and Vincent. These people who don't deserve to be on the show because they are completely batshit end up outlast great designs because you want to keep them around for entertainment. No more of this! Kick that broad off!
And now, my personal picks:
Best:
By Chris
Worst:
by Elisa
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Fashion Week Recap.
Another Fashion Week has come and gone, and much to my shagrin I didn't recieve a personal invite yet again.
The Spring 2008 looks are bold, and it looks like the clinched-at-the-waist belt is here to stay. A lot of bright colours were paired with black, which seems dark for spring, but what the hey, let's do it! Gwen Stefani's L.A.M.B. was a shining example of this, and still super cute. Her looks were very modern and rock, which is a big change from the Michelle Pfeiffer in 'Scarface' debut of the line.
Calvin Klein presented us with an almost all white collection. Betsey Johnson was fucking ridiculous, I don't know who the hell would wear these atrocities. Half of her looks were like retarded trying-to-be-throwback prom dresses, and all the models wore corsages and had dates walk them down the runway. Michael Kors was bright and classy in classic light spring colours, but his men's look were a lot like him: supergay. Vera Wang was rather lack-luster, but I never really like her work anyways. Lacoste was sleek as always, and while I would wear anything with that little alligator on it, nothing jumped out at me. But I guess the time-tested classiness of Lacoste is what makes it so great. Venexiana did this amazing very vintage sailor/'40s wife themed collection that I LOVED. Be sure to check the pictures below.
I also discovered my new fashion soulmate this week: Tadashi Shoji, the Fashion Week closer. His clothes are soft and feminine but still involved interesting shapes and designs, a few of which seemed a tad throwback, which I love.
I was really sad that no Project Runway names graced the runway at Fashion Week. Wake up Jay McCarroll! I love you dearly, make me clothes now please! Same for you Jeffrey.
Also, MetLife held a charity show where all the designs were inspired by Charlie Brown characters! Some were cute, but some were just ridiculous.
Favourites/Buy these for me:
Michael Kors
Venexiana
Tadashi Shoji
L.A.M.B.
Badgley Mischka
(they were once guest judges on Project Runway, and I love the print of this skirt.)
Miss Sixty
Isaac Mizrahi's Snoopy in Fashion design: a modern take on the classic Charlie Brown look.
A less practical but still cute Snoopy in Fashion look. I like the creativity in this one.
Academy of Art University
(box on the head, wtf?)
Vera Wang
Betsey Johnson for the awful win.
The Spring 2008 looks are bold, and it looks like the clinched-at-the-waist belt is here to stay. A lot of bright colours were paired with black, which seems dark for spring, but what the hey, let's do it! Gwen Stefani's L.A.M.B. was a shining example of this, and still super cute. Her looks were very modern and rock, which is a big change from the Michelle Pfeiffer in 'Scarface' debut of the line.
Calvin Klein presented us with an almost all white collection. Betsey Johnson was fucking ridiculous, I don't know who the hell would wear these atrocities. Half of her looks were like retarded trying-to-be-throwback prom dresses, and all the models wore corsages and had dates walk them down the runway. Michael Kors was bright and classy in classic light spring colours, but his men's look were a lot like him: supergay. Vera Wang was rather lack-luster, but I never really like her work anyways. Lacoste was sleek as always, and while I would wear anything with that little alligator on it, nothing jumped out at me. But I guess the time-tested classiness of Lacoste is what makes it so great. Venexiana did this amazing very vintage sailor/'40s wife themed collection that I LOVED. Be sure to check the pictures below.
I also discovered my new fashion soulmate this week: Tadashi Shoji, the Fashion Week closer. His clothes are soft and feminine but still involved interesting shapes and designs, a few of which seemed a tad throwback, which I love.
I was really sad that no Project Runway names graced the runway at Fashion Week. Wake up Jay McCarroll! I love you dearly, make me clothes now please! Same for you Jeffrey.
Also, MetLife held a charity show where all the designs were inspired by Charlie Brown characters! Some were cute, but some were just ridiculous.
Favourites/Buy these for me:
Michael Kors Venexiana
Tadashi Shoji
L.A.M.B.Badgley Mischka
(they were once guest judges on Project Runway, and I love the print of this skirt.)
Miss Sixty
Isaac Mizrahi's Snoopy in Fashion design: a modern take on the classic Charlie Brown look.
A less practical but still cute Snoopy in Fashion look. I like the creativity in this one.
What the Fucks/What not to Wear:
Academy of Art University
(box on the head, wtf?)
Vera Wang
Betsey Johnson for the awful win.
Friday, August 10, 2007
Someone is puking out on Ninth Street
I've been trying to find something to put here for ages. I wanted to write something interesting and thought-provoking, mixed with the combine comedic power of the Sedaris children.
Instead, i have:
-bought more clothes than I could ever need.
-fallen back into and out of alcoholism.
-started what could turn out to be a rather dull relationship.
Let's discuss the last note there. A boy and I have begun dating and agreed we're not ready for anything serious. To me, that means basically everything boyfriends do, but no rules involving infedelity. To him, "not serious" means smoking a lot, macking, and passing out. Oh language barriers. But much like this blog, my relationship is less than ideal.
But I began to think, what's wrong with this picture? Here I am, with an attractive guy who's into me (and who I have been attracted to for quite some time)and he's not ashamed to show it (he, in fact, got all up on me at a concert when he saw another boy attempt to) and doesn't want to tie me down. Why the need for thrills when i can have a relationship minus those nasty frills? I realized that right now, life doesn't need to be inriguing in order to be enjoyable. Hopefully the same holds true for this post.
As for publishing something interesting, I am currently working on:
-American Dream stories.
-toying with the idea of being completely honest for a week.
-going all Bridget Jones style and boring you with relationship advice/news! Not really. But maybe?
Instead, i have:
-bought more clothes than I could ever need.
-fallen back into and out of alcoholism.
-started what could turn out to be a rather dull relationship.
Let's discuss the last note there. A boy and I have begun dating and agreed we're not ready for anything serious. To me, that means basically everything boyfriends do, but no rules involving infedelity. To him, "not serious" means smoking a lot, macking, and passing out. Oh language barriers. But much like this blog, my relationship is less than ideal.
But I began to think, what's wrong with this picture? Here I am, with an attractive guy who's into me (and who I have been attracted to for quite some time)and he's not ashamed to show it (he, in fact, got all up on me at a concert when he saw another boy attempt to) and doesn't want to tie me down. Why the need for thrills when i can have a relationship minus those nasty frills? I realized that right now, life doesn't need to be inriguing in order to be enjoyable. Hopefully the same holds true for this post.
As for publishing something interesting, I am currently working on:
-American Dream stories.
-toying with the idea of being completely honest for a week.
-going all Bridget Jones style and boring you with relationship advice/news! Not really. But maybe?
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Sweatin' like a whore in church (or a whore on the first day of summer classes)
Overweight, drunk smoker who is an alcoholic workoholic. Can she peg a man? Let's see, shall we?
The hot mid-June sun beat down on my already pounding head, the only thought running through it is completely dedicated to purchasing one of those huge misting fans. I want to be totally immersed in cold, crisp water. However, as far as hangovers go, this one isn't so bad. But still, I won't be drinking like that for a long time. At least not for a month, when I celebrate my birthday on the eleventh day of July, in the two thousand and seventh year of our Lord.
What a way to begin summer classes. Hungover (possibly still drunk,) on three hours of sleep, and still recovering from leg-numbing sex. The events of last night turned out better than even I had planned.
The original idea was to make eyes at a chubby, hardly attractive co-worker of mine, but since he is an arrogant prick, I slept with his thin, curly-haired friend. Now that that crisis of faith in myself and my abilities is over, I can go back to being normal. God I was a shitshow last night. There was a point where I was crying into a blow-up doll. Right, alls well that ends well I suppose.
I just want to fill a sink with icy cold water and stick my head in.
The hot mid-June sun beat down on my already pounding head, the only thought running through it is completely dedicated to purchasing one of those huge misting fans. I want to be totally immersed in cold, crisp water. However, as far as hangovers go, this one isn't so bad. But still, I won't be drinking like that for a long time. At least not for a month, when I celebrate my birthday on the eleventh day of July, in the two thousand and seventh year of our Lord.
What a way to begin summer classes. Hungover (possibly still drunk,) on three hours of sleep, and still recovering from leg-numbing sex. The events of last night turned out better than even I had planned.
The original idea was to make eyes at a chubby, hardly attractive co-worker of mine, but since he is an arrogant prick, I slept with his thin, curly-haired friend. Now that that crisis of faith in myself and my abilities is over, I can go back to being normal. God I was a shitshow last night. There was a point where I was crying into a blow-up doll. Right, alls well that ends well I suppose.
I just want to fill a sink with icy cold water and stick my head in.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Kentucky Travels.
2007.03.27 at 23:34
Mom and I arrived in Grand Rivers (St. Louis shown for scale) around 4-ish, and we went straight to Lake Realty to see Brenda and Margaret. We sat and talked for awhile, then went to Patti's Restaurant where they cook bread in flower pots, and they taught me how to!
After that we went on a walk through the town, which took a few minutes, and my uncle Roy let me ride his 400cc scooter. I think he said 400. Anyhoot, he said tomorrow I can try and ride it!
I wish I could live the life they do here, really. It's so beautiful out here, and simple. While we were walking through the town, random people's cats would just come up and I would caqrry them a few blocks, then they'd follow me around. My Aunt Anne owns pet goats, and you know I'm a sucker for farm animals.
I love boating and lakes, and down here the water is about a thousand times cleaner than the Lakes of the Ozarks (Osage Beach water show for reference.)
I just which I could simplify my life and enjoy it here. Maybe instead of a big city, I need to trysomething small-scale for my writing. Something small, but preferably still in California. I need sunshine in my life.
More tomorrow night, Mom is complaining that the glow of my laptop is keping her awake.
2007.03.28 at 20:58
Today was exhausting.
Got up at 8:30 and headed to Grand Rivers. Aunt Margaret, Mom and I went to visit Dycusburg to see Aunt Janie, who after her stroke says everything out loud. Some gems from today included "Megan used to be skinny" and "What's that thing in her nose?"
Then we went down the road, past Grandma's old property and to visit Aunt Anne. But she wasn't there, so I visited the chickens and goats and cats and dogs. Anyhoot, after that, we went to the Land Between the Lakes, where my family settled and my grandma and everyone was raised until the Tennessee Valley Authority abused their rights of eminent domain and forced everyone to relocate in the 1960s. All the houses and stores were bulldozed in the 1980s.
It's heartbreaking to think I will never see these homes that my family came from. Margaret, who was born in one of the log cabins, and her husband Roy have known each other their whole lives. Their past together has been pushed down and grown over. It's where the first settlers in Kentucky went, because the land was so fertile due to the rivers. When the rivers were damed and turned into lakes, the rivers flooded, and it makes sense to relocate the homes on the river banks. But it was abusive to move out everyone so we could have a park. IT wasn't a metropolis. These homes weren't a threat to nature. This was a crime in my eyes.
After that, we went and had dinner at the Iron Kettle with Anne, Janie, Margaret, Sarah and Susan, then went and saw Roy at home.
Tomorrow we're going to see the goats again, so I'll have goat pictures.
2007.03.29 at 23:46
Left Kentucky around noon today, after the second goat-visit. Trip was great, but the closest Taco Bell to Grand Rivers is 20 miles away. I think I'd like to retire there, but I probably won't be able to afford it!
GOATS!
this one in my favourite.
baby and momma goat!
this is mary. she likes how i taste.
this one's name is dipstick!
i almost took it.
mary started chewing my hand while i was holding the camera.
this little white one's mom doesn't have horns, but her brother does.
this is mary's daughter. if you look close on her back, you can see a burn mark from when she fell onto the heater that anne put out for her baby (the next picture.)
and this is mary's grandchild!
i believe little guy's name is Lucky. If not, there is a goat named Lucky, and his twin sister died because they were born in the cold of winter.
cows.
This is all that is left of my grandma's childhood home. The Tennessee Valley Authority started clearing people out of the Land Between the Lakes after they dammed a river and the land started to flood. Then they got a little power-crazed and made everyone move out and bulldozed all the houses. Now it's just woods, where there was once over a 1000 families, and stores, baseball diamonds, a community. All gone now.
Mom and I arrived in Grand Rivers (St. Louis shown for scale) around 4-ish, and we went straight to Lake Realty to see Brenda and Margaret. We sat and talked for awhile, then went to Patti's Restaurant where they cook bread in flower pots, and they taught me how to!
After that we went on a walk through the town, which took a few minutes, and my uncle Roy let me ride his 400cc scooter. I think he said 400. Anyhoot, he said tomorrow I can try and ride it!
I wish I could live the life they do here, really. It's so beautiful out here, and simple. While we were walking through the town, random people's cats would just come up and I would caqrry them a few blocks, then they'd follow me around. My Aunt Anne owns pet goats, and you know I'm a sucker for farm animals.
I love boating and lakes, and down here the water is about a thousand times cleaner than the Lakes of the Ozarks (Osage Beach water show for reference.)
I just which I could simplify my life and enjoy it here. Maybe instead of a big city, I need to trysomething small-scale for my writing. Something small, but preferably still in California. I need sunshine in my life.
More tomorrow night, Mom is complaining that the glow of my laptop is keping her awake.
2007.03.28 at 20:58
Today was exhausting.
Got up at 8:30 and headed to Grand Rivers. Aunt Margaret, Mom and I went to visit Dycusburg to see Aunt Janie, who after her stroke says everything out loud. Some gems from today included "Megan used to be skinny" and "What's that thing in her nose?"
Then we went down the road, past Grandma's old property and to visit Aunt Anne. But she wasn't there, so I visited the chickens and goats and cats and dogs. Anyhoot, after that, we went to the Land Between the Lakes, where my family settled and my grandma and everyone was raised until the Tennessee Valley Authority abused their rights of eminent domain and forced everyone to relocate in the 1960s. All the houses and stores were bulldozed in the 1980s.
It's heartbreaking to think I will never see these homes that my family came from. Margaret, who was born in one of the log cabins, and her husband Roy have known each other their whole lives. Their past together has been pushed down and grown over. It's where the first settlers in Kentucky went, because the land was so fertile due to the rivers. When the rivers were damed and turned into lakes, the rivers flooded, and it makes sense to relocate the homes on the river banks. But it was abusive to move out everyone so we could have a park. IT wasn't a metropolis. These homes weren't a threat to nature. This was a crime in my eyes.
After that, we went and had dinner at the Iron Kettle with Anne, Janie, Margaret, Sarah and Susan, then went and saw Roy at home.
Tomorrow we're going to see the goats again, so I'll have goat pictures.
2007.03.29 at 23:46
Left Kentucky around noon today, after the second goat-visit. Trip was great, but the closest Taco Bell to Grand Rivers is 20 miles away. I think I'd like to retire there, but I probably won't be able to afford it!
GOATS!
this one in my favourite.
baby and momma goat!
this is mary. she likes how i taste.
this one's name is dipstick!
i almost took it.
mary started chewing my hand while i was holding the camera.
this little white one's mom doesn't have horns, but her brother does.
this is mary's daughter. if you look close on her back, you can see a burn mark from when she fell onto the heater that anne put out for her baby (the next picture.)
and this is mary's grandchild!i believe little guy's name is Lucky. If not, there is a goat named Lucky, and his twin sister died because they were born in the cold of winter.
cows.
This is all that is left of my grandma's childhood home. The Tennessee Valley Authority started clearing people out of the Land Between the Lakes after they dammed a river and the land started to flood. Then they got a little power-crazed and made everyone move out and bulldozed all the houses. Now it's just woods, where there was once over a 1000 families, and stores, baseball diamonds, a community. All gone now.
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