This being the first full moon of 2010, it is also known as the wolf moon, a moniker dating back to Native American culture and the notion that hungry wolves howled at the full moon on cold winter nights.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Fine...maybe I WILL leave my house tonight...
The walk outside won't be so bad tonight. I've got beer.
Tonight's full moon will be the biggest and brightest full moon of the year. It offers anyone with clear skies an opportunity to identify easy-to-see features on the moon.
This being the first full moon of 2010, it is also known as the wolf moon, a moniker dating back to Native American culture and the notion that hungry wolves howled at the full moon on cold winter nights.
This being the first full moon of 2010, it is also known as the wolf moon, a moniker dating back to Native American culture and the notion that hungry wolves howled at the full moon on cold winter nights.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Clown=FREAKS ME OUT!
Ok, I don't have T.V., but this commercial came up at a meeting last week and I had to youtube it. Clowns have freaked me out since IT. This commercial is pretty good...
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Bummin' around downtown
Last night Mel allowed me to sing with her at the Merge Benefit at Town Ballroom. There were a lot of great performers there last night and everyone came together to support the Costner family. I was very moved by several performances by the family and friends of Lil’ Ricky. It’s so important to have a support system when something so tragic happens. I think they will be ok.
Following the show, I insisted that my friend Pete walk me to my car. I’ve been haggled several times on Main Street and I was not in the mood to be feigning a foreigner or a dude in such a cute dress. It was if I had known this would happen…We reached the first grate in the sidewalk. Anyone who knows me well knows I can’t walk over those. Not that I physically can’t, I mentally am freaked out by those grates and their instability. I think it stems back to my control issues. Anyways, so as soon as it appears I stop dead in my tracks and proceed to hop over to the other side of the sidewalk at the exact moment that a man approached. To him, I’m sure it looked like I was afraid having had such a violent change in direction. He stopped us and apologized if he had scared me. Before I could utter my excuse he began his story. First he asked if Pete and I were together; Married? Fiancés? Dating? We both just stood there wondering what he was getting at. On he goes with his story about being from Brooklyn and how his bag was stolen and he’s been forced to walk the streets for days. He said his wife has lupus and is coming to the Roswell Cancer Institute to get treatments …..Sir, I traveled for a month doing ethnographies on patients with rheumatoid arthritis and lupus and I can tell you right now, there is no cure and there is no drug on the market that currently treats lupus!! I kept my mouth shut, however, and let him go on. The entire time his eyes were dripping this nasty ooze that just kept falling out like tears, yet he was not crying. Pete finally stopped him and told him that we had just come from a charity benefit and that we had given them our cash and he pointed at the sign lit up at the Town Ballroom. I was just going to offer my suggestion that he should go to the hostel a few doors down but upon hearing Pete’s news his act immediately dropped, his face looked grim, and he turned on his heal waving us in disgrace and kept on down the street.
Following the show, I insisted that my friend Pete walk me to my car. I’ve been haggled several times on Main Street and I was not in the mood to be feigning a foreigner or a dude in such a cute dress. It was if I had known this would happen…We reached the first grate in the sidewalk. Anyone who knows me well knows I can’t walk over those. Not that I physically can’t, I mentally am freaked out by those grates and their instability. I think it stems back to my control issues. Anyways, so as soon as it appears I stop dead in my tracks and proceed to hop over to the other side of the sidewalk at the exact moment that a man approached. To him, I’m sure it looked like I was afraid having had such a violent change in direction. He stopped us and apologized if he had scared me. Before I could utter my excuse he began his story. First he asked if Pete and I were together; Married? Fiancés? Dating? We both just stood there wondering what he was getting at. On he goes with his story about being from Brooklyn and how his bag was stolen and he’s been forced to walk the streets for days. He said his wife has lupus and is coming to the Roswell Cancer Institute to get treatments …..Sir, I traveled for a month doing ethnographies on patients with rheumatoid arthritis and lupus and I can tell you right now, there is no cure and there is no drug on the market that currently treats lupus!! I kept my mouth shut, however, and let him go on. The entire time his eyes were dripping this nasty ooze that just kept falling out like tears, yet he was not crying. Pete finally stopped him and told him that we had just come from a charity benefit and that we had given them our cash and he pointed at the sign lit up at the Town Ballroom. I was just going to offer my suggestion that he should go to the hostel a few doors down but upon hearing Pete’s news his act immediately dropped, his face looked grim, and he turned on his heal waving us in disgrace and kept on down the street.
Monday, January 25, 2010
How embarrassing!!
NEW YORK (AFP) – A significant Pablo Picasso painting was damaged after a woman attending art class lost her balance, fell into "The Actor" and tore it, The Metropolitan Museum of Art said.
The unusually large canvas, measuring 77.25 by 45.38 inches (196 by 115 centimeters), sustained a vertical tear of about six inches (15 centimeters) in the lower right-hand corner in the accident on Friday.
The museum, located on the eastern edge of New York's Central Park, did not elaborate on why the woman fell.
But The Met said the damage did not impact the "focal point of the composition" and that it should be repaired in the coming weeks ahead of a major Picasso retrospective featuring some 250 works at the museum opening on April 27.
Repair work should be "unobtrusive," it added.
Painted in the winter of 1904-1905, the work hails from Picasso's critical Rose Period, when the artist shifted from the downbeat tones of his Blue Period to warmer, more romantic hues.
The period also hints at Picasso's later embrace of abstraction with his signature cubist style.
Donated to The Met by automobile heiress Thelma Chrysler Foy in 1952, "The Actor" features an acrobat striking a dramatic pose against an abstract backdrop. It was painted on a used canvas that already contained a painting.
Source: Yahoo News
The unusually large canvas, measuring 77.25 by 45.38 inches (196 by 115 centimeters), sustained a vertical tear of about six inches (15 centimeters) in the lower right-hand corner in the accident on Friday.
The museum, located on the eastern edge of New York's Central Park, did not elaborate on why the woman fell.
But The Met said the damage did not impact the "focal point of the composition" and that it should be repaired in the coming weeks ahead of a major Picasso retrospective featuring some 250 works at the museum opening on April 27.
Repair work should be "unobtrusive," it added.
Painted in the winter of 1904-1905, the work hails from Picasso's critical Rose Period, when the artist shifted from the downbeat tones of his Blue Period to warmer, more romantic hues.
The period also hints at Picasso's later embrace of abstraction with his signature cubist style.
Donated to The Met by automobile heiress Thelma Chrysler Foy in 1952, "The Actor" features an acrobat striking a dramatic pose against an abstract backdrop. It was painted on a used canvas that already contained a painting.
Source: Yahoo News
Monday, January 18, 2010
Merge
Just iming with my friend Mel; I honestly cannot believe the tragedy that happened at Merge over the weekend. I've been angry and upset about it since I heard the news yesterday. It's unfathomable to me that this could have happened. I didn't know the victims and have only become a recent Thursday open mic goer, but I can tell you that the atmosphere that is presented in that place is warm and loving and just all around a good aura.
I guess the only question is why?
My thoughts are with the family and friends of the victims, and for the Buffalo art/music scene as a whole. Although I don't yet know the wake of this tragedy, we may have a lost a great place to dwell...
I guess the only question is why?
My thoughts are with the family and friends of the victims, and for the Buffalo art/music scene as a whole. Although I don't yet know the wake of this tragedy, we may have a lost a great place to dwell...
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Cross-Country Ski Time!
For the first time ever, this weekend, I tried Cross-Country Skiing. It seemed like a doable task from the 15 minute lesson my mom gave me in the side yard so I was convinced I would appear more than a novice on my trip the following day.
Wrong.
My mom had told me hills would be difficult and to avoid them if I could my first time out. Lets face it, "hills" can be anything on an incline, even a mere 2 inch dip! I spent the majority of my time trying to dodge shifty trees that appeared out of nowhere and praying to god I would stop sliding before I went right off the embankment! My partner in crime, Alex, was very patient with me and helped me up almost every time I fell. I couldn't have had a better first time partner to put up with my cursing and whining.
Overall, I enjoyed the experience. Next time, I would like to be on a flat surface, or at least have someone show me the ropes in dealing with downhill! Uphill, I'm a pro :)
Wrong.
My mom had told me hills would be difficult and to avoid them if I could my first time out. Lets face it, "hills" can be anything on an incline, even a mere 2 inch dip! I spent the majority of my time trying to dodge shifty trees that appeared out of nowhere and praying to god I would stop sliding before I went right off the embankment! My partner in crime, Alex, was very patient with me and helped me up almost every time I fell. I couldn't have had a better first time partner to put up with my cursing and whining.
Overall, I enjoyed the experience. Next time, I would like to be on a flat surface, or at least have someone show me the ropes in dealing with downhill! Uphill, I'm a pro :)
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Hooooome Home Home Home
First of all, how did I not notice Marc Broussard before?? Secondly, is it me, or does he look like Kiefer Sutherland circa Lost Boys???
Ga ga, oo la la
Last evening Jeremy, my surfer, and I ventured out for a night on the town. I wanted to take him to my favorite art/music space Nobody’s but, for some reason, the past three times I’ve gone to Nobody’s , nobody’s been there….fitting don’t you think?
So, off to another open mic we went only to find ourselves tired and swollen by the bottoms of our glasses. After a few songs we snuck out to head on home and go to bed. That’s when the fun started.
2 words…Lady Gaga.
Little did I know Jeremy is a fan too! How ridiculous we must have looked singing at the tops of our lungs “Bad Romance” and completely rocking out in my car. Of course, I had Jeremy belt out the French parts.
We go to another open mic tonight and I can only hope Jeremy will be as uninhibited as he was last night and join me on stage for my acoustic “Paparazzi”
Truly, music is the common language.
So, off to another open mic we went only to find ourselves tired and swollen by the bottoms of our glasses. After a few songs we snuck out to head on home and go to bed. That’s when the fun started.
2 words…Lady Gaga.
Little did I know Jeremy is a fan too! How ridiculous we must have looked singing at the tops of our lungs “Bad Romance” and completely rocking out in my car. Of course, I had Jeremy belt out the French parts.
We go to another open mic tonight and I can only hope Jeremy will be as uninhibited as he was last night and join me on stage for my acoustic “Paparazzi”
Truly, music is the common language.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Jean's Wedding
My sisters wedding pictures came back today! I'm posting a few of my favorites from the reception, because let's face it, those are much more amusing to look at :) Photos are by Shira Weinberger.
Cindy and I doing Thriller
Awkward Step-mom Dance
Partaaaayyy
My sister and I getting down
Matt, Becky, Me, Ricardo
"Tonights gonna be a good night!"
At least is wasn't that damn dirty dolla
Heyyyyy
Dancin' with mom
Thursday, January 7, 2010
This is NOT spinal tap!
P.S. Please note the guitarist's crocs.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Bird-Man
On the new windows 7 there's a particular theme that I enjoy most; it's called "Characters". Some of them are pretty complex and you really have to be looking to find the little nuances. My boss and I have been emailing things we find from each scene. This is a favorite of mine and I almost choked on my coffee when she sent it to me yesterday:
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Bound
Last night I started up my paper journal again. I haven’t written in there since February of last year! My journal is kind of muddled with unsent-unfinished letters, lyrics to songs I’ve written, and entries that are not even detailed in the slightest. I can’t decide if it’s just the journal and I should get a new one to start the New Year.
As I was writing last night I realized, I never kept a journal about traveling in Ireland. I didn’t do one for Panama either but I have letters that I wrote and then never sent so everything is mapped out for me to go back and elaborate on at least. I’m hoping my pictures will be what guide my memory, though the small details may have already escaped me. Perhaps this weekend will be the start of scrapbooking! This is something I’ve only done once after my trip to Quebec in high school, though even then that turned into a sort of poem/memory book.
I also went on a shopping spree at the Salvation Army last weekend. I picked up a bunch of nifty threads and a box to hang on my wall to sort bills and letters. I have hopes of repainting it though to make it a tad more, well, me I guess. I finally moved my coveted picture of my great grandmothers from the bedroom to the living room and rearranged my bed. I’m still not facing north and I think this may be the reason for my lack of sleep these days. Regardless, I’m looking forward to redecorating my bedroom to something more cozy and inviting. Laziness will not turn me into a plain jane. My walls will say something.
As I was writing last night I realized, I never kept a journal about traveling in Ireland. I didn’t do one for Panama either but I have letters that I wrote and then never sent so everything is mapped out for me to go back and elaborate on at least. I’m hoping my pictures will be what guide my memory, though the small details may have already escaped me. Perhaps this weekend will be the start of scrapbooking! This is something I’ve only done once after my trip to Quebec in high school, though even then that turned into a sort of poem/memory book.
I also went on a shopping spree at the Salvation Army last weekend. I picked up a bunch of nifty threads and a box to hang on my wall to sort bills and letters. I have hopes of repainting it though to make it a tad more, well, me I guess. I finally moved my coveted picture of my great grandmothers from the bedroom to the living room and rearranged my bed. I’m still not facing north and I think this may be the reason for my lack of sleep these days. Regardless, I’m looking forward to redecorating my bedroom to something more cozy and inviting. Laziness will not turn me into a plain jane. My walls will say something.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Resolution Solution
Well I deactivated, it’s not like I haven’t done this before, but this time it feels a little different.
Change is abundant and needed and I’m going to start by focusing more inward than outward, this starts with ridding myself of useless time wasters. No, I do not deem blogging, making music, or taking pictures useless time wasters. These are necessary for my well being! And if I need a distraction I have a 500 piece puzzle I haven’t touched for 2 months sitting on my living room floor.
Dances with Wolves marathons may find their way back into my cozy home for one.
Also, I’ve seemed to have lost my pen pal so if anyone is interested, I’m on the look out! Empty mailboxes are no good for anyone.
Change is abundant and needed and I’m going to start by focusing more inward than outward, this starts with ridding myself of useless time wasters. No, I do not deem blogging, making music, or taking pictures useless time wasters. These are necessary for my well being! And if I need a distraction I have a 500 piece puzzle I haven’t touched for 2 months sitting on my living room floor.
Dances with Wolves marathons may find their way back into my cozy home for one.
Also, I’ve seemed to have lost my pen pal so if anyone is interested, I’m on the look out! Empty mailboxes are no good for anyone.
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