Tuesday, December 21, 2010

The most dangerous website

Kayak.com/explore is by far the most dangerous website ever created.


"See where you can go for how much"

Ahhhhhh!!! ;)

Monday, December 20, 2010

Epic hikes to be found everywhere but here

But that's ok, I'm quite content with my concrete jungle and hiking flights of stairs.

Confession time: I watch Sarah Palin's Alaska to be reminded of my similar outdoorsy New Zealand adventures, not to mention I appreciate the sound bytes it gives me to keep refining my impersonation of her.

(HAHA, I love this. Pulled it from The New Yorker.)


But this blog post on Arenal in Costa Rica looks really similar to this utterly spectacular hike I took earlier this year in New Zealand.


See more pictures from the 19.4 kilometer Tongariro Crossing (New Zealand) hike here.

Now back to G-chat with Denmark and Burkina...

Saturday, December 18, 2010

THIS EXPLAINS EVERYTHING

Like, say, for instance, my unforeseen bit of career change after undergrad!

Friday, December 17, 2010

The Vatican: Finland = "Jesus Never Went Here"

You've probably already seen these a few times circling the interwebs, but they're too hilarious not to be shared again. I'm not just copping out by not naming more of my favorites.

Click any of the images to enlarge.

Europe according to the USA


Europe according to the Vatican.


Italy according to [Northern] Italians.


Europe according to Germany.


See all the Mapping Stereotypes here. Maybe I totally want the calendar for Christmas...

What are your favorites?

Or maybe I'm the only one who loves maps and snarky stereotyping like this...

And OUT with the originality

So, while researching wood stain removers for work, I found a hair doppelganger!

Jessica Stroup!


And who is Jessica Stroup, you ask? Don't worry, I myself had to Wikipedia. Apparently she is an actress on the current 90210 show.



All images via Just Jared


I guess Google is delightfully unhelpful sometimes!

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Baby step to 6 o'clock

Have you ever seen What About Bob?

Because I have, no less than 30 times.

There is this one scene where (a very quirky and OCD) Bill Murray is sitting in the Gutman's coffee shop on the edge of his seat rocking back and forth with anticipation for Dr. Leeeo Marvin's call, moronically repeating "Baby step to 3 o'clock," even yelling at someone when they go to use the pay phone an hour or so before the expected call ("HEY! NO! I'm expecting a call!").

(aside: Hey, fellow kids who grew up in the 90s- remember when pay phones used to be for normal people?
The best was when you figured out how to avert paying a quarter and 'call collect' so you could figure out why your mom was running late to pick you up or something. Now moms text.
Too bad pay phones pretty much label you a drug dealer now.
Does collect calling still exist?
Anyways.)


SO anyways, here I am at my desk, making up an original "Baby Steps" statement...


BABY STEP TO 6 O'CLOCK.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Fig Jam: thanks for showing up!

Fig jam, where have you been all my life?!

I'm currently taking my cheese course early today (haha), and I am newly obsessed with fig jam to accompany.

Fig Newtons were my ABSOLUTE FAVE snack as a kid, so it only makes perfect sense to graduate to this grown up equivalent!

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

A snapshot of yesterday

Thank goodness for thorough old school Jewish doctors who prescribe four (4) things, to be taken concurrently, to ease up sinus congestion (I've been temporarily deaf in one ear, for the record).

Then I came home and watched some Wheel of Fortune (the inability to hear in one ear adds to the whole elderly experience, awesomeee). I know exactly when to cue it so it takes approximately 10 minutes to get through. I'm that good (lame)!!!

Then of course, as if I don't stare at a computer screen enough, I had to check Google Reader before bed, the result of which leads me to pose the following question:

What is worse?

That this song has been playing in my head since I watched it last night?

OR

The fact that I actually listened to the whole thing. (Since I'm curious about peoples mannerisms, the residual quiver of Vlad's mouth with each stanza sung was silly enough to me to not look away.)

Damn you Blueberry Hill for creating this hell... and BIGGINS for sharing it. ;)

Memories of Prince Street

"I want to be her!" featured this girl spotted in front of Olive's on Price Street (SoHo), my favorite place to get lunch two summers ago.

But I haven't worn sandals like that since early September...



Reminds me that I need to get down there soon sometime for their Hero sandwich ("sweet and spicy coppa, Genoa salami, aged provolone, olive tapenade, marinated onions, romaine and tomatoes on sourdough").

Monday, December 13, 2010

Storybook magic

Just when I thought I'd hit a little lull of city love, the first flurries of the season arrived today!

It is SO magical. My eyes were a little damp walking home from work today, overcome with enchantment! The city is so so pretty right now, and then to see it glistened all up with snow!

Ahhh!

NYC, you da, you da best.



From yesterday, pre-flurry.



Thursday, December 9, 2010

These things I know, this Thursday

the claims about Moroccan oil are true.

i get first-world guilt all the time, but i realize cannot live my life in guilt when i'm given infinite opportunities to do good.

add 'fear' to the above.

Smashbox green foundation primer is brilliant.

i still love to travel, but it's nice to be in a place where i'm not itching to get away out of desperation.

I don't do well with downtime. tranquility stresses me out.

i have really cool cousins.

i finally accepted that i can be hyper critical of myself and others, so i'm working on it with ferocity.

i can be logical to a fault. but at least i'm not irresponsible, right?! ;)

i'm super WASP-Y. This book was hilarious and autobiographical in many ways. also, yuppie is one of the highest compliments you could ever pay me.

I wondered why I could only count on my hands the number of boys I had crushes on growing up in California and at college COMBINED, until I realized that oh, yeah, duh, I'm attracted to preppy-slash-rugged boys like my dad that exist in droves on the northeast corridor.

I have faced a LOT of fears this year! whew!

in my experience running the gamut of hairstyles and color, short hair-ed brunettes have the most fun. ;)

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

I take it as a good sign

that the people around me are already complaining a lot about the weather.

People who have lived in this weather all their lives. Or worse!

Ask me again in February, yes. I'm holding you to it.


But really, it hasn't been bad AT ALL.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Christmas time in the city

I've never had an inkling to decorate a living space (unnecessary mess, that is actually intentional!) so the logistics of how people get their Christmas trees here never occurred to me. But as soon as I saw them on many street corners, I chuckled and said to myself, "Oh, well of course!"



Because On-the-street/At-your-convenient-disposal equals The New York Way which, in this instance, aptly applies to Christmas.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Just can't get enough of Jew!

Jay-Z = 1770s New England

Jay-Z recently wrote a book.

Aaand this article - American Hustlers - comparing the rap mogul to George Washington, is fantastic.


(Yes yes yes, the two books have really good publicists, I realize. Publicity win.)

One of the more enlightening manicure reads I've had!

Which one of these is not like the others?

Had a 10K run this weekend with some friendlies and it was so fun, but pretty cooold.

My time was 55:20/ an 8:55-per-mile pace.

Can YOU spot the Californian wearing three jackets? HAHA


(I always forget how tall I am, thinking people are just a tad below eye level ... then whoa, pictures reveal the truth!)
And uh, you know, I'm totally going to gloat because as you remember the point of my blog is to project my narcissism on you, so my time was 55:20, which is a 8:55 average-per-mile pace) which is about 6 minutes less than the first 10K I did about 2 years ago, around hilly Central Park no less.

Empire State of Mind came on the iPod as I was rounding on the west side of the boat pond for the first glimpse of the Central Park South skyline. I almost cried in happiness, but then my knees cried louder in pain, and I was refrained.


Aww... a bit of Helaman Halls at the finish line. Precious.

I ran it in 55 minutes, 20 seconds!

Of course the most important part of this event was the post-race brunch, where I still found no need to de-layer. haha.


And now I will go hibernate til spring.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

HOLY HELL

How I don't miss this place.

I had a little panic attack, momentarily awash recalling the really scary girls I knew there. *shudder

Friday, December 3, 2010

But I could never be Jew.

Lately I've been on a shrimp cocktail kick.

(I'm calorically indifferent)

Because I've been in 'recovery' from disordered eating for several years now (it's nothing abnormal when one is prone to OCD), I can't place dietary restrictions on myself.

I've always had a refined culinary palette, so I admit someone with a love affair of candy, soda, and fast food would have a completely different journey. But I, myself, have to allow myself to eat exactly what I want when I want. So this is another way adulthood suits me, because having control over what I pick out is the only way I can healthily function mentally.

BUT... I was curious if there were any outlying nutritional concerns I should be aware of regarding shrimp. I NEVER do this (anymore because I used to be one of those people who fretted over how many egg whites were cooked in a veggie omelette. yeah. It was a huge, lame, destructive waste of time)...

BUT...I found apparently shrimp has an outstanding amount of cholesterol. So I will take this into account, like a sane person.

But that won't stop me from eating that horseradishy cocktail sauce by the spoonful if the moment calls.

As you were.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Shalom. I've missed Jew.

Dear Menorahs,
I didn't realize how incomplete my life had been until I began seeing lots of you lately.

Stay as long as you'd like.

Happy Hannukah.