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All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful: The Lord God made them all.

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Harvard students *are* miserable

In this article a poll reveals that Harvard undergraduate students, students known for their drive and ambition, are unhappy buggers. As many of my Harvard alum friends will admit, they hated being there and if you wanted to speak to your professor, you'd need to stalk them to get a five minute Q&A about a class assignment. Stanford professors rock!

Monday, March 28, 2005

Rapunzel, let down your hair

Brunette-LocksAfter two long years of growing my mane, I sped to Serenity Spa on Good Friday and had Enrico lop off 13 inches to donate to Locks of Love. I now sport a short, bob-like fuss of a 'do which looks great shaggy. It feels good to not have to pull my hair up everyday though it also means I have to use a shower cap to keep my ends dry. I feel like I'm going to surgery when I have to take a shower these days. Lots of people expressed their dismay when I said I was going to cut my hair. Apparently, some of my friends thought short hair would draw attention to how unattractive I am and only the long hair would be able to camouflage my hideous disfigured face. I was wondering why kids were hanging around me again. The overall consensus (if you can count 3 people's opinions as a large enough group to base popular opinion on) is that it looks great and my Quasimodo-like features are still deceptively hidden from frightful view.

I saw Ju-On this weekend which was disturbing at first, and then completely exhausting. It could've been a 45 minute Japanese horror-fest as opposed to 89 minutes of repetition. I shoudl've rented Infernal Affairs instead. On Saturday I watched Ray; Jamie Foxx truly deserved to win the Oscar. Though, that is only based on the films I saw; I hear Don Cheadle should've won for Hotel Rwanda so I still need to see it and judge for myself.

Reading: Ring by Koji Suzuki on which the movie is based; it's different from the movie and the lead is a man, not a woman. I expect to get through The Man in the High Castle by Philip K. Dick on my vacation and maybe one of the 50 other books I have as well.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Springtime for no one

It is supposed to be spring next week. As in, warm weather, tulips, and little marshmallow chick peeps. According to the people at the Weather Channel, and what history has demonstrated over the past several year, Old Man Winter likes to extend his visit for as long as possible before the Springtime Sprites emerge. It's not even going to cross 50° in the next 10 days! And then, because OMW is a funny kinda guy, it's going to snow once, at least once in April and then, he departs until December. I'm asked if I like the seasonal changes compared to the all-time sunshine in Hawaii and my response will never change: no I don't like the seasonal change. The only seasonal changes I liked was summer to spring and then back to summer. Two wardrobes is nonsensical and so is Daylight Savings; get rid of them both. So this weekend, when Liane was visiting from sunny and smog-filled Los Angeles, we walked through downtown Manhattan where the temperatures felt well below freezing thanks to that wind tunnel effect the skyscrapers create. I was wearing what could be compared to a single layer of gauze under a winter coat sans gloves and scarf. Tuesday night, I made the same mistake by heading to the Canal Room to see Teitur (pronounced like tighter) perform wearing two gossamer layers this time instead of one and with a scarf. It was still as cold as a witch's tit. Fro-zen.

I saw Robots this weekend and Twentieth Century Fox and Blue Sky still aren't as good as Pixar. Too many nonsequitors, not enough plot.

Side note: When a boyfriend "jokes" that he was considering making reservations at Vitello's instead of where he ends up taking you, it is not funny ha-ha, it's a threat. For those who don't watch "A Current Affair" or any of the entertainment television news programs, that's where "Baretta" star, Robert Blake, had his last meal with Bonnie Lee Bakley, his wife whom he did not want to marry or have a child with, when she was shot to death outside the restaurant while he was retrieving his gun that he left at the table inside. He left the gun at the table, but he remembered his car keys and wallet--some responsible dad he is.

Opening: The Ring Two-sequel to the original scarefest from 2002; Melinda and Melinda-Woody Allen makes a big time comeback; Steamboy-Japanime in England

Monday, March 07, 2005

Grimly - Fuzzy Wuzzy


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While meandering the Art Expo at the Javitts this weekend in hopes of finding something to hang on my bare but vibrantly coloured walls, I stumbled upon Gris Grimly's artwork and illustrations. I quickly became enamored with Fuzzy Wuzzy, of the "Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear, Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair" rhyme. The fuzzies in the background are great framers for our follicle challenged Wuzzy. Grimly's work is partially inspired by Edward Gorey which explains why I like it so very much. Now I will proceed to print color images of Fuzzy Wuzzy and tape them to various parts of my apartment walls to find an appropriate hanging space. The large space over my bed is devoid of all but the color blue, but I decided, Fuzzy Wuzzy might not be the most appropriate image to hang there. I am informed that I will never forget that this is the first piece I bought as a collector. I will gaze at it daily with immense satisfaction and the feeling that all is well in the world as long as Fuzzy Wuzzy is not fuzzy.

Movies: The Aviator, Finding Neverland, Constantine, Kinsey: I loved Kinsey by the way, which reminded me of HumSex at Stanford with Dr. Herant Katchadourian--one of my all time favorite college professors
Reading: That book about the autistic boy and the dead poodle... still... people with Asperger syndrome read faster than I do