Faux Rage

Just saw a photo of Miley Cyrus smashing her guitar. Not sure what would provoke this kind of rage from the pop princess. What motivates Miley's anger and the need to imitate a completely ridiculous cliche at this point? Just looks silly and without any meaning.

A mother - daughter Conversation

My mother and I talk about things that we know will annoy/anger one another:

Me: I know you aren't going to be happy about this, but when Betty (my sister staying with us) leaves I'm going to try the egg diet for a few weeks.

My Mom: [Sighs.] Okay, but fried eggs are bad for you and you should only eat boiled/soft boiled eggs. Fried foods are not healthy.

Me: Well, we will see.

My Mom: Speaking of not liking things. I ordered an exercise machine from tv.

Me: Mom, I've told you many times not to order ANYTHING from television. (Roll my eyes.)

My Mom: Yes, I know but [goes on to tell me the benefits of this thing]. And I really think it's going to help me with my back.

Me: Okay, well it's your money. You can do with it whatever you want, but I have a strong feeling this will be a crappy contraption, although I hope it works.

And so ended a conversation where we were both able to express a strong dislike without an argument or me driving off into a ditch because of the killer rain/winds we have been having here.

A Bit Magical

Candlelit miniature Kamakura, or snow huts, at the Kamakura Snow Festival in Japan. In the 400-year-old folk event, local children offer sweet sake and grilled rice cakes to visitors as they invite them into the snow huts to worship the god of water at an alter carved inside. (Kiyoshi Ota/Getty Images)

from here

Song of the Day

Perfect for nostalgic laced nights.

Two NPR Stories I Enjoyed Today

1. On CPAC and how not all conservatives are Republicans (no duh).
2. The Mossad-operation that killed a Hamas commander in Dubai. Pure espionage thriller material in real life. Thank G-d for Mossad for having some balls, but also couldn't they have done it a little less, um, publically. Crazy awesome.

Everything Is Amazing

Sometimes I take the time from being miserable and remember how amazing it is to be in a house where I can count on clean hot or cold water running when I need it, where I can turn on the heat when I'm cold, or for that matter go to a store and get that specific item I'm craving right this moment. I forget about this all the time, how special all this is and how lucky I am to live here in this day and age. It really knocks me out when I realize this, the wonderment of everyday is often gone from my life. I trudge on and then there are these moments of grace, where I take stock of what I really have and the people who love me and support me and I things are honestly amazing.

Gib's Rules for Olympic Cheering

Here's a taste:

5. It is always acceptable to root for athletes who make up their nation's Olympic team all by themselves, such as Jamaican skiier Errol Kerr. If there is ever going to be another Miracle on Ice story, it's not going to star an American as the plucky underdogs.

6. It is never acceptable to root for the French.

7. OK, if the athlete in question is really hot, maybe that's OK.

I haven't followed any Olympics stuff mainly because a) been very busy with family b)enjoy playing sports rather than watching it c) I hate to see people who work very hard and then fail (pathetic yet true).

That Elusive Google Privacy

Google Opt Out Feature Lets Users Protect Privacy By Moving To Remote Village

via Kottke

Vie En Rose

Happy weekend!

On Making Things Your Bitches....

Me: "Are you ready to make Mt. Snow your bitch?"
Peter: "Mt. Snow will never be my bitch. My prediction is that I'll take a big spill and some 6 year old girl is going to stop and ask if I'm okay."

Air

Just because:


Sidenote: I actually love Air, ever since I found about them from the Levi commercial with Gael Garcia Bernal, I've been smitten. I have two of their albums (stolen from an Israeli friend). I found their music perfect for every mood, especially when I'm in need to be just moody.

There's one thing though that I feel silly admitting, but since the singer is French but sings in English I often find myself thinking that he sounds a bit retarded. Like he is somehow a bit delayed and while the affect is definitely cool, I have to remind myself he is French and not retarded. (I am going to hell, aren't I?)

Why I Stay Away From Celebrity Interviews

Besides the fact that ninety percent of them are boring and follow pretty much the two to three variations on the same format (unless that is you're John Meyer apparently). Here AV notices one of my pet-peeve tropes, pretty actress telling us she's just doesn't think she's beautiful:

They’re indulging in the favorite celebrity profile trope of fashion magazines: A decadent, 6-page photo spread of a pretty actress looking incandescent and gorgeous, accompanied by an interview where the actress reveals her low self-esteem. No doubt the magazine thinks this formula “humanizes” the actress (again, this is sad in at least 5 ways). After all, isn’t everyone insecure? But they fail to recognize that not everyone is a successful movie star styled for 4 hours before posing in a pile of purple organza for the cover of a magazine. The overall effect of profiles like In Style’s is discordance. It’s like watching someone flawlessly execute a complicated dance routine, while being prodded to say, “Oh, I have two left feet!”

Song From The Weekend

An Italian song sang in French to start of the week somewhat right.

Why Is Life So Hard?

Creative answers welcomed.