Provi's Sexy! And I'm not as good of a camera-woman as she is.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r-NdGzLEdwI

I'm Uncontrollable!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZTaQvoRuUvs

Today I Am Thankful for Jesuit Public Radio

I'm a bit slow. Maybe more than a bit slow, maybe really slow. When provided with a list of unknown options, I tend to stick with the first thing I like. Also I have a need for the familiar, especially when I'm really unsure and uncomfortable.


I was very unsure and uncomfortable when I got to the fine state of New Jersey about one year ago, so the first order of business was to find the NPR station. Talk radio was a necessity because music only made me cry, so when I found WNYC I just left the dial there for, oh, about 8 months. I still miss my noontime dose of the Kojo Nnamdi show, but noontime Leonard Lopate is almost as good. And of course All Things Considered, Morning Edition and Weekend Edition are national, so no worries there. YES I listen to This American Life, and NO I don't care that it's for sissy hipsters. Eff you, I'm headin' to Brooklyn. But I digress.

So anyway, how did I ignore WFUV? I don't know. All I know is one morning I was tired of hearing about how many of which side got blown up in what region of Iraq, and I was tired of all of my CD's, so I changed points on the dial until I heard music, and a lot of it was really good. And now I'm addicted to City Folk Morning, even tho' the announcing is, well, kind of gay in the way that public radio announcing can be. (Sorry Claudia Marshall. I know you're buoyant enough that one negative blog post can't bring you down.)

How did I forget about Ryan Adams? Oh yeah, because of the Rock and Roll album and his many hissy fits. Luckily Fordham U., the Jesuit University of NYC, has a radio station that brought him back to me. They've been playing cuts from his new release, Easy Tiger, all week, and I remember now why I didn't want to forget him before.

Even more importantly, they played Looking At The World From the Bottom of a Well by Mike Doughty, who I surely would have missed otherwise. Oh man. That song rocks my lame ass so hard. I wore my Soul Coughing CD OUT in college.

So now there's a copy of Easy Tiger and Haughty Melodic wending towards my home.... I can't wait. It's one of many reasons I'm looking forward to 5 o' clock.

It's not all peaches and cream with WFUV. For every Magic Numbers song, there's a Lucy Kaplansky droner... and the music review segment at 7:50 every morning is completely intolerable. It's worth it tho'. I haven't had a music radio station to listen to since 1995. It's nice to have again.

LOBSTAH

Beach Fun Tymes

Aaaaah, day at the beach. Is there anything mo' greater? I think not.

So, having been to the beach exactly once last summer, I vowed that this year would be different. Luckily this year I'm friends with La Prov, who is a beach bum from way back, and Slam'n'Legs, who shares a common desire to get roasted to a golden brown of a summer. We'd invited The Mad Knitter and Belle, but they both had other obligations so it was just us tres.

We went to Island Beach State Park, which is completely gorgeous I must say. It is almost an island, hence the name, and there are like 15 beaches to choose from. I voted for one with a lifeguard on it, cuz I likes da swimmin', so our beach was a little crowded, but it really wasn't bad.

We laid out for a good four or five hours, and now I'm pretty well burned. It was soooo nice'n'relaxing tho'. The water was cold but I waded around in it anyway.

Then Legs had to leave for a Philly party, and Provi and I headed over to the Seaside Heights boardwalk. It was a bit of a nostalgia trip for me, because my folks used to take me and my sister there. It really hasn't changed. We played some cheesy gamblin' games and I got some funnel cake, and then we had dinner at the Tiki Hut and rolled on home.

Good times, my friends. Good times.

Derby Love!

I'm so excited, check this awesome livejournal post out:
http://tiffleigh.livejournal.com/128207.html?#cutid1

Eva Fangs posted this on our board yesterday, and now Tiffany Leigh has 30 new best friends...

Er, aren't wheat and grass different things? What's this 'wheat grass'?

I read a lot. Not so much books anymore, but I read a lot of stuff online - you know, when I should be working.

So last week I read an essay on Salon about spirulina: http://www.salon.com/mwt/food/eat_drink/2007/06/05/spirulina/ Supposably it's a perfect protein and a miracle food, and it cures malaise and dystemper and regulateth the humors. My humors have been pretty wack lately (I don't mind saying I've an excess of bile and my aura is kind of yaller) so I moseyed to my local low-cal Whole Foods (I still want to call it Fresh Fields, every time) to see what kind of blue-green algae they got.

Mostly, they got pills. I'm not a pill popper. I'll only take vitamins if they're Flintstones vitamins and at 30 I feel a little silly buying them. I was frankly hoping for some fresh slime, as indicated in the article, but they didn't have it in slime form.

They did have powder packets that you can mix into drinks, so I grabbed a couple of those, (the Whole Foods brand and a different brand) and also grabbed a dark green Naked smoothie, after reading that it's got spirulina, as well as other blue-green algaes.

I drank the Naked juice whilst watching the results show of So You Think You Can Dance. (My early fave: the odd but cute boy whose name I forget. Nigel called him odd, I just think he's hawt.) The label promised tastiness, and it was tasty, because it was in an apple juice base. Was it the apple juice on an empty stomach that made me feel eeeever so slightly nauseous, or the algae? Other than the vague tummy issues I had no other problems with it.

This morning I tried one of the packets. I'd gotten tomato juice to mix it in. Now, some people might argue that tomato juice is nasty in it's own right, without adding powdered sea slime, but I happen to like it. I poured half a glass of juice and then shook the powder in, and got to the first problem...

It looked like a third of the powder puffed up into the air, like some reverse form of chemical warfare. (Put on your gas masks! They're trying to make us breathe organically grown perfect chemical proteins!) I had to put the glass down and vigorously wave the greenish dust away. I breathed some of it and it was very, very... green. Stick your head into the spinach shelf at the grocery store, like up to your ears, and breathe in, and that's what it smelled like.

So the green powder was just kind of sitting on top of the thick red tomato juice... so I put some water in. Oops, it started foaming. So now it's a red/green thick foaming beverage. Nooooice! I held my nose and took a sip.

Very. Very. Green.

I took another. Ok, once the green shock has worn off, it's not that bad. In fact, when the foaming subsided, it was actually kind of good. Kind of sweet. Still though, it's a little, er, gritty.

Stay tuned for my reports of the miracle effects of spirulina. I'm not feeling any yet, but it's only been two doses. I dunno how much algae you gotta eat before it does... whatever it's supposed to do.

Probable Reasons for Me Not Liking You

-You seem to always be in the bathroom at the same time as me. You flush five or six times and clear your throat often.

-Any time anything weather-related happens, you ominously imply it's due to global warming.

-You tail-gate me on my street and get pissed off when I slow down to turn into my driveway.

-You're a software developer working on something I'm going to have to use.

-You're Giada DiLaurentis.

-You're a nurse and you've implied that I'm a big baby for wanting to wear a lead apron while you take an X-ray.

Owwwwsh

So omg yesterday we scrimmaged and I jammed and Belle jammed too and the pack was busy trying to block Belle so I cut through on the inside and I got lead jammer but then Belle caught up with me because she's mad fast so I called the jam so she couldn't score any points and then I fell down.

Now, m' bod hurts. Owsh.

T-minus 4 Days to the Throwdown...

RRRRrrrrrr.

I am annoyed. Very annoyed.

I woke up annoyed, and as my day has progressed, my annoyance has not diminished. Since my day has not been much different from many other days, I can only assume it's chemical, and tomorrow will be different.

Back in the can with me!