love is (not) stronger than Pride

So after months of careful consideration (read: laziness), I finally attended my first speed dating event this past weekend. The venue happened to be in the Meatpacking District...during Gay Pride. Evidently, no one thought this through.

Our group spanned two areas--a bar and a semi-private (read: quiet) back room. I was super-fortunate enough to be seated at the bar (very close to the revelers) where my "dates" had to stand near me (since there were no adjacent seats for them) and yell me their names/interests over the din of 50 queens singing and dancing to Ke$ha or Katy Perry. More amusing was the hostess' use of her bell, which she rang every 5 minutes to signal a new rotation to the next speed-dater. The ringing of the bell, of course, served as a different signal to the Proud clientele, prompting them to clap and whistle, and to exclaim some variation of "WOOOOOO HOOOOOO! PARTTTYYYYYY DOWWNNNNNNN, BITCHES!"

Here are some memorable quotes:
"You are very good. I am going to check YES next to your name."
"You must've been born here because your English is superb."
"Is there some kind of event happening in the city? What are all these rainbow flags? Was there a Dominican parade today?"

All in all, I'd say it was 2 parts fun, 1 part boring, and only .5 part demoralizing so....SUCCESS! Maybe next time, it'll be at a Chuck-E-Cheese.

resentment monday...

"If you can't beat them, arrange to have them beaten." ~ George Carlin

Bloggity Blog Blog

I've recently become rather put off by the style/fashion-y/design blogs that I've followed religiously for the past few years because of the simple fact that many of them have evolved into i-just-had-a-baby/look-at-my-cute-baby/danish-high-chairs-are-the-best blogs with a spattering of design thrown in. And because I cannot share in their joy due to my current pre-spinsterhood status, I've found myself at a loss for fun sites to waste my valuable time on. I suppose I can choose to read books, but that's an extra thing to carry on the subway. So imagine my delight when a friend suggested I take a gander at OkCupid's blog. A blog about online dating? Harrowing. A blog about online dating that utilizes aggregated data and statistical analysis to find reasonable sequiturs about sex and human attraction? Awesome! OkTrends's excessive use of charts and graphs are a giant plus in my book, too, because I sure do love me a good graph. And everyone could use a visual when the topic is sex.







Also, the entry titles are titillating. See Don't Be Ugly By Accident! and Rape Fantasies and Hygiene By State.

In unrelated news, here are some tunes that I understand those darn kids are listening to these days:

Sleigh Bells - Ring Ring

The Naked and Famous - Young Blood

SebastiAn - Love In Motion (feat. Mayer Hawthorne)

Goodmorning.

Moonlight will fall
Winter will end
Harvest will come
Your heart will mend

William Fitzsimmons - Goodmorning (Pink Ganter Remix) by Pink Ganter

Killing One Softly

Broken Social Scene's Sweetest Kill was one of my favorite tracks since I saw them perform it during a very long and self-indulgent set several years ago (prior to the also-self-indulgent album Forgiveness Rock Record). And look, now there's a video. It's kinda violent.

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via xkcd

the Rapture

a few weeks late in seeing this, but still damn funny.

The uke has trifle healing powers...

Yesterday was a mentally atrocious day. I couldn't wipe myself off the proverbial floor for hours. Hours. And although my mind and body felt a proactive desperation to do anything to distract myself, I couldn't think of anything to do or eat or smell that would be a surefire mood enhancer. Not one farking thing.

At least I knew that classic Julia Nunes could, in the very least, make me smile.