Thursday, March 04, 2010

Live from Central Perk

Dear Readers - I am live from Central Perk...a starbucks located somewhere in Metro Atlanta where I can occasionally blog.

Why do I call it Central Perk? Well, for one, everyone here knows my name! And by "name" I obviously mean, "overworked law student." How cute - they think I am working as I type furiously into my laptop. If only they knew that I was watching videos of Drew and Baylen Brees on loop.

But the other reason I call this place "Central Perk" is that there are so many regulars here that I feel like it's my haunt. First, you have the 180yr old woman who brings her own space heater that she plugs in under her table. Then there is guy who wears leather loafers, no socks, and has floppy hair. He always orders 2 venti macchiatos that he then proceeds to double fist. Finally, you have the various and sundry old-man lawyers who seemingly come to this starbucks to work. They LOVE to talk to law students, passing out their business cards like candy at Halloween. My friend once commented that their willingness to pass out their business card might indicate a less than stellar law practice, but..let's be honest here: wouldn't the fact that their office is a STARBUCKS be the first red flag that things aren't going well?

Everyone at this Starbucks appears to have a purpose for being here -- I appreciate that. One time I came in here and this married couple came to starbucks specifically with the purpose of having a marital fight. Why would you leave your house, drive to starbucks, spend money, only to have a fight which would probably be better had IN YOUR LIVING ROOM? Then again - I guess you could maybe say the same thing about coming to a starbucks to blog.
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Wednesday, March 03, 2010

Awesome.

So I just saw this gem on NYMag.com. Apparently Republic in New Orleans is getting national exposure because of their dress code policy.


I'm not going to lie - this is awesome. But do people from New Orleans really wear this sort of stuff? I associate Ed Hardy, etc with a NYC Bridge and Tunnel/NJ crowd. Would our version of Bridge and Tunnel would be people from the West Bank? Where do the Christian Audigier types hang out in NOLA? Harrahs? If we're going to nitpick club-hopping clothes, I think the more egregious NOLA wardrobe faux pas has to be guys who wear polos tucked into khaki pants out at bars. I mean, r e a l l y. Do people WANT to look like they are working at a best buy?
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I'm so New Orleans - like 1825 Tulane

Next Installment of "Ridiculous Things People Google That Lead To My Blog." No use in wasting time. Let's go.

"what does lil wayne mean by 1825 tulane"
Okay - so I don't like to talk about the individual I now refer to as Benedict Weezy, but my allegiance is, first a foremost, to my readers. Second would probably be to the people who stumble upon my blog through convoluted google searching. So, guy who didn't even mean to open up this website, this answer is for you.

Back in the day there was this furniture called Rosenberg's. The address to the aforementioned furniture store was 1825 Tulane. But Lil Wayne is not referring the store itself -- he is referring the commercials which made the store SO well known in the city.

When I was growing up, these commercials elicited one emotion from me: total and utter jealousy. Who was this girl that got to be the most famous person in New Orleans? Why didn't my parents love me and let me audition for commercials? Actually - I take that back. I think one time my mom took me to try-out for a Popeyes Fried Chicken commercial. AS IF that was going to help my popularity out any. Last thing I needed was to appear in a commercial where I would be stuffing my face with fried chicken. That's just writing the script out for the bullies. But the Rosenberg's girl who wasn't actually seen on the commercial? And just got to sing and be cute sounding? THE DREAM.

I somehow got off track again. Anyway - these commercials were SO popular. To this day if you say the word "Rosenberg" in a sing-song voice, someone will respond with "1825 Tu-lane." But it's something only a person from New Orleans would know. So, reader -- that is what Benedict Weezy means when he says, "I'm so New Orleans - like 1825 Tulane."

"wings of ;love theme song for tv show"

I'm only including this one because the typo in the search query leads me to believe that this person was FURIOUSLY typing out this string because they had to know the answer IMMEDIATELY. Is this song seriously relevant? Are people listening to this song independent of "The Bachelor: Wings of Love?"

"K. Gates"

K. GATES HAS ARRIVED. PEOPLE ARE GOOGLING HIM. Yes reader, K. Gates is actually a very good friend of mine. He occasionally appears on my gchat list. We're pretty close. I even interviewed him. So...kind of a big deal.

"archie, olivia, cooper, peyton and eli manning"
Wow. Talk about a thorough search strng. I think any one of these names would have been sufficient...but I guess some people aren't very practiced googlers? So, random reader -- what do you want to know about these people? They are a family. Some live in New Orleans. Some live in New York. Others live in Indianapolis. They are all pretty tall. A couple of them play football. I mean..? I think I covered it?
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Tuesday, March 02, 2010

On The Wings of Love

Tonight was the finale of the perplexingly popular television program "The Bachelor." This season was titled, "On the Wings of Love" because the debonair man of the hour was a pilot -- get it? Wings of Love? Like Wings on an airplane? ABC is so witty. I had been meaning to blog about this show ALL SEASON LONG but never got around to it, so I figured that tonight's season finale was probably as good a time as any. I will never be able to condense all the drama of the season into 1 post, so I think I shall just give some general thoughts.


How to even BEGIN discussing Jake. Throughout the entire season Jake oscillated between being almost serial killer-esque with his fake smiles and laughs, to crying uncontrollably. Don't get me wrong...I love a man who can cry in public, or on tv. But there is a HUGE difference between Drew Brees with tears in his eyes after playing the game of his career in the Superbowl while holding his cute little baby (What up, Baylen Brees!); and a guy who cries while appearing on a reality tv show where THIS is the theme song:

Let me tell you something right now...if I ever got on a plane and he was my captain I'd get RIGHT BACK OFF. His performance on this show does not inspire ANY confidence in the men who fly our friendly skies. Let's hope that Jake's newest gig on Dancing With The Stars is an indication that Delta saw his performance on "The Bachelor" and decided they'd be better off without him.


Jake's soon-to-be lady bride, Vienna! First of all, do you think Vienna has ever traveled to her namesake city? Methinks the furthest she ever traveled (before the Bachelor) was Daytona, Florida. What's her personal history, you ask? These are some of the things Vienna has done in her short 23 year lifetime: eloped with a man at age 19; stole $5000 from said husband's checking account while he was on a tour of service in Iraq; used that money to get breast implants; worked at hooters. Just the sort of girl you take home to meet mom! Jake thinks they have "incredible physical chemistry." I guess he would think that because she spent most of her time on the show attempting to climb on top of him, sit on his lap, wrestle with him, slap him with sulfur mud and so on. Men are such simpletons. Jake's the sort of guy who would go to a strip club and think he and the girl giving him a lap dance have "incredible chemistry."


This is Ali. Everyone was rooting for her, and thought she should win. After watching the first episode, I picked her out as my favorite, and thought her to be the most normal. She quit the show suddenly because she had to go back to her job. She is my age, lives in San Fran, and works for Facebook. But I think that we're all giving Ali too easy a pass. There is one thing that really bothers me about her: SHE SIGNED UP TO DO THIS RIDICULOUS SHOW. I don't think I have a single friend who would actually sign up/audition/try out for ANY reality dating show. Furthermore, Ali is going back for seconds, and will be the NEW BACHELORETTE. Ali is obviously a few screws loose. But I will obviously watch her show.


Random things I observed during the course of the show:

1. How many blankets do you suppose any given season of the Bachelor goes through? Seriously - next time it comes on, please keep a blanket count. I think they must have about 10,000 blankets strategically placed around the house, the garden, the pool area just in case the Bachelor and his lady might walk past there and want to have a seat under the stars. I mean, I watch "The Bachelor" with a blanket too...but my blanket is called a "Snuggie" and I am sitting underneath it with a bowl of SmartPop. Cue Beyonce's "Single Ladies."

2. Jake is 32. All of the women were <25yrs old, except for one girl who was his age and was eliminated almost immediately. I don't even need to make a social commentary on this because the show speaks for itself. Vienna is 23. Sigh. Men will never learn, and the older women get, the more likely the will end up married to their doorman.

3. I would love to see a Bachelor set in a less idyllic location. I feel like anyone can find love in St. Lucia, Wine Country, and a mansion in California. Let's set a Bachelor in NYC. We can call it "The Bachelor: Rat Race to the Ring." Let's give Jake a studio apartment, and let's put the girls in a house in Astoria. One-on-one date time? GET YOUR ASS TO THE R TRAIN.

Maybe i'll throw this out to my reader(s) (Mom - please refrain from responding): If you were at a bar and Jake approached you, would you even give him the time of day? Everything about his being bothers me so intensely, that my inclination is to say "no."
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Sunday, February 28, 2010

Nashville Mobile Update: Strokin'.

This man is doing the worlds worst karaoke version of "strokin" on earth. Meanwhile his lady is dropping it on the dance floor. I guess regardless he will be gettin' some tonight.
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Nashville Mobile Update: Electronica

This man in the electronica band I am watching is wearing a gas mask. I am LOLing so much. They sound like velocoraptors being sent to slaughter. Their name is Kaztacyde. I am dancing like I am at a nsync concert.
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Nashville Mobile Update: Change of Scene

Have now stumbled into the 3rd level of hell. I am in some "electronica" club attached to the karaoke bar where teenagers are playing metal rock without shirts on, people are wearing paint on their faces, and my jcrew ensemble looks wildly out of place. The lead singer is drinking out of a gasoline container. Is there some way to twitpic this because it is so wildly hilarious/ absurd.
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I'm sorry, but...

Is there actually a song with the lyrics "god is great, beer is good, and people are crazy" ????
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