Showing posts with label women. Show all posts
Showing posts with label women. Show all posts

Thursday, November 20, 2008

crazy busy = no time to blog = silly

wow, wow, wow. practically all of november has passed me by... well not really, but it's passed the blog by. poor blog. but let me do some appeasing.

m and I went to see Tom Stoppard's play, Rock 'n' Roll at the BU Theatre a couple of weeks ago. It takes place in Cambridge, England, and pre-Velvet Revolution Prague (and, to be fair, a little post-velvet, too) following a Stoppard-ish character who is definitely more into his records, than the politics around him. Anyway, once again, the women in the cast blew me away.

Last night, m and I went to see our friend's documentary, journeying to Taiwan. She and her coworker produced, edited, and starred in the film -- a pretty big feat! We were totally impressed, not only by the amount of work they did, but the end product. I'm set to go to Taiwan... ride the train, little some candles, and eat spicy shrimp.

Headed to hang out with the folks for Thanksgiving, so if I don't write again today (entirely possible) have a great turkey day!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

moment of zen... oh wait...

oh jon stewart, before you were on comedy central, you introduced some pretty wicked/radical/freakin' awesome bands.

including this one.

kisses.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

quote of the day, y'all


At a BU Q&A with Susan Sarandon last week, this question was posed:

Is Sarah Palin a feminist?

I don’t understand how anyone can claim that she’s a feminist. Is it because she’s cute and feisty and spunky? Is it because she carries a gun and shoots animals from a helicopter? That’s not feminism — that’s the worst aspect of violent male behavior. I think she completely compromises the idea of feminism. And I think it’s a cheap shot to compare her to Hillary Clinton. They don’t have anything in common.
I mean, when you get a woman in government, you want the right woman. You don’t want just any vagina!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

oh snap, lindsay.


Ro.Lo. Like the candy.
Apparently, (since I'm not really in the know, but she intrigues me so I read this stuff) Lindsay Lohan wanted to stump for Barack Obama, but was turned down with a polite ''thanks, but no thanks,'' according to the Chicago Sun-Times.

She offered to host events for younger voters, but the Obama's people said uh uh. Frankly, it seems she's gotten a lot more into politics since she claimed her minority status. now it's not all fun and games, huh lindsay? well, actually, it probably is more fun... and unfortunately more games, considering women. well, some women.

And riding right onto the baby train, big news, of course, Lohan wants to get preggers and raise the baby with Samantha Ronson, according to British newspaper The News of The World. way to rock it, l-lo.

p.s. Here's a parting smack — that Lohan ''is not exactly the kind of high-profile star who would be a positive for us," an Obama team member said.

p.p.s. i'll stop now. i promise i'll be back to other things in the next post. or maybe not! time to join the paparazzi bandwagon, right?

Monday, September 15, 2008

reflections


dumplings. dumplings. by m.
this was a weekend to point to and say, 'ha! there is such a thing as true, continuous happiness. so there.' in the midst of work, and getting ready for m's photography show (which is amazing!), i think we were walking around in a stupor. but, the opening on friday was fabulous — friends coming from out of town, enjoying each other's company — and the weekend just flowed from there, with nat and our friend from nashville heading to rockport, missing the ridiculous rain somehow, sailing on sunday, and another jaunt to chinatown with henry and sofy. love.

sun sun market, by m.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

pork and nail polish. together. forever.


you know you can't help yourself. click on the photo to learn why you, as a woman, need both pork and nail polish. please. (it's stuff like this that makes me love salon.com. and stuff like this that makes me cry a little).