Tuesday Timewarp: Dark Rooms and Liz Phair

I have a ticket to the sold out Old 97's show at the 9:30 Club tonight, but have decided instead to stay home watching Weeds. (Unfortunately, not smoking weed.) I think my body, my shoulders in particular, is reconfiguring itself. Between the hot baths, icing, weight training, yoga, and racquetball therapy (ask me later), I hope to eventually get over a hump physically somehow. In the meantime, the pain has gravitated to my neck and head, so I am lying still in a dark room.

Here's a sold out show at the 9:30 to which I don't have a ticket.



Ok, back to Weeds now.

Saturday SYTYCD: My Faves

A few weeks until the So You Think You Can Dance? finale... Here are some of the highlights this season. Catch it on FOX Wednesday nights at 8pm. You'll see that I obviously love Katee and Joshua since they appear in half of my fave dances.

Tuesday Timewarp (x 2): Return to Our Roots

It's been a few weeks since we did a true "Timewarp," so here are two from Visage... Enjoy all all the boys in make-up and the neato visual tricks they employ.

Sunday Sweetness: Bella Birthday

Tonight we celebrated Wood's mom's birthday at the Parthenon (the restaurant, not the ruin). Happy Birthday, Bella!

Tuesday Timewarp: Telephones

Since I left my telephone at home today... today's timewarp theme is telephones. Hence, a little Blondie.

First, an oldie but goodie. I especially like her two-toned hair. It reminds me of my Tuesday Taylor doll.



And then Blondie/Debbie Harry more recently. I saw her a few years ago in concert and was stunned. She looks great for 60+, doesn't she? I want to grow up to be her.

Sunday Sickness: Bad Behavior, Part Deux

Ok, so if only the bad behavior ended there. Today, while Wood and I were at our favorite breakfast spot, there was a shooting down the street. Nice, huh? This is the second shooting in my neighborhood in the last two months and apparently muggings happen weekly. Welcome to the big city.

When we got on a bus, these two women started going at it, too, cussin' up a storm. I think they were having some dispute over a seat. From the looks of them, my guess was that one of them had to squeeze into a seat and accidentally sat on the other and then the daggers started flying.

To make up for bad behavior, I gave this elderly woman wearing mismatched socks on and no shoes sixty cents for the bus. While we were waiting for the bus, she proceeded to recount in detail her last several medical procedures. (I'm not sure the karma I received there was worth it.) As a veiled excuse to get away from her, I gave a dollar to one of those Street Sense guys. He proceeded to tell Wood he was blessed to have a girlfriend (a.k.a. "hot girlfriend") like me.

That was the excitement in my 'hood.

Friday Frustration: Bad Behavior

Ok, so here is a sad memorial in my neighborhood. I'm not really sure if it is a memorial per se, but someone was hurt, nonetheless.

So, am I surprised to see that a driver struck a cyclist? No. Why? Because so many people are so self-centered that they don't see other people or cyclists. I can't count the number of times that I am in a crosswalk on Columbia Road and a car speeds through it. I play a regular game of "chicken" with the cars these days, just to make a point.

Today at the gym, there was a woman alternately talking on her cell phone and texting while she was sitting on a crunch ball. Note: this is the Northeast and my gym is affordable, so that means that my gym is very small and crowded, so I'm sitting about a foot away from this woman having to crank up my iPod to drown her out.

Also today at the gym, another woman asked how many sets I had on the leg extension machine.

"I have two more."

"Two more!" She exclaims.

"I just got on."

"I was just asking." She made a face at me.

Huh?

Then on the way from the gym to the bus stop, there was a guy who decided it was alright to drive on the sidewalk. In downtown DC?

Huh?

Is it city living? Is it DC? Is it "people these days"? Or is it me?

Tuesday Timewarp: Furry Happy Monsters

This just cracked me up...

Monday Mania: The 100th Post

Something you should know about me if you don't already. I need lots of sleep. Most of today I've been feeling the effects of my sleep deprivation. Last night my bus from NYC was an hour late, so I got home at just before midnight. So today I've been feeling pretty grouchy.

Fortunately for you, I have lots of fun pictures to share from my weekend in NYC with one of my best friends, Moya. Here is her glamorous self.

It was a rather quiet and unseasonably cool and rainy weekend, but we did see some important landmarks.

In particular... Carrie Bradshaw's apartment building on Perry Street. This brownstone in the West Village plays an apartment on the Upper East Side on TV and movies.

(Sorry for the poor color on both of these... for some reason my camera was in low res mode.) Here's a set of stairs that often doubled for her stoop, in the proper resolution. Notice they actually look brown as in brown-stone?

And another landmark... for fashionistas, er, Project Runway fans. Tim Gunn was no where to be seen.


And these next few are for my boyfriend, who likes to "eat his way" across New York. A Mexican food cart outside the Jackson Heights Subway stop in Queens.

An automat in the East Village. I promise we won't waste one of our meals on this. I guess hipsters eat there.

And a sentiment... also from the East Village.

Tuesday Timewarp: Sergio and Zap Mama

Wood and I just got back from Wolf Trap. A true flashback, this is who we saw:



Of course, Sergio Mendez was a bit older. And, as Wood pointed out, the music in its new iteration sounded more like something from "The Love Boat."

Zap Mama was amazing, however. In fact, she has a fascinating story, having been born of a Belgian father and a Bantu (Congan tribe) mother. Her father was killed when she was only a week old by Simba rebels. In fact, she nearly didn't survive, but her mother and siblings were relocated to Belgium because of her father's citizenship. She creates the most beautiful Afro-European music: a mix of R&B, hip hop and African-inspired a capella.



She appeared tonight sans Erykah Badu, by the way.