Archive for December, 2007

Blogger stickers

I was on the subway today thinking about the hypothetical blog I keep in my head – I’ve been wanting to start it for months and it would be called “Friends Who Dress Alike” and it would be pictures of just that – random candid pictures of all the strangers I see on a daily basis who prove their compatibility to the outside world by (coincidentally or not) dressing alike. Glennis and I tend to own a lot of the same clothes so I get it. Usually one of us sees a shirt at Strawberry or H&M and buys one for ourself and eventually the other one sees the exact same shirt and buys it 2 days later. Once we even started a game (a hilarious but quickly dropped game) where she went to H&M on her lunch break, saw a shirt she liked, and then an hour later on my lunch break I went to H&M to see if I could tell which shirt it was. I kept saying “This is so funny, I KNOW I will get it right because we ALWAYS have the same taste. We are such good friends. This game is simple! Ha!” “Denim collarless tunic” I smugly texted after spotting the first “Glennis-like” top I saw. “Try again ‘friend’,”she replied. Ouch. That was a game that we haven’t resumed, but that’s just because there are too many shirts at H&M.

So anyway, my blog about the ladies who shop in tandem while wearing sweat suits, or the girls in Sephora who both have brown Uggs and puffy jackets just hasn’t materialized, but only because I don’t carry my camera with me every day and even if I did, I wouldn’t have the guts to take pictures of strangers. But it’s something to think about! Now that I have planted the seed, see how many Friends Who Dress Alike you spot!

That also made me think that maybe I don’t need another blog – I tend to ignore the ones I currently have (this one and my pretty-much-defunct other two). But if I did have two, the caption for my second one would be something hilarious (as all my ideas are) like “My Other Blog is a Broom!”. So of course that made me look up other potential bumper stickers that could be turned into Blogger Stickers and there are some real beauts here like:

Are You As Close To Jesus As You Are To My Bumper?
Ted Kennedy’s Car Has Killed More People Than My Gun!
Welcome to America, Now Speak English
Save the Earth – It’s the Only Planet with Chocolate!
(did someone steal that from a Cathy comic?)

That site is endless fun. My other hypothetical blog would just be changing those sayings to a more hip, with-it version like:

Some Village in Texas is Missing it’s BLOG!
Only a BLOG Could Turn a Terrorist Into A Victim!
Hang up and BLOG!

2008, baby. Wait for it.

More Christmas Funtimes

Singer-Songwriter-Appreciating Companion and I have been busy! On top of Decking our Halls and Oates, we had the good fortune to see Aimee Mann’s 2nd Annual Christmas Show on Friday (Read my recap about it HERE!). Friends, it was awesome. Feel-good holiday times abounded. Paul F. Tompkins of television’s Best Week Ever is my new favorite be-suited comedian (no, not Bee-Suited Comedian). And we rediscovered the joy of Ben Lee and were shocked and awed in a good way by Josh Ritter. I guess I never gave Josh Ritter a chance because his name sounded like John Ritter and I figured we had a Colin Hanks situation on our hands. Not so! He’s great! For serious.

If the show comes to your city, run to the local amphitheatorium to see it.

In Food News, He Also Beat Eggs

I cannot top this NY Post headline.

Ike ‘Beats’ Tina to Death.

One more reason I will never compare to the real deal.

Happy Hall-and-Oates-idays!

Last night we went to the Hall and Oates Home for Christmas Show at the Beacon Theatre. Hall and Oates and Fairway Supermarket and Christmas cheer, all spread onto one tiny block – you’d think I was in heaven. Alas it was not to be. People of New York, what is wrong with you? You guys ruined Christmas. Or, ok, I’m a forgiving person, you ruined the night of December 11. NO one in this audience knew that H&O would be playing mostly holiday tunes. There was booing. There were taunting, guttural screams of “Come ON, Daryl!”. The ladies sitting next to me (I could have sworn they were from Jersey, but I’ve come to realize I can’t decipher a Jersey accent from a Long Island one, but thanks to watching My Super Sweet 16, I can most definitely tell a Staten Island one) kept throwing their hands up and screeching “Oh Moy Gawd, anuthah one?” when Hall started in on “It Came Upon a Midnight Clear”. This was a crowd that wanted to hear “Maneater” 30 times.


I wrote it up for New York and was THISCLOSE to just making my review a public apology to the band. Daryl Hall even said at the end “We uh…Just wanted to do something different. So…Thanks.” Sad! I have never left a show feeling bad for the musicians, but the concentration of ignoramuses skewed heavy at the Beacon Theater last night and left me Scroogey.



All photos are by my crowd-tolerating companion Jeff Kocan.