Extremely Perishable

Just like the Titanic, my virginity and acid-wash jeans.

And the Love Mail Goes To

September 29, 2005
Not your average, run-of-the-mill, hipster, Hollywood white-boy.

I am in love/lust with Eric Foreman aka Topher Grace. He looks soooo good in facial hair. Like, damn good.

I know, I know.
Shut your pie hole.

She Gets Dramatic for Fun

September 26, 2005
I'm gonna try not to get all dramatic but you know me ... or at least, by now, you have a sense of me. Normalcy doesn't come easily. I was walking back up Mercer, after getting my morning coffee at Balthazar, and I randomly started ruminating on the idea of drowning myself. No ... not seriously. But more seriously than the average person. Does that make sense? The name of the blog is "Extremely Perishable," in case you hadn't noticed. What did you think it meant?

I guess I could blame Gwyneth Paltrow for this latest bout of self-annihilation day dreaming. I finally saw "Sylvia," which, as you know, narrates the life and death of Sylvia Plath, poet extraordinaire and put-upon wife and mother. In it she talks about how she once tried to drown herself in the sea.

Ahah.

Yeah.

Moving on to more lively discussion - I cannot wait until the weekend; my ex-roommate , crazy slip of a girl, is returning from Ithaca for the weekend. Also I am attending a press junket on Saturday for the movie version of "Pride & Prejudice." Yes, Keira Fucking Knightly will be staring down the barrel of my metaphorical gun. The pen is mightier than the sword. In this case, Microsoft Word and a Dell Latitude D800 are mightier than the sword. I'll let you know how pretty she is.

Break My Bank, My Dreams and My Spirit

September 14, 2005
I have so much work. SO MUCH WORK. These are the perks of a college education. I know all those 9 to 5ers out there groan and say "this kid doesn't know what she's talking about." But I would like to point out that at least you get paid for your sweat and toil. If the New York school could start paying me, well ... that would be nice.

My only reason for wasting your time, tonight, is to tell you that I saw an advanced screening of Thumbsucker and it was an extremely funny, poignant, truthful movie. Not too hip. Not commercial. Just a good simple movie that respects the viewer and tells a good story.

I got to ask the director a question at the Q&A - a general "how did Vince Vaugn get involved in this?" type of question. Another woman spoke up and asked the director for advice for anyone who was thinking of becoming a filmmaker, to which he basically responded with the general "work yourself to death and hustle for your money cause you will be a poor bastard for the first 10 years" type of answer.

To which I responded, inwardly, with a hearty "Fuck."

Chowing Down on Second

September 12, 2005
Deborah and I went to Hip Hop Chow on Saturday night. The restaurant is so cool. I'm almost sorry I'm no longer living in Cooper Square - I would've gone there every night. It's classic Soul Food complimented by delicious Cantonese staples. I was STUFFED after consuming a Ceasar Salad, Pork Belly, Cheesy Grits, Smothered Pork Chop and Baked Yams. I was content for the rest of the night.

On top of the food, the interior design was great. They also rotate the artwork of various New York artists. Deborah's son has his artwork up for the rest of the month and then they'll replace it with new pieces.

Keenyah Take a Hint?

September 08, 2005
McDonald's is a place for people from all climbs - many different walks of life. It is the epicenter of the popular universe. In McDonald's life is as uncomplicated and fat saturated as the dollar menu, and nobody, not the businessman, not the tattoo artist from Brooklyn, not the coked up New York School kid, minds. We're all the same. But one species of human that you should never expect to be parking her bony behind in there, chowing down on some extra crispy fries, is the bona fide supermodel. God bless Keenyah Hill though, cause that ain't her.

The girl that anyone who watched cycle four of America's Next Top Model loves to hate was in McDonalds, not ten minutes ago. I could indeed go into the contents of her meal but what's the point? As Tyra's show indicated, time and time again, the model-in-training loves some fried food. One week, Tyra's panel of modeling "experts" told Miss Hill, in no uncertain terms, that she was getting a little porky. Okay ... a lot porky, but that's Janice Dickinson talking, not me.

Today, however, it seemed that Keenyah was more in the mood for posing than stuffing her pretty face. She must've stayed in the restaurant for about two minutes. That's 90 seconds of waiting for someone to recognize her and 30 seconds of smiling meekly while two women snapped her photo on a digital camera. Thank God I didn't have mine with me, else I might've been swayed too. Incidentally, I heard those two women gossiping. They said something along the lines of:

"She looked better on TV."

"It's because of the airbrushing."

Long story short - I said hi to the girl on her way out.

"Excuse me, you're a model, right?"

"Yeah."

"From TV, right?"

"Yeah."

"America's Next Top Model?"

"Yeah."

"Are you still working?"

"Yeah."

"Good job."

"Thanks."

GOOD GOD WOMAN! EXPAND YOUR VOCABULARY! I've never seen someone that verbally challenged. Then again, maybe being coy is part of a model's job; Don't say too much in public because they might find out what a bitch you are.

Well, I guess we'll never know. Keenyah Hill is somewhere in New York, lugging a suitcase around, blue baseball cap pulled low, weave flying in the wind.

Katrina and the Federally Backed Fraud

September 05, 2005
The world is really messed up right now. New Orleans is crazy. And just in case you didn't know ... you should NOT be donating to the Red Cross. Only a sliver of your money will be going directly towards relief. The Red Cross has a history of withholding funds.

Months after September 11th, the Red Cross had only disbursed $154 million of the whopping $564 million in global donations it had been given. It should be obvious to anyone that this is not the way donations should be used in a crisis.

In 1989, after the Sanfrancisco earthquake disaster, the Red Cross also withheld 80% of the $50 million donated and pocketed it.

Katrina SCAM sites include:
www.katrinahelp.com
www.katrinacleanup.com
www.katrinarelief.com

Do NOT donate to the sites listed above.

For the moment, I'm not sure where the best place to put your money is. I'll post links as soon as I find out. You can do your own research and find smaller charities close to the New Orleans area. Your dollars will, most likely, go to the people who need it.

Although, I gotta say, FEMA is running the show now in Louisiana. I just hope that they're not being dicks about smaller aid operations.

An Eye For the Pretty Things

September 01, 2005
Cameron Crowe's website for Elizabethtown is one of the best movie websites I've come across in a long time. The soundtrack is prolific and stunning. One of my favorite parts is the blog written by Kirsten Dunst's character Claire: Claire's America. She writes:

So, to that end, - this, in all its cyberglory - is my attempt to make a difference. Welcome to My America - a place I'd like to believe is worth going through eyes wide open on the way to "there." My America, a land of wonder, of sparkle and glory, of hope, dreams, opportunity, county fairs, iron bridges, elephant ears, dog trots and old book stores that smell of other people's lives ... There are so many things that make life worth living. So many little, wonderful things ... the way a song hangs in the air, something you buy at a drugstore that changes everything, a movie you can't forget, a moment that lasts forever, the taste of some delicious bite on your tongue, a certain stretch of road. And that stuff is just the tip of the iceberg ... Maybe in all of this, there's some bridge between people to be built - people I'll never see, just like the places, on the maps, I'll never get to.


Yes, the world is on fire.

Yes, New Orleans is gone.

But life is still happening, second by second by second. And it's all right to be in love with it.

See for yourself.