I should have thought to ask this ages ago, since I’ve had this theme for a while, but as usual, I’m having a good idea when it’s just about too late to use it. Anyway, the theme for my final project website is “having the keys to open many doors.” If you happen to run into a good picture of a door or a key (or even better, and door with a key in it’s lock), please send it my way. I’ve got a lot of pictures collected already, but some of them are pretty generic and boring, so if you see a cool picture (photograph or illustration), and can send it to me via email within the next week, I’d be most appreciative. Thanks!
Help Catherine get an A April 29, 2006
Stumbling seductress April 28, 2006
I know, I know; no one wants to hear about my dreams. But I’m worried about what seems to be becoming a trend. A couple of weeks ago, I dreamed that I ran into Dustin Hoffman (who, I’ll admit has a certain charm in The Graduate, but who I do not in any way find attractive now) one night, and I tried to get him to go out with me. I don’t mean I wanted to hang out with him, I mean I wanted a date; I wanted to make out with him. We were sitting in the park, and I kept putting my hand on his thigh, and he kept taking it off again. I had no success there. Oh, did I mention that he was blind? I don’t know if that has any significance whatsoever, but there you have it.
So last night, I dreamed about this guy that I had a big crush on in high school. I haven’t seen him in years, but I do know that he got married a while ago; I think he has some kids too. Anyway, I dreamt that I ran into him again, and he’d gotten divorced (which I was happy about – bad of me, I know), but he was engaged to another girl already. In fact, we were going to his wedding. Did this stop me from trying to win him over? Oh no. I was shockingly forward. In the car I was sitting as close as possible to him, I kept needlessly touching him, and I was giggling a lot; it was nauseating. When we got to the wedding, for some reason he sat down in the audience with me and my friends, and was just going to run up and do his part when we got to it (there were some speeches and musical numbers first). I continued to attempt to seduce him! I was brazen, I tell you. He was not as unresponsive (or I guess negatively responsive) as old, blind Dusty, (he even seemed to be enjoying it), but he wasn’t calling off the wedding either. I woke up before I embarrassed myself by kissing him, which I’m pretty sure I was about to do. Oddly, in my dream this guy, who has perfectly normal hair, as I recall, had acrylic hair. I don’t mean he was wearing a wig, I mean his hair was like a wig.
What is wrong with me? Why do I only try to seduce mean that have some physical flaw? Wait, why am I trying to seduce men? What if I start acting like this in real life?
Word of the day April 27, 2006
Main Entry: amÂ·bivÂ·aÂ·lence
Etymology: International Scientific
Vocabulary 1 : simultaneous and contradictory attitudes or feelings (as
attraction and repulsion) toward an object, person, or action 2 a : continual
fluctuation (as between one thing and its opposite) b : uncertainty as to which
approach to follow- amÂ·bivÂ·aÂ·lent /-l&nt/
adjective- amÂ·bivÂ·aÂ·lentÂ·ly adverb
I looked up this word today and realized that I’ve completely misunderstood it’s meaning. I thought it was synonymous with indifference. Boy was I wrong. Now that I really know what it means, I’ll have to try to use it correctly a few times, in hopes that it will stick.
PS. Yes I did take Latin in high school, so I really have no excuse for not recognizing the ambi- root. What can I say? I just don’t pay attention sometimes. Well, a lot of the time.
Patti Lupone on The Today Show April 26, 2006
So I spent last week in Rochester with my brother, Eric, my father, and my sister’s cat, Kiri. I’m very allergic to cats, and I planned to keep a polite distance from Kiri, but this quickly proved impossible. For one, she wasn’t having it, and for another, she’s so darn cute I couldn’t resist playing with her. She’s an ocicat, and I don’t really know what that means, but I think maybe it means a cat/dog/bird mix. I say this because this cat sounds like a bird, and acts like a dog; it’s quite funny. She has a high, little meow that almost sounds more like a bird’s chirping to me than a cat’s meow. And Kiri plays like a dog. She plays fetch, something I didn’t think cats do. Oh sure, they’ll chase things, anything, but I’ve never seen a cat bring it back before. Kiri has a collection of little colored balls, and when you throw them, she chases it (or sometimes catches it in midair), and then runs back and drops it at your feet to throw again. It’s pretty fun and funny, at least for the first half hour; after that I would try with limited success to convince her we were done playing. She also does somersaults – although not intentionally. She likes to flop at your feet, or if you’re scratching her chin, she usually rolls around on her back. She’ll do this even if there’s not really room to (say if you’re standing next to the wall, or sitting in the corner of the couch), and the result is often her rolling right over her head and onto her back. Don’t know if you can picture it without seeing it, but trust me, she does somersaults. Anyhoo, next time you’re in Rochester, be sure to spend some time with Kiri the wonder cat; it’s pretty fun.
I heart Jim Dale April 25, 2006
Click on this photo to see some scenes from Roundabout Theatre Company’s The Threepenny Opera, including Jim Dale during my favorite number, and Nelly McKay singing. I wished they showed Lucy sing too, but you can’t have everything.
Coke vs. Pepsi April 23, 2006
Eric says they taste the same. I say the Coke is slightly better due to a tinny aftertaste with the Pepsi. Also, I think the Coke can is prettier. Not that I would ever turn down either one…