Friday, August 29, 2008

Election '08 is ON BABY!!!!!

I could not be more excited about McCain's VP pick. A commenter on Ace's site said the only thing better than this would be Palin coming out as BI. SO TRUE!!!


Thursday, August 28, 2008

Embarrassment. Do something. Please.

I'm embarrased by my alma mater.

The background of the story is that a hypersensitive student complained to the Brandeis faculty when her Latin American professor used the term 'wetbacks'. And he wasn't even demeaning anyone. He was critiquing the use of the word! Whole story here and here.

The faculty then placed a monitor in the prof's classroom and threatened him with termination. Apparently, the prof was never given a written account of the charges against him, and his appeal was cut off by the faculty.

I'm so sick of everyone being so overly sensitive, but I'm more disgusted by the reaction - caving in to their request to just shut up, think like robots and not speak our minds. I wish people would have more courage to defend themselves at least, instead of crying to those that will make them feel better after the big bad bully offended them.

I called Brandeis' President today and left a message in support of the professor because it's a small step I can take to rectify the ridiculousness that is overly PC behavior on campus. You can do the same:

Jehuda Reinharz


Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Schedule of Events for DNC

This is amusing.


Monday, August 25, 2008

WTF Quote of the weekend

"He is a man of the earth"

- Woman from Maine sitting next to me on the bus from Boston to NY on why she is such a gung-ho Obama supporter.

I kid you not.


Thursday, August 21, 2008

For the girls!

For some reason, I think boys have a more interesting time browsing around Victoria's Secret than I do. I find their lingerie be tacky and impractical. Their catalog and website, on the other hand, boasts tons of treasures to be had including these fabulously pretty maryjanes (I love a splash of red against a neutral outfit) and oxford heels (schoolgirl sexy!). I only wish 99% of the heels I fell in love with weren't 4'3/4 inches high or completely flat. What ever happened to medium heels?




Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Comments on comments

I read a few 'high profile' (for lack of a better description...I really do not like that term, there is something unbelievable pretentious about it) fashion and food blogs. I'm a big believer that anyone can add intelligent and thoughtful comments to any post, be it a strudel recipe or what kind of boots to wear with a neon green Topshop dress. So why do people insist on leaving inane comments like 'OMG that is soooo cute!!!' or 'that looks sooo yummy I HAVE to try that recipe!'. I don't know. These comments just seem so mundane and superfluous. What about what color would match with what, or what wine to serve, or accessory suggestions or ideas for a vegetarian version? If you don't have anything intelligent or inquisitive to say peeps, just keep it to yourself....


Thursday, August 07, 2008

While i'm at it, another thing that pisses me off...

Can someone please explain to me why no matter what time of day or night it is, and no matter where you are in New York, there is ALWAYS a line at the drug store? You would think that when there's either a Rite Aid, Duane Read, CVS or Walgreens on practically every corner of this city, it would diminish the chances of having to wait on line for fifteen minutes at, say, 1 am on a Tuesday. On York Avenue. By the river.

Last night while waiting impatiently after a very long night to pay for cat food at Walgreens, I was trying to figure out what was taking so long. Is it the old people who take a really long time counting change? Is it the high maintenance women who love to use their debit cards and for some reason haven't learned how to press 'Enter' and 'No cashback' in less than ninety seconds? Is it the coupon clippers who insist that the jar of peanuts is $1.69 and not $1.89? Or is it the cashier people themselves that forget what they are doing as they are taking their time ringing up the merchandise while flirting with the security guard?

Maybe it's all of the above but one thing I do know is that Manhattan drug stores bring out my violent nature. The things I do for my cat.