Birthday Presents

The grad school kids gave me a tambourine for my birthday! (I said, "We need a tambourine in this house.")

They had to get JP's approval first.

Erica called a music store and asked, "Do you have tambourines?"

"Yes, let me transfer you to our Tambourine Department."

"No, no! That's fine, I'll come in."

Note to self: always get transferred to the Tambourine Department.


Allison made me laugh with her teaching stories, and the attempts to suppress bewilderment/disapproval/etc. in her face when students respond to questions.


Skee Ball, Buck Hunter, and a gathering of friends in Denver, and the cherry on top was Andrew's comment about Winona Ryder: "If you loved her in Little Women, you'll love her in Reality Bites!"


A birthday card from JP: "I love you a little less than last year." (Inside: "Statistically, that's to be expected." Also tickets to Flaming Lips performing Dark Side of the Moon.)


Not really sleeping on a Friday in New York, but napping on the couch next to Erin.

Sharing pizza for dinner with Dre. Laughing at her story of ordering paella from the wrong Don Pepe, and the first question you ask when late to work: "Did you have problems with the D, too??" And a visit to the 'Old Man Bar' with her and Becky for happy hour.

Returning with Matt and Leslie and Raina and Jonathan to a bar we visited back during Tuesday Night Outings when I first moved to New York. Many bars I love in the city were chosen by either Matt or Raina back when I was a twenty-something!

The wider reunion with friends I met in Denver, NYC, Philadelphia, and (to be accurate) Valhalla. Cav planned his bachelor party and drew Staten Island and as a pile of poop and Queens as a cock. He explained the vague itinerary for the night but said it was not set in stone: "Women need plans; men need joie de vivre!" I drank Dark & Stormy's, and a Bee Stinger with Honey Bourbon and some other deliciousness. Samantha sat with Derek and explained her hypotheses on men's talents. Courtney said maybe I was really good at boob touching but never needed to do it. Samantha said my boob felt like the end of an Angel Food cake. Samantha and Alexa danced in the dancefloor-less room. A card, shoplifted, that asked "What Would Scooby Do?"


A multitude of messages, phone calls, and even a blog post.


Dinner with Becky, Mom, Dad, and Nana in Hoboken. Becky and I went to a bar down the block, downed a beer and watched a few minutes of Jeopardy while we waited for Mom to park. We went to a Mexican restaurant where they make Sangria from red wine that you bring. Mom brought cupcakes. I had the Strawberry Shortcake one. Becky brought macarons. I had the raspberry.


Now I head to Florida for a few days. It was a very good week.


Poem in Your Pocket Day 2011

This year I picked an excerpt from Anne Carson's Autobiography of Red. In return, I got Wole Soyinka, Yusef Komunyakaa, and my friend's dad.


Quote of the Day

"But what's stranger still is how something so small can keep you alive."

I enjoyed the Arcade Fire concert last night.


The Three Fists

"But what is a Victory Fist?" you may ask. Allow me to give you a brief tutorial/history.

First of all, everything I learned I learned from Hannah and Elena, who showed me these useful expressions of body language to convey emotion.

(Secondly, I hope my gif-making experiment works.)

1. Happy Fist

The Happy Fist is your default, we hope. Although if you're like me, you might use its sibling, the Angry Fist, more frequently. The Happy Fist is, in fact, all in the face.

Common uses:
Learning your friend likes one of your favorite movies; unexpected upgrade to first class; making your niece laugh (Two-Handed Variation)

2. Angry Fist

The Angry Fist is the Happy Fist's doppelganger. Notice the only real difference in the two is the facial expression. Out in the real world, this is the key to distinguishing these.

Common uses: computer problems; those darn kids; Frajer! (Thwarted-By-An-Enemy Variation)

3. Victory Fist

The most important feature of the Victory Fist is movement along the vertical plane of the body. Some people prefer a fluid swoop, as Erica did when she suggested our catch phrase, but I prefer two distinct points of articulation, as shown below. We might consider this the Eureka Variation. It has also been questioned whether the movement must be upward. I say no: there is a practical application for a downward sweep, often close to the body, to communicate triumph over an opponent (see: baseball pitchers).

Common uses: Your state grants you and your partner the legal rights and responsibilities of marriage; finding a parking spot on 89th Street

The Last Barnes Dance

One of Denver's pleasant quirks is coming to an end. Grace told me that the diagonal crosswalk is called a Barnes Dance.

Goodbye, people I awkwardly avoid collisions with in the middle of the street. We'll always have Denver.



After checking out Twitter for a few days, I have concluded:

1) The internet is vast and fast.

2) This is still my favorite.

We Should

E: In the words of Justin Bieber, "Never say never."*

B: We should have a catch phrase. What what it be?

E: [Does a dramatic Victory Fist.] "Brunch!"

*Sorry, tweens, this doesn't make me think of the Biebs. Rather, it makes me think of Henri, that French pigeon in An American Tail.


The Month Without A Resolution

I didn't really do anything with March.  The February resolution to dine at home during the week worked well, up until the last week when I had to travel for work.  In April I am thinking I will stop watching TV, mainly to see if I do something fun with the time that is made available. (Let it be known that Easter vacation is an exception.)

But seeing as I work in media, and since I'm dropping TV for the month, I thought maybe it would be an opportune time to test out a new one. I confess, I don't understand Twitter yet, so no time like the present, bitches.  Also, if you have any tips, let me know.