I was taking the bus two days ago while here visiting San Francisco and was doing one of my favorite things to do while riding a bus: eavesdropping. Two ladies in their late twenties were telling their boyfriends about recent babyshowers they had gone to. The men didn't know what went on at the showers, so the ladies were describing various games they played to indulge the mommies to be. One game that was described went like this:
The host melts candy bars in diapers. Each guest receives a diaper with a different melted candy bar in it. The guests "get" to lick the diaper to try to figure out what candy bar was previously there in solid form. "It's so fun!"
(Questions I wanted to ask, but was afraid opening my mouth would release the vom: What was the method for melting? Putting a diaper in a microwave sounds like all sorts of bad to me. Did anyone object? Did anyone vom? Is that really a challenge? If you know your candy bars, rice crackels and peanuts are gonna look about the same melted and on a diaper.)
WOOF. YUCK. OH EM GEE. Good thing I don't eat candy bars very often. I remain disgusted by this.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Moving
I don't know where I want to live when I leave Saratoga in September. I keep telling myself, and other people, this is a good thing because then I can apply to jobs everywhere and won't get my heart set on one place. But, I obviously am jonesin to go to some cities more than others.
Here's what I am considering:
Chicago
I think that Chicago is my number one. I have wanted to live here since I was about 16. It's a second tier city for my desired career path. (There is only one first tier city and that is NY, so I don't think second tier is that bad. These tiers aren't coming from some official source... besides the official source that is my head). I have some friends there. Some considering heading there around the same time I am. There are roomie ads galore on craigslist. I have one job lead. The woofs: winter.
New York
Woof. I don't want to go to New York. There I said it. I love New York. I love a lot of people there. I have some friends moving there soon, too, and some roommate talks have been had. I don't want to live there though. And when I say New York, I don't want to live in Brooklyn either. I have an informational interview at a large publishing house there soon and am very excited about this opportunity. If I were to get a job at this place, I would definitely move to NY, but informational interviews aren't interviews for actual jobs that are open, so I really don't know if this will lead to anything.
DC
I haven't been to DC since I was 17 and my dad, stepgrandfather, and I took my stepgrandparents Japanese "exchange" student there (they didn't actually have a kid to exchange with Japan; world trade these days is really f'd up, and Americans are greedy bastards). I guess the woof is that I don't really think I liked DC too much, but I also don't think I explored much beyond monuments and a California Pizza Kitchen (we let our guest choose the restaurant). The draw for DC is that I have two close friends there and it seems like a place I should go given my interest in politics and happy hour. (Yes, happy hour. I have been told people go out for happy hour and don't go out much at night in DC. I, however, like going out at night, too, so this could be problematic.) There are also more men than women in DC. I hear, anyway. After all girls high school, Skidmore, and Saratoga Springs, this is desirable. We'll C about DC. I think I should maybe give it a visit.
PACNW
When I first gave notice at my job, I wanted to leave right away and drive West. I think this was due to the fact that I was sick of winter in upstate NY and had been listening to the Jeff Lewis song Seattle that day and was inspired to get into my car and drive out to Seattle because he told me the record stores have good prices. I also considered Portland because I would have had a place to live there for as long as I needed. (I have a really cool stepaunt. I could have been her exchange student, minus the student, because my stepfamily seems to like that kind of thing.) I think at this point I have ruled out that region because I actually think I like snow better than tons of rain and because I have heard that the job market sucks.
Philly
I recently added Philly to my list mainly because a lot of great people are moving there and there seem to be some jobs in my field. I even made one contact there at a publishing networking event last week. I don't really have anything negative to say about Philly because I have never been there. One of my best friends is from there and I like her a lot. I also like Will Smith. And history. I have never had a Philly Cheesesteak, so maybe I should try one first and then decide. The woof: Ally says Philly has the ugliest people.
Oh decisions, decisions, decisions. I am deciding to move to bed.
Here's what I am considering:
Chicago
I think that Chicago is my number one. I have wanted to live here since I was about 16. It's a second tier city for my desired career path. (There is only one first tier city and that is NY, so I don't think second tier is that bad. These tiers aren't coming from some official source... besides the official source that is my head). I have some friends there. Some considering heading there around the same time I am. There are roomie ads galore on craigslist. I have one job lead. The woofs: winter.
New York
Woof. I don't want to go to New York. There I said it. I love New York. I love a lot of people there. I have some friends moving there soon, too, and some roommate talks have been had. I don't want to live there though. And when I say New York, I don't want to live in Brooklyn either. I have an informational interview at a large publishing house there soon and am very excited about this opportunity. If I were to get a job at this place, I would definitely move to NY, but informational interviews aren't interviews for actual jobs that are open, so I really don't know if this will lead to anything.
DC
I haven't been to DC since I was 17 and my dad, stepgrandfather, and I took my stepgrandparents Japanese "exchange" student there (they didn't actually have a kid to exchange with Japan; world trade these days is really f'd up, and Americans are greedy bastards). I guess the woof is that I don't really think I liked DC too much, but I also don't think I explored much beyond monuments and a California Pizza Kitchen (we let our guest choose the restaurant). The draw for DC is that I have two close friends there and it seems like a place I should go given my interest in politics and happy hour. (Yes, happy hour. I have been told people go out for happy hour and don't go out much at night in DC. I, however, like going out at night, too, so this could be problematic.) There are also more men than women in DC. I hear, anyway. After all girls high school, Skidmore, and Saratoga Springs, this is desirable. We'll C about DC. I think I should maybe give it a visit.
PACNW
When I first gave notice at my job, I wanted to leave right away and drive West. I think this was due to the fact that I was sick of winter in upstate NY and had been listening to the Jeff Lewis song Seattle that day and was inspired to get into my car and drive out to Seattle because he told me the record stores have good prices. I also considered Portland because I would have had a place to live there for as long as I needed. (I have a really cool stepaunt. I could have been her exchange student, minus the student, because my stepfamily seems to like that kind of thing.) I think at this point I have ruled out that region because I actually think I like snow better than tons of rain and because I have heard that the job market sucks.
Philly
I recently added Philly to my list mainly because a lot of great people are moving there and there seem to be some jobs in my field. I even made one contact there at a publishing networking event last week. I don't really have anything negative to say about Philly because I have never been there. One of my best friends is from there and I like her a lot. I also like Will Smith. And history. I have never had a Philly Cheesesteak, so maybe I should try one first and then decide. The woof: Ally says Philly has the ugliest people.
Oh decisions, decisions, decisions. I am deciding to move to bed.
New Blog!
I didn't do the best job of advertising my last blog mainly because I didn't do the best job of writing in it, besides summer 2005 when my friend Alissa and I blogged a ton. We weren't yet of drinking age.
I called this blog "Woof" because I say that a lot. Not just about ugly people, but about things that make me scrunch my face and then say "woof." I do it a lot. And probably look kind of ugly myself when I do it.
My url is Lil Ged because if you know me, it's a pretty clear derivation of my name. And it's what I will ever call myself if I ever become a rapper. And so no one confuses me with Lil Kim on that day, I'll declare it now, I will never wear pasties. Now, I want a croissant.
Woofs of the Day:
I had to go to work for awhile because I said I would get a bunch of things done before I leave for San Francisco on Wednesday.
I got two bug bites. According to my friend Bob, it's because I was wearing half pants and a half shirt. AKA I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. I wore shorts today because that's what really white people do the second the weather gets warm.
I have some dishes to do and no desire to do them. I will never live in a place without a dishwasher ever ever again.
I meant to be more productive with the job search this weekend, but then I got distracted by the sun.
Non Woofs of the Day:
There were so many dogs out! I know dogs say woof, but they are totally non-woof. They are my favorite. Christmas and smiling, too.
I ran into Bob and his darling angel baby Gwen. I taught Gwen how to put her sunglasses in her hair so she looks like a yuppy.
I also ran into my friend Ally and had a nice little stroll. We did that yesterday, too. I also ran into my friends Shawn and Nick and had a nice chat outside of Uncommon. Small town + warm weather = lots of run ins.
I rode my bike to the grocery store and brought my eco-chic reusable bag in my messenger bag. I'm so green. So green and so white in my half pants on my bike.
I have new freckles. Sun damage is woof, but the first freckles of the season are awesome.
I called this blog "Woof" because I say that a lot. Not just about ugly people, but about things that make me scrunch my face and then say "woof." I do it a lot. And probably look kind of ugly myself when I do it.
My url is Lil Ged because if you know me, it's a pretty clear derivation of my name. And it's what I will ever call myself if I ever become a rapper. And so no one confuses me with Lil Kim on that day, I'll declare it now, I will never wear pasties. Now, I want a croissant.
Woofs of the Day:
I had to go to work for awhile because I said I would get a bunch of things done before I leave for San Francisco on Wednesday.
I got two bug bites. According to my friend Bob, it's because I was wearing half pants and a half shirt. AKA I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. I wore shorts today because that's what really white people do the second the weather gets warm.
I have some dishes to do and no desire to do them. I will never live in a place without a dishwasher ever ever again.
I meant to be more productive with the job search this weekend, but then I got distracted by the sun.
Non Woofs of the Day:
There were so many dogs out! I know dogs say woof, but they are totally non-woof. They are my favorite. Christmas and smiling, too.
I ran into Bob and his darling angel baby Gwen. I taught Gwen how to put her sunglasses in her hair so she looks like a yuppy.
I also ran into my friend Ally and had a nice little stroll. We did that yesterday, too. I also ran into my friends Shawn and Nick and had a nice chat outside of Uncommon. Small town + warm weather = lots of run ins.
I rode my bike to the grocery store and brought my eco-chic reusable bag in my messenger bag. I'm so green. So green and so white in my half pants on my bike.
I have new freckles. Sun damage is woof, but the first freckles of the season are awesome.
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