11 April, 2011

Girl Money

Spring is here and glam rock is in the air. I usually don't have a second of free time EVER, but this weekend I decided to make a little time for myself. Myself, my partner, and a little glam rock, to be more specific.

When I was in junior high, I used to listen to this glam band from Baltimore called Kix. They had a rock ballad "Don't Close Your Eyes" that gained some recognition, but overall they never really made it big, and I never really understood why. They were the underdogs of the glam rock scene for a long time, and then, as we all know...glam rock died and grunge took over.

The good news? Kix is still together after all these years and they seriously, seriously rock. They put on an amazing show on Saturday. Grab your mini skirt and your aqua net and have some fun...

30 March, 2011

Happy Birthday, Maxine!



Wishing my little puggle a very happy 4th birthday today. This dog has been through it all with me, from the East Village to Williamsburg to the beach house to our new home in the woods. I like to think of Max as being my all-natural anti-depression, anti-anxiety drug. She rules. Happy Birthday, pooch!

26 March, 2011

Rich Bitch

Somewhere between fantasy and nightmare...

22 March, 2011

Portlandia

Thanks to Rania for sending me this clip in an email today. It makes me happy to see that Carrie Brownstein is up to something again, and (of course) this shit makes me laugh, hard.




Everything in this video could also be applied to Antioch, the beautiful, wonderful, mysterious college where Rania and I met. It's so funny because it's so true...

20 March, 2011

What's on the stereo today?

Yesterday I drove to Boston by myself. To kill the boredom, I dug out some old CDs to listen to on the drive. One in particular stood out to me: The Poppy Family. Back in the day, I used to work for MTV Networks, and one of the sound engineers that I frequently worked with made a CD of some Poppy Family songs for me. He said he imagined that this was the kind of music I listened to. I had no idea how he knew. Do I look like I listen to creepy '70's music? Maybe so...