“Somewhere down in the Flatiron, out in Brooklyn, over in Queens or up in Harlem, cabals of bright young things are watching all the disruption with more than an academic interest. Their tiny netbooks and iPhones, which serve as portals to the cloud, contain more informational firepower than entire newsrooms possessed just two decades ago. And they are ginning content from their audiences in the form of social media or finding ways of making ambient information more useful. They are jaded in the way youth requires, but have the confidence that is a gift of their age as well. For them, New York is not an island sinking, but one that is rising on a fresh, ferocious wave.”—The Media Equation - For Media, a Sunset Is Followed Quickly by a Sunrise - NYTimes.com (via evangotlib)
I’ve always wondered what it’s like to have cranberry sauce and honey-baked ham at Thanksgiving dinner. And I don’t think my mother would know what a casserole was if it hit her in the face.
My holiday dinners usually look a little more like this: seafood chow mein, sushi rice, mei fun (rice vermicelli), ba wan, salmon, tea eggs, cold spiced beef, ai yu lychee drink, mysterious stews, Chinese veggies, jiu cai bing, etc. We even had egg custard tarts and fried sticky rice cake for dessert. Don’t get me wrong, it was delicious — but SO FOBBY.
I, of course, in the most helpfully festive manner possible, brought the chips and guac. (In my defense, the store was out of the canned blueberries I use to make my famous blueberry pie. Famous not because it’s amazing — even though it is — but because it’s the one and only thing I am capable of making and making consistently well, and thus I have been bringing it to family parties since the 90s.)
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If you go to this web site,www.LetsSayThanks.com you can pick out a thank you card and Xerox will print it and it will be sent to a soldier that is currently serving in Iraq. You can’t pick out who gets it, but it will go to a member of the armed services.
It is FREE and it only takes a second.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if the soldiers received a bunch of these? Whether you are for or against the war, our soldiers over there need to know we are behind them.
This takes just 10 seconds and it’s a wonderful way to say thank you. Please take the time and please take the time to pass it on for others to do. We can never say enough thank you’s.
Thanks for taking to time to support our military!
Totally Unnecessary Update on my Loose Teeth Situation
Not that anyone cares, but for posterity’s sake I shall document my experience regardless.
I spent the whole day bouncing between health care providers today in hopes of rectifying the Incisor Disaster of ‘09. My orthodontist sighed loudly and exasperatedly throughout the entire ordeal and simply could not comprehend how I managed to smash my face in to the point of severe dental trauma. (I neglected to mention the “Vegas” part.)
On the bright side, I argued my way out of braces: I don’t care to repeat my awkward prepubescent braceface stage, nor does my health insurance allow for such indulgences. On the downside, my teeth will never return to their fully straight position — but the mispositioning is pretty subtle. Also, there’s still a possibility of the nerves dying in the next several months, in which case I’d have to get teeth extracted. While there is a certain level of badassery attached to having fake teeth, that’s one line of badassery I’m OK with never crossing.
Instead, I got a wire-splint-thingie glued to the back of my top teeth that is supposed to align them to some degree. Because I was an unexpected patient, my ortho ended up having to stay an extra two hours the day before she leaves for vacation. I have serious fears that she took out the frustration in my mouth (and therefore future appearance).
Big sighs, people. Only I would get a concussion on my 21st birthday that also requires orthodontal work, right? Pray for the symmetry of my face tonight? Thanks.
“You know, some people say life is short and that you could get hit by a bus at any moment and that you have to live each day like it’s your last. Bullshit. Life is long. You’re probably not gonna get hit by a bus. And you’re gonna have to live with the choices you make for the next fifty years.”—Chris Rock
In Which I Subconsciously Do Debaucherous Things to Entertain the Internet
As expected — Vegas was a literal shitshow.
Things we lost this weekend in Sin City:
A brand-new tire, which crapped out 45 minutes from Vegas.
A bottle of vodka, which we dropped near the Grand Canal in the Venetian. SO CLASSY.
A $100 bill. And not even on a stripper or at the slots!
Chang’s license and credit card, the latter of which was stolen and swiped for over $500.
The stability of my two front teeth — they are hanging on by perilous threads. Kidding. They’re not that bad, but let’s just say I emerged from my 21st birthday with a less than symmetrical face.
ALL OUR DIGNITY. ALLLL OF IT.
The second day ended much more anticlimactically than the first — after seriously spending some quality time with our hotel suite, we ended up at Tao, partied a little at a friend’s hotel room, and finally conceded to a night of totally gratuitous pasta and wine at Grand Lux Cafe.
Because we were stuck in Vegas for an extra day, we tried to make the most of it — after cocktails at Caramel we went clubbing on a Sunday night (I would) at the Bank at the Bellagio. Between nailing Lil Wayne’s “Down” verse and getting rained on in dollar bills I’m pretty sure I emerged a rap star that night.
Having bore witness to the nightlife in about 10 major cities including NYC, Ayia Napa, Tel Aviv, San Diego, Paris, Las Vegas… I can safely say I haven’t seen very many people who get down like my best friends do. They also win for being good sports throughout the entire weekend of catastrophe. And I resent them only a tiny bit for laughing hysterically as I sobbed on the floor of the hotel lobby with blood gushing from my face.
Finally: Check out the hashtag #twuvegas for some good live-tweet roffles.
Could it be? I found a place more magical than Ayia Napa, Cyprus.
So night #1 in Vegas was a huge success/failure, depending on how you look at it. Long story short: I need to see a dentist, stat. My first thought after getting two teeth knocked out of position? At least this is hilarious blogging material. Second thought: But how will I eat at the buffets?
I definitely need new priorities in life.
Anyway, my upper lip is now the size of a continent. And having experienced the glory of being transported straight to the door of our Venetian suite, from this point forward I would like to be wheeled home in a wheelchair EVERY time I leave the club.
Finally the Blatant Hinting About My Birthday Wishlist Paid Off
Oh my gaw. It’s true what they say. The Snuggie is the singlehandedly most genius invention evar. From this point forward I no longer require supplementary outerwear. Moreover, I can now blog in my Snuggie before rolling straight into bed, no extra blanket-adjusting needed. GLORIOUS.