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Monday, 30 July 2007

The Boy contacted me Saturday morning to advise that he got us last minute tickets to the White Stripes concert at my alma mater that night.  He's much more of a White Stripes fan than I am, seeing as how my iPod is full of pop crap, 70s classic rock and what he refers to as "music that one commits suicide to"  which may or may not have anything to do with the fact that one of my favorite songs of all time is Gilbert O'Sullivan's "Alone Again" where the speaker literally talks about throwing himself off a tower within the first 5 lines. 

The concert was fantastic, they are amazing performers, great set, great stage, all well concocted by Jack White's apparent attention to detail blah blah blah.  Let's just get it out in the open right now: Meg White is soooo coool.  The drum playing, the attitude, the fact that Jack White took his surname from Meg when they married, instead of vice versa.  You know, I bet Meg White loves Gilbert O'Sullivan's "Alone Again."  We're already like soul mates.

That being said, I would like to get in contact Severus Snape, who sat next to me during the first half of the set and spent most of that time convulsing to the music.  Great, you're into the music, love the White Stripes, I'm glad you got to see them.  But next time you are going to a concert, PLEASE contact me first so that I can buy you floor seats, where the People Who Convulse At Concerts belong.  I'm doing this for the good of the public. 

Also, when Meg White was performing one of her few songs, and it's a slow song, mind you, a woman five rows below us was flailing all over the place and I had to lean over and ask Adam "What song is she dancing to?"

Really, there should be a small survey at the point of ticket purchase:

During the performance, do you plan to
[  ] stand and sway, thus blocking people behind you
[  ] shake your head/body violently
[  ] sing/yell along to the music
[  ] talk to your friends loudly
[  ] drink yourself into a pukey oblivion

If you checked yes to any or all of these, you must purchase tickets for section 125, reserved specifically for annoying concert goers.  Thank you. 
by: DJGroovySlug at July 30, 2007 10:17 | link | comments

Sunday, 29 July 2007

I got The Goonies from Netflix because it's one of those movies everyone talks about that I've never seen, along with everything else I missed out on, including all of Indiana Jones,  Nancy Drew, 90210 and slap bracelets.  My parents thought they were dangerous.

While I can see the appeal for someone of a younger generation, growing up in a different place and time, I'm glad that my sheltered life allowed me to avoid this movie.  The annoying kids? The big bad IRS kicking out the family for not paying any taxes? The Asian kid's accent?  Ugh, it's all painful.  I can see why the two Corey's never got anywhere. 

God I'm so jaded.  And old.  Well, I gotta go, I want to track my IRA contributions for the year.  And then take some prune juice.  Way to suck the fun out of everything, grandma.

Edit: Okay, having actually finished it, I now file it under "mildly cute."  2 stars on Netflix.
by: DJGroovySlug at July 29, 2007 18:32 | link | comments (2)

Saturday, 28 July 2007

Haaree Pohtah

FINISHED.  If you'd like to hash out the book, drop me a line since I appear to be the first one I know who's finished.  I feel like I can't say anything about it! GAH.  IT'S KILLING ME. READ, OLD WOMAN, READ LIKE THE WIND.
by: DJGroovySlug at July 28, 2007 15:11 | link | comments (1)

Friday, 27 July 2007

Hysterical

Japan's Hello Kitty Cat Humiliation System:
This the commodity is not daily arrival and the collar. It will stop the use and unreasonable wearing of long haul.

"Foppery" to be delightful is potato excessively for the cat.... So, when the [ya] it is you dress in the cat of the foppish class upper-class person, attracting the attention of the camera young priest in oneself you are not wrong the shank! 
My thoughts exactly.
by: DJGroovySlug at July 27, 2007 16:13 | link | comments

Thursday, 26 July 2007

I was riding the bus back to my apartment with The Boy, I busy with Harry Potter and he with solitaire, but I was so distracted by the conversation going on behind me between a male and female.  How they came to be introduced I didn't catch but it was clear that this was their first conversation together and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it.  They bandied back and forth about where who went to school, what they studied, where they work now, etc.  Boring yet hard to ignore (probably because they were talking so darn loudly.) Now, I'm obviously sort of summarizing here but then this followed:

Male: So what do you like to do in D.C.? What are some cool areas to hang out in?
Female: I like U Street.  I hang out there pretty often.
Male:  Well since I've moved up here I've been to Georgetown a lot.    Also we've done Adams Morgan a bunch of times.
Female: Yeah?
Male: Yeah, it's pretty cool.  So I haven't spent much time up in U Street.  What do you do up there? Lots of clubs?
Female: Um, no not really.  I like this one place - Utopia.  It's sort of a jazz club.  Really chill....I...I don't really like Georgetown.
Male.  Yeah? That's cool...
Female: Yeah...

END OF CONVERSATION.  I'm not joking.  Everything they needed to know about the other person has been said in the lines shared here.  And THAT my friends, is today's example of Urban Socio-geographic Identity.  Welcome to the D.C. Burroughs.
by: DJGroovySlug at July 26, 2007 14:48 | link | comments (2)

Wednesday, 25 July 2007

"Of course the people don't want war. But after all, it's the leaders of the country who determine the policy, and it's always a simple matter to drag the people along whether it's a democracy, a fascist dictatorship, or a parliament, or a communist dictatorship. Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked, and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism, and exposing the country to greater danger."

-- Herman Goering at the Nuremberg trials
by: DJGroovySlug at July 25, 2007 10:47 | link | comments

Tuesday, 24 July 2007

Soooo it's 6:30am and I'm awake.  I fell asleep really early last night because I had stayed up so late reading Haaree Pohtah (at this point, I can't say it without a British accent) on Sunday and now I'm awake.  After all of high school and college where I needed at least 10 hours to function (naps included), now I seem just fine on about seven or so, and waking up at 9am on the weekends can be disconcerting but I love that I can now go to the mall right at ten when no one is there to sponge off of your clothing rack.  Ways in Which Arlene is Anal #12983: If someone comes to look on the same clothing rack as me, I have to walk away.  GO AWAY, FIND OUR OWN RACK.

Actually I woke up early with the best of intentions: running.  I can't believe how when it comes to running, or, you know, life, just getting out the door is half the battle.  My way of dealing with it will be to go to yoga during lunch instead.  God, I really hope I make it.  Haaree Pohtah is calling, and yesterday was a lovely lunch day, I sat in Dupont Circle in the perfect weather and read a couple of chapters.

Tonight my mother is making me chicken parmesan.  This is very exciting since my mother no longer cooks, especially nothing as complicated as her chicken parmesan dish.  Of course there's always a reason and the reason is that The Boy is coming over and there's nothing so startling to myself and especially my father when you realize that Mom won't cook for either of you anymore, it has to be a suitor, or a boss, or the mailman.  It almost feels like cheating, while she ushers out of the house to eat dinners at restaurants and saves her special meals for these random people.  Don't even get me started on the cookies...

Well my mind is starting to slow down so I better get some breakfast.  And maybe go in to work early? Nah
by: DJGroovySlug at July 24, 2007 07:04 | link | comments (3)

Monday, 23 July 2007

I keep WTOP on as background noise at work (since I obviously don't get enough news from blogs, and weather and traffic are so important as I sit in my library all day at work) and they did a segment on "What People Thought About the New Harry Potter" and most responses were all "satisfying ending" and "so good" etc.  but one dude said "I like how [the author] keeps having x, y, and z happen" and it was (seems) like a major plot point!

WTF WTOP.  YOU SUCK ASS.  SERIOUSLY.  I AM ONLY ON CHAPTER ONE, ASSSHATS.  THIS IS WHAT I'M TRYING TO AVOID AND I DON'T WANT TO GO THROUGH MEDIA ABSTINENCE AND STILL MAINTAIN  AT LEAST SOME ELEMENT OF SURPRISE.  GIVE US  A WEEK AT LEAST.

Clearly I'm angry about this, so angry that I actually called the WTOP "Talkback Line" and became that person and went on a tirade about did that comment need to be there.  And the guy was all "Hooookay....weirdo."  I'm not lying, I'm pretty sure I heard him whisper that under his breath. 

Also, since I was only half listening, I could be wrong about this entire thing.  Sooooo, there's that too.

I am a lovely human being.  Here is a picture of my hamster with her pouches stuffed with seeds, trying to squeeze out of her coconut. 

by: DJGroovySlug at July 23, 2007 11:58 | link | comments (2)

Sunday, 22 July 2007

The third week of July shall henceforth be known as "Arlene Eats Ridiculously Well Week."  In order:

- Steak au poivre at The Palm
- Fresh raw oysters from Raspberry Point at Johnny's Half Shell
- Lobster roll at Hank's Oyster Bar
- Shrimp and grits and pecan pie at Vidalia
- White pizza, stuffed peppers and beer pairings at Rustico
- Italian sub with everything from Potbelly's (thrown in for good measure)
- Breakfast omelet and iced coffee at Mayorga Coffee.

I highly recommend all, particularly the lobster roll  Well, I'm off to make some falafel.  I've had enough shellfish for, oh, all of 2007. 
by: DJGroovySlug at July 22, 2007 19:46 | link | comments (2)

Friday, 20 July 2007

Note to a Family in My Neighborhood

Maybe I'm too conservative for my own good, but I'm pretty sure the only really acceptable place for your children to be cavorting nekkid amongst water sprayed from the hose is if you live on a commune.  Making the argument that your children are "going back to nature" while living in your $1.2 million dollar home in Arlington, as your children tuck in and out amongst your two SUVs, does not fly.  Not only are your children clearly not babies in the Nekkid Phase, but I would estimate your oldest daughter to be around 6 years.  If you're anything like me, who walks the line between potential crazy mother and nosy snitch, you may have noticed that we have upwards of 5 registered sex offenders in a ten block radius, so having your children express their body to God and everyone else doesn't seem like the greatest idea.  Also, that was just weird to see.   Please invest in some bathing attire for your children.  I believe Target has a lovely selection for reasonable prices.  Maybe the community can hold a raffle.
by: DJGroovySlug at July 20, 2007 11:50 | link | comments