I've decided to pause my Pandora obsession for at least a little while. Instead, I'm going to stream the Current, mostly because I've now been listening to the same 10 or so albums for the last 3 years and am in desperate need of something new. That and Pandora is seemingly obsessed with the idea that I love jam bands and Jack Johnson, two things I quasi-enjoy but certainly not at the level Pandora expects. Reminds me of the kids I went to high school with, who referred to Dave Matthews Band as simply "Dave" and talked pretentiously about music with "soul." Barf.
In other news, I'm researching for two professors which is actually pretty fun. It's also an excercize in concentration and time management, which are two areas that could use a little refining. I just realized that it's less than a month until school starts, which is embarassingly exciting. I remember a couple years ago when Snoobs would talk about how much she wanted to go get her textbooks as soon as she could, and I'm in that exact spot. I don't know what I'll do with them once they arrive, but I'll be ordering them soon so that they can rest peacefully in the garbage dump we like to call "the office."
Also, I'm sure you all know this, but cable and internet is effing RIDICULOUSLY expensive. I'm trying desperately to save money, so cable was the first to go, and it has been all good, but the lack of internet is something that I cannot deal with. When I looked up Comcast's "deals," I was met with 6 month "promotional" pricing, followed by at least double the price after that. What really pisses me off is that my stupid apartment building wont allow satellite dishes (because it apparently ruins the aesthetic, a hilarious notion for anyone that knows the place) so its either Comcast or nothing. Fascists.
Okay, I'm going to go research unfair trade practice now. Gooooood times.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Blackjack, Biscuits, and Betting
I promised Wanda probably a week ago that I'd write a new blog, but then promptly forgot in the whirlwind of coffee aroma and online scrabble. Shoot.
Last weekend we went to Turtle Lake for Polkey's birthday. We decided on that casino for the sole reason that they serve alcohol, but I think our reasoning was misguided and I doubt that I'll patronize that place again. Not because we were treated poorly or anything, actually the people were really nice. This one guy we were playing blackjack with actually made a sort of affirming, "I know you're all lesbians and I'm okay with it" joke, so that ruled. Especially considering his Cabela's hat and marlboro reds. Not usually the kind of guys that take a liking to me...
Anyways, the only reason that Turtle Lake is a ridiculous place to travel is that its less than half the size of Mystic Lake and is farther away. Granted, it has craps and roulette while Mystic does not, but I'm sort of a die hard blackjack gal anyways so it makes little difference. I did, however, call the bet on the first roulette number that we saw, so I made a 35-1 return on my first action at the casino. So, you know, that ruled.
So you all know that I get obsessed with playing things correctly, so all week before we were going to go I read blackjack strategy books trying to get the exact balance between smart betting and playing the odds. I even handmade a chart which I synthesized from about 10 charts that are available, making the one TRUE strategy chart that I will stick with from now on. It seemed to work pretty well once we got there, as all of us were up at least double at some point. Sadly, we did not follow the one rule that EVERY strategy book pretty much plasters on its cover: leave when you're ahead. I still made a little money in the end, but jeez could I have made out like a bandit if I was just a bit more frugal.
In that same obsessive vein, I've become obsessed with the idea of playing golf. Most of you know that I enjoy really anything that makes a person pretentious or high brow, so I feel like golf and I would be great friends. This obsession is compounded by the fact that I don't have golf clubs, so I don't have to actually do anything except dream about how great a golfer I would be if only I got to practice.
I'm so weird.
I did have biscuits and gravy at the Louisiana Cafe before we left for the casino, and while they were good, they're certainly nothing to write home about (especially to my home, where the biscuits and gravy made by my mom and grandma would win any contest in which they were entered, hands down). Still, worth ordering again if you're ever in the mood for 28 grams of fat in one sitting.
Okay, I'm going to research some stuff now.
Last weekend we went to Turtle Lake for Polkey's birthday. We decided on that casino for the sole reason that they serve alcohol, but I think our reasoning was misguided and I doubt that I'll patronize that place again. Not because we were treated poorly or anything, actually the people were really nice. This one guy we were playing blackjack with actually made a sort of affirming, "I know you're all lesbians and I'm okay with it" joke, so that ruled. Especially considering his Cabela's hat and marlboro reds. Not usually the kind of guys that take a liking to me...
Anyways, the only reason that Turtle Lake is a ridiculous place to travel is that its less than half the size of Mystic Lake and is farther away. Granted, it has craps and roulette while Mystic does not, but I'm sort of a die hard blackjack gal anyways so it makes little difference. I did, however, call the bet on the first roulette number that we saw, so I made a 35-1 return on my first action at the casino. So, you know, that ruled.
So you all know that I get obsessed with playing things correctly, so all week before we were going to go I read blackjack strategy books trying to get the exact balance between smart betting and playing the odds. I even handmade a chart which I synthesized from about 10 charts that are available, making the one TRUE strategy chart that I will stick with from now on. It seemed to work pretty well once we got there, as all of us were up at least double at some point. Sadly, we did not follow the one rule that EVERY strategy book pretty much plasters on its cover: leave when you're ahead. I still made a little money in the end, but jeez could I have made out like a bandit if I was just a bit more frugal.
In that same obsessive vein, I've become obsessed with the idea of playing golf. Most of you know that I enjoy really anything that makes a person pretentious or high brow, so I feel like golf and I would be great friends. This obsession is compounded by the fact that I don't have golf clubs, so I don't have to actually do anything except dream about how great a golfer I would be if only I got to practice.
I'm so weird.
I did have biscuits and gravy at the Louisiana Cafe before we left for the casino, and while they were good, they're certainly nothing to write home about (especially to my home, where the biscuits and gravy made by my mom and grandma would win any contest in which they were entered, hands down). Still, worth ordering again if you're ever in the mood for 28 grams of fat in one sitting.
Okay, I'm going to research some stuff now.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Sex and the City
Okay, so thinking up correlative song lyrics every time I want to write a blog is perhaps one of the major things that prevents me from writing more often (pathetic, yes, but true) so I've decided to switch to more descriptive titles. If you didn't notice that they were song lyrics before, then you wont be missing much.
So, as the title indicates, I went to Sex and the City (SATC) this weekend with Kari, her sister Sarah, law school compatriot Tracy and her BFF Rachel. A great group, I must say.
The movie was perfection. I know that they New York Times wrote this article, and although I usually agree with most things the NYT has to say, this time they're WAY off the mark. Anyone that loved the movie will certainly love the film, and the comedic timing is just as good in the film as the show. There's a chance that we'll actually go back and see it again in the theater before all's said and done, and we'll definitely be buying it when it comes to DVD, so, you know, keep that in mind.
I still have so much to do, but little drive to actually do anything. Kari and I went to look at open houses today. One of my favorite hobbies, especially because I usually get to get ice cream or some other delicious treat while we're out. Awesome.
I think I may add sesame chicken to my food review list, but we'll see. Also, the Uptown Diner (not to be confused with the Uptown Bar and Grill) has proclaimed on its sign that they have the best biscuits and gravy in the city, so I'll definitely be going there ASAP.
Other than that, I must get something done today because I've been wildly unproductive thus far. Hopefully I'll be getting a job SOMETIME but for now I'll just sit at the greatest coffee shop ever and try to complete this task.
So, as the title indicates, I went to Sex and the City (SATC) this weekend with Kari, her sister Sarah, law school compatriot Tracy and her BFF Rachel. A great group, I must say.
The movie was perfection. I know that they New York Times wrote this article, and although I usually agree with most things the NYT has to say, this time they're WAY off the mark. Anyone that loved the movie will certainly love the film, and the comedic timing is just as good in the film as the show. There's a chance that we'll actually go back and see it again in the theater before all's said and done, and we'll definitely be buying it when it comes to DVD, so, you know, keep that in mind.
I still have so much to do, but little drive to actually do anything. Kari and I went to look at open houses today. One of my favorite hobbies, especially because I usually get to get ice cream or some other delicious treat while we're out. Awesome.
I think I may add sesame chicken to my food review list, but we'll see. Also, the Uptown Diner (not to be confused with the Uptown Bar and Grill) has proclaimed on its sign that they have the best biscuits and gravy in the city, so I'll definitely be going there ASAP.
Other than that, I must get something done today because I've been wildly unproductive thus far. Hopefully I'll be getting a job SOMETIME but for now I'll just sit at the greatest coffee shop ever and try to complete this task.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
True for you and truth will lead you
Okay, so some people I really love are either already in a foreign land or will be arriving shortly. Thus, I have decided to perhaps make my blog into more of a land where domestic goings-on can be displayed so that the CorpsKids can keep up.
In that vein, I wanted to discuss Lindsay Lohan. Rumor has it that she's been carpet-diving with Samantha Ronson. While this is not new, I heard on the radio this morning that there is marriage talk now that California has decided to live up to its LiberalerThanThou reputation. My guess is that the paparazzi has just got nuts with the actual pictures of the two making out and have jumped to the wedding talk because its sexy.
Speaking of the pictures, all the paparazzi folk have been touting this one as the best evidence of Linds' lesbot tendencies:
However, don't you think this one is a better indication that Linds and Sammy are in true love?:
I know that the whole "true love" vibe is not necessarily what the press is going for but don't they look downright precious in this one? I also know that there are some Sam-haters out there, but it seems (from my intricate and personal knowledge) that Linds is happy with her dirty DJ and there's no reason to hate on what seems like a sort of normal relationship.
However, obviously, attractive women must be involved in torrid affairs instead of it being actually legitimate, so pictures serve a much better purpose when they show her doing something naughty. Still, I'd say those two getting married would be one of the most exciting pop culture happenings in a long while. Not to mention, it would totally fulfill the lesbian u-haul stereotype, which is always a good time.
In that vein, I wanted to discuss Lindsay Lohan. Rumor has it that she's been carpet-diving with Samantha Ronson. While this is not new, I heard on the radio this morning that there is marriage talk now that California has decided to live up to its LiberalerThanThou reputation. My guess is that the paparazzi has just got nuts with the actual pictures of the two making out and have jumped to the wedding talk because its sexy.
Speaking of the pictures, all the paparazzi folk have been touting this one as the best evidence of Linds' lesbot tendencies:
However, don't you think this one is a better indication that Linds and Sammy are in true love?:
I know that the whole "true love" vibe is not necessarily what the press is going for but don't they look downright precious in this one? I also know that there are some Sam-haters out there, but it seems (from my intricate and personal knowledge) that Linds is happy with her dirty DJ and there's no reason to hate on what seems like a sort of normal relationship.
However, obviously, attractive women must be involved in torrid affairs instead of it being actually legitimate, so pictures serve a much better purpose when they show her doing something naughty. Still, I'd say those two getting married would be one of the most exciting pop culture happenings in a long while. Not to mention, it would totally fulfill the lesbian u-haul stereotype, which is always a good time.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
I rode my bicycle past your window last night
My middle school dream is coming true.
I don't know if you've heard, but Beverly Hills, 90210 (aka BEST SHOW EVER) is going to have a spinoff in the fall season. Included as a cast member will be Jennie Garth (aka Kelly Taylor; aka reason I'm a lesbian) which makes this the most anticipated show perhaps of my entire life.
They've dropped off the "Beverly Hills" part of the title to call it just 90210 which is totally awesome. I can't even wait. What's better than high school drama that makes fun of rich people while at the same time lauds them? Nothing, that's what.
Okay, maybe $5 footlongs. Those are fucking awesome, too.
Oh man! And Sex and the City comes out on Friday! That rules.
Okay, I'll stop with the stream of consciousness.
I don't know if you've heard, but Beverly Hills, 90210 (aka BEST SHOW EVER) is going to have a spinoff in the fall season. Included as a cast member will be Jennie Garth (aka Kelly Taylor; aka reason I'm a lesbian) which makes this the most anticipated show perhaps of my entire life.
They've dropped off the "Beverly Hills" part of the title to call it just 90210 which is totally awesome. I can't even wait. What's better than high school drama that makes fun of rich people while at the same time lauds them? Nothing, that's what.
Okay, maybe $5 footlongs. Those are fucking awesome, too.
Oh man! And Sex and the City comes out on Friday! That rules.
Okay, I'll stop with the stream of consciousness.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Inaugural B&G Review: Keys Cafe, Downtown St. Paul
At the request of my millions of fans (read: Wanda), I have decided to introduce a feature to the blog that explores the wonders of one particular food group ("group" being used extremely liberally) that I believe I have enough knowledge to be touted as an expert on:
Biscuits and Gravy.
Growing up, one of the best parts about going to my grandma's house was her uncanny ability to create the best sausage biscuits and gravy that have ever been eaten on this planet. Since childhood, I'd say biscuits and gravy have always been at least on the Top 5 Delicious Eats list.
I pretty much ALWAYS order them at restaurants, and with breakfast being my favorite restaurant meal, I'd say I eat biscuits and gravy quite a bit more often than the regular human. Not to mention, most of my friends are vegetarians, which distinctly limits your B&G options.
So, this weekend I had 'em at Keys Cafe in Downtown St. Paul. I should note that I usually find Keys to be somewhat overrated. So, while the B&G were okay and totally not disgusting, they certainly weren't something to write home to grandma about. As is often the problem, the gravy was too thick and the biscuit was too dry. Additionally, while there was sausage in the gravy, there were no sausage patties just for eating. Also, I had to order my eggs on the side, so in all the breakfast was probably around 11 dollars and included: 2 biscuits covered in gravy, 2 eggs over easy, and hashbrowns. Adding to that the fact that the biscuits were too dense and dry and the gravy was sort of goupy and too thick, you can see that while Key's may have delicious hashbrowns, the overall experience was lacking.
In the future, I'll have pictures of the delicious-ness/disgusting-osity so you can see what I started with.
Biscuits and Gravy.
Growing up, one of the best parts about going to my grandma's house was her uncanny ability to create the best sausage biscuits and gravy that have ever been eaten on this planet. Since childhood, I'd say biscuits and gravy have always been at least on the Top 5 Delicious Eats list.
I pretty much ALWAYS order them at restaurants, and with breakfast being my favorite restaurant meal, I'd say I eat biscuits and gravy quite a bit more often than the regular human. Not to mention, most of my friends are vegetarians, which distinctly limits your B&G options.
So, this weekend I had 'em at Keys Cafe in Downtown St. Paul. I should note that I usually find Keys to be somewhat overrated. So, while the B&G were okay and totally not disgusting, they certainly weren't something to write home to grandma about. As is often the problem, the gravy was too thick and the biscuit was too dry. Additionally, while there was sausage in the gravy, there were no sausage patties just for eating. Also, I had to order my eggs on the side, so in all the breakfast was probably around 11 dollars and included: 2 biscuits covered in gravy, 2 eggs over easy, and hashbrowns. Adding to that the fact that the biscuits were too dense and dry and the gravy was sort of goupy and too thick, you can see that while Key's may have delicious hashbrowns, the overall experience was lacking.
In the future, I'll have pictures of the delicious-ness/disgusting-osity so you can see what I started with.
Friday, May 23, 2008
I said what you wanted to hear
I woke up at 6:30 this morning and couldn't go back to sleep so I decided to just get up and go to the coffee shop real early like. When I walked in, Ben Folds Five was playing on the radio, a really old song from their first album, and any feelings of regret for leaving my warm bed so early immediately evaporated.
I'm currently listening to Pandora (what's new?) while the Attack of the Cretin Derham Hall kids occurs at the counter. I know its asshole-y of me, but high school students, on the whole, drive me nuts. Okay, that's not true. Rich, pretentious, 17-18 year olds on their cell phones drive me nuts. Like, honestly? Do you think I want to hear about your sexual encounter from last night? Because that's what I'm listening to right now. And it's been going on for the last 35 minutes. At first, I'll admit, it was a little interesting to hear about how third base worked out for you. But at this point, it's just awkward for everyone.
In other news, I wish I was going to Chicago this weekend. Kari and I tried to figure out a way to get to Kato's going away shindig, but my lack of employment made such a trip fairly irresponsible. Dammit, though, because I love Chicago, I love Kato, and I love Kato's family. Stupid jobless summer...
I'm supposed to be reading endless amounts of documents right now for an imaginary homework assignment that I've more or less assigned to myself. Alas, such responsibility is difficult when there's poker to be played and blogs to be written. In a related side note, big ups to Mucha for lending me her computer while mine is at Dad's Fix-it Shop. No computer = crazy Karly. Plus, theoretically, people with jobs contact me through here, so I don't like to be away for too long.
I should probably go check for my grades for the 20th neurotic time today. Super way to pass the time.
I'm currently listening to Pandora (what's new?) while the Attack of the Cretin Derham Hall kids occurs at the counter. I know its asshole-y of me, but high school students, on the whole, drive me nuts. Okay, that's not true. Rich, pretentious, 17-18 year olds on their cell phones drive me nuts. Like, honestly? Do you think I want to hear about your sexual encounter from last night? Because that's what I'm listening to right now. And it's been going on for the last 35 minutes. At first, I'll admit, it was a little interesting to hear about how third base worked out for you. But at this point, it's just awkward for everyone.
In other news, I wish I was going to Chicago this weekend. Kari and I tried to figure out a way to get to Kato's going away shindig, but my lack of employment made such a trip fairly irresponsible. Dammit, though, because I love Chicago, I love Kato, and I love Kato's family. Stupid jobless summer...
I'm supposed to be reading endless amounts of documents right now for an imaginary homework assignment that I've more or less assigned to myself. Alas, such responsibility is difficult when there's poker to be played and blogs to be written. In a related side note, big ups to Mucha for lending me her computer while mine is at Dad's Fix-it Shop. No computer = crazy Karly. Plus, theoretically, people with jobs contact me through here, so I don't like to be away for too long.
I should probably go check for my grades for the 20th neurotic time today. Super way to pass the time.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Precious little life to guide and lead
Life has been a little crazy this week!
Along with finishing finals on Monday, my sister also had her baby!!!! Kiernan Colleen is her name and cuteness is her game. My sister and brother in law's blogs are both linked here, so you should go check them out because I'm sure they'll have pictures up soon! However, I'll have you know that she is totally soft and squishy and awesome.
I think I might have a job interview tomorrow, but we'll see. I can't keep getting my hopes up because I'll go crazy.
In other news, Kari and I have been watching The Tudors, which is totally awesome and everyone should watch it. Granted, I'm a total sucker for 16th century period films, but this one has the added joy of being a Showtime show, which means it has copious amounts of needless sex, which is always a good time.
So, um, yeah. Not much exciting stuff is going on besides that. :)
Along with finishing finals on Monday, my sister also had her baby!!!! Kiernan Colleen is her name and cuteness is her game. My sister and brother in law's blogs are both linked here, so you should go check them out because I'm sure they'll have pictures up soon! However, I'll have you know that she is totally soft and squishy and awesome.
I think I might have a job interview tomorrow, but we'll see. I can't keep getting my hopes up because I'll go crazy.
In other news, Kari and I have been watching The Tudors, which is totally awesome and everyone should watch it. Granted, I'm a total sucker for 16th century period films, but this one has the added joy of being a Showtime show, which means it has copious amounts of needless sex, which is always a good time.
So, um, yeah. Not much exciting stuff is going on besides that. :)
Monday, April 7, 2008
testes testes 1 2
heh. that joke will be funny forever.
but in other news, I'm not sure that my comments are working.
or, perhaps, i'm just talking to myself. TOTALLY possible.
so, you know, if you're reading this, if you could comment that would be awesome. and then, if it didn't work, if you could let me know somehow, that would be equally awesome.
but in other news, I'm not sure that my comments are working.
or, perhaps, i'm just talking to myself. TOTALLY possible.
so, you know, if you're reading this, if you could comment that would be awesome. and then, if it didn't work, if you could let me know somehow, that would be equally awesome.
Friday, March 14, 2008
With open arms I'll guide and I'll lead
I've decided to skip class today. Not for any good reason, really, just because I want to sit at the coffee shop and do stuff that's more fun than sitting in class. Too bad its so gloomy out.
I took Wanda and Mucha to the airport this morning. I have to say that I am not the world's best stickshift driver. Seriously. Its embarassing. One tip: take off the emergency brake. Also, I'm fairly certain that they forgot to give me keys to their house, so I have to figure out a way to spring their cats.
I wish I could work at Kopplin's. I love it in here. Plus, they make their coffee in a really fancy way and you know how much I like it when things are more complicated than they need to be. Not to mention they have this mocha that is just something else. Seriously.
Kari and I got rid of our cable. Its weird so far. Mostly because I always turn on the TV in the morning and watch the news, which I can no longer do. I'm sure I'll be fine, its just kind of an adjustment.
Cover letters suck.
I took Wanda and Mucha to the airport this morning. I have to say that I am not the world's best stickshift driver. Seriously. Its embarassing. One tip: take off the emergency brake. Also, I'm fairly certain that they forgot to give me keys to their house, so I have to figure out a way to spring their cats.
I wish I could work at Kopplin's. I love it in here. Plus, they make their coffee in a really fancy way and you know how much I like it when things are more complicated than they need to be. Not to mention they have this mocha that is just something else. Seriously.
Kari and I got rid of our cable. Its weird so far. Mostly because I always turn on the TV in the morning and watch the news, which I can no longer do. I'm sure I'll be fine, its just kind of an adjustment.
Cover letters suck.
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