Monday, April 24, 2006

weeeee belooooong

will everyone please watch the new sheraton hotels commercial. it will change your life. i'll admit that i can't figure out how to link it, but if you go here you can click on where it says "watch our new commercial." so that's nice.

seriously, i'm talking LIFE CHANGING. although my housemates think the end is awkward.

Friday, April 21, 2006

don't be surprised if i love you, okay?

OH MY GOD i had legitimately forgotten all about alanis morisette's "head over feet." that is, until spencer turned on the 90s music station. HEAD OVER FEET IS THE BEST SONG EVER. does anyone else remember listening to it and being like "i will SO get a guy like that someday. maybe in HIGH SCHOOL. wow!"

and still, don't be surprised if i love you. it's all your fault.

"there's a hunger in the center of the chest..."

went to barnes today and forgot what i was doing as soon as i walked in the door. like, got sucked in by the "paperback favorites" or something and forgot who i was there to meet. oops. seriously, every time i go there i have to grab myself by the hand and drag myself out the door to keep from buying the entire store. i could buy everything there. when i was little, i used to say i'd like to live in barnes and noble. i think i was inspired by the classic from the mixed up files of mrs. basil e. frankweiler, in which the kids live in the museum. i hope you all read this when you were kids, because it's awesome.

anyway, now i'd just like to be able to buy all of barnes. i could go in there and come out with like ten books every time. yesss. it's so much better than the library, if only for the tables in the middle.

i just watched the west wing "college kids" episode [season 4] that ends with aimee mann singing james taylor's "shed a little light." that is, "let us turn our thoughts today to martin luther king..." you know. i'm such a sucker for political rallies with music. [technically, it was a rock the vote rally, but i'm just saying.] my parents have a record from the no nukes concert in the seventies that totally rocks, speaking of james taylor. i mean, maybe i've seen him live twice and maybe he is completely awesome at life.

does anyone [kristen, i know you do] think about the songs that political candidates use? was it kerry who was using elvis's "a little less conversation, a little more action" as his campaign song until someone was like, "um, senator? i think that song's about, um, sex." or something. or was it clinton? i'm not trying to make a joke, seriously.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

what sleeping position are YOU?

i love html code. and i love everything that mcsweeney's has ever done. [almost, not really.] but i kind of like it when they're like "paste this quiz in YOUR OWN AIM PROFILE OR BLOG!" and i'm kind of excited to see what this looks like.

I am a paper dolls!
Find your own pose!

[i'm just a caveman. your html code scares and confuses me.]

"hasn't felt like home, before you..."

okay, can anyone tell me who sings backup vocals on joshua radin's "the fear you won't fall"? it's pretty much the greatest song ever, if you're into indie whatever music that's kind of sad and has a guy and a girl singing at the same time. right up your alley? of course!

seriously, it's a sweet song. and of course i heard it first on grey's.

i hate the phone, but i wish you'd call... [i know, it's melancholy. i'm really fine. you don't need to call. i mean, i like it when ALL of you call. call me?]

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

just when you think the moment is right...

ooookay just saw a commercial for one of those ED drugs. there's a good-looking older man and a woman with long white hair. like LONG white hair. and it goes, "just when you think the moment is right..." and then the doorbell rings and it's their GRANDKIDS. does this creep anyone else out? "just when you think the moment is right... your grandchildren ring the doorbell, and you have to play with them in your bright, sunny backyard, even though you are BURNING WITH DESIRE for each other." does this happen?

i guess this answers my question about how old you are when you stop... oh, never mind. i don't want to talk about it.

well, we totally won today

dear ken griffey,
are you seriously still injured?

that is all.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

do you guys work down by the docks?

1. i'm watching an episode of seinfeld i've never seen. with the jumping shoes? and george is sweating from the kung pao so steinbrenner thinks he stole the equipment? and jimmy from the gym speaks in the third person? and mel torme?

2. i love the verizon commercial where the guy's like "i thought i told you to come ALONE," because he has the network with him. and then the mobster's all excited because he never gets reception out there. i'd just like to tell you that i love it.

3. so i lead a tiny life. whatev. i get to watch tv again!

i hope you all noticed that i learned to put pictures in my blog.

Sunday, April 16, 2006


from, on the last new grey's:

Meredith is sitting in the vet's office with her stupid knitting, and the preternaturally chirpy receptionist asks if she's getting the hang of it. Mere says not really. I'll drink to that. Receptionist: "You give up men?" Mere: "No. Yes." She says she doesn't really need to see the vet; she just wants to spend some time with Doc. It's too bad, then, that the vet walks out of the back just then with Doc, and the vet is none other than the surprisingly tasty-looking Chris O'Donnell. Well, hellooooo there, Scruffy McFinerson. Mere gets this "oh, SHIT" look on her face when he introduces himself, and can do nothing but look back down at her knitting. MereVO: "Okay, so it's not whether you win or lose. It's how you play the game. Right?" We get a gratuitous (but not unwelcome) shot of Chris O'Donnell's ass, and fade out.

well hellooooo there, scruffy mcfinerson. i feel like meredith's type... is very well-defined. i wasn't liking this recap toooo too much until right now, but i'm a total sucker for the fake descriptive name.

also, this from the grey's website [careful, it plays music] FAQs:

But just tell me this: when are Meredith and Derek going to get back together?
Seriously? You think I'm answering that question? Seriously?

Why do you and the characters say "seriously" all the time?
Because Krista Vernoff, one of our valued writers, says it constantly in the Writers' Room. CONSTANTLY. Like, four hundred and fifty times a day. And it is catching. Now we all say it. Seriously. Krista says she caught the "seriously" bug from one of her friends and brought it to work and spread it to all of us. It's an awesome word. Said correctly, it can convey sarcasm, dismay, disbelief, a sense of moral and ethical superiority and gentle chastising punishment all at once. Seriously.

seriously, watch for it on the show. especially in the rerun that was on last week, after alex kisses izzie at the bar. she's just like, "seriously." i've personally added it to my vocabulary to the extent that it's pretty much replaced "i mean." that is, now it means almost nothing. seriously.

this is the night

i hate the stupid cardinals. [even you and your hat, henchfest.] and SAD about sean casey! sean, i still love you even though you went to the ugly-uniform pirates and you're on the DL for 6-8 weeks. and thanks for keeping your reds uniform on. [as of today, his picture on the ESPN pirates page still has his goatee reds picture.]

watching tv all day today, alleluia alleluia. and i remembered why i love having families around - it's the talking in the kitchen thing.

:(|) <-- monkey!

Friday, April 14, 2006


so remember when gamecast was boring and now it's AWESOME and 3D? it apparently doesn't work on my computer at work and i am just now experiencing it for the first time.

but paul has just informed me that MLB gameday is faster. and it's true, because he knew we were up by one like five MINUTES before i did.

"so let us confidently approach the throne of grace..."

[the following is proof that i kind of miss writing papers. also i'm a theology nerd. also this blog is for things i think are interesting.]

Brothers and sisters:

Since we have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens,
Jesus, the Son of God,
let us hold fast to our confession.
For we do not have a high priest
who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses,
but one who has similarly been tested in every way,
yet without sin.
So let us confidently approach the throne of grace
to receive mercy and to find grace for timely help.

In the days when Christ was in the flesh,
he offered prayers and supplications with loud cries and tears
to the one who was able to save him from death,
and he was heard because of his reverence.
Son though he was, he learned obedience from what he suffered;
and when he was made perfect,
he became the source of eternal salvation for all who obey him.
- Hebrews 4:14-16, 5:7-9

okay, so let's take a moment on today's second reading. so "
we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses." this is for everyone who feels bad about praying for stupid shit. i swear, jesus feels our pain, no matter what it's about. this came up this week, and as always, it's really important to me - "similarly been tested in every way" means not just big suffering, but also the everyday stuff. and jesus "offered prayers and supplications with loud cries and tears to the one who was able to save him from death, and he was heard because of his reverence." it is still reverent to ask for things we want. it is still reverent to want to avoid our own suffering. there is room for us to "learn obedience" through suffering when things don't go our way. and that's a whole nother thing. obedience and acceptance, yes. but we don't have to want the suffering ourselves before it happens.

i don't want to downplay the importance of sacrifice. but suffering is something different. this is going to take some more thought - it all comes from a conversation i had this week about "should i pray for this?" and yes, you can pray for God's will and also your own.

i saw two supercute guys leaving the taco bell drive thru as i was driving home, and they were both in the act of taking a huge first bite. well, either they were supercute or i'm starving.

paul's dad calls the pope "eggs," as in eggs benedict. love it.

Now I find hidden somewhere away in my nature something that tells me that nothing in the whole world is meaningless, and suffering least of all. - Oscar Wilde

an overthrow of the system

Violent revolution fails because it is not revolutionary enough. It changes the rulers but not the rules, the ends but not the means. Most of the old repressive values and delusional assumptions remain intact. What Jesus envisioned was a world transformed, where both people and Powers are in harmony with the Ultimate and committed to the general welfare - what some prefer to call the "kingdom" of God.
If Jesus had never lived, we would not have been able to invent him.
- Walter Wink, from The Powers That Be

i'm reading this book for work and it's really, really awesome - the author mentions that madeleine l'engle gave him the idea for it, and the theology is very much like hers. in this section, he's going through different interpretations of the crucifixion.

i don't want to overexplain it. but by being blameless and accepting punishment, jesus overthrew the system in which a scapegoat is punished [john 18:14]. and overthrew the system in which violence is used as a solution. not just overthrew the society of his time, or the evil people that existed then and still exist, but the whole system that we live by, that makes us believe we kill people to make things better. because that doesn't work. huh. [see, i'm very controversial here.]

violent revolution fails because it is not revoltionary enough...

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

the first rule of blogging

never talk about the blog.

this from miz, who says i am a high maintenance blogger. (i say so is she. she says, "but i don't TALK about my blog outside of my blog. big difference.") i think maybe i'm just high-maintenance in general. but at least i don't think i'm low-maintenance. or, as a certain friend would say, at least i'm self-aware. i really think that covers a multitude of sins. as they say.

got an email from my mom:


I imagine that you already know about the contact lens eye infections...Just doing my job



does anyone know what she means by this? i told her that the random mom paranoid warnings don't reach me as quickly as they reach her. her email is also still titled "Important Question" from another email she sent me, which kind of freaks me out.

let's be honest, anyone who uses as many words in a day as i do has to be some kind of high-maintenance.

and i'd just like to thank the miz... without her, i wouldn't be here on the blogosphere... [nor would i know the word "blogosphere" at all, really.]


this from about today's game:

"The game could prove costly for Cincinnati, which saw center fielder Ken Griffey Jr. leave in the fourth inning with stiffness in the back of his right knee. Griffey, who was 0-for-1 in two plate appearances, is listed as day-to-day."

SERIOUSLY, ken griffey. i don't want to slander you on my blog, but I MEAN what is UP with your random injuries. okay, that's all i'm going to say about that.


"life is a B movie, it's stupid and it's strange..."

today i've been listening to a lot of cheryl wheeler, and i'm kind of obsessed with this one:

must have been gandhi or buddha or someone like that
must have saved lives by the hundreds everywhere i went
must have brought rest to the restless and fed the hungry too
must have done something great to get to have you
- cheryl wheeler, gandhi/buddha

talked to cara [!!!] on gmail chat [which i love more every day, all you naysayers] and she told me what tomorrow's going to be like [because she lives in the marshall islands and it's tomorrow there, see]. so that's awesome. it will be 85 and sunny and the answer to number 4 on the decimals quiz is 1.1, just so you know.

"life's like a paper box filled with spaghetti..." - spence, imitating ani and her random metaphors. love it.

also, let me just point out that everyone in the NL central has a winning record except pittsburgh. i'm still thinking that we can be awesome at baseball this year. i would really, really like to be at a reds game right now.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

"every time i blink, i have a tiny dream..."

i kind of cried a little at confession tonight when the priest told me to "keep running the race." is that not the coolest christian image ever? do you think paul was a runner? like maybe he ran his own letters over to corinth and stuff? [i KNOW he didn't, people. it's just an idea.] the priest also talked about christian perfection, which is perhaps the second coolest christian image ever. [paul will be happy to hear about this when i tell him i have a blog.] maybe he had this in mind:
Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us rid ourselves of every burden and sin that clings to us and persevere in running the race that lies before us while keeping our eyes fixed on Jesus, the leader and perfecter of faith. - Hebrews 12:1-2 [NAB]
and we don't have to be perfect because, you know, our perfection is in christ. i like it.

okay, so who read the new york times article yesterday about how the west wing writers originially wanted vinick to win. now WHAT? [kath likes it.] i feel that vinick has been really evil in the last few episodes i've seen. did they recently make him evil? when did they start changing the episodes, or did they just change this one? i mean, the election was really close. [okay, just to be clear, his STAFF is evil. not vinick himself.] i've also had "deep in the heart of texas" in my head since the second election episode. ["the stars at night, are big and bright - CLAPCLAPCLAPCLAP - deep in the heart of texas."]

i have a shoutout in kath's profile for saying that i often get too hot (HOT) in my office and should, therefore, stop in the church and get some holy water. and get someone to hose me down with it. and listen to the meat loaf song that used to get us from south bend to indianapolis.

every time i blink, i have a tiny dream...
what kind of paradise am i looking for?
i've got everything i want and still i want more
maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore...
and what can i say but i'm wired this way
and you're wired to me...
- ani, grey

[ususally when people quote things in their blogs, they use italics. i'm just saying.]

Monday, April 10, 2006

hello, i'm johnny cash.

i'm kind of into johnny cash's superlow voice. it ain't me, babe. it ain't me you're looking for. babe. [i'm buying the dylan version of this song as soon as stupid lent is over and i can buy music again.]

and a better rocker than liz phair? come on, miz. [ohhhh, i totally went there.]

Sunday, April 09, 2006

"we're too excited to sleep!"

"we're too excited to sleep!" [has anyone seen this disney world commercial?]

santos wooo! the west wing remains the best show ever. even though it is unclear whether josh and donna will continue having sex or just, you know, remain codependent. also, kristen is the best friend ever for saying she'll talk to me when the west wing is over. she totally GETS me. and my blog.

"next week. an emotional west wing." but thanks, the west wing, for acknowledging that we're sad about john spencer.

now, i think i may or may not watch a crime show.

of course i didn't start a blog, silly.

i'm not going to lie, i feel really powerful right now.