Saturday, July 4, 2009

I'll be

He asked.

























I said yes!!!

Sunday, June 28, 2009

but God can be funny

So.

If you haven't heard yet, Bryant and I have decided to move to Cleveland together. I know, I know, I've been saying "Pennsylvania" an awful lot lately, but as luck would have it, Bryant was accepted at an awesome law school in Ohio. I am so proud of him, and I am truly excited about this. In case you forgot, I have been to The Cleve before. In July 2006, I traveled there for a Weakerthans concert with La Katie:





















At the Rock 'n' Roll hall of fame:















































That was a fun trip. And Cleveland is a very cool city.

But you know me. I'm a worrier.

I am so excited about living with Bryant and having a new adventure around the corner, but the whole thing requires a great deal of consideration. Where will we live? Where will I work? Should I buy a coffeemaker built for comfort ("Hi, hello! I'm from The South, and I am hospitable. Welcome to our place of residence, would you like a cup of coffee? Because I have a whole pot of it brewed right here!) or built for speed ("Oh my God, I'm late for work and I'm on a deadline and I have to go RIGHT NOW -- oh, look, my coffee maker automatically brewed me 16 ounces of coffee and it's right here in this handy stainless steel mug! What a relief!")? Do we really need a dishwasher in our apartment? Do I really need to bring all of my shoes? (Oh my God, how am I going to bring all of my shoes?) What are we buying? What are we bringing?

What are we leaving behind?

But you don't have to worry about that. That's my job. So, instead, I give you a list:

Cool Things/Uncool Things: Cleveland Edition!

Cool Things:
~ It's where Bryant is going!
~ There's a daily newspaper (The Cleveland Plain Dealer) and an alternative weekly (Cleveland Scene), not to mention dozens of other niche magazines and music-related publications.
~ Theatre! The second largest performing arts center in the United States is located in Cleveland. A lot of great bands also perform there. (I mean, c'mon. The Weakerthans play there.)
~ Michael Symon, an Iron Chef, is from Cleveland.
~ There's always the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame.
~ No more hurricanes.
~ It is adjacent to Lake Erie.
~ It is also (somewhat) close to Kera and Rayce! It's also (sorta) close to where my Uncle Al lives.
~ The Drew Carey Show is set in Cleveland. (Technically, I don't know if this counts as a cool thing or an uncool thing because I've never watched The Drew Carey Show. But Ryan Stiles was in it, so it has to reach at least some degree of coolness.)
~ Many of the houses (which now serve as apartments) were built during the 1920s.
~ Rent is relatively cheap (according to big-city-dwelling La Katie).
~ It snows there! Snow!
~ Great shopping and great food. Also, West Side Market, where Katie and I feasted on fresh fruit and dichotomy corn, a mixture of caramel and cheese popcorn.
~ It's got the hippest groove, as documented by an episode of 30 Rock.
~ Chef Boyardee was born there (according to the aforementioned episode of 30 Rock).

Uncool Things
~ Cleveland is a whopping 1,010 miles away from my hometown and my family.
~ The term "blizzard" may no longer refer to a tasty treat served by Dairy Queen. I must learn how to deal with snow on a regular basis. Like, how to drive in it. And walk in it, and not die and stuff.
~ I don't really care about basketball, and basketball is apparently important there.

So, there you have it. More to come on this subject in the future, I'm sure. Have a wonderful week!


Friday, June 26, 2009

that's a drag

This song rocks.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Just one of the clues

So, if you were thinking about buying this voice recorder...don't.

by the riverside

How I'm Doing:

I really miss being in a newsroom and all the joys it brings -- the coffee, the wacky discoveries, Chinese takeout, entertaining conversations, naps and most of all, the hours and hours of blissful reading and editing.

In the fall, I will most likely end up moving to Pennsylvania (home of Hershey chocolate, Groundhog Day and a certain law school) with my boyfriend of 6 and a half years. I am terrified and excited.

I love my mom. My mom is taking bowling lessons. She and a group of friends from work are planning to start a bowling league for fun; they are calling themselves the "Gutter Gals." Mom's most recent score was a 53.

Two of my friends just got engaged, and I am very happy for them.

I have to go now because (eek!) I am interviewing someone in about an hour and I don't have batteries for my recorder.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

If I may quote Colin Mochrie...

"He was playing me like you'd play a fish. I can't make it much clearer than that."

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Every moment red-letter

My day began with coffee, confusion and the exploration of nearly a dozen garage sales at the crack of dawn with my Mom, who has a true talent for discovering gems among junk. Our search yielded fantastic results, including a beautiful pair of blue suede shoes and a CD of Disney songs (and yes, I remembered the lyrics to all of them). After discovering a used book on scriptwriting with some amusing post-it notes stuck inside, Mom drove us home and I took a short (yeah, right) nap.

The rest of the day involved similarly wonderful things -- NCIS, Harrison Ford, cherry cheesecake, and the ever-amazing Bryant. I am exhausted. I plan to sleep peacefully tonight with the knowledge that no matter what happens tomorrow, Yahoo will continually impress me with its coverage of such exciting news as the missing pants of Lady Gaga.

Sweet dreams.