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Sep. 28th, 2009

kels, dtkitty

Things I like

Um, so when we got home from Buffalo this weekend...there was a big envelope from Nielsen in our mailbox.  When I opened it I found a short survey, a letter, a brochure...and $10 in cash.  To make it weirder and sketchier, it was in five ones and a five.  Bizarre.  But awesome.  And I got to give them my input, too, which of course I loved.

Aug. 20th, 2009

kels, dtkitty

Life Changes (including technology that is totally blowing my mind)

Livejournal happened to mention that the last time I updated was nineteen weeks ago.  So, starting from then:

1) I mean, I'm married.

2) Finished with grad school--have my Master's and teaching certification.

3) Got a Real Job.  Public school, about an hour on the F train (easy straight shot) out to a nice neighborhood in Queens where I will teach three sections of 9th grade English (the entire 9th grade!) and sort of one and a half sections of 10th grade theatre.  And I get to start an afterschool theatre program.  So, basically, dream job.  Fingers crossed for no medical emergencies before school starts and I am insured again.

4) Not for nothing, but when my old computer conked out this week (R.I.P.) and took all my data with it, I decided to console myself by doing the iPod touch rebate deal that Apple has on now when you buy a new computer.  Um, you guys, I have the complete works of Shakespeare (searchable!) and like a hundred and fifty of the other great works of (mainly) Western civilization on my iPod in two apps for which I paid, respectively, NOTHING and $1.99.  I don't know if you caught the part where I mentioned being an English teacher with an hour-long commute, but let me tell you--it just got awesome.  Oh, and also I can keep my calendar on the iPod and sync it to the one on my computer.  And use the internet in any wireless hotspots.  ON MY iPOD.  I mean, ok, I am maybe a bit late to this party, but HOLY CRAP.  I still have my beloved Nano for, like, actually playing music at the gym and such...but this is a whole new thing here.  (Oh, and P.S., new laptop that is made of aluminum and won't crack every three seconds.  Win.)

Apr. 7th, 2009

kels, dtkitty

Sleeping Fail

...I mean, yeah, pretty much just that.  I forgot how gross it feels to have consecutive nights of four hours or less of sleep.  Fail fail fail.  'Night.

Nov. 5th, 2008

kels, dtkitty

Today

Today, I felt it.  I bought a New York Times this morning and that's when it hit.  My students today were amazing--what better place to spend the day after this election than with a bunch of high school seniors in East Harlem?

When I listen to President-elect Obama, I hear someone smart and strong and above all thoughtful, someone who I respect so much, for so many things--I feel like I woke up inside The West Wing.  I'm excited about a president.  I was too young to be excited by Bill Clinton--I was excited that he won, and I knew him as the "good guy", but by the time I was old enough to really understand, he was...less exciting.  I stand by liking him a lot as a president, but now I can listen to Obama and really feel it.
kels, dtkitty

The other thing...

These car horns!  People shrieking jubilantly every five minutes or so!  The two strangers, grown men, who stopped in crossing the street to high-five each other just outside, where I can see from my window!


But I don't know how to express that kind of thing in a blog.  I just didn't want anyone to think I wasn't feeling it.

kels, dtkitty

Sleep

As soon as it was called tonight...I crashed.  Eight years of awful, middle of the biggest hill on the roller coaster, eyes closed, muscles tensed, braced for impact stress dissolved for a second and I couldn't keep my eyes open any more. 

I stayed partly awake until he came out, and heard the first few minutes of the speech, and then I couldn't keep my eyes open and I fell asleep.  It felt sort of appropriate, since I dozed on the couch during his speech back in '04--the speech that set this all in motion.  

We made it.  And now we all need a real, relaxing sleep, because just like Obama didn't get there by himself, he can't fix everything by himself.  This is gonna be hard, and he's gonna ask Americans to work and serve their country in harder ways than freedom shopping, and we have to be back up to speed by January. 

Good night, all. 

Oct. 25th, 2008

kels, dtkitty

Synonym Fail

CNN's top story top story right now is "Palin's 'going rogue,' McCain aide says".  Well, ok. 

But on an unrelated note, I'm having trouble with this crossword clue.  The clue is "rogue" and the answer is an eight-letter word beginning with M.  Anyone?

Oct. 22nd, 2008

kels, dtkitty

Cry for help

So, ok.  Say you see a play that is at least kind of affecting, deals with heavy crap, etc etc, but it happens to also revolve around the idea of killing someone with a hammer  This may or may not happen.  Now, don't censor yourself, think fast, what song do you set your curtain call to?

Duh. 

Maxwell's Silver Hammer. 

I saw such a play tonight, and alas, they didn't go for it.  But it did get me thinking about awesome peppy death/violence songs.  I immediately thought of "I Can't Decide" by the Scissor Sisters (and its brilliant use on Doctor Who--I was also thinking about what a sucker I am for the sucker punch--the "gotcha" of either something horrible at the end of a comedy, like using the Zapruder film in Assassins, or something bizarre at the end of a tragedy, like Maxwell could have been or like "I Can't Decide" sort of is on Doctor Who...but no spoilers.)  I've been looking through my music and trying to get a rough draft of the best mix ever. 

SO:

Maxwell's Silver Hammer
I Can't Decide
Miss Otis Regrets (a la Bette Midler)
Everybody's Got the Right
Blew That Bitch Away (from Evil Dead: The Musical)
Goodbye Earl
99 Red Balloons
Dentist!  (from Little Shop)

This is what I have so far, but it's bedtime, and I only know the plots of so many songs.  So please, guys, help me out.  Up-tempo, peppy songs about death and destruction?  The name of the mix is "Is This A Violence Playlist?"--as inspired by one of my campers from a few years ago, who solemnly asked if Disney's Around The World in 80 Days was a "violence movie" because she wasn't supposed to watch those.  Thanks, awesome camper!

Oct. 15th, 2008

sonofagun, jukebox_grad

An Unsettling Discovery

So, I've had "Stacy's Mom" in my head for, oh, three weeks or so.  (No, that's not the unsettling part yet).  While checking my email tonight, I pulled up iTunes and put it on.  Just for fun, I hit the Genius button.  

Guys, "Stacy's Mom" is like the epitome of my musical tastes (outside showtunes, I mean.)  This genius playlist is effing awesome.  I'm not sure what to make of the fact that the three best matches in my files are "We Didn't Start The Fire", "Mrs. Robinson", and "Walk Like an Egyptian", but I can't really think of an awesomer lineup to start a playlist. 

Anyway.  Guess I'll just have to get over it, because this is the best thing ever.

Sep. 27th, 2008

kels, dtkitty

Spotted: Lonely Boy hanging solo in line at the Shake Shack.

...No, really.  I was right behind Penn Badgley in line at the Shake Shack today.  For everyone with a life, that's the dude who plays Dan Humphrey on Gossip Girl, whence cometh the title of this post.  Sadly, his onscreen/offscreen lady friend was not with him.  I played it cool, and just watched a bunch of other people go up to him and be all "OMG, I know this isn't cool bc my BFF is an actor(!) but can I take your picture, squee?" because whatever, the dude was out for a burger, and also the fact that I watch his show doesn't make me feel that cool.  But it was kind of a neat New York thing, and he waited in like like the rest of us normal folk.  It was mostly funny because on the walk over there, Becky had asked me if I had seen any celebrities and

I guess other stuff is happening too, but whatever.  You know you love me.  XOXO.

Sep. 1st, 2008

kels, dtkitty

I'm almost a teacher. Time to blog.

Tomorrow is my last first day of school as a full-time student (the 19th September in a row; no breaks or anything.) From a strictly objective viewpoint, I've had more education than a lot of people. A lot of people have had more education than me; I don't labor under the delusion that my education makes me better or smarter than anyone else, but I've worked pretty hard and done pretty well so far. I have a lot more to learn, for sure, but even so I find the result of all this education a little bit puzzling. When I graduate in May, after completing my coursework and two and a half long days of testing, I'll be a certified teacher with an M.A. in Educational Theatre and English Education. To listen to many people, including a sizable number in the field of education, this means that I will have become a soporific lump of a human being, a barely sentient babysitter, a robot that can only be animated by careful programming with the proper script. Oh, and I'm also selfish and lazy, having entered my profession solely for the job security, great hours, and summers off. In short, I'm a danger to our children and must be carefully controlled and shown the error of my ways. The only thing worse than a teacher, after all, is the teachers' union.

I just read this article in Newsweek.  It's about Michelle Rhee, the head of the school district in Washington, D.C. She's fighting a lot of stagnation and corruption, and I admire a lot of what she's doing.  But she seems to have this us vs. them skepticism toward the teachers and the teachers' union that I find alarming.   This quote, in particular, seems problematic to me:  "It's embarrassing to be a Democrat when you hear Democrats talk about education," she says. "The Democratic Party is supposed to be the party that looks out for poor black kids, yet the kind of rhetoric they spew about … [how the Bush administration's No Child Left Behind law is] 'sucking the life out of our teachers'—come on. Get real. I believe that until the Democratic Party breaks ties with the teachers unions, we are not going to see the true reform in this country that we need.

She's trying to sell the union on a plan that would basically weaken tenure and job security for teachers, in exchange for salaries that actually crack six figures.  Sounds all right by me.  The problem I have with her plan is that she wants to base the evaluations that determine (I guess) who gets the ax and who gets the dough on (wait for it) test scores.  Even if I give her the benefit of the doubt and assume that she simply would ask teachers to raise test scores for their particular students (in a classroom where kids are testing three or four grade levels behind, setting the bar for continued employment at achieving grade-level scores across the board would reduce the D.C. schools to a one-room schoolhouse) there is a big problem with this.  By and large, the tests being administered are tests of a student's ability to take tests.  Let's set aside for a moment the repeated reports that standardized tests favor white middle class kids--when, in your workplace, have you ever had to demonstrate your competency via Scantron?  Testing is an irrelevant skill.  If Rhee's program measured teacher performance with a more comprehensive metric--student work portfolios that span the entire year should be a more than adequate demonstration of the learning that is actually taking place.  If I do wind up teaching English to 7th and 8th graders in a year, like I hope to, I would stake my professional reputation on the difference between the essays my kids write in September and the ones they write in June, and on the quality of class discussion, and on the literature they are able to think about.  Student writing and videos of class should demonstrate what went on in our classroom that was of real value.  But what about the poor administrators and district wonks who have to measure all of this and make those decisions?  Looking at actual student work is so much more time consuming than comparing test scores.  Computers can't determine what goes on in a video; people have to do that!  Well, yeah, they do.  Rhee holds up the KIPP charter schools as good models--the teachers there work 12-hour days, they work six days a week, and they're permanently on call to their students.  If I commit to that as a teacher--which I am happy to do, since it seems to be working--then I think I am owed administrators who will commit to giving me a meaningful evaluation when my career is on the line.  

I know there are terrible teachers out there--a small minority who are visibly, actively bad, who damage kids in big ugly ways, who are in this because it's a power trip or something equally abhorrent, and a much, much larger group who are simply in it because they had to do something but who aren't invested in it, who don't care about new research or best practice or anything outside of their comfort zone or knowledge base.  I am as frustrated by those teachers as anyone else--more, probably, because they color the way that I am viewed by parents, students, administrators, and others. 

For the record, I don't appreciate that.  I know I'm not good at it yet, because I haven't done it yet, and like most things in life, learning is doing.  But I'm doing what I can now to hit the ground walking, at least.  Will reading John Dewey or Howard Gardner make me a good teacher?  Of course not.  But will it make me a more thoughtful teacher than if I hadn't read them?  Sure.  Even reading about new strategies for teaching reading and writing--the practical stuff--won't make me a good teacher.  But it will give me a lot more to work with in the classroom than if I hadn't learned them.  In much the same way, buying a scalpel doesn't make me a good surgeon.  Even practicing on corpses doesn't compare to the real thing.  Everyone seems to agree, though, that having a scalpel, and being taught how to use a scalpel, makes for a better surgeon.  Of course, now and then you hear about some crazy emergency where someone with no training except for a lot of ER and Grey's Anatomy has to perform a tracheotomy with a pen or something and it actually works--but no one then confers an M.D. on that person and throws him into the operating room. 

This is more or less what's happening with teachers today.  We are addressing the emergency of our teacher shortage and failing education by grabbing people who were good at school as students and figuring that that gives them what they need to perform an emergency tracheotomy on a classroom somewhere that's in big trouble.  Sometimes the intelligent, hard-working, dedicated, ballsy, but mostly untrained person pulls it off, and sometimes everyone involved crashes and burns.  I know people coming out of those programs who are doing amazing things in the classroom because of a combination of the above attributes with a natural talent for teaching, and I think that's wonderful for our schools and wonderful for them (because this is a damned hard business).  I also know people coming out of all the training money can buy and becoming abysmal failures in the classroom.  I don't think training is a magic bullet or anything--but I do think that this is a profession with smart people in it, people who try new things and write them up so that other smart people can try them and improve on them and then write that up.  If some of those teachers who are doing well with no training felt like they belonged to a professional community, and felt like part of the job was to keep up with that community, and innovate, and contribute to that community, how much more could they do?  If everyone in America felt like teachers were doing what other professionals--doctors, lawyers, etc--do, if they knew that such a professional community even existed, wouldn't they respect teachers a little more?  If they knew that a teacher's education isn't a two- or a four-year process but an ongoing one, and if they knew how seriously some teachers take their profession, would this teacher crisis start to fade away as successful liberal arts grads no longer felt that teaching was only suitable for them via one of these two-year, sink-or-swim programs?  Would education grad school be respected like law school or med school or engineering school?  And in turn, as demand rose for really good teacher ed programs, would the quality of the programs improve?  

Sometimes I get lost in all the problems.  I'll be teaching kids who may or may not have eaten a vegetable in the past week because processed stuff is cheaper.  They have no energy because they eat crap and we make come to school and sit through first period while their brains are still releasing sleep hormones and maybe they had to work late to support their family or sit up at night with a younger sibling because their parents work all night to do the same.  Oh, and of course, forget about adequate health care, so who knows how many of them need glasses or have rotten teeth or need counseling or have family members with severe illnesses that are left untreated.  That's the stuff that I can maybe, just maybe find ways to work around if I get to know my students.   That's the stuff I have the energy to try and fix and fight for. But then to have other teachers who try to undermine me because I'm trying to help my students and in the process making them look bad, a principal who thinks I need a script to teach English, a superintendent who hates my guts for belonging to a union that spends more time trying to hang onto power than to make deals that can help teachers AND students, and to have parents think I'm obviously deficient in some way because why else would I be a teacher...I usually try not to consider this magnitude of a worst case scenario.  But reading that article the weekend before I start my first student teaching placement sent me into a big-picture spiral of anxiety.  There are just so many problems.      

Aug. 13th, 2008

kels, dtkitty

Bela

My other favorite part of the Olympics?  Bela Karolyi.  Who has lived in America and coached American gymnasts since before I was born but still says things like "I am luffink her" for "I love her".  And who is so so so angry about the Chinese gymnasts who are clearly about eight years old but is rolling with it by just snarking the bajeezus out of them every chance he gets.  Bob Costas took a moment to assure viewers that yes, Karolyi is always like this, it is not an act, and then they played some footage of Bela dearest having a verbal heart attack while watching a routine on the monitors.  I am luffink him.  
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Aug. 12th, 2008

kels, dtkitty

Olympic Sexy Time

I'm watching a lot more Olympics this year than I ever have before, because camp is over so I'm not sacking out as soon as I hit the couch every night (as in 2004, when I was only awake long enough to mock Paul Hamm's unnaturally high voice) and I'm 22 so my interests and perspective have broadened to include sports other than women's gymnastics (as in 1996, when I was a ten-year-old girl and the Magnificent Seven were being awesome).  I'm really enjoying the coverage this year.  Highlights so far:

--Men's trap shooting a few days ago, when Australian hottie Michael Diamond (c'mon, porn name) showed off his big rifle skills.  The female commentator described his personal troubles--his girlfriend accused him of beating her and his gun license was revoked for a while.  The commentator said all of this in an indignant tone of voice, and then added, "I've known Michael Diamond for a very long time, and he would never do anything like that."  (She may as well have concluded, "That lying bitch!")  There followed several breathless comments that cemented my opinion that they were banging (terrible shooting pun) and made me wonder if the male commentator was in on the affair as well.  Bonus: When it started to rain the commentators had a lengthy discussion about  the shooters "rubbing off their wet stocks".

--Synchronized diving.  This is legitimately cool and doesn't actually need my snark to be interesting.  How do they do that?

--Swimming, of course, because Michael Phelps is beating the crap out of everyone who's ever gotten in a pool, but also because Cris Collinsworth is gonna be Phelps' new daddy.  Collinsworth sat with Mrs. Phelps during last night's race and then today described all the pinching, hand holding, and knee grabbing that ensued.  Mikey and I had been making the joke all night but then even Bob Costas remarked, "You're gonna be part of the family soon!" 

--See last night's Daily Show for highlights from the best match so far: President Bush vs. Bob Costas.  "I don't see America as having problems", said Fearless Leader, a giant picture of Chairman Mao looming over his shoulder.  My reaction at the time was "Let's watch Jon Stewart tomorrow night," and I was right.  Do it. 
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Aug. 6th, 2008

kels, dtkitty

Two words...

Rock.  Band. 

Mikey and I, for the past few years, have purchased large-ish ticket Nintendo items in the summer that serve as our joint big birthday presents to/from each other.  First the DS, then the Wii, and now Rock Band.  In a wonderful example of how we complement each other, he loves to drum and I am getting pretty ok at the guitar.  Singing is fun too, but not as much of a challenge (except that I don't know a lot of the songs.  Also, Rock Band needs to come out with a version that's just chicks singing, like the awesomely goofy CD set I bought that has all kinds of amazing 80s chick rock on it.)  I like that I'm bad at drums, though, because it gives me something to really practice.  This is nerdy, but I really miss practicing an instrument.  Playing the guitar is more like getting a new piece of music in band and taking a minute to understand the rhythm but then getting it--drums, I just have to practice at the slower speeds until I get it, which is really satisfying. 

Someday, I will live in a house instead of an apartment, and I can take up a real instrument again.  For now, Rock Band.

Jul. 3rd, 2008

kels, dtkitty

Alarming Revelations

1) I like reality television a LOT.  And BAD reality television.  I'm blogging to pass the time while the first episode of Baby Borrowers finishes loading properly on the NBC website.  I don't feel good about this, but after Kid Nation, Farmer Wants a Wife, and now this?  I think I just have to own it.  (At least Top Chef is legit.  And I still stand by Kid Nation.  But not the other two.) 

2) I'm reading, among other things, Julie and Julia.  I got it for Christmas a year or two ago, and I thought I picked it up and started it but didn't finish it.  About a hundred pages in, things are still feeling vaguely familiar, and I am becoming concerned that I simply finished the book and then completely forgot it.  Uh-oh.

3)I can eat a jar of Nutella over the course of two sittings.  And, ok, people say emotional eating doesn't work, but they've clearly never eaten a half-jar of Nutella.  I can't keep it in the house anymore.

On other, less alarming topics...having fun working at camp.  I really like being part of "regular" camp, as opposed to being off to the side doing drama camp (although of course I loved that!!!)  But the sense of community with the rest of the counselors is really nice.  I'm making some friends. 

I think I'm gonna be doing some kind of tech something for a Fringe piece that a (recent) Williams alum/ friend of friends is directing.  I'm psyched for that.  It's been too long since I worked on a show.  Also, great networking for the day when I will want to be like, oh, hi working theatre professionals, want to come in and do something with my students?   And the show sounds cool too.  More details on that forthcoming, I hope. 

Ok.  Watching my show now :)  Eep...

Jun. 15th, 2008

kels, dtkitty

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Nicole  tagged me for this, which I was happy about because after she moved blogs I wasn't sure if I was stalking her or if she knew I was reading--since she linked here I assume she reads this at least occasionally, so, hi!

“List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your spring. Post these instructions in your blog along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they’re listening to.”


Ok, so, I'm basically only listening to two albums on a regular basis right now--Thirteen Tales of Love and Revenge by The Pierces and Extraordinary Machine by Fiona Apple.  Choosing only one song off each is nearly impossible and may not work.  But let's start with:


1) "Window" by Fiona Apple.  After spending the semester reading a lot of books about how girls are utterly unable to stand up for themselves if it means doing anything confrontational or controversial, this song started to sound like an anthem.

2) "Secret" by The Pierces.  Yes, this was the cooler of the two songs that they played on Gossip GIrl. Yes, Gossip Girl is very very high on the list of my favorite new shows this year, with other instant classics like the reality shows Kid Nation and Farmer Wants a Wife.  Yes, I am everything that's wrong with American television.

3) The theme song to Farmer Wants a Wife.  Yeah, it's a rap.  Here's the first verse.

Now gather round and lend your ear
I got a tale of a man I want you to hear
His lamb and cattle and chickens abound
But this good ol' boy ain't got no lady around!



4)  Muffintop.

5) "Left Behind" from Spring Awakening, which I still haven't seen.  I could have picked several other songs from that too, I guess.  But I did listen to that soundtrack enough earlier this semester that it's frequently in my head and when I'm feeling particularly sadistic toward my emotional well-being, this is the song I listen to.

6) I feel like I should also list a song from Passing Strange because I've seen it twice now and it's really good (go see it!).  I think the first time I saw it my "oh shit" moment was "The Black One", so I'll go with that.  Seeing it again on Friday, I got to pay closer attention since I knew what to expect and there were other songs that jumped out more, but I still think that one is kind of amazing. 

7) Ooh, and something from Godspell.  I saw my sister in it at the high school a few months ago, and it was a really good production, and I've been thinking about God stuff a lot lately.  AND the recording I have of Godspell has John Barrowman (AKA Captain Jack Harkness of Doctor Who and Torchwood) on it, and I've been watching a LOT of both of those shows.  So, I guess "All For The Best" is probably my favorite song from that. 

Done!



May. 30th, 2008

kels, dtkitty

While it's still today...

Mikey and I are getting married in EXACTLY ONE YEAR.   And if that doesn't merit a small existential pondery blog entry, I don't know what does, but I don't feel like it because we saw Saved (the musical) tonight and then WALKED home from the theatre at 42nd and way the fuck west, and got sorbet, and were serenaded by a fabulous street performer while we ate our sorbet, and the guy who sold us our sorbet knows us because we live here and sometimes it really IS Sesame Street, and my life is AMAZING right now...ok, a little existential :)  But not the deep tough kind.  Just the, "Wow, what is my life--in the GOOD way?" kind.  

May. 22nd, 2008

kels, dtkitty

Discoveries

So, even though I've stuck with LJ rather than being cool and switching to a "real blog" like on Blogger or Wordpress or something (although, ok, I was using Blogger in like, tenth grade, before everyone was doing it.  It was just hideously personal and self-indulgent and not really acceptable for sharing with anyone I knew, but still gave me the feeling that strangers might think I was as fascinating as I knew I was) I am a twenty-something white girl with a liberal arts degree living in the city, so I feel the same blogging urges as every single other person who fits that description.  In deference to them I have decided to blog about a couple of very important discoveries I've made in the last 24 hours or so.

1) Starbucks has a new (?) drink called the Mint Chip Mocha Frappucino.  I was going to write about it, but when I googled it to get the name right, I found this article: http://www.qgazette.com/news/2005/0601/features/043.html that tells you more, WAY more, than you ever wanted to know about it, and Frappucinos, and Starbucks.  I think I am mostly appalled because this is a FEATURE story in a newspaper.  NOT a paid ad.  A feature story.  Yup.  Anyway, it was better than I expected--I'm having kind of a mint thing lately, what with the mint plant getting uncontrollably huge on my windowsill and my favorite little cafe that sticks some mint leaves on everything.  I guess I had always thought of it as like, whatever doesn't go with toothpaste doesn't go with mint, but that's so wrong and actually fresh mint and citrus are delightful together.  This drink leans toward the fresh mint side of the flavor, although it also has mint chocolate chip ice cream notes. 

2) Farmer Wants a Wife.  On the reality show totem pole, the only ones lower are the "eat worms for money" shows.  They ran the first two episodes last night back to back when I needed something to knit to.  And I'm sucked in.  Basically, the premise is, sexy farmer in a town of 350 people needs a nice hardworking girl to marry.  So, the CW imports ten city girls, they live on the farm, get eliminated one by one, etc.  Well, the first draw is naturally that some of them are a little nuts, but one of them really takes the cake and probably gets into the all-time top five craziest reality show contestants, EVER.  Her view is, essentially, "I think it would be a nice lifestyle, dressing up, playing polo--the farmer's wife doesn't work, she has people to work for her."  This is almost if not completely verbatim.   She proceeds to refuse to participate in the challenges, which consist of farm chores, with explanations like, "All these girls are really showing that they're lower class by chasing these chickens around.  A *lady* doesn't chase chickens." (That was to the camera; at the time she just shrugged and said, "Whatever, I have the best legs of anyone here."  Which was false.)  Then when she finally got the boot, she refused to leave without a gift.  For like, half a day.  I mean, I've never seen anyone actually refuse to leave a reality show.  The other best part is the elaborate and horrible ways in which the farmer lets the girls know who is leaving each week.  The first week, because the challenge had been with chickens, there was a chicken coop with each girl's name on it, but only one chicken was not sitting on an egg.  The second week, since they had gone to play bingo, each girl got a bingo card, but only one card was set to NOT get a bingo--which meant that they had to play a whole round of bingo!  The third week, which was by FAR the worst thing I had EVER seen, since the girls had gone quilting, one of the quilting ladies came over with an embroidery of seven birds in a nest and one flying the coop--and she embroidered, sitting there with everyone watching, the name of the kicked-off girl into the flying-away bird.  And of COURSE, she did the letters all out of order so they couldn't know right away AND the girl getting sent home was (SPOILER!) Krista, with a K, but there is also a Christa with a CH and she did the K last, so it literally was down to the last letter.  OMG.  WHAT?

Anyway.  That's my pop culture blogging for now.  Jesus.
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May. 13th, 2008

kels, dtkitty

This should be good for starting up the summer reading list:

Stolen from Artemis:

These are the 106 books most often marked as "unread" by LibraryThing's users. As in, they sit on the shelf to make you look smart or well-rounded. Bold the ones you've read, underline the ones you read for school, italicize the ones you started but didn't finish.

Here's the twist: add (*) beside the ones you liked and would (or did) read again or recommend. Even if you read them for school in the first place.


Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell*
Anna Karenina
Crime and Punishment*
Catch-22
One Hundred Years of Solitude
Wuthering Heights
The Silmarillion
Life of Pi : a novel
The Name of the Rose
Don Quixote
Moby Dick
Ulysses
Madame Bovary
The Odyssey
Pride and Prejudice*
Jane Eyre
The Tale of Two Cities
The Brothers Karamazov

Guns, Germs, and Steel: the fates of human societies
War and Peace
Vanity Fair
The Time Traveler's Wife*
The Iliad
Emma*
The Blind Assassin
The Kite Runner
Mrs. Dalloway
Great Expectations*
American Gods
A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius
Atlas Shrugged
Reading Lolita in Tehran : a memoir in books
Memoirs of a Geisha
Middlesex
Quicksilver
Wicked : the life and times of the Wicked Witch of the West*
The Canterbury Tales
The Historian : a novel
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Love in the Time of Cholera
Brave New World*
The Fountainhead
Foucault's Pendulum
Middlemarch
Frankenstein
The Count of Monte Cristo
Dracula*
A Clockwork Orange
Anansi Boys
The Once and Future King
The Grapes of Wrath
The Poisonwood Bible : a novel
1984*
Angels & Demons
The Inferno
The Satanic Verses
Sense and Sensibility*
The Picture of Dorian Gray
Mansfield Park*
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest*
To the Lighthouse
Tess of the D'Urbervilles
Oliver Twist
Gulliver's Travels
Les Miserables
The Corrections
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay***
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time*
Dune
The Prince
The Sound and the Fury*
Angela's Ashes : a memoir
The God of Small Things
A People's History of the United States : 1492-present
Cryptonomicon
Neverwhere
A Confederacy of Dunces
A Short History of Nearly Everything
Dubliners
The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Beloved*
Slaughterhouse-five
The Scarlet Letter
Eats, Shoots & Leaves*
The Mists of Avalon
Oryx and Crake : a novel
Collapse : how societies choose to fail or succeed
Cloud Atlas
The Confusion
Lolita
Persuasion*
Northanger Abbey
The Catcher in the Rye*
On the Road
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Freakonomics : a rogue economist explores the hidden side of everything
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance : an inquiry into values
The Aeneid (& translated in part from the Latin)
Watership Down*
Gravity's Rainbow
The Hobbit
In Cold Blood : a true account of a multiple murder and its consequences
White Teeth
Treasure Island
David Copperfield
The Three Musketeers

Most of my asterisks are notes that I would like to re-read it, more than that I recommend it, but I definitely do recommend Time Traveler's Wife, Kavalier and Clay, all of Jane Austen, The Sound and the Fury, and Great Expectations (thanks, Intro to the Novel!)  I think of the ones I've not read, the most egregious omissions are Slaughterhouse-Five (I did my freaking sophomore essay on Vonnegut!) and Catch-22.  Mikey's read White Teeth and really liked it, so that's on my list/bookshelf.  Mikey *and* my sister both highly recommended Middlesex, and I've been meaning to get to Angela's Ashes for a while now.  I just bought a used copy of Beloved because I think that's the most urgent re-read--I really didn't like it in high school but then I loved, loved, loved Song of Solomon in college so I decided to go back for some more Morrison.  I think The Bluest Eye is next on my list if I can find a cheap copy because one of the classrooms I observed in had some neat student artwork responses to that book hanging on the walls.  Mmmmm, summer reading. 

Other things I've been reading recently--I just finished Prep, that book with the pink and green (duh) belt on the cover?  You'd recognize it, it's been all over.  Anyway, it was really a slog not because it was bad but because the narrator/main character is so, so painfully awkward, but like...only in her mind.  She totally overanalyzes every single little thing and up to a point it feels very truthful and familiar but it's just like, if you combined everything that made you feel nervous or awkward or insecure in high school with everything that made your friends feel that way and shoved it all into one boarding school student, that's this girl, and so the magnitude of it is sort of overwhelming and eventually beats you down.  It's an experience.  I think it's well done, but it just made me so miserable. 

Now I'm reading Un Lun Dun by China Mieville, which I;m not very far into yet but already seems awesome.  Based on what I've seen so far and what Mikey's told me, it's a YA-ish novel that grabs bits from pretty much every British fantasy tradition--from Narnia to Dr. Who to Mary Poppins, etc etc, and is awesome.  (Anna, just from these first few pages, I'm looking at you--I think you'd like it.  I'll keep you posted.) 

Also I got The Sims 2, and of course that's a disaster.  I mean the awesome kind of disaster, though.  Where I played for like 12 of the first 36 hours I had the game, at least.  We won't talk about that. 

Apr. 19th, 2008

kels, dtkitty

Oh Who Are The People In Your Neighborhood?

Yesterday, the people in my neighborhood included a muppet, at least two very public pot-smokers, and an astronomer/astrologist with a big-ass telescope. 

When I looked out my window yesterday morning, I saw a film crew setting up at the little playground across the street.  When Mikey left for work, I told him to look at the signs and see who it was--"New York, I Love You" has been filming in the area, so I thought it might be them.  He called to tell me it was actually Sesame Street.  Sesame Street was shooting on location right outside my window.  So, I kept an eye out, and at one point saw what looked like a muppet, so I went out to have a look.   It definitely was--not one I recognized, but it was red and had orange hair on its head.  It was chatting with an adorable little girl in the park.  As I walked past the shoot and down the next block to CVS, a dude walked past me just...smoking a joint.  Just some guy, on the street, smoking a joint.  Like a hundred feet away from Sesame Street.  Then at a bar last night there was like a 30 second period where the entire place just completely smelled of pot, but no one knew where it was coming from.

On our was home from said bar, we passed through the little "square" (except it's a triangle...) across the street.  There was this sort of hippie-kindergarten teacher-librarian kind of guy there with a ginormous telescope, letting passersby take turns looking at Saturn and talking about how it's  a whole planet made of gas, and it's however many million miles away--but also that  "Some would say, it's in us.  The space-time difference between you and Saturn is zero."  So...who the hell knows.  But I mean, that was cool.

Also, the window's been open in here for a few days because there's this doowop group that's been hanging out at the new Grom across the street in the afternoons, and I like to listen to them while I do homework.  (P.S. the gelato at Grom is SO good.  SO good.  But I will make a point of also eating lots of sorbet from Cones this summer, because they're a community business, and I support that, which just means that I will have to double my frozen desserts consumption, I guess.) 

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