Saturday, January 05, 2008
Friday, January 04, 2008
Apparently I'm a Democrat
Eric will be so proud.
Although I have to say, this poll is behind the times: Dodd and Biden dropped out of the race already.
82% Hillary Clinton
82% Barack Obama
79% Bill Richardson
78% John Edwards
77% Chris Dodd
70% Joe Biden
64% Dennis Kucinich
63% Mike Gravel
60% Rudy Giuliani
56% John McCain
47% Mitt Romney
43% Mike Huckabee
34% Fred Thompson
30% Tom Tancredo
14% Ron Paul
2008 Presidential Candidate Matching Quiz
Although I have to say, this poll is behind the times: Dodd and Biden dropped out of the race already.
82% Hillary Clinton
82% Barack Obama
79% Bill Richardson
78% John Edwards
77% Chris Dodd
70% Joe Biden
64% Dennis Kucinich
63% Mike Gravel
60% Rudy Giuliani
56% John McCain
47% Mitt Romney
43% Mike Huckabee
34% Fred Thompson
30% Tom Tancredo
14% Ron Paul
2008 Presidential Candidate Matching Quiz
New Year’s resolutions are for…
…anyone but me.
However, I’m not so much of a humbug to not wish the world wide internet a big, fat, Happy New Year! Even if it is a few days late.
I’d like to pretend that I was far too busy with more important things to be more timely, but that’s simply not true. I have done really exciting things like go to work, write essays for my Boren Fellowship application, watch four episodes from season six of Gilmore Girls while Anthony whines and rocks back and forth in the corner, harass the neighbors (one of my specialties) and force my dog on their laps, and (gasp!) join Facebook.
Could I take a moment to say something about Facebook? (As if you have a choice…) Who the hell invented this thing??? I have to say that, after working for the past three years in the IT industry, this is the most inefficient and cluttered user interface I’ve ever seen. I’m not saying the idea is bad, just the execution. I spent far too many hours of my time on previous social networks like Friendster (and I am sure Facebook will eventually travel the same route to obscurity) so there should be no question about my affinity for these services. But I am not the hugest fan of complicated webpages. Other than the fact that my generation and those that succeeded us have grown up with computers and can logick (like that word invention? Cuz I do) their way through bad programming, Facebook is a difficult medium. You have to navigate away from your profile to leave messages on a friend’s “wall” and it honestly took me over an hour to find my own profile. It’s not particularly intuitive. I would never recommend this website to anyone in my mother’s generation or older. Unless they’re like my grandfather and were magically ahead of the curve (something about working on computers for the Navy, way back before Al Gore invented the internet).
So that’s my rant on Facebook. I doubt I will spend a lot of time there, if only because I really can find better things to do with my time. I have these really great time-wasters (thanks for the new word, Eric) like graduate school and balancing my checkbook that tend to take a higher priority. However, I did love touching base with an old friend from high school. Although we attended different high schools, Katy and I used to work at CVS together and she was my Pookah since I turned 16 and was legally able to work. We ended up going to college together and were inseparable for a while. But time passed and our lives took different paths. She is now married to her college sweetheart, living in FL, and working as a nurse. I honestly couldn’t be happier for her and am so proud of who she is today. Way to go, hoochie!
So, back to New Year’s. Anthony and I spent New Year’s Eve on the couch because, as far as we knew, all our friends were out of town. We rang in 2008 with Monty Python and the Holy Grail, the Kathie Griffin marathon on Bravo, a bottle of Moet, and the only redeemable minute of Dick Clark’s New Year’s Eve (you know, the part where Dick Clark actually hosted – the last 30 seconds of 2007). As far as New Year’s Eves go, this one was pretty awesome.
Kind of related to that whole New Year’s theme is a new idea I thought we would put into action. Since I’m such a raving lunatic during the semester, and Anthony has every right to call me lovely four-lettered terms, I thought we should try to consistently take time out to be with each other. Since last fall, I really only see Anthony’s back as he cooks dinner, or washes dishes, or plays video games (on mute, no less – can’t disturb Ryan’s cone of silence!). And he has only seen my forehead, which peaks out above my laptop monitor. So I thought we’d start “date night.”
I know Andrew will be the first in line to tell me how corny that is, but we had our first “date” last Saturday at this great little French restaurant in our neighborhood called Napolean. The place comes highly recommended because, as far as DC restaurants go, this place is moderately priced and the food is excellent. We shared lamb lollipops and then I got the rack of lamb and he got the rabbit fricassee – everything was just perfectly cooked. Yum.
Anyway, it was nice, and it was relaxing. And I could see Anthony’s face – and he could see mine. It was refreshing.
We had also gone to Zoolights at the National Zoo prior to our dinner. Although the actual exhibit was lame, I got to hold Anthony’s hand as we walked around and pushed toddlers out of our path. It was pretty groovy. (Right up until my mom called and told Anthony he was a big, squawking chicken for not asking me to marry him yet – which she then went on to explain is why she bought him a YELLOW dutch oven in particular so he would know that she knows that he is “yell’r!”)
This week we are sharing our “date night” this week with our friend Marilyn and her friend, Liz. First we will spend some time at the National Portrait Gallery (sans the other ladies) and then meet up with Marilyn and Liz at Zatinya, a Spanish tapas restaurant that Marilyn tells me is her absolute favorite DC restaurant. I love tapas and I saw that the restaurant has Turkish coffee, along with a decent wine and drink menu, so I figured, “Happy hour!”
Once we’re done getting filled up on caffeine and booze, we’re heading out to the theatre to see Sweeney Todd, the only horror musical I’ve ever heard of. I hear it will be delightful. (And I’ll try to let you know how it goes.)
However, I’m not so much of a humbug to not wish the world wide internet a big, fat, Happy New Year! Even if it is a few days late.
I’d like to pretend that I was far too busy with more important things to be more timely, but that’s simply not true. I have done really exciting things like go to work, write essays for my Boren Fellowship application, watch four episodes from season six of Gilmore Girls while Anthony whines and rocks back and forth in the corner, harass the neighbors (one of my specialties) and force my dog on their laps, and (gasp!) join Facebook.
Could I take a moment to say something about Facebook? (As if you have a choice…) Who the hell invented this thing??? I have to say that, after working for the past three years in the IT industry, this is the most inefficient and cluttered user interface I’ve ever seen. I’m not saying the idea is bad, just the execution. I spent far too many hours of my time on previous social networks like Friendster (and I am sure Facebook will eventually travel the same route to obscurity) so there should be no question about my affinity for these services. But I am not the hugest fan of complicated webpages. Other than the fact that my generation and those that succeeded us have grown up with computers and can logick (like that word invention? Cuz I do) their way through bad programming, Facebook is a difficult medium. You have to navigate away from your profile to leave messages on a friend’s “wall” and it honestly took me over an hour to find my own profile. It’s not particularly intuitive. I would never recommend this website to anyone in my mother’s generation or older. Unless they’re like my grandfather and were magically ahead of the curve (something about working on computers for the Navy, way back before Al Gore invented the internet).
So that’s my rant on Facebook. I doubt I will spend a lot of time there, if only because I really can find better things to do with my time. I have these really great time-wasters (thanks for the new word, Eric) like graduate school and balancing my checkbook that tend to take a higher priority. However, I did love touching base with an old friend from high school. Although we attended different high schools, Katy and I used to work at CVS together and she was my Pookah since I turned 16 and was legally able to work. We ended up going to college together and were inseparable for a while. But time passed and our lives took different paths. She is now married to her college sweetheart, living in FL, and working as a nurse. I honestly couldn’t be happier for her and am so proud of who she is today. Way to go, hoochie!
So, back to New Year’s. Anthony and I spent New Year’s Eve on the couch because, as far as we knew, all our friends were out of town. We rang in 2008 with Monty Python and the Holy Grail, the Kathie Griffin marathon on Bravo, a bottle of Moet, and the only redeemable minute of Dick Clark’s New Year’s Eve (you know, the part where Dick Clark actually hosted – the last 30 seconds of 2007). As far as New Year’s Eves go, this one was pretty awesome.
Kind of related to that whole New Year’s theme is a new idea I thought we would put into action. Since I’m such a raving lunatic during the semester, and Anthony has every right to call me lovely four-lettered terms, I thought we should try to consistently take time out to be with each other. Since last fall, I really only see Anthony’s back as he cooks dinner, or washes dishes, or plays video games (on mute, no less – can’t disturb Ryan’s cone of silence!). And he has only seen my forehead, which peaks out above my laptop monitor. So I thought we’d start “date night.”
I know Andrew will be the first in line to tell me how corny that is, but we had our first “date” last Saturday at this great little French restaurant in our neighborhood called Napolean. The place comes highly recommended because, as far as DC restaurants go, this place is moderately priced and the food is excellent. We shared lamb lollipops and then I got the rack of lamb and he got the rabbit fricassee – everything was just perfectly cooked. Yum.
Anyway, it was nice, and it was relaxing. And I could see Anthony’s face – and he could see mine. It was refreshing.
We had also gone to Zoolights at the National Zoo prior to our dinner. Although the actual exhibit was lame, I got to hold Anthony’s hand as we walked around and pushed toddlers out of our path. It was pretty groovy. (Right up until my mom called and told Anthony he was a big, squawking chicken for not asking me to marry him yet – which she then went on to explain is why she bought him a YELLOW dutch oven in particular so he would know that she knows that he is “yell’r!”)
This week we are sharing our “date night” this week with our friend Marilyn and her friend, Liz. First we will spend some time at the National Portrait Gallery (sans the other ladies) and then meet up with Marilyn and Liz at Zatinya, a Spanish tapas restaurant that Marilyn tells me is her absolute favorite DC restaurant. I love tapas and I saw that the restaurant has Turkish coffee, along with a decent wine and drink menu, so I figured, “Happy hour!”
Once we’re done getting filled up on caffeine and booze, we’re heading out to the theatre to see Sweeney Todd, the only horror musical I’ve ever heard of. I hear it will be delightful. (And I’ll try to let you know how it goes.)
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