Thanks to Katie Roberts for this one. aaaahahahahahah, enjoy
On 04.29.10, In Findings, By Sarah
I am thrown off by this ‘cold weather’. Thursday was gorgeous and almost 80 degrees. Yesterday, we awoke to a 40 on our dashboard. What the hell happened here?
First off, turn on your radios this weekend. It’s the 50 hour marathon where two DJs stay up for fifty hours to raise money for a local charity. I did this as a sophomore. Granted you can donate money, participate in the midnight scavenger hunt (tonight, Saturday, at midnight- the midnight into Sunday) or you can just listen to some really funny radio. Either on the dial at 91.7FM, wicb.org, vicradio.org, annnnnd you can watch it and hear it on ICTV, channel 16.
Now, here’s some stuff. If you already don’t like Oprah like I don’t like her, read this. It will make you ‘hate’ her even more. It’s Deborah Soloman’s ‘Questions For…’ with the author of the new UNauthorized biography of Oprah (hell yes!) Kitty Kelley. A name you want to hate, and you will, but check out what she’s saying here. It’s a reminder that Oprah made the right move to ‘retire’ her talk show.
Here is a story about a house built in a hill. Which, yes, does sound like a lyric- but that picture is enticing and makes me want my home in a hill. But I’m not moving to Switzerland anytime soon.
Next weekend: the Flaming Lips are playing at Cornell….SOLD OUT…at Barton Hall. Get amped!!
Last, but not least, I read about this on notdrugs, and immediately crapped my pants. Wilco is ‘curating’ a three day festival in North Adams, MA- which is in Western Massachusetts (technically in the middle of nowhere within Western Mass.) this August. Tickets went on sale yesterday and are 85 bucks. Once June first hits, its a hundo. You already know I’m there. (Riley, I think you ought to make up for last time with this…) Here’s your info.
On 03.16.10, In Findings, By Sarah
So Spring Break, right? It’s Eels, James Brown and On The Beach (thanks, michael) while riding my bike through a neighborhood that I cannot manage to get lost in, despite the fact that I do not know my way around. It’s all a big circle. After many rainy days, OK-two rainy days, and a completed/mailed internship application to Chicago Public Radio and a house to myself I am enjoying time however I want. In the last day I’ve eaten about an entire pound of green grapes. Also, I am on the look out for an inexpensive road bike to purchase. Please keep me informed. Until then, here are things I want to share with you that I’ve stumbled upon.
VICE magazine. I want to work there, maybe. Here we have this. The picture below compliments it well I think.
Also, VICE brings us the latest in butt health.
click the pic for the story
Basically everything YOU are interested in comes from VICE’s latest publication……check her out.
Also, there’s GOOD magazine. Here is an interactive on the two earthquakes that recently quaked Chile and Haiti. And if you are a ‘young adult’ (yes, erica, we are growing up SOMETIME soon…) you might want to move away to explore something new. Four of these cities are in Texas. The only two people I’ve ever met FROM Texas (Austin, that is) are really great, smart people. Don’t write it off. Until then, peruse some internet, ride some bikes and listen to poly-sonic-pleasantness, however you may define it.
On 02.16.10, In Events, By Sarah
I am glad that the Saints won the bowl. And it makes anyone even happier for Mardi Gras because New Orleans deserves all the good economy it can get. I love it! Although I have never given up anything for lent (I’m not starting now) one of my favorite things to do is exercise my self control. Even though it is exercising self control for something I could never believe in, I still enjoy people bettering themselves and personal motivation. Whatever you might give up, I’ve seen friends give up pop, chocolate, other unmentionables and their favorite foods, good luck with that! I’m going to enjoy things in moderation, but also enjoy them!
My only real personal story relating to Mardi Gras goes back to eighth grade, first year of french class. My best friend at the time, Robin, and I were one of many groups who had to bake a King’s Cake. The King’s Cake has a tiny plastic baby in it (I know, woahhh) and whomever gets the small plastic infant in their bite of cake, they are the King for the day. Our cake involved a lot of frosting dye (purple, green and yellow of course) and it was a kind of cinnamon role deliciousness cake. I kind of wish I had some now.
Now this holiday has a lot of religious celebrations and is originally a religious holiday. I am not sorry that religion has never been a part of my life, and my only story typically revolves around food. I don’t mean any disrespect here, I just only know the cake side. And since I’ve never traveled to New Orleans (which I would one day for Mardi Gras) and am now only 21, I’ve never had the uncontrollable drunken experience of Mardi Gras. I’m sure some readers out there have.
Any good Mardi Gras stories out there to share? Lets hear them, please!
On 01.20.10, In Rants, By Sarah
When its time to slow down. Wait, when is it time to slow down? Is the the fact that we are the multi-task generation? Or is the the fact that we are so multi-task that almost everyone I know can’t do two things at once? We’ve lost focus of the real things important in our lives like face to face friendships (why I don’t have Facebook/didn’t let it take over my life). People are on adderall, whether or not its prescribed to them. More and more young children, as publications tell us, are being ‘over-parented’ and controlled beyond belief. (What will our kids be like??) You know them and I know them, the people around campus who use it to get their work done, get the A. It really freaks me out. We’ve lost celebs to prescription drugs because the people close to them never did anything about it (Heath Ledger, Michael Jackson, maybbbbe Brittany Murphy? and more…) I know this all sounds like a drastic comparison, but if we don’t ever look at it or ignore crazy things happening they might just continue to happen.
Our society is focused on instant news and information. The reason the Tonight Show was tanking in the first place is the fact that by the time we get to 11:35p to hear the day’s jokes- so much has been said that it’s old news. It’s no one’s fault (well, maybe Jay Leno’s). Our constant age-of-anxiety lives are too much to handle. Life is progressing forward and we are all in a hurry to do whatever it is that is constantly stressing us out. We are in a hurry to do things that sometimes don’t even matter or contribute. I want to give you some advice from piecing things together, specifically from GOOD.
Here is something grand. I recommend everyone just slow down and read it. Also, if you need a good read here’s another.
On 01.18.10, In Contributors, By Sarah
Wait a minute. Before I say anything else I want to address Riley’s no. 1 new years resolution.
First of all, and finally, you aren’t choosing not to eat organic because you disagree with it. Also, you stray from local food for normal reasons, not weird ones. You are simply trying to save money. So I think we ought to address the fact that you really are just a college student who wants to not spend a lot on food (which is all of us, helllllo.) So please stop addressing it this way. Its not that it feels incorrect, just stupid.
Also you have my dad’s paperbacks of Joan Didion and Hunter Thompson. (Actually Ivory has the latter, eh?) I am using this as a public declaration to wanting them back and hoping that this will give me good results.
i swear to whatever god that this is what came up on google image when i searched your FULL name. i couldnt help myself but include it.
OK. I’m done.
On 11.16.09, In Rants, By Riley
“Group hopes to pass Good Samaritan policy at college,” but really, the group just wants to get blackout drunk, pass out outside their Circle Apartment in a puddle of vomit, have a cop find them, and not get in trouble for acting like an idiot.
According to the Ithacan article, “the policy would grant amnesty (pardon, let them be idiots) to all people involved in the situation: the person who called Public Safety, and the person in need of medical attention.”
I suppose this is a good thing, to relieve students of getting in trouble when their holding the hair back of a student crouched over a toilet screaming “I think I’m dying, I’m never going to drink again! EVARRR!” in between spews of vomit. Just because you won’t get in trouble, doesn’t mean it’s okay to drink a whole bottle of rum.
amnesty international
thumbs up to this policy
Not that I advocate drinking to the point that you black out, but some of my fondest college memories come from watching friends who probably should have gotten medical attention, but we neglected to, and a certain friend would scream about “the staple in his fucking ear” from a 300 costume on Halloween, or when I had to tackle him because mid-vomit he almost confused my computer for the trash can.
The Medical Amnesty Protocol has been in effect at Cornell since 2006. Authorities “practice the policy so students are not afraid to ask for help,” and it “aims to increase the likelihood of students calling for medical assistance in an alcohol-related emergency.” According to the Ithacan article from November 12th, “the amount of calls to Cornell’s public safety office doubled while the amount of alcohol consumed remained the same compared to before and after the policy was passed.” The policy doesn’t make it permissible to drink yourself to death.
Students, drunkards, and idiots, I urge you to oppose the Good Samaritan Bill: It is for weaklings. Drink up, vomit in your trash can, and drink a glass of water before going to bed. Alcohol Poisoning isn’t that bad, you just pass out for a long time so your organs can focus on getting all the alcohol out of your body, it’s the closest you’ll get to time traveling.
I jest, of course, if you have a friend in need, go ahead and call the authorities, but I do not believe the Good Samaritan policy should be viewed as an excuse to drink in excess of excess.
On 11.09.09, In Findings, By Riley
We’re not Ivy League, our 1960′s academic buildings look like they’re straight out of Anchorman, and dozens of our students live in a glorified trailer. But at least e-mails full of sexual conduct between two staff people haven’t leaked to the whole campus, like it did at Cornell. Check it. The e-mail exchanges leaked to the whole campus.
With the exception of that guy that works on the maintenance staff and the woman from the dining hall who can be seen smooching by Chapel Pond when their breaks coincide, there is not much inter-faculty/staff relations. (Peter Johanns/ April Johanns is a different story – I’ve seen the name change in the e-mails to Park students, but I’ve never seen you in real life.)
loves the tickle
On 11.07.09, In Findings, By Riley
Childhood stars will grow up and always be remembered for whatever role it was they had in their youth. That guy from the Wonder Years was in some sitcom a few years ago, but I just remember him from the Wonder Years. Screech from Saved by the Bell is a standup comic/porn star now, but I’m sure everyone that sees him imagines him as the curly-haired nerd stuck in a locker. Lance Bass from N*Sync almost went into space, but then came out of the closet, but he was just remembered for being the vulnerable looking one from N*Sync. Which bring us to Kevin Richardson, remember him, from the Backstreet Boys? He was the darker one, the quieter one. No, not AJ. Here, remember?
Since his BSB days, Richardson has been working with animals – in a BIG way.
he wanted it this way
Now 32, Richardson lives with giant cats in South Africa. That’s more than Nick Carter can say. He was recently jailed for assaulting brother, Aaron.
On 10.29.09, In Food & Drink, By Riley
I’m walking around Wegmans the other day, and naturally, I’m drawn to the beer displays. A huge stack of Budweiser Select 30s stick out to me. Black cans with red type and whitish/silvery designs.
bud select
The label of Bud Select, Budweisers newer, low calorie product, is eerily similar to that of Coke Zero; Coke’s newer lower calorie product.
coke zero
See what I mean?
Budweiser, the original, and regular Coca-Cola have not-so-different labels themselves. Classic red and white, as seen in Labor Day cookout coolers seen growing up.
What does that mean? The weaker of each of the Bud and Coke family. Bud Light and Diet Coke. They’re labels aren’t similar. Blue and silver, with a little bit of red on Bud Light, silver and red for Diet Coke. They’re the “other” in each of the families. The black sheep. Ugly duckling. And what can we say about their drinkers? Women who work in offices, rationalizing the half-dozen eclaires they have at lunch by the Diet Coke they had as a mid-morning snack. “You want a salad?” / “No, I’ll have a Diet Coke. And the rack of ribs.”
think this, but more arm pudge
And the Bud Light drinkers. “Bro, you want a beer?” / “If by beer you mean Bud Light then hell yes Broseph!”
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