I want to be grumpily sitting in a cafe 10pm with friends and loved ones, gasbagging about nothing, fumbling with my latte. Having difficulty reading the little words in the menu.
Wait, I'm doing that already...
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Showing posts with label Celebrations. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
When I grow up
I want to be grumpily sitting in a cafe 10pm with friends and loved ones, gasbagging about nothing, fumbling with my latte. Having difficulty reading the little words in the menu.
Wait, I'm doing that already...
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Or What You Will
The wait for the tickets to see Twelfth Night in Central park yesterday was most definitely worth it.
Twelfth Night on the twelfth night!
It was very enjoyable and the players were all rollicking. Special kudos to bumbling Sir Andrew, played by Hamish Linklater, who had the crowd it fits of laughter with his awkward composure.
very fortunate for the beautiful weather. Summer is here!
Twelfth Night on the twelfth night!
It was very enjoyable and the players were all rollicking. Special kudos to bumbling Sir Andrew, played by Hamish Linklater, who had the crowd it fits of laughter with his awkward composure.
very fortunate for the beautiful weather. Summer is here!
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Uplifting
I have just returned from watching Pixar's latest offering, Up.
I have always been a fan of pixar movies; I must have seen the original Toy Story a dozen times, on good old VHS. Nemo has a soft place in me because of it's Sydney setting, while I found wall-e to be intelligent and thought provoking (the end credits were especially beautifully hand made). Up, meanwhile, resonated with me in a different way.
Something about the theme of growing out with your significant other, losing him/her and then having to cope and continue to live life alone without your better half is something harrowingly saddening for me. Up explores this idea under the guise of a funny and beautifully narrated story, and every single time it touched on the topic it bought a tear to my eye; Maddie thought I was a nut.
Up is certainly not the most heroic (Incredibles), cerebral (Wall-E) or characteristically far fetching (Monsters, Inc.) of all the Pixar movies that have come before it- but something about it; the earthy theme, the scout in us we can all relate to, the grumpy old man we all know and love- makes it all the more endearing and original. Naysayers such as bankers who predicted that Up would have difficulty lifting off because of " its geriatric action hero"can stuff themselves; "wall street analyists" haven't gotten much right lately now, have they? We might as well stop listening to what they are charged to say.
I can see the influence of Miyazaki's studio Ghibli work slowly proliferating into Disney (which now owns Ghibli); the entire premise of a floating house exploring unknown land was previously probed by Howl's moving castle, and it also had other elements of previous disney movies in it too; you will catch references to the Lion King, Toy Story and probably more my slow eye (distracted by the 3D glasses) cannot see. I say this cross polination of ideas and creativity is an awesome breath of fresh air. The Japanese simply don't think like anybody else on this planet.
Here's to you, my two amazing widowed Grandmas currently living a life as if it were always lifted by a houseful of colourful helium balloons.
I have always been a fan of pixar movies; I must have seen the original Toy Story a dozen times, on good old VHS. Nemo has a soft place in me because of it's Sydney setting, while I found wall-e to be intelligent and thought provoking (the end credits were especially beautifully hand made). Up, meanwhile, resonated with me in a different way.
Something about the theme of growing out with your significant other, losing him/her and then having to cope and continue to live life alone without your better half is something harrowingly saddening for me. Up explores this idea under the guise of a funny and beautifully narrated story, and every single time it touched on the topic it bought a tear to my eye; Maddie thought I was a nut.
Up is certainly not the most heroic (Incredibles), cerebral (Wall-E) or characteristically far fetching (Monsters, Inc.) of all the Pixar movies that have come before it- but something about it; the earthy theme, the scout in us we can all relate to, the grumpy old man we all know and love- makes it all the more endearing and original. Naysayers such as bankers who predicted that Up would have difficulty lifting off because of " its geriatric action hero"can stuff themselves; "wall street analyists" haven't gotten much right lately now, have they? We might as well stop listening to what they are charged to say.
I can see the influence of Miyazaki's studio Ghibli work slowly proliferating into Disney (which now owns Ghibli); the entire premise of a floating house exploring unknown land was previously probed by Howl's moving castle, and it also had other elements of previous disney movies in it too; you will catch references to the Lion King, Toy Story and probably more my slow eye (distracted by the 3D glasses) cannot see. I say this cross polination of ideas and creativity is an awesome breath of fresh air. The Japanese simply don't think like anybody else on this planet.
Here's to you, my two amazing widowed Grandmas currently living a life as if it were always lifted by a houseful of colourful helium balloons.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Fathers be good to your Daughters
A new life goal slowly dawned on me over the last year.
I don't know if it was from watching too much Grey's Anatomy, Baby Momma or just the adorable kiddies I find myself hanging with, but I really want a baby. The goal is by the time I am 25.
Certainly will be a good weapon in my arsenal when on a date I want to get out of, aye? I don't know by what method or channel I will make this happen, but it will be interesting to check back in 4 years to see how I have fared with this goal. I realise with this goal in place a lot of other goals are set in motion too.
In the meantime, for the mothers who are mothers, Happy Mothers Day Mum!
It hasn't been until I've moved out that I appreciate completely the holistic greatness of Mothers! Cheers to you all.
photo courtesy of The Sartorialist
sometimes natasha bedingfeld's 'i wanna have your babies' is exactly my sentiment!
Friday, May 8, 2009
The Allergy Dent
So on exactly 8pm last night i hunkered down with a pot of my earl grey to beginning my studying for an online exam. Which was exactly when my phone sounded and my friend marie called. She had cut off her finger.
off to my first American ER adventure we went!
boy was it deja vu! when i was in london i was at a jazz festival event at the cafe in foyles on charing cross road with blair when i'd suddenly felt oddly faint- so i excused myself for the bathroom. before i was even at the counter to ask i was blacked out on the floor! so they'd taken me to ER- the closest one being UCL- when i'd adamantly said no because I knew the only thing they'd tell me was that i was anaemic and i needed to drink water- which was exactly what happend- but after 3 hours of waiting at putting up with drunk attention seeking bums!
no offense bums. just drunk attention seeking bums who like to hang out in the ER.
but marie's finger was quite something!
in perspective of course it was absolutely nothing, i'm glad she's okay, her finger was like a dali painting. i don't know if it was just me. but it reminded me of something like this:
really, it was just the angle it was obscured at that looked completely like marie's almost-amputated finger. was fascinating!
I tried to encourage to name the dent in which she will inherit from this accident after me but we found a better title: at the waiting room the was a young, street-dressed drunk bum who was making ooooooh awwwww owwwww sounds in pain, sneezes and agony and when the wardens would come he would make a wail about how his poor allergy caused him a blocked nose. he was a hoot. a menacing one at that, but still a hoot. so we have decided to commemorate him by naming marie's scar after the allergy.
off to my first American ER adventure we went!
boy was it deja vu! when i was in london i was at a jazz festival event at the cafe in foyles on charing cross road with blair when i'd suddenly felt oddly faint- so i excused myself for the bathroom. before i was even at the counter to ask i was blacked out on the floor! so they'd taken me to ER- the closest one being UCL- when i'd adamantly said no because I knew the only thing they'd tell me was that i was anaemic and i needed to drink water- which was exactly what happend- but after 3 hours of waiting at putting up with drunk attention seeking bums!
no offense bums. just drunk attention seeking bums who like to hang out in the ER.
but marie's finger was quite something!
in perspective of course it was absolutely nothing, i'm glad she's okay, her finger was like a dali painting. i don't know if it was just me. but it reminded me of something like this:
really, it was just the angle it was obscured at that looked completely like marie's almost-amputated finger. was fascinating!
I tried to encourage to name the dent in which she will inherit from this accident after me but we found a better title: at the waiting room the was a young, street-dressed drunk bum who was making ooooooh awwwww owwwww sounds in pain, sneezes and agony and when the wardens would come he would make a wail about how his poor allergy caused him a blocked nose. he was a hoot. a menacing one at that, but still a hoot. so we have decided to commemorate him by naming marie's scar after the allergy.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Celebrating Eva
Today at work, folks decided to celebrate Eva Peron's bday with a vanilla ice cream and cookie dough cake! She would have been 90 today.
What better way to spend 3:30pm-3:50pm. Although I did get very literally showered on on my way to hallmark to get the cake. Happy Birthday Eva! Thanks Eva!
may i add you scrub up much nicer than madonna:
Speaking of Eva's birthday, Eva: I won't forget your birthday this year. That was pretty much one of my new years resolutions!
In the past I have celebrated Monday, the fact that I navigated my car home, the fact that I got lost, the fact I got pickpocketed (with a 1 euro beer bought by 10 a kind gentleman gave me at the police station) the fact that Lewis Hamilton became WORLD CHAMPION.
What are some kooky things you've celebrated?
What better way to spend 3:30pm-3:50pm. Although I did get very literally showered on on my way to hallmark to get the cake. Happy Birthday Eva! Thanks Eva!
may i add you scrub up much nicer than madonna:
Speaking of Eva's birthday, Eva: I won't forget your birthday this year. That was pretty much one of my new years resolutions!
In the past I have celebrated Monday, the fact that I navigated my car home, the fact that I got lost, the fact I got pickpocketed (with a 1 euro beer bought by 10 a kind gentleman gave me at the police station) the fact that Lewis Hamilton became WORLD CHAMPION.
What are some kooky things you've celebrated?
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