Monthly Archives: March 2010

Cosplay

If you’re wearing a suit everyday, does that make you a Mad Men cosplay enthusiast?

Actual Mad Man

Mad Men cosplayer George Clooney

Mad Men cosplayer Jack Welch

Mad Men cosplayer Jack Welch

Mad Men cosplayer Barack Obama no doubt at some cosplay convention

Mad Men cosplayer Barack Obama at some cosplay convention

Full-blown Mad Men otaku cosplayer Barney Stinson

Full blown Mad Men cosplay otaku Barney Stinson

Not so good at the cosplay, but Joe Biden is a big fucking deal

Not so big on the cosplay, but Joe Biden is one big fucking deal

Monogrammed Shirts

Yesterday, while out on a work lunch with my coworkers and boss, I noticed that the man sitting next to us was wearing a shirt with monogrammed cuffs. “Stylish,” I thought, until I saw the initials embroidered: BRB. Oh, what a cruel fate it is to be given those initials in the age of the intertubes. Speaking of, apparently the use of the term intertubes is mostly a West Coast college thing. I was hanging out at a co-op in DC the other night with some friends of my slightly-older-than-me-but-not-enough-so-that-we-look-very-different-in-age-but-then-again-maybe-she-just-looks-young-and-I-look-very-old-oh-woe-is-me cousin and used the term and no one understood what I was talking about until I explained it to them. I was sad. But they had good carrot-tomato-ginger soup, so then I was happy. No one was wearing monogrammed shirts. I’m wearing a monogrammed shirt right now. The initials says PC. That stands for “politically correct,” which is funny, because I’m not. And Windows 7 was not my idea, but I’d be glad to say that it was if I get paid to do so.

Monkeys

are funny.

Refreshments at Intermission

You know, I’ve always noticed that the refreshment bars at concert halls have really nice and overpriced alcoholic beverages during intermission that I can legally purchase to spite my underage friends who also happen to be at said concert halls. However, in addition to the obvious consequence of alienating aforementioned underage friends, I also realized that the 20-25 minutes allocated to intermission isn’t quite enough time to enjoy a $20 glass of champagne. I mean, it could be from a $5 bottle of bubbly that I would otherwise down in the same amount of time behind the back of said concert hall, but the fact that I spent $20 on a tiny glass would probably make me want to savor every moment. Same with beer. But I wouldn’t have that time.

So I was wondering, why do people drink during intermission? Is it that they’re just extremely classy alcoholics who desperately need a fix between acts? Or is it one of those weird hobbies that people have, like collecting (unused) airplane sickbags and comparing different experiences or whatever? You know, people who are like “Oh, I had a Heineken at the Kennedy Center and it was served at a much more appropriate temperature than the one I had at the Met” or “the champagne choice for the Wien Staatsoper was quite appropriate for Wagner’s Lohengrin, though heaven forbid if they served it during the Ring Cycle.” Or maybe it’s one of those tourist experiences that you have to do, like bungee jump off a playground jungle gym. Who knows?

Internships!

You know, for the longest time since I was a little child I thought that “intern” was a euphemism for “person you had inappropriate relationships with.” Like a hooker or an adulteress. Guess I have certain world events in my childhood to blame for that…

He knows what an intern is 😉

Musicians: Artists or Terrorists?

Now, I’m sure many of you don’t carry an instrument on an airplane. That’s because you are lame. Anyway, if you are part of the awesome community of instrument-carrying folk, you will have experienced lengthy security checks at airports where they swab your instrument to see if they have any traces of explosives because you know, the power of music is quite explosive. Something like that.

EXPLOSIONS OF AWESOMENESS!

So I was wondering, do they check all instruments? I’ve seen accordions and guitars checked, but would they do clarinets? I mean, clarinets kind of do look like rifles that you assemble (in my mind). Flutes not so much. Speaking of, would they check tin whistles? If I snuck a tin whistle past security and suddenly whipped it out and started playing the into to “My Heart Will Go On”, would the air marshal tackle me to the ground for attempting to commit an act of terrorism? Or does the fact that I’ve already started playing that Celine Dion tune constitute as an act of terrorizing people?

Speaking of terrorizing people, a great title for a horror movie:

BOTTLENECK: WHEN LANES MERGE

It’s Saint Patrick’s Day!

Oh wait, it isn’t….damn.