Thursday, May 12, 2005


Nine Inch Nails
I need to check in with my chakra crystals, my horoscope or my psychiatrist, because I've stopped biting my nails.

Granted I'm only 3 or 4 weeks in to this thing, but still, this is one bad habit I've fought for 28 years. I know it's a habit that comes with my nerves: I've consciously thought I should stop biting my nails this very minute during stressful moments in my life, like when my dad was in the hospital or when UK was playing big time games (shameless plug for the Wildcats goes here).

I don't know what I owe this blanket of calm to, but I'll take it with a side of hashbrowns any day.

Don't Be Fresh
Actually, please be fresh. Very fresh. On my list of things to do this week: stop by Cincinnati's Findlay Market. I remember my parents taking me there when I was a little girl of 8 or 9, my hair in golden pigtails. It's this huge outdoor farmers market that's chock full of local vegetables, fruit, meat, cheese and other goods. I'm always a big fan of supporting the little guy when doing my grocery shopping, so this is a good place to feel the melons and such. Besides, there's nothing better than fresh, home grown tomatoes with fresh mozzerella and fresh basil. Drizzle some olive oil (e-v-o-o if you're a fan of Rachael Ray Honorary Big Sis) and balsamic vinegar and it's an orgasm on a plate.

Under The Table and Dreaming...
Of Dave Matthew's old style of music. I ran out like all the other groupies and am a bit disappointed. The sound isn't as big, isn't as flavorful as UTTAD and Crash. Stand Up is a bit more simplistic, and his lyrics are very much an attempt at musical activism. There are a few fun, summery, drinking-Iced-Tea-or-G & Ts-on-a-Friday-afternoon type songs. Dreamgirl, Hello Again, Louisiana Bayou and Stolen Away on 55th & 3rd all get thumbs up. Everything else, uh, nope.

A Mental Institution in South Africa?
Dave Matthews is from South Africa, and he's even had some tough times in his life to overcome, but he's not the Dave in trouble. Several media outlets are reporting that Dave Chappelle has checked himself in. This comes on the heels of a production and release delay of his hit show Chappelle's Show. I don't know what his deal is, but I hope this dude gets things fixed soon because he one funny mother effer.

Cuffed and Stuffed
You don't have to wear your heart on your sleeve, but what about a cool beer cuff? It's a hip sterling bracelet featuring a bit of your favorite beer can. For chicks and dudes alike, I am doing everything I can to prevent myself from buying a cool PBR one. This week, that is. Next week, oh yes, it will be mine.

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