Hipster is the new Yuppie

From the [awesome 1998] movie Last Days of Disco:

Des McGrath: Do yuppies even exist? No one says, "I am a yuppie," it's always the other guy who's a yuppie. I think for a group to exist, somebody has to admit to be part of it. Dan Powers: Of course yuppies exist. Most people would say you two are prime specimens.

This weekend I went to this place that was so full of hipsters, it was all I could do not to openly gawk... and Des' above quote came to mind. I mean, would any of them admit to being a hipster? Doubtful. But when witnessed in such a herd, it was impossible to deny their existence. Also impossible to not be a little creeped out.

Will the apartment please stop swaying? I'd like to get off

So let's file this under "things they never tell you BEFORE you do something". I returned Saturday from a 7 day cruise to the Bahamas with Steve, which was delightful and relaxing and all kinds of nice.

I did my fair share of time being seasick while I was on the ship (on my worst day, I believe the phrase "F*#k the F@~king ocean" escaped my lips), but Dramamine and slowly getting my sea legs made it go away relatively well.

However, despite being back that I'm back on dry land, my sea sickness is showing no signs of stopping nor adhering the laws of physics and decency. I just googled this phenomenon, and apparently it is pretty common. Ugh! This is not what I signed up for.

Strangely enough, Steve wasn't sick at all on the boat, but he too is experiencing it now that we're back. Apparently we have confused our inner ears and will be paying the consequences for another week. I don't know if that all you can eat buffet was worth it. Make it stop.

National Treasure – Day of Reckoning

Sure, sometimes I like to make snap judgments. One example is when I first watched the preview for the movie National Treasure: Book of Secrets. I didn’t see the first installment of this movie franchise, but as soon as I saw the preview for the sequel, I renamed it “National Treasure – Day of Reckoning” and would say in one breath whenever I saw a tv commercial or billboard for it “OhGodThereItIsNationalTreasureDayOfReckoningTheWorstMovieofAllTime!!!” If you’d "like to confirm this, just ask Steve or Ang, who had to put up with me saying this all the time.



Looking back, it was a little unfair. Fun, but unfair probably.

Anyway, today I’m stuck on an airplane, and guess what I’m stuck with watching? Yep. I could have just not watched I guess, but after about 15 minutes, curiosity of the badness got the best of me.

Here are a few of my favorite quotes:

“The president’s secret book… for presidents, by presidents and for presidents’ eyes only.”

"Of course somebody else is after the treasure. It’s the axiom of treasure hunting."

“Okay..it’s tee time chaps.”

“This is an extinct, exceedingly rare language.” (which one is it?)

“Your great great grandfather killed President Lincoln1” – spoken by a random 6 year old

“Last time I checked, we pretty much make our living off crazy.”

aaaaaaaaaaaaand my favorite:

“He carved Mount Rushmore in order to erase the map’s landmarks that would lead to the City of Gold.”

So is it the worst movie of all time? You tell me.

p.s. Helen Mirren plays Nick Cage's mom in this. what??

p.p.s. I suspect that the people sitting on either side of me must be really wondering what the hell I'm doing typing down quotes from this trainwreck of a movie. It's a risk I have to take though.

Easy source of blog content

You know, I'm always thinking that I have nothing to write about on my blog, and there are many gems of IM conversations that are completely forgotten overlooked, never to be seen again.

Well no more! I plan to post some of the more entertaining IM conversations. Like this one I had today with Ang about the this McCain supporters video.

angelaiscaustic: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MaP9eiWuX3s
WTF?!?!?!
me: these ladies are HORRIBLE singers
angelaiscaustic: its like im watching it
but my brain is rejecting it
me: hahaha
my ears are bleeding. thanks.
Sent at 1:57 PM on Wednesday
angelaiscaustic: ha sorry
the old lady is terrifying
me: GET OUT OF MY HEAD
angelaiscaustic: hahahahhaha
me: i was just going to say, waht the fuck is up with the old lady
i mean, really?
Sent at 1:59 PM on Wednesday
angelaiscaustic: with the weird eyebrow come hither thing towards the end?
Sent at 2:00 PM on Wednesday
me: i didn't watch that part
and hells if i'm watching it again
angelaiscaustic: its at like 2:08
hahhahaha

Happy Easter - A Photo Essay

OOh! A peep with my latte...















Wait a minute, I hate peeps...














You know, it's not half bad....















A watery end.

StoryCorp

So, I've been looking the past few months for some kind of volunteer opportunity. I figure, I'm not in school anymore, and I have some free time, but I want to find something that I find truly interesting and worthwhile. Well, I think I've narrowed it down to StoryCorp.

In a nutshell, StoryCorp is a nonprofit project that allows everyday people to record stories from their lives through being interviewed by someone in their lives. They have these interview booths set up all over the country, and then they edit them and make them available on the web and the radio.

Many of these stories are truly fascinating. They can be heartbreaking, hilarious, thoughtful... What is most interesting is that they are real. This is the kind of history that inspires me, and I think too often falls through the cracks, lost forever.

So, take a listen. Subscribe to the free podcast if you like what you hear. Or even better, record your own story with someone you love/admire and want to know more about.





As far as how I will be assisting StoryCorp in a volunteer capacity - I'm not sure. They are headquarted in the Brooklyn though, so I'll keep you posted.

DRUMS!

When I read the premise of this video, I thought it was kind of lame. But watching it made me really happy for some reason. Enjoy:


Oh, and I haven't written much lately because I've been really sick (well maybe that's not why I haven't blogged much, since I rarely blog even when I'm well, but I have def been sick for almost 3 weeks). I am so effing over this.