DC tops cities for restaurant expansion

How timely! http://www.nrn.com/article/10-strongest-retail-markets
This is good news for the area's explosion of food-related social media outlets...all of which I've looked into for employment opps. The dream lives on...

crowded brain

So many things to write about, so little time! Here's an abridged list:
- new blogger mistakes (lack of focus, inconsistent postings, ignoring SEO strategies)
- foursquare? the feast?
- Eater DC has finally gone live.
- Why didn't I know about Ruth Bourdain??? ...maybe that's why I didn't get hired by Eater.

important debate: scrunchies

Back in or forever out?
http://www.stylelist.com/2010/01/28/hair-scrunchies-scrunchie/

I must say, I do like the way Sienna Miller looks in the picture.

new fav words

buvette
soignee
confute

my letter to my church

Hello,

I've been an occasional parishioner at St Matt's for years now. While looking on the parish website for enlightening Lenten activities, I noticed the '40 Days for Life' posting. I haven't always agreed on the church's stand on certain issues, nor have I disagreed on all of them either, but I find this activity to be cockamamie.

Rather than harass Planned Parenthood patrons who 1)are not going to PP for fun, 2)who face difficult life situations and decisions, 3) may be going to PP for reasons other than abortion, why not go to the NRA and pray outside their offices? Many MANY more lives are lost senselessly from gun violence, particularly in DC.

Planned Parenthood provides affordable STD testing, primary care and preventive health services. They provide health education services. It's well known that DC has the highest HIV/AIDS rates in the nation, particularly among young African American girls and women. If the chuch is so 'pro-life', why shun PP, an organization that provides life-saving services and educational programs to such an at-risk population?

Please reconsider your focus. As Catholics, we should not judge others, especially those who are already in a difficult place in their lives.

Sincerely,

ellen

lenten reflections

...place-holder posting for future thoughts about what I will be doing during Lent for Lent.

weekend

Awesome weekend. Now for a flush of my brain of the weekend's festivities:
Virgil's BBQ
Whiskey Tavern (oh lovely spicy backs)
L'asso
Uniqlo
Shoegasm
Eataly
High Line
Chelsea Market (Jacques Torres)
Spain
Cienfuegos
Jo's
456 Shanghai

...a weekend filled with inter- and intra-personal reflection. More later!

my idea

...just so it's documented that I thought of this before anyone else has (or at least before I've found it on the web), here is my proposal for a new site:

- have a map of all the routes every airline serves.

I don't think this exists yet and it would be helpful to see which airline I should be considering when shopping for airfare, no?

waste land

Last night Mary and I saw Waste Land, one of the Academy Award nominees for Best Feature Documentary. It was the first of multiple free screenings of the nominees at the Nat'l Archives and it was so wonderful. I actually didn't know the complete synopsis of the film going into the screening and was glad I didn't because it was surprisingly and refreshingly uplifting. Highly recommended. If only these were the types of films that were regarded as blockbusters...the world would be a more thoughtful and informed place.

where credit is due...and gay marriage

This morning, GM reported its first annual profit since 2004 - $4.7 million - the most in more than a decade. To state the obvious, I credit this to the Obama administration's Big Three bailout. According to the Times, tens of thousands of GM employees will receive profit-sharing checks of over $4000 each. Chrystler and Ford are also cutting bonus checks to their employees. By saving GM, the government has indeed preserved jobs, which is what the initial goal was. Although the government still needs to sell its remaining shares at high enough prices, it has also already recovered billions from GM. (ok - it's only about $7 billion out of the $50 billion needed to validate the decision to save GM (as of Nov 2010), but still, things are looking up and thousands of jobs were saved) Where are the anti-government naysayers now? Somewhere thinking of other stupid things to harp about, that's where. Many of said naysayers believe in 'less government' yet these are the same morons who want the government to do many things still - including banning gay marriage - another hot topic in the news this week. Ban gay marriage! The least of things the government needs to do!! And/or SHOULD do!!

check out my mad skillz, yo

To my readers (all 2 of you) -
You probably noticed that the number of postings has tripled in the last 24 hours! That's because I've learned out to import postings from my old blog (circa 2006-07). So everything I wrote there is now here. It's important to note that these postings were from years ago, as some of the content was worth posting then (or maybe not) but I wouldn't necessarily post it now. I guess you can say either 1) I've grown up or 2) I haven't grown up but actually gone backwards or 3) I'm still the unthoughtful writer who wishes she was more insightful and witty. Regardless, I'm glad to have all my thoughts - past and present - in one place (not including my xanga I kept while in college - that was great stuff).

i was told i should write about something...

There have been a few requests for me to start writing already. A few days ago, Tony Kornheiser mentioned on his radio show that many people write about themselves - what they're doing, the conversations they have, what their thoughts are - and then there are those who write. The latter are people who can write pieces about a certain topic and that have a beginning, middle and end.


I was contemplating this while thinking about what direction I want to take the Train and concluded the following: I know very little about many things and know a lot about very few things. For me to write postings as Mr. Kornheiser described would be to do a research paper everytime. Forget that.

unfair

What am I doing inside when it's a lovely, balmy, unseasonably warm 72 degrees here in an otherise dreadful location?!?! ...
...
...
...oh right.

I haven't won the lottery yet. That's it!

back by popular demand...

I've reincarnated into a brand new blog - my third. Please don't have high expectations.

conversation

my brother (5:12:30 PM): i went to a baby sign language class on saturday

me (5:12:40 PM): aww how cute. not you, babies doing sign language

me (5:12:45 PM): is the baby ok?

my brother (5:13:13 PM): we got an apt on wednesday

my brother (5:13:23 PM): vicky say it moving around alot

me (5:13:23 PM): but it's not deaf right

my brother (5:13:41 PM): lol

my brother (5:13:43 PM): no

me (5:13:34 PM): you got an apartment?

me (5:13:37 PM): where?

me (5:13:42 PM): why

my brother (5:13:57 PM): it's for when the baby cant talk yet

my brother (5:14:02 PM): so it can tell you what it want

my brother (5:14:13 PM): appointment

me (5:14:07 PM): but how does you taking a class help the baby convey what it wants

my brother (5:14:21 PM): what did you have for lunch, scotch?

my brother (5:15:40 PM): the baby can do sign languages like a monkey

my brother (5:15:49 PM): like i want more i want to eat, too hot

my brother (5:15:53 PM): that kind of stuff

my brother (5:16:07 PM): they can communicate with that before they can talk

me (5:19:10 PM): so the class teaches parents how to understand them

my brother (5:21:17 PM): teaches us signs so we can teach the baby

me (5:21:54 PM): oohh

me (5:21:59 PM): thats silly

my brother (5:22:11 PM): so if i want to say "more hot turtle eat hurt cat dog thank you all done" i can sign it and the baby can too

me (5:22:01 PM): sounds yuppy

my brother (5:22:20 PM): it is

my brother (5:22:23 PM): $50

Perfect

"Your health is the continent, the solid land on which I build all my happiness and hope. When you are sick, I am like the inhabitants of countries visited by Earthquake. They lose all faith in the eternal order and fixedness of things. Your sickness is my Earthquake."

-James Garfield


"I don't know how to exist in a world where my dad doesn't."

-George


(stuff I wish I could come up with .. among countless other thoughtful statements)

This sucks...

... I ran out of Kirkland brand toilet paper, had no ride to Costco, was forced to buy Scott brand toilet paper from CVS (that was $1 off with an instant coupon), and am now wiping with ONE-PLY. I never noticed how Kirkland was two-ply - serves me right for not noticing and appreciating that extra layer of comfort, strength and absorbability.

Boo :(

On a brighter note, I had the most generous side order of lamb biryani today for lunch from Naan n Beyond. Oh they went beyond alright! The lamb pieces were enormous.

Why is it so hard ...

... to write a resignation letter?
... to find a manly man who takes charge?
... for me to update my mp3 player?
... for me to go to the post office?
... for me to make decisions that are good for me?
... for me to eat my frozen vegetables?
... for me to clean my shower and tub?
... for me to just put the damn toilet paper in its holder?

On a lighter note, I've decided to learn as many Jay-Z lyrics as I can, after being so irritated that I didn't know as many as I would like so I could sing along at the club this past Friday.

... I got 99 problems but a bitch aint one, that's for sure.

hmmm...

The interior of my building is being painted, and in the elevator tonight, I saw a "wet paint" sign with the Sherwin Williams logo...

Music is food.

The US Airforce Band. The Airmen of Note.
I woke up today thinking tonight was going to be grim and lonely, remembering everyone I know has plans ... except for me. Then one friend said she has no plans and we tried to get tickets to one of tonight's showings of Borat! Thank you, God, for having other plans for me. I then decided to go to the free Airmen of Note concert two blocks from my apt. A night of free jazz ohhhhh yeahhh.

I've never gone to a concert alone before. Nonetheless, it was so frickin good it made me want to shout explatives, pee in my pants and cry all at the same time. You know when you get really emotional -you get a lump in your throat, it's hard to swallow, your eyes might start to well up, and you are speechless? I was in that state for the entire two hour show and it was one of the greatest night I've had in months.

The Airmen of Note is the premier jazz ensemble of the Air Force, and tonight they were joined by the legendary Phil Woods (you may know him as the saxophone soloist in Billy Joel's "Just the Way You Are"). I can't tell you just how good they were, they were that good. In fact, me trying to tell you how good they were wouldn't do them justice.

When I left for the show I was a little upset that I didn't get to finish my dinner, but when I was at the show, I was full. The music was sooo good - it was better than my dinner, better than watching Borat! on opening night in a theater that smells like feet/butter popcorn, better than ice cream, and, depending on who you're sleeping with, better than sex (hahahhahaa). Oh - not to mention the handsome Sgt who seemed to be staring straight at me when he wasn't tootin' away on his trombone. To not appreciate fine live jazz is to not know what's good.