Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Monday, January 25, 2010

Something Funny and Conan

There's a book titled, Stuff White People Like which I ran into at Urban Outfitters (which should be in the book's list by the way). I found it very entertaining, and Lo and Behold there's a blog dedicated to the premise of the book! Oh Joy. (really, I mean it this time.)

Looking through the list, I find many things on there that I like. I wonder what the threshold of items you have to have checked off on the list before you are considered a twinkie, chocolate twinkie or oreo? Is there a sociological paper on this?

Here's their post on Conan O'Brien.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

the things you learn in the country

Keep your attic bat-proofed, otherwise close the door so that bats don't get in the house. I would write about it, but someone beat me to it so why reinvent the wheel?

I never thought I'd say that I am living in a bat-filled church. Apparently you see them fly in and out of the bell tower some nights. I never noticed. Read about it here (the pictures are great!).

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Time in the countryside

Being away from the city and having time to actually do things I like and need to get done, like paint, write, read, relax, catch-up, cook, grocery shop....it's a nice feeling. What I've been loving most is actually getting to grill and the space, oh the glorious, abundant space!

At first I thought, "Oh gawd I left my coffee up in the study....what a drag to walk across the studio (which is about 6 times the length of my nyc apartment) then up stairs! Ugh!" Have I grown lazy from living in the city despite all the walking required to get around in an urban space like New York? It was quite alarming to even have the thought!!

I mean, you want to surrender to laziness when it comes to things like reading a good book, not when it comes to things like grabbing a sweater 'cause you're cold! Well, at least it didn't stop me from grabbing the cup of coffee I left. As far as the space? I quickly became used to it.

I wonder how things will be once I return to my little closet-sized apartment? I do love the trade off. But then again, my mind knows it's temporary and there are a lot of chores I've been enjoying (like mowing a pretty good-sized lawn) which I know are purely due to novelty. Do I like living in the country because it's a novelty? Or do I really miss the simple pleasures?