I'm not actually anywhere special.
But I haven't been updating this very often. I know both people reading this must be heartbroken.
I've been somewhat busy. Internship, part-time job, plus I've taken up knitting and trying to actually finish all the books I've bought and never read.
I'll be back sporadically.
Showing posts with label random. Show all posts
Showing posts with label random. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Where I Am
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Because I'm Kind Of Obnoxious
I've decided to sign up for a 5K. Probably the Susen G Komen Race for the Cure in September (maybe I'll be able to run 3 miles without stopping by then, the most I've managed so far is 2). And I think I want to wear a shirt that has something on it making fun of the assumption that fat people can't run. Something in really annoying faux-internet-y language...something like "OMG! Teh fattyz running!!!!11one"
It's probably a stupid idea, but I like to cause trouble. It's what I do, and I do it well.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Quickie: Oblivious Background Edition
I know at some point I must have made a conscious decision about the layout and design of this page, but I just looked at it and thought "has it always been blue?"
Methinks it's time for bed.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Look, It's Some Stone, and Metal...and Tourists and Cars...
Thought I'd put up a few pictures from the Brooklyn Bridge 125th Birthday thing I went to last week (Thursday?).
As a side note, I just noticed that this is also my 125th post to this blog. How fun.
Anyhoo.
Quickie: Nasal Genetics
This is a bit more personal than usual.
Since my grandmother died in March my dad's side of the family has been taking turns traveling upstate to clean out her house. I've sort of taken over the organization of thousands (not an exaggeration) of old photos. Which has taught me something...
...wait for it...
...all the men on my dad's side of the family have the same nose. The men. Yet somehow, I got it too.
I may not like it but at least now I see where it came from.
Oh yes, I did just post a blog entry about my nose.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Dorky Charm City Cakes Love
I went to volunteer at the Milkbone 100th anniversary event with Animal Haven today. I'm a big dork because I was very excited that they had a cake from Charm City (a.k.a. the bakery on Ace of Cake) shaped like a Milkbone. Not only did I get to have a (very tiny) piece, I briefly met Geoff.
Observe:
If you've never watched Ace of Cakes, I highly recommend it. It's the best show about stoner cake bakers I've ever seen.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Buffalo Is Not New York City.
This started as a Facebook note, but I thought I'd put it up here instead. I know it's not really in line with what I usually write about, but it's my blog and I do what I want, mwahahahahaha. Anyhoo...
It's one of those things I should be used to. It's been happening my whole life. But for some reason it gets to me every time.
When someone asks me if I am from New York I am always going to say NO. Because 99% of the time they mean NYC. Especially now that I am in NYC and I know people are asking if I am from this city.
When I say no I will clarify and say I am from Buffalo. I'm terribly sorry if that confuses you. Yes, it's in New York State. But that's not what you were asking and you know it.
Buffalo is not an extension of NYC. It's clear on the other side of the state, it will take you 8-10 hours to drive there. It is a completely different world that just happens to lie in the same state borders.
I happen to be from the only area of the country (that I can think of) where you can't simply say the state you're from. Which is why it will always go "Michigan" "Arizona" "Florida" "Buffalo" when I am there.
Frankly, I don't have much love for Buffalo outside of Duff's, the Sabres, and the three relatives I still have living there. I certainly don't want to live there again. The thing is, though, where you grow up shapes you as a person. And since Buffalo is so radically different from NYC, I would probably be a very different person if I had grown up here. So it's important to me to make the distinction.
I mean, if you can go from one end of Brooklyn to the other and pass through dozens of different cultures and lifestyles, how could you lump in a city that is 400 miles away? It would be like comparing Savannah and Atlanta, Miami and Tallahassee, San Francisco and Los Angeles, or Tucson and Flagstaff. Not the same.
I like to think I'm a relatively intelligent person. Meaning I am aware of what state I grew up in. I am also intuitive enough to know that when someone mentions "New York" everyone will think of NYC unless they are actually FROM another part of the state.
To imply that being from Buffalo is the same as being from New York is insulting, at least to me. It ignores the characteristic differences between the two areas, and honestly, attempting to correct my answer is demeaning my intelligence. I heard your question. I know what you were really asking. And I answered accordingly.
This might be the kind of thing only I am sensitive to. And I know people aren't going to change. I spent five years in Georgia, and even when I explained Buffalo was nowhere near NYC people still assumed I was going to fit the stereotype of a "New Yorker." But it's something I still fight. I guess it comes with the territory when your home state and its biggest city share the same name.
P.S. Buffalo isn't Upstate either. It's actually Western NY.
I'm done ranting now.
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