All I want to do is sleep and watch Chronicle

Zoning out with his one true love... coffee.


This is a quick birthday shout out to my wonderful boyfriend Ricky, who is 28 today. We'll be eating cupcakes and delicious food later on to celebrate.


That is all.

The balcony is *not* closed

Over the weekend, Ricky showed me Roger Ebert's blog post about At the Movies being canceled, but that in spite of this, he and his wife are still moving forward for their own Syndicated film review program.

It was a great blog article, and showed Ebert's passion for the program and movies all over again. He does not blame anyone involved in the current version of the show for the cancelation, but rather what television is morphing into. He's not deterred, though, and has many new ideas with how to get film criticism, news, and passion to the masses. I'll be eagerly awaiting this new show.

I've always been a big fan of Ebert's writing, and in light of his cancer battles that has rendered him voiceless, it soars even more. His movie reviews -- albeit possibly kinder -- are elegant and thoughtful. Even his twitter account is always impressive reading in 140 characters or less. I'd also recommend finding the Esquire interview with him that was published a month or so ago, great reading that left me misty.

And so in closing, I leave you with my first introduction to Ebert and At The Movies, the Sesame Street parody that left Ebert and the late Gene Siskel battling it out about fairy tales after Oscar introduces the idea of a Thumbs Sideways.

Overheard on the T...

For St. Patrick's Day, I had a nice dinner at Asgard in Central Square with Bob and Erin. Lots of chatting, potato-based meals, and Irish beer. On my way back to the train station to go home, I was on the T with many drunk undergrads. Lotta Celtics jerseys on the guys, and lotta tight green shirts and leggings on the girls.

This particular group had a lot of drunk "Yah Dude!" undergrad boys and one very drunk, very vacant, very fake blonde (or so her eyebrows told me) girl. I'm still on the fence if she was trying to get into one of their pants at the end of the night, or just wanted to hang. Here is the conversation that transpired:

Yah Dude: Dude, let's go back to my place and do Irish Car Bombs! Yahhh!
Drunk Blonde Girl: (giggle) Is an Irish Car Bomb like a muffin? (giggle)

So we're all on the same page, this is what an Irish Car Bomb looks like:


And this is what a muffin looks like:



You be the judge... are they the same thing?

The newest member of the Coppola family

A face that will melt hearts all over the land...


Last weekend, we got a new cat. Her name is Nic Cage. Or Nicole. Or Nicki. Or Little Coppola. My brothers named her.

She's 2.1 and a rescue cat from the Methuen area. Very cute but also very feisty. Definitely a nice addition to the family. Millie doesn't know what to think, but I think she's getting used to her.

I met her Saturday, and she is a delight. Spunky, but also a snuggle bug. And she's named after a Coppola, so you know she's awesome.





Expect many stories of the new cat as the years progress.


Also, I call this photo "streeeetch". It's a little blurry, but gets the point across.

Happy St. Patrick's Day...

I think after four years at an Irish Catholic college and 26 years of not being Irish, it's safe to say my caring about St. Patrick's Day has bottomed out. I think it's a silly holiday and excuse for people to pretend their a heritage as an excuse to drink themselves into a gutter. That being said, Erin and I are spending tonight with Bob at an Irish pub for dinner, and I did begrudgingly throw on a green shirt at the suggestion of Ricky, but that's about as far as I'll go.

So instead, I think I'll say Happy Evacuation Day to all the Massachusetts residents out there who read my blog.


Oh, and an even bigger happy birthday to my friend Karin. That's the real holiday right there.

Et tu, Brute?

Then fall, Caesar.

Cool Tattoo Alert

Today, while walking to the T to go home, I saw a girl walking towards the college with a very cool tattoo on her arm. It was on her right forearm, and it in black ink the British slogan "Keep Calm and Carry On", crown and all. It was created on the dawn of WWII, but never used.

I've always liked that slogan and find it interesting that it was rediscovered and used over 60 years later. I also think in many ways it sums up the reserve and mindset of the Brits.

The tattoo was a good size, and the simplicity of it gave it punch. It was a statement and drew the eye to it without a full sleeve of color and design.

Etsy also has a lot of shirts with this logo on it, and I'm debating springing for my own or as a gift for others in the future.

If only a student of mine will come in with a Le Petit Prince or Tin Tin tattoo, then my European-loving ways will be complete.

I think I lost my sh*t about 20 times during this video

I'm a big fan of this new video from Funny or Die about the CFPA. I also really appreciate that they got all the guys back together, and the casting of Jim Carrey for the late Phil Hartman's Ronald Reagan.

Funny or Die's Presidential Reunion from Will Ferrell

One heck of a Finished Object

THE TAN SWEATER.


I started The Tan Sweater September 2008. Yeah, that'd be a year and a half ago. But many people had babies during that period and I went through a scarf kick, so I kept picking it up and putting it down.

I got about a million hats and scarves done in this time... but not the sweater. Why? Because sometimes a sweater can be daunting, as it's a huge amount of knitting to get done. And sometimes you need that instant gratification of a hat or a scarf. A day or two of work, and wha-bam. Product.


Let's all remind ourselves what was going on a year and a half ago. Obama was not president. I was dating Justin the LARPer. It still worked at the old job. I lived in the old apartment. I wasn't on a bowling team. And so on and so forth. You get it. It was a long ass time ago. And many people thought I'd never finish it. And that this would take forever.

Well, this would appear that way and it did seem like I'd never finish the freaking thing.


Until this weekend.

BEHOLD!!!

I FINISHED THE MOTHER F-ER!

Isn't it lovely?? It's so soft and fits like a dream. I blocked the collar a bit so it wouldn't bump out, but it's great. I am oh so pleased.


I'm also a big fan of the buttons against the color of the yarn. I got it at Loom and Shuttle in Ipswich, and they're leather. I was a big fan of the buttons alone, but on the sweater, they're even better.

Now I need to figure out what the next sweater will be. I'm debating between the British one I bought recently, or the tangled yoke one. One I'd need to buy the yarn, and the other I'd need to buy the needles. Thoughts??