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I Made the Empire State Building Disappear

So I tried to take a picture of the Empire State Building on my way home tonight -- the way the light was hitting it made it look almost fake, like part of a movie set.  Apparently, my camera phone sucks -- you can't even see it at all.

I'm home tonight packing for an extra-long weekend at the beach house.  We're having our second annual pig roast (pictures from last year are here).  I've apparently been given the honor of singing the Star Spangled Banner while the pig is being carved.  [Note to family: probably not as high-pressure as some of my other Star Spangled Banner performances]

The 4th is also my brother and sister's 25th birthday, so a happy early birthday to Bill & Katie!  Have a great weekend, everyone.  Anyone got any good cookout plans (or pig roasting tips)?

Breakup Mix

As you may or may not know (or as you may or may not have figured out from reading some of my gloomier posts recently), I recently went through a breakup.  The evening of the final discussion, we were out to dinner, and when the topic came up, I insisted that we go somewhere more private to continue the conversation.  We went back to my apartment and as we sat down on the couch, I picked up my iPod.  "Let's see, what's good breakup music?"  At the time, I don't even remember what I put on -- something fairly quiet and innocuous, I suppose. 

Having the time to give it a bit more thought, I went through my iTunes library and here's what I came up with.  I made an iMix out of it for your listening pleasure, but so many of the songs weren't there that I wanted to include the entire playlist below.  It's in no particular order, and most of the songs are self-explanatory. 

I actually saw Jill Sobule last night at Joe's Pub (she was fabulous as always), and she pointed out that Angel/Asshole is a breakup song for the person who did the breaking up -- not your typical breakup song perspective.  Shoot me an email if you want a copy of the mix (assuming I can fit it all on one CD).

Wise Up Aimee Mann
God Only Knows Beach Boys
I Let Her Get Away Candy Butchers / Mike Viola
I Just Don't Think I'll Ever Get Over You Colin Hay
Brilliant Mistake Elvis Costello
Permanent Broken Heart E
God Give Me Strength Elvis Costello
I Hope You're Happy Now Elvis Costello & the Attractions
I Can't Get Used to Losing You The English Beat
Love Gets You Twisted Graham Parker / The Rumor
Love's a Mystery Grant Lee Phillips
Romeo and Juliet Indigo Girls
Love Is Never Equal Jill Sobule
It's Different for Girls Joe Jackson Band
Bummed Out City Joe Strummer & the Mescaleros
Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin' Journey
No More Love Songs Lloyd Cole / Negatives
The Bed's Too Big Without You The Police
Complex Person The Pretenders
Thin Line Between Love and Hate The Pretenders
So Tired of Being Alone Al Green
Angel/Asshole Jill Sobule

Viva Mexico!

If last night's dinner at Mercadito highlighting the Region del Sur is any indication of how good the rest of them will be, I may just find a way to make it over there every Monday night this summer.  Other regions include Golfo de Mexico, Region del Centro, and the Costa del Pacifico.  The grilled red snapper we had last night was particularly delicious, infused with coconut and topped with a fruity salsa (papaya, perhaps?).  It would be a perfect date (a hint for anyone out there who might want to take me out), and made a lovely belated birthday dinner for Matt.

Burgers Galore

GreenchiliburgerAfter a very long day on Friday, Jenn came over for dinner.  We shared a good bottle of wine, some olive tapenade from my night with Ted Allen, and I made what was quite possibly the worst pizza I've ever made.  I'm going to blame it on the fact that I didn't let the dough sit out at room temperature long enough, although it could have just been me.

Despite the rain on Saturday, I mangaged to go to the gym get a haircut, do some errands, watch Mean Girls, and eventually made it out to the Burger Bash.  My favorite was the green chili cheeseburger (pictured), but I also tasted the Motz burger (named after George Motz, burger documentarian), the Guber burger (with peanut butter -- odd), and the butter burger (a.k.a. coronary on a bun).  Pics are up on flickr.  I'm looking forward to visiting Water Taxi Beach on a sunny day sometime -- they've got a great view of the city!

Today I met Mom & Stephen for brunch at Prune (after the gym, of course), and I've thrown in a couple of loads of laundry, etc.  All in all, a fine weekend.  Now, a quiet night in to gear up for a hectic week.

What Goes Around Comes Around

Back in January, I got an email from one of my high school boyfriends, Charles.  He had stumbled across my blog and had been reading it for a while.  Charles was definitely my first major boyfriend.  We dated for six months (an eternity in high school), despite being an ardent pacifist, he offered to defend me when some jerk cut off my little braid that I had (à la Aimee Mann circa her "Voices Carry" video) at a party, and he brought me my very own little Charlie Brown Christmas tree, leaving it outside my doorstep Christmas morning. 

After reading my jackass stories, Charles had some particularly fitting observations: "You taught me what the term "ménage à trois" meant, yet when presented with the opportunity declined.  Jackass #2 reminded me of our prom, where you may have been jackass #2."  It's true.  I kissed another guy at our prom, which, looking back, was a big mistake on many levels.  I lost a great boyfriend and hurt someone a great deal whom I cared about deeply. I can only defend myself by noting that I was seventeen at the time; my judgment has gotten much better since then.  And I truly hope that I got what was coming to me and that I have now paid off that karmic debt through Jackass #2 -- Charles made it clear that he doesn't hold a grudge.  Now, hopefully, the slate is clean.

Keep Your Laws Off My Body

Bsjsn Since I spent the evening last night volunteering as a model student for instructor trainees at my self-defense class, I'm feeling pretty strong-minded (and thanks to all of my trainer's efforts, strong-bodied as well).  When I initially took my self-defense class as a student, I reconnected with my college self in some ways:  the feminist, the women's studies minor.  I don't think those things ever went away, but I think they had gotten so strangely quashed by law school and particularly by my experience as an associate right afterwards that the class helped me welcome all that back into my life the way it is today. So yesterday, when I read the article in the New Yorker about South Dakota's law banning abortion outright being put on the state ballot this November, I got pretty fired up.

The article pins down a particular flaw in the right-to-life argument that seems to be stumping even some of South Dakota's most staunch right-to-lifers: 

If the premise is to remain intact, a person who professes to be pro-life but instists on a rape-and-incest exception (which covers most pro-life polititians in this country, including President Bush) is saying one of two things:  either it is justifiable to kill children in some circumstances, or what grows in a woman's uterus is a child if the woman had sex voluntarily but not if she was forced into it.

Interestingly, many citizens of South Dakota who generally consider themselves to be pro-life will likely outlaw the legislation by a simple majority vote, due to the lack of any exceptions.  I have to say that I am particularly curious as to how this plays out, as this is exactly the issue that got me interested in going to law school in the first place.  If the law stays on the books, it is likely to be pushed up to the Supreme Court; I hope it doesn't come to that. 

Burgers + "Beach" = Fun!

Qbq Gothamist and A Hamburger Today are joining forces for our second food event (the last one was co-hosted with Slice at Fornino -- still dreaming about that truffle pizza).  Come join me at Water Taxi Beach for the QBQ BBQ Burger Bash this Saturday 6/24 from 6-10 pm (after the Mermaid Parade; I think I can squeeze in both).  I've been meaning to hit this place for a while -- this is clearly the best time to do it!

A Year Ago Today . . .

I started a new job.  It is amazing to me to look back over the past year and see not only how quickly it has flown by, but all that has happened during that time, both at work and in my life in general.  I am also so incredibly proud of the work I did to get the job in the first place -- it may sound strange, but it rank up there as one of my most satisfying moments, at least professionally.  As I move into my second year, the challenges are different (as I imagine they will continue to be going forward), and I'm excited to tackle them.

Every now and again I look back over my blog archives to see what I was doing, one, two, even three years ago -- it's interesting to have somewhat of a snapshot of a piece of my life at different points in time.  Looking forward to what the next year will bring, and thanks to all who have been a part of the last one.

Happy first day of summer!

Back in the Saddle Again

And I'm waaaay tan.

I week at the beach was just what I needed.  I was able to clear my head a bit, and now the clouds aren't quite as heavy as they were before I left.


Three books, one lobster dinner/birthday party (complete with John's traditional lobster hypnosis session, pictured above), the first smoked ribs of the season, a few naps face down in the sand, my longest run so far (plus 3 others), a healthy dose of grilling, visits from Rob, Ali, Bill, Kate & Kira, and great company all around helped out quite a bit with the healing process. 

A week of decompression is great, but an extra day off (today) is excellent, too.  While all of the "real" attorneys are at the firm outing, admin staff (like me) got the day off.  I got to sleep late, hang out with a surprise out of town guest, and play hooky at the movies today, but now, I have to somehow bring myself back into gear so that I'm ready for tomorrow.

Did you miss me?