suckaz gotta eat, too.
i'm volunteering for project angel heart's dining out for life this year.
that's today, homes.
go out to eat heres or come see me here.
posted by gijyun |
4.27.2006
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1:20 PM
coffee: black, with a side of OCD
what's the statute of limitations on approaching someone about something they wrote in your high school yearbook?
there's a guy that works in the coffee shop (a destination which, due to their affordable bagels and quality medium roast house blend is becoming a daily expenditure) next door to my office who worked on the school paper with me in high school, and seeing this guy every day is on the brink of embarassing.
he - the alterna-smart kid who wrote an awesome article about the roots of ska music, including, if memory serves, the definitiion of ska composition, and wearing the tell-tale checkered vans "way before anyone else was."
me - the misguided, lone anglo-saxon cheerleader who could always be counted on to turn in articles several days late and with no quality content whatsoever (i think in the end i was even demoted to proofreading the classifieds), who was given some sort of fashion column - yes, a fashion column in a high school newspaper - who managed to screw even that up.
anyway, i recall his year of departure (pretty sure he was in the class above me), and i took the obligatory year book enscription as an opportunity to tell him i thought he was really cool, and funny, and naively hoped that maybe he'd actually converse with me.
all his enscription said was, "anne: you are sooooo fashionable."
now, every time i get coffee, i feel shallow and vain. and i really hate that association with coffee.
p.s. i have pictures to prove that i was decidedly not fashionable in high school.
there's a guy that works in the coffee shop (a destination which, due to their affordable bagels and quality medium roast house blend is becoming a daily expenditure) next door to my office who worked on the school paper with me in high school, and seeing this guy every day is on the brink of embarassing.
he - the alterna-smart kid who wrote an awesome article about the roots of ska music, including, if memory serves, the definitiion of ska composition, and wearing the tell-tale checkered vans "way before anyone else was."
me - the misguided, lone anglo-saxon cheerleader who could always be counted on to turn in articles several days late and with no quality content whatsoever (i think in the end i was even demoted to proofreading the classifieds), who was given some sort of fashion column - yes, a fashion column in a high school newspaper - who managed to screw even that up.
anyway, i recall his year of departure (pretty sure he was in the class above me), and i took the obligatory year book enscription as an opportunity to tell him i thought he was really cool, and funny, and naively hoped that maybe he'd actually converse with me.
all his enscription said was, "anne: you are sooooo fashionable."
now, every time i get coffee, i feel shallow and vain. and i really hate that association with coffee.
p.s. i have pictures to prove that i was decidedly not fashionable in high school.
posted by gijyun |
4.24.2006
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3:41 PM
video one adventures
central denver is imminently void of video stores. subsequently, we're left to scrapple between corporate guilt, or facing maybe the most annoying video store on the planet.
the last time i rented some movies, i failed to return them on time (and obviously, at life in general), and the aforementioned video store thought it a splendid idea to send a collection agency to recover my nominal late fees.
so after having to...ahem..."reinstate" my video rental account (which one can ONLY do while a manager is on duty, because it's really important that he properly alert you of your bottom-rung status in the ladder of life) , i found that not only did they not have the movie i wanted in the format i was looking for, but their video store clerk is also, apparently, a vintage video format enthusiast.
behold.
me: do you have this on dvd?
clerk: why would you want that on dvd?
me: ...
clerk: well, we don't have that one on dvd. but we have this one on dvd.
me: that's okay. i'm not looking for that one. i'll just take this one on vhs.
clerk: yeah, i'm totally stocking up my vhs collection.
me: okay. thanks, have a good night.
clerk: like recently, guess what i just finished collecting. guess.
me: um, i..don't know...
clerk: the FULL VHS COLLECTION OF LETHAL WEAPON.
me: awesome. see ya.
clerk: but guess what ELSE i have to whole collection of on vhs?
me: have a good night!
clerk: are you ready for this? BEVERLY...HILLS...COP. not even joking. ALL of them on vhs! do you understand how much that's worth??
me: (leaving the store)
clerk: IT'S ALL ABOUT VHS, YO! IT'S ALL ABOUT VHS!
me: (in a near sprint through the parking lot)
clerk: HEY, LET'S TRY TO GET THAT MOVIE BACK ON TIME THIS GO-ROUND, SHALL WE?
...aaaand scene.
post script: my i.d. has had a huge crack down the middle for i don't know how long now - and when i took it out to show this guy to rent the movie, he offered to "fix it up" for me, which clearly means "wrap the whole thing about four times over with oversized packing tape, so that anytime a bartender or oh, say, police officer checks my i.d., they're going to think i'm an underaged illegal immigrant and have me arrested on the spot for tampering with official government identification."
thanks, guy.
the last time i rented some movies, i failed to return them on time (and obviously, at life in general), and the aforementioned video store thought it a splendid idea to send a collection agency to recover my nominal late fees.
so after having to...ahem..."reinstate" my video rental account (which one can ONLY do while a manager is on duty, because it's really important that he properly alert you of your bottom-rung status in the ladder of life) , i found that not only did they not have the movie i wanted in the format i was looking for, but their video store clerk is also, apparently, a vintage video format enthusiast.
behold.
me: do you have this on dvd?
clerk: why would you want that on dvd?
me: ...
clerk: well, we don't have that one on dvd. but we have this one on dvd.
me: that's okay. i'm not looking for that one. i'll just take this one on vhs.
clerk: yeah, i'm totally stocking up my vhs collection.
me: okay. thanks, have a good night.
clerk: like recently, guess what i just finished collecting. guess.
me: um, i..don't know...
clerk: the FULL VHS COLLECTION OF LETHAL WEAPON.
me: awesome. see ya.
clerk: but guess what ELSE i have to whole collection of on vhs?
me: have a good night!
clerk: are you ready for this? BEVERLY...HILLS...COP. not even joking. ALL of them on vhs! do you understand how much that's worth??
me: (leaving the store)
clerk: IT'S ALL ABOUT VHS, YO! IT'S ALL ABOUT VHS!
me: (in a near sprint through the parking lot)
clerk: HEY, LET'S TRY TO GET THAT MOVIE BACK ON TIME THIS GO-ROUND, SHALL WE?
...aaaand scene.
post script: my i.d. has had a huge crack down the middle for i don't know how long now - and when i took it out to show this guy to rent the movie, he offered to "fix it up" for me, which clearly means "wrap the whole thing about four times over with oversized packing tape, so that anytime a bartender or oh, say, police officer checks my i.d., they're going to think i'm an underaged illegal immigrant and have me arrested on the spot for tampering with official government identification."
thanks, guy.
posted by gijyun |
4.18.2006
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12:19 PM
hippy farday
confucious say:
man who come to 3kings get royal treatment.
oh man, that's good.
what: beauty as bait
where: 60 south broadway
when: 4-7-06
cost: $5
more info: myspace.com/3kingstavern
posted by gijyun |
4.07.2006
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12:29 AM
not at all original, but not at all unamusing
a text message from the El:
"i wish my lawn was EMO. then it'd cut itself."
"i wish my lawn was EMO. then it'd cut itself."
posted by gijyun |
4.03.2006
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5:36 PM
