I haven't blogged in almost 7 months. Whoa. Seeing the boys made me so homesick. Buffalo will always be my home in my heart. I'm totally in post Paul (and Terry) depression.
File under: Why I love New York. You learn the most random things when you least expect it.
Last night I was out to dinner celebrating a friend's 30th birthday. Our very French Chef insisted on serving us the bottle of Champagne we had to toast her 30th. He took the bottle and told us he was going to "chop it's head off". He then returned us the bottle with the top portion of the bottle cut off. I was amazed. After googling this I've discovered this is known as "Champagne Sabering". I'm kind of obsessed with learning how to do this now.
I hate to ask for things for Christmas. I feel like I don't actually need anything. But then I start to think about things I'd like and I can come up with one hundred things. I just came across this (see below) and my heart said "Please Santa!".
I'm going to consider going because KRS1 is one of my old school hip hop heros. Maybe this should be my present to myself.
it was not possible to love Obama more (totally irrational I know, and I don't think he is the next coming of Jesus and I realize he can not solve America's problems but..) this picture appears:
Ok so I don't think you can really see this picture but Facebook has some sort of feature where your friends answer questions about you.
Apparently someone thinks:
I'm hot
I've lied to get out of a date (100% correct)
I could shoot someone if I had to (what kind of person do you think I am?)
I'm a good driver (if only they knew)
I'm a good friend (clearly)