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Monthly Archives: August 2008

Look, David Duchovny.

I think we can work things out.  Together.  Just you and I.

So, I just watched Bill Clinton speak at the DNC,

and I have two things to say: 1. I would like some musicologist to do an interesting, cogent reading of the choice of popular songs used between speakers, and, like, class/race stuff. Just because it would be fascinating and because I would do it myself except that I’m still on holiday. And also I feel [...]

In case you care,

You can listen to my secret* lover’s radio show here!  With all the music cut out for legal reasons, but still.  It’s wonderful and amazing. And what is with that picture of him?  He looks like…well, he sort of has a “I’m a mature and yet still attractive Backstreet Boy in my crisp white shirt” [...]

Good heavens.

I am ridiculously sick with Mystery Ailment, and thus my vague plans to descend on Toronto before I head back to California are shelved. My glands! They are the size of…large round things. I’m sorry. My wit fails me in my delirium. Also, as a result of my delirium, I am incapable of reading anything [...]

‘Tis the season for having a less shitty blog

It’s my new, fancy, internet home! I am currently working out some kinks, and wrestling over some important decisions (serif or sans serif typefaces?), so please bear with me as I get settled. I also have a new blogging project that I will hopefully be getting off the ground in the next week or so [...]

Radio Gaga

TANYA! It was amazing! This morning on CBC radio, my secret lover (Sean Cullen) was interviewing your secret lover (Matthias Kom)! I even called you to tell you about it, but you were probably sensibly sleeping. I almost drove off the road, because I am not good at cars and phones at the same time. [...]

Why? Why is there a giant rash covering most of my body? Why?

I have this horrible feeling that the answer might be: Alexandra is allergic to tequila.

Je voudrais un croissant

1. Sometimes I forget things. Like, sometimes I forget about this song, and how it is amazing, and how clearly the Arrogant Worms are early adopters because they were singing dumb songs about pirates before pirates were hip. We were listening to Semi-Conducted on the way home from the folk festival, and decided that, while [...]

Why I love my Spinster Sisters:

Who else will accidentally drink an entire 1.5 litre bottle of wine with you? Who else will do this with you at the beach? Who else will then join you in the water for an aquatic Abba’s Greatest Hits/Fraulein Maria/Good King Wensceslas singalong? I look forward, with bated breath, to Spinster Retreat 2010: NYC, which [...]

Oh, Lily Bart!

I am re-reading The House of Mirth, which is probably a bad idea, because reading this book fills me with angst and turmoil because I know how it ends and I know that it does not end well, and no matter how much I wish it, I know the ending won’t change, and it is [...]