1. At school, the French room is right next to the choir room so we always get serenaded in our French-speakings.

2. I'm excited for Vienna Teng's new album to come out!!

3. I hate Sarah Palin sooo much. Don't even get me started.

4. Beautiful Bottle 10/9/08

I was a bottle

and you screwed off my cap

and tipped me over

and my insides came flooding out

you found the treasure map to my heart

‘x’ marks the spot

and my anger and my secrets that I kept

locked up for so long

so long

you sifted through all my kitsch

faded pencil scribbles of memories,

thoughts, ideas

and words, words,

words!

oh the words that I knew

the words that I didn’t know I knew

you found them all

we whispered them to each other

they were our secrets

you untangled my vague collection

of hopes, dreams, and aspirations

urging them on and

nurturing them

telling them they were real

and true

and what wonderful possibilities they were!

You poured me out till I was empty

and you looked through it all and

I let you look

and you accepted me for everything

that I am, everything

that you saw

and you said what you saw was

and you said that I was

beautiful.

                                          -Violet Marx

Mentre Zac, insieme al resto dei Wildcats gira l'Europa per promuovere High School Musical 3, da Enterteinment Weekly arriva un nuovo servizio fotografico sul bell'attore!

Leggi l'intervista ! Guarda il video del backstage!

Riguardo all'essere pagati per cantare, ballare e baciare la propria fidanzata Vanessa Hudgens sul grande schermo, Zac dice: Dopo tre film insieme, io e Vanessa ci sentiamo liberi di fare ciò che vogliamo, siamo a nostro agio e disinibiti. E' stata la migliore vacanza di lavoro della mia vita.

Gli scan della rivista con anche le foto in formato originale li trovate nella gallery di zefron.com!

[credits: JustJared e EW]

I felt like tonight's episode was a nice counterpart to season 3's second episode "We're Not From Here," where Barney and Ted pretend to be from places other than New York (France, Kansas) to hook up with some hot New York ladies . . . only to find out that at the end of the evening their intendeds are not, in fact, real New Yorkers: they're from New Jersey.

And everyone knows New York is far superior to New Jersey. It's just a fact.

Unfortunately for Ted, his current paramour is a born and bred Jersey girl and has established her life and her daughter's life in the Garden State. Ted feels like he's missing out on so many things because he spends so much time on the train commuting between Stella's beloved Jersey home and his friends' beloved New York bar, McClaren's. (He's even on a first name basis with the train's late-night regulars, including a rollerskating queen with an afro.) As a solution to the problem, Stella invites the gang across state lines to spend an evening at her place in the best bar in New Jersey . . . her basement.

When faced with an evening of board games in New Jersey instead of their usual Saturday night faire of lots of drinks at McClaren's, Marshall, Lily and Barney can't wait to leave, declaring their mutual hatred for New Jersey. They hate being far away from the action, and Ted hates it too, owning more than one t-shirt that declares his hatred for the state and referring to his bowel movements as "dropping a massive New Jersey." The problem, of course, is that Ted has assumed that his bride-to-be will move to the city with him (foolishly thinking that they would want to occupy his current apartment). Stella, on the other hand, has assumed the opposite. She has a home and a life in New Jersey. Her daughter attends school there. Clearly, Ted should be moving in with her.

After Stella sends Ted and Marshall to get beer (as her current beer stock was purchased seven years ago, before she got pregnant with her daughter Lucy), Stella and Ted have it out over whose home state is better, my favorite bit of which centered around which state gets to claim Frank Sinatra. While Stella is right that he was indeed from Hoboken, Ted insists that Sinatra is a New Yorker at heart:

"But which city was he singing about? It's not 'Secaucus, Secaucus.'"

The New York v. New Jersey argument is something we all have to face in our lives as we get older and settle down. New York is great. It's wonderful. It's a place for the young. It's vibrant. It's alive. It's the city that never sleeps. But perpetual insomnia aside, any city is a place for the young. But while a lot of people do indeed raise families successfully in big cities, Stella's pro-Jersey argument is a serious consideration for those who choose to move to the suburbs to raise a family. People want their children to feel safe, to go to good schools, to be able to play in a yard and ride their bikes in the street without having to worry about getting hit by oncoming traffic. The question at the heart of the argument is really: are you ready to let go of your single life and settle down to raise a family?

As for me, I like Ted's compromise of Brooklyn. Brooklyn is Manhattan's East Bay: close enough to the city so that you can get to all the things you love culturally, but far enough away that your kids can have a yard. My husband and I both grew up in the East Bay, and I think that's exactly the line of reasoning our parents followed.

Marshall and Lily, of course, have chosen to stick with the city to start their lives together, but Marshall realizes on his trip to Price Co. (so similar to the time when Costco and Price Club merged and became Price Costco) that he actually wants to move to the suburbs, too. He grew up in the wilds of Minnesota with his giant brothers playing BaseIceBall with lots of room to move and grow. Marshall feels at home with the Price Co. shoppers in New Jersey, amazed at how big the aisles are compared to those of Manhattan stores, causing him to declare:

"I'm like some huge monster that came out of the sea to destroy Bodegas! I'm too big for New York!"

I doubt that Marshall and Lily will move out of NYC anytime soon, since they've got that money pit in Dowisetrepla to deal with. However, even after Marshall's outburst, Ted still refuses to see the benefits of New Jersey and Stella begins to realize that perhaps this is not the man to set her hopes and dreams on. Ted goes off to find Stella and sees that their rowdy discussion downstairs has woken Lucy from her slumber. Ted tucks Lucy in and reads her a bedtime story, through which he realizes that maybe a life in New Jersey wouldn't be so bad because he would finally get what he's always wanted: a wife and a family.

As for Barney and Robin, Barney spent the episode trying to elicit fist bumps from everyone and refusing to put his arm down until "this first gets the respect that it deserves." This means lots of lame Barney jokes and Neil Patrick Harris playing up the pain in his arm for laughs. Barney is more than this to me, but I guess it’s all he can do when trapped in a basement in New Jersey for an evening.

Robin, on the other hand, quits her job at Metro News 1, thinking that she got the job Barney had encouraged her to audition for. Turns out, she only got an audition, which she would have known had she not put her phone down to do a happy dance when she got the call. Desperate, Robin calls her old boss from Stella's basement to beg for her job back, which he agrees to give her if she can make it in to read the 11 O'Clock News. This starts Robin's 24-style race from Jersey to Manhattan on Lucy's bike, which gets her in to the studio just in the nick of time. She reads one line of news, and quits again for good, realizing it's better to bet on herself than play it safe, as per Barney's encouragement. At the end of the episode, Robin announces to the gang that she didn't get the job, but was instead offered a foreign correspondence gig. When she announces that she's moving to Japan, Barney's jaw drops in a look that says, "I might lose the only woman I have ever really loved forever."

Frankly, I can't wait to see how this Barney and Robin arc plays out. Although, if it doesn't, I hope to see Barney don some drag to try to "land that lesbian plane" again. Indeed, Marshall, there are no snakes on that plane.

The Husband:

I’m sorry, Ted, but it’s time to face your future and move to New Jersey. Despite the couple you found at Price Co. who said that upon moving from Manhattan to NJ they hadn’t been back to the big city in six years, there are just as many people who do use NJ as a means to live a cheaper, more family-friendly life and still find plenty of time to get back into the Big Apple (with or without their T-shirts with pictures of dogs on them). And, let’s face it Ted, your apartment smells like dude. That’s why Lily wanted her and Marshall to find their own place (seriously, when is their apartment in Dowisetrepla going to get out of escrow and have its slanted floor fixed?).

But as Sarah Chalke (Stella) is not signed up for the rest of the season yet, we can basically foresee this relationship falling apart at some point or another. Next week’s episode concerns Marshall, Lily, Robin and Barney staging a relationship intervention for Ted, because no matter how much he may love Stella, his desire to just get it over with and be married is definitely starting to cloud his judgment.

(I also want to know where Entertainment Weekly got this picture of Stella punching Barney that they used in their weekly TV preview section, because that wasn’t anywhere in this here episode.)

]]> http://darialois.wordpress.com/?p=1337 Sat, 04 Oct 2008 18:40:04 +0000 darialois http://darialois.pt-br.wordpress.com/2008/10/04/dont-smoke/ if you want girls to kiss you...dont smoke!

its such a TURN OFF!

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credit: davidchoimusic

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original david choi lyrics:

Doesn't it All Taste Good?

Ammonia is a household cleaner
DDT is a banned insecticide
Would you like to try some of this poison?
Im thinking youd like this cyanide

Cadmium has a nice ring
You can find it in my AA batteries
Formaldehyde has a nice ring too
It preserves my dead rats vital tissues

Doesnt it all taste good
Doesnt it all taste good
Give me a pack
Cuz it makes me feel real good

Doesnt it all taste good
Doesnt it all taste good
Give me a pack
Cuz it makes me feel real *cough* good

Lead is the best for your body
It only helps you slowly die
Benzene wont kill you (as fast)
Did you know its used to make colored dyes

Doesnt it all taste good
Doesnt it all taste good
Give me a pack
Cuz it makes me feel real good

Doesnt it all taste good
Doesnt it all taste good
Give me a pack
Cuz it makes me feel real *cough* good

Lo show è arrivato alla sua terza stagione, ed i fan, già dalla prima puntata, hanno potuto fare i conti con Lindsay Lohan, con la scelta di Betty tra Gio e Henry, e con una trama che promette faville (nella puntata di ieri, per dirne una, Wilhelmina ha chiesto a Betty di diventare la sua assistente): Ausiello, in particolare, si è concentrato su Daniel, sulla vita amorosa di Betty e su quella di Marc, e sul futuro di Mode.

Quanto allo stato di Daniel (Eric Mabius), retrocesso da Mode, pare che il capo di Betty reclamerà il suo posto a Mode sin dalla terza puntata, in onda la settimana prossima: “Ci sono buone possibilità”, ha risposto l’ex TV Guide interrogato in merito.

Quanto alla relazione tra Marc e Cliff, sparita da un po’ di puntate, Ausiello ha spiegato che i personaggi di Michael Urie e David Blue, usciti allo scoperto al matrimonio di Wilhelmina, stanno ancora insieme: “Hanno una relazione ’speciale’ anche fuori lo schermo, ha spiegato Ausiello, come Chase e Cameron in Dr House, e come mi ha anticipato David Blue (Cliff) alla premiere di Ugly Betty qualche settimana fa, le cose tra loro vanno bene e li vedremo a breve”.

Il personaggio di Marc, inoltre, potrebbe essere approfondito: secondo quanto ha spiegato il creatore Silvio Horta “Abbiamo un paio di episodi dove useremo Cliff, lo vedremo con Marc che, grazie a lui, sarà approfondito: David Blue è grandioso, io amo il personaggio tanto quanto lo amano gli sceneggiatori e i telespettatori. Vogliamo che questa relazione sia vera, e vogliamo spingere le cose per vedere quanto lontano possiamo andare”.

Chiudiamo, infine, tornando ad Ausiello, secondo cui Mode e la sua situazione resteranno al centro della trama: nessuno sa qual è la direzione in cui il giornale e la compagnia stanno andando, ma nel mese di novembre ne vedremo sicuramente delle belle.

www.televisionando.it

www.cartoonmag.org

I wish I never searched for that blog in Google.

It was so yesterday. I was quite contented that I wasn't included in the rant letter, and quite satisfied that he wasn't always talking about inamorata in his posts. Well I don't care! Sometimes I wish I was numb and should've just ignored him, like what happened in the first weeks. And who the hell planned of making me fall for his gravity. I totally hate it. It's like you are an alien, and you feel that you don't belong, and all you got to do is mock what them inhabitants do and pretend that you are also part of them. You got it?.

But if I never searched for it, I won't have gossip. I will know nothing about him. But what's the point of knowing the real and total HIM, if he doesn't do the same way to me anyway? I'm peering through a wall without a hole. That's nice. Totally blocked. Nice view.

And I wish he never attended today's classes.

I came to school freakin' early; 1 hour before the classes start. And I have no notions that I wanted to see him that day, and no daydreams of him. I went to the washroom, 3 rounds, doing nothing but look at my self in the mirror and NEVER asked "Why her?".

Oh yeah, the point is, I HATE MY EYES. I am seeing things that I know isn't good for me. And still I continue to look at it. Or even stare. Or even copy everything written there in my mind. And I didn't care that it hurt me. I don't know why this stupidity idiocy of mine kicked in, but I know I should've left and let go of him the time I found out "Sorry Girl's, I'm Taken." But still. I don't really know what got into me but I just can't stop reading. I love reading but not this far that it's almost stalking! GET IT?! STALKING! And I am not a stalker. :[ And this kind of reading hits the vulnerable spot here inside, and even if I'm sucking the life out of me, I still continue--no, not sucking, but reading! I hate me eyes. And all those "aishiteru's".

Well, I've experienced this thing in my heart a lot of times but I guess nothing went any deeper than this before. No, I will never call this L-O-V-E. It's sickening. I don't know. Everytime I read about their mushy talks and "aishiteru's" on his world, I wanted to go away but my feet have been nailed on the ground. I just found out that he's a deep person. DEEEEEEEEEEEP. That was always my impression to him, since 1st day. And I always thought he is snobbish, but as of now I kind of changed that imprint. Why am I even describing him here??

Oh gah, give me ways to completely obliterate a human out of my mind. But you can't tell me this:

◘ Avoid everything that makes you remember something about him. [NOTE: He is my blockmate]

◘ Stop reading his journal entries. [still on my executive on this, but if I can, I can. and I will.]

◘ TAKE NOTE HE'S GOT INAMORATA!! [I know, right? I'm so sick of this statement but it doesn't keep me from falling.]

HUH?: Why does he glance at me? Or it was just my fantasy? If he caught me looking at him, I always remember that he will never catch me looking if he doesn't look at me. too And it happens at least 3 times a day.
UHHHHH!!! THIS WORDPRESS IS THE ONLY WAY I CAN FORGET HIM! GO! GO! GO! GO!!! The more I write, the better I feel now. :)

xoxo,

~janii. love is my favorite hate. NOT.

P.S. They're mushy. Ew.

Se você não quer saber nada sobre o quinto ano da série pare de ler agora.

O que vem sendo escrito e que está no clip de divulgação da nova temporada é que Wilson vai pedir demissão. Ele e House estarão afastados e esse é o grande arco de história a ser desenvolvido. O afastamento de Wilson vai ser fundamental para a aproximação ainda maior de House com Cuddy. Esses dois, alias, vão se beijar no sexto episódio, pelo menos é o que a EW conta na sua matéria de capa.

Os produtores disseram que vão reparar o problema causado pela greve que levou ao quase desaparecimento de Chace e Cameron. Na última temporada estava previsto um episódio mostrando o dois como um casal o que deve acontecer agora.

Os novos médicos da equipe de House ganharam um novo companheiro o Detetive particular Lucas Douglas que vai ser contratado por House para investigar seus pacientes. A idéia é que Douglas ganhe um spin-off, mas tudo dependerá de seu desempenho e aceitação do público.

EA-6B Prowler

Find the EA-6B Prowler poster, framed print, or 2009 twelve-month calendar print at The PatriArt Gallery.

The EA-6B Prowler provides an umbrella of protection for strike aircraft, ground troops and ships by jamming enemy radar, electronic data links and communications.

Features The Prowler is a long-range, all-weather aircraft with advanced electronic countermeasures capability. Manufactured by the Northrop Grumman Systems Corporation, it is a twin-engine, mid-wing configured aircraft that has a side by-side cockpit arrangement. The EA-6B war fighting systems includes the ALQ-99 on board receiver, the ALQ-99 pod mounted jamming system, the USQ-113 communications jamming system and the HARM missile. Two significant upgrades now in development are the Improved Capability (ICAP III) and the Multifunctional Information Distribution System (MIDS). The ICAP III, approved for Low Rate Initial Production in June 2003, upgrades the on board receiving system, providing an accurate threat emitter geo-locator and a selective reactive jamming capability against modern threat systems. The ICAP III upgrade includes new cockpit displays, improved systems connectivity, and improved system reliability. The MIDS upgrade provides the ability to receive and utilize data via the Link 16 tactical data link. The Initial Operational Capabilities are planned for March and November 2005, respectively.

Background The primary mission of the EA-6B Prowler is Suppression of Enemy Air Defenses in support of strike aircraft and ground troops by interrupting enemy electronic activity and obtaining tactical electronic intelligence within the combat area.

Service Navy and Marine Corps

Data courtesy USN

So now it is Sunday and I am in a bad mood because I haven't left my house all weekend and the people who were going to rent my apartment still haven't emailed me to confirm.  Angry.  And sad.

So, obviously, I won't keep you because there is absolutely nothing I have done that is worth reading about.  I'll try to do something entertaining this week, I promise.

Thanks for loving me even though I am a loser and a loner.

<3

Det är då, när jag ungefär hundra meter från min port plockar upp iPoden ur fickan för att byta låt, som en fågel bajsar på den. Lite i förbifarten sådär, den nanosekund det tog för mig att trycka på next. En stor, äcklig, svartlila diarrebajs rakt på min iPod. Nu har jag belägg, fåglar ÄR onda!

Fast jag kunde inte ens bli arg, bara asgarva och (lite morbid som jag är) ta kort på eländet. Ända tills Fredrik nämnde fågelinfluensa och jag konstaterade att det kanske trots allt är dags för en ny musikmaskin, nu när det är fågelbajs i sprickorna.

Papphammar!

so like i mentioned before. i'm sick.
my nose if stuffy.
my throat is sore.
my head is in a million different places.
i look gross.
it's amazing i made it through the day today.
but anyway. it's only fall and it already feels like winter. i don't like it. it'd dark in the morning, it's cold through out the day. it's freezing in the morning. it's freezing at night.
everyone is sick. germs spread rapidly. it's all gross and horrible. i dislike winter highly. i'm more of a spring. late spring.

so here's my today list for the week.

• buy more juice.
• talk to gorgeous guy.
• end my sickness.
• download some more aiden.
• find an aiden sweatshirt for a reasonable price.
• buy more chapstick.
• pick up ellen hopkins identical from the library
• start eating healthier. since i'm a vegetarian again [for about a week and a half.]

i think that's it. eh. what else can i talk about? nothing now. i'm going to go and i'll write later. right now. i want to take a shower. a long relaxing shower. or at least until i get yelled at for taking to long in the shower. so i'm going to go shower and wash away my sickness. blah.

-your sick monster.

Am I the only one who gets grossly nauseated by this (or anything else T. Lin manages to pass off as creation)?

ps: i totes tagged this post as "literature" in quotations but wordpress deleted them.

The article is my last clinging hope that summer will stick around for a few more days, and it responds to the age-old Willamette Valley question about what you can do with all the tomatoes that are just now, just prior to our first frost, ripening by the bucketful.  I wrote about panzanella, the Tuscan bread salad, and variations I've made over the last year or so.

I think panzanella is the perfect late summer salad -- it's more hearty than the caprese or plain tomato salads that are so refreshing during the hot, long days.  Panzanella gives us the fortitude we need to face the rains of fall.

I only had room for one panzanella recipe, the base recipe from which all the variations spring, so I wanted to add a few more notes.  The picture appearing in the article, which is the first one in this post, for example, is the fennel olive panzanella with tarragon and parsley.  Those are peppery little Japanese kaiware radish flowers from my garden in the picture, by the way.   You can add nuances to the fennel and tarragon, both anise-y flavors, by adding a 1/2 teaspoon of aniseed or a glug of Herbsaint liqueur to the salad. Fresh, soft, yellow fennelseed from your flowering fennel plant would transform the salad into something exquisite, I guarantee it.

You can see the differences in the bread I used for the wet-bread experiment, ciabatta from Eugene City Bakery (left), Marché Provisions (right), and Metropol (not pictured).  The light crust, big holes and coarse-grained texture of the ECB bread made the panzanella more couscous-like.  See?  The panzanella on the spoon below is couscous-y (and flavored with cucumber, chive vinegar and fresh chives); the panzanella pictured above is custardy, with intact cubes.  The latter is Marcella Hazan's recipe with capers, anchovies, red pepper, garlic and cucumber, yum.

I had never thought much about the kind of bread to use for the salad before writing the article, and I'm really glad I experimented with it.  The MP bread really did make a custardy, almost bread-pudding-y panzanella, and my extensive staff of kitchen tasters (i.e., my husband Retrogrouch) preferred it greatly over the couscous-y panzanella.

There are some recipes out there that call for darker, heavier bread, and I suppose you could do that, but I dunno.  I mean, strawberry seeded dark rye panzanella?  Yikes.  Sounds...healthy.  I believe in life we pick our poisons, and if that's yours, well, vaya con dios.  My kitchen is more about making an American burger panzanella with dill pickles and ground meat with a sesame seed garnish.  I think it's pretty clear who should be trusted in this crucial matter.

On a more serious note, I'm very excited about the EW column, and already researching possibilities for my next article, when fall is really, honestly here.  I'm trying to decide between an Ode to Rain recipe and an American Gothic exposé, giving advice on how to explore the darker, bitterer side of cuisine.  I also have a kickass cranberry sauce recipe, hm.  And then there's that beef jerky I've been meaning to discuss, which is also very American Gothic if you ask me, with its desiccated flesh.  Ah, decisions, decisions.  I guess fall won't be so bad.

]]> http://mynewboyfriend.wordpress.com/?p=270 Mon, 22 Sep 2008 21:43:16 +0000 jeffreychrist http://mynewboyfriend.com/2008/09/22/my-new-lunch-meat/ I'll never look at Rocky and Bullwinkle the same, ever!

But then I found something that made me feel not only better, but also nauseated at the same time. Someone has posted pictures of an apartment they discovered after the renter had absconded on her rent for a while. I have this unhealthy fascination with how others live... especially when they live in utter squalor. I admit that I'm rather shocked and awed that they have a house that is worse than anything I've ever seen on "How Clean is your House."

At first I think, "Well, maybe she's depressed and just has a thing for fast food."

Then they get more into the apartment... and I see more trash. Hrm. Now I'm really worried.

This is when the psycho-esque violins began to screech. What is on the bathroom sink?!!!!

Aaaah!!!!! Ahhh!!!! What the fuck is all over the floor? What the fuck is that?

This one is kinda pathetic... that ironing board and that little bottle of febreeze. It's that little attempt at presenting something "normal" to the outside.

*shudder* Man, I shouldn't beat myself up when I don't clean as much up during the week as I think I should. Nothing I can do will ever come near anything like that.

And then, after the wave of nausea (probably both from the pictures and my illness), I begin to feel a little better.

Enjoy.

Amongst the most disgusting things I've ever seen:
[caption id="attachment_538" align="alignnone" width="362" caption="Burger King. Sick!"][/caption]

And Pete "Ophile" Wentz is also, apparently, a furry! IS THERE NO GOD????

I didn't think salt and pepper shakers could actually be pretentious. But I was wrong.

Is there anything more pretentious than these salt and pepper shakers from CB2? I mean, come on. Maybe if you picked them in Spain, they'd be an interesting addition to your table. But they're not. They're from your local CB2. Who buys these? People who want their salt and pepper shakers to make them seem well-traveled? I'm so confused.