Showing posts with label random. Show all posts
Showing posts with label random. Show all posts

09 February 2012

2 Random Thoughts

I know I haven't written anything in ages. That's how it goes. So my first post in 2012 is 2 totally random and unrelated thoughts. Again, that's just how it goes...

1. Obama's campaign people just put up a Spotify playlist for the campaign. First, I wonder if our founding fathers ever imagined that being successful in politics would require finding staff who can pick out music with mass appeal for use on the campaign? Second, when they include Ray LaMontagne's "You Are The Best Thing," do they mean that Obama is the best thing in our lives? Or are we the best thing in Obama's life? (Dad, no need to respond to this. I know your answer. ;))

2. I take the bus daily to/from work. I live in Los Angeles. This makes my stress level infinitely better than if I drove. I sit back, relax, read a book or magazine, or just zone out. All while the rest of my city sits in anger about some jackass cutting them off on Sunset Blvd. Despite the clear superiority of bus-riding to driving (in my opinion), it is not without its downsides. My biggest bus pet peeve lately has to do with seat selection. I feel like it's an unwritten rule that you do not choose a seat next to someone unless all other options are taken. So today, when there was a full row of seats in front of me open, and random dude chose to sit right next to me, I was a little peeved. I dealt with it, but it's still annoying. Also annoying? When all rows are taken, so people justifiably begin sitting next to strangers, why do they always have to pick me? I know I'm thin and shower daily, which probably makes me a more desirable seat neighbor than many other bus riders, but ugh. It just feels unfair. Why do I take the bus if I clearly have such issues sharing space with strangers? Well, I guess the pros outweigh the cons. But I can still complain, right?

24 November 2011

Ads

So I was reading an article about a cherpumple (the cherry pie, apple pie, pumpkin pie baked into a 3 layer cake) online today, and one commenter said that he thinks it's funny that this article is surrounded by diet ads. So I look at the ads, and it turns out that the ads are targeted to the browser/search history of the computer, as my ads are for things like fashion, the LA Phil, and a pop culture website. So this guy thinks the diet ads are targeting the pie-cake article, but they're actually just targeting him. Which sort of makes me feel bad for him for outing himself as a diet connoisseur (or at least someone who has searched enough diets or diet products to get ads about it).

01 September 2011

Milestones

I sort of live my life as a set of milestones. I know, I know. I should "revel in the moment" and in the "journey" instead of always waiting for the next achievement, but well, I sort of LIKE working toward milestones. I DO enjoy the in-between times, but I view it as the enjoyment of the process toward the next step. Maybe that's why I entered a career where my life will continually be another paper or grant application to submit. I enjoy working toward something tangible.

Because then I get days like today. Days when I:
  • Send off a big packet of papers to Germany. The culmination of a couple months of emailing, writing, collaborating, editing, and finally printing an application for a fellowship in Berlin.
  • Email a job application to 2 different universities for faculty positions.
  • Email a grant application to the UCLA grants office (this one is a little less climatic since the grants office is notorious for being a pain in the ass with regard to getting everything off to the potential funding agency) - but still the culmination of many many months of writing and editing.
  • Email edits of 4 essays for a friend's internship applications. This one didn't take too long, but it was fun and nice to send back to her so that SHE can get to her next milestone of submitting those apps!
I just feel really good about checking things off the "to-do" list, you know?

It also doesn't hurt that I'm going to Oregon this weekend for a wedding and short backpacking trip and to see some good friends. And that the following weekend I get a visit from another good and long-lost friend and celebrate my birthday. Life is pretty good right now...

12 August 2011

Mixing what makes me happy

For years and years of my adult life, I was stumped about how my mom could create amazing meals out of what seemed like random things in the pantry. I mean, sure, for special occasions she'd get out some cookbook and follow a recipe, but on a day-to-day basis, it was either a standby meal that she made frequently or a new creation of odds and ends we had in the pantry. When I began making my own meals, I could never figure out how she always ended up with these great things on hand. My method was basically going to the store with exact ingredients in mind for a particular meal or meals. I'd usually throw in some of those things that never go bad, like frozen corn, to have in an emergency situation where I didn't have time to go to the store. This style was great when I lived in Oregon, with a small grocery in my backyard. What sounded good for dinner? Ok, now off to buy those food items.

So years later, I think I might have figured it out. Tonight, I made one of the best curries I have ever made. I often have coconut milk and red curry paste on hand because, well, they don't go bad, and I then I just have to go buy the veggies to go in it. I got my CSA box yesterday (my 3rd box since starting, and this one was by far the best - it's like they read my mind about what fruits and vegetables I like), and so I thought, "maybe I'll just throw some veggies into a curry." However, my curries usually have more "Asian" style veggies in them. You know, since I usually buy them with the specific intention to make a curry. Anyway, these were definitely not typical curry vegetables, but I just thought, "eh, whatever. I like these vegetables, and I like curry, so it could work."

BINGO. That's what I've been messing up this whole time. I keep trying to create meals that "make sense" in some organized way. I overthink what goes together and what matches or doesn't match instead of just thinking about what I like and throwing it all together. I'm not positive this was my mom's method, but I am thinking that it works. So I made this curry tonight. Yellow patty pan squash, green beans, red onion, orange bell pepper, coconut milk, red curry paste, fish sauce, tumeric, garlic powder, ginger, dash of cinnamon. Some of those last spices started to get random, but it was awesome. Seriously one of the best curries that I've made. I'm not 100% sold on the green beans in a curry, but it was still good.

So I started thinking about this and my overthinking problem (yeah yeah, I was thinking about thinking... There is a word for that, you know, so I'm not the only one!). And my perfectionism. I want everything to be just right, and I think that's part of my problem. I was talking about this with my mom regarding interior decorating. I was getting frustrated with the fact that my apartment looks great, yet not amazing. I feel as though it's still boring in some way. It's the same problem. Everything in my apartment is meant to "go" with a particular aesthetic. It's an aesthetic that I love, but the overall effect is a little too "matchy" and not enough personality. So my mom and I had decided that from here on out - I will just get things that I like, regardless of how it "goes" with my current decor. First step in that direction was the purchase of this Florence & The Machine concert poster, which I love. I actually am really happy with how it is going to work with the rest of my office, too. (My newly reupholstered chair and ottoman should be finished sometime next week!)


Tonight I spent the evening writing a grant proposal. A Friday night. And I loved every minute of it. I don't care what I "should" be doing with my Friday night - being social, getting a drink somewhere, at least doing something leisurely like watch a movie. But the grant writing is fun to me (please no nerd comments...), so I don't care.

One last way I'm incorporating this mentality of "if I like it, do it" into my life is applying for a fellowship in Germany for next year. Some people have been like, "whoa, are you sure?" And I am. Is it the perfect next step in some grand planned out and orchestrated career? Nope. But the grand and orchestrated career plan hasn't been making me completely happy. Parts of it have, for sure. (I edited a grant proposal at the pool today - not a lot of other jobs have that flexibility...) But I'm just sick of plans and zeitgeists that I have to follow.

So if you see me walking around with totally mismatched clothes anytime soon - just know it's cause I really liked that shirt AND I really liked those pants and somehow decided they should go together just because I said so. Ok...maybe there are some limits...

08 August 2011

Update?

It's been brought to my attention that I have not written here in months. The last post included more countdowns, but I actually only have 1 countdown left! Nothing has been added! So to date, it's 24 days until I leave for Mt. Hood, Oregon to attend my friend Krista's wedding. And that's it! Hmm, I should come up with something to countdown toward... I'll think on it. UPDATE: I added 2 countdown widgets today. My friend Seth is visiting in 31 days, and my sister Kate is visiting in 85 days!

In the meantime, I've been trying to go through things that I have in my house that I don't really need - those things that sit on shelves, in drawers, or closets. I always think that I'll do this during moves, but then it's easier to just throw it in a box and move it along. So I currently have 21 books for sale on half.com. I have no faith that they will sell, so if anyone wants any of them, let me know. I'll send them to you! And after a month or so, I'll probably take them to Goodwill or something. Here's what I'm selling: http://shops.half.ebay.com/lucyb2222_W0QQmZbooksQQ_trksidZp2919

I also have a vacuum that I'm getting rid of. It's this one: http://www.amazon.com/Dirt-Devil-83410-Swift-Stick/dp/tech-data/B000BPAIHY It will probably go to Goodwill, too. I bought a heavy-duty pet-hair sucker vacuum recently that is amazing, so this little guy no longer has a purpose...

And with that excitement, I end the latest blog update in months. Perhaps now you know why I haven't written anything yet. ;)

20 January 2011

Auto-Correct

This website about the perils of auto-correct on text messages has made me laugh out loud on many occasions. This kind of thing happens to me when I text a lot, but it's usually something boring. I just remembered a good one from Christmas, though, and I thought I would share:

Saturday 25 December 2010:
(After an earlier conversation via text that is not worth repeating on the internet)
Adam: Haha. Merry Christmas.
Me: To you too. Wait, you're Jewish!
Adam: Yep. I can still ethically hope that yours is merry!
Me: True. Thanks!
Me: Shabot slalom
Me: Text correct fail
Me: Shalom...
Adam: I'm imagining skiing between huge white candles while trying to chant prayers...
Me: Haha. Awesome

13 April 2010

Earth vs. Appearance

This weekend I bought new running socks. They are made of organic, chlorine-free wool and made in the USA with wind power. The packaging they came in is made with recycled paper and soy-based inks.

The reason I bought them? They were cute. I'm all for the environment when it looks good, too.

31 March 2010

DB

Spotted on the 101 driving south from Ventura toward LA: big black Hummer with a personalized plate reading, "I BALLIN'."

He may as well have just personalized it to say, "I'M A DOUCHEBAG."

Oh wait, that doesn't fit on the plate. Maybe that's why he wrote what he did.

11 October 2009

Brand New

I think I forgot I had a blog...

But I just had this thought. There is a band called Brand New. What happens when they've been around for 40 years? Or maybe they plan on breaking up before then...

13 December 2008

Spam

Subject line of some spam email I just got: Tap her hole and drill her. Surprisingly (or not), I'm just not really into that...

Also, I don't really smell when I sweat. I know that seems random to you, readers, but that is because you do not see me in front of my computer all sweaty, having just finished working out.