Looking for new Music? Look no further than Andy Skib.
Never hear of him? Well that’s okay don’t be scared, try him out.
http://www.myspace.com/tohaveheroes
Skib, who is also a member of The Anthemic (as in David Cook and the Anthemic) and was/is lead singer and a founding member of Midwest Kings, started this solo project in 2008 and has, just today, added a cover of the Killer’s hit “When You Were Young.”
So check out the MySpace and if you like it, go to ITunes and buy the EP!
http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/ep/id285072635
Are you still reading this?
What are you waiting for? Go now.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Just say no to cupcakes…
Look carefully, that might appear to be nothing more than a picture of cupcakes but I will let you in on a little secret, those are actually a highly addictive substance. You see those are not just cupcakes those are Magnolia Bakery cupcakes, which the government should list as a controlled substance.
If you have never been to New York City, you probably haven’t tasted one. You are the lucky one because you really can’t have just one. Oh sure they are great for an occasional visitor, you get to taste them and then go home to the safety of your neighborhood bakeries and Betty Crocker cook books, but I am not so lucky.
The first time I tasted one was when I was a freshman in college. I had heard a celebrity I was crushing on swear by them and I simply had to try and he was right. I then went back to my life in the Bronx and College in upper Westchester, safe from their delicious temptation tucked away on Bleecker Street. I am now almost two years removed from college and my interest in that celebrity has gone by the waste side, when I think of him at all I am baffled by the infatuation in fact. However, I’ve never forgotten the cupcakes and now I work in Manhattan just blocks away.
One day I saw a sign in Grand Central Station stating that they would be opening a Magnolia Bakery annex there the following week. I made my first visit there the last week of February. It is now the second week of March and I have visited Magnolia locations three times and just today literally had to force myself not to go to Bleecker because I was only 5 blocks away.
The cake is just cake but the frosting is like crack! I don’t eat chocolate cake but last week I was babysitting for friends who had a box of Chocolate Magnolia cupcakes and I not once, not twice, but three times stuck my fingers in the frosting and had to rearrange it so that the mother wouldn’t notice I did it. And it gets worse, there are two other locations in Rockefeller Center and Columbus Ave. bringing the grand total to 4 Magnolia Bakeries around Manhattan, I cannot escape them they are literally Uptown, Downtown, Eastside, and Westside.
So please, don’t be like me. If you have never tasted this mouth-watering treat, save yourself. If you don’t’ heed my warning and do become addicted (and you will) don’t say I didn’t try to warn you.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Reality Bites part II: Why There Will Never Be Another Season Seven Of American Idol
American Idol was the greatest show I had ever seen, The first episode I’d ever watched was the season one finale and I was so hooked I counted down the days until season two. By the time Ruben won that year, Idol was my favorite show. I have on many occasions, including my prom, been out and called home to find out the results because I couldn’t wait a few hours to find out.
Then came Season 7, March 2008.
After season 6 I had decided that I would never vote again, I have no idea what exactly set this off, but I had realized that my vote was the kiss of death and I wouldn’t do that again. This lasted until Aussie Michael Johns, one of my top 3 favorites, was given the boot. Then I started voting my fingers to the bone in hopes of saving my pick from the beginning David Cook from elimination. Apparently, I was no longer the kiss of death because Cook won and has gone on to go platinum. I was overjoyed because I picked him as the best when he auditioned looking like a rooster in a Cosby sweater, belting out a version of “Living on a Prayer” that kicked off a love affair with his voice that many of you are aware of (if you aren’t familiar, I’m sure you will be as this blog grows).
Season8 did not live up to its predecessor and now season 9 doesn’t appear to be much better. Simply put, Season 7 broke AI. You might think this is a longing for David Cook but it isn’t, top to bottom the final 10 could out sing anyone that has appear in both 8 and 9.
It’s sort of a double edged sword for me, my favorite show is awful so I should be sad but I witnessed some amazing artists appear on the music scene and, in the case of Cook, got to watch a man who may go down as one of the greatest artists of our time finally get the record deal he so long deserved.
Then came Season 7, March 2008.
After season 6 I had decided that I would never vote again, I have no idea what exactly set this off, but I had realized that my vote was the kiss of death and I wouldn’t do that again. This lasted until Aussie Michael Johns, one of my top 3 favorites, was given the boot. Then I started voting my fingers to the bone in hopes of saving my pick from the beginning David Cook from elimination. Apparently, I was no longer the kiss of death because Cook won and has gone on to go platinum. I was overjoyed because I picked him as the best when he auditioned looking like a rooster in a Cosby sweater, belting out a version of “Living on a Prayer” that kicked off a love affair with his voice that many of you are aware of (if you aren’t familiar, I’m sure you will be as this blog grows).
Season8 did not live up to its predecessor and now season 9 doesn’t appear to be much better. Simply put, Season 7 broke AI. You might think this is a longing for David Cook but it isn’t, top to bottom the final 10 could out sing anyone that has appear in both 8 and 9.
It’s sort of a double edged sword for me, my favorite show is awful so I should be sad but I witnessed some amazing artists appear on the music scene and, in the case of Cook, got to watch a man who may go down as one of the greatest artists of our time finally get the record deal he so long deserved.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Reality Bites part I
So it’s Friday and I lack energy to think of a good blog topic. It was between complaining about people who insist we are all going to die in 2012 or talking about Kate Gosselin being on Dancing with the Stars. I decided, since its Friday (and the end of the world idea freaks me out) I’m going to compromise and talk about the end of reality TV as I knew it.
Until recently I only watched three reality shows, Dancing with the Stars, Jon and Kate Plus 8, and American Idol. All of these strangely have a correlation in 2008 so let’s go back exactly two years ago.
One night, while channel surfing I stumbled about a show about a couple with two sets of multiples. Kate was an overbearing wife, Jon was her abused husband, but the stars were 8 adorable little kids (ok technically 7 and Mady.) I immediately set the DVR to tape all episodes and by summer, along with driving my mother crazy, I had caught up on the entire lives of the Gosselin children (you remember them, the ones who Jon and Kate forgot about.) Not long after I had caught up, unfortunately the marriage dismantled and so too has the reality show.
Now all that remains is Kate, who everyone feels sorry for; Jon, who has gone from victim to biggest AHole in the world in the eyes of the media; and enough publicity and money that you would think you were talking about the Jolie-Pitts. Personally I think the kids should actually be given to Brad and Angelina since Jon and Kate are horrible parents and media whore.
Kate’s latest Media stunt, DWTS. In 2008, I really started to love that show because it was about faded stars trying to recapture their former glory. There is nothing like watching former boy-banders realizing that their lives and careers aren’t over just because their voices have cracked. But now the stars are gone. Has-beens are fun but never-wases are not. The point of the show is that we knew these people. It is sad to say the least.
This blog is getting a bit long so the biggest tragedy in the reality world, American Idol, will have to wait for another day.
Nighter…
Until recently I only watched three reality shows, Dancing with the Stars, Jon and Kate Plus 8, and American Idol. All of these strangely have a correlation in 2008 so let’s go back exactly two years ago.
One night, while channel surfing I stumbled about a show about a couple with two sets of multiples. Kate was an overbearing wife, Jon was her abused husband, but the stars were 8 adorable little kids (ok technically 7 and Mady.) I immediately set the DVR to tape all episodes and by summer, along with driving my mother crazy, I had caught up on the entire lives of the Gosselin children (you remember them, the ones who Jon and Kate forgot about.) Not long after I had caught up, unfortunately the marriage dismantled and so too has the reality show.
Now all that remains is Kate, who everyone feels sorry for; Jon, who has gone from victim to biggest AHole in the world in the eyes of the media; and enough publicity and money that you would think you were talking about the Jolie-Pitts. Personally I think the kids should actually be given to Brad and Angelina since Jon and Kate are horrible parents and media whore.
Kate’s latest Media stunt, DWTS. In 2008, I really started to love that show because it was about faded stars trying to recapture their former glory. There is nothing like watching former boy-banders realizing that their lives and careers aren’t over just because their voices have cracked. But now the stars are gone. Has-beens are fun but never-wases are not. The point of the show is that we knew these people. It is sad to say the least.
This blog is getting a bit long so the biggest tragedy in the reality world, American Idol, will have to wait for another day.
Nighter…
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Pinkberry Part II
Ending my last post with the Pinkberry hasn't killed me yet and then not blogging yesterday was not a planned move, I was simply unable to get my day together enough to take a break to write. Nothing like a little suspense, though, huh?
However, we are now over 48 hours out of the Pinkberry experiment and I was right, nothing bad happened. I don’t know what it is about the chocolate but apparently it really does block whatever causes my allergy, or perhaps the two interact and therefore the allergen is removed for the chocolate variety.
NOW FOR THE DISCLAIMER: this worked for me, which is awesome but that doesn't mean that it will work for everyone with a yogurt allergy and I don’t recommend that people with them just jump right in to a cup. If you want, introduce it gradually like i did and if anyone does repeat my experiment, I’d love to hear about it.
And while we are on the topic of Pinkberry, apparently singer Seal had a run in with security at a movie theater after he refused to throw away his Pinkberry treat before entering. This is an award winning entertainer who managed to win over a supermodel, how is it possible he doesn't know you hide it in a bag and sneak it in like the rest of the world? I myself have snuck in everything from Starbuck's Venti Frapicinnos to an entire Chinese food meal.
Come on Seal, step it up.
However, we are now over 48 hours out of the Pinkberry experiment and I was right, nothing bad happened. I don’t know what it is about the chocolate but apparently it really does block whatever causes my allergy, or perhaps the two interact and therefore the allergen is removed for the chocolate variety.
NOW FOR THE DISCLAIMER: this worked for me, which is awesome but that doesn't mean that it will work for everyone with a yogurt allergy and I don’t recommend that people with them just jump right in to a cup. If you want, introduce it gradually like i did and if anyone does repeat my experiment, I’d love to hear about it.
And while we are on the topic of Pinkberry, apparently singer Seal had a run in with security at a movie theater after he refused to throw away his Pinkberry treat before entering. This is an award winning entertainer who managed to win over a supermodel, how is it possible he doesn't know you hide it in a bag and sneak it in like the rest of the world? I myself have snuck in everything from Starbuck's Venti Frapicinnos to an entire Chinese food meal.
Come on Seal, step it up.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
The great Pinkberry experiment
Let’s start at the beginning. I am allergic to yogurt and have been since whenever it was that my mother tried introducing the food to me when I was an infant. I don’t have actual memories of the occurrence or occurrences when I sampled the stuff but from what I’ve been told the result was projectile vomiting to the point where there was no attempts at reintroduction and subsequent warning that I could not eat yogurt.
I am not very good with vomiting, projectile or otherwise so I heeded the warnings and decided that I would live a fine life never eating yogurt and didn’t particularly care if children do sometimes grow out of some allergies. I managed to spend the next 23ish years doing just this until Fall 2009 and my first day of my current job as a nanny. While pushing the carriage around Chelsea I found myself face to face with my first Pinkberry store.
I had heard raves about the frozen yogurt (something I can eat) and had always wanted to try it so I decided to get a trial of original. After one lick I realized however, Pinkberry doesn’t serve Frozen Yogurt but rather yogurt that has been frozen and is served soft serve. I cannot explain to you what the difference between the two is but apparently, there is.
Within five minutes I was in the throws of the worst headache I have ever experienced, with in hours this pain was rivaled with the bloating in my stomach and I spend most of the night running to the bathroom.
FACT: I AM STILL ALLERGIC TO YOGURT
Which bring us to last month. I was getting a sample of the new chocolate Pinkberry for a friend, some got on my hand and I licked it off; No nausea, no vomiting, no running to the bathroom, and no headache. I spent the following week trying to convince myself against my better judgment and all reason that there is something magical about chocolate that cures my yogurt allergy because it tastes amazing.
I know it doesn’t make sense but maybe there is something to this theory and so, like any body who ever took elementary school science I decided I would try it out, complete with the Scientific Method.
Ask a Question:
is it possible that there is something about Chocolate that I the antidote to whatever part of yogurt causes my yogurt allergy?
Do Background Research: The lick, I know it isn’t much but this is one of the rarest of food allergies so there isn’t much out there to help me.
Construct a Hypothesis:
"If I eat Pinkberry Chocolate and don’t get sick, then I will be right."
Test Your Hypothesis by Doing an Experiment:
As this is not a cheap treat and there is the issue that my own body I the test subject I didn’t want to rush into anything so over the last month I’ve done a few sample sizes to make sure I could handle it. Since I haven’t had any side effects I went in for the big test.
Today from 1:30pm until 1:45pm I ate a small cup.
Analyze Your Data and Draw a Conclusion:
Well this remains to be seen it’s been almost an hour and I’m not dead so I think that is a good start.
to be continued…
I am not very good with vomiting, projectile or otherwise so I heeded the warnings and decided that I would live a fine life never eating yogurt and didn’t particularly care if children do sometimes grow out of some allergies. I managed to spend the next 23ish years doing just this until Fall 2009 and my first day of my current job as a nanny. While pushing the carriage around Chelsea I found myself face to face with my first Pinkberry store.
I had heard raves about the frozen yogurt (something I can eat) and had always wanted to try it so I decided to get a trial of original. After one lick I realized however, Pinkberry doesn’t serve Frozen Yogurt but rather yogurt that has been frozen and is served soft serve. I cannot explain to you what the difference between the two is but apparently, there is.
Within five minutes I was in the throws of the worst headache I have ever experienced, with in hours this pain was rivaled with the bloating in my stomach and I spend most of the night running to the bathroom.
FACT: I AM STILL ALLERGIC TO YOGURT
Which bring us to last month. I was getting a sample of the new chocolate Pinkberry for a friend, some got on my hand and I licked it off; No nausea, no vomiting, no running to the bathroom, and no headache. I spent the following week trying to convince myself against my better judgment and all reason that there is something magical about chocolate that cures my yogurt allergy because it tastes amazing.
I know it doesn’t make sense but maybe there is something to this theory and so, like any body who ever took elementary school science I decided I would try it out, complete with the Scientific Method.
Ask a Question:
is it possible that there is something about Chocolate that I the antidote to whatever part of yogurt causes my yogurt allergy?
Do Background Research: The lick, I know it isn’t much but this is one of the rarest of food allergies so there isn’t much out there to help me.
Construct a Hypothesis:
"If I eat Pinkberry Chocolate and don’t get sick, then I will be right."
Test Your Hypothesis by Doing an Experiment:
As this is not a cheap treat and there is the issue that my own body I the test subject I didn’t want to rush into anything so over the last month I’ve done a few sample sizes to make sure I could handle it. Since I haven’t had any side effects I went in for the big test.
Today from 1:30pm until 1:45pm I ate a small cup.
Analyze Your Data and Draw a Conclusion:
Well this remains to be seen it’s been almost an hour and I’m not dead so I think that is a good start.
to be continued…
Monday, March 1, 2010
Why am i doing this?
The truth of the matter is writers need to write. It's like air to us, we don't breathe the same way without it. Well maybe that is a bit of a stretch, you can’t live without air and a writer can live when not writing, just not completely.
No matter how hard I try to have a successful and full life, despite how busy my mostly mundane existence has become I simply am not a fully evolves human with so much of my self laying dormant. I did have a blog following college, for almost a year actually but life got in the way and I decided I was better off turning my attentions toward finding a job and writing for money. I did continue to write, on occasion in the form of Epic emails or Facebook notes that lasted for days when I felt there was something justifying worth bothering my loved ones about. However, only writing of the extremely amazing or truly unbelievable isn’t good enough. It takes 1000 little nothings to create the amazing something that we all look back on as a great life.
So now here I am, ready and willing to share with you my world, through my eyes, as warped as it might be, and I promise this time I will keep writing as long as there is someone out there still reading. And it may well be that I will continue long after any readers are gone but I’d like readers.
I can’t guarantee it will be life changing, educational, or that you will come out of reading what I say feeling in any way more enriched than before you stopped by, but I can promise it will be interesting. So goodbye for right now and I hope to see you later
Lissie
No matter how hard I try to have a successful and full life, despite how busy my mostly mundane existence has become I simply am not a fully evolves human with so much of my self laying dormant. I did have a blog following college, for almost a year actually but life got in the way and I decided I was better off turning my attentions toward finding a job and writing for money. I did continue to write, on occasion in the form of Epic emails or Facebook notes that lasted for days when I felt there was something justifying worth bothering my loved ones about. However, only writing of the extremely amazing or truly unbelievable isn’t good enough. It takes 1000 little nothings to create the amazing something that we all look back on as a great life.
So now here I am, ready and willing to share with you my world, through my eyes, as warped as it might be, and I promise this time I will keep writing as long as there is someone out there still reading. And it may well be that I will continue long after any readers are gone but I’d like readers.
I can’t guarantee it will be life changing, educational, or that you will come out of reading what I say feeling in any way more enriched than before you stopped by, but I can promise it will be interesting. So goodbye for right now and I hope to see you later
Lissie
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