Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Unsilent Night
Last night I convinced Jason to go to Unsilent Night with me. It was really, really cold out but it was worth it. So, this guy Phil Klein, who calls himself a composer, puts his "ethereal" music on tapes and then distributes them to all that bring their boom-boxes. Who knew those still existed. There are 4 versions of the tapes -- each playing a different part of the composed piece. When he says go, all press play and begin to march along the streets of Philadelphia. It was truly a great experience in that it makes the city streets seem somewhat absurd. Here are all these people of different ages and walks of life marching to this music (here is what it sounds like) and you'd think they came out of nowhere. There was some sort of harmonious disonance to it all. We especially enjoyed the startled and sometimes annoyed faces of those standing by.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
the christmas bush
Yesterday, after a long and agonizing process my ficus tree died. In order to commemorate it's short life I decided to give it the honor of replacing my holiday tree. Besides, I wasn't really planning on getting a christmas tree this year. So, I brought out my ornament and produced what you see pictured. At first I was thrilled. I think christmas ornaments can be one of the most beautiful things you can pull out in the mist of so much dreary and cold grayness. But, much to my dismay, the final product was nothing like what I had envisioned.
So, you be the judge.
Is my tree:
A) a sorry attempt, as well as miserable failure, at being crafty in a "Design on a Dime" sort of way (most things on that show are miserable failures)
B)"the poor man's tree"
C) a tree that Nightmare Before Christmas' Jack would
have loved
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
If you want to give shit for Christmas this year...
Go Here.
I was at first taken aback. I thought Paper Source was a bit snooty at times (I guess more crafty than snooty). But now they have earned my total respect.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Jason's going to kill me
Overnight we got our first glimpse of snow this year. Everything is so quiet and peaceful after it snows. The only bad part is when you have to try and go about your normal day. It looks pretty but it sure doesn't feel right under your shoes. I'm always terrified of slipping.
In other news, I informed Jason of my newly acquired blogging tendencies. He was very disappointed in me. To the point of calling a narcissistic egomaniac. Alia, you're a bad influence. He forbade me from mentioning him or even alluding to him on my blog. So, of course, as the perfect wife that I am, I'm boldly disregarding his request -- that's what you do when such silly requests are made. I'm OK for now since he hasn't even expressed interest in looking at my blog, much less going out of his way to find it online. I blame his fear of technology.
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