November 13, 2008 by me
…which is probably why there is no team, because there are too many I’s in kitchen of my reality.
Ugh.
Sometimes I want to just live on a horse farm in Kentucky and forget about life. But I’m pretty sure I would get bored.
I miss being part of a team, and in a world that owes you no recognition, it becomes increasingly annoying that I still want it.
Note to self: must grow up.
Grr.
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November 9, 2008 by roseweaver
I have a weird obsession with alarm clocks and kitchen timers. As in, I collect them. I know, weird, right? I’m sure if I had a therapist, she would say I was obsessed with time. It’s not like I am constantly checking time, or even actively use them besides for making cookies. My alarm clock right now is my cell phone. I know, lame. And I sleep with a sound machine to drown out the sound of the city. So I guess I actively use two alarm clocks. They’re just not as cool as these new ones I have found. I just like the design of them. Hey, some people collect pez dispensers. At least my collection has some function. So here are a few of my favorites that I hope to get under the Christmas tree this year:
I have wanted this alarm clock for some time because I sleep with blackout shades, and I can never tell when it is light out or not. Perfect for seasonal lack of sun disorder I think we all have in the winter months. Plus I love the retro feel of it. First introduced in 1952, this unique “moonbeam” clock wakes you with a gently illuminating light. If you fall back asleep, a bell sounds. Available at llbean.com
Isn't he cute?
You must, must, must visit this website. It’s hilarious. This is probably my most favorite clock. The clock wakes you up with a butler’s voice saying things like, “I’m so sorry to disturb you, madam, but it appears to be morning. Very inconvenient, I agree. It is the rotation of the earth that is to blame.” or “I’m afraid the staff has absconded, madam. And it is my day off. I trust it will not be too onerous to make your own exquisitely sliced toast an perfectly cooked breakfast?” The clock is voiced by well-known British actor/comedian Stephen Fry, known for playing the famous butler, Jeeves alongside his comedy partner and House star Hugh Laurie. Waking up to guys who talk in English accents… what’s not to love? Available at voco.uk.com
I would never use this one, but it’s entirely too cute for someone like me who works in tv. There is a remote chance that you will just fall in love this Retro TV alarm clock. It is housed in a retro-style television and will play back old game show themes and sounds to awake you in the mornings. It displays color changing text patterns that would easily get annoying while trying to sleep. Luckily it includes a remote control for turning off the display among other things. Available at sourcingmap.com
Chase me!
The alarm goes off once, but if you hit snooze Clocky jumps off your nightstand (up to 3 feet) and wheels around your room looking for a place to hide before it sounds the alarm a second time. The snooze time can be set from 0-9 minutes, so if you set it at 0 Clocky runs right away. Nothing like a little hide-and-seek to get you going in the morning. I’m not sure if I could use this, as my dog would probably go nuts, but that would get me out of bed, right? Available at uncommongoods.com or target.com.
Countdown to launch!
By far my favorite new alarm clock. Perfect for any space nut like me. Blast off every morning with our Rocket Alarm Clock! Just set the digital alarm, and as “launch time” approaches, you’ll hear a countdown begin. If you’re not awake to disarm the launch procedure, the Rocket Alarm Clock’s launches its missile, beeping until you return it to the clock’s base. It’s a space-age wake-up call! Available at urbanoutfitters.com.
Twice as nice!
Reminds me of old timers like my grandfather would have used…
uncommongoods.com
Farm animals are so cute.
wrapables.com
Beautiful, the perfect splash of color, and Italian.
forzieri.com
Because who doesn’t love Disney?
disneyshopping.go.com
Because it has five freaking timers and it’s so cute!
cooking.com
Gotta love anything from Moma.
momastore.org
Perfect for the sushi lover in all of us.
ochelly.com
I don’t know why, but seeing this guy always cracks me up.
dbccollectibles.com
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November 8, 2008 by me
This week has been full of high school weirdness. As in, every where I look, I am running into people I knew from High school, or seeing them on tv, or hearing them on the radio. It’s just weird!
So I watch a lot of tv. Like a lot. An unhealthy amount that I justify by saying I work in TV. But anyway. So I am watching TV and I see Sam Witwer. This guy I went to high school with. Major player in the first season of Battlestar Gallactica. Then he appears on my favorite shows like NCIS, CSI and Bones as the same creepy character-type. He’s awesome. He’s always been awesome…first time I saw him act was in One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest in high school, and even at 17, he was amazing. And you root for people like him to succeed. And he is. So that’s awesome.
Then I see Katie Cleary invade my CSI: NY. Sure she has one line. Sure I’ve seen her in Playboy, America’s Next Top Model Cycle 1, and that Verizon Wireless commercial where LC tells Brody he’s a pig for staring at Katie Cleary’s ass. But I was watching CSI:NY, and was like, wait, I know this girl. She went to my high school, and here she is, on the TV, in one of my favorite shows. So go her.
And then, just now, I was watching Gossip Girl, and this girl runs into the screen and kisses a boy and says her two lines, and I’m going…oh, my, god, I know this girl! It’s Christina Hogg, now going by Christina Hogue, who I was in high school musicals with. And again. It becomes, I went to high school with you, and here you are invading my Monday guilty pleasure that is Gossip Girl. So go you.
And before now, I would try to compare myself to them, and try to see who has become the most successful of all the people I went to high school with. This might have something to do with the fact that it will be 10 (!) years since high school next year, and I am always curious to see who ends up where in life. Like if the drama kids actually ended up as accountants or something. I would contemplate if I took the wrong road in life, if I should’ve stayed in LA and worked my ass off in film, and sold my soul to the Hollywood devil, would I be rich and famous with no soul in a Malibu condo…I would sit and compare my life and say, yeah, they made it to the TV, but I have an Emmy, yadda, yadda, yadda (btw, I did win an Emmy. Yay me). I would then usually feel bad for myself. Then put them down and say, whatever, at least I own a condo and have a steady paycheck with benefits…
But not now. I mean, sure, I think as humans we all want to be successful, and appreciated, and recognized now and again. But when I see these people that I went to high school with on screen, I can’t help but feel proud for them. Happy for them, even. Cause I know that’s its been 10 years since high school. I know that they have probably worked 10 hours bartending just to make the rent so they could audition for that role that just might be their break. I know they probably have cried a couple times from that business and contemplated if this is what they want to do for the rest of their lives. Who knows, maybe they are a lot stronger than most of us, and have never cared about anything else in the world, have never wanted to be anything else but actors in this world. And you know what, I am geniunely happy for them. Because now I have bragging rights when they are on screen. I get to say, “Hey, that’s so-and-so, I went to high school with them! How about that?” It might have taken them 10 years to be visible on national television, but I am sure that it is 10 years of blood, sweat and tears. Because each of these people, and every actor (who is a real actor) that I have ever met, has had the passion, the desire, the blood, the sweat and the tears to do what they love. To embody what they know. And they have that feeling that this is the one thing they were put on this earth to do. And how could I be bitter over that passion?
So to Sam Witwer, Katie Cleary, and Christina Hogue, I wish you much more success. I can’t wait to see you pop up in my shows again. And to Scott Burman, Andy Gersh and Kevin Miller…where are you?
And just today, I met a couple friends from high school for lunch in Evanston, and it was like we’d never left. In a good way. In the way that you walk into a restaurant where everyone knows your name, and you don’t have to explain yourself to anyone, and you can just sit and have a conversation and it doesnt matter that you haven’t seen these people in two or six years…it’s that kind of familiarity that I crave these days, and I can’t help but smile. So comfortable am I that I agreed to a Dublin trip in the near future with these two. So we will see what happens.
High School for me was fantastic. I didn’t know anyone the first day of freshman year, and I left knowing just about everyone. I was friends with everyone, I was that girl who everyone knew, I was the freaking homecoming junior attendant for god’s sake. But I feel like in high school, I had too much to prove, I put on too much of a facade, and no one really stopped to get to know the real me. Hell, did anyone know the real them in high school? The point of this rambling is to say that high school for me, has never gone away. I feel like the world is just one big high school. There will always be cliques. There will always be the Prom Queen, the Most Likely to Succeed, and the Loner. But no matter what, whether you went to it, loved it, or just plain loathed it, high school is one of those formative things that never seems to leave your life. At least for me.
I love how seeing people from high school on TV catapultes me to a time I thought I had it all figured out. Sometimes we learn so much from the past. Sometimes we learn that we have learned nothing at all. And sometimes, the past brings us one step closer to a future trip to Dublin.
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