Rule, Brittaniea! Wrapped in plastic
Mad Men
“Good work, sycophants.” That last line just illustrates how clever Sesame Street has always been at entertaining parents in addition to chillenz. Related: MObama to help Sesame Street celebrate its 40th birthday.
Heights Natatorium
A long-simmering obsession with the Sutro Baths was reignited last night when I discovered the Houston Heights once had a bath house of it’s own, one that was unbelievable fed by White Oak Bayou. From The Galveston Daily News on April 12, 1895: “Houston’s new natatorium at Coombs park was thrown open to the public [...]
Fantastic
I love Wes Anderson but I’ve grown weary of his earnestness in recent films. But this? This looks amazing.
Two and two equals
I don’t watch television so I have no idea how I figured this out, but I was just listening to a Men at Work record (shut up) and I realized the song “Be Good Johnny” is also the theme song to the show Super Nanny.
Unsavory history
Yet another accolade for my ‘hood. Houston’s Montrose was named one of the Top 10 neighborhoods to live in in the United States.
Rosemary’s Baby
I try not to get too political around here, or too current event-sy, but the Polanski case has really got me all pissed off and some of the people who are coming to his defense are downright disappointing. Like this self-proclaimed feminist. At the risk of sounding too didactic, I’d like to ask this favor [...]
You hearin’ what I say?
Uh oh. I’m going through another Mel Tormé phase.
Indie city
Even CNN gets why I live in Houston.
Anyone can play guitar
I had a dream last night that I was in a band, on tour. My first tour. The tour was exceptionally nerve-racking not just because I suffer from stage fright and because I was on tour for the first time, but also because I have (both in real life, and in the dream) no idea [...]
The way I feel
The first few stanzas of this a cappella off-the-cuff version of “Because the Night” made my eyes water.
“Izzy” by James Ellroy
Izzy was out in back. Izzy was relaxing in the sun. What’s up, Daddy-O? Stray pit. Year old. She was too cool for school. Cocaine white and leather brown. She had cute in spades. Brooks felt kicked in the gut. Brooks felt his breath go. Brooks felt like he was going to boo-hoo-hoo. Fucking dog. [...]
Most flattering photo ever
I went to the most awesome baby shower Friday for an awesome friend who will be having awesome twins come 2010 (maybe earlier). I post this photo because I ike to be reminded of how silly I look sometimes.
Big wheel
Bicycling has done more to emancipate women than anything else in the world. I stand and rejoice every time I see a woman ride by on a wheel. It gives women a feeling of freedom and self-reliance. — Susan B. Anthony I bought a new bicycle this weekend and rode it to school today. More [...]
Gay marriage
He’s a little hard to understand in parts so here’s a transcript.
Morton’s
Here was my Halloween costume this past weekend. No, I was not Catherine Deneuve from Les Parapluies de Cherbourg as someone suggested. I say was my Halloween costume because the event I am going to on actual Halloween is a party where men dress as women and women dress as men. I am not sure [...]
Meercat bad manners
Via the Houston Zoo Twitter feed. There’s something creepy about it, no?
He thought I was a banana
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Brittanie , originally uploaded by charliew. If you’re wondering why I’ve been less-than-committed to blogging lately, it’s because I quit my crappy part-time job selling costume jewelry and am now working [...]
Pale Horse, Pale Rider
Recommended humpday reading: If the swine flu thing has you remotely paranoid, try reading Katherine Anne Porter’s definitive short story “Pale Horse, Pale Rider.” Based on her own near-death experience during the WWI flu outbreak. I discovered and fell in love with Porter recently during a class that I hated, but it was almost worth [...]
I am so smart!
I say this all the time, and no one ever knows what I’m quoting. So if you know me, this is what I’m quoting.
Shaking hands and kissing babies
I met Houston mayoral candidate Gene Locke last night. He gave me a shoulder massage. He was at the V.I.P. opening of the new St. Arnold’s brewery (a.k.a. “The Newery”). I was there to cover it for Houstonist. I’ve been pretty unsure of who to vote for for mayor. The candidates’ platforms seem indistinguishable to [...]
The Legend of Boggy Creek
For Halloween: here’s a story my dad used to tell me when I was a kid. Dad loves ghost stories and on long late drives to Dallas to visit my sister* he used to try his hardest to freak me out. This one was especially effective. *Happy birthday to little sis, who turns 22 today!
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