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Sorry but this blog and the trash contained herein is closed. This blogger is being reinvented. I can likely say that if you liked this you won't like the new one so I won't challenge you to find it. Happy Trails.

The Meet / Meat Market

It only seemed right to post pics of JPR's friends macking it up at the local radio station's MEAT market!

Only in New England....

There is one place where life and seasons imitate such craziness as here in good old Connecticut...

Two feet of snow, 60 degrees, and 50 mile an hour winds all in the same week...

Tranquility, promise, and turmoil...

You never know what is around the corner behind the next sunset or storm.

Miracle on 6th Street....

Ok, so I know it been over a month since I posted but I choose to blame that entirely on snortmonkey monopolizing most of my time.

So in the spirit of the holiday season I figured I would post a couple pictures from my very first "Christmas in NYC". It was quite a miracle that we ended up leaving NY the day before the Transit strike started (woohoo!) however that didn't make it any easier to catch a cab at 4:00 pm when the shifts are changing in the city....

So we took the lovely Metro North rail train into the the city on Sunday morning and stayed in a brand new hotel at 6th and 39th. It was very nice. After a nice lunch we headed over to the MoMA - The Museum of Modern Art.

This was quite entertaining as I was having a hard time keeping tabs on JPR there. If I hadn't dragged him out of the room with the "choir" singing (40 individual speakers each with the voice of one of the people making up the choir coming out of it) he would probably still be sitting there right now!

After a nice gift exchange we headed off to dinner at Cite' - a very nice restaurant on 51st St.

We then took a chilly walk over to Rockefeller Center - but it was definitely worth the cold toes that resulted! A very nice NYPD officer offered to take our picture since we were doing a rather poor job of tring the stretch out your arm and take the pic due to our height difference and the fact that we were standing up....

We then proceeded to the nearest bar cause it was DARN cold! There were some authentic Irish people there...I LOVE accents... JPR was slightly less interested in the cute bar tended with the Irish accent than I was.... But we did successfully take a self portrait:

We retired early as we had an exciting morning of Ice Skating the next day! Tall people with skinny legs fall much farther when THEY fall on the ice...

Well I am off to deliver JPR to the airport to visit sunny FL...grr. So you can blame this lame post on him! :-)

A Journey to the Armpit of the USA...

An exciting weekend in the life of Miss C.

This weekend's adventures involved a nice little road trip to good old NJ to grace the younger generation of deepher's with the presence of some truly amazing alumnae at their alumnae day.
Hadn't been back in about 4 years and was interesting to see what they had done to the place but was a bit of a bust due to poor scheduleing and communication, not nearly as many of the cool people I would have liked to catch up with were there. But I did get to see Seaman, Quigs, Rachel, Crystal and her ever cheerful hubby, Henry. (We never made fun of him by saying "Oh, Henry" --- I swear!)

I was lucky enough to have company with me on my adventure however I resent my company being referred to as a "poodle". First off I don't even LIKE poodles, second, if you are going to try to make an analogy or comparison or whatnot - do it right! I mean poodles are so pompus they definitely don't follow you around. So if you are trying to make the jab at least use something like a golden retreiver - they're cute and so dumb they would follow you anywhere! Much better I think, but that's just me!

So after prancing around "the house" for a bit People mentioned above, minus Rachel, plus my company went out for a pleasant dinner in Princeton at The Alchemist and The Barrister . Very Princeton name I think.

We also enjoyed the best brunch EVER at PJ's Pancake House. You so cannot go to Princeton without a stop at PJ's.

For those of you who may not have know (ahem, JPR) Princeton is not just a University, it is a town. A Town in NJ. Who knew? Oy.

ANYWAY.... WE of course also stopped at my second favorite place after The Book Barn - The Princeton Record Exchange. Always a good place to go to remember the music you used to listen to. For only $14 I got 5 CD's - Stone Temple Pilots, R.E.M., Oasis, Realtiy Bites Soundtrack, and of course I am blanking on #5. Oh well the point is I have no antenna on my car so my new CD's made the drive home much nicer. My company was getting a little tired of "Mix #13".

Also found some Fantastic Coasters that were the most "L" thing I had ever seen! Definitely would have picked them up for her but the Owl post is on strike. ::sigh::

Wisdom courtesy of Fayesc

We owe so much money we're not broke,
we're broken.
We're so poor we can't even pay attention.

So what do you want?
You want to be famous and rich and happy
But you're terrified you have nothing to offer this world.
Nothing to say and no way to say it.
But you can say it in three languages.

You are more than the sum of what you consume.

Desire is not an occupation.

You are alternately thrilled and desperate
Skyhigh and fucked

Let's stop praying for someone to save us and start saving ourselves.

Let's stop this and start over.

Let's go out - Let's keep going

This is your life -

We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside.

Quit whining you haven't done anything wrong because frankly, You haven't done much of anything.