This is NOT normal so I’m going to cherish this moment!
me too…not gonna lie, I was spazzing a little bit
CONAN O’BRIEN, The Tonight Show
(via the NY Times)
The Style Network approved a sophomore season of its reality series Giuliana & Bill, following the lives of real-life newlyweds Giuliana and Bill Rancic who live 2,000 miles apart. Giuliana is an entertainment news reporter for E! in Los Angeles while Bill is an author/professional speaker based in Chicago. Production on the second season begins in September. The series is produced by Comcast Entertainment Productions.
I saw them filming this once in Chicago when I was stopping by the Goddess and the Grocer - this ridiculously overpriced yet crazy delicious deli/grocery store. I had to sign a release before going in the store but they wouldn’t tell me what it was for. I go in, dawdle around awkwardly with video cameras pointing at me from behind the counter. I felt incredibly self-conscious while trying to decide between the chicken pot pie or the crimini mushroom ravioli…and then Bill and Giuliana came in. They were like “heyyyy guyyyys, what’s good here?!”, it was so hliariously staged and the guy ringing up my order rolled his eyes so hard I thought they were going to fall out of his head. Anyways, they seem like a nice couple. And then I found $5!
When chatting with one of my friends in London, she mentioned she was trying to get a hold of someone in Washington. “Which one?” I asked her, and then explained the difference between DC and State. Her response: “hmmm… its just one big place to me where you say ass instead of bottom.” How rude! All I had to say to that was “Don’t even get me started on all the things you people say incorrectly”. The war wages on!
For five decades, virtually every major piece of legislation to advance the civil rights, health and economic well being of the American people bore his name and resulted from his efforts.
I valued his wise counsel in the Senate, where, regardless of the swirl of events, he always had time for a new colleague. I cherished his confidence and momentous support in my race for the Presidency. And even as he waged a valiant struggle with a mortal illness, I’ve profited as President from his encouragement and wisdom.
An important chapter in our history has come to an end. Our country has lost a great leader, who picked up the torch of his fallen brothers and became the greatest United States Senator of our time.” —BARACK OBAMA, in a statement on the passing of Senator Ted Kennedy (via inothernews)
The truth is that I’ve spent all my life with my binoculars trained on the Maybe Islands, a pristine place of fantasy that is really no better than the razor-rocks of misery. Maybe if I had stayed on the farm… maybe if I hadn’t gone with Spike… maybe if I could have lived more peaceably… maybe if I’d met the right person years ago, maybe if I hadn’t done this, or that or, its cousin, the other. Maybe, baby, the promised land was there and I missed it. Look at it glittering in the light. But the truth is I am inventing the maybe. I can only make the choices I make, so why torture myself with what I might have done, when all I can handle is what I have done. The Maybe Islands are hostile to human life.
Jeanette Winterson, The Stone Gods.
Alone? Angel, take it from me, you are alone. Most people are alone. To not be alone somebody has to connect with you and you have to connect with them. I mean really connect. I mean that somebody has to make the emotional and intellectual effort to come with you as you ride the relentless waves of fear and hope, of pain and pleasure, of doubt and certainty, that inhabit the sea of human experience.
And you have to return the compliment. You have to project yourself into someone else’s pain and, by absorbing, lessen it. Listen to me, Angel. I was determined to not go out entirely alone. There is nothing I can do to make someone ride those waves with me. I know that. But projecting myself into someone else’s pain, that’s up to me…You don’t understand, do you? Nobody has ever ridden those waves with you. And you have never made time in your busy schedule of lying on your back, eating and sleeping, watching television, to work at feeling someone else’s pain. Angel, you’re right. You are alone.” —Elliot Perlman, Seven Types of Ambiguity. (via jennabee)
So I took it but then decided I probably shouldn’t eat the whole thing and just ate the parts with frosting on it. Hey, I practice moderation where I can!