Saturday, March 29, 2008

Gloria Allred, Hero of the Day

The TSA made some woman remove her nipple ring before boarding an aircraft.

Outraged, Glo railed against the TSA for embarrasing her client:
The last time that I checked a nipple was not a dangerous weapon. We wondered what TSA would do or have done if a passenger had a ring or stud in their vagina or penis.
Love her.

Gloria won her case, and no one is going to have to take out their nipple rings in the TSA line ever again.



Friday, March 28, 2008

Practicing for the Aids Walk

Yesterday was the Rutgers Walk Out 2008 and although I had both class and the head doctor I skipped both to attend this rally for peace. At 1:23pm students were invited to walk out of their classrooms in protest to the war in Iraq. At the rally many speakers, musical artists and poets expressed their feelings about the war in Iraq. The two that struck me the most were Kristofer Goldsmith, a member of Iraq Veterans Against the War, and the mother of Lt. Seth Dvorin, an officer who was killed while serving in the Iraq War. Both of the aforementioned speakers have first hand expirence of the negative effects of this war and it was very moving to listen to them. There was one little boy probably about nine years old and he made a sign out of construction paper which had a peace sign on it. He waved it and clapped whenever the crowd was cheering. At one point Mrs.Dvorin actually gave the little boy a high five.
After the rally Smidge and I decided to march the 4-miles or so through New Brunswick. It was truly amazing. Over three hundred students, community members, faculty and alumni marched along the major roads of New Brunswick frequently stopping to sit down at various busy intersections. I think my favorite part was sitting down in the intersection of George Street and 27. All of us just simply sat down and remained silent for five minutes to recognize the five years we have been fighting in Iraq. People were honking at us to move because we did block traffic for about ten minutes but everyone just threw up peace signs and stayed quiet.(Side note: I thought it was really funny that as soon as we all sat down in the intersection 1/3 of all the marchers decided it was the perfect time for a cigarette)

Marching through the downtown buisness district of New Brunswick was great, people in restaurants were waving and giving peace signs. There were plenty of people who looked confused though. When we got to the military recruitment center there were fifteen or so counter protestors with American flags and really bad attitudes. They started to make a bit of a fuss and some protesters were getting upset. Smidge and I were a little nervous that a fight was going to break out. It was actually kind of ridiculous because the reqruitment office is in a large high rise office building and the people in the other offices had no idea why there were three hundred people standing around their building chanting for peace. Some ladies on the second floor opened the window and waved and cheered us on.

At a house near George street and College ave a man on the second floor was waving his fatigues out of the window while we passed. At one point one of the protesters was injured, I think he sprained his ankle because people were helping him limp to the stairs of a church to sit down. We happened to be chanting "Show me what democracy looks like. This is what democracy looks like." at the time and one of the guys marching next to Smidge and I casually said, "Someone should show that guy what a nurse looks like". It was hysterical.

When the march came to the end of the originally scheduled route one of the organizers, Erik Straub, gave the crowd to options. Have a speak-in at the Chapel or continue onto Rt.18. Obviously everyone wanted to march on the highway. Especially since we had cops surrounding us and I think everyone wanted to scare them just a little bit. We had to be just slighlty more radical. So we marched on both sides of US Highway Rt18. The cops cleared the south side of cars and they thought they had us under control but we decided to jump over the barrier and walk inbetween cars on the highway. It was amazing people walked on all sides of the cars completely stopping traffic. One of the larger canvas banners was spread over cars while we walked. I was shocked at how many people looked angry at us. One older man in a buisness suit and BMW actually gave us the finger! How can you respond to peace signs with so much hate?! His wife was in the car too and she looked generally disgusted. I hope that I can find a video of the whole thing somewhere on-line. It was a great experience and very good practice for the aids walk.

One more thing. There were countless news crews at the rally and the march. There were even news helecopters but when I searched online this morning for related articles I couldn't find any except for the one in Rutgers own paper, The Daily Targum. The only coverage I saw of the march was a three minute story on News Channel Twelve. I love how the media wants everyone to stay home, nervously watching the news. Its Ok. You can get up and say something. Its your right to.

(Iraq War Veterans Page)
Call the Whitehouse and tell them what you think: 202-456-1111.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

A Little Drunkin Bit About The Crew

Alright. So here is the deal...
Ryan aka Cat Daddy and I met in college. We discovered that we share similar interests, namely hating most of the people on our campus but loving things like... the new york times, musicals, and liberal thinking. Smidge and I have been "getting together" since November of 2007. We share affinities like, Tegan and Sara, road trips and mac and cheese. We also adore San Fran, animals and being passive aggressive. Generally we're an unhappy bunch with too much to say, hence our blog TAT. We hope to open minds and shoot down those who believe things will get better. Because in essence things are terrible but they're consistently looking up, or at least that's what we strive for.

Things Are Melting

7 times the size of Manhattan! 4 times the size of Paris! As big as Northern Ireland! Apparently, a giant runaway slab of ice is currently collapsing in Antartica. With taglines like "hanging by a thread," the media is having a field day with this one, naturally. One article written by Brandon Keim discusses the well known fact that this ice shelf was already floating in the ocean and will not affect the sea level. Thanks Brandon. It's no surprise that he's written for the Christian Science Monitor. I can't even believe that Christian and Science can be in the same title. Anyway, educate yourselves.



(Massive Ice Shelf Collapsing Off Antarctica)



On a related note, I told the guy at the liquor store that I'm planning on winning the lottery. Jessi said if she wins, she'll buy a house on the beach and invest the rest of the money in stocks. He advised us to buy an umbrella because it can move. Touche, liquor store man, touche.

Aids Walk '08 NYC

At the catty shack on friday I was asked to sign up for the Aids Walk. Of course I said yes because a.I never participate in any kinds of activism but I always mean to and b. i was mildly intoxicated. Anyway I'll be walking with the Lesbian Mafia on May 18th in NYC. Smidge and I will both be walking and each of us want to raise at least 200. Six miles isn't too far, right? I have no frame of reference. I think I'm going to start "practicing" walking until then. It'd be really embarassing if I couldn't walk the whole thing. But some of the other people on the team smoke and drink a lot. I'm just hoping theres someone else who brings beer in thier nalgene.

I hope they come to this years aids walk. I <3 Storm Troopers!



To Donate:
To Me
To Smidge
To The Lesbian Mafia

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

What's going on...

"War is just terrorism with a big budget." I just read that in a response to some article somewhere, interesting thought. Hmm.

And in unrelated news, there's this...


Time to finish a papes for night class.

For more homolicious fun, head here.

XO

PS: Why do I get a different font?

Anthropology


I'm currently sitting in Anthropology class and although I'm very interested in people and their customs I can never pay attention to what my professor is saying. I think this is a common ailment among college students especially when you're uper level taking an intro class. I feel really bad for this professor though. He's young and inexpirenced but worst of all, he's nice. So I feel guilty for my lack of attention but its his own fault. He makes everyone bring their laptop. At least 75% of the classroom is playing online sudoku or shopping online at target. One of the boys that sits in front of me has Tiffany Amber Thiessen as Kelly Kapowski in Saved By The Bell as his wallpaper. I love it. I'm going to the Ranger Flyer game tonight which makes me extremely happy. There's something about screaming fans, the smell of hot dogs and the massiveness of Madison Square Garden that just fills me with a sense of well being. I've been going to games since I was four so I guess it's not hard to comprehend why I feel that way. I feel bad for Smidge shes working all the time now and going to school. I mean I've been doing that forever but she isn't used to working so much and shes exhausted all the time. Things really are terrible when you're a broke college student...or maybe just when you're broke in general. I just found out that Chuck Palahniuk wrote a book called Fugitives and Refugees. Its a nonfiction piece all about Portland Oregon and I'm obsessed with the BrewCity so I was really excited when I found out about it. I can't wait to move to the West Coast, maybe the lesbian culture there will be less crazy incestual (but I actually doubt that). Steve Aokis coming to New York on April 10th and I really want to see him spin (this is the hipster runoff in me talking). Judging by the pictures of past Aoki events it should be a good time. I'm not feeling very funny today. For whatever reason it seems when I sit down to post I lose my sense of humor. I'm not sure what that's about but I'll try and work on it. Maybe I should take mood altering substances beforehand.

So last night Cat Daddy, Smidge and I made some cocktails and watched:

I bet I'd be awesome at shoe golf. I think I should set up a tournament on campus (or at least make posters for it, hang them all over campus and then find a hiding spot to watch and see who comes out to play).



And one Steve Aoki party pic for the road...


Thong Party! I know Cat Daddy wants some. I think that man has too many patterns going on but I like his attitude.


(Fugutives and Refugees)
(Steve Aoki)

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Easter

Easter with my family was ridiculous. My uncle got tipsy off red wine and called my grandparents squares. My cousin Kenny is married to this stripper and 95% of her body is fake. She told such great stories as "How my nose collapsed from too much plastic surgery," and "that one time i did coke and hated it." All in all it was a pretty normal Easter with my crazy family. My birthday party at the Catty Shack was a-mazing. Except for this cunt in the bathroom who told me that my, "Hit it and Quit It" t-shirt was offensive. Obviously I bitched her out as best as I could in that drunken state. (And that girl hit on my Smidge even though I introduced her as my girlfriend) Smidge danced and sang to George Michael, which is wonderful. At some point I ended up downstairs on top of the platform dancing my heart out...not too sure how that happened. But I enjoyed it. Previous to all this debauchery I saw Alison play at 169 bar which was adorable. She sang my favorite songs including the one I inspired/gave her lyrics for (Jessi J Lyric Quilt). She sings like an angel and it was really good company. So thanks Alison for all that. On Friday we went to P.F. Changs with my grandmother, grandpa, mom, sister and my great grandma. I ordered numerous fruity cocktails. Unfortunately there were 10-12 screaming fourteen year old girls at the table next to us. They were screaming at their waiter because he "looked like freddy prince junior". Isn't that guy like 35 now? I thought everyone liked him when I was fourteen. They were taking pictures with him and the other male wait staff all night long. Apparently it was one of the girls birthday which caused them to be even rowdier. At one point Smidge was staring at them in disbelief and they just started waving at us. They were also text messaging each other every picture they too the minute before so their ring tones were going off every five seconds. My great grandma is 95 and she couldn't hear anything but those girls all night. My straightlaced excheerleader grandmother yelled at me because I had two cocktails and she feared I was getting drunk. My eleven year old sister advised me to check my drink for ecstasy, apparently shes taking drug awareness in school. She also said that if I buy a joint it's probably going to be laced with PCP or dipped in liquid acid. Sounds Fun! My grandmother said other silly things that I can't remember. Basically this weekend was crazy and I didn't do any of my work for Lit Theory. But it was well worth it.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Cat Custody


Because my girlfriend, Smidge, is adorable and it was my birthday yesterday the bedroom is full of balloons. The cats are attacking them right now and it's the cutest thing I've ever seen. I wish I could find the digi cam so I could take a video. I have no idea where that thing is. If anyone finds a camera that has tons of pictures of these cats on it let me know. In other news it appears that we won't be able to have the cats at the new apartment. We're going to have to share them with Katy. I'm not sure how I feel about this. I know it's the best thing for them but I'm going to miss them quite a lot.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

When Stingrays Attack


"It's just as freakish of an accident as I have heard," said Jorge Pino of Florida Fish and Wildlife Conservation Commission. "The chances of this occurring are so remote that most of us are completely astonished that this happened."


Apparently on my birthday sting rays attack. Watch out if you're sunbathing on your boat in Florida. For the record I did not call for a stingray revolution.




(CNN STINGRAY ARTICLE)

Its My Birthday, Bitches!

Drinking, gammbling and legalized prositution. Why didn't I go to Nevada for my birthday?


I think turning 21 is kind of disappointing.

But at least it helps me develop two important addictions.