Saturday, May 21, 2005

There's something abut 3am...

Have you ever noticed that when you're driving home really late at night and singing along to the radio, that all of the sudden it starts seeming like you're hitting every note? You're like "Damn, I didn't know I could sing like this. Shit, Christina's got nothin on me." Yeah, either your pitch magically improved, or your hearing just got worse. One of the two.

The same goes for all those "brilliant" ideas you have at 4am. Either you get smarter the later it gets, or your standards just get lower. (But go ahead and jot your epiphany down on a receipt at the next stop light anyway, like I do, just in case you really are on to something.)

An away message by popular request...

dagnychick: Listen Pinot, you and I are over. Honestly, ever since you got famous in Sideways, things just haven't been the same between us. Every time I want to settle down for an evening with you, I have to feel like I'm competing with all the other millions of wannabees who just can't keep their hands off of you. We really had something going before the film came out, but honestly, I think all the publicity has just gone to your head. I'm with Riesling now, baby. He never lets me down. Besides, it's so much classier when it's not cliche.

Sunday, May 15, 2005

Corinne's Guide to Road Trips

As a veteran road-tripper, I know as well as anyone that road trips can be scary. But here's the thing, when you're stranded/lost/stuck in the rain/etc. in the middle of nowhere, probably the worst thing you can do is panic. Probably the best thing you can do is to shrug, smile pitifully, and say "I'm sorry, I'm from Chicago, I'm confused." And that's only one of the gems of accumulated wisdom I have to offer from my years of experience as a bad driver on the loose, sometimes for as many as eighteen hours, accross the nation. So hold on, buckle up, and get ready for Corinne's very own guide to help yo navigate the south/north (and north/south and south/north again) trip.

1) As you head North, be aware. There is no sign indicating that the Bojangles at exit 35 is the last opportunity for biscuits and sweet tea before crossing the Mason Dixon line. You should probably stop anyway, even if you just started driving. Otherwise you'll be bitter and hungy and biscuitless for the rest of the trip.

2) All roads lead to Kentucky. This is tricky, because although the weather is nice there this time of year, you don't want to spend any more than 6, 8 hours max in a state whose main feature is being next o Tennesee. Try to make it to the state line without stopping too much.

3) It's all well and good to follow signs to a city, say Huntington, before you hit that city, but once you pass it, don't follow the signs towards it anymore. Trust me, or else you'll end up spending an awful lot of time in Kentucky. (See 2).

4) It's a tough call between the new Wendy's fruit cup and the fruit and walnut salad at McDonald's, but for about the same amount of money, the McFruit Salad is a much better value. True, you can also grab a frosty while you're at Wendy's, but McDonalds has vanilla cones (do not eat while driving).

5) If you're listening to the radio and hear "104.7, the radio station [some random city in KY that starts with L (they all do)] likes better than any other station," it might not be because they play good music.

6) If you're in Indiana and suddenly start seeing signs for places like "Lebanon," don't panic. You probably didn't drive accross the Atlantic by mistake. Probably.

7) When you get a good radio station in the middle of farm country, go ahead and preset it. You don't want to be trying to find it again and have to endure snippets of country and gospel intermixed with fuzz. On that topic, if you're trying to pass a truck and all of a sudden that radio station you thought was good starts playing crap, get past the truck before you change it. Yes, even if it's that "first cut is the crappiest" song by Sheryl Crow.

8) If you see a rest stop and you kinda have to go but not really, stop anyway. Rest stops are reliable for bathrooms. The next gas station bathroom might be closed for cleaning, not so clean, or occupied, and you might have to run to Denny's accross the street and try to pretend like you're not just coming in to use the bathroom. Or, you know, whatever.

9) Wal-Mart might be ruining the country, but they're about the only place that sells tires at 7pm in the middle of nowhere.

10) If you think you're driving towards Indiana, and all of a sudden see signs that say "Now entering West Virginia," there may be a problem. Call your mother to investigate. Don't panic, consider the hundred mile detour an exercise in getting to know neighboring states more completely.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

You've heard the girl speak...

Now it's time for a little Guy Speak

He says: Umm, I don't really celebrate birthdays
He means: I'm too cheap to buy you a present

He says: Honey, they don't take reservations
He means: I didn't check

He says: I'm tired
He means: Can we please just go home and have sex?

He says: Oh, we're just going to a bar, nothing you would be into
He means: Having you there would realy hamper my ability to hit on other women

He says: That's a stupid question
He means: Do I have to answer?

He says: I don't know
He means: No

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

The Score

Corinne: 5
Her Professors, especially the evil one: 0
All men she comes within a ten-foot radius of: 0
Her car: -1. Poor car.
Her dorm room: -1

Friday, May 06, 2005

Yom Ha-Shoah

Today is Yom Ha-Shoah (Holocaust Rememberance Day), and I almost forgot. I'm sure this must be a bad omen because the whole purpose of Yom Ha-Shoah is to, well, never forget. Usually I go to synagogue or fast or hold an educational program or do something commemorative. But it being finals I guess it kind of slipped all of our minds.

The Shoah of World War II is slowly fading into the distance, but must remain ever imprinted on our minds--not only the Holocaust, but the firebombing of Dresden, the area bombing of Tokyo, and the nuclear bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Never forget is a call to action to uproot the sprouts of hatred we see growing today, for we know what bitter fruit they bear. Never forget really means never again.

It is not on the shoulders of the policymakers in Washington to prevent horror and destruction; it is on each of us. Never forget. Never again.

I believe in the sun even when it is not shining,
I believe in love when feeling it not,
I believe in God even when he is silent.

~a Jewish prayer etched into the walls of a
concentration camp holding cell

(us non-believers need only replace the word "God" with "the goodness of humanity")

Thursday, May 05, 2005

On Feminism and Femininity

So I'm writing a paper on feminism and trying to get at whether a woman trades off some of her right to workplace parity when she expects a man to pay on a date or be the one to approach/call her. Are these meaningless customs or significant representations of power dynamics? Are women ever going to be willing to be the chaser? And if so, will men only run away?

Please weigh in!

My thoughts on this:
"That's why I only date older and more successful men, so when they pay for stuff it's because I'm poor, not because I'm a girl."

My actions on this:
Guy in bar: Would you like something to drink?
Me: Umm, I'm not really comforable with that. As a feminist.
Guy: It's not because you're a girl, I'm just being polite.
Me: Well then buy him a drink too. (pointing to random guy at bar)
Guy: Would that make you feel better?
Me: Yes.
Guy: Fine.

Sunday, May 01, 2005

a cheesy random thought

Whenever you wish you weren't hungry,
Remember there are people who wish they were full.
Whenever you wish you had more,
Remember there are people who have less.
Whenever you wish you were someone else,
Remember there are people who wish they were you.

A promise...

So I SWEAR I am going to start updating this regularly again. Promise.