Carb Anger
May 11th, 2007
You know those people who feel like the world owes them something?
I really hope I’m not one of them.
But sometimes I wonder…
I’m really good at lists and on any given day I can probably list all the ways I’ve been wronged by the world off the top of my head–chronologically or in order of importance. Take your pick.
For instance, today I was woken up a half an hour too early.
Grrrr.
The real reason no-carb diets work
May 4th, 2007
(what I’m NOT allowed to eat today)
Forgive me if this post is a bit acerbic but all I’ve had for the day is coffee and raw carrots. See how that makes you feel.
Anyway, I’m going home in two weeks so you know what that means…
That five pounds I’ve been trying to lose for the past year needs to get lost in the next 14 days.
This is why I don’t play board games
April 21st, 2007
“You don’t know how to be a team player.”
“You have to be a better winner.”
“That’s not good sportsmanship.”
“You have to COOL IT DOWN.”
Dude, WTF.
America, it seems, has a love-hate relationship with winners and I had the pleasure of experiencing it first-hand last night.
Social Experiments
March 28th, 2007
the new bold (almost feral) dan
In the name of science, I decided to boldly go where I’ve never dared before.
Out to lunch.
BY MYSELF.
Egad you don’t even know.
Well if you know me you do know.
I despise being alone in public.
But in the name of science — and because I have decided to debut a bolder, more daring me — I ate alone. Well, I had a Dave Barry book to keep me company. Such a comfort in hard times.
So let me tell you — was not that bad. Here are the things I had going for me.
A definite I have not a clue
February 9th, 2007
waaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyy. I’m freaking out a bit here.
I just found another very powerful time-sucker but it is one that must be used wisely and sparingly — looking up people on Myspace (or Hi5 if you’re from the Caribbean).
Now it’s all well and good to catch up on what people are up to without actually having to talk to them (especially if you didnt care much for them in the first place) but it’s just amazing how faces can bring back memories.
Teetotalers Unite!
February 6th, 2007
Bear with me for a moment here, I’m about to rant.
I am sick of that distrusting, disapproving look that I get from, well, just about everyone in the entire civilized world, when I say I don’t drink.
Well, I’m here to tell you a couple things:
Poo to the Superbowl
February 5th, 2007
Anyone watch the Superbowl yesterday? Me neither — I never do. Who cares if Peyton Manning and his thug nose finally won a big, obnoxious, ghetto-fabulous superbowl ring. Not I.
What I do watch, though, and usually with eager anticipation, is the ads.
Well, color me disappointed.
Carnival in 3 weeks — can we discuss this?
January 30th, 2007
So for the 8th year in a row, I’m missin’ carnival. I’m regressing into Trini-speak for this post because ah damn vex that another year has passed and ah cah find my way home for carnival AGAIN.
I’m not gonna go into too much detail about how fabulous carnival is, you kinda have to experience it to know. But I guess if you take a rave, make it 3 days straight (more for some), remove all clothing except underwear, change that god-forsaken boom-da-boom-cha-boom-da music to sweet sweet soca, and take it to the streets, you might kinda get a feelin’ for it. Glorious.
But das all I sayin. Full-stop. I’m so out of it, I barely feel qualified to have a conversation about it. (Go to my first post for a better understanding of current ambivalence). And don’t go to wikipedia because their Trinidad Carnival post is sadly lacking.
Here’s a list of tunes for carnival 07 (I asked a friend to compose the list for me. I trust her judgement because she’s in a soca music video). You can find them all on on Trini Jungle Juice.
- crazy - cold sweat
- machel montano - one more time one more wine
- machel - higher than high
- machel and patrice - lights up or light in d air
- machel - jumbie
- patrice roberts - suga boy
And in my research, I also found a Soca Podcast that I’ll probably subscribe to.
All the better to depress myself with, my dear.
So if my posts the week of February 18 are particularly bitter, now you know why.
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On Immigrant Literature
January 28th, 2007
“You hand over your passport at the check-in, you get stamped, you want to make a little money, get yourself started.. but you mean to go back!… But you have made a devil’s pact… it drags you in and suddenly you are unsuitable to return… you belong nowhere…“And then you give up the very idea of belonging. Suddenly, this thing, belonging, it seems like some long dirty lie… and I begin to believe that birthplaces are accidents, that everything is an accident. But if you believe that, where do you go? What do you do?…”
~ Samad Iqbal (“White Teeth” by Zadie Smith)
I will never be an American in America.
I recently read two novels that fall into the Immigrant Literature category: “White Teeth,” as quoted above and “The Russian Debutante’s Handbook,” by Gary Shteyngart. I highly recommend both.
