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I have an amazing calendar.

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No, not an amazing social calendar, or an amazing mastery of Google calendars. I have a wall calendar entitled Big Fish: World Record Catches. I bought it at a quirky local bookseller, well after January 1. As usual, I thought I had made an astonishing find. ‘How ORIGINAL,’ I gasped as I grabbed the only copy in sight. Turns out it’s up for grabs on and is part of a literal endless pool of fish calendars.

If I’d done my research, I would have known that I could have had my pick: Trout of North America, What FlyFishing Teaches Us (or Teach Us, if you go by the Amazon entry), The Lure of Fishing, and the list goes on… I would have also known that similar products to the Big Fish calendar are tagged with such choice descriptors as “topless” and “girls gone wild.” I’m not really sure what to make of that.

Regardless, my enthusiasm was reignited when I finally flipped to February (halfway through the month, how time flies) and saw this beaut:

Big Fish

That, my friends, is a Striped Bass.


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February 22, 2010 at 3:05 am

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beat the Mondays with pretty things

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Mondays are hard days for me. Maybe they’re hard for you, too? I love being outside, so the dawn of Monday morning means five days spent predominantly indoors with just enough of a view to know what I’m missing.

So, I’m taking Mondays as a chance to remind myself about the things that make me smile, laugh, or wish I had.

Things on my like list today:

sun-filled San Francisco days (because I’m starting to forget what they feel like).

– bright tights – maybe from Hansel from Basel (I even dig the “Spats knee-hi”).

– solid music.

– beautiful, simple design for much needed organization (praying for the iPhone app).

glistening + shiny things.

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January 26, 2010 at 1:02 am

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I love the internet

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If it’s early adopterish, startup-related, or just means having the scoop before anyone else, I’m all over it. Naturally, social media + networks are a lifeblood as they = real time information and updates.

If it wasn’t for Twitter, I wouldn’t have seen screen captures of the Nexus One before it made on TechCrunch nor would I feel like I know Lance Armstrong. Facebook lets me keep tabs on people I would have long ago obliterated thanks to a short memory, with exceptionally poor recall of generic names. Flickr provides me with a look into what non-friends from my small town high school are up to, photographically (and, not surprisingly, not everyone is as talented as I’d hoped).

The other day, I got an interesting update (based on email contacts imported from my old university email account): “[insert prototypical Irish male name here]” has joined LinkedIn.

A professional networking site reminding me of someone I met in Paris and naïvely fell for immediately?

The story: After a single ridiculous night of dancing in the 18eme (a classier way of saying Pigalle), we exchanged rapid emails, I committed to flying to Switzerland to visit him, and in a short span of time, convinced myself I had a real future with a wonderfully-accented Irish lover. This brash attachment was hugely uncharacteristic (a tightly wound twenty-one with a real hatred for emotion or love of any variety) but somehow became the romantic dream I never knew I harbored.

After a few eager weeks, he put the kibosh on my Swiss rendez-vous with claims of being extraordinarily busy with work + sent a half-assed attempt at rejection.

I promptly blocked him out of my consciousness. Until last week.

Thanks, LinkedIn, for the update. And the unwelcome reminder of my former non-glory days.

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January 23, 2010 at 7:29 pm

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two am. saturday night.

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All I can think is that the guy I have an explicable attraction to, by all accounts, lacks a sense of humor. He is, based on mutual acquaintances, not at all amusing. Hilarious is, however, the number one quality I look for in friends, guys, life.

My rationale for continuing to pine for him, without a reason beyond his adorable face: “I’m so funny, I can carry it for both of us.”

Oh, okay, kiddo. Makes sense, you know, because I’ve got enough personality for two people?

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January 17, 2010 at 10:28 am

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an induction (of sorts) to my life

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I have this queer ability to draw the oddest people to me, witness inexplicable events, and make observations of a cynical but entertaining nature. By this I mean that I am fascinated by people and judge them harshly, but also happen to have ridiculous experiences (e.g. having a shuffling, cataract-ridden old man grab me on the streets of Paris, ask me to make a several hundred euro withdrawal for him – sharing his PIN and card as if he could smell the honesty on my skin). I also suffer from an amazingly short memory about events and people. This is my effort to try to chronicle the people I see that make me laugh, and make me love the world for all its idiosyncrasies. A sad lot of the hilarity brought into my life happens at the gym, as that’s one of my favorite spots and (I think) it’s where a lot of people are at their most raw, most unfiltered.

I think one of my favorite people these days is a short, ball-like woman who frequents my gym. I see her nearly every day. She is, almost without fail, decked out in a navy and white collared polyester shirt and a pair of faded long shorts. Dark socks and squeaky white sneakers complete her gym wear. I’ve never seen her sweat, but I’ve also never seen her do anything strenuous enough to merit it.

Frankly, many people wear odd things to the gym. Zip up bath robes, jeans with unitards, the list is endless. So it’s not her attire that really blows my mind, but her seemingly favorite exercise. There is a lower back machine seen here that I love, and she seems to adore. Most people, myself included, put on a substantial amount of weight and push back hard on the padded bar, then slowly return to the starting position; it’s a great way to strengthen one’s core muscles, by the way. She rarely uses much weight – maybe 10 or 20 pounds. She leans back against the pad, feet stuck out, and begins to make wild circles over her torso, hovering her hands just an inch or two from her belly. She closes her eyes tightly and seems to believe in some unknown magic, as if she may one day succeed in wishing away that round tummy. I almost wish I had her faith, you know?

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November 22, 2008 at 10:27 pm

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