Ah, Regret.


Jersey Suburb, Episode 6: La Famiglia
Thu, 16 June 2011, 3:33 pm
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At my cousin’s wedding–the ostensible reason for our trip–Cat managed to gather my cousins together to extract some blasphemous information (which may or may not have been facilitated by open bar Tanqueray-tonics.  Just sayin.).

And who was notably excluded from this affair?  Me.  Why?  Because it’s a SMOKE BREAK.  So yeah, me and my pristine lungs are sitting alone at Table 7 eating our feelings, which are, yes–wedding cake.  (Ever get the feeling you’ve picked the wrong poison?)

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Jersey Suburb, Episode 5: The Mall

No stereotype will go un-validated as our North Jerz travels continue…



Jersey Suburb, Episode 4: Gym
Sat, 11 June 2011, 9:47 pm
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All I have to say is… PROTEIN !!!

[Which reminds me–if you haven’t viewed this little gem from the pre-“Jersey Shore” days, you should check it out.  It has been a major source of inspiration for my work.  And uh… lifestyle.]



Jersey Suburb, Episode 3: Pizza
Wed, 8 June 2011, 9:25 pm
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Guidos gotta eat !



Jersey Suburb, Episode 2: Tanning
Tue, 7 June 2011, 9:55 pm
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Wow, this is already by far the most consistent blogging I’ve ever done.  And by “blogging” I mean “vlogging”.  And by “vlogging” I mean “posting videos of myself acting like a smug lesbian guido so that I don’t have to actually sit down and compose meaningful sentences.”  God bless the internetz.  And the jerz.  (And anything else that is awesome enough to end with a “z”.)



Jersey Suburb, Episode 1: Welcome
Tue, 7 June 2011, 9:35 am
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More videos, this is great!  I don’t have to write anything !!!!



CakeSpy: Lump-Tested, Unicorn-Approved

S0 I was wandering through the streets of Capitol Hill one recent Saturday afternoon, trying to choose from one of the 18 coffee shops in my direct line of vision (a wannabe coffee snob: possibly the only thing worse than a real one), when a splash of bright pink in a store window caught my eye:

Fig. 1: Spotted.

Surly meets sweet.