Filed under: Required Reading | Tags: beerz, burgs, fish tacos, gay marriage is all the rage, the virbs, uhaul, unicorns
- She lives in Charm City aka B-more, Lesboland
- She is gay married, which is all the rage.
- She is a beer snob.
- She loves crabs. And other seafood. Fish tacos, I’m sure.
- When dissatisfied with ground-level views, she perches in a tree.
- She was my housemate (until I had to suddenly uhaul away).
- She has a keen ear for my easy-to-miss muttered side-comments.
- She believes in unicorns.
- (My personal favorite:) She wrote about kburg’s “fiery eyes” in a now-legendary RSD post.
Filed under: Required Reading | Tags: b-city, erin (is easily outraged), hx, jersey love, manifest destiny, rainbows, uhaul
If you are lucky enough to have read the lyrics to my upcoming hit single “I Kissed a Girl [Yet Another Version that is Not A Cover of the Original, but Totally Rules]”, you have become aware that my list of recent notable life events includes a dramatic cross-country (well not all the way across, but still a few times zones away) move, inspired by a certain blue-eyed lady.
So here I am, a Jersey Girl in Boulder, Colorado (a situation which is a lot less novel than I had hoped it would be, since it is apparently much more rare to find a native Coloradoan here than it is to find an East Coast transplant). You, dear reader, are from the East Coast, so you have a few questions.
So, how are you liking the good ol’ Midwest (snicker)?
I’m sure it’s great, but as you know Colorado is part of the Mountain Division of the West Region. We’re running on Mountain Standard Time here (that’s two hours behind Center of the Universe Time, excuse me, I mean Eastern Standard Time.)
Colorado, eh? I’ve been to/have a friend from Colorado Springs/Vail/Telluride.
While those are in fact cities/towns of Colorado, they are anywhere from two to six hours (driving) away from Boulder. (Denver is a mere 40 minutes southeast, however.)
Wait, you can drive for six hours and still be in the same state? No one ever told me that.
Believe it. And this is only the eighth-largest one.
What’s Boulder like? A bunch of crunchy hippies wearing Birks who smoke pot out on the lawn?
A: It’s more like a bunch of scuppies and rich college kids wearing Crocs (whose HQ is a short bike ride away from here) who keep their public pot-smoking to a minimum (er, except during the annual 4/20 Pot Smokeout). Here is a picture of this fine city.
What’s been going on around town lately?
Glad you asked. Here is a sampling of some recent local news headlines.
‘Bear wagon’ to make rounds in south Boulder
Former ‘Family Ties’ star Brian Bonsall remains a fugitive
Boulder teen charged in naked LSD Taser incident
Volunteers needed for daisy pull
Despite allure, leaping into Gross Reservoir illegal
Is Boulder Gayville?
It doesn’t rain much in Boulder, but when it does, it’s only for fifteen minutes and is often immediately followed by sunshine. Therefore, during my brief time here, I feel as if I’ve seen more rainbows than I did during my entire twenty-three years back East.
Do you ski a lot?
Nope, I’m too poor. Thank you for reminding me.
Winter must be pretty harsh out there, it’s always snowing.
A typical winter on the Front Range is mild, with frequent but light snowfall and a lot of sunshine. (Boulder has about as many sunny days per year as Miami.) Summer is also relatively comfortable, because although temperatures can reach the upper nineties, humidity remains around only 10%. So no more slushy winters or sticky summers, sadly.
You must be so outdoorsy now!
I do enjoy drinking out on the patio.
Do you eat a lot of organic food?
Nope, I’m too poor. Again, thanks for the reminder.
How come your tolerance for alcohol consumption and cardiovascular activity is so much higher than mine? I know you don’t drink or run anywhere near as much as I do.
High altitude training, my friend. It works for Olympic athletes, and it works for me.
I’m a Stoner with seasonal affective disorder who enjoys camping, music festivals, and cross-country bike rides. Should I move to Boulder?
No. But you should definitely visit every few months.
When are you moving back East?
Whenever I grow weary of clean air and mountain sunsets.
Stop hating on the East Coast.
I got nothin but love for yous guys. 908 in the Garden State! Jersey represent! NYC! Pennsyltucky! The District! Charm City! Delawhere? Where you at!
*makes some noise*
Filed under: Required Reading | Tags: a.chan, erin (is easily outraged), everything marie touches turns to gay, hx, pop music, rainbows, uhaul
Yesterday I took a kindly jab at “blogging about Music”, all in good fun, but today it has come to my attention that perhaps some people would find my comment a bit insensitive. So I would like to apologize to myself. I will now blog about music.
I have been a little behind the pop music times lately, especially because [insert litany of perfectly valid excuses], so bear with me. It recently came to my attention that “pop newcomer Katy Perry had a top 5 single with ‘I Kissed a Girl‘.” First of all, LOL! Secondly, waaaiit a minute, that song title sounds familiar… remember singer-songwriter Jill Sobule‘s 1995 hit of the same name? No? Well congratulations, you’re not Alex, and also you’re not that gay. Except for your secret love of the Indigo Girls. But I digress.
To provide some background, Sobule’s song is a touchy-feely fuzzy empowering I-like-girls-now-yay deal ( “So I looked at you, you had guilt in your eyes/But it only lasted a little while/And then I felt your hand above my knee/And we laughed at the world”).
Perry’s little number, on the other hand, is all about the drunk girls making out (“I kissed a girl just to try it/I hope my boyfriend don’t mind it… Don’t mean I’m in love tonight”). I won’t name names, but perhaps some of you find this song empowering, as well. I know, I know, you are not gay, you just dabble in gay, and you needed an anthem of your very own.
Anyway, when discussing Katy Perry’s song in an interview, Sobule said the following:
“Maybe I’ll write a third ‘I Kissed a Girl’ for fun. It will be about how I kissed her, Ieft the dull boyfriend, got gay-married in California, and really no one gave a shit.”
Brilliant! I demand to be included in this “I Kissed a Girl” songwriting extravaganza. Here is my version:
I was minding my own business
Then Marie touched me
Then I kissed a girl
Who is not gay but loves rainbows
And convinced me to uhaul it across the country
(Apparently lesbians tend to do that)
Also we could get gay-married in California
And no one would give a shit (jk, I know Heathie would)
Aren’t you glad Alex gayed up my musical tastes in the summer of 2007?