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and i don’t liked being used…

Hi strangers! Since I lasted posted, I officially entered the real world. Meaning, I started my job. A real job, not an internship. With a salary and a 401k. I’m pretty excited, but also a little terrified. I wonder when I’ll stop feeling like a college student pretending to be an adult. (Do people ever stop feeling that way?)

I got to spend the weekend gallivanting around New York, which was wonderful — did you know you can eat dinner at a regular restaurant at 1 a.m. in NYC?! — and I took the bus back to DC today. I made the mistake of sitting next to a girl who smelled terrible, and for some reason the floor under my seat was disgustingly sticky, but I had my iPod and some “work” to do (read: attempt to do for five-minute intervals before falling asleep), so I survived.

My friend Kelsey and I have been talking about this Sugarland song “Stay” recently, for no real reason, and I can’t stop listening to it. The video is so raw and amazing, and Jennifer Nettles has the coolest voice. On the bus, I was listening to my iPod on shuffle and I was all, “Hmm. I wonder if I have ‘Stay’ on here.” Literally five seconds after I thought that — and out of 5,000 possible song options — “Stay” came on. Crazy shit, am I right?

Anywaaaay, enjoy:

[Posted by Mallory]


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weekend in nyc. adventures to come.

house sparrow

I’m spending this weekend with my college BFFAEAEAEAEs in Hoboken/Manhattan/Brooklyn and I will be chronicling some of the weekend’s adventures, naturally, on SWTCTW.

But before any of that, I’d like to relay a story from my college roommate, Mouse. Her boyfriend and a couple of his buddies — normal city folk who don’t hunt or fish or camp regularly — are experimenting with removing themselves from civilization and living in the woods (with no modern comforts) for a while. The experiment was supposed to last 90 days, and has eventually whittled itself down to one week. I mean, it happens.

I asked Mouse about the BF’s wildnerness status last night. She said that, in fact, she had gotten an unexpected phone call from the BF the day before. Though he wasn’t supposed to have access to things like cell phones, the BF and his buddies had to make an emergency trip to Milwaukee (they had been in the Wisconsin wilderness) to drop off some deer carcass. Um, yeah.

Turns out, the BF and his buddies had set up some snares to trap smaller animals to eat, and they accidentally trapped a deer. When they found it the next morning, it was still alive, but was suffering and had two broken legs. Somehow, these three city boys managed to put the deer out of its misery, skin it, and chop it all up. But rather than letting the portion of the carcass that three boys can’t eat in a few days go to waste (or feeding it to a bear, or whatever it is that you do with excess deer carcass), they decided to drive three hours back to Milwaukee to drop the deer off in a freezer.

Anyway, this side trip gave the BF the chance to call Mouse, and she asked him what he had been eating for the past few days, as the boys had been determined to not bring along any food. This boy, a regular city kid who likes buffalo chicken wraps as much as the rest of us, had eaten nothing but the following for the better part of a week:

  • Two earth worms
  • Four frogs
  • One larvae
  • A sparrow (eyeballs and brains and everything!!!)

A SPARROW? A sparrow.

This story made me enjoy today’s uhm-mahzing Thai lunch just that much more.

[Posted by Mallory]


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and it’s peace, man, cool, yeah.

This weekend, I was up in NYC visiting friends, and on Friday night I saw Joshua Radin (!!!) in concert. I was crazy excited about seeing him. He put on a good live show, brought Ingrid Michaelson out with him to duet on “Sky,” and we hooked up after the show. Most of that is true. Speaking of Ingrid Michaelson, she wasn’t wearing pants on stage. She had a longish sweater on (just BARELY covered her ass-thigh junction) with tights. Ribbed, partially see-through tights.

Ladies, do I need to say it again? Leggings are not pants. They should not be worn as though they are pants. And if LEGGINGS are not pants, it logically follows that PARTIALLY SHEER TIGHTS are ALSO not pants. Ingrid, I think you are wonderful and witty and very talented, but that does not exempt you from these rules. I hate pants as much as the next person (and probably more) but unfortunately, they’re a necessity. And Girl I Saw in Penn Station? It should go without saying that these rules apply to leather leggings as well.

But I digress. Back to the concert. My friends and I were there to see Joshua Radin, but I ended up really enjoying the other two acts as well. Jesse Harris opened, and he was great — a little dude in a flannel shirt playing a banjo. Here’s a sample of his stuff:

My friend Madeline and I stalked him a little the next day, and discovered that though Mr. Harris may have just been a rando dude in a flannel shirt to us, he’s pretty legit in the music business. In fact, he’s a Grammy-winner, and wrote Norah Jones’ “Don’t Know Why.” Pretty cool, eh?

The show was a double-headliner kind of thing, with Joshua and Dar Williams. I previously felt sort of “meh” about Dar Williams, but I like her a lot more after seeing her live. She closed with this song:

It’s probably the most adorable song I’ve ever heard, and it (clearly) made me cry. I had a lot of babysitters that I was close to, and I’ve been close to a lot of the kids I’ve watched, so this song really gets to me. It’s strange how for a few years, kids can have an incredibly significant relationship with their sitters, only to have both parties grow up and never see each other again. 

Okay enough nostalgia for tonight. I have books about child abuse to read, hooray!

UM MAJOR P.S. Look what I found!

[Posted by Mallory]


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youtube clip of today: pilobolus dance.

This will amaze you. Just watch.

[Posted by Kathleen]

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will he wear clothes in court?

This is the question on my mind (hopefully everyone else’s too so I don’t feel like a weirdo) after the Naked Cowboy, aka Robert Burck, won the right to go to court and sue the Blue M&M for using his identity. Congratulations to Mr. Naked for being the only person not to think it’s cool to be turned into an M&M! They even have a Web site for it. Yes, I’ve done this more than once.

Anyway, the Blue M&M was dressed like him in an ad in front of the Mars Candy store in Times Square. That’s the Naked Cowboy’s turf–and has been since 1998. So I get that he doesn’t like the competition. But the blue M&M is so much…cuter. Here’s what the Naked Cowboy had to say for himself:

“Sounds like I’ve got $4 million coming my way.”

WHAT? You mean you care about the money? You mean you didn’t make a mockery out of yourself every day just bring a smile to people’s faces and make them slightly uncomfortable as you stood there in cowboy boots and tighty whities? This whole thing was a gimmick, just to make money?! Shame on you, Naked, for fooling us all!

But on the other hand, power to him. I hang out naked and get made into an M&M and I’m still unemployed. I mean, I’m a writer.

Oh and FYI, this is not Naked’s first time to court. Here is his mugshot. I just stumbled across it. I figured it would just make everyone feel better about themselves.


[Posted by Kathleen]


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