Music
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Laren: The Soundtrack
I recently had a discussion about theme songs. This always reminds me of Ally McBeal, who often had a theme song that reflected what was going on in her life and that generally gave her some sort of inspiration to make it through her various trials and tribulations. One of my favorites was Ooh Child
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Cheesy Poofs and Billy Joel
Sometimes I take a moment in the middle of what I’m doing to realize how incredibly lucky I am. I had several moments like this over the past few days. First, what was going to be an ordinary night (gym, home, bed) ended up with a lovely dinner with Rob at Bar Carrera (If you
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On My New Commute . . .
I stopped to say hi to Rick at the Greenmarket in "condiment alley," where he told me that he met someone I know while DJing in his silk pajamas at a bar in the East Village last weekend (does this ring any bells to anyone?). I noticed some very beautiful buildings on 19th between Irving
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The Weekend Wrapup
After the Vendys and a whirlwind of a week, I stayed in Friday night. I must have been exhausted because I slept for 12 hours. Saturday I went to the gym, visited the Dosa cart, then headed up to Westchester to spend the afternoon with a group of my high school friends and their kids.
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Fall Ahead
I spent my last "official" weekend out in Kismet this past weekend. I was actually happy that the house was quieter than usual — a perfect pace to wind down and truly enjoy every ray of sun, each grain of sand, and the welcoming waves mellowed by the presence of the full moon. I couldn’t
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There Are Times
when I really wonder about my own sanity. Like when I find myself with Abracadabra by the Steve Miller Band stuck in my head. It’s times like these when I really wish I had some sort of mind-eraser that would zap it right out of my brain. Come to think of it, a gizmo like
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Elvis Alert!
Okay, internet. I know I’m asking a lot of you. In addition to sending good karma my way for the hunt, I’m asking another favor. If you can only handle one, however, the aforementioned good karma is MUCH more important than what I’m about to ask. I have an extra ticket to see Elvis Costello
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Comfort
I was talking to a friend yesterday about comfort. She and I are both going through a job search right now, and the emotional drain that goes along with that is major. Add to that the grey, dreary weather this past weekend, and you end up seeking comfort. Thankfully, comfort can be found in so
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Addicted
Okay. It’s getting a little out of hand. Every single time I turn on my iPod, I have to play Only You. Not the tried-and-true Yaz version (which I still adore), but the Michael Moon version. I don’t even know where it came from (I’m guessing it was from when Lauren was messing around with