Getting Ready for Tamil!

I'm heading to my friend's wedding in South India in February, and this is helping me out.

I'm Thankful for Mexican Wrestlers and Mariachi Bands

This video is fun! I just saw a ton of mariachi bands last night, so the fashion perked me up here. I have some lame video of it that I'll put up in another post.

So this band, Noah and the Whale, was recommended to me by LastFM, who thought I'd like them based on my loved tracks. LastFM, so thoughtful.

I really need to visit Mexico. Magic, man, magic. It's in Mexican blood, in the literature, in the water. Time for some español lessons. Escuchar, fools!

Oh yeah, Happy Thanksgiving!

It's Cougar Time

So I was talking to my mom about dating, and how most people available are quite a bit younger than I am because most people my age are married and having kids. She said, "They call them cougars. You might be a cougar."

OK, then. Mother-approved. Guess it's cougar time.

NYC Moments

I was walking to a connecting train at the 14th St. station and was walking behind a middle-aged man and his two teenage sons. He was instructing them to sing along with him (I assume for their performance in the station), and he broke out into the falsetto chorus of "More Than a Woman" by the Bee Gees. Repeatedly.

Sometimes I am in love with this city and everybody in it.

Crybaby Time

Life has been wonderfully busy lately and filled with good things like lollipops and rainbows. I'm also getting used to a new phone with a new camera, so hopefully the next few subway graffiti photos I post will be gorgeous. :)

Unfortunately, I didn't get an awesome new iPhone, but I did get a phone that has a whole darn keyboard on it. Unfortunately, the damn thing can't simply tell me when and where a movie is playing, like my last, less fancy phone, could. Ah well. You make concessions.

I just had to comment, though, on the fact that I am, for the first time in my life, actually PROUD to be an American. Tuesday night, I was out among hoards of other screaming, crying, proud Americans, who lit fireworks in the street and woo-hooed out their windows at the top of their lungs. New York City partied like it was 1999--work tomorrow be damned. And I woke up and floated through the day feeling like the night before I had just met and hooked up with the person I was going to marry.