Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Mondo's Back!

And, as always, it's because of my good friend Adam's birthday. If I don't go to Mondo all year, I know that I will on that one special day. This Friday it's happening: mondo-nyc.com

Our conversation today:
me: just wrangled two more fun-timers for friday night

Adam:
a yes yes yall, a yes yes yall

me:
i'm workin real hard to make your birthday the largest
not necessarily the most fun, just as large as possible

Adam:
hahaha

Adam: you're bringing several homeless people

me:
literally dozens

Adam:
"come on, I know somewhere where there's food and a warm bed!"
next thing they know, they are at mondo
having the time of their life
and no one knows they're homeless because they're technically dressed like they're from greenpoint

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Toofless

Just got my wisdom teeth out! All four of those suckers! I've never been under general anesthetic before so I was almost more freaked about that than the yanking of the teeth themselves. Went into the office, the surgeon said hello and started asking me about what I did and all, I told him a little about having just finished school and starting a new job in a couple weeks, and he took my arm while I was talking and just got the needle in there when I was hardly paying attention and then next thing I knew I was being woken up and stumbling drunkenly into the recovery room! My mom said she'd barely opened up a magazine to read in the waiting room when they said I was done, something like 20 mins. Awesome. So now I'm at my parents' place in Jersey taking it easy, head wrapped in a cold pack to hopefully avoid looking like a chipmunk tomorrow.

Ice paaaaaaack.


I never would have thought to ask for the teeth. When Mom came to me in the recovery room the first thing she asked the nurse was if they saved my dang teeth. I thought she was a weirdo, but then just now my aunt - who is my dental hygienist, with my uncle as my dentist - called and said it was great to have those teeth because they have stem cells in them and you never know if later on some health issue could arise that would be aided by having those stem cells available. Who the hell knew! Also, Jeebus Christmas, can you tell how enormous those teeth are? 

Monday, February 9, 2009

Circumstance, sans pomp.

I can't for the life of me find my camera battery charger. So I've been taking pictures with my phone and they're shitty and blurry, but here they are! Woo!


Winter in the city. Walking from the subway in Brooklyn was positively picturesque. So I took a picture.


And then I graduated from beauty school! It's blurry, cause we were drunk-ish and I was excited, but if you blow up the picture and look real close you'll see that my "diploma" says BEST GPA.


This plastic wine glass is the reason I couldn't hold still. We had ourselves a grand old time waiting for our names to be called. When mine finally was, it was prefaced with, "My favorite student with the lisp, Caroline!" And I cracked up. Because earlier that day I'd been forced to give a 16-year-old a blowout since a whole school group came to visit, and while I was working the girl's little friends walked over and out of nowhere say, "You know you got a lisp?" What the eff do I say to that! "Uhhh, alright sure, you think so?" "Yeah, you talk with your tongue." "Ummmmm ok cool." And all the teachers overheard these little twerps jabbing me and were laughing from a distance. Thanks teachers.


Yesterday one of Wendy's friends celebrated her birthday by going to a place on Smith St. in Brooklyn called The Painted Pot which is one of those places where you can glaze a piece of pottery and then they fire it for you. Pretty damn fun. I made this mug, which kinda looks like I dipped it in chocolate. Delicious. Looks nothing like the colors I chose cause it hasn't been fired yet, but when I pick it up next weekend I'm pretty sure it will be a work of fine art.


I finished too quickly and everybody else was still painting so I grabbed the cheapest piece I could find and made it for Wendy.

In two days I will have my wisdom teeth removed. Please regale me with stories of your own experiences! Nothing I love more these days than hearing about how someone's face almost fell off after getting wisdom teeth out.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

THIS IS HUGE OH MAN I'M SO EXCITED

Kumail was on The Colbert Report last night and the night before. Watch them. Holy nuts.

Monday:


Tuesday:


Congrats Kumail!!

Thursday, January 22, 2009

National Blog For Choice Day

Naral Pro-Choice America has declared it, so I'm doing it, because it's important to me as a woman and it should be important to you as an anything. I haven't had any abortions, so I don't have any dramatic or heartfelt stories to blog in light of the day, I'm just popping by to remind you that reproductive choice is tops! Obama agrees - the proof is in the super exciting new White House website where you can view his entire agenda, organized by issue! You know what else Obama likes? Fisting.


Hahaha! Idiot.

BACK TO HAIR.
A few more shots from yesterday's 40s hairstyle competition.


We all had to line up with numbers and everything - I mugged for Kelsey, my stylist, while waiting to walk the runway.


She kept trying to get shots and I kept laughing and flubbing them, as per usual.


I'm next! Looking awkward.


With another classmate, C. We didn't win. But we should have! We each looked like we walked right out of West Side Story. I could easily be singing, "Boy, boy, crazy boy, get cool, boy! Got a rocket in your pocket, keep coolly cool, boy!" And C's ready to break out into, "I like the island Manhattan. Smoke on your pipe, and put that in!" Ha. C's Columbian, but whatever. In the movie it's not like they got real Puerto Ricans to play the Sharks either, so I'm not being racist. The point is, we looked good.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Beauty School

Last sesh my class studied business and we had to present a giant convoluted project that was essentially a business proposal for a hypothetical salon. It kinda sucked to do it, cause it involved a great deal of math, figuring out how much I'd have to pay in taxes, salary, insurance, yadda yadda, but the point is when my classmate Kelsey presented hers she introduced it as the "Pretty Time!" salon. Pretty Time! Ha, I loved it. Today at beauty school was Pretty Time - we had a 1940s hair styling competition and I offered to be Kelsey's model, so I brought in a 40s outfit and jewelry and makeup and she prettied up my hair. I'll upload the pics from my cammy cam tomorrow but in the meantime here are two little guys I snapped on my phone:


It's a little hard to tell in a teeny camera phone shot, but Kelsey did a great job.


And after she was all done I applied the requisite red lipstick and drew on a mole. When you see the whole look in the photos tomorrow you'll agree that we should have won, we were totally robbed. Except at the end we were told that there weren't any prizes, so who cares. God knows that we were the best, so that's what matters.

Also I had work after school today, so I am now there and my hair and makeup still look like that. I wiped off the mole, but otherwise I am sitting at a desk looking like Alice Kramden.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Horses, Hair, and Licking Bronze Dogs

Wendy came with me to the Jerz to meet Lee and Gina. We were cooked a meal of chicken, and chicken, (that's no typo - my dad made a chicken dish and then my mom requested that he make another chicken dish that she'd wanted to try, so we had chicken and chicken) and then Wendy and my dad played through his giant record collection that's chock full of classic rock gems. I knew that'd do the trick. Next day the plan was to meet Michelle for a horseback riding lesson at her barn, but first Wendy and I went to brunch.



She asked me to mix her coffee for her and snapped me pensively testing it out.

On our walk through town back to the car, we passed the little square that was covered in snow and looked serene and gorgeous, and sitting on the outskirts of it is this bizarre little bronze statue of a boy with an ice cream cone and a dog. Wendy thought it was hilarious.




Wendy licked the boy, the ice cream cone, and then cooed at the dog. And then almost busted her ass on the ice. That was my favorite part. Oh! Wait, no, my favorite part was at brunch when the waiter brought little spheres of butter the size of melon balls in a bowl and they looked so funny I dared Wendy to eat one (ok fine she said "Dare me to eat one?" and I said yes definitely, so she dared herself, is what I'm saying). I whipped out my camera and Wendy picked up one melty butter ball between her thumb and forefinger and was poised with it in front of her mouth as I framed the shot, just as the waitress brought our food. I put down my camera and cracked up, while Wendy continued to hold the butter and look sheepish and the waitress put her food down.


Dressed in her pea coat and Michelle's riding helmet, Wendy looks like she was born into the Hilton family. And that there is Michelle's pony.


And she's on!


Michelle gave a nice little lesson to Wendy, who'd never ridden a horse before at all.


I love this picture. It looks as though she was riding like the wind! I had my flash off so the pony's legs are just blurry. They were walking. No but seriously she did a really good job, considering at one point the pony got a little saucy and reared up for a second! Only a couple inches off the ground, but when you're up there it can be scary cause I mean come on, it's a large animal with a mind of its own. My mom always said that even when I was a little kid taking riding lessons for a couple years, and it never did much for my confidence, as you might imagine.


This is Michelle, who really does ride like the wind. It was sort of terrifying being so close to her while she rode a giant horse over 3 jumps in a row. Pretty impressive y'all.

Wendy has the shots of me on the horse on her camera so I'll throw em up here later.

Now a quickie hair update. My friend Noel from good old Trader Joe's came to school for a cut. I cut her hair months ago and she hadn't had it done since, so I was flattered that she waited for me. Here it is before:




And after:




The end.