Top Ten Tuesday–The Bowie Edition

And I’m back. Breaking my way back into this whole blogging thing. Whoo.

Top Ten Tuesday. Let’s try to make this a recurring thang.

Today, I’m going to celebrate David Bowie’s birthday with a top ten of my favorite of his songs. Why, you ask? Because I can, and it’s my blog, and I’m probably the only person reading, so why not?

Also, my parents cultivated a healthy love of glam rock/punk/new wave in me at a young age. And also, I’ve loved David Bowie since I first saw the movie Laybrinth, even though I didn’t know he was the guy who sang “that song that scared me”(ie: Space Oddity). David Bowie doesn’t have a perfect voice, but he’s got an honest one, and his music makes me feel things. And he and Iman are the dieties/leaders of my people, the Glamazons.

These songs aren’t presented in any particular ranking. Also, youtube/videos don’t run terribly well on my computer, so I’m presenting the list without video accompaniment. All are worth a listen, though, so seek ye out the kingdom of Bowie.

TOP TEN DAVID BOWIE SONGS

Ziggy Stardust

 

Queen Bitch

Life on Mars?

Laughing Gnome

Oh! You Pretty Things

As The World Falls Down

Modern Love

Under Pressure

The Man Who Sold The World

Changes

Lisey’s Story

I heartily acknowledge that I am a Stephen King fan-girl. No, I haven’t read the Dark Tower series (I tried about 15 years ago, at the encouragement of my father–also a King fan–but just.couldn’t.do.it. I promise to try again sometime soon), but I have read about 97% of his other works.

My favorite King books are his short story collections, but of his novels The Shining and  The Dead Zone are my favorites. I’m the child of a recovered alcoholic, so The Shining hits home on a lot of levels–and terrifies me for more than the haunted house (er, hotel) aspect. My heart aches for Jack Torrance through that entire damn novel. The Dead Zone is just beautifully written, and appeals to me on a more emotional level than King’s scary-paranormal stories. Again, my heart aches for Johnny Smith the whole time.

So I just re-read Lisey’s Story, and while I don’t think it’s up there with my favorites, I think it’s pretty damn close. Continue reading

Retail Therapy

So.

I pulled my back a few days ago, which means I’m sort of reduced to sitting around in pain. And going to work in pain. And, basically, existing in pain. So, in order to make myself feel better, I indulged in some retail therapy.

I decided to check out Avenue, since I’d never shopped through them before. After much ranting about why plus size models either have giant boobs or are just really tall women in oversized clothing (I’m looking at you, WomanWithin), I was pleased by what I found at Avenue.com. I mean, the models are still kinda…skinny… but at least the clothes fit well enough to give you some idea of what you’ll look like in the clothing (granted, I have a similar–but larger–body shape to these models).

First off, I bought this dress.I say "TADOW!"

My best girlfriend says it’s “TADOW! but not in the good way” but I disagree. I make everything I do reek of “TADOW!” and the more “TADOW!”-y, the better. Plus I can rock some paisley. I have no idea how it will look on me, but I think it’ll flatter what I’ve got going on. I’m picturing it with my hair down and loosely curled, and my red rose hair clip on the side. Maybe a shrug? Also, I like that it can be dressed up but I can also wear it to work.

I had a coupon code that I found on retailmenot.com that gave me 50% off my highest priced item if I bought 2 or more things. This dress was already on sale for $29.96. I managed to get it for $14 and some change.

In order to get the discount, though, I had to buy something else. I’m not made of money, so I wanted my 2nd item to be something fairly cheap. So I looked at the jewelry and found several things I thought were cute (I love all of the owl stuff!). But I have enough rings, and I only have one necklace that I wear all the time, so I decided to go with a bracelet.

This bracelet is on sale for $4.96. I also liked the green one, but the blue will actually go with more things. I may wind up not keeping it (I don’t know that it’s            really me), so one of my friends may be getting a Christmas present a few months early!

All in all, I spent $26.93, including shipping! I’d say that’s pretty awesome.

Now back to the writhing in agony and whatnot.

Pop Quiz: Name That Voice!

There’s been a recent upswing in celebrities doing commercial voice-over work that I find interesting and kind of fun. I like hearing those voices and going “Hey! I know that voice!” Unfortunately, most of the time I just..can’t..place..that voice, and so I send myself into a pit of frustration trying to figure it out.

Ok, maybe I exaggerate a little bit, but it annoys me.

So here’s your brain-teaser for today: I’m presenting 7 commercials with celebrity voice-overs. If you can get all 7 without researching it, you’re a better man than I. Here’s one to get you started; the other 6 are behind the tag, as are the answers. No cheating!

1) Honda Crosstour

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Fare-thee-well, Top Chef DC! An Open Letter.

Dear Top Chef: DC, Judges, and Cheftestants:

I shan’t miss you.

Top Chef, I have not missed a single episode of any of your seasons. I have laughed, I have lusted over both foods and cheftestants (and still do.. I’m looking at you, Michael V. and Sam..also, those shrimp’n’grits by Tre in season 3? I have dreams about them.), I have felt the pain of the folks who miss their families, and felt the disappointment when they have to leave. Even in seasons 3 and 5, where I didn’t enjoy most of the people on the show, I still enjoyed the food they made. I stuck by your side through season 4, which is, to be brutally honest, a completely forgetable season apart from Andrew’s line “I have a culinary boner” which totally overshadowed the fact that season 4 gave us our first female Top Chef.

Padma, I applaud whoever chose you as the host to replace Katie Lee Joel. She was abysmal, and you (and your cleavage) are a beacon of light in the darkness that has been Season 7. But the flashes of brilliance on your part are growing dimmer and dimmer, even as your cleavage grows more expansive. Gail, you and I have had our differences, but I’m glad you’re going to TC:Just Desserts. The main thing I’ve always liked about you, even when your opinions suck, is your unabashed love for fatty, delicious, dessert foods. Tom… oh, Tom, what is there to say about you, my beloved Bear? Even Tony Bourdain, who I look forward to seeing each season, wasn’t up to his usual inspired standards of hole reaming.

I think I’ve hit upon the key word, here: inspired. There was nothing inspiring about this season. Perhaps you shot yourself in the chef’s shoe last season; that was a stellar bunch of chefs! And they were interesting, and there was conflict that went beyond petty crap and personality differences. The credentials they had! Oh my. This season was infinitely lacking in any of that; talent and drama were practically non-existent.

I know how I feel when I cook; I feel like I’m creating something new, even if it’s a dish I’ve made 90 bajillion times before. The most basic of my moma’s comfort food can still excite me when I cook it, can still ignite in me the same passion that making a completely foreign dish can. I haven’t seen that in any of the cheftestants this time ’round. My all-time favorite cheftestants and judges are the ones like Season 5s Carla (another bright spot in that season), who go on about “cooking with love.” It’s the same principle with any creative thing, whether it’s cooking or writing or playing music or acting or designing clothes: it will fail to inspire you if you have no passion for it. And if you have no passion for it when you’re making it, then how can you make the audience (tasters and judges) care about it?

I’m not saying you don’t have passionate chefs on the show this season, but if you do, I haven’t seen it from them in anything they’ve made.

To quote Pike in the BtVS movie, I’m not mad; I’m just disappointed. And I don’t like feeling that way about you, Top Chef! You gave my mom something enjoyable when she was having chemotherapy and couldn’t taste most of her foods; watching you, she was able to experience things that she was never gonna be able to taste again. You gave us something to bond over, and I miss having that quality of show coming from you. This season’s been lower than low, so I ask you–nay, implore you!– bring back the good stuff next season!

I’m willing to stick with you for your spin-off shows, like TC:Masters and TC:Just Desserts (which I will watch, of course). But I don’t expect the same quality from them as I do from you! You’re the parent, the role model, and you’re just not doing your job properly. I don’t want to give up on you, so don’t make me feel like you’ve given up on me.

Sincerely,

Eieioj

Cleaning off the bookshelf

Oh, my posting here is atrociously sporadic.

Today I’m cleaning off my bookshelves and trying to trade-in some books at my local Buy-Trade bookshop.

On the list to trade:

Good Omens

The Dark Half

Pet Sematary

Skeleton Crew

The Hot Zone

The Heaven Series (subject of an upcoming post on IFMiB)

The Looking Glass Wars

The Great Husband Hunt

The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie

Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell

I enjoyed most of these books, but they’re not the sort that I want to read over and over and over again. I mean, I love me some Stephen King, but I’ve read the three King books on my list enough. And some of these are books that I have multiple copies of and no one to gift them to.

Hopefully I’ll find some super-awesome books to get (and hopefully most of these will trade!). Whoooooooooo trading books!