Monday, August 17

adventures in tealand

it's been a crazy week, and a crazier monday. amidst the craziness, i went to make a cup of tea, just a mid-afternoon ritual to get another couple of hours of work out of myself, and no big deal for me...unlike some of my co-workers. ahem.

i used to love Good Earth white tea, which had this vanillaish flavor, but you can't get it around here anymore. i miss that tea. it was good, had a cute old chinese man on the box, came with little sayings like Dove chocolates but less schmaltzy, it was solid. consequently, i've been looking for a replacement with little success. while i was at publix in atlanta last week, i found some Lipton (i usually don't like lipton, but i've been trying to be less brand-prejudiced) white tea.

the full name on the box is as follows:
WHITE TEA
with
Island Mango and Peach Flavor
with other Natural Flavor
Made with real orange leaves and lemongrass

i mean, simple is usually better, but if a tea requires nineteen words to name it, it's an event if nothing else, right? why not?

so i opened the box today at around 3, eagerly anticipating my new caffeine fix, and the smell was an olfactory assault. pleasant, but aggressive. i'm pretty sure it killed the lunch funk that lingers down here until 4 most days. so far, so good. i brewed a cup, and DAMN. it was like i was by the pool on some island where peaches and mangoes grow. and oranges. and lemongrass....a fictional island. super fruity. not very tea-ish, but good.

initially i loved it. however, it's been about an hour and change, and there's a distinct burning in my throat. weird. the ingredients are all natural, no fifteen-word chemicals, but it's still kind of odd. we'll see how the next adventure goes.
try it...if you dare...

meanwhile, i'm still on the hunt for a white tea replacement.

Tuesday, July 21

baseball is magic


i have loved baseball since i was a kid, and despite boring grown-up protestations about major league salaries, corruption, boredom, exploitation, racism, and the corporate whoring of american secular cathedrals known as baseball stadiums, i'm still enchanted by it. and even though the modern dogma might get in the way, there's something about the ritual, the superstition, and the tradition that brings all of the excitement and wonder bubbling to the surface (oddly, i have the same feelings about christmas). i love the sounds of the ballpark and the feeling of a night game at the beginning of summer, i prefer to eat cracker jacks and hotdogs when seated in the most uncomfortable chair possible, keeping score and within earshot of the cotton candy vendor, and my favorite soda is wax-flavored, diluted concession stand coke.

recently, some coworkers and i were traveling for work, and the subject of baseball came up. they informed me that they are not baseball fans, and cited the aforementioned protestations as evidence in support of their opinions. all i really had to support my viewpoint was a childhood spent watching and playing baseball, and a father who supported my habit. not my strongest arguments. i remained unable to express why i think baseball is the bee's knees...until now.

for any of you out there who remain unconverted, allow me to present exhibit A.

baseball IS magic.

Thursday, July 9

photos that stopped me in my tracks today

i've been spending a lot of time working on the computer lately (at work), which is a mixed blessing.
on the positive side, it's july and for the first time in a while i'm being spared the florida summer cycle of sweating like a pig, then getting rained on, then having to go sit in the a/c, then sweating like a pig again. on the not-so-positive side, i'm on the computer. all day. inside. i got into this field so that i wouldn't have to work in an office. in front of a computer. but hey, i'm employed, so i'm happier than a (insert colorful southern idiom here).
another positive is that i not only have more time to keep up with things like current events, email, the part of my job that involves being on the computer, etc, but also that i find gems like these:

this photo came from a great site i mentioned in a previous post called lostateminor. something about it just gets to me. at first, it eeged me out. the inverted starfish, the mix of sea creatures with flowers...but then it grew on me.



the other is just a personal preoccupation: rachel weisz. i'm not prone to celebrity worship, and i definitely don't have posters of her on the back of my office door (unlike certain coworkers of mine and hilary duff), but i like her movies. except the fountain...snoozefest (sorry, kris).
i don't know her personally, but she seems like she'd be fun to have a glass of wine with. and this photo, while somewhat scary and she-might-eat-me-if-i-piss-her-off-ish, is...nice. i'm a fan of actresses and models who aren't fetuses flaunting their sex appeal...more fodder for the "you don't have to be fifteen to be sexy" movement. also, this picture came from one of my favorite guilty-pleasure blogs, where you can actually vote on whether this picture is awe-inspiring or fear-inducing.

Wednesday, July 1

philodendron and felis

someday, i want a small part of my garden to look like this:

Tuesday, June 30

2 cool sites

i'm engaging in personal activities while eating lunch at my desk...at least i'm not working while eating lunch at my desk, although i really should get away from the computer for a bit.
anyway, while compiling pics for the blog post i intended to write, i realized that if there are people out there who haven't seen these sites, they are in need of enlightenment. if you've been a subscriber since before the sites existed, please pardon my horribly outdated web recon.
they're published by the same weblisher (i think i made that word up), and are targeted for the same demographic, which must be me, 'cause i think they're boss.
enjoy or scorn accordingly:

Lost At E Minor is an online publication of inspiring art, illustration, photography, music, fashion, film, and more, featuring our latest discoveries in the ever-changing world of contemporary pop culture.

My Secret Playlist is a music discovery website and weekly email publication in which invited bands, DJs, producers and musicians write about the songs and albums that are inspiring them right now.

enjoy. if that's not your thing, perhaps you will be entertained by the knowledge that my office currently smells like cheetos and stale a/c. and i didn't do it.

Wednesday, June 24

i'm back



(insert blogger excuses, etc here)
i'm back from my blog hiatus, sabbatical, lapse, period of laziness/sloth/inactivity/retreat/hiding/hibernation/whatever.
i have no excuses, i just wasn't feeling it. lots happened, though. lots that i'm not going to recap. instead of doing the whole "here's what i've been doing for 8 months", maybe it'll come out in humorous anecdotes of the past which relate to timely current blog posts. i prefer to focus on what's at hand. as for the past....feh.

Monday, October 20

yes, virginia-this is a college town (part 2)

we've mentioned that gainesville is beloved. i've discussed it, my readers have mentioned it (thanks, readers!), others have mentioned it-and often repeat one another-here, here, here and here.*
*the last link is my favorite-for oh so many reasons.

when i wrote the first part of this post series, i was motivated by a realization that this town is seriously lacking in a few areas. depending on whom you ask, it's more than a few areas, but i'll stick with 'a few' for now. for some reason this idea i had really REALLY bugged me, but instead of posting a rant complaining about why i was annoyed, i decided to go under the irritation and think about why i was so bothered. i came to the conclusion that something was very wrong with this town, and the reason why it got under my skin was because i love gville for so many reasons. like a proud parent or an adoring child, i couldn't bear to think of what i loved it not living up to its potential, or perhaps more appropriately, my expectations.

let me warn you-some will find this trivial. some will disagree completely. but it still rankles me, so here it is:
gainesville doesn't have enough kids my age to play with.
gainesville doesn't have a college radio station.
gainesville doesn't have a quality independent music store.
and this one will probably make me a few enemies, but gainesville doesn't have that great of a music scene.

BEFORE you start spewing forth hatred, please let me explain. i LOVE music. i love all kinds of music, and i know that's cliche, but i really do. it's all there in my personal pantheon of musical deities: the crazy atonal experimental stuff, live anything of just about every genre (if performed well or at least with some passion), blues, jazz, classical, punk, ska, alt-rock (not the whiny crap), indie, electronica of all kinds, bluegrass, opera, southern rock, you name it. sure, i have my favorites, but everybody gets a chance. here's my exception: i get bored quickly with musicians who lack the chops to back up the pose: if you're on stage just to get laid, AND you can't play whatever it is you're holding, we're done.

but i'm getting ahead of myself. let's start with my first point:
1) i wish gainesville had more kids my age to play with.
once i hit the magical 23, my peers began to dwindle slowly. once i finished grad school, they became virtually nonexistent. i miss people my age...more importantly, i miss people with similar lifestyles to my own, regardless of age. i don't miss living in a town with more senior citizens than grass blades, but still.

2) gainesville doesn't have a college radio station. if you're having a thought to the contrary that contains anything remotely associated with rock 104, please stop reading. there's a seat saved for you at rue bar, or someplace in 'midtown'. if you're thinking wuft, that's fine but it's npr, so it doesn't count right now.
we do have a new and upcoming community radio station, thanks to the civic media center. this is exciting, and meets the criteria set forth by many college radio stations. but true college radio, nope. this is especially shocking when you consider that a) we have a very active local music scene (i'll mention that later) and b) we have a highly acclaimed communications/journalism school.

3) gainesville doesn't have a quality independent music store. please correct me here. please. i'm dying for the latest manchester orchestra ep and there's no place in town where i can go pick it up. the typical refrain i hear in response to this is that college kids won't/don't pay for cds from indie record stores when they can download for free. it might be correct as far as gvl is concerned--most of these stores thrive on that post-college/pre-kids demographic, which gainesville sorely lacks (see #1 above). and no, buying online is not the same.

4) gainesville doesn't have that great of a music scene. our live music scene, while locally-focused, and occasionally talented, is lacking. i don't need to see a bunch of big, overplayed, corporate-label names. i'll settle for some regional ones. i don't have a problem with the local scene at all, it'd just be nice to get some different flavor than the punk/ska/emo/alt-rock-centered peeps we have here. and no offense to the younguns and old dogs, but it'd be nice to have some talent over 21 and under 50 come through town.
i know people who are into the local music scene, and for them it's nirvana. but there's a very proud, sometimes obnoxiously exclusive attitude about it that i don't remember from ten years ago. and instead of protecting local bands, it only weakens the overall quality of gainesville music.
the hardest pill to swallow is that we used to have every name in the business coming through here in addition to amazing local talent--what happened? granted, there is some amazing local talent, and some can put on a helluva show...i'm not trying to hate.
i realize that this is an extremely subjective issue-if all the bands you like are here, we have the best music scene ever. but for the rest of us, i wish whatever issue it is that's keeping every band i like from coming to town (except for robert randolph, thank jebus) would get solved.
you know, celine dion, xtina, 'lil wayne...the greats.
we can do better, gainesville.