Dude, Why's Your Bike Here?

i bought a bike yesterday -- so exciting!

imagine, then, my chagrin, when i took it downtown for the first time, thinking to run errands, locked it up on 17th and chestnut, and came back from the shops to find that some idiot had locked his bike next to mine with my brake cables in the u-loop of his lock!

omg! i'm a new biker, but even i know that that's terrible bike etiquette! i was so pissed! (and totally made sure to tell him so when he came back, ipod'ed, sunglassed, completely duh and apologetic enough to make sure to call me "honey" while he said sorry...)

what does one have to do for an uneventful ride in this town?

Groceries

for the last week and some, i've been eating out or eating gautam's cooking. the situation needed to be rectified, for the sake both of my independence and of my stomach (which is still not quite 100% after the bout of food poisoning i suffered in cuba).

there is nothing better, in my opinion, than a stocked kitchen just waiting to be raided.

bananas, grapes
chana, rajma
mushrooms, tomatoes, red/orange peppers
avocados, peas, asparagus, spinach
tofu (super firm, cubed)
onions, scallions, ginger
soup (mmmm, soup)
ciabatta rolls (to go with soup)
coconut milk
pre-chopped stir-fry vegetables (for thai curry)
empanadas, pierogies (mmmmmm!)
lipton teriyaki and thai sesame noodles

tomorrow's goal: edamame replenishment. shop 'n' bag needs to start stocking it, stat.

Interiority

reading hamlet for the 18947th time will get you thinking about inner wiring, for sure.

after this morning's lecture, i was wondering whether it's possible to teach, really teach the play today, when everyone's heard all about it and been taught it before and watched branagh or hawke or someone else play the troubled procrastinator in the movies.

well, sometimes the trick is to scan it all, line by line.

kinda like what this guy does: <http://www.radiologyart.com>, via <http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/24/science/24scan.html>

(the barbie doll is especially creepy!)

Bubbly

i just bought another gorgeous titan watch!

pick@flick[r]: <http://flickr.com/photos/girlfish1303/3317092197>

it's the most delicate, petite thing i've worn on my wrists in a long time, but i like it a lot.

(see my post about my first purchase here: <http://simran.nomadlife.org/2007/05/pretty-pretty.aspx>)

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update, sunday, march 1, 2009:

in case the post title doesn't make any sense, it's because the watch is supposed to look like a bottle of champagne, with the crystals representing bubbles. (also because new bling makes me happy, but that's secondary.)

Such A Ham!

karaoke is fun for me because i get to lord it over everyone's ears. apparently i also do a good job when i'm up there. the singing, not so sure about, because it was hard to tell what i sounded like while blasting sound away from myself into a whooping crowd of fellow grad students (who were getting progressively drunker and louder). but the performances, they said, were "amazing".

two duets ("the scientist" with jonathan, "killing me softly" with kara), a solo ("you know i'm no good") and a slice of birthday cake into the game, i had had enough for the night, and headed home. but at heart i am still a performer -- confirmed even more so by my smooth on-stage dance moves tonight!) and if you let me, i'll belt. even if i don't hit the notes quite right. (cf: the tryst with bryan adams. i was 18 years old, people, and a superstar for 15 minutes. i think that might be where my unabashed teaching confidence comes from, too.)

now i only wish they had karaoke for mushy hindi love songs... can you imagine the field day i would have?!?!