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Hope you enjoyed the holidays/time off from work/excuse to stuff your face with cookies and pie.  This holiday season I decided to treat myself to actually utilizing that tumblr account I created a year ago.  Annnnnd so I did.  At like 2am I created Found Objects, a blog of everyday life, told through pictures.  Don’t worry, I’m not cheating on this blog with another blog, it’s really just a photo-blog side project.  You know how Jack White has both The White Stripes and The Raconteurs? It’s like that.

I Hate This Font So Hard

Should You Use Comic Sans [Buzzfeed]

Turn and Face the Strange

A friend that I made here in San Francisco, just moved to New York last week.  Understandably, she was pretty nervous/excited/terrified about moving across the country.  This led me to reflect on my own trans-continental move, and the changes my life has taken on in the past ten months.  Don’t worry, I won’t bore you with those reflections.  I will though, share with you an excerpt of  a something my friend posted on facebook: her mom’s blog post about her big move/the inevitable changes we encounter in life, because, well, I think it’s pretty awesome, and I wish my mom gave advice like this:

Moving – to a new city, a new apartment, a new life – represents, to me, the unstoppable changes that occur in this human existence. We change jobs, cars, doctors, favorite foods, significant others, perfumes, beliefs, hair color, friends. We have a favorite author and devour all of her books, then open to someone else’s words and purview of life; we follow a beloved teacher, leader, or band, and then leave them to adore someone new. Like seasons, we pass from one variation of ourselves to another, never leaving the core of who we are, but shedding, growing, and creating our form over and over again.

Change demands courage, demands faith, and a sense that all will be right, even if everything is different…Many people are petrified to enter the unknown, even though it is inevitable to stand at the edge of a place we have never been.

She’s right.  Changes are inevitable, daunting, and sometimes sad.  But change also opens up the pathway to better, more fulfilling opportunities as well. Sometimes though, I wish it didn’t take so long to discover those pathways.

Nerd Venn Diagram

As you can see, based off of this Venn Diagram, I am always a dork; oftentimes a nerd; and, sometimes a dweeb (depending on the intelligence level of who I’m hanging out with).  Luckily, I’m never a geek.  But, I mean, that was something we all knew already.

Via [Buzz Feed]

A Note on Checking Out Babes

Summer’s winding down, so for most of the country, hemlines are getting longer, and blustery air will soon require more layers, leaving more to the imagination.  But here in San Francisco, the weather seems to only be getting warmer, and public checking out more gratuitous.  I don’t mind…much…anymore…  But seriously? Show a little discretion. Like, okay, we both know what you’re doing, and there’s no way the objection of your wandering eye’s affection doesn’t know you’re checking her/him out, but c’mon, First Rule of Checking Someone Out: Don’t Be Obvious.

Checking some one out is supposed to be a brief encounter between your eyes, and that certain someone who caught your eye.  Emphasis on brief.  That means no eye lingering, no head swiveling, no cat calls.  Just your eyes.  Quick glance.  You’re done.  As stated in Troy Patterson’s recent article for Slate, “A Dandy’s Guide to Girl-Watching”:

“Although we believe that girl watching has it all over bird watching, we feel that these two hobbies do share one important feature. They are both genteel. They both respect the rights of the watched … A girl watcher never leers, nor does he utter any sound which might betray his joy.”

Amen.  Questions? Concerns? Tips? You can read Troy Patterson’s article HERE.  You’re welcome.  Especially to that guy on Geary and Grant who full-body-swivel checked out that poor little hipster girl who was wearing not even short shorts.

Is It Weird that I Kind of Want This?

From the people who brought you The Boyfriend Pillow (well, actually, I don’t know if that’s true…) comes, The Girlfriend Lap Pillow!

Lifetime supply of social awkwardness and membership to the Masturbation is the Best I’m Ever Going to Get club included.

In Case You Were Wondering…

This is what I’m listening to today.

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To be honest, I just wanted to test out GrooveShark and see what it’s all about.

Verdict: Big Fan.  You should be too.

Good News!

All three seasons of Strangers With Candy are on Hulu.  You’re welcome.

Sometimes Actors Make Good Music

The actor in question today is Jason Schwartzman.  He performs under the name Coconut Records even though it’s a solo effort. Schwartzman’s second album, Nighttiming, came out earlier this year and I’m really digging it.  The music is a little indie but upbeat and not whiney (I’m looking at you Scarlet Johansson).  I think what I like most about is that he includes my girl crush Zooey Deschanel on one of his tracks, Ask Her to Dance.  Granted, it’s kind of slow, but I mean, it’s ZOOEY (and she has already proven to be an established singer and actress).  Anyway, I’m totally crunching on this album and you should too.

Wanna Keep Up With the Kids These Days?

Feelin’ like an old fuddy duddy because you have no idea what a “sparkle vampire” is? Not quite sure why US Weekly thinks you’re supposed to care who Ashley Tisdale is dating (answer: no one cares who Ashley Tisdale is dating, so don’t worry about it)?   Don’t worry.  Semi-Unemployed-Me to the rescue!

It’s my opinion, that no one over the age of like, 18, needs to know who any of the above people are.  Hello, you a grown ass woman/man, you ain’t got time to keep up with Tiger Beat‘s demographic.  And, instead of feeling bad about that, consider it a good thing.  Trust me. Like, sometimes, I wish I didn’t know as much about Tween culture as I do. Maybe it’s because I’m getting older, but today’s tween stars are annoying, cheesy, and strangely braggy about being chaste — whatever, Jonas Brothers…