Monthly Archives: January 2013
Very useful tool for amateur moviegoers. There should be one for when it’s okay to talk at a movie theater (NEVER!!)
To pee, or not to pee? That is the question. Everyone who has ever gone to a movie knows this predicament- whether ’tis nobler to suffer the slings and arrows of painfully watching a movie when you have to relieve yourself, or to take arms against a sea of porcelain and miss a few minutes of a movie you’ve paid to see. To help you determine the best possible time to pee during a movie, I’ve created this flowchart.
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Daily Prompt: Musical What role does music play in your life?
I’m not a musician. I can’t read sheet music to save my soul. I don’t have a huge record or CD collection, and my iTunes collection is rather pitiful. Still, I think music has always played an important role in my life.
As a child, music was solely a way to celebrate. There wasn’t a single family gathering where salsa and merengue were absent, along with plenty of dancing. Sad music was unacceptable to me. I couldn’t even watch the Muppets because of their inevitable mopey songs, usually sung by the sensitive Kermit. Even then, music affected me, but I did not always understand or enjoy its effects.
I grew up and grew out of that, of course, once I got to know the world and myself a little better. I came to appreciate and eventually love the way that music stirs me emotionally, whether it amplifies the positive feelings of love and joy, or offers me solace in times of sadness and grief; whether I’m singing my heart out at a karaoke bar, dancing my butt off at a party, or simply tuning out the world during my morning commute. Like a faithful friend, music is always present.
The weather has become an unavoidable topic of conversation this past week. With the wind chill in the single digits, tonight dropping below zero, the cold literally hits you in the face. It makes for some crankier than usual New Yorkers, myself among them. Commuting in this dreadful cold is downright painful. And I hear snow is on the way, which will surely bring with it additional complications.
Was winter always such a miserable time? As a kid growing up in Brooklyn, this type of weather was not something I dreaded. I associated it with some of my favorite things, like playing in the snow, Christmas vacation, or my mom’s amazing hot chocolate. I have a vivid memory of being tucked into bed in my Popples pajamas, under layers of cozy blankets, and feeling the crispness of the tightly fitted sheets against my cold feet. It was a chilly delight that always made me giggle with excitement.
What would it take for us to take a break from our busy lives to simply enjoy the winter? To throw some snowballs around, or sip some hot chocolate between laps around the ice skating rink? It may not be as gratifying as when we were kids, but it’s worth a shot.