26 février 2006
Ride, Cap'n, Ride
My friend Ryan is doing a really cool thing called the Ride for World Health. A group of mostly med students will bike across the country giving lectures on public health issues in several cities along the route, and raising money for Partners in Health. He leaves in about a month and must raise a certain amount of money before he goes. Check out his progress here. Kind of makes you want to get off your ass and do something good.
14 février 2006
V is for Victory
Some people get all excited and/or worked up about St. Valentine's day. They stress about finding the perfect gift, going on the perfect date, wearing the perfect pink panties. Others of us just laugh at those people. Valentine's day is fine, if you're into that kind of thing. If you don't express your love on a daily basis, then go ahead, use this day to make up for all the other days you didn't do something to let somebody know you care. But the rest of us will show love every day of the year and not give greeting card companies our hard-earned cash just because someone tells us that Feb. 14th is the day to give someone something that shows them you like them. Or "like them" like them. Or love them. Or Luuuurve them.
On the other hand, you could use this day to speak out against violence against women. Check out this site to discover an alternative to chocolates and flowers this V-day: http://www.vday.org
And no, I'm not bitter. But I could use some bittersweet chocolate. Damn! I just told you not to spend money on chocolate this year. Better work on that.
On the other hand, you could use this day to speak out against violence against women. Check out this site to discover an alternative to chocolates and flowers this V-day: http://www.vday.org
And no, I'm not bitter. But I could use some bittersweet chocolate. Damn! I just told you not to spend money on chocolate this year. Better work on that.
13 février 2006
it's all part of my rock & roll fantasy
While folks in New York are buried in the biggest blizzard on record, I've spent the past three days waking up to the sound of the waves as they slam into the pacific shore not 2,000 feet from my window. I can't believe people live like this. Warm climates never cease to amaze me.
L.A. never ceases to amaze me, either. While pretend-shopping at Fred Segal in Santa Monica today, we saw a Che Guevara cashmere sweater. Do you think that irony is intentional?
