Archive for April, 2006

Check Me Out
Monday, April 24th, 2006

This week I’ll be writing for The Huffington Post (one of those mystical blogs that actually makes money) covering (and I use the term loosely) the Tribeca Film Festival. Come check out my attempts to fake my way through celebrity interviews and claw out a space in the legitimate media.
UPDATE:
Here’s my most recent [...]

Cook
Tuesday, April 18th, 2006

I like to cook. I’m happy to admit it. In law school I would pass the time in Fed Courts or Trusts & Estates looking up articles in “Food & Wine” and “Cooking Light,” in between reading juicy personal emails over other peoples’ shoulders or watching the online Paris Hilton sex video. Since moving to [...]

Damage
Monday, April 17th, 2006

The internet serves the unique purpose of providing everyone who has access to a computer with a voice, creating channels of communication that we couldn’t even have imagined twenty years ago. It’s incredible. We can speak to each other through cyberspace with a freedom that’s never been achieved in verbal discussion. The only problem is [...]

Sweet Stuff
Wednesday, April 12th, 2006

I have a massive sweet tooth. It’s kind of ridiculous. Pastries, cakes, ice cream, pudding – infuse just about anything with chocolate and I’ll buy it in bulk. Some of my findest childhood memories involve Sunday mornings leaning on the kitchen counter with my mom, cramming our faces with German Chocolate cake, all while my [...]

Blog Neglect
Monday, April 10th, 2006

Guilty as charged. A crazy schedule this week combined with a few technical difficulties (I still haven’t learned how to back up blog posts; no one to blame but myself I suppose) have clogged things up in my cyber schedule. New posts will be forthcoming.

Checking Out
Wednesday, April 5th, 2006

Women check out other women. It’s one of the universal rules of femaledom, habitual in frequency, inherent in daily interaction, intrinsic to our Darwinian struggle to eliminate competition and nab all the hunter gatherers we can. Call it shallowness, vanity, instinct, or a product of our “beauty is God” culture, but it’s the truth. Every [...]