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For those of us who remember biting into a warm doughnut, fresh from the stovetop, or for the younger generation who might be experiencing that decadent confectionary for the first time
Sarah Nicole Prickett has this to say about baking:
“ I now think of committed bakers as martyrs, spending hours as patient and measured as vengeance just to make something that melts on the tongue in a hot sec, and which, the faster you swallow it, the happier they seem. Certainly I had a little of my mother in me. Maybe I wanted a talent with which to impress the other sex. In any case, my best advice from lived experience is this: All time spent baking is better spent learning to give excellent blowjobs. Both practices are delicious, messy, endearing, and saleable to tourists, but the latter doubles as praxis, say, if you decide to become anarchically slutty, and plus, is lots more lucrative.”
This past Sunday, the LA Times ran an article which was essentially an inflammatory pummeling of the EDM scene. It painted a picture of “Ecstasy-fueled underground” raves, bumped up into the mainstream, leaving a trail of dead, drug-addled kids being picked up by the “…coroner’s wagon rolling…
I haven’t used this in ages, but if anything could smoke me out of my tree stump, it would be this.
“Done right, the weekend is a two-day-but-endless-feeling dreamy Theatre of the Absurd, and as such justifies itself as a sanctioned, pre-packaged Fun Time. Like, you can’t really argue with “weekend.”— Kate Carraway in her article ‘Girls and the Weekend’.
Well here I am, alive and kicking (and obviously not using eye cream to medicate summer’s events-that will be in another post).
For now, let’s try to focus on this horrid, horrid photo of me by the ‘CN Tower’. The CN Tower, if you aren’t familiar with it, it’s the tallest free-standing structure in the Western Hemisphere. Up until 2010, it was the tallest in the world! And truth be told, this isn’t the real one. This was taken in Niagara Falls. The real one is much much taller.
This is Tim by the actual CN Tower.
So why, do you ask am I talking about this building?
On October 20th, Tim, Uana, and I (aka Team Mothy) will be doing the Enbridge CN Tower Climb (the steps inside, not Spiderman-ing the exterior of it) to help raise money for United Way.
October 20th, which is a day right after the 19th. The 19th, which is Calvin Harris’ show in Montreal. Anjo (our purveyor of all things EDM), had this to say about Calvin Harris.
As Mike said, “If Anjo recommends it, you know it’s gonna be worth it.” Sadly, it is with a heavy heart that I will be missing Calvin’s show to do this climb. At this point, if that’s not sacrifice, I don’t know what is.
But enough overdramatization, let’s go back to the CN Tower Climb!
That’s 80 floors and a total of 1,776 steps! Our physical goal is to do it under 30 minutes. Our monetary goal is to raise a substantial amount of money to support United Way’s cause of providing a better life for people in the city who cannot do it on their own.
Over the past three years, Toronto has been the backdrop of our friendship. If it weren’t for this city, none of us would know each other or build the relationships that we currently have. (Uyyy cheezy!) Particularly after the summer that’s just been, I think it’s about time we give back to this city.
Meet Team Mothy! And yes, even if Ginj isn’t doing the climb with us, she is still part of Team Mothy.
So yes, here we go guys. The part you’ve been waiting for. I am pulling out all the stops and asking you to look into your hearts (and wallets) to donate to our cause. You can click here and donate to any or all of us!
When Enrique first told me he got tickets to Once, I was like “Uh oh, will I get it without having seen the movie?”
Everyone I knew (and their mother) had seen the movie. Was I a social outcast for not having seen it yet?
Suffice to say, I didn’t need to see the movie to appreciate the beauty of Once. If I wasn’t crying, Enrique was crying. And if Enrique wasn’t crying, the lady beside me was crying. Everyone in the audience was sniffling at one point or another. It was moving and beautiful and if you find yourself in New York any time soon, PLEASE GO SEE THIS SHOW.
Since we went to see the matinee, we were hungry horses afterwards. Enrique suggested a sushi place near the theatre where “Broadway actors usually go after the show.” I was skeptical at first, after all, it was Enrique! And to be honest, I was just happy there was gonna be food.
But as the Broadway gods would have it, lo and behold the guy seated beside us!!
Enrique told him “If there’s one show I would see this season, it would be Once.” We were seriously wishing Steve wouldn’t ask us how many shows we’d seen at that point (it was only at 2 then), and true enough he genuinely thanked us for taking our time to say hi. Enrique and I were on a high for the rest of the day.
So when Steve won the Tony for Best Leading Actor in a Musical last Sunday, I couldn’t help but smile! And then he gave the speech that would melt a million hearts, and I cried again. God this guy keeps making me cry!! Congratulations again, Steve. You truly, absolutely deserved it!
Since moving here, I’ve been to quite a few concerts. One of the perks of living here is that more artists include Toronto in their tours, so it’s much easier to catch your favourite act.
The harder part is finding people who like the same music as you. And even then, sometimes they’re just not concert-going folk. So I’m really glad I met the friends I have here who like concerts as much as me.
My first Toronto concert experience was with Cara and her sisters in August of 2009. This was the Jason Mraz concert at the Molson Amphitheatre.
I try to watch a concert in every city I go to, I think it makes the trip all the more memorable.
Kylie Minogue in New York
Phoenix in Montreal
Wye Oak, Tennis, The Naked & Famous, Foster the People, Smith Westerns, Two Door Cinema Club, Skrillex, Ok Go, Coldplay, Girl Talk, Grouplove, Phantogram, Super Mash Brothers, Mayer Hawthorne & the County, Local Natives (that’s when the photo was taken), Cee Lo, Lykke Li, Beirut, Pretty Lights, Imelda May, Noah & the Whale, City & Colour, The Cool Kids, Boy & Bear, Best Coast, Damian Marley & Nas, Modeskeletor, and Kid Cudi in Chicago for Lollapalooza
Alesso in DC for Dayglow (such a cop out for the artist photo, I obviously took that from the website. Totally my bad for not taking any photos!)
It may not seem like it in the photos, but the mainstay concert peeps are probably Tim and/or Mike.
We haven’t been as diligent this year with the concerts, but today we tried something different.
A THEREMIN and HYDRAULOPHONE concert!! SAN KA PA?!
In all seriousness though, Tim finally bought his Digital Dreams tickets. So I wasn’t kidding when I said we are gonna try something new. Yay!!
The first time I heard about Dayglow was through this article. If you read through it, you’ll realize that the author did not enjoy himself at all. He couldn’t have been more blatant about that. But if his intention was to turn people off by the idea of moshing into a paint-splattered crowd, well he obviously didn’t achieve that. At least not with me.
But then again, my idea of fun is very different.
As a child, my cousins and I weren’t allowed to play outside, get dirty, or roll around. On the contrary, our idea of fun was taking showers in the palanggana that was used to wash our clothes.
So I guess it was only natural for me to go in the other direction when I grew up (AKA get super messy).
In 2005, I joined my first Carrera Loyola. It’s our school’s version of the Amazing Race. You run around school (and somewhere in Marikina) completing a set of challenges and in the process, you get really dirty.
That’s me in my WHITE swimsuit crawling under a net through the mud to complete a challenge.
Everyone is going to Boracay, or is in Boracay, or just came from there. Despite all the bad press about E.coli, excessive algae, and over commercialization, Boracay will still hold memories near and dear to my heart (#baduy).
There’s nothing more refreshing than standing on the shore (uy Empire of the Sun reference) and feeling the water come in.
The next few weeks are gonna be pretty exciting, and I couldn’t be happier. Winter puts me in a rut like nothing else. I’m always homesick or sad, or some combination of both. I really belong in a tropical climate if you ask me. Vitamin D, man! Nothing beats it. So this (oddly) warm spring came just in time.
The Temper Trap tomorrow with new concert-going friends, Jo and Uana and the veterans Mike and Tim.
Montreal on Saturday (obvious ba na I’m excited for Schwartz and Juliette et Chocolat?) I’m such a tourist. I’ve been dying to try out Au Pied de Cochon, but I’ll save that for a time when I’m raking in more $$$/have a boyfriend who has $$$/living in Montreal/have a special occasion to celebrate. We’ll see.
Also, my favourite person lives there. Hi!
One of the highlights of the trip, going to Walmart! I really wasn’t kidding when I said Walmart brings me joy like no other place! Maybe only rivalled by Ikea.
Sebastian Ingrosso! Need I say more?
Alesso again! But I really want to experience Dayglow. I’ve never been to Sinulog, so I can only imagine it would be like this. Kind of. The truth? I just want to party and wear a white t-shirt and get messy.
And of course there’s the company.
My sister from another mother, Justine.
(Has it almost been a year since iyakan fest your graduation?)
And her wonderful boyfriend, Andre (seen here drinking gingerale during the champagne reception since he was the designated driver).
I can’t begin to explain how much I loved themed birthdays parties. I wanted a Party Monster themed birthday, but my friends would probably hate me forever. Thank God for Robyn.
As Ditse put it, Robyn’s house is an exact translation of what goes on in her head. Of course her party wouldn’t be far from that either. Here is the event photo to begin with.
If the image of Jesus riding a dragon looks familiar, you probably spend too much time at Urban Outfitters.
A few days before her party, she posted this teaser.
So yes Cara, that tuft of hair you saw was My Little Pony’s.
Guests were strictly instructed to incorporate these themes into their attire. I’m always up for a good theme challenge, especially when I tell myself not to spend. So obviously, these shirts were out of the question. But I still wore a UNIF shirt.
My accessories included a plastic unicorn found on the street (sketch?) tied onto a red piece of string, an Ouija board keychain, a little locket ala Kathryn Merteuil (SMG in Cruel Intentions hellerrr), and a replica of a Spanish coin that was found in some sunken ship ten million years ago.
And now to the funner part of this post, the party photos!
Of course, a message board for Whitney was in order.
Who hasn’t wanted to wipe themselves with a hundred dollar bill?
Choose your appetizer table: chocolates, chips, guac, salsa, gummy bears, or condoms? Whitney in full force!!
Fuzzy Jesus, David Bowie, George Michael, Grace Jones, and of course Madonna
Dan wearing..Robyn’s shoes
I miss these ladies.
Robyn works at a needle exchange. In Parkdale. So of course she had all bases covered.
I don’t know if Dan is wearing his sparkly panties, or Robyn’s.
Robyn’s tube top being worn as a miniskirt, by a man.
And the birthday lady herself, albeit blurry. But really, so was the rest of the night.