May242012
Giddy schoolgirl-rocking admittance here: I’ve been an insane Depeche Mode fan since I was a kid in ‘84 and would sneak listens of their albums on my brother’s walkman. Cue nearly 30 years later, and I’m still a big fan—-their songwriter Martin Gore’s collaboration with Motor is hypnotic!
**Pointless humblebrag: I was lucky enough to meet Martin Gore several times in my life, the first time being when I played a piano accompaniment for him while he sang for my buds and me at The Four Seasons’ bar in Philadelphia((fave post-concert memory *ever*!)). And as many a fellow Mode fan will agree, he’s among the most genuinely nice and likable dudes in the wide world of international music stars.**
1PM
Last day of school, and the last day of work for my awesome, fantabulous classroom assistants!
What a brilliant journey these past 10 months have been—-I owe it all to this team of beyond bitchin’ folks. They truly helped me survive the most intensive/rewarding experience in my professional life yet.
May222012
So here’s the infamous “boob vase” by Jonathan Adler that sparked the previous conversation. What does one even *do* with a boob vase? I kinda dig the boob vase in that “swingin’ 1960’s-70’s vintage bachelor pad” sorta sense—-you just know Hugh Hefner probably had one of these back in the day. Austin Powers would’ve flipped over this, baby. And talk about a conversation piece!
Al and I then debated over the idea that it would be unfair for us to own a boob vase without an accompanying peen vase. Because obviously our late night conversations are very deep like that.
May212012
