more birthday pics
and the many, many lap dances...

my problem is my inability to be independent of people who are utterly undependable.

playboy bunny

"make them look like deer."

top sign i don't love christmas - i had to hold myself back from saying: "there's not even any evidence jesus christ was born today!"

instead of christmas cheer, i've been catching up on months of lucky magazine, drinking ghiradelli mocha-hot chocolate, and listening to kazuo ishiguro's never let me go on CD. also been catching up on my project runway - i love daniel v. (be still my hipster heart) and tim gunn, of course.

i got some great gifts this year, including a featherbed and cashmere hoodie from mom, the marc jacobs perfume set and a single-serving coffee pot from italy from laurie, a soft non-snap bathrobe from my aunt, and a really nice tan-colored portfolio for my clips from steve.

we had our mwdc christmas party on wednesday at mr. smith's, which was pretty swanky. it used to be this bar called heaven and hell or something, and upstairs it was all white (heaven) and downstairs it was all red (hell). it's pretty yuppie, but on wednesdays, it's $5 all martinis, so i had something called a "christmas joy" - kahlua, amaretto, and egg nog, with a cinammon rim. there was another party there too, and part of the promotion involved two topless women wearing white antlers with silver body paint in a design on their chests and serving cardboard-tasting cookies. i tried to take one furthest from the nipples.

i only took a few pics at my birthday. i know more are floating out there somewhere, but i probably won't see them for six more months.

BAH HUMBUG
i'm a scrooge every year - big shocker, i know. i've been in a pissy mood all damn weekend. last night eug's birthday was so sf azn5000 - gross. total azn meat market. i need to go be with white people to balance. to fillmore it is!

cutest little bunny

my gift to you this season: ricky gervais podcast (number one on iTunes podcasts)

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new caption contest


whiteface?

"riding with my bitch in my escalade - whaaaat."

there are some interesting race/gender things happening here, especially with that little black girl wearing chinese pajamas. i'll let you come to your own conclusions. or maybe i'll have a caption contest for this - post in comments!

*from the ny times children's gift ideas

new article in this week's asianweek

also, i totally saw lyrics b0rn last night at the MF D00M show! in the stairway! and he checked margot out! there were like five guys for every one girl at that show. and all those five guys were white. i love the SF underground hip hop scene.


"first rule of margot - you do not touch margot."

spike jonze, i love you.

laurie: "well, the thing is that i think we'll need more than one person to play the music for our wedding."
dad: (snickers)
me: "what's so funny?"
dad: "well, i can play the harmonica."

birthday info:

Lisa's Macabirthday

Medjool
2522 Mission Street at 21st Street
San Francisco
Saturday, December 17, 10:00pm

feel free to bring yer friends!

guess who has a new razr!...also, saw "rent" last night. steve fell asleep and i was ready to leave after an hour. bo-ring.

slate's photo essay on inner-city youth in london - well worth checking out

the woody breakdown

Four masterpieces, six near-great films, 11 flat-out good films, eight flawed but worthy films and six contemptible bombs:

For the sake of this discussion, I'm defining masterpiece as a movie that either could not be better or has no need to be better. That is not merely satisfying but somehow transcends its surface meaning and lingers in a way that suggests a deeper wisdom and significance. Into that category, I'd put "Annie Hall," "Manhattan," "Hannah and Her Sisters" and "Crimes and Misdemeanors."

I'm defining near-great as a movie that's completely successful and satisfying but lacks that elusive extra something that makes for a masterpiece. Into this category I'm placing "Play It Again, Sam" (which he wrote but didn't direct), "Zelig," "The Purple Rose of Cairo," "Radio Days," "Bullets Over Broadway" and "Match Point," his latest, which is being released in January. Even then, aside from "Bullets Over Broadway" and "Match Point," I'm not completely sure these titles belong here. They may be masterpieces that haven't completely ripened over time.

I'm defining flat-out good those films that are undeniably enjoyable and successful. Into this category I'm placing "Take the Money and Run," "Sleeper," "Love and Death," "Interiors," "Stardust Memories," "Broadway Danny Rose," "September," "Another Woman," "Manhattan Murder Mystery," "Mighty Aphrodite" and "Deconstructing Harry." Again, I'm trying to grade a little tough, in that I'm not all that sure that "Love and Death" and "Broadway Danny Rose" don't belong in the near-great category.

Flawed but worthy movies are ones that don't quite work and yet they're either amusing or intelligent enough to be satisfying. Into this category, I'd put "Bananas," "Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Sex ... ," "A Midsummer Night's Sex Comedy," "Husbands and Wives," "Sweet and Lowdown," "Small-Time Crooks," "Hollywood Ending" and "Melinda and Melinda."

Finally, bombs need no definition. Allen's bombs, by my account, are "Alice," "Shadows and Fog," "Everyone Says I Love You," "Celebrity," "Curse of the Jade Scorpion" and "Anything Else." Give the man credit. He has a range. His bad movies are as awful as any ever made.

note: i don't agree with all of this - i think "deconstructing harry," "love and death," "everything you ever wanted to know about sex," and some others deserve to be bumped up a category or two.