I just love this. Actually, I love everything Le Blogtheque puts together. At some point during my stay in Paris, I really hope to stumble across one of their “A Emporter” shows.  But, the main thing is that Aloe Blacc just blows me away and I’ve been listening to his album “Good Things” nonstop. Enjoy.


I love the show Mad Men, and of course every time I hear the opening of the theme song I get a Pavlovian response of anticipation for what’s to come. This Sunday is the season finale of season 4, and I’m sad that it’s almost over! But this cute vid will have to do for now.

Two little ditties for today

And love this song.  The video starts off a touch odd to me, but by the end I just want to explode out of wrapping paper in a weird costume too. Oh, and I wouldn’t mind working at Surface to Air either.

I graduated from university a couple of years ago, and though I skipped quite a few classes and was a master procrastinator, I still consider myself a bit of a nerd.  Mainly in the sense that I love reading and learning the how’s and why’s of the world, and if it’s in a rather interesting and accessible package, it’s like I’ve hit the jackpot.  That’s why I’m incredibly in love with Radiolab.  You can download (for free!) from the site or get the podcasts from iTunes.  There’s short ones and long ones, all well produced and thought-provoking.  Often, they take a theme and investigate and explain diverse and interesting ideas related to that theme in a way that feels like you’re just having a natural and intelligent conversation with a friend. Albeit, another nerdy friend.

Dear sweet little Montlouis-sur-Loire,

For the past two months you gave me a taste of what small town French life is like in the amateur DSLR wielding photographer’s dreamland of the Loire valley.

So much that was new to me: huge swaths of caravans of the Roma that Prez Sarkozy hadn’t yet kicked out of France, the fact that everybody knows all of the classic French chansons and will sway back a forth singing them with even the slightest prompt, the strange looks I would get when I mentioned I liked yoga, and a rather twisted conception of diet food to help you maintain your figure (yes, I know that there are overcooked vegetables under all that cream and cheese, and that super chocolatey cereal says “Fitness” on the box, still doesn’t mean it’s good for the “regime”).

It is just a little too quiet.  That’s the main reason why I need to leave.  It was a good thing at first. Just settling in and not having too much being thrown at me while trying to navigate the language and a new country. But, it is time to move on to something bigger and crazier.

Tomorrow: Paris

(Though I will miss my little baby boo)

Babies. Hoo boy.  I love them, and I think they love me back.  But, I’m not wholly sure I’ll have any, barring any unforeseen mishaps.  I keep flipping back and forth between having four kids, and with just being a super awesome aunt.  I haven’t quite figured out why I feel this way.  Perhaps it’s my relatively young age and the fact that I’m enjoying being selfish right now (traveling, being broke, without any responsibilities other than for myself).

I found this link to Phillip Toledano’s photos and comments on the arrival of his daughter, Loulou.  Fantastic.  I love the photos themselves, but even more than that I love his honest and endearing comments.

I saw this piece by Javier Arce, “Guernica” a few months ago at the Slovenian Museum of Modern Art in Ljubljana.  It’s an absolutely huge piece of unrippable paper with Picasso’s “Guernica” on it.  Up close, the printing reminds me of early 90’s computer printers – all pixelly and composed of little symbols – but is actually felt-tip marker.  Mr. Arce has other pieces in this series called Estrujados.