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How Sassy Changed My Life

Posted by Miss Ess, March 19, 2008 04:43pm | Post a Comment
Growing up, my best friend and I were obsessed with reading.  We would spend time together whilingsassy johnny depp jane pratt away the summer in the hammock in her yard, voraciously reading through any books that came our way.  My best friend's sister was 5 years older than us.  Although she was basically nerdy too, she was, by age association alone, more advanced and thus cooler than us.  It was through her that I discovered Sassy Magazine at the age of 11.

When I think about the major influences on my life, the bits that I've clung to and that have truly created and informed who I am today, the first thing I think of is The Beatles and the second is SassySassy was utterly unique-- a teen girl's magazine that addressed feminism, individuality and intelligence.  Sassy gave voice to ideas I was too young to communicate and also acquainted me with relevant topics I had never read about before.  It bolstered my already- formed beliefs in honesty and creativity, and it gave me a sense of self-esteem in those dreaded mjane pratt drew barrymore sassy magazineiddle school years.  It showed me there was a world outside of my preppy high school-- a world where there was more going on than wearing Gap Jeans and driving a Mercedes.

It was written by a small group of young women (and a few men) in their early and mid 20s who had clearly made it out of adolescence and had, in my eyes, made something of themselves.  They embraced the high and the low culturally and taught me to look with an even keener critical eye at popular culture.  They seemed to have complete freedom in their lives and spent their days, as I imagined it, meeting stars and adequately tearing them down or flirting with them, listening to music, gossiping amongst themselves and of course, writing.

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March 18, 2008

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Swallows Return

Posted by Mr. Chadwick, March 19, 2008 01:00am | Post a Comment
Today, the Cliff Swallows are expected to return to California's oldest building, the San Juan Capistrano Mission.  In their honor, I've put together a gallery of bird labels...




























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out today 3/18...she & him...the teenagers...

Posted by Brad Schelden, March 18, 2008 10:33pm | Post a Comment

This is one of those weeks that I look forward to. There are tons of great albums out today. Not everybody is going to like all these albums, but there are seriously tons of records out today that make me happy. It makes me happy to still work in a record store. It reminds me of those days before I worked in a record store when I would go out searching for those new albums. It is much easier to find out about albums these days. It was all about the magazines back then and also just trusting your local record store to promote the good albums. It was also all about getting and giving recommendations to all your friends. That is sort of what I think I'm doing with my blog. I just get so excited sometimes to talk about all the things that I love and make me happy. Back when I was just a slightly obsessive record shopper, it seems like there would be nothing out for weeks and then all of a sudden there would be like 10 albums out on one day and I would need to buy them all. Today is one of those days.

This album has totally grown on me in the last couple of days -- I really didn't think that I was going to like it, but I am just suddenly in love with it. I can't control it. The album is called Volume One by the new band She & Him. Also known as Zooey Deschanel and M. Ward. I am a sort of big fan of her work with her other career as an actress, but I had no idea how addictive this album would be. It sort of sounds like a mix of some Neko Case and Loretta Lynn with M. Ward playing along. I am also a big fan of the biopic docudrama, music biography type of movie, and two of the movies I am looking forward to are the Janis Joplin story and the Dusty Springfield story. I was also excited about the Etta James movie but I am not really sure how I feel about Beyonce playing Etta. But Kristin Chenoweth as Dusty is perfect, and Zooey as Janis is also perfect.

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(In which we see the end of our Las Vegas trip.)

Posted by Job O Brother, March 18, 2008 11:59am | Post a Comment

This is how we.......... yaaawn.... sssstretch.... roll.

It was our final day in Las Vegas, and Corey and I were determined to sleep through as much of it as possible. Corey is more gifted in late mornings than I, so he was impressed and pleased when my peepers didn’t pop until after eleven o’clock, ante meridiem.

We ordered room service. I had the same, slimy oatmeal mentioned previously in my blog, but this time I had it in the luxury of our suite, so okay! Everything tastes better when you have live footage of a shark tank playing on wide-screen TV.


"I'm only working The Strip to put myself through college."

Our only real schedule obligation was to vacate the room long enough for the maids to magically transform it to its virginal state. While we wandered into the lobby, wondering where we’d walk, we fortunately stumbled into a serious conversation about some dynamics in our relationship. So we sat down at a patio table outside and proceeded to communicate, sincerely.

Not only did this help illuminate certain things for each other, but it totally kept us occupied long enough for housekeeping to complete, so, once we were satisfied we understood each other, we returned to the room to continue doing as little as possible. It was a success.

That night was The Advocate’s party at Ivan Kane's Forty Deuce, Mandalay Bay’s burlesque club, which, every Monday night (as it was) hosts “Stormy Mondays” – a male burlesque show.

As Corey was one of the hosts, we were on hand ahead of time to panic and prepare, which we did, more or less in that order. I observed the go-go boys practice their routines - so bored looking, so distracted without the throngs of gay dudes and fag-hags clamoring to pad their g-strings with greenbacks. It was a very heterosexual moment for me. I started drinking scotch.

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