More fun with Siri. Haha
(screenshot from my phone)

“Hey Boy” by The Blow
Hey Boy
Why you didn’t call me?
I waited for days
I can’t believe you didn’t call
Hey Boy
Why you didn’t call me?
I waited for days
I can’t believe you didn’t call
A. You’re gay
B. You’ve got a girlfriend
C. You kinda thought I came on too strong or
D. I just wasn’t your thing
no ring
Hey Boy
Why you didn’t call me?
I waited for days
I can’t believe you didn’t call
When we sat outside for an hour at the party and talked
I thought something good could be starting
It’s not a lot that I want
just some talking
and really, you just injured my pride
Hey Boy
Why you didn’t call me?
I waited for days
I can’t believe you didn’t call
Susan said that maybe you’re scared
Shelly says there always is a reason
and Chris said you’re probably surrounded by girls and I’m just not one of them you’re needing
They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town,
With political connections to spread his wealth around.
Born into society, a banker’s only child,
He had everything a man could want: power, grace, and style.
But I work in his factory
And I curse the life I’m living
And I curse my poverty
And I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be
Richard Cory.
The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes:
Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show.
And the rumor of his parties and the orgies on his yacht!
Oh, he surely must be happy with everything he’s got.
But I work in his factory
And I curse the life I’m living
And I curse my poverty
And I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be
Richard Cory.
He freely gave to charity, he had the common touch,
And they were grateful for his patronage and thanked him very much,
So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read:
“Richard Cory went home last night and put a bullet through his head.”
But I work in his factory
And I curse the life I’m living
And I curse my poverty
And I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be
Richard Cory.
(“Richard Cory” by Simon & Garfunkel)
“The time has come,” the Walrus said,
“To talk of many things:
Of shoes–and ships–and sealing-wax–
Of cabbages–and kings–
And why the sea is boiling hot–
And whether pigs have wings.”
~from “Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There” by Lewis Carroll
Best Tevis quote last night!! (kids are soooo cute!)

the best advice I heard on the ice today. Some guy told his friend that to skate she had to glide and “move your feet like a penguin”. hahaha.
noun. gossip; rumor
_Typed in “scuttlebutt” and this is the image that came up
(definition from dictionary.com)
I’ve seen this word 3 times today. I love it! It’s fantastical!
girl: (said REALLY loud) Are there a bunch of midgets saving these seats or something???
boys: uh..no
girl: (pauses)…ohhhh…these are booster seats for little kids. Whatever, we’re sitting here.
girl’s friend: Did you seriously just ask if there were midgets sitting here?
(thinking to myself) doh!…good job girl…a smart one you are
It was a beautiful sunny day today. Awesome start to Memorial Day weekend and I definitely took advantage of it by spending it outside.
After the gym this morning I headed up a few blocks to the Shake Shack in the Upper West Side (above). Yea I know…gym plus shackburger doesn’t quite add up to healthy, but it sounded sooo good..haha.
Took my shake shack to go and walked towards one of my favorite museums–The Museum of Natural History (above)–across from Central Park.
Lunch on the steps of the Museum and people watching (above). Yay for Rainbow sandals weather!
Central Park rowboat riders (above) enjoying the day and listening to a performer who’s on the grass behind me.
Lots of people out in Sheep Meadow (above) in Central Park. Awesome.
The spot I picked to settled down in (above). Lied down on the grass to get some studying done and work on the tan.
My view of the sky…
My favorite dog to watch at the park today. Finished the day off with some Pinkberry. What a relaxing day…
(images by: vivien chin)
how tranquil…
equanimity – noun
Evenness of mind; calmness; composure; as, “to bear misfortunes with equanimity.”
(source: Dictionary.com)
(images by: vivien chin)
(a pic also in honor of fleet week this Memorial Day Weekend…)
buss – noun, verb
a kiss; a playful kiss; a smack
(source: Dictionary.com)
Watch out cola addicts…Caught a headline on today one of those Metro papers they pass out every morning on your way to the subway and it said that cola could cause paralysis. So I skimmed the article in a paper that someone had just left on the seat next to me. Continually consuming large amounts of cola greatly lowers potassium, calcium, and mineral levels and can cause rapid demineralization of of teeth and bones, with leads to rapid drops in potassium, muscle mass loss, and then muscles weakening to the point of paralysis.
Sounds all pretty scary considering how much soda people consume all the time. I think you have to drink more than 3 liters or so of cola a day for it to be a problem. (Some of the studies tested people for 2-9 liters of cola consumption). I can’t fathom drinking that much soda, but then again there was a woman on tv who drank on average 70 cafe lattes a week so I suppose anythings possible. So not to fear for all of us just occasional cola drinkers. Having some cola with a well balanced diet is just fine. I suppose it’s just like anything else, if you have waaaaay too much of one thing it’s bound to cause your body harm.
synecdoche – noun (si-nek-duh-kee)
A figure of speech in which a part is used for the whole (as hand for sailor), the whole for a part (as the law for police officer), the specific for the general (as cutthroat for assassin), the general for the specific (as thief for pickpocket), or the material for the thing made from it (as steel for sword).
Also the title of a really great movie and fun word to say!….
Source:
The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th Ed.
Copyright © 2009 by Houghton Mifflin Company.
Published by Houghton Mifflin Company. All rights reserved.
It’s 55 degrees, midday, in the middle of May in New York?? There is definitely something wrong with that picture. I’m ready for this rainy, colder, Fall-like weather to end and Summer weather (minus the humidity) to come. Sunny lunches in the park sound wonderful to me. Sun, it’s time to come out so I can enjoy wearing skirts, dresses, tanks, and shorts and put away the warm jacket.
Olafur Eliasson’s “The Weather Project” installation at Tate Modern (seen above)
coruscate – verb.
(1) To give off or reflect bright beams or flashes of light; to sparkle.
(2) To exhibit brilliant, sparkling technique or style.
Fun definition!
(from dictionary.com)
(image from mif86.com)