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So three people have asked me now what happened to this blog, and the truth is that I got busy and started to feel like my life in NY is not particularly exciting. Also I got backlogged with some photos and never got around to it. Without further ado, here are pics from my trips to Maine over the summer.That one's MINE!

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It has been forever since I've taken to updating this blog, which I promise to do soon with some photos of my recent trip to Brooksville, Maine for the fourth of July.In the meantime, I've done some really fabulous things culturally, which I wanted to share. In March (I think), I had the opportunity to see In the Heights with Ellie and her parents, which was fabulous. We had no idea what to

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So Saturday night in New Orleans, after a day of drinking in the French Quarter, we headed back to Dan's house for a little house warming party. Yogi and Dan bought the house a year before and had done a ton of renovation, and had done a really nice job making the house look beautiful again.Thus, there was plenty of pre-made booze.Catherine and Lionel.Lionel, put to work on the stove, with a guy

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Well the good news is, I am back. My precious laptop of 3.5 years died in mid-April, thus the delay in posting anything for a while. Thankfully, I have a brand new macbook to enjoy, meaning that blogging can resume. I'll pause while the entire online world takes a moment and catches its collective breath.All right.So the second weekend in April I took a fabulous weekend away and visited New

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I have weekends from April to update, and it's mid-May. Craziness!I just learned two awesome writers from ad school, Dan and Cindy, both have blogs reporting on their ad lives abroad (in Hamburg and Dubai respectively). So I'm adding them to the list on the left. Yay!April Weekend #2 to come soon ... stay tuned.

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The weekend after I got back from SF was filled with a lot of fun. I was taken to dinner at an upscale vegetarian restaurant on the Upper East Side, Candle Café, which turned out to be much better than I had expected (being such a diehard meat eater), followed by going to Sasha & Digweed at Webster Hall. The real excitement, though was the next day, when Yuka arrived in town from Boston where she

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Back at the end of March, I took a much-needed trip home to California. My mom picked me up at the airport and we enjoyed our nice Mexican lunch at a nearby restaurant where you can see the planes landing. I pretty much waxed poetic about the aroma and freshness of the air for the next five days. We headed back to Mill Valley where I ran some errands and marvelled at the lack of people,

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Yes, people, it's been far too long. I have much to post about –- trips to San Francisco and New Orleans, visits from Yuka, birthday get-togethers and house parties -- but I am going to try to do it in chronological order to give myself just a wee bit of sanity. So let's get cracking.Back in late February? March? We ventured to Long Island City for a drum & bass party at a cool venue called The

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I finally, finally put together a website of my advertising work. Hurray! So go check it out at The Jenne Raub. Yes, The Jenne Raub.In other news, not a ton has been amiss as I spent a few Saturdays up at Hunter Mountain getting in some skiing (thus preventing me from getting up to much on Friday and Saturday nights), then a Friday in New Jersey eating at Houlihan's and shopping at outlets on

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Here are three little videos I shot when I was at the Espy on New Year's Day.This is quite possibly Logistics, but I'm not sure.This is Logistics or Commix, with a shot of my friend Nick's face at the very end.This is Noisia, with one of their fantastic breakdowns at the end.

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It took me so long to get those Australian photos up that I barely had a chance to write about the epic month that was January, which was somewhat of a rollercoaster of fun, fun, and then more fun.I arrived back in New York on January 4th and promptly fell asleep. The next night I met up with Jes, Gabriela and Rachel and went to see Goldie at Sullivan Room, which was awesome, but photoless, since

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Hooray, we are at the last and final post of Australia, meaning I can get on with my (blog) life and bring us into the new year.I was met at the airport by Nick, a good friend of my friend Yogi's, and he took me into Melbourne, where we discovered the hostel reservation I'd made had never been recognised. So I took a nap at his parents' house for a bit, then we headed to the Espy Lounge for Eat

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Trying to get these pictures up finally, so I'm going to breeze through the descriptions and just post away. The day after hurting my foot, I met the family for lunch at a swank portside restaurant. Met? I should say hobbled towards them and tried explain my new injury.After a fancy lunch, I hobbled back towards my sister's apartment in Potts Point for an afternoon of ice packs.Then I hobbled

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So, after we returned to Sydney, the next day we were up bright and early and set off for the zoo.Since returning from Australia, I've waxed poetic on several occasions to most of my girlfriends about the abundance of extremely good-looking men in that part of the world. Thus, the close-up.To get to the zoo, you have to take a ferry, then a gondola to the top.Give wombats a brake? Give Jenne a

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Posting these photos has turned out to be a rather slow, arduous task but thankfully today I have a day off work (thanks, MLK, Jr.!) and a bit of energy for slogging through some more.So, after our day driving around Hunter Valley, we spent another day at the beach in Terrigal and then piled into the rental car and returned to Sydney that evening. We ventured into Newtown for a bite to eat at

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It's 10:30 pm and I haven't yet run out of steam to continue on with this grand posting of my trip. All rightie, where were we? Oh yes, day two.Let's see ... well, if I was with my family, we must have woken up somewhere near the crack of dawn. This would have been to "get a move on", which we did, in a rental car, in the direction of Terrigal. Some little town we drove through.There were two

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As usual, it's taken me far too long to even begin posting about my recent journey down under over the Christmas holiday. In part because it's taken me far too long to deal with the gazillion photos I thought it necessary to shoot. All in all, it was a fantastic vacation and I was sad to come home. But let's get down to what everyone cares about -- the photos, avec recap.I arrived Christmas

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Before I leave for the airport for my Australian Christmas getaway, I thought I'd get these extremely exciting photos up on here before I left. Please don't judge the fun of my life on these photos ... things have been busy as usual, but I've been leaving my camera at home a lot lately.The most important (and photo-worthy) events recently have been my birthday and Thanksgiving, which this year

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Yes, yes, yes, I have been meaning to update this blog since, well, the end of October. Thus the following are all the lovely photographs I snapped in early/mid October and have finally gotten off my camera and uploaded onto the web. A lot has been amiss, mainly starting my new job in October, which meant climbing off the party train rather abruptly and getting focused on being a working woman

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Every Sunday in Buenos Aires, there's a street market in the San Telmo barrio.

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I'm slowly getting some film developed. Not entirely pleased with my photography efforts but I suppose with any artistic undertaking there's always tremendous room to keep learning. Anyway here are some pictures from the Cemetary.

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So after getting back from Argentina and being out of a job the next day, I used the following days to exploit my newfound freedom with getting out a bit. Thursday, I went with Jenna to a bar near work and realised it was the first time since beginning my job in January that I'd ever made it to happy hour in a room full of midtown suits. Which was a pleasant surprise. After, I headed down to Anne

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On our second-to-last day on vacation, we headed down to the port and took a speedy ferry across the water to Uruguay so we could visit the tiny town of Colonia del Sacramento. I'd read on this UNESCO World Heritage site and was dying to see the Portugeuse town, especially because it sounded very photo-worthy. Also, I thought stepping foot in Uruguay would be somewhat cool, too.The ferry.The

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As mentioned in the previous post, after our wild night out at the tango show (and afterwards), our fifth day was spent mostly recovering. By Friday we were back to our lively selves again. During the day we took a walk from the center through San Telmo and into La Boca, the rough barrio near the water. We visited the famous painted Caminito (which I photographed using my manual camera, so photos

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On our fourth day, we woke up, had our mandatory medialunas (con queso y jamon) and coffees, and set off on foot for the Cemetario Recoleta.Statue along the way.Weird nightclub/restaurant across from the cemetary made to look like something straight out of Indiana Jones.As usual, we were starving after the two hour hike across town, so before exploring the cemetary, we stopped for a bite to eat

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On our third day (second morning) in Buenos Aires, we woke up, enjoyed our morning coffees and medialunas (probably the best croissants in the world), and set off for the city centre.The Catedral on the right, with probably the strangest church façade I've ever seen -- it looks like the front of a classical Greek government building.The Casa RosadaRight next to this building a large protest was

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If you don't know where to start, start at the beginning, verdad? Last Saturday, I met my travelling companions Sarah and Cristina at JFK to embark on our 10 day vacation in Buenos Aires. We flew down on TAM, which was painfully delayed, but since no one else waiting to board the flight exhibited one bit of impatience, we decided to go with the Brazilian flow and exhibit a little patience our

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One of my many tasks for the weekend is to begin updating my few hundred photos taken over the last 10 days during my trip to Buenos Aires. In the meantime -- only because its meaning has become slightly more pertinent in the past couple days -- here are some thoughts had while walking around the Recoleta Cemetary on Saturday in Buenos Aires shooting a few rolls of film with my fabulous little

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Before I embark on my ten-day va-cay this afternoon, I thought I'd upload my recent photos (recent meaning from a month ago) with a brief synposis of what's been happening in the land of La Jenne. A few weeks ago, darling Annie came up from D.C. for a night out with the girls. Stefenie and her boyfriend came in from Parsippany, Dayna and her boyfriend made an appearance, and we all enjoyed some

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Early last Friday morning, I boarded a bus bound for Bourne, Massachusetts and made my way towards Cape Cod for my high school friend Eileen's wedding. I was met at the bus station by her sister, Julie, and along with Julie's friend Amy, we drove to the Seacrest Resort, where the majority of wedding guests were staying. After helping unpack the car, I quickly changed into my bathing suit and made

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I've been in a reflective mood over the past few weeks, spurred by events both personal and professional. One little thing after another -- and suddenly I'm left feeling off-center, like I've lost some connection to my core self. It's good though to be shaken, sort of like going through an internal dialectic struggle, in which new things and experiences crop up, distracting us from our planned

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During the month of June, a billboard I worked on went up in Times Square. A week before it came down, two of my friends from ad school joined me in celebrating my first outdoor advertisement with a small bottle of Moet before we went down to Wall Street to drink amongst traders (obnoxious, but I enjoy getting a free drink). Oh look, I fell out of the ad!Anne and Anna, posing on top of a subway

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A few weeks ago, my sister and I headed down to southern New Jersey, just outside of Philadelphia, for our cousins' high school graduation party. Our Mom had flown in a few days before and every family member other than our dad managed to make an appearance at the fête. To get there we had to navigate the New Jersey Transit Line, which we took to lovely Trenton. We then waited to catch a train in

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This is one of the funniest (and true) things I've read in a long time (even if I've read it three years after it was first published). While you're over at Blagg Blogg, check out some of his other writing pieces, like his rants pretentious deejays and American Apparel.

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I went down to my aunt and uncle's house in southern New Jersey -- just outside Philadelphia -- this last weekend for a big family party. A calligraphic version of this hangs on their bathroom wall, which I read while washing my hands, committed the name of it to memory, and looked it up when I returned so that I could post it here.Desiderata Go placidly amid the noise and haste,and remember what

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After many, many months in New York, last weekend I finally had the opportunity to leave this fair city and see some other sights. (Unless you count venturing into Brooklyn, Queens and Connecticut a couple of times -- every time I cross a bridge I get this giddy sense that I'm really going someplace new and different, and then feel this sense of relief when I land back on Manhattan soil.)

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This is how it will feel.

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Before this weekend kicks off, I thought I'd take a moment to collect my thoughts about the tremendous fun I've been having over the past two weekends. Mostly because two of my all-time favourite people passed through New York, the first being Gina with her lovely French husband, David, and David's sister and husband. I met them for a drink near their hotel on a Thursday night, then Friday we met

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Every morning I walk up 3rd Avenue to go to work. Most of the walk uptown consists of trying to jaywalk across as many streets as possible, narrowly avoiding collisions and aggressive drivers with New Jersey license plates. The further uptown I get, the streets get crowded with far too many people who haven't mastered the skill of walking -- how hard is it to walk in a straight line when on a

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Last Monday, my parents arrived in town for a few days. We met for dinner at Penelope, where I learned that my sister will indeed be moving to Australia in August and that we'll (hopefully) be spending Christmas with her down under in Sydney. Meaning that I get to visit two countries that begin with the letter 'A' in one single year! I couldn't be more excited for my sister to have the

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I haven't been up to much over the last few weeks, other than working all the time and attending what seems like an endless stream of birthday parties. Let's start at the beginning.Sarah had a really nice birthday dinner at Stanton Social in the East Village. In addition to the food being simply scrumptious, we realised as we were getting up from our table that none other than Mr. Austin Powers

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I woke up this morning and stepped out onto my street where all the trees had magically blossomed overnight into beautiful white flowers. And so I was inspired to (internally) recite my favourite spring time poem, which I shall repost for your enjoyment now. I've probably posted it before, but I like it so much it's time to post it again.Nothing Gold Can StayNature's first green is gold, Her

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I always enjoy checking out Overheard in New York, the website where people can anonymously contribute those wild and wacky overheard conversations heard in this fair city. I didn't realise til my iPod broke how many truly horrid conversations were going on around me. Thankfully, sometimes they are somewhat amusing. Like this one I heard on my walk to work this morning:"I've never been nothing

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I don't know why; I found it and just thought it was funny. Photos from Sarah's birthday dinner at Stanton Social coming soon (seeing as the price of the dinner used up 90% of my monthly funds after rent, bills, and groceries, it'll be the last excitement for a while).

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I've been nicely busy the past week and weekend, nothing particularly dramatic but nice nonetheless. After last weekend's family-intensive Easter events, it was nice to just chill. Friday I met up with my partner from work and headed to Café Charbon in the East Village to hear a fellow from work deejay for the crowd.Russ, Jenna.Russ.Grant, Adam, Christine.Adam, Christine.Jenna.Elizabeth.Jenna,

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I updated my Blogger account a few weeks and subsequently found that the new template I was encouraged to use chops off half of my horizontally-oriented photos. Then, in the attempt to fix ths problem, I deleted all the links I'd spent the last few years accumulating. I'm not particularly happy about this turn of events. Not to mention the fact that Blogger is almost impossible to contact via

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Some photos over the past few weeks. I'd write explanations but ... don't feel like it.A few weeks ago, we went to Crocodile Lounge on a Thursday to drink beer, eat pizza, and play Skeeball. That's Anne, me, Vahbiz, and Dayna.Shelley, Stephanie, and Jessica.Shelley demonstrates what she'd look like with a MONOCLE.I have no idea how to play Skeeball.We broke into two teams. Team Asia ...... and

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Two weekends ago, two of my favourite people of all-time, Gwyn and Yuka, made an East Coast appearance. They arrived on what I like to call "The Worst Day of Weather ... EVER" and battled slush, sleet and ice for several hours before their hotel allowed them to check in. During this time, I was enduring a very long and arduous drive down to New Jersey for a client meeting (client: "I can't

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Since I work in the esteemed and revered profession of advertising, I pay a lot of attention to ads that I see around town. Once you've spent a little time coming up with ideas for painkillers and pantiliners and pest control services, you tend to hone a little bit of sympathy for anyone slaving away for annoying clients in the business, but simultaneously match it with severe criticism when

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So it's been a busy past few weeks for me here in New York, from many a weekend spent working to a lot of friends passing through town. Last weekend I even managed to leave the city for a whole day and night, and set off for Middletown, New Jersey with Catherine.I loved this street sign.We went to the beach, which still has evidence of wintery weather.Actually, in New Jersey, it's referred to as

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My iPod shuffle -- the little clip-on one I received as a gift for my birthday -- broke this past weekend, leaving me music-less on my walks to and from work. Can Apple make a product that doesn't destruct within a few months of use? Now this iPod has just become symbolic of its giver: cool at first, then just cheap and disposable. Life imitating life. It's even lacking in irony.

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I've had two incidents occur over the past couple weeks where I feel as though I officially live in New York.The first occurred a few weeks ago when I was leaving a recording studio on East 21st Street and 5th Avenue. I was walking east around 6 pm, down a busy and crowded street filled with professional people walking quickly away from their offices. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I see a

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Yes, it's a ways in the distance, but I just bought my ticket for my end-of-summer vacation: ten days in Argentina. ¡Olé!

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I unwisely forgot my camera at home this past weekend, so none of the fun is documented for your viewing pleasure. Darn.Anyhoo, I went to a party last night and it occured to me that I've come to a point in my life where I derive basically no enjoyment from mainstream hip hop amplified for dancing. The deejay at this party started off spinning some reggaeton (fun, but not really my style), to

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I've been a bad blogger. Too much time doing other things and not enough time focused on uploading the tons of photos I've taken in the last month. So here's a super quick rundown of some events in my life.Right when I arrived in New York, my friend Viktorya was in town from Barcelona visiting her family. We went for pizza in midtown.Viktorya and Catherine.Viktorya and her sister, Julie.Viktorya

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The month has almost ended and I've not posted a thing since the second of the month. I've been balancing the start of a new job with other important things, like sleeping. Soon I'll be posting a bunch of NY-in-winter photos from my friend's recent jaunt overseas to visit the city, so check back soon ... xoxo

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New Years' Eve is probably my favourite holiday -- but only if you do it "right." And "right" is always going to a big, huge house party in San Francisco with lots of friends and friends of friends. Last night was one of those supremely fun, wonderful nights out.We all met at John's for a little bit of pre-beer drinking.I caught up on my rap skils by checking out the lastest issue of Murder

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I went on a walk tonight around my parents' neighbourhood for some final reflection on the year that was 2006. Overall, it was a very good year. This time last year I had just arrived in London and was waking up from a jetlagged nap at Kris' apartment before setting out for some champagne and beer drinking at a pub near the Thames. There have been quite a few highlights from the past year, but

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Well, I arrived back at my parents' almost two weeks ago and quickly settled into a highly nourishing routine of lounging around in my pajamas til 2 pm and watching excessive amounts of the Food Network, "What Not To Wear," and reruns of "Full House," stuffing myself with delicious sourdough bread and gingersnaps and homemade biscotti and other Christmas treats. (OK, to be fair, I have spent a

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In a class called "Visual Impact" at ad school, the instructor often gives an assignment called "Looking Down" in which students are instructed to shoot a roll of film consisting only of things they see when looking down. At the end of the quarter, they assemble these photos into a book of very neat photos that reminds us of a perspective we don't normally take when looking at the world. When I

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This afternoon I set off on a walk in the park near my parents' house, my brand-new camera in tow. Here are some photos I snapped along the way.Ah, my home.Looking down Kipling Drive.Looking back at my house.The playground.Someone left their sneakers behind in the park, I guess.Mt. Tamalpais in the afternoon sun.I even saw wildlife!And a sign about wildlife!

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This year, my Christmas (and birthday) wishes were granted, and I am the proud recipient of a new digital camera. Yay! Here are three photos showing off my new, awesome Canon Powershot. I wanted something where it could do nice close-ups. So happy that I can get back to lots of photos on here! Yay!

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I went to a party last night and saw an old friend, Chelsea, who slipped me a piece of paper with the blog and website dedicated to her gallant trip around the world in a boat, the Amuri Mina. So I've added it to the links on the side.Meanwhile, Gina cuts the cheese, Angela documents a poignant and moving trip to Dachau, Kyle reports on Berlin and Dave Downs gets trounced by Dan the Automator in

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One of my greatest pet peeves ever in life is that modern day phenomenon of people who cannot manage a few moments on train, on bus, or in airport without having a mundane, insipid conversation on their cellphone.My bus ride to JFK was marked by one such conversation -- an Asian Indian-American college boy on his way to the aiport presumably after wrapping up his first semester who spent the

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Apologies for the absence of posts on this blog, but the last few weeks in New York I've been hit by the busy truck, and my life has become a maelstrom of activity.Two weeks ago, I met Sarah P in Lower East Side to catch a showing of Almodovar's Volver. I saw the gorgeous posters up in Rome last spring and was happy to finally catch the film, which lived up to and beyond my expectations. One of

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Sometimes I question why I have chosen to enter the illustrious field of advertising. On a pure level, I adore it. I love dreaming up taglines and visuals and gushing over gorgeously executed ads sparkling in the pages of Archive. On the other hand, advertising is to douchebags what rotting fecal matter is to parasites. Over the last year, I have encountered some of the World's Biggest Jerks™, in

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Wow, I haven't blogged in a really long time, unless posting other people's poems and bizarre, wacky, tacky & true Christmas gift ideas counts as blogging. I've had a ton going on in my mind, but somehow the flow of words seems to come when I'm sitting on the subway and not in front of my computer. (In front of my computer I now have a compulsive urge to check my two email accounts, Perez Hilton,

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In a half hour, it's officially the day of my birth and I turn 28.Here is a poem, which I've probably posted before in some other melancholy, poignant moment of reflection.Nothing Gold Can StayNature's first green is gold,Her hardest hue to hold.Her early leaf's a flower;But only so an hour.Then leaf subsides to leaf.So Eden sank to grief,So dawn goes down to day.Nothing gold can stay.Robert

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The Octodog. It makes your ordinary hot dog transform into an eXtRaOrDiNaRy octopus. Or maybe the semi-remarkable hat. That's pretty cool (or semi-cool), too.

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I find it hard these days, sans camera, to have good reasons to sit down and post. It's much easier to play "show & tell" than to write things of more substance and meaning. In any event, here's the brief update.I arrived here on Tuesday night, and headed to my Aunt's apartment on the Upper East Side, where I'll be residing til I find gainful employment and can begin looking for an apartment

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Saw this cool video in Amsterdam from this Swedish band back in September and forgot about it til it was featured during last week's Gray's Anatomy. Presumably a song off an upcoming album, as it's not yet available on iTunes. Enjoy!

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Picking up the tale from where I last left off -- I awoke Sunday morning to the aroma of breakfast burritos, then showered and headed off towards the ocean with Gwyn, Chuck and Paige.We drove through Beverly Hills, passing many a famous sight along the way ...... such as the Beverly Hills Hotel.After a lot of driving, we ended up on 14th and Arizona, where we parked and headed towards the beach .

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Friday I packed up a suitcase and headed down I-5 for Los Angeles. After an excruciatingly boring drive through farmland, I arrived around 5:30 pm and met Rob & Erin at their apartment in Eagle Rock. We headed off for wine tasting, followed by good Thai food, and then I departed for Studio City to see Gwyn & Chuck. We had a great night drinking beer and catching up, especially after Yuka, Laura,

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Got back from my quick trip to Los Angeles/Santa Barbara tonight and have finally uploaded all my photos from the weekend. But before I get around to blogging about that, here are some photos I took a week ago in my parents' backyard.

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I'm stealing this idea from Jenn, whose chronicle of her Halloween's past over on Myspace was both poignant and funny. I don't have time to hunt down all the old photos of me from age 1 onward, but after seeing this photo in a frame in the hallway, I feel compelled to share.I would like to preface this Halloween photo by noting that in the years prior to the Halloween of 1984 and in the years

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I started this new blog a month ago, when it occurred to me that there should be one site on the internet of good, fun stuff that's there for when you're creatively stuck. Nothing too formatted, just everything from funny videos to art to music to great writing to stuff on creativity (advertising related or otherwise). Plus, it could serve as somewhat as an archive for me, to keep track of all

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Two Saturdays ago I was crossing the Golden Gate Bridge into San Francisco to meet my parents for dinner at Paul K in Hayes Valley before they went to the SF Symphony and I went to meet Natalie in the Lower Haight for some wine (before hitting up a Green Gorilla Lounge party later). Instinctively, my hand went to the preset dials for 90.3 FM, the radio station of KUSF, where I caught one of my

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First, head on over to Brooklyn Ski Club to see deleted scenes from the Borat movie. Then, the advertising-inclined can check out fellow (European) ad school student Robin Stam's blog, or industry blogs Ernie Schenck Calls This Advertising?" and Hog Blog, brought to you by the woman whose article in Creativity back in 2002 changed my life. And for those of you who just like a hot meal, head on

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Got back late last night from five days in New York. I arrived around 6 pm at JFK, met Lindsay at Penn Station, and then got properly lost on the subway, whilst lugging a suitcase and a giant tote bag filled with portfolios and CDs for the review the next day that our school had set up. Tuesday was a long, hectic day meeting with advertising folks from around the U.S. that culminated in Cajun

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The last few weeks have been rather hectic. After getting feedback on my portfolio from fifteen German agencies, one creative director, one creative manager, one team, and one former advertising star creative in Amsterdam, and one partner, one creative director, and two teams in London, I have been a little dazed and overwhelmed with the amount of overhaul my book needs. Some feedback was really

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Today I went on a great hike with my friend Janet.But first, a photo of my doggie, Fen.As some of you may remember, I was really sad in February because it was thought she wasn't going to make it through the week. Well, she did, although she's a little on the sluggish side these days. And though her eyes make her look terribly pathetic, I think she's just playing it up for the camera. If someone

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My friend Gina has also begun a blog, chronicling her life in France. Check it out at Americonneries. Bisou!

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It feels like an eternity ago, but last Friday I was in London, exploring the V&A and Natural History Museum. The V&A I'd been to a few times before, so we just took a good look around, especially at the '60s design poster & fashion exhibitions (well, I looked at fashion), and then headed to the Natural History Museum.Ken, full of enthusiasm and excitement for our natural history quest.Perhaps

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... but I got super busy with school. Here's Angela's blog, documenting her fabulous life in Europe. Now I will have to live vicariously through her, as I schlep all over the U.S. looking for a stupid job.

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So much has happened since my last post -- I finished school, my parents came for a 2-day visit, I bummed around Hamburg, I visited Amsterdam for 5 days, spent an additional 5 days in Hamburg, then left for a week in London, then arrived home yesterday. When I have a chance to collect my thoughts, I'll post a bit more. But til then, I'm readjusting to life back in the U.S. I've been gone for 9

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First of all, apologies for not posting a lot sooner, but I have been Busy, finishing my portfolio (although, you're never really done) and meeting with over 15 agencies these past few days at school. But tonight's graduation! I cannot believe how fast the time has flown. But -- more on that later. In the meantime, here's the belated coverage of my weekend trip to Berlin two weeks ago.I took the

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Last weekend I went to visit my dad, who's currently studying German for three weeks in Vienna, also know as "Wien" to the rest of the German-speaking population. I arrived late Friday afternoon, and had a nice dinner at a restaurant near my dad's hotel, then hopped on a tram to take a walk around the center, which is lots of grand museums, government buildings, and palaces, all very old and

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I had a nice little chuckle this morning when I opened Yahoo! to see the headline: "Bush: Iraq 'straining psyche' of America". Right. How about "America 'straining psyche' of Iraq"?Later in the article are these facts.Now in its fourth year, the war has taken a toll — more than 2,600 Americans have died and many more Iraqis have been killed. Last month alone, about 3,500 Iraqis died violently,

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Two Thursdays ago I boarded a plane bound for Paris for my dear friend Gina’s wedding the following day in Orleans, France. I’ve been meaning to blog about it, but lacking photos from the event (yes, I know all you art directors stopped right there and are now following the outclick to Perez Hilton or some other gossip site instead) and also being sufficiently preoccupied with two large,

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I could use this blog post to write about the amazing wedding I went to last weekend in Orleans, France, or to express my thoughts about yesterday's events in London and at Heathrow Airport, but I don't feel like it. In the meantime, here is my latest soup, as soup-making seems to have become this quarter's stress-reliever (kind of like watching German music videos last quarter). Maybe it's

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Last Monday, we went to Blankenesse, a teeny old former fishing village on the outskirts of Hamburg. It was very quaint and picturesque and also really hot and full of stairs. But we had nice sandwiches.And after we had ice creams after hiking up a gazillion stairs. The highlight of the experience was watching another gentleman eat an enormous ice cream sundae decorated with apple slices and

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Jennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01354610935613455672noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3641383.post-1154346551564616472006-07-31T04:46:00.000-07:002006-07-31T04:49:11.576-07:00

More photos from two weekends ago.This awesome poster of an anorexic jogger. I have no idea what it's really trying to communicate, but I think it might be something about malnourished cavemen in bizarre shorts.Yes, the delightful symmetry of the couple on the right paired with the angelic bum on the left.Me, trapped in a tiny little house in the playground of the Stadpark.Lovely lake.A very

Jennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01354610935613455672noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3641383.post-1154274012497421472006-07-30T08:35:00.000-07:002006-07-30T08:40:12.533-07:00

Last week I had an extra special guest come visit and he brought with him an extra special camera. Extra special because it is the exact same model I used to have, and therefore I can use it easily without instruction. Here are a few of the photos we took.This is me, demonstrating what it looks like to be a bug.Aptly named German toilet paper.We went to the Stadpark (City Park) in Hamburg and

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I haven't been posting a lot lately since I have been a wee bit stressed with finishing school. I try not to talk a great deal about school on this site, lest it prevent me from employment later on down the road. But there's something rather ... frustrating about finding yourself in 8th quarter and discovering that there's no traditional portfolio class like you were under the impression existed

Jennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01354610935613455672noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3641383.post-1153399004845961852006-07-20T05:35:00.000-07:002006-07-20T05:36:44.860-07:00

I've added two blogs to the side, both maintained by two exceptionally talented and funny people I know from el periodico in college. So check them, The Money Shot and Mash Theory.Tchuss!

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Just read about this photographic treasure hunt event in London (via PSFK), and it's now at the top of my must-do list. (Also, must buy a new digital camera, but that's a whole other dilemma.)

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Well, here they are. The very last Prague photos not yet posted (unless you include some on a roll of black & white I haven't finished), snapped with the bulky Nikon manual camera, and further proof that I need some photography lessons.Poster with the Powder Tower in the background. (I think it's the Powder Tower, but it could be another tower in Prague, now that I think about it.)A window full

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