19 February 2008

Photos from Ben Sims

My first set of photos for the DFP is up.

http://www.detroitfashionpages.com/you_been_shot.asp

First row, far right column. A little slideshow thingy will pop up. They aren't the most interesting photos (IMO) but at least they liked them enough to put them up.

There are a bunch along with Ashley's story too...
http://www.detroitfashionpages.com/music/music-469.asp

and a nice fat photo credit for me!

18 February 2008

Things I learned this weekend & a quick summary

I have learned the following this weekend:
1. I loathe the smell of pot and don't appreciate coming home reeking of it.
2. Being stuck at an electronic music show till 2:30 am is my on personal hell.
3. If I ever suggest to anyone that I might consider going to another of those, you have my permission to slap me silly.
4. DJs are boring to photograph.
5. Give me a show full of screaming emo kids and punks with tattoos and piercings. I get them. I don't get ravers.

Yeah, it was "interesting". I don't think I'd volunteer for another one of those things anytime soon.

However, LAST weekend kicked ass. Karaoke was a blast and I'd definitely do it again. If the photos are anything to go by, I think everyone had a good time. The stars of the show were almost definitely Rodger and Kyle and memories of Rodger belly-dancing to KJ's rendition of "Oops I did it again" will give me warm fuzzies for a long time to come:) Thanks to everyone that came out and helped me celebrate, it was one of the best birthday's ever. Seriously.

07 February 2008

So glad it's almost Friday...


Whew, maybe it's because I'm now 30 (yikes!) or maybe it's just been one of those weeks. In any event, I'm SO glad tomorrow is Friday. It's been a pretty good week though:) I had a great birthday with flowers from Jon and some from my parents as well. I got loads of sweet emails/ecards and messages on myspace and facebook from friends and family. Jon and I cooked a tasty dinner of shrimp fra diavolo, drank wine and had a great night. I'm really excited for my party on Saturday and though the karaoke still makes me a little nervous, the excitement definitely is outweighing the nerves.

Too bad the rest of the week was a little blah. Nothing bad but nothing terribly exciting (other than an episode of Buffy that was quite distressing, don't ask). I'm cursed *cough*, er, "blessed" with a meeting about whether to keep The Good Earth in the curriculum tomorrow after school (postponed from last Friday because of the snow day). Honestly? If I'm out of the meeting before 5:30, I'll consider myself lucky. I dread it.

Oh, actually, there was some fun news yesterday. I got my first assignment for the Detroit Fashion Pages. Weirdly enough, it's a pure photo job, no writing. I'm shooting this event at the 555 Gallery & Studio in Detroit, a big DJ party type thing with this guy Ben Sims who is a DJ and producer from London. It's pretty exciting, finally getting paid for my work and all! Woot!

Ok, I guess since I have to go to work tomorrow I probably should DO some work. Blech.


Listening to: (Husband's fav) The Killers, Sam's Town

03 February 2008

Death of a friendship

I suppose this was one of those things I should have seen coming sooner, and really, I've known that it's been happening, I guess I was just in denial or hoping that it could be prevented.

However, it IS definitely true that you need both people invested in a friendship for it to work. It was made perfectly clear to me today that my former-friend, now-acquaintance, Elana is no longer interested in maintaining our friendship.

I've known her since my junior year of college, so for almost exactly 10 years. We met while working together at the Dentistry library where we bonded over laughing at the stressed-out dental students, socially-inept full-time staff and the School of Education. Yes, we were both on the track to become teachers, she, an elementary school teacher and me, high school. Perhaps that should have indicated our vast differences to me early on, but she seemed to be so much that I felt I wasn't. She had a large circle of friends, she went out with boys, she partied. I was (and still am) a nerd who didn't have many close friends, was having trouble with my roommate at the time, hadn't really dated anyone seriously since high school and spent most of my time at the ice rick with the figure skating team, of which I was vice-president. Needless to say, we were pretty different.

Somehow we became friends, despite these differences, and were very close for the first five years or so. We'd regularly hang out on Friday nights, hit the bar, gripe about guys and so forth. However, it became increasingly clear to me that we weren't looking for the same things in a friendship when I moved to DC. I'd call her to be rebuffed and told that "American Idol is on in 10 minutes, so I'm only going to talk that long," or to not have calls returned at all. In fact, it became such that the only times she did call/return my calls was if she'd either broken up with her on-again, off-again boyfriend or they'd gotten back together. Sure, we'd hang out when I was back home for breaks and such, but we were definitely growing apart.

What was getting clearer became even more obvious in the last two years. Since I moved back to Michigan, she and I have hung out on very few occasions. I've made efforts to plan get-togethers only to have her a)not even call back, b) cancel at the last minute or c) we'd hang out and she'd spend the entire time talking about herself and how great her life is. It got tiring. I'd host parties and she wouldn't even rsvp to say she couldn't make it (or didn't want to).

I think today was the death-knell. I invited her to my 30th birthday shindig next weekend. I noticed a voice mail on my cell and caller id said it was her. She was calling to say that she not only can't make it, but she's going to someone else's party "whose birthday is actually that day." She mentioned the girl's name. I know for a fact they have NOT known each other for 10 years. I was honestly a little surprised that she even bothered to let me know she wasn't coming. She hasn't done that for the last three parties I've thrown.

It's sad. I suppose it was sort of inevitable and I know people grow apart, but I'd hoped that we'd be able to work things out. I've tried. I've made the effort and extended the invitations, but I guess it's time to give that up (a hint should have been when she only called me at Thanksgiving to get a ride to the airport, not to catch up or suggest getting a cup of coffee or something). I feel like a bitch, but I guess this would only work if she wanted to be part of this friendship too, and she clearly doesn't.

02 February 2008

This is what I want for my birthday...

Can I puhleeeeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzzzze have one? OMFG, this is the cutest thing ever. I laugh like an idiot every time I look at the picture. I want one. I mean, it's so cute it makes you just want to punch something.

Yup, so the big 30 is on Monday. I have to admit, it's a little surreal to think I'm turning 30. I've enlisted a bunch of friends to help me make the plunge and we're all heading out of karaoke on Saturday night. Now, I'm not a huge karaoke person (I like the idea of it but I'm not a huge fan of public humiliation) but I'm going to give it a try. I figure, at least it's just humiliation in front of friends and family instead of a whole bar of strangers. A few shots of something and I'll be fine:)

Can someone get me a pom for my birthday though? :D (j/k, sort of)