Matisyahu stopped by the office today to play a few tunes. And holy crap! Mind. Blown.

I had heard of him before, but wasn’t very familiar with any of his songs. So when he started beatboxing, I assumed that he was being accompanied by an electronic background beat.

But no. Matisyahu can make the sounds of every percussion instrument known to man. Simultaneously. With his mouth. It’s crazy.

And I like his music a lot – the songs he played for us were from his new album dropping in June, and they were fun with an upbeat, happy reggae vibe.

Like this:

Nice, huh? A little Matisyahu for your Monday.

I forgot to bring my phone with me to the performance. The above photos were posted on Facebook by some of my co-workers.


Are you ready for some…



Yes, the Puppy Bowl is almost upon us! Only two more days until these little masters of growling and the gridiron toss around the pigskin and probably chew on it a little too.

By now, I’m sure you’ve perused the line-up and picked your favorites.

I’m quite partial to little Joni here:

Perhaps because she bears a slight resemblance to one Mr. Gatsby Bliss Irwin, The Cutest Dog in the World.

But I also have a soft spot in my heart for Shiloh:

According to her stats, she’s read all of the Harry Potter books! I’m impressed. Even I didn’t have the stamina for that (I stopped after the first one).

May the best puppy prevail!

A pair of Paris stories

Over the course of the past few days, I finished reading The Paris Wife and finally got to see Woody Allen’s Midnight in Paris (thanks to my friend Liz and her very well-timed Netflix arrival!).

Since both of these stories are about the expatriate writers and artists in 1920s Paris (Hemingway, Pound, Stein, The Fitzgeralds, etc.), I feel like I’ve been immersed in that  period with those people and it’s been a grand time, old sport!

Just as I suspected, I loved Midnight in Paris. Love, love, love, love. LOVE! (Please let me know if you require more emphasis in order to truly understand how much I liked this movie.) It was fun and beautiful and I felt like I could relate to the perception that the “golden age” is always in the past and how it feels like previous eras are always better than the present. I used to wish I had lived in the 1960s until I came to the conclusion that I’m probably too uptight to have participated in any of the fun stuff of that era anyway. (wah-wah)

I liked The Paris Wife too, but not enough to warrant any annoyingly repetitive exclamations of love. It was really interesting, but I didn’t like the narrator (Ernest Hemingway’s first wife) all that much – she didn’t seem like the type of woman Ernest would actually have fallen in love with. And even though it’s based on a true story, a lot of it just didn’t seem believable. Maybe because I couldn’t relate to their artistic, jet-setting lifestyle. Has anyone else read it and felt the same way? I will say that I really loved the ending and would still recommend reading it.

But here’s the thing – now I really want to go back to Paris. LIKE RIGHT NOW. And that’s probably not going to happen. I also would really love a chocolate croissant, which is a bit more feasible.

Ahh, c’est la vie…

Images from here and here.

Must-see movies

I used to think of myself as somewhat of a movie buff.

When the Academy Award nominations came out, I most likely would have seen the majority of the Best Picture nominees, with the exception of the scary ones. (For example, I have NOT seen 1991 winner The Silence of the Lambs. And you can’t make me!)

But that was back in the good ol’ days when a three-hour block of time in which I had nothing better to do was a frequent occurrence, the dollar amount of a movie ticket was still in the single digits, and I could be careless with money anyway because my parents were paying for everything.

Let me tell you something – times have changed!

Here. I’ll name every single movie I saw in the theater in 2011: The Help. We Bought a Zoo.



Now that the 2012 Best Picture nominees have been announced and I’ve only seen 10% of them (although considering my track record, one out of ten is pretty good!), it’s becoming clear that I have some major catching up to do. And while I want to see all of the nominees (except War Horse – I’d rather watch a psychopathic cannibalistic serial killer than an poor helpless animal experiencing any kind of trauma), there are two that I absolutely MUST see:

The Artist

Midnight in Paris

I can already tell just by looking at these stills that I’ll love both movies.

Get me to a theater!

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Slap #2

Kids, on Saturday night, Will spotted Marshall from How I Met Your Mother (aka Jason Segel) exiting a Bentley with a small entourage, just a couple blocks from our apartment. In honor of this legen…(wait for it)…dary! celebrity sighting, I’d like to share with you one of my favorite Marshall moments.