panties + vodka

despite playing their theme song, One More Tme, at my wedding i really wasn't a fan of daft punk. in fact, i wasn't really sure who was behind this party tune, but figured it was some Cher-type figure.

when pete found out they were going to be playing Coney Island, i got dragged to go. i came up with all sorts of sicknesses, etc. little beknownst to me, this group is ridiculously rad (yes, i'm using that term) and put on one of the best shows i've ever seen. 2 french dudes in robot suits with a crazy light show and killer music to dance to? who could refuse.

for the encore, they lit up their robot costumes. anyone know where i can get one for halloween?

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Hugo the Wonderdog has made it on other blogs.

Here's his 2nd birthday party photo (pictured here with other superdog Cyrus).

I don't know what's more pathetic: the fact that Hugo had a 1st and 2nd birthday party or that I went to both. Both nights, he was rewarded with a delicious steak that was devoured in one nanosecond.

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I'm quite famous for making a killer curry back in NY.  It may not be the same out in Japan.  As you can see, the Golden Curry brand is not as famous as this "cute" hamster brand.  And don't ask me what brand it is.  I haven't gotten through my lessons of Hiragana and Katakana yet. 

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It's never too late to follow your dream:

After many a barroom tussle, I decided to put my money where my mouth is and prove once and for all my unbelievable arm strength against all ladies weight class 120 and under.

So I followed the footsteps of Ralph Maccio and entered a competition out of my league. Perhaps beyond any league . . . the New York City Golden Arm Series: The Kingsboro Brooklyn Arm Wrestling Championships in Coney Island commemorating the 20th Anniverary of Sly Stallone's Over the Top! http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0093692/

There were a great deal of muscly men wanting to prove their clout, but few were a match for those Georgians, who were dubbed, The Gulag Gang, by my friend David. One largish man with a scar that rippled from the bottom of his skull to his forehead, and with shoulders that looked dislocated multiple times came up against the Empire State champion from last year, a buff, blond man in his late 30's who's deltoids (in fact his whole chest area) looked like inflated water balloons. The champion was no match for the Georgian who crushed him in one fell swoop-- his black chest and back hairs rising with fury. The Georgians yelled with glee patting each other loudly on the back in teary triumph. Anyway, who can win against those who've suffered through decades of soviet oppression?

I had two opponents in my 120 and under weight class but I was still no match for a tough teenage latina with a low growl. The other opponent, a feisty lady named Chandler whom I'd convinced earlier to enter the contest suffered through my constant beatings. Since we'd all made the final (and only) round, I'm now qualified to enter the Empire State Finals at  . . . . Port Authority (a bus station in Manhattan for those of you not in the know) in November. I received a silver pendant and a classy certificate noting that I've won second place.

I will remember this day always.

Laura

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    before you poke and laugh at me ...

i don't know about you, but i just can't seem to keep all my delicate jewelry untangled! it's just not happening. all these chains and baubles all get tangled and then i get too bothered to wear them ever again.

well, this is my newest gadget for my home. i was in dire need of a full length mirror but why just get a boring mirror when you can have something functional? check this baby out. and yes, it's from qvc.

 i can't take all the credit. someone else had it at her home and i was darned.

to purchase, click here.  

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why is it that the first thing i hear when i step outside of my apartment building is a guy screaming "shut the f*** up" to a cabbie?

and then, i see a messenger walking by and muttering "where the f*** is this store?"

only in nyc.

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well, forgive us our shamelessness.

but if you want to look like jessica biel, click here.

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azaleas bambino # 1!

congrats to our manager for delivering our first baby!

benjamin's doing well at home with mommy and doing his duty of being the cutest baby ever~~

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