http://goodadvices.com/index.php en mat@goodadvices.com Copyright 2010 2010-03-07T20:21:53+00:00 http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/it_really_is_the_little_things_snicker/ http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/it_really_is_the_little_things_snicker/#When:19:21:53Z boomer and matty :: agganis arena, boston, ma :: march 7 2008 I’m in a bit of a reflective place this weekend. Some really bad crap went down last week. None of it affected me directly, but it affected some of my friends in major ways. It’s not my place to say what happened, because I don’t really know, and it’s not my story to tell, but it was bad. Really bad. It caused a few of them to think about their lives, and like a snowball, it got me thinking about mine. I had a conversation a few months ago with the brother of one of my best friends. I thought about him yesterday when I pulled on my new favorite shirt. On the front of it it says “the journey is the destination”. I used to focus on the end goal - where I wanted to be in five, ten, twenty years. I still do, but it’s been offset with the urge to live every day like it’s my last. My father’s final lesson, taught on the day he died: Life is too fucking short. Live it while you can. (And yes, my father would have dropped the f-bomb.) So, I’m learning how to enjoy the journey even though it’s taken me places I never would have expected. It’s not all bad… there are a lot of perks to just letting go and following your bliss. Like this text message I received at 4AM: K thanks again 4 coming. Love u guys. Sometimes, I find it odd that the things that bring me the most joy are the simple, stupid things… 2010-03-07T19:21:53+00:00 http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/i_guess_this_is_growing_up/ http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/i_guess_this_is_growing_up/#When:23:28:11Z derek :: toad’s place, new haven, ct :: january 15, 2010 There is a person in my circle of friends whom I’m not particularly close to, but I find fascinating. I’m not the only one - during an afternoon out a few weeks ago, someone noticed the same things I did. They were much more charitable in their assessment of this person than I have been in the past. To be honest, I’ve gotten in trouble several times for my views of this person. I don’t understand why there has to be this rift between us, but it’s been there since day one and I used to let it bother me. A lot. After what I saw a while back, I don’t feel the snark rising the way it used to when they walked into the room. Granted, they’re still fun to make fun of, but lately most of it’s tempered with an overwhelming sense of pity. Their interactions with other people border on needy, fake, forced… even when they’re with their friends and family they don’t look natural. They just look spectacularly fake. It’s like they’re trying to be real, to be normal, but they only come across looking even more fake. It’s a sad, sad, vicious cycle. I’m completely awkward in social situations. I know this. Even in groups of friends, I can feel like the odd man out. To my knowledge, though, I never been anyone but myself. I don’t try to force myself to fit in. I’ve worked too hard to be comfortable as myself, to accept all my quirks, the good, the bad, and the ugly. I blew myself away with the ability to feel pity for this person. I never, ever, ever, in a zillion years thought I’d ever feel that way. When the heck did I become a growed up? 2010-03-03T23:28:11+00:00 http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/its_all_in_the_groove/ http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/its_all_in_the_groove/#When:20:10:44Z ben :: bleachers, bristol, ct :: january 31, 2010 My friend, Mikey, posted this entry about music and it got me thinking. I can’t imagine my life without music. In any way, shape, or form. I really prefer live music and the indie scene (especially when I know the people in the bands (duh!)), but I’ll take whatever I can get my hands on. ...a perfect circle of acquaintances and friends… (R.E.M. - Perfect Circle) I had a really odd conversation in the bar last night after instrument’s show. It left me feeling kind of hurt and confused, but then I talked to someone else who reminded me who the source was, to brush it off, and that I WAS welcome to hang out with them no matter what. It felt good to talk to him - we traded crazy family stories and bonded. Again. We don’t hang out a lot, but we seem to be starting to. Must be our mutual love of that non-sport. *grin* ...I remember hockey games played right here in my state… (The Zambonis - Bob Marley and the Hartford Whalers) Maybe it seems odd that I travel all over creation to see instrument. Maybe it seems odd that I head to Hartford every time All Crazy’s in town. Maybe it’s even odder still that I want to road trip up to Albany to see Black Mountain Symphony again. I don’t really care what anyone thinks. It’s what makes me happy. ...and I don’t know why I am smiling, but I’ll have you know it feels so good… (Black Mountain Symphony - Winter Nights) I spend a lot of time in my car. Too much. In fact, I’ve put more miles on the Forester in two years than I put on the Jetta I drove for five years. That’s a lot of driving. I mean, who puts close to 50,000 miles on a car in a little over two years? Yeah. But I wouldn’t change it for the world. Seeing these bands means everything to me. ...pedal to the floor, speeding down the highway… (All Crazy - Not Over) The soundtrack to my life has always been R.E.M. and while I don’t see that changing any time soon, I am happy that I’m discovering new indie music and even branching out to commercial artists I would have written off earlier. I’m blaming mashups and iTunes. 99 cents for a song is just awesome, especially when I don’t want to commit to a whole album. Honestly, I can’t ever imagine wanting an entire Justin Timberlake album, but I am all about bringing “SexyBack” (and porchmonkey, but that’s completely different). ...I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave. It’s just that no one makes me feel this way… (Justin Timberlake - SexyBack) I grew up surrounded by music. My dad liked Anne Murray, Fleetwood Mac, The Kingston Trio and Abba. When my mother got drunk, it was “The Battle of The Green Berets” on repeat. I had access to their 45s and LPs. I must have worn out a dozen albums - I was in a HUGE Beatles phase back then (before Manson forever ruined the White Album for me. *sigh*) and my mother had every.single. one. I had my own collection, of course - most of them Hall and Oates. I think I will always crush on Daryl Hall - no matter how old either of us gets. And don’t get me started on visiting my aunt. Her house was like winning the musical lottery. Mott the Hoople, Alice Cooper, Led Zeppelin, Frank Zappa, Bowie, the Stones, The Who and if they weren’t blasting an album, WCCC was always on in the background. I don’t know how many hours I spent in front of their stereo system, patiently recording the LPs on to cassettes. Even now, listening to the pop and hiss on my worn out copy of Led Zep 3… ... I get the tingles in a silly place. It starts in my toes, and I crinkle my nose… (Colbie Caillat - Bubbly) There’s a lot of music that’s really important to me. Reminders of moments, of people, that I don’t want to forget. When I hear that particular song - or album - I’m right back in that moment. I can remember it crystal clear. Music can evoke emotions I thought I wasn’t capable of reliving. That I didn’t want to relive. I can say without a doubt, though, that the one album in my collection that I will never be able to part with is my copy of The Pogues’ “Rum Sodomy and the Lash”. Pelkey had given it to me because he thought I’d love it. I did. I think he only meant to loan it to me, but I never gave it back to him. (I’m such a terrible friend!) Whenever I listen to it, I can vividly picture him in the hallway of Belden, cake on his freshly shaven head, joking that he ruined Christmas. God, I miss him. He was one of the sweetest people I have ever crossed paths with. ...at the gravesite of Cuchulainn, we’ll kneel around and pray… (The Pogues - The Sick Bed of Cuchulainn) If I had the choice of going blind or losing my hearing, I’d rather go blind. Not being able to hear music ever again would probably make me suicidal. It’s that important to me. I’ve learned a lot about myself through the music I listen to. It sounds funny, but it’s true, and I never want to give that up. (Yes, I’m completely aware of the irony that I’m ruining my hearing by going to live shows whenever I can. Shush, you!) ...but when I hear the music, all my troubles just fade away… (Poison - Let it Play) Yet, I married my complete opposite when it comes to music. He’s not a huge music fan. I like to annoy him by playing “Name That Tune”. Normally, I can name a song, album and artist (and in some cases, the year) within the first few notes. He has a hard time recognizing Dylan, Pink Floyd and Zeppelin. I’ve noticed, though, that his iPod is slowly getting filled with some of my more favorite music. Some of my CDs have disappeared in his car, never to be seen again. I’m willing to cut him a certain amount of slack for not being as into music music as I am, since he gives me the freedom I need to go travel to show after show, but not too much. *grin* I mean, the man has trouble naming classic tunes and can’t tell one band from another! *sigh* It’s a good thing he’s cute. ...I count your eyelashes secretly. With every one, whisper I love you… (R.E.M. - At My Most Beautiful) 2010-02-27T20:10:44+00:00 http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/holy_freaking_crap_batman/ http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/holy_freaking_crap_batman/#When:00:52:58Z dave :: jillian’s, albany, ny :: january 23 2010 Wow. My new job is kicking my ass. Like my last job, I knew that I was walking into. Unlike my last job, people actually want to work with me to fix what’s wrong rather than fight me every. single. step. of the way. That’s not the only difference, but it’s the most important one. The only problem with the new job (if you want to call it that), is that there’s some very concrete time limits as to when things need to be done. And they were all due YESTERDAY. This is due to a lot of internal problems that had *just* come to light the Friday before I started…That timing is totally coincidental and really freaks me out, but I’m cool with it. I actually like being in a real office again, where people talk to each other like grown-ups are supposed to. We all definitely have our potty mouths, some louder than others (not mine for a change), but at least it’s not all day every day, at ridiculously loud volumes and in wicked aggressive conversations. What I’m struggling with - kind of - is the fact that I’m living in the office right now. 7 AM - 7 PM. Every day. Plus, I worked last Saturday and will be in the office again this weekend. I’m taking off “early” tomorrow night and Saturday night, so that I can have a little fun. Right now it’s definitely all work and no play makes Tam very happy and VERY stressed out. I’m enjoying the non-stop working because it kind of reminds me of being in school and it’s helping me become more disciplined. I’ve been sorely lacking in the discipline department since I finished school. The most interesting change is how disconnected I’ve become. I’m hardly ever online any more - no Twitter, no Facebook, no email and no blogging. It’s been weird. Very weird. But at the same time, it’s become an important change. I didn’t realize how much I “needed” to be online until I had to go cold turkey. It’s the little things. I’ve stopped bringing the laptop up to the bedroom, I’m reading a little on those rare nights when I’m not ready to fall asleep, and I’m actually starting to wake up earlier. There’s a few more changes I want to make in my life, but I’m cool with making slow progress. It’s weird to think a job can change my life so drastically, but in a lot of little ways. Does that make sense? Is that even English? Any hoo, I’m off to bed. (Yes. At 9PM.) Play nice, kids. Hopefully, I’ll be able to get the day job under control quickly so I can have some semblance of my old life back. 2010-02-19T00:52:58+00:00 http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/so._where_the_heck_was_i/ http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/so._where_the_heck_was_i/#When:02:23:08Z aaron :: jillian’s, albany, ny :: january 23 2010 I’ve kind of managed to lose all track of time. Seriously. The only way I can figure out what happened in January is to look at my Google calendar.  It shouldn’t be a big surprise to anyone that basically, I spent most of January in my freaking car. It also didn’t help that my beloved MacBookPro died as soon as we got back from vacation. Spending a week on my old TiBook hurt. It was so slow that doing anything - even basic web stuff - took FOREVER. I can’t remember the last time I was that far off the grid. It was painful. Honestly, if I didn’t have internet access on my iPhone, I’d be writing this from the funny farm. It didn’t help that I was unemployed for the majority of that week and could have really used the distraction. Yeah, that whole unemployed thing—after a really bad day at work, where I told the owner point blank, “If that’s how it’s going to be, I don’t think I can work here anymore,” I emailed a CPA I used to work with. His client had an opening and after what I’ve started calling a whirlwind romance, I was offered the job. When I let my former employer know, there was some major ugliness, and I decided not to fulfill my two weeks notice. (A conversation with an attorney made me feel good about making that choice. Probably still wouldn’t have gone in, but at least I could take comfort in the fact that the law was on my side.) The new job is definitely not perfect… I’m kind of walking into a major shitstorm, but it was discussed at the interview, so I knew what I was getting into. The specifics were made clear today during a meeting with the majority owner and the CPA - it’s about 2 years worth of ugly to clean up, but I know we can get through it. My co-workers are great. I even got hug tackled when I went in to do my paperwork on Wednesday. (That threw me for a loop - the hug tackle is MY signature greeting!) All things considered, my gut says I made the right choice. This job plays to a lot of my strengths and the perks are great. Besides all the job turmoil, I spent a lot of time at instrument shows. (HUGE surprise, right?) I’m trying even harder to push my photography skills. I’m starting to play with black and white, different ways to crop, whatever. I’m not sure what the guys think - due to the dead computer, they haven’t gotten to see them yet - but I’m liking the results. A lot. (This picture of Aaron is one of my more successful experiments, IMHO.) There was also The Great Snowboarding Experiment… I think it was successful. At least, I think I want to try it again. I don’t know if I’ll get a chance this winter, but it’s on someday/maybe again.  Skiing kills my knees, even after physical therapy and braces, and snowboarding didn’t. However, snowboarding hurt EVERYTHING else, but I suppose it could have been much worse. I do think the next time I go, I will be wearing a helmet. Even though the fall that did me in was an epic face plant (about a 10 on the combined Tam/Richter Scale), I think a helmet would have been awesome for a few of the backwards falls I took. I am The Cranky tonight, though. I received a rather aggressive phone call last night, from the New England Regional President of Soyuz Ukrainok who was highly annoyed that I don’t speak Ukie. I completely understand that the annual package is due Feb. 15th. BUT, we may not have a branch this year and we can’t really do anything until the vote occurs. It’s not like I took over the presidency with the idea that I was going to kill the branch, but from the outside looking in, the branch can’t survive the way it has been. It. Just. Can’t. Any members who think they’ll change, won’t. I’ve seen it happen before. Letting the branch dissolve isn’t the best solution to the problem, but if no one is willing to step up, it becomes the only option. Instead of cussing at me (yes, I do know some Ukie!), you could have been a cheerleader. This is a difficult time for us and as the Regional President, you need to support us, not rip the co-president a new hole. Oh well. Two more days before it’s back to the grind… I better unplug so I can get some sleep and fully enjoy the freedom! 2010-02-06T02:23:08+00:00 http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/god_bless_the_st00pid_people/ http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/god_bless_the_st00pid_people/#When:17:26:52Z david warsofsky :: bu vs bc at fenway park, boston :: january 8, 2010 Let me just start out by saying that I am pissed, PISSED!, that BU won’t be selling replicas of this jersey. Single. Most. Awesome. Jersey. EVAR. (Take THAT, NHL Winter Classic!) Now, on to the entry… We sit ice level, on the end BU attacks twice, just about at the face-off circle. Short of watching the game from the bench, they’re the best seats I’ve had at hockey game. You can see most of what’s going on, but most importantly, for me, I can read the players’ faces and get lost in the emotions. It’s almost like being on the bench. That said, we often get people around us who don’t understand the game. In a majority of cases, their friends have given them the tickets - most of the people who sit nearby are season ticket holders, so we can tell the n00bs easily enough. Sometimes, we hear nothing but what I call the “wow!” factor: they spend the whole game amazed that the seats are so close. These people tend to fall into two groups - the ones that sit in the front row and consistently put their beverages on the dasher boards, and get pissed when a good hard check knocks it onto the floor, and the ones who jump at every loud play on the glass in front of us, whether it’s a hit or a puck. They’re annoying, but tolerable. The second group, the ones I love more than anyone else, are the morons. These are the people who try to impress their dates or their friends with their vast knowledge of hockey. Unfortunately, most of these people only know the NHL game or they make stuff up. I know we have an awesome moron around us when I’m ready to go off on them by the end of the first period. First, there was NESN guy. We sit TV side, there are a lot of checks, face-offs, goal celebrations, etc. in front of us. It wouldn’t surprise me if people started to recognize us… This guy got a call from his buddy - they could see him on TV. After that, they stayed on the phone and EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. the puck came anywhere near us, the guy would ask his buddy, “Can you see me? I’m waving my arms and jumping! Can you see me?” Then, almost immediately afterwards, “I’m on teeee veeee!” We joke about him now, but OMG, that day, he was lucky he lived. Then, there was marketing girl. Her roommate does/did the marketing for Agganis Arena. Apparently, Roommate Girl is responsible for many of the little promotions I hate, including those godawful pre-game videos. Marketing Girl will forever live on in infamy because she insisted that they be on the “Kiss Cam.” I enjoy watching others on the Kiss Cam, but I *so* don’t ever want to be on it (AGAIN). I’m not one for PDAs on a good day. I definitely don’t want to be kissing my husband on the freaking jumbotron. Ugh. (We’ve been on it once in the 5 years we’ve had season tickets - I hope that’s the last time.) The less it comes down near us, the happier I will be. Begging her friend so that she could be on the stupid thing almost cost her her life. Seriously. During last night’s game, we met Mr. I’m-Such-A-Moron-I’m-Really-Lucky-Tam-Didn’t-Go-Off-On-Me. Oh Mr. Moron, where do I start with you? How about the Beanpot? UMass wasn’t invited to play in it because their hockey program wasn’t around when the Beanpot started. I’m too lazy to fact check, but the Beanpot belongs to BOSTON. That’s why it’s comprised of four BOSTON teams. Last I checked, UMass (Amherst) was not based in Boston, and UMass Boston is actually an embarrassment to the sport of hockey. Making it 8 teams (and including UNH and Providence) would not make it the Beanpot. It’d be just another Hockey East tourney. OOH! How about the matching minors? “Matching minor penalties means both guys get two minutes for roughing.” Uh, no. That particular matching was for cross-checking and embellishment.  Even better, two matching minors, called at the same time, do not equal a 3-on-3. Matching minors allow each team to play at full strength, so it’s a 5-on-5. Seriously, dude, have you ever WATCHED a hockey game? His take on Frozen Fenway was pretty good, too. He didn’t even know who played in it. Then, he said he wouldn’t have gone since it was “all hype” and “too cold”.  I’ll give him the “too cold”, but a) it was an historical game, b) it’s the biggest hockey rivalry in the area and c) it had the last two National Champions facing off against each other. Plus, it was just a good hockey game. It totally deserved the hype. I’d be saying that even if BU lost - it was that awesome an experience. Like most people, he didn’t understand why we yell “BC sucks” (we do it even when we don’t play BC - it’s just what we do). He also didn’t get the “ugly goalie” cheer. Best part was when we were psyching out Dainton (UMass’ goalie). He thought we were yelling at a different player just because he happened to be on the ice when we were doing it. I can’t imagine he’s ever been to Merrimack - they do not have a “nice rink”. It’s like a high school gym, complete with wooden, pull-out bleachers. Breaking news—college hockey DOES have TV breaks. It’s just that last night’s game wasn’t televised. Unrelated, but also annoying, when he saw my iPhone he made a big point to his friend that when you buy one, you have to buy the data plan. If all you want is a cell phone, buy a phone that does nothing but make calls. You want an iPhone, you’re going to use it for more than just calls. The data usage is the best part of the iPhone contract, IMHO. God bless the st00pid people because they make life interesting, but keep them out of section 114 rows A & B. OK? 2010-01-30T17:26:52+00:00 http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/hard_to_top_that/ http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/hard_to_top_that/#When:02:14:30Z i hate two teams… :: bu vs bc at fenway park, boston :: january 8, 2010 Wow. It’s been awhile. Whoops. It’s not like there hasn’t been stuff going on - there’s been too much of it! For starters, if you have access to my Tweets, you’ll know I’ve got something pretty big and potentially life changing brewing in the background. I’m supposed to find out for sure what’s going on tomorrow. I’m wicked sick just thinking about it… It’s that huge. If you’re my friend on Facebook, but blocked from my tweets, you probably think I’ve lost my mind. That’s fair and not too far from the truth. I’ve actually had fun the past few days sending out odd, random text messages and leaving even worse Facebook statuses. The creativity (if you want to call it that) has been keeping my mind off of The Thing I Can Not Talk About (Yet). So. Moving on. I don’t know - I had this whole rant about the NHL’s game at Fenway because there were so many people who got tickets who weren’t hockey fans, and we struggled to find some, any, that we could afford and failed. I may be a Rangers fan now (more on that in the next entry), but I used to bleed gold and black… and I would have liked to see the Bruins play there. It just really pissed me off that people went to that game because it was a novelty. I’m just happy it wasn’t a “real” game. They should have played the Habs. I would have mortgaged the house for a ticket to THAT game. THAT would have been a game… instead, I’m just bummed and annoyed that people who don’t even like hockey, who bitched about the cold, who got tickets for free, got to see the game.  On the other hand, in my 29+ years of life on this planet, I’ve been able to experience several once-in-a-lifetime things. Some good, some bad, and some… OMFG! I CAN’T BELIEVE I WATCHED BU BEAT BC AT FENWAY FREAKING PARK! Yeah. That. I used to work in an outdoor rink, so I knew being outside was going to suck. I had an entire hockey season to practice layering techniques, and I am proud to say I remembered everything I learned back in the 1995-96 hockey season. (Here’s what I wore.) I had my ski jacket with me and I didn’t even put it on once, I was that warm. I had no idea it was 7 degrees with the wind chill, and I’m very glad I didn’t know it then, otherwise I might have actually felt it. That would have sucked. I was an emotional wreck the entire game. Every once it an while it hit me that I was in Fenway Park, watching college hockey. Not *just* college hockey, of course, but my beloved Terriers and our biggest rivals. Not only was it BU/BC, which would have been huge in and of itself, but it was a game between the last two National Champions. Talk about amazing. It was such an historical moment, and I got caught up in it a couple of times. I still get emotional thinking about it. I can’t even begin to describe what it felt like to be there watching that. To make things even better, it was a HOCKEY game - not some prepackaged, family-friendly, unexciting, moving the puck from end to end game. The boys played like it was a National Championship game. Considering the rivalry - it might have been, it was that huge. There’s so many things about the game that I will not forget… but the moment that will stay with me forever was how it felt to walk down Yawkey Way singing “The Song” at the top of my lungs. one, two, one, two, three, four… 2010-01-22T02:14:30+00:00 http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/2009_year_in_review/ http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/2009_year_in_review/#When:23:53:43Z i lurve my friends! :: michele’s holiday party :: december 12, 2009 I stole this from Michele—seemed like a good way to summarize what I couldn’t before 1. What did you do in 2009 that you have never done before? Lots - went to Soyuzivka, received a CD of rough mixes from my favorite band, watched BU win a national championship, finally got hope that we could get Apache under control, went to the GTD Summit and networked my butt off, was put under a microscope by IBM staffers… I could keep going. 2009 was such an amazing year. 2. Did you keep your New Year’s resolutions and will you make more for 2010? I try to make resolutions, and I always fail at keeping them. I’m in love with the idea of the fresh start, but not so much with the follow through. 2010 is about little wins…  I want to drink more water. It’s like if I drink two glasses, that’s two more than I used to. I’m not going to stress out about not drinking eight glasses or four. Whatever I drink is what I drink. I hate water, so even a glass is progress. (I don’t really like the flavored stuff either. I’m just fussy.) 3. Did anyone close to you give birth in 2009? A friend from high school, some friends from college… no one in my inner circle. 4. Did anyone close to you die in 2009? “Close” is a relative term… my godfather died. I hadn’t spoken to him in years, but it affected me all the same. “Died” is relative, too. My aunt, my mother, Soulmate Boy - they’re all dead to me. Clarity, closure, cookies. 5. What countries did you visit this year? No world traveling for me unless you want to count Soyuzivka - I was such the outsider, I might have well been in the Ukraine. 6. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009? A house in Connecticut! 7. What date from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? Oh, man! There were so many! I’m going to go with BU winning the National Championship. It was such a great night all the way around - hanging out with my little brother, watching the game with the hubby, and getting to watch instrument all in one night! 8. What was your biggest struggle in 2009? To remember that I’m the only one with the power to make myself miserable. False accusations and suicide attempts drove me out of my mind and into a deep, dark depression. I’m pretty disgusted by that. 9. Did you suffer any illness or injury in 2009? I basically ‘dislocated’ my knee cap and fought hardcore with the bipolar, but I think it’s the two trips to the ER and the resulting diagnosis of SVT that I’ll never forget. 10. What was the best thing you bought this year? My Forester! Now I don’t have to freak out about all the miles I’m putting on it! 11. Whose behavior merited celebration? Boston University’s!  Apache’s. My own. 12. Whose behavior disappointed you? Boston University’s. My own. Soulmate Boy’s. 13. Where did most of your money go? In the Forester’s gas tank. 14. What did you get really really excited about this year? Instrument, BU Hockey, the GTD Summit, my friends 15. What song will always remind you of 2009? It’s a toss up between “Invincible” by instrument and “I’m Yours” by Jason Mraz. There were a few by Fall Out Boy that really spoke to me this year, too. 16. Compared to this time last year, are you: much happier, much nicer or richer? At the very least I’m happier. I’m not sure about nicer but I’m definitely not richer. 17. What do you wish you had done more of? Spent even more time with my friends 18. What do you wish you had done less of? Driving! 19. Did you fall in love in 2009? I’m gonna go with “yes” since the question doesn’t specify WHAT I fell in love with. 20. What was your favorite TV Program in 2009? Supernatural—Dude, SPN fans broke Twitter, pissed off PDiddy, and created the Minion Stimulus Group.  We totally rock! 21. What was the best book you read this year? We Need to Talk About Kevin: A Novel (P.S.)—this was a difficult book to read, but it was worth it. VERY worth it. 22. What was your greatest musical discovery this past year? Hands down, Black Mountain Symphony. 23. What did you want and get in 2009? I got more stuff than I knew I wanted and all of it was good. Is that a good answer? 24. What was the best movie you saw this year? I don’t know… nothing really stands out as the best movie. MST3K’ing Twilight was fun, tho. 25. What did you do on your birthday and how old did you turn? I turned 34 and came to terms with the fact that my mother’s been dead exactly half my life. I also seemed to spend all my time in the week surrounding my birthday at instrument shows. 26. What one thing would have made your year more satisfying? More time with my friends / less time driving. 27. How would you describe your personal fashion statement this year? High five, dyke! 28. What kept you sane this year? My friends, my husband, my dogs, my blog, my moleskine… 29. What celebrity did you fancy the most? Besides Michael Stipe, those Winchester Boys certainly get me all WOO-HOO! I do lurve me some Freckles and Plaidapuppy! 30. Who did you miss this past year? My dad… 31. Who were the best new people you met this year? Soup and Skinny, my friends from the GTD Summit, and I’m going to count reconnecting with college and high school friends, too. 32. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned this year: There’s nothing in life that a good friend can’t help you through. 2010-01-06T23:53:43+00:00 http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/what_a_way_to_ring_in_the_new_year/ http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/what_a_way_to_ring_in_the_new_year/#When:16:32:01Z ucmb :: in honor of today’s uconn bowl appearance :: september 26, 2009 I had planned on going Connecticut a lot when I first moved back to New England. I had no idea that it would take so long for me to get around to it. I had no idea that once the seal was broken, once the ghosts were exorcised, I’d go back so often… more often that I originally planned. We had a blast in CT, at Stellen’s NYE party. We made a new friend, who I lost $5 to making a silly bet. I thought it was a sure thing! He stumbled upon a secret and the fact that it put everyone off their game made it an easy win for him. I lost an additional $1 betting him that he wouldn’t do something else. He may have wanted to, and I may have basically gave him permission. Whoops! Oh well. It was worth it to see the end result. Also, and this is VERY important, remind me next year that I will not be kissing any one other than the hubby. S’all.  (And I was the sober one!!!!) It was nice to crash and wake up to good friends, more good conversation, and a lot of laughs. On the drive home, I was thinking about the epic parties my mom’s sister used to have in her 30s. They’d often have people crash, and I had kind of thought it was cool to have that may good friends to spend time with. I haven’t thought about that in a long time, but I was glad I’m able to have that kind of life now. Of course, in my aunt’s case, her friends would leave as soon as they woke up. In that respect, my life is much better. To have a circle of friends you don’t want to leave at 3 in the morning, even though you’re all staring to fade. To want to wake up and spend even more time with them… this must be what it feels like to be really blessed. It really was the best possible way to kick 2009 out the door and bring in 2010. 2010-01-02T16:32:01+00:00 http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/wow..._2010_is_here/ http://goodadvices.com/index.php/GA/wow..._2010_is_here/#When:01:00:59Z it was nice while it lasted :: agganis arena, boston, ma :: october 10, 2009 It just dawned on me that Friday is the first day of 2010. I’m a little slow on the take sometimes. 2009 is ending on a lukewarm note - I found out my godfather died on Dec. 19th, but I found out from a family member I hadn’t seen in a long time. (About 17 years, if you want to be exact.) Then, there’s Stellen’s New Year’s Eve party. I’m really looking forward to that. I’m sure it’s going to be a good time. This group of friends NEVER disappoints. I don’t know - 2009 was the year new friendships flourished, old ones got a new lease on life and there were a sh’load of bumps on the road. I put too many miles on my car, killed my eardrums with too much live music, took too many pictures, watched too much hockey, cried too many tears, and laughed so hard that it hurt. 2009 was the year of the GTD Summit. Of Lotus Notes/eProductivity. Of Pony! Of ski trips. Of All Crazy, instrument and Black Mountain Symphony. Of Fig’s Daily Dose of Wisdom. Of self-discovery. Of heartbreak. Of disappointment. Of second chances. Of hockey. Of amazing gains. Of paralyzing losses. Of spanking. Of douchebags. Of licking. Of hookers. Of knowing where my pen is. Of Platypus. Of Jeff Vader. Of not finding those droids we were looking for. Of tacos. How do you distill all that into something bloggable? I can’t. I know that some of 2009’s ick will carry into the New Year and there’s nothing I can do to stop that. On the other hand, there’s more road trips on the horizon to see my friends Soup, Skinny, Orion, Bill, Ben, Derek, Aaron and Dave. There’s ski trips with friends and running around NYC on tap for January already. Of course, there’s hockey. (There’s always hockey!) We’re going to see Matty play the Bruins. WE’RE GOING TO FENWAY TO SEE BU/BC!!! We have the rest of a lackluster BU season to go through. I have no idea what the rest of the year will bring - but I’m planning on doing fun things so hopefully, those will offset whatever bad things may be coming my way. I’m excited to see what 2010 will bring - I’m definitely ready for a new year and a symbolic fresh start. 2009-12-29T01:00:59+00:00