New windows

1 09 2010

All this week there have been strange men running around the apartment complex doing handy work. I thought there was just a bunch of broken stuff that needed fixed, turns out, we’re all getting new windows!

Now, I am super excited about getting new windows. My current ones don’t keep the heat in during winter and are a little drafty. New windows should solve that problem.

So I’ve moved all my furniture away from the current windows, cleaned up the apartment a little bit and took down my curtains. Woohoo!

The only problem with the new windows? Strange men will be in my apartment installing them. MY Apartment. The tiny little corner of Albany and the world where I can just be alone. I love having visitors, that is awesome. But I really don’t like strangers in my home. Yes, I said it: home. I have grown to love this sixth floor space where all my things are. Its cute and perfect… when its clean.

Not to mention some of these dudes are a little shady. I’m sure they are nice fellows in real life, but I heard them saying some not so nice things (this is where you insert a crude joke that even I would balk at). I guess it was boys being boys… but still. It was awkward. One of the fellows is quite nice and while we were on the elevator together (I’m trying to get over my fear) he explained how you take an old window out and put a new one in. Fascinating!

But I digress. Do you ever feel weird about strangers invading your home? Even if it’s for a good reason, like new windows? Or am I just being a weirdo?





I’m feelin’ hot hot hot

31 08 2010

Oh yeah.

Yesterday the high was 89 with 80% humidity.

Today it is freaking 95 with 90% humidity.

I’m melting. I can feel it. Slowly yet surely melting away. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love the heat. Love it. It’s the humidity that is a killer. If it was lets say, 85 and 0 humidity, I would be in weather-heaven. Oh goodness its hot out there today though.

Sorry, I don’t mean to talk about the weather with y’all. But really. It’s all I can concentrate on.

I’m gunna go shower. Nice ice-cold shower. And turn on the fan. Oh gawd, the Fan!

Whats the weather like where y’all are at?





KISS Photos!

23 08 2010

So, here at last are the photos I took at the KISS show. Every single shot. Even the bad ones (not that I take bad photos ever). Why did I post every photo? Well, for one, this is the easiest way to get them to Paco. And two, I wanted y’all to get a look inside my mind when I shoot. All if it was manually done, so if there are some blurry shots its cuz I couldn’t see, or because I did it on purpose. Also, this is about half the amount of shots I normally shoot. This was for 6 or 7 songs and I was busy talking to my new friend the confetti roadie… about confetti… and how I needed to not be right in front of the confetti machine. Anywho, enjoy!





Bounce!

23 08 2010

Remember this commercial? It was so cool! I want this many bouncy balls and I want to play!

Then theres this spoof on it:

And finally, the best version ever, and one I would also like to try someday… simply for the delicious sound of a million car alarms going off at once:





KISS

19 08 2010

Where to begin?

Well, I started my day at 6:30 a.m. at the Times Union. I did the usual morning checks and added a couple of stories to the TU Facebook page (I’m now the main administrator for the page, so you should be a fan and “like” everything I post). I then went on to do some little design things and go to a few meetings. You know, normal work day.

At 2:30 I headed home from work, got on my skates and went to the park. I love roller derby. Actually, right now I really love roller skating. For one, it is a lot faster than running and for two, it is awesome. Anywho, I skated for 2 hours and then went home to jump in the shower.

I grabbed my press badge, phone and camera. I ran down the stairs. I was on time. Then my happy-ass got stuck in traffic. Ugh.

Eventually I made it to the show. I shot a Seen gallery of all the cool kids hanging out at the show and then tried to get in touch with Paco. I couldn’t reach her. No problem, I was still going to rock out.

The curtain dropped.

Everyone screamed.

I about had a heart attack.

KISS was really on stage. Oh. Em. Gee.

Then Paco called. Hurray! She gave me Doc McGhee’s phone number (he’s the manager for KISS) and he and I texted til he found me. And gave me an all access pass to the show!!! What!? THE Doc McGhee found me! Ha! We chatted and I asked if I could follow him to the backstage area. Because he is the nicest guy in the world he said “of course”. As soon as we got backstage he said “cover your ears”. Okay Doc! BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM! HA! Let’s just say KISS really knows how to put on a show. I hung out backstage for a few minutes, then headed out front to see some more of the show. I was so close! EEE! And I took quite a few photos. And it was awesome.

At one point, one of the roadies walked over to where I was about in tears (so excited) and grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the stage. I said “what did I do?”. He laughed and said that confetti was going to be blasted out of the confetti blasters and I didn’t want to be right in front. I said “oh cool, thanks for the heads up”. What was I thinking? “YES! Confetti! Blast away! Woohoo!”

Needless to say I made a new friend “confetti roadie” and got a ton of a.m.a.z.i.n.g. photos (that’s the next post) and am going to drive to Cleveland to see KISS again with Paco. Yes, its 7 hours. Yes, I will be driving alone. Yes, I will be buying Doc a beer. No, I’m not going to drool all over Ace.

Straight up, it was one of the coolest things I have ever done. Ever.

So thank you Paco, you are an amazing lady who made me feel like a rock star. And thanks Doc, you are the nicest person I’ve met in showbiz.





Why you should go to the movies

15 08 2010

Have you ever played a video game? Been in love? Met your significant others ex? Been in a fight? Killed a vegan?

If you said “yes” to any of the above, then you need to see Scott Pilgrim vs. The World.

Here’s how it goes:

Scott Pilgrim is a normal dude, living a normal life and then he meets the girl of his dreams. But of course, she has some serious baggage – in the form of 7 evil exes. He has to defeat each one in order to date her and win her love.

Aww…

…yeah, not as adorable as it sounds. The movie is funny, witty and feels like a video game. Each ex is essentially another level in the game and each is harder to defeat. And of course there is a “boss level” at the end. There are some fun animation effects throughout the film and instead of taking away from the experience they draw you in and make you laugh out loud – literally. The movie has a strong style and a fast pace and tons of tiny details that you might miss if you’re not paying attention. If you’ve read the comics, then you know how everything ends, and if you haven’t, then no worries; I’m not going to tell you!





Why I’m a badass

9 08 2010

I just re-pierced my own nose. With a safety-pin. Because I’m that punk.

Okay, I wouldn’t call me punk… at least not anymore. Not since my purple hair went away and I got a corporate gig at a newspaper. Hahaha. Punk.

New nose!

Anywho, Albany is boring on Mondays. I get out of work at 2:30, and since I usually get all the housekeeping done over the weekend I am usually just left with cartoons and freelance work. There is no trivia on Mondays (I looove trivia) and most people hate hanging out on Mondays. So, Mellow Monday it has been for the past few months. Until today. When I got bored and decided I missed my pierced nose.

Jessica H. (aka J) and I got our noses pierced when we were living with Katie (aka KT) in the Bromley dormitory. That were some of my happiest days. I was working two jobs, had two amazing roommates, a kitty (Sophie), a hamster (R.I.P. Hammy LaFawnda Sunshine) and a Super Nintendo. What more could a girl want?

Fast forward to my senior year when I was living with Melania, Katie and Heather. One night I had a little too much to drink (something about playing flip cup for the first time) and not enough to eat and I lost the contents of my stomach; took out my beloved nose ring so I wouldn’t lose it to the Porcelain God and forgot to put it back in after I made my offering.

But I digress. So, today I was sitting around my house thinking of all the fun times I had in college and how I missed the good ‘ole days when my face had more character to it. So I grabbed the rubbing alcohol, the safety-pin and my old nose rings and made magic.

P.S.

Mom just called and asked what I was up to. Here’s our conversation:

M: “Hey girlie what’s going on?”

KC: “I just pierced my nose”

M: “Oh shit”

KC: “hahahahah *snort* hahahha”