COLIN: You know my feelings on brunch. Particularly, brunch on a Sunday. I hate to be the designated driver of the Sunday Funday set, but boys (and bois) and girls (and grrrls), let’s be realistic. Do you really want to wake up at 8:30 p.m. sweaty and cotton-mouthed, with home fries in your hair, wondering where your phone is and why your roommate is hanging half out of the bathroom, clutching a crumbly tube of Ritz crackers to her chest?
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What happens when the very quality that makes something so unique is the same quality that seemingly exploits it? When the “special thing” that sets something apart is the very same thing that allows it to gain popularity?
I found myself pondering such quandaries during my time at Strange Creek Music Festival, held last weekend in Greenfield, Mass., as I frolicked among the hippies who also opted to spend their Memorial Day weekends dancing in a field eating grilled cheeses rather than sitting at a barbecue eating guacamole.
I’m sure there is some poetic expression for this type of thing- nothing gold can stay? All good things must come to an end? If a tree falls in the woods… nah, not that one.
Certainly the implication that Strange Creek is “coming to an end” is a false one, considering the festival sold out for the first time in its 9-year history last weekend. But, while the Western Mass festy- known for its intimate number of attendees and strong familial vibe- has gained major popularity over the years, it also may have lost something along the way.
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1. A great excuse to party (not like I should have to justify myself to you anyway)
Back when I was a college student, filled with charming naivety and a youthful glow, V- Day meant shirking your responsibilities (if you consider class, work, exercise and general hygiene a responsibility), rolling up a couple Js, and getting down on some solid day drinking via a box of wine. And even though Valentine’s Day falls on a Monday this year, I’m not going to let that stop me from gettin’ up and throwin’ down. Or getting down and throwing up. Either way- I’m partying tonight. Vulnerable male singles, here I come!
2. The guilt-free consumption of baked goods, chocolate, candy, etc.
It’s not even noon and I’ve already eaten three Hershey Kisses, five doughnut holes, a bag of Doritos and a slice of pizza. Luckily, I bought a new shirt for the special occasion- which I unknowingly purchased from the maternity section of Loehmann’s yesterday- so there’s plenty of room up in hurr. Annnnd make that six doughnut holes.
The second and final installment of Angela’s “HSIMTNYC” Video Diary has finally arrived!
This video was a definitely more of a challenge to put together than the first. In part 1, the storyline had a clearly defined beginning, middle and end, which made it easier in terms of knowing what to film and how to edit it. Capturing life post-move was a little more difficult because, like, I’m still living it. So I did my best to take about two months worth of footage and make some type of cohesive storyline with it.
The result? Jackie and I dicking around the city making jokes that are probably only funny to us.
Enjoy!
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Basically sums up our Tuesday night. And that’s a working night, gang. We headed over to Buntology addiction writer Patrick’s new apt for an evening of wine, women and song (read: Franzia and Billie Joe Armstrong). It started out calmly, but after we added mood lighting and hash to the mix, emotions started to rise. See for yourselves.
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It was all downhill from here. After the jump: Angela rails against Tom DeLonge.
A vid update on Buntology from Alicia and Angela. Friday is funday – can’t you tell from our bangin new hats?
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Let us know what you think!