Laughter is the shortest distance between two people.

Dan: I love making you laugh. It's like crack for me.

Apparently, I became quite giggly at the marina bar yesterday. I think it was less the alcohol and more the fact that Dan just happens to be a pretty funny guy.

Tag! You're it!

What is your current obsession? Iced coffee


(Photo by That Edit Girl)

- Dispatches From The Island - Jorge Garcia's Blog, Being Red, scrapbooking and summer craftiness.

What's for dinner? Burgers...although they were nowhere near as delicious as Spence's sliders. Every burger should be made of lentils and served with hunks of avocado.


(photo by: aloalosabine)

What's the last thing you bought? Scrapbook paper, cardstock, stickers and peanut M&Ms.

What are you listening to right now? The Beach Boys and Kings of Leon's Sex on Fire.

If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go? A coffee shop with my sister. I need to rant, gossip and imbibe in caffeine.



What's your favorite quote (for now)?

"The reason I'm running for president is because I can't be Bruce Springsteen." -- Barack Obama.

"Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were. But without it we go nowhere.” -- Dr. Carl Sagan.

What's your favorite piece of clothing in your own wardrobe? My green polka-dot skirt.

What's your dream job? Writing/Blogging.

What's your worst habit? I have so many -- I'm terrible about returning phone calls, I pick at my nails and I spend entirely too much time online.

Do you admire anyone's style? Lauren Conrad



Nicole Richie



Diane Von Furstenberg



Describe your personal style? I'm a jeans, t-shirt and flip-flops kind of girl and oftentimes, it looks like the only reason I wear clothes is to prevent myself from being arrested. I need buckets of cash and a less cracked-out and ghoulish Rachel Zoe in my life.

What are your favorite movies? Almost Famous, American Beauty, the Back To The Future Trilogy, Batman Begins, Before Sunrise, Before Sunset, Chasing Amy, The Dark Knight, Empire Records, Field of Dreams, Good Will Hunting, The Goonies, Grindhouse, Halloween, Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, Love Actually, Office Space, Shakespeare In Love, Sleepless In Seattle, Swingers, True Romance

What inspires you? Words, sounds, images, people, food, drink, travel, being outside in the sunshine. Life, essentially.

What's your favorite book? The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald. It is a gorgeous novel.

Do you collect something? Not really, but I clip interesting articles and photographs from magazines.

What do you like most about yourself? My sense of optimism. I'm Little Miss Brightside.

What's your go-to nail polish color? Black or blackish red (like OPI's Black Cherry Chutney).



Now -- tell me all about you!

What do you think of when you think of Philadelphia? Ben Franklin? The Liberty Bell? Rocky? Cheesesteak? A witch shooting milk out of her tits?

Philthadelphia got a little dirtier last weekend when Dana, Steve and Jerry came to visit. I can't believe how much we managed to squeeze into three days -- Pat's and Geno's, the Liberty Bell, the Mutter Museum, Reading Terminal Market, Olde City, Va La Winery, the NBA finals at Stadium Grille, tromping around nature and a mini True Blood season one marathon.

All in all, a great visit (despite the fact that their plane was ridiculously delayed and they ended up getting to my place at 3:00 a.m. -- dub, Southwest? Dub?) and I can't wait to see them again.



We started with The Great Philly Cheesesteak Taste-Off -- Pat's vs. Geno's. Our first stop was Geno's where the food was mediocre, the decor was touristy and garish and a framed photo of Sarah Palin made our collective stomachs turn. No bueno.



Then, we hit Pat's -- it's a little less flashy than Geno's, but the meat's better, the bread's better, the fries are better and there's no framed photos of halfwit politicians, so it was the obvious winner.



After checking out the Liberty Bell and learning that Ben Franklin was essentially a frat boy (all about beer, broads and farting, that dude...), we hit up the Mutter Museum. The museum is essentially a medical library founded by the Philadelphia College of Physicians and while small, is stocked with all sorts of crazy stuff -- paraphernalia on conjoined twins, creepy fetal skeletons, a nine-foot color containing 40lbs of fecal matter (too many cheesesteaks?) and books bound in human leather. Totally bizarre and totally awesome.



Looking at skulls and malignant tumors left us feeling peckish, so we hit the best lunch spot in the city -- Reading Terminal Market. I love this place. You can get crepes, dolmas, samosas, fresh produce, Amish goodies and BBQ ribs all under the same roof. What's not to like?!

In regards to the above picture, this is basically how it went down:

*CLICK*
Jerry: You know that's a garbage can, right?
Jaime: What? Oh, gross! You couldn't have told me before I licked it?
Jerry: It's funnier this way.

My friends are assholes.

I needed something to get the garbage can taste out of my mouth, so we went in search of a bar. A near impossible feat in Philly, right?



We ended up at Brownie's -- an Irish pub where the bartender was surly, the Tom Collins' were refreshing and the upstairs room was ours for the taking. We spent our time rocking out to The Faces, Better Than Ezra, Guns 'N Roses, Michael Jackson, Marvin Gaye and The Dropkick Murphys, playing darts, pool and basically acting like idiots. It was awesome.



Then, Dana and I got into a bar brawl with some dude named Bruce Banner. You wouldn't like us when we're angry....

After a day of Irish pubs and comic book stores, we decided to do something a little more sophisticated, so we headed to Avondale to the Va La Winery.



It was pretty sweet. Especially when Dana and I heard the magic words -- "Let me get you some more cheese."



Yeah, wine is pretty magical.

As I said before, it was a fantastic trip and it really made me miss living near my best friends. Everything from big stuff like wandering museums to little things like listening to truly awful music on the radio. Even though I live 1000 miles away from them, I am so incredibly lucky to have people like this in my life. So damn lucky and so damn loved.

...When The Livin's Easy

This weekend: Drag Me To Hell, quality time at Ikea (this girl loves her Swedish homegoods), a 80s Pop Show by The Autumn Society of Philadelphia at Brave New Worlds, a midnight 35mm print screening of Ghostbusters at The Ritz at the Bourse and quality time in Downtown West Chester.

Next weekend -- Dana, Steve and The Best Friend will be in town, so I'll be spending some quality time at Independence Hall, National Mechanics' and in South Philly trying to convince the boys that if they eat a cheesesteak from both Pat's and Geno's in the same afternoon, their colons will explode with a fury not seen since Mount St. Helens blew up in 1980.

We're also thinking about hitting Adventure Aquarium in Camden and planning a trip for our anniversary in July.

Summer '09 looks like it might just be the best one yet....

One Reason To Inhale A Bottle of Xanax

Dan just emailed me this thoroughly depressing though:

"Neither Brooke Hogan, nor her friend who is “really smart”, know who the Vice President is.

And they both have way more money than us.

We fail at life."