My current mix tape looks a little like this:
Movies recently watched and loved:
Holiday — Cary Grant, Katharine Hepburn “Is this where the club meets?” Yes, any day. Such chemistry!
Arsenic and Old Lace — Cary Grant again, what can I say? I know what I like.
War Dance — beautiful documentary on the children of Uganda and their national music contest
TV show currently watching and loving:
Brothers & Sisters — tv simply doesn’t get better for me than this program. I want to be a Walker.
Books:
Ug, still stuck on Blindness. I need to get past this. I’ve got Lacuna waiting for me, and the Pioneer Woman in town tomorrow night with her new cookbook! Not to mention that giant new stack from friends. Something tells me I need to spend less time with my new boyfriend Cary.
Music:
Two words — Norah. Jones. My goodness, this woman is magical. I could listen to her albums back to back for the rest of my life and feel like I’m not missing out on a single thing. (And while we are at it, how fabulous are that dress and dog?)
Podcasts:
I need some new suggestions. I’m back to being a gym rat (this time of year greatly reduces my courage to run alone around Tempe Town Lake. It’s dark. And scary.) So, I’ve got 6-8 hours a week of podcasts I need to load to keep myself entertained and not feeling like a spandexed hampster on a wheel. (The new gym is an anthropology doctorate waiting to be written. Let’s just say as I roll in with one eye still shut and my hair in a giant messy bun on the top of my head — truly lucky if my socks match — there are super stylish women in the salon downstairs getting “blown out” for their workday and others sipping on $6 protein shakes in the cafe across the way. Toto, I don’t think we’re at the YMCA anymore.) So, as I huff it in my high school swimming t-shirts and stretchy shorts, I prefer to feel like I’m learning something in lieu of joining the masses in watching FOX news on the giant TVs. Suggestions? Podcasts you love? I’m hooked to Splendid Table, The Moth, This American Life, Speaking of Faith and my buddy JO.
C’est tout,
K