<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:01:06.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>seekaltroutes</title><subtitle type='html'>BEACON STREET CONST ... EXPECT DELAYS ... SEEK ALT ROUTES
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-111396545231890204</id><published>2005-04-19T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T22:53:54.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: Re: re: Autoresponse (fwd)</title><summary type='text'>&lt;snark&gt; &lt;witty comment&gt; &lt;link stolen from more popular site&gt; &lt;snark&gt; &lt;Rabelaisian witticism delivered with inappropriate sexual connotation&gt; &lt;exhaustion&gt; &lt;unfunny snark, later edited out but never removed because of Blogger code glitch&gt; &lt;rant fueled by job frustration, summarily deleted&gt; &lt;failure of medium&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/111396545231890204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=111396545231890204' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/111396545231890204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/111396545231890204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2005/04/fwd-re-re-autoresponse-fwd.html' title='Fwd: Re: re: Autoresponse (fwd)'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-111267133579055865</id><published>2005-04-04T23:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T20:52:13.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is bullshit that M.I.A. is touring under the aegis of Clear Channel. You can’t shut up about how awesome your terrorist father is, but you sell tickets to your tour exclusively through the corporation that broadcasts Fox News to 60% of the country and also owns Rush Limbaugh and Dr. Laura? Whatever.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/111267133579055865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=111267133579055865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/111267133579055865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/111267133579055865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2005/04/it-is-bullshit-that-m.html' title=''/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-111629000281424998</id><published>2004-12-01T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T20:36:32.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want Candy?</title><summary type='text'>Hurrah, Daily Candy has come to the 617 (as of 12/1). Now we, too, can willingly be bombarded with watercolor-bedecked spam emails about little-known, tragically overpriced boutiques and spas!....I'm sure Low Culture can't wait. OK, fine, despite its pretentions, Daily Candy isn't entirely unbearable. But face it, this is not the biggest nor most underground city in the world, folks. What can DC </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/111629000281424998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=111629000281424998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/111629000281424998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/111629000281424998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-want-candy.html' title='I Want Candy?'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-111628909972461374</id><published>2004-10-28T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T20:39:59.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fox on Sox</title><summary type='text'>     Go Sox     Fox News, don't get the wrong idea: I still unapologetically loathe you for being the official mouthpiece of a gay-hating, truth-bashing administration. But just this once, you done good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/111628909972461374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=111628909972461374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/111628909972461374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/111628909972461374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/10/fox-on-sox.html' title='Fox on Sox'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-108601978656182649</id><published>2004-04-22T12:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T12:30:52.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Hiatus</title><summary type='text'>Hôrê men poleôn muthôn, Hôrê de kai hupnou.There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.~The Odyssey, XI.379 (Nekuia)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/108601978656182649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=108601978656182649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108601978656182649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108601978656182649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/04/on-hiatus.html' title='On Hiatus'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-108249858998166209</id><published>2004-04-20T17:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T18:15:03.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaysian v. Gaijin</title><summary type='text'>Me Chinese, me play joke, me put failed racist humor in your upwardly mobile men's lifestyle magazine and try to pass it off as homophobic chic!Details—perhaps the world's most famous closeted magazine (think of it as the Tom Cruise of the Condé Nast empire)—has come under fire from Asians recently for a piece (featured in their latest issue, out now) called 'Gay or Asian?' [.jpg of magazine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/108249858998166209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=108249858998166209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108249858998166209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108249858998166209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/04/gaysian-v-gaijin.html' title='Gaysian v. &lt;em&gt;Gaijin&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-108180990047043660</id><published>2004-04-12T18:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T19:06:17.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherished Spring Tradition #37: The Easter Egg  Witch Hunt</title><summary type='text'>I was all set to raise this blog from the dead on Sunday, in honor of Easter, but I got a little tripped up by all the Christian "fuzzy math" and had to ditch the idea. Q.v.: tradition/Mel Gibson tells us that Jesus was hung out to die by the filthy Jews on Good Friday, then "on the third day he rose again." Nowadays some celebrate that resurrection on Easter Sunday, but that's not quite right, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/108180990047043660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=108180990047043660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108180990047043660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108180990047043660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/04/cherished-spring-tradition-37-easter.html' title='Cherished Spring Tradition #37: The &lt;strike&gt;&lt;font color=gray&gt;Easter Egg&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;  Witch Hunt'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-108057733287630344</id><published>2004-03-29T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T11:49:50.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Queers in Heaven</title><summary type='text'>I was all set to post today about this hilarious movie I saw this weekend, called Don't Ask Don't Tell (newly, ahem, out on DVD). The director and writer of the film redubbed the awful low-budget 1950s sci-fi alien invasion flick Killers from Space, inserting new scenes to transform the film into a tale of a secret government agency intent on eradicating homosexuality from the military—until a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/108057733287630344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=108057733287630344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108057733287630344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108057733287630344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/queers-in-heaven.html' title='Queers in Heaven'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-108024913852984520</id><published>2004-03-25T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T19:52:19.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anal Seepage (And Other Leaks), Part II</title><summary type='text'>!!! This entry will be on a five-second delay because it features Janet Jackson. Mature audiences only !!!So last time I mentioned that I've been digging some music that hasn't come out yet, because I'm a pompous dickwad who likes to brag and pretend I'm a total indie-rock asshole when in reality I'm just another disgruntled cubicle-bound apparatchik....Anyhoo, now for the reviews, eh? Up first</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/108024913852984520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=108024913852984520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108024913852984520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108024913852984520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/anal-seepage-and-other-leaks-part-ii.html' title='Anal Seepage (And Other Leaks), Part II'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-108022933477378213</id><published>2004-03-25T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T16:44:30.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love Song of G. W. Bush [UPDATED 5PM]</title><summary type='text'>"Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a filthy welfare mother etherized upon an abortion clinic's table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets  The muttering retreats Of restless nights in one-night cheap Park Plaza hotels And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells Streets that follow like a tedious argument Of insidious intent To lead</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/108022933477378213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=108022933477378213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108022933477378213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108022933477378213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/love-song-of-g-w-bush-updated-5pm.html' title='The Love Song of G. W. Bush [UPDATED 5PM]'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-108018885017221953</id><published>2004-03-24T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T23:41:18.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anal Seepage (And Other Leaks), Part I</title><summary type='text'>Remember all the brouhaha a few years ago over Olestra? You know, the hidden ingredient in low-fat potato chips that actually caused cancer as well as copious amounts of anal seepage ("fecal urgency," as the site calls it)? Speaking of the butt squirts, remember also the shitstorm surrounding aspartame, the carcinogen found in Diet Coke? (Diet Coke, better known as crack for sorority girls. Dude,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/108018885017221953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=108018885017221953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108018885017221953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108018885017221953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/anal-seepage-and-other-leaks-part-i.html' title='Anal Seepage (And Other Leaks), Part I'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-108009628296660888</id><published>2004-03-23T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T22:41:34.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Font (of) Knowledge</title><summary type='text'>Something that's always irked my inner snob/typesetter is that the unbearably unfunny Everybody Loves Raymond dares to use the New Yorker's typeface in its logo and credits—just compare these New Yorker cover logos with this Raymond-logo hat. Now, I disdain the snotty attitude of David Remnick et al. and love Us Weekly as much as the next pop whore, but !as if! Raymond could even begin to compare</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/108009628296660888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=108009628296660888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108009628296660888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/108009628296660888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/font-of-knowledge.html' title='Font (of) Knowledge'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107997290725898503</id><published>2004-03-22T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T21:24:02.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bearded Clams</title><summary type='text'>Where can you get the best bearded clam in the city? Just head downtown. A ha ha ha hahahahaha! Sadly, our topic today is not nether-region synonyms but the prestigious James Beard Awards, a.k.a. the culinary Oscars. Nominations were announced last Thursday, with various chefs, cookbook authors, restaurateurs, wine stewards, and even a few bloggers vying for top honors in everything from Best </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107997290725898503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107997290725898503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107997290725898503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107997290725898503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/bearded-clams.html' title='Bearded Clams'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107982804501506743</id><published>2004-03-20T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T19:35:36.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal Sunshine</title><summary type='text'>I'm not talking about the gorgeous weather we're having here in the Northeast. (Yes, today is the first day of Spring!) I'm of course speaking of the fabulous Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, which opened yesterday to near-unanimous critical praise. [Watch the trailer here] So oh god. It was amazing. I admit I was doubtful at first: it stars the unbearable Jim Carrey (Ace Ventura), it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107982804501506743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107982804501506743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107982804501506743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107982804501506743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/eternal-sunshine.html' title='Eternal Sunshine'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107965887552155377</id><published>2004-03-18T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T20:36:00.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Feeling Lucky</title><summary type='text'>Are you really, now?Yesterday marked the end of this year's famed South by Southwest Festival (well, the tech portion, at least). Once just another burial ground for unwatchable indie films, SXSW has become one of the most influential and prescient music festivals in the country: both Bollywood-hating, sitar-spurning, Grammy-hoarding Norah Jones and hair-metal nostalgia act The Darkness were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107965887552155377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107965887552155377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107965887552155377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107965887552155377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/im-feeling-lucky.html' title='I&apos;m Feeling Lucky'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107945215658859818</id><published>2004-03-16T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T16:26:17.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangers With Cupcakes (and Peeps)</title><summary type='text'>The syntax-challenged industry rag The Hollywood Reporter, uh, reports that Gotham super-couple Matthew Broderick and Sarah Jessica Parker will star in an upcoming movie version of Strangers with Candy, the wickedly warped and hee-fawking-larious sitcom created by and starring comic geniuses Amy Sedaris and Daily Show/Mr. Goodwrench regular Stephen Colbert. (The show's over, but you can still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107945215658859818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107945215658859818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107945215658859818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107945215658859818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/strangers-with-cupcakes-and-peeps.html' title='Strangers With Cupcakes (and Peeps)'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107940446940337067</id><published>2004-03-15T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T22:04:54.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenny From The Block West Bronx Riverfront Revival District</title><summary type='text'>Don't worry, this isn't about Jennifer Lopez. But it is about claiming to live in New York City yet never leaving, oh let's say, theoretically, a five-block radius on the Upper West Side &lt;ahem&gt;So anyway, I thought it was just happenstance that one of New York City's countless subway lines is named the J/Z. But considering that J/Z the subway runs right past the Marcy projects, where Jay-Z the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107940446940337067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107940446940337067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107940446940337067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107940446940337067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/jenny-from-block-west-bronx-riverfront.html' title='Jenny From &lt;strike&gt;&lt;font color=#555555&gt;The Block&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;em&gt;West Bronx Riverfront Revival District&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107910759381079839</id><published>2004-03-12T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T11:12:16.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Links</title><summary type='text'>These should keep you busy for the weekend while I'm gone.I actually groaned aloud while reading about yesterday's subway bombings in Madrid. When I was there for 2 weeks, the apartment I lived in was right at the Atocha subway stop, which was ground zero for the blasts.No means yes? I am so totally confused by yesterday's vote to ban gay marriage. As if the whole situation weren't enough of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107910759381079839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107910759381079839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107910759381079839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107910759381079839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/random-links.html' title='Random Links'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107904051446963937</id><published>2004-03-11T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T16:40:12.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Ground</title><summary type='text'>Notes from my lunchtime trip to the Boston Common (a.k.a. gay marriage ground zero), just 1hr. before the Legislature went into session at 2pm: I step off the train at Park St. and am faced with a family of 5 covered in yellow stickers saying Support MA &amp; PA. At first I think these are in favor of gay rights—i.e. support the Supreme Judicial Court of Massachusetts...and Pennsylvania (must've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107904051446963937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107904051446963937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107904051446963937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107904051446963937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/common-ground.html' title='Common Ground'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107902739207848586</id><published>2004-03-11T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T12:53:21.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Me</title><summary type='text'>Not much going on around work today, so it's just gay gay gay all the time. Let's talk briefly about the most deluded folks on the planet—the gay Republicans. So you're a "gay Republican" because you're socially liberal yet fiscally conservative, plus you smoke pole....Uh, too bad the Rethuglican party is neither socially liberal (not even centrist) nor fiscally conservative (not any more), nor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107902739207848586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107902739207848586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107902739207848586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107902739207848586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/mary-me.html' title='Mary Me'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107901627368528377</id><published>2004-03-11T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T09:47:43.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Gays Are Here Again</title><summary type='text'>It's that time of the month again—time for the Mass. State Legislature to meet once more and have a friendly little chat about the homos. I can't believe all these bigwig politicos are taking time out of their busy busy pork-barreling schedules on account of li'l ole me. Like, I'm blushing! I just can't help it, I lurve it when a bunch of straight people get together to decide how much gay people</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107901627368528377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107901627368528377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107901627368528377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107901627368528377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/happy-gays-are-here-again.html' title='Happy Gays Are Here Again'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107893039310307230</id><published>2004-03-10T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T10:15:42.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Witchy Woman</title><summary type='text'>Though she no longer, uh, espouses Scientology, it seems Nicole Kidman still has an interest in marginalized quasi-religious pagan cults: she's all set to play the evil White Witch—the bitch ice queen who seduces young boys with candy and plunges Narnia into an eternal winter—in a movie adaptation of C.S. Lewis's The Lion, The Witch, &amp; The Wardrobe***, one of the famous books from that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107893039310307230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107893039310307230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107893039310307230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107893039310307230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/witchy-woman.html' title='Witchy Woman'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107884505069350360</id><published>2004-03-09T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T10:21:53.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twat in the Hat</title><summary type='text'>...And no, I'm not talkin about this picture of Paris Hilton. I'm talkin about how last week we all forgot to celebrate the 100th birthday of Dr. Seuss, which was exactly one week ago today (March 2, 1904). To celebrate, the Seuss estate encourages everyone to go hop on their pop. Eww!Anyway, the NEA has a lenghty Seuss biography, while the BBC honors the artist formerly known as Geisel by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107884505069350360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107884505069350360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107884505069350360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107884505069350360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/twat-in-hat.html' title='Twat in the Hat'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107876712797799146</id><published>2004-03-08T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T12:49:08.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Child's Play</title><summary type='text'>Inspired by the great Raffi-spoofing "Marge vs. Singles, Seniors, Childless Couples and Teens, and Gays (SSCCATAG)" Simpsons episode that rerun last night, our topic today is children's music. So let's start with Radiohead. How the hell did they get so big? They're overwrought, totally depressing, absolutely impenetrable, and only enjoyed by graduate students—pretty much like every other major </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107876712797799146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107876712797799146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107876712797799146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107876712797799146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/childs-play.html' title='Child&apos;s Play'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107850558292132347</id><published>2004-03-05T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T16:54:51.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Oscar Thoughts - UPDATED 5pm</title><summary type='text'>I know, I'm way too late on the Oscar wrap-up, and anyway everyone knows you're not truly a blogger until you've blogged the Oscars live/in progress. But hey, I was still on sabbatical/getting my chakras scrubbed when it all went down, so this will have to suffice.First lets get poor, poor, sexy Scarlett Johansson out of the way. Like Rodney Dangerfield, she still gets no respect, as once again</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107850558292132347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107850558292132347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107850558292132347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107850558292132347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/belated-oscar-thoughts-updated-5pm.html' title='Belated Oscar Thoughts - UPDATED 5pm'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107841975026153420</id><published>2004-03-04T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T12:08:33.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bitch is Back</title><summary type='text'>After my week-long sabbatical, I was prepared to come back all apologetic and regretful and begging forgiveness for my travel-, sickness-, and work-induced absence. But it actually turns out that randomly abandoning your blog and returning unannounced sometime in the future is now the hot new thing to do. Gadget guru Pete Rojas  Peter F. Rojas AB '97 has just up and left Gizmodo, the blog whose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107841975026153420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107841975026153420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107841975026153420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107841975026153420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/03/bitch-is-back.html' title='The Bitch is Back'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107785586214319429</id><published>2004-02-26T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T23:37:25.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Hits of the 80s, 90s, And Today</title><summary type='text'>Don't get too excited, but this is the most personal and private thing I've ever written about in my blog: yesterday I bought one of those hyper-trendy leather cuffs. ....It was on clearance, alright? And it's really small! It's probably not even real leather! And it's sur—OK, why don't I wait while you finish laughing....Right. So I bought this cuff. I swear it's not because I've suddenly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107785586214319429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107785586214319429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107785586214319429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107785586214319429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/best-hits-of-80s-90s-and-today.html' title='The Best Hits of the 80s, 90s, And Today'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107777566082488069</id><published>2004-02-26T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T01:31:40.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Variety: Fag Slags Mag Hag For Rag Lag</title><summary type='text'>It's filthy, yet impossible to resist. It's full of nothing but lies, yet you keep coming back. Everyone you know loves it, but no one would ever admit so in public. Is it a Lifetime movie? An ex-boyfriend? V.C. Andrews? Masturbating in the afternoon? Duran Duran's Rio? The answers are yes, sometimes, yes, hell yes, and muthaFUCKA hellll yes, but I'm actually thinking of Us Weekly. Friends, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107777566082488069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107777566082488069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107777566082488069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107777566082488069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/variety-fag-slags-mag-hag-for-rag-lag.html' title='Variety: Fag Slags Mag Hag For Rag Lag'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107766709697117860</id><published>2004-02-24T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T19:10:41.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickled Grey</title><summary type='text'>Next week is Super Tuesday, but this week it's Grey Tuesday, a bit of online civil disobedience wherein websites turn grey and/or host mp3s of DJ Danger Mouse's excellent Grey Album to protest the artistically stifling/deadening effects of evil corporate copyright law. Danger Mouse made the Grey Album (a carnival twist-up of the Beatles' White Album and Jay-Z's Black Album) with no intention of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107766709697117860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107766709697117860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107766709697117860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107766709697117860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/tickled-grey.html' title='Tickled Grey'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107765335994338078</id><published>2004-02-24T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T15:12:53.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week [2/23 - 2/29]</title><summary type='text'>Is this my last "this week" post? I start working next week, so I might never have fun ever again.Monday (2/23): Calvin Klein Sample Sale | Museum of Sex, 10am [NYC]Tuesday (2/24): NBC actually bothers to air Frasier, 9pm [NBC]Wednesday (2/25): Aardvark Orchestra premieres Big Dig jazz symphony 'Dig the Dig,' 10pm [Regattabar]Thursday (2/26): Kitchen Stories, 5:30pm [Brattle]Friday (2/27): </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107765335994338078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107765335994338078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107765335994338078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107765335994338078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/this-week-223-229.html' title='This Week [2/23 - 2/29]'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107725549046147446</id><published>2004-02-20T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T00:40:51.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower the People You Love</title><summary type='text'>No blogging expected until I'm back in town on Monday. How will you cope with the boredom of a blogless life? I know when I feel listless and untethered, I like to randomly buy wedding gifts for C-list celebrities. And how convenient! Tori Spelling has registered online at Williams-Sonoma (just like Gemini's Twin!) in honor of her impending nuptials. And looka here! Debra Messing has registered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107725549046147446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107725549046147446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107725549046147446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107725549046147446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/shower-people-you-love.html' title='Shower the People You Love'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107721194741283748</id><published>2004-02-19T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T13:00:13.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnaval</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow marks the official start of Carnaval—Carnivale, Carnival, whatever the hell you want to call the 5-day orgy of excess leading up to Fat Tuesday (Mardi Gras) and the start of Lent. (Ahh, Lent: Do you think 40 days is enough for the Catholic Church to atone for their sins this year? Me either.) In Rio, it all officially begins with the mayor handing the keys of the city (at around 3pm) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107721194741283748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107721194741283748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107721194741283748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107721194741283748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/carnaval.html' title='Carnaval'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107712558644647275</id><published>2004-02-18T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T22:17:49.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Word....Plastics</title><summary type='text'>Unless you do something other than read weblogs all day (as if!), you've probably already heard about how Barbie and Ken are breaking up. [via LYD] Yeah yeah yeah, so it's all a big publicity stunt: how different is that from most flesh-and-blood relationships? Anyway, Ken's mum on his future plans, Barbie's goin back to Cali to Cali to go all surfer chick (how 2002 of her!), and there's even a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107712558644647275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107712558644647275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107712558644647275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107712558644647275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/one-wordplastics.html' title='One Word....Plastics'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107704844120701753</id><published>2004-02-17T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T19:21:33.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame Canada!</title><summary type='text'>Is it possible for Dave Eggers to suck any harder? Q.v.:Have you heard the news of how a glitch on Amazon.ca (Amazon for Canucks) accidentally revealed the identities of anonymous reviewers on the site? Whoops! This wouldn't be real news except for the fact that some of the folks posting as "a reader from Poughkeepsie" were  actually leading literary lights  (that includes Mr. Eggers) going </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107704844120701753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107704844120701753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107704844120701753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107704844120701753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/blame-canada.html' title='&lt;img src=&quot;http://g-images.amazon.com/images/G/01/x-locale/common/customer-reviews/stars-2-0.gif&quot;&gt;Blame Canada!'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107700209027222636</id><published>2004-02-17T02:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T02:38:48.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back On The Chain Gang</title><summary type='text'>I know, I know, everyone's bummed to be back to the daily grind after the long weekend, and the recent Valentine's Day probably left some of you feeling so sad and lonely, and the rest of you totally exhausted. But hey, I can't help it if you're tired after this weekend's love marathon—I mean, it's not my fault that a $100 meal was all it took to get you to agree to anal....Uh, yeah. So you've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107700209027222636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107700209027222636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107700209027222636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107700209027222636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/back-on-chain-gang.html' title='Back On The Chain Gang'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107695233080067923</id><published>2004-02-16T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T12:37:33.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week [2/16 - 2/22]</title><summary type='text'>My (unemployed schlub) days are numbered, so I've got to cram in as much random traveling, frivolous overspending, and excessive boozing as I can in the next 14 days.....Monday (2/16): Snow Patrol, 10pm [TT's]Tuesday (2/17): Queer Eye returns, 10pm [Bravo]Wednesday (2/18): The O.C. Drinking Game!, 9pm [FOX]Thursday (2/19): Vintage Krispy Kreme shirt arrives, 3pm [eBay]Friday (2/20): Fung </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107695233080067923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107695233080067923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107695233080067923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107695233080067923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/this-week-216-222.html' title='This Week [2/16 - 2/22]'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107689057420060514</id><published>2004-02-15T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T19:21:00.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other White Meat</title><summary type='text'>I bet that title made you think this was gonna be about Asian people!The grocery store down the street from my apartment always has interesting specials, and this President's Day they have one of their best specials yet: a buy one, get one free deal on half-hams, meaning in effect that if you buy half a pig they'll throw in the other half for free. OK, any butcher will tell you that's not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107689057420060514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107689057420060514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107689057420060514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107689057420060514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/other-white-meat.html' title='The Other White Meat'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107678120867308626</id><published>2004-02-14T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T13:11:21.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>V.D.</title><summary type='text'>Yay! Today is February 14th, a.k.a. V.D.—a whole day devoted to celebrating venereal disease! But what confuses me is that February 14th is the Feast of St. Valentine, yet the patron saint of venereal disease is actually Fiacre, whose feast day is August 30th. I guess the Catholic Church has a lot more to worry about these days. Anyway, I'ma head down to Chinatown tonight and get me some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107678120867308626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107678120867308626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107678120867308626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107678120867308626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/vd.html' title='V.D.'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107669897640266065</id><published>2004-02-13T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T14:36:32.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Shoulder</title><summary type='text'>Sorry, I know, the Oscars are like so three weeks ago; but Miramax blowhard/M&amp;M addict Harvey Weinstein—the rich but gropy uncle of the Hollywood family—just can't seem to let it go. Harv's frothing at the mouth over Cold Mountain being "snubbed" by Oscar...because being the year's 3rd-most nominated film is definitely a snub. In related news, Harvey Weinstein's wife said in an interview that he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107669897640266065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107669897640266065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107669897640266065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107669897640266065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/cold-shoulder.html' title='&lt;em&gt;Cold&lt;/em&gt; Shoulder'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107664303683553233</id><published>2004-02-12T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T12:45:05.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Listmania!</title><summary type='text'>Wha, 2 posts in 1 day? W00t! Well, sometimes I like to kick it old skool (i.e. 2 weeks ago when I first started blogging and posted 2-3 times daily). Too bad this is the recurring post I know everybody hates.....5 things I'm enjoying this week:1. Cidade de Deus (City of God) [Watch the Trailer] [Buy It]Finally saw this with subtitles. Holy shit. I first saw it in Rio before my Portuguese was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107664303683553233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107664303683553233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107664303683553233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107664303683553233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/listmania_12.html' title='Listmania!'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107661533737276586</id><published>2004-02-12T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T23:07:23.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey Says</title><summary type='text'>It's that time of year again: leave snarky and unprintable comments at the online Zagat survey (that's zuh-GAT; here's pronounciation help) and get your free copy of the guide everybody loves to hate (thanks Kathy). And dunna you worry: Your expletive-laced diatribes against The Wrap may not make it to print, but there's still a place for them in Tim and Nina Zagat's heart (or there would be if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107661533737276586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107661533737276586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107661533737276586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107661533737276586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/survey-says.html' title='Survey Says'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107654044707074552</id><published>2004-02-11T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T01:13:06.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivy League Circle Jerks</title><summary type='text'>Meme-of-the-moment in the blog universe: Harvard students get approval to produce porn mag. Oh dear.  As far as I know, this new porn mag—which will be called H Bomb &lt;vomit&gt;—has no relation to the first-ever Ivy League porno, which was to be called The StaXXX &lt;double vomit&gt; and was prematurely shot at Yale in 1999 before serving as the basis for the Comedy Central-produced TV movie Porn 'n' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107654044707074552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107654044707074552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107654044707074552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107654044707074552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/ivy-league-circle-jerks.html' title='Ivy League Circle Jerks'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107643539556417836</id><published>2004-02-10T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T22:55:13.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris is Burning</title><summary type='text'>I mentioned in passing a few days ago that the creator of The Real World and a producer of The Simple Life, Mary-Ellis Bunim, had died recently. And just today I read that Bonnie Bogard, a "consulting producer" on The Simple Life (and the mastermind behind both Full House and Love Cruise), also died recently, just 2 days before her boss. Two Simple Life deaths? This just proves what I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107643539556417836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107643539556417836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107643539556417836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107643539556417836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/paris-is-burning.html' title='Paris is Burning'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107635244488890013</id><published>2004-02-09T13:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T00:34:48.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week [2/9 - 2/15]</title><summary type='text'>It's the start of TV Sweeps, so expect lots of stay-at-home action from me—and I do mean action:Monday 2/9:  Ephram loses his virginity on Everwood, 9pm [WB]Tuesday 2/10: Earrings of Madame de ..., 7pm [HFA]Wednesday 2/11: Seth loses his virginity on The O.C., 9pm [FOX]Thursday 2/12: Drag Parade with Sandra Bullock, Harvard Sq., 2pm [HP]Friday 2/13: The Shins, 7pm [Roxy]Saturday 2/14: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107635244488890013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107635244488890013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107635244488890013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107635244488890013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/this-week-29-215.html' title='This Week [2/9 - 2/15]'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107627068341465006</id><published>2004-02-08T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T15:22:50.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Body" Politic</title><summary type='text'>The media has really been yukking it up about the news that Jesse "The Body" Ventura will be teaching at Harvard this month. OK, I'm far from a Harvard apologist, but c'mon folks, he's just going to be a wussy IOP fellow leading a study group—he's not taking over Helen Vendler's University Professorship or something. And though "The Body" and I hardly agree on any issues (other than the joy we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107627068341465006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107627068341465006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107627068341465006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107627068341465006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/body-politic.html' title='&quot;The Body&quot; Politic'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107620632929395175</id><published>2004-02-07T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T01:31:10.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Justice</title><summary type='text'>Charles McKinley—the dude from New York who last September shipped himself in a box to Dallas to save money on airfare—has finally been brought to justice: he was fined $1500 and put under house arrest. [via Gothamist] Even dim Yahoo! gets the joke: the hefty fine is 3-4 times more than the cost of a New York-Dallas r/t plane ticket would have been. If only Alanis had thought of this! To me, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107620632929395175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107620632929395175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107620632929395175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107620632929395175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/texas-justice.html' title='Texas Justice'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107618411384310024</id><published>2004-02-07T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T15:20:09.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Filing Technique Is Unstoppable</title><summary type='text'>Yes, it's true, after weeks of agonizing  downloading porn  whining about not having a job while not really looking for one, gainful employment has found me. My new job starts in a week or so and runs first for a 3-month "evaluation period," after which they'll decide whether I'm worth it or not—so I may have to start all over again in May, while choking back tears. Pay's good, full benefits, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107618411384310024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107618411384310024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107618411384310024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107618411384310024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/my-new-filing-technique-is-unstoppable.html' title='My New Filing Technique Is Unstoppable'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107610107173205787</id><published>2004-02-06T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T03:04:58.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Fields Forever</title><summary type='text'>New York City is all a-frothing in twitterpation this weekend in honor of the anniversary of the Beatles's first panty-wetting arrival in America, which happened exactly 40 years ago today at JFK Airport. (Gothamist has all the Beatles-related partying details; here's a photo of The Day the Moptops Landed.) In my opinion, it seems dumb to commemorate a plane landing: I guess the arrival of Pan Am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107610107173205787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107610107173205787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107610107173205787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107610107173205787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/strawberry-fields-forever.html' title='Strawberry Fields Forever'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107603169836426827</id><published>2004-02-05T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T21:54:29.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Listmania!</title><summary type='text'>Once again, 5 things I'm enjoying this week—once again, an idea stolen from Boy's Briefs:1. A Day in the Life [www.adayinthelife.org]Fantastic photo blog where some random person from some random part of the world posts a random photo of their life every day for a week; different person each week. These aren't professional photographers, yet the week's worth of shots (almost) always end up a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107603169836426827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107603169836426827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107603169836426827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107603169836426827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/listmania.html' title='Listmania!'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107592247489560741</id><published>2004-02-04T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T14:54:06.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Judging a Book by Its Cover</title><summary type='text'>Before we begin: the Massachusetts Supreme Judicial Court ruled today that gay people who want to get married must be allowed to, uh, get married. Not civilly united, not domestically partnered, etc.—all people who want to get married should be allowed to get married. I know, it's so complicated! Interesting statistics at the end of the AP/Yahoo! article, showing Mass. tailing only D.C. and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107592247489560741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107592247489560741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107592247489560741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107592247489560741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/judging-book-by-its-cover.html' title='Judging a Book by Its Cover'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107583729499043752</id><published>2004-02-03T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T19:35:39.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls on Film</title><summary type='text'>Ooh, my first blind item—it's like Page Six, but gayer (as if that's possible!). There's been lots of chatter in the pink press recently about Latter Days, a newish indie movie about a closeted Mormon who discovers his flaming homodom and finds true love (plus plenty of hot, sweaty, gorgeously filmed mansex) all while on his mission in L.A.—this despite religious pressures and a nasty stint of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107583729499043752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107583729499043752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107583729499043752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107583729499043752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/girls-on-film.html' title='Girls on Film'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107576157990357149</id><published>2004-02-02T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T17:49:24.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week [2/2 - 2/8]</title><summary type='text'>New feature at seekaltroutes: What I'm Up To This Week. Each Monday I'll post a list of things I might be doing that week. Until I figure out how to trick CSS into letting me do things to the sidebar, there'll always be a link in the sidebar to the latest "This Week" post. Join me!Monday 2/2: Max Barry reads from cyberpunk'd novel Jennifer Government, 7pm [Booksmith]Tuesday 2/3: Jess returns </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107576157990357149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107576157990357149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107576157990357149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107576157990357149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/this-week-22-28.html' title='This Week [2/2 - 2/8]'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107574811117685729</id><published>2004-02-02T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T20:58:04.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Janet + Justin: A Night Without Armor</title><summary type='text'>If you think I'm going to write about Stupidbowl XXXVIII and Janet-Ms.-Jackson-If-You're-Nasty like all the other fawking sheeple on the Internet, you're wrong. If I see one more link to Li'l Kim at the VMAs I'll, uh, bust. But isn't it interesting that the homogays (a.k.a. La Bella Mafia) have the best coverage of this story, even though it is anathema to us with its talk of titties and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107574811117685729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107574811117685729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/janet-justin-night-without-armor.html' title='Janet + Justin: A Night Without Armor'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107568077769322680</id><published>2004-02-01T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T19:25:02.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lick Bush in '04</title><summary type='text'>Remaindered politicking....Having trouble deciding which Presidential hopeful is the one for you? I always let my wiener do the walking  "vote from below the belt" (as Gawker calls it), so come primary time, really my only choice is Vermont's Finest, beefcake Howard Dean. (Not convinced? This très Abercrombie shot should convince any waffling swing voters.) I mean come on guys, if we gotta have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107568077769322680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107568077769322680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107568077769322680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107568077769322680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/02/lick-bush-in-04.html' title='Lick Bush in &apos;04'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107557098938418665</id><published>2004-01-31T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T13:18:48.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bush + Dick Make Love Not War</title><summary type='text'>Great tidbit making the blog rounds about His Unelectableness the President. Speaking this month to the US Conference of Mayors (headed last year by Hizonnah Tom Menino of Boston), preznit give bad speaches let fly this stinker: "the illiteracy level of our children are appalling." It are appalling indeed! It are unpossible, even! (Via the brilliant Alas, A Blog, also a great spot for feminism- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107557098938418665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107557098938418665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107557098938418665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107557098938418665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/01/bush-dick-make-love-not-war.html' title='Bush + Dick Make Love Not War'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107550924452201788</id><published>2004-01-30T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T20:49:02.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Slutcake &amp; The Chocolate Starfish</title><summary type='text'>Remaindered from my Purple Pie Man image search (for the previous post)....OK, fine. We all took the red pill, we're all hyper-aware of the trappings of our PoMo world: Alanis isn't ironic but The Carpenters are, new clothes are cheap but cheap-looking clothes are expensive, etc. And kids these days! In this post-punk day and age, all wide-eyed children's programming is actually secretly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107550924452201788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107550924452201788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107550924452201788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107550924452201788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/01/strawberry-slutcake-chocolate-starfish.html' title='Strawberry Slutcake &amp; The Chocolate Starfish'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107542791252295338</id><published>2004-01-29T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T00:55:02.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm, Lemony</title><summary type='text'>Gothamist reports1 on the upcoming movie version of nerd ur-text The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Woohoo! (No word on how exactly Gothamist got its info, but I'm in no position to doubt blogs read by more than 3 people. If it's on the Internet, it must be true.) The casting is great. Aside from her appropriately space-age-kooky name, Zooey Deschanel is just so alt and pixie, which there just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107542791252295338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107542791252295338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107542791252295338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107542791252295338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/01/mmm-lemony.html' title='Mmm, Lemony'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107535528103057523</id><published>2004-01-29T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T00:56:54.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to HaloScan, you can now leave comments on posts, complete with wacky smilies! Please do so, even on old posts. I'm taking bets on how long it takes until the comment-spamming bots take over.Sadly, this now means seekaltroutes is no longer 100% JavaScript Free, which is not only sad in a geekout way but also means I have completely and utterly failed John Kusch, a blogger whose writing I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107535528103057523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107535528103057523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107535528103057523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107535528103057523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/01/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107534693690345835</id><published>2004-01-28T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T23:09:32.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it eBay</title><summary type='text'>Dirty, dirty doings at eBay these days. OK, part of it is that I finally figured out how to access eBay's "Mature Audiences" auctions: I was wondering for the longest time why when I would get drunk and search for "TWAT" all that would come up was a bunch of fawking rocks from The Wet Agate Trader (T.W.A.T....get it? [groan]). Now I can finally get my hot little hands on Wash West's rockin porn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107534693690345835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107534693690345835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107534693690345835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107534693690345835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-did-it-ebay.html' title='I did it eBay'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-10753068345960268</id><published>2004-01-28T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T11:41:52.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Listmania!</title><summary type='text'>Ah, the Weekly List—an Internet meme as old as Al Gore himself. The following is partly inspired by the love-to-hate-it Boy's Briefs Weekly Top Five.1. Cold Mountain Soundtrack [Review]The movie is tedious stunt-casted crap, but the soundtrack is something else: haunting and Appalachian (but not in a Deliverance kind of way), with some old-time shape-note singing and a handful of dark </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/10753068345960268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=10753068345960268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/10753068345960268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/10753068345960268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/01/listmania.html' title='Listmania!'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107523412296976062</id><published>2004-01-27T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T15:38:27.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanto Tempo</title><summary type='text'>Today marks the one-year anniversary of my too-short trip to Brazil.  I had some truly harrowing experiences there: wrestling an alligator in piranha-infested waters; taking an overnight bus ride with a machete-wielding serial killer; enduring an all-night binge with two closeted, coked-out Norwegian surfers; getting trapped on horseback in the middle of a cattle stampede; accidentally getting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107523412296976062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107523412296976062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107523412296976062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107523412296976062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/01/tanto-tempo.html' title='Tanto Tempo'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107522817754287834</id><published>2004-01-27T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T15:37:50.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scarlet Letter</title><summary type='text'>What's up with the Scarlett Johannson backlash? Love her! And those ta-tas?! Yet as Gothamist notes, in their Golden Globes acceptance speeches neither Bill Murray nor Sofia Coppola bothered to thank Scarlett, the girl who is so awesome she single-handedly jump-started their dreamy little pedophile fantasy with her ass.** And now the even more useless Oscars have snubbed Scarlett as well, in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107522817754287834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107522817754287834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107522817754287834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107522817754287834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/01/scarlet-letter.html' title='The Scarlet Letter'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107516692556896121</id><published>2004-01-26T20:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T15:38:56.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twat A Wonderful World</title><summary type='text'>Trends, fashion, Von Dutch hats, minorities du jour—oh how to keep up with it all? I mean, ok: first Tina Brown—somehow unaware of her own obsolescence—said that orange was the new black. Then The O.C. waltzed in one summer evening and declared that pink+brown was the new black. Then somehow Justin Trousersnake became the new black: not only did the born-and-bred honkey win a "Music of Black </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107516692556896121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107516692556896121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107516692556896121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107516692556896121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/01/twat-wonderful-world.html' title='Twat A Wonderful World'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6384664.post-107509689545993203</id><published>2004-01-26T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T15:39:16.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TEST: I have a dream</title><summary type='text'>Born so close to MLK Day, it's only appropriate that seekaltroutes begins with a dream. For the past month, I've repeatedly been having vivid REM encounters with slinky Choire Sicha, "Corey to his friends" and current editor of Gawker. These dream tableaux are (sadly) non-sexual, though they do involve cooking. Regardless, I obviously have blog on the mind. Recent blog-prompting from a friend (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/feeds/107509689545993203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6384664&amp;postID=107509689545993203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107509689545993203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6384664/posts/default/107509689545993203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seekaltroutes.blogspot.com/2004/01/test-i-have-dream.html' title='TEST: I have a dream'/><author><name>seekaltroutes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953916603065542949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/4582240_3d190d4efb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
