Thursday, July 28, 2011

Mouseo Is Dead

Last week, I reported seeing a mouse in my house, to my horror and dismay. Today, I'm happy to report that I GOT THE BASTARD.




So I put him outside by my front door so that my friend/co-worker Mimi could come and free him because she said it's more humane. Since he's not a human, and he ate my dress, I don't care what happens to him, but I at least gave her the chance.



When she found out that freeing him meant pulling his glue-saturated skin off, she gave up and I put him in a trash bag. He's probably roasting right now in the 100-degree heat. I'm not laughing about this, but I don't care either.

Good riddance!

Insana

Friday, July 22, 2011

Mouseo Must Die

I went into my garage today, where I keep a lot of clothes, and saw this on the bottom of one of my dresses.



I thought, wtf happened to my dress?




Must have been a mouse, I thought. Mice eat cotton? Word? It must die. So I set these glue traps out so that I don't bloody up my house. Yes, by the way, although that dress was in the garage, I saw it inside the house. Level 10 mortification.




Hopefully, there will be an update soon,


Insana

Thursday, July 21, 2011

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Sunday, July 17, 2011

Happy Birthday Bert & Ernie

One year ago, two awesome red-eared slider boys were born and showed up at my house asking if they could crash. Their names were Bert & Ernie. They were only the size of quarters at the time, so I thought, why not?

Ernie was always shy.



While Bert was always outgoing...



...and the thinker of the pair.



Well it's been a year, and Bert and Ernie are still living together, and still getting along. They've even gotten a new house, six months ago, after outgrowing their old one. Now they're the size of your palm.



They're still young yet. They love to eat shrimp and hate to eat their veggies.



They like waterfalls and long walks on their beach.



Although smaller than Ernie, Bert is still the outgoing one.



And Ernie is still painfully shy.



But they are healthy and seem to be happy. Here's to many more years to come, Bert & Ernie!



Insana

Friday, July 15, 2011

Truckeroo!!

Check out my photos from Truckeroo, a monthly festival held June thru October at the corner of Half St. and M St., SE showcasing food trucks from the Washington, DC area. 20-25 Food Trucks participate from 11 am to 11 pm, and there's live music and free admission.



Thursday, July 14, 2011

Viva Riva! @ the West End Cinema

Last night, I saw Viva Riva! at the West End Cinema at 2301 M Street, NW DC. The film is about a young man named Riva from The Republic of the Congo, where the movie was filmed, who returns home after a long stay in Angola with lots of money and confidence to match. Riva has seemingly made his tiny fortune from the stealing and selling of fuel, the current object of desire, demonstrated by scores of gasless cars scattered about the town of Kinshasa. Whoever has fuel is king, and everyone wants to be king.





But Riva doesn't just want fuel, he wants Nora, the girlfriend of the notorious town gangster, Azor. Azor wants fuel too, and so does everyone else. Riva's got fuel. So everyone really wants Riva.

No, it's not cocaine or heroin, but it's a good plot, no? Greed is greed. And I think that's what made me see this film, and why others mistakenly dub it the "African Scarface". Scarface it is not. However, I'm willing to bet it's the closest thing to Scarface The Republic of the Congo's got to offer.




See the gangster above, in the white sportscoat? He reminded me of Kadeem Hardison pretending to be a gangster. Which is silly, right? It was.

In the film, people would reguarly dine and dance (and pee) on the dirt, right outside of their homes but on special nights, they'd go out to Club Sai Sai, which resembles a thriving DC nightclub on a Friday night. How can those two settings exist in the same town? The director, Djo Munga, wanted viewers to see how the Congo really lives and breathes.



The film also stars French film actress Manie Malone, who looks just like Solange Knowles. I couldn't help thinking that every time I looked at her.





Viva Riva! contains a gratuitious amount of sex. Ever see a woman get the business behind an iron-barred window? You will, in Viva Riva!. In the film, the women of Congo weren't dressed like this:



They were dressed like this:



This line is used in the movie, "Money is like poison. In the end, it always kills you." Is that true? Or is it true in the Congo? Maybe Riva knew the answer, and his fate, from the very beginning.



I have mixed feelings about Viva Riva! Kinda the way I do about Scarface, only because of what happens at the end--and I think that Riva had more integrity than Tony Montana.

I saw this film at the only theater showing it, the West End Cinema, right near the corner of M and 23rd Streets, Northwest. It was a really cute place. Very orange.



The theater was complete with an 80-inch screen and about 75 seats. Here is my view from the third row from the back.






And when I left, they gave away free popcorn, which I looooove. I'd go back again. Who's coming with me?


Insana

Monday, July 11, 2011

Fallingwater

On Monday, July 4th, my sister Soiyete, niece Ariana, Mom and Aunt Pat visited Frank Lloyd Wright's most famous architectural design, Fallingwater, in Mill Run, Pennsylvania (about 63 miles from Pittsburgh).



From the website: Fallingwater is the name of a very special house that is built over a waterfall. Frank Lloyd Wright, America's most famous architect, designed the house for his clients, the Kaufmann family. Fallingwater was built between 1936 and 1939. It instantly became famous, and today it is a National Historic Landmark.

Who are the Kaufmanns? The Kaufmann family owned a chain of fashionable department stores, now known as Macy's. The family paid Wright to design this house, and future department stores. Now, on to the house....

We visited the house on the way home from Ohio, about four hours away from DC. After turning onto a one-lane road from the highway near Mill Run, we drove for what seemed like an hour over hills and through valleys until we arrived at Fallingwater.





A visit to Fallingwater costs $20 for adults and $14 for children. The Western Pennsylvania Conservancy, which now owns the house, also offers an "in-depth tour" for $67. That means I can't take pictures inside the house for my measly 20 bucks! Anywho, we're here...

Oh yeah, you have to make reservations to tour Fallingwater. You can't just show up and pay and see it. So we made our reservation for four adults and one child, and paid upon entry, before parking.

Entrance to the pathway to Fallingwater





And then I saw an inchworm. Oh yes, I brought my camera with me anyway. There were plenty of other visitors milling about and they all had cameras around their necks. So although I knew I couldn't photograph inside the house, I brought my camera with me anyway.



What, this pathway doesn't lead to the house? No, it doesn't, it leads to this octogonal waiting area. Here, you can register and get your group number and wait until your group is called.



It was a bit humid, but Soiyete and I were excited to see the house.



Ariana was excited too, and began to entertain us with random stories about her classmates, Selena Gomez and Justin Bieber.



Hungry? There's a Fallingwater Cafe in the waiting area. How thoughtful.



I took photos of the local fashion.





But boy was it a long wait. It was a little bit like being at the MVA, waiting for our numbered group to be called.





There was a gift shop for Fallingwater and a beautiful history room about the Kaufmann family. But after a while, even Ariana got bored.



Then on the loudspeaker, we heard "Group 33, now calling Group 33 to begin your tour of Fallingwater. Please begin your journey down the pathway to the house." Word?



In case we weren't sure which direction the house was in.



Long walk. But it was beautiful along the way.



We neared a gravel driveway, parted the trees (not really) and there it was! Fallingwater. Check out Too Cool Ariana in front of the house before our tour began.



Aunt Pat and my mom



Me and Fallingwater



And our tour begins. This is our tourguide, Roy, and his walking stick. Apparently, all of the tourguides employ walking sticks, whether they need them or not.



Here you can see how Fallingwater is such a masterpiece of architecture. There are no beams to support the levels of this house over this waterfall. You can literally walk from the main level, down these steps and sit on the bottom level of the house, and fish, with your feet bathing in the running water.



We entered the house and marveled at the construction, while at the same time thinking, "this place smells like my grandma's house." Old is old. It was built 75 years ago! But the furniture was like contemporary 60s chic. (photos courtesy of Wikipedia and Lee Sandstead)









The Kaufmanns were some seriously swanky people. They loved to entertain and hosted plenty of parties here. See that big red ball hanging on the wall? It's 200 pounds, made of cast iron and is made to insert coal and then swing inside the firepit (behind it) and opened to warm the room in the winter. The floor is made completely of stone and was terribly uneven, yet beautiful. Because of this, the Kaufmanns rejected Wright's original Asian barrel chair suggestion for the dining room, and opted for a three-legged version. Smart people. (Photos courtesy Lee Sandstead)

The barrel chair



vs. the three-legged chair



We walked outside onto the balcony on the main level of the house...and looked down.



See the edge of the balcony where my niece's hand is? The top of the ledge ended just above my knee. Which means a hard breeze could potentially send me over the edge to a watery grave. No way a house like that would be built today.



There was a kitchen, but we weren't allowed to see it. Maybe they thought we'd break something. [Photos courtesy of ZDNet]







We viewed the rest of the rooms of the house and noticed beautiful art, crazy narrow staircases without railings, windows that defied physics, impossibly tiny beds and hallways, low toilets and bathroom sinks. I wondered, were these Kaufmann people incredibly successful dwarves? [photo courtesy of Lee Sandstead and ZDNet]









17 panes of vertical windows



Windows without corner joists. Wright designed these, and the rest of the house, so that you can open them and be one with nature.



There's also a guest house! That's right, and it's higher up the hill from the main residence, which is equally as beautiful as the main house, at about a third of the size. You can walk from the main house to the guesthouse under this awesome multi-leveled canopy.



We exited the house through the quadruple carport. The Kaufmanns originally wanted garages, but Wright famously told them that cars are not horses that might run away in the night, and didn't need doors to keep them inside.



What a beautiful house! We walked the path to the "classic view" to photograph the house on it's famous double waterfall. Ariana celebrated the house by dancing the Dougie at the classic view.



...and then the Cat Daddy, she loves that dance



Fallingwater is awesome! Go see it for yourself!



Insana