the alternative

It's true, the 90's were fucking awesome. We know this thanks to VH1's masterful tripart homage to the decade. And flannel plaid has really made a comeback (don't thank me)!

But what's even more awesome than the decade that spawned Beavis & Butthead and Jordan Catalano is having friends who write books on loveable 90's topics, such as GRUNGE. The story of grunge, that is. Yes, my old pal/co-worker and fellow 90's-lover Kyle Anderson penned his first non-fiction book Accidental Revolution: The Story of Grunge. I haven't read it yet (waiting for my autographed copy as we speak) but I'm hoping it's like the Behind The Music on Grunge, or something.

Speaking of the 90's, riddle me this:
What forgotten 90's teen thriller flick showcases America's future highest paid actress taming wild horses with a former King tighty-whitey? (so easy)

tales from suburbia, continued

home-hunting alternative:



this is the scene i came home to after my early morning work-out. this is the view from our back porch. a fucking Remax hot air balloon floating above our neighborhood. i guess when you're too good for the internet, you just go for the hot air balloon. i always just thought the hot air baloon was merely Remax's logo. Good to know they live up to their branding.



because it was in our neighborhood, i was extremely tempted to ask for a ride, but before i knew it, game over:



just another day in suburbia.

The Gym, part II

Note to self:
Avoid watching 30 Rock while jogging on the treadmill for prevention of subsequent embarrassment caused by choking on your own laughter, or even worse, falling off.


It could be worse. This isn't New York Sports Club.
It's the suburban YMCA; never crowded, the patrons typically consist of middle aged parents and high school jocks. Hmm...lets see. Should I have an affair with one of the married men or go for a hot high schooler?



My ass hurts.

The Gym

I pretty much always stayed away from working out (ie the gym) because people generally look fucking stupid on machines called ellipticals and fumbling through hip-hop dance classes.

But now I go. Sometimes twice a day! Boredom 0, Kiana 1.

Lately I've been attracted to doing things solely on the basis that they make me look stupid.

It's really a win win.

i'm the fairest of them all

I listed blogging as a skill on my resume, right after PowerPoint.

I shall now demonstrate my bullet-point skills....

Things I want to blog about (no particular order):

• Music
• Vincent Moon / La Blogotheque
• The treasure trove of CDs I found from my teen-angst years
• Why were the 90s so awesome, or am I just being retro?
• The days of amazing soundtracks are dead.
• mp3s saved/ruined my life
  
• NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL PUNK ROCK
  
• Emo
• Favorite songs/albums of/in 2007
• High definition concerts, I'm always a VIP
  
• The industry - a view from the inside (what next?)

• Addiction
• When The Hills happens to good people
• Elliott Smith
  
• See also: songs and music in general
• My So-Called flannel is totally over
  
• Trainspotting
  
• I quit smoking.


• Travels
• Iran
• Tehran
• Forget everything you think you know
  
• Hipsters in Tehran, who knew?! (I bet Vice did)
• Nose woes
  
• NYC: Tehran :: suburban America:suburban America
  
• Esfahan
• Airplane food
  
• my eyes melted (photographs to come)
• herbal remedies


• Suburbia
• (slow and numbing) death trap
• traffic
  
• food
• chains
• Movies
• Watching Superbad with your parents! (the un-censored version...of the story)
  
• Of past
  
• Go
• Play It Again, Sam
• Bedroom Window
• See also: Trainspotting
  
• Of present-ish
• Heights
• Ratatouille
  
• Fast Food Nation
• Avoiding the holiday movie explosion
• Juno
• Wristcutters

More to come.