September 30th, 2007
Mmmmm...bop indeed!

I love Hanson. Okay, I just do. I know people don't take them seriously, (or just don't like their music? No. Impossible.) so imagine my excitement when NPR did a segment on them! They were doing a real piece on them! They weren't making fun of them! I'm (maybe) not the only person older than 12 who appreciates them! And to top it off that little adorable drummer has grown up, and that is just...adorable. I couldn't see him, but I could tell. So now that I've done the hard sell, you can listen to them. If you want to.
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September 28th, 2007
Tony Bennett on the Colbert Report sparks vibrant conversation:

Brett: Do you think Tony Bennett ever wears sneakers?

Me: What kind of question is that?

Brett: I'm just wondering. You always see him in a suit; I wonder if he ever just hangs out wearing sneakers.

Me: Maybe not. My dad always wears suits. Even when he worked from home he would get up and put a suit on every day. He never wears sneakers.

Brett: I've seen your dad wear sneakers.

Me: He does, but he doesn't enjoy it.
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September 26th, 2007
He's no Toonces, but...

Apparently a cat in England rides the bus a few times a week, getting on and off at the same stop. My favorite line: "It was was quite strange at first but now it just seems normal." I think that's how I felt about everything my first week in NYC. I would have loved to have seen a bus riding cat instead of subway riding rats.
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September 20th, 2007
I have found a very important reason to post.

Why is it at the supermarket when you check out they say, "Plastic okay?" Why do they WANT to give plastic? And then I always have to say, "Paper, please." And then they stifle their annoyance (barely) and continue on. If plastic is so bad for the environment that San Francisco is banning it completely from supermarkets why do they prefer to give it to me (just me)? Is it that much easier to pull out from the baggy thingy (technical term, stay with me)? Also, I know that in NYC they just give plastic without asking and look at me like they will send a hit out on me if I ask for paper, so this is a "anywhere else in the US but NYC" question.

Oh, you wanted pictures of cats? Okay!


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September 15th, 2007
Email snafu!

If you were a person who contacted me through natasha@natashalevinger.com or through this site, I never got your email. I just found out this has been happening so I really hope I haven't snubbed Barack Obama too many times. (He's persistent.) The form on this site has been changed so it's no longer an issue, but I didn't mean to snub anyone!
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September 13th, 2007
Also discovered by survey: Humans generally think babies, puppies and kittens are adorable.

A new survey came out that said "Rich New Yorkers apt to stay, poorer to move". I wonder if the person who was paid to do that survey was able to contain their laughter when they were told of their assignment. Did it take any work at all to do that survey? Or did they call home and say, "Honey, get the kids. We're going on vacation!"

In related news, I would like someone to give me $250,000. Thank you.
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September 12th, 2007
I work EVERY day. I don't get the weekend off, Loverboy.

Dear Loverboy,

Just because I am best myspace friends (BMF) with Rick Springfield does NOT mean I am some 80's rock band myspace slut. Rick and I took a long time to develop our friendship. You can't just swoop in and expect me to be there for you because you and Rick kind of know each other. So, no. I will NOT be your friend. And I resent the implication.

Sincerely,

Natasha
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September 8th, 2007
I would have drawn the line at the theme from the Hills.

Brett started putting Harper down for her naps and decided to try singing to her to help calm her before he put her in her crib. Apparently she routinely discarded all the go-to lullabies and he was going to give up until he remembered the song that always calms her in the car: Sha Sha by Ben Kweller. It did the trick. I have since tried it and he's right. It is completely ridiculous to see your daughter's eyes droop to: "When I was a movie star an asteroid hit the earth and prematurely ended my career" but it works, so I'm not complaining.
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September 6th, 2007
I watch it so you don't have to. And also because, God help me, I want to.

So the new Laguna Beach which is called the real O.C., is exactly like watching the movie Valley Girl. Only it's depressing instead of funny and endearing because it's real (in theory) and the stereotypes aren't just stereotypes they are real live douche bags. You think the bullies who always have a smirk on their faces and run around in a Mercedes at 16 and probably kick the nerds' lunches out of their hands don't exist, but they do as proven by this show. This show is like watching Valley Girl only there's no Nicolas Cage to save them. From themselves. I hope the producers come up with a Nicolas Cage type soon. Humanity needs it!
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September 5th, 2007
He does NOT look like Bob Barker, though. C'mon.

Bill Clinton was on Letterman promoting his book and Hilary, (and his own adorability), but it was a little bit upsetting because he came off a little...old. I don't want to get ahead of myself, but I think he might be aging. Maybe his weight loss makes him look weaker than he used to when he was more meaty, but he seemed like a little old man. That is not as important though as how great his new book, Giving, about how to do service for the world, seems to be. Go, get it, people! Maybe it will help everyone be more adorable too. He didn't mention that, but I think it might be in there.

Also if we could find a way to get everyone I enjoy to stop aging, that would be great too.
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September 2nd, 2007
Hello, New York!! Are you ready to rock???!!

(I couldn't resist)
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September 2nd, 2007
I think I'm stealing the first sentence from Vacation, but it's still true.

Dear New York City,

I miss the shit outta you. And believe it or not, this picture is doing nothing to help:



All my love,

Natasha
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