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Sunday, June 12, 2005
My obsession
I'm so excited, I just can't hide it! Because two more great shows just came out on DVD and I definitely like it!

I swear I'm addicted to buying TV shows on DVD. Take a look at the list of the other shows that I own already:
West Wing (seasons 1-4)
Friends (seasons 1-8)
Alias (seasons 1-3)
Just Shoot Me (seasons 1&2)
Mary Tyler Moore (season 1)
Who's The Boss (season 1)
Taxi (seasons 1&2)
Mad About You (season 1)
Night Court (seasons 1&2)
Murphy Brown (season 2)
Sex and The City (seasons 1,2,3)
Designing Women (best of eps)
Golden Girls (season 1)
Family Guy (season 1&2)
Fraiser (season 1,2,3)

I do not want to think of how much that collection has cost me over the years or how many paychecks it equals. I just know that most of the box sets cost around $45 each. grr, damn my obssession! The sadder thing is that most have never even been opened, since I've seen all the episodes already.

Posted by Tara at 9:01 PM PDT
Updated: Saturday, June 18, 2005 10:09 AM PDT
Friday, June 10, 2005
The C Word
Like most women, I'm not a fan of the C word. I think we are programed to cringe when hearing it. Yet, women do use it when referring to other women. Is this liberating? I don't know, I just can't do it myself. Not that I don't curse like a sailor, but I still cannot bring myself to use that word in an argument.

I have a girlfriend that randomly uses the word 'twat' in conversation and it makes my eyes go wide, but it also makes me laugh. I guess it's all in how it's used.

I digress. Yesterday, I was walking with a friend on Bleeker Street in the West Village, not too far away from my apartment and this woman walking a little yappy dog rams right into me like she's a lineman from the Packers. My friend gasped and she wasn't even hit. Yet, this Paris Hilton wannabe looked at me like I was the rudest person for being in her way and walking in a straight line. She then calls me the C word in a British accent, which I think was fake. Despite having lived in London for 6 months, I didn't understand her.

I had thought she called me someone's name, like she thought she knew me or something. Not that anyone is really named Colt. So here I am thinking, or she has mistaken me from somebody named Colt and walked into me in confusion. In all sincerity, I respond "Did you say my name?" My friend gasps again and the woman huffs away, her dog squirming in front of her.

My friend who is now laughing goes, "Good come back!" Still clueless, I say "what?" My friend repeats that it was a good response to her calling me the C word. A sea of red filled my eyes and I freak out going, that *bleep* called ME a C---? I almost ran after her.

I calmed down a bit with some Tasty Delight (only 10 calories and it actually tastes good) but the nerve of her! Ramming into me and then calling a stranger that. Some people!

Posted by Tara at 9:01 PM PDT
Updated: Saturday, June 11, 2005 12:44 PM PDT
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New York Magazine: Minority Report: A defense of Tom Cruise in his time of troubles.

Posted by Tara at 10:28 AM PDT
Updated: Sunday, June 12, 2005 11:09 AM PDT
Wednesday, June 8, 2005
I'm Guest Blogging!
At, the article is about the lack of male teachers in lower education and how women are more willing to settle for lower wages. To read the full post and to comment, go to: Show Them the Money !

The expression, "It's a man's world," can not be said for the teaching field, now that the number of male teachers is at a 40-year low.

National Education Association (NEA) research shows just 21 percent of the nations 3 million teachers are men.

NEA and, write that the discrepancy stopping men from entering the profession is lower wages, poor insurance, societal pressure for men to be good providers, low social status, skepticism from the public, fear of being sued and acceptance from friends and family. (read more)

PS: I have a date coming up with the guy I met on the subway late Saturday. I know, I know, sounds sketch, lol.

Posted by Tara at 9:01 PM PDT
Updated: Friday, June 10, 2005 10:54 AM PDT
Why do guys love Dave Matthews?
I've only met one guy my age who does not like him. I'm not saying women are not fans of his too, in fact a lot of my college girl friends were. They had posters in their room and all. I somehow managed to avoid seeing Dave every year when he played a mile down the road from Wheaton College in Mass. Even when my friends had an extra ticket, I still opted not to go. I just was not interested. I like music you can dance to, you can blame my Studio 54 going mother for that ;)

Last summer, I was meeting up with a guy that I was briefly seeing. I was my first time up at his neck of the woods, so I didn't know if we would be going to a restaurant for dinner, movies or yada yada yada. So opting for casual glam, I wore shorts that showed off my tanned long legs and paired them with tiny heels. To my silent horror, a friend surprised him with tickets two tickets to a Dave Matthews concert. I said they could go together and we could meet up another time, but that didn't work. I tried keeping an open mind tho. When I told him that I probably only knew two of his songs, we spent the ride to the Hartford Civic Center listening to Dave's albums.

The four-hour concert was spent with me teetering on heels in the drizzling weather out on the lawn, looking really really out of place, and him drumming on my shoulders (I had a bruise the next day). My dinner consisted of cheesy fries that I paid for, I also "loaned" him cash for a steak sandwich. Luckily I like greasy junk food. The music was not bad the first hour, but then I got really bored. I didn't even know any of the songs that the crowd kept cheering for.

During the never ending instrument solos, I tried to inhale the smoke that was being puffed nearby, hoping that would at least cheer me up. He caught me though, and asked why I was taking such deep breaths, lol. The conversation was minimal, actually there wasn't any since I was shushed whenever I tried to comment. So I stared blankly at the stage and endured the mean looks the women around me kept shooting me. They knew I didn't belong, lol.

I had called my friend who is a fan of his from the bathroom, the reception was not great but I heard, "Tara? At a Dave Matthews' Concert?" then lots of static laughter. Obviously she was no help.

RIP Anne Bancroft (news story) I loved her performance in Malice and Great Expectations

Posted by Tara at 8:08 AM PDT
Updated: Wednesday, June 8, 2005 1:45 PM PDT

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