Saturday, February 16, 2008

Hi! I'm Laura's Old, Sad, Deserted Blog

She mostly hangs out at her new one now.... Songs that Didn't Used to Exist

But she'll come back to me one day, I know....

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Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Lost World Found (AKA "I can haz honeymoon?")



I lOOOOOOOVEEEEe dinosaurs. I got married in The Carnegie Museum of Natural History to prove my devotion to dinosaurs. And mammoths, and giraffes, and elk, and caribou, and polar bears, and elephants, and and and.

So now in Dubai they are basically opening a Jurassic Park!

Road trip?

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Friday, December 14, 2007

A Letter to Michael Vick



Dear Mr. Vick,

Happy Holidays.

I have just a few things to say to you tonight, and would really appreciate your attention, since, apparently, your personal travails seem to warrant my attention and also that of the sentencing judge in your case.

I am opposed to the death penalty. Morally, totally opposed to it. I am also against the torture, in any form, of human beings or animals. I believe that humans and animals, regardless of their behavior, have certain rights, just by way of their existence on this tiny, dirty little planet we've made for ourselves.

That said, your behavior is obviously reprehensible, unacceptable, and sickening. The total lack of regard that you have shown to these animals, these beings which man has trained to depend upon him for their lives, their happiness, their well being, has been proven beyond a doubt. Even you yourself have admitted to "some" wrongdoing-- though we all know you are undoubtedly guilty of far more than has been proven in a court of law.

So, you are sentenced to 23 months in prison for your disgusting acts. Not enough, some will say, and I agree. Not enough time. Certainly, however, better than NO time. Certainly enough to ruin and maybe end your career, which is at the very least what you deserve. I concur with the judges decision. Not off with your head, young man. Just off to the slammer for a wee bit of time. Goodbye!!

What's that? Oh, you've written a letter! You've become suddenly verbose. You want us to know you are not an animal. And George Foreman, the Mayor of whatever hole you live in, and Hank Aaron-- your own mother come to your aid and THEY write letters, too. They talk about what a fine young man you are, what a caring father, how much you like young people. How SORRY you are.

Great. I believe them. But to what end are these letters written? You want a reduction in your sentence. Shame on you! You should thank the judge and say, "I am willing to serve my time." I feel for your mother. But SHAME on Hank Aaron, George Foreman and whoever that Mayor is. Shame on all of you. To say what you say in these letters, even if it is all the Gospel truth, does nothing to change what you have done. Does nothing to take that away.

And nothing can undo that. No amount of remorse after the fact changes the facts as they are: you tortured and murdered animals. Not so far from torturing human beings. What kind of a role model does such a thing, and then asks like a baby, not only to be forgiven, but for his punishment to be reduced? If your next door neighbor, a nobody with not nearly such a nice income as yourself, took and tortured and killed your child's puppy just for the fun of it, would you be so forgiving? Would that person deserve no punishment?

Because these dogs were pit bulls, I guess it's easy to think of them as beasts. Easy to say, well, they are just dogs. But truth be told, they could have been teensy Chihuahuas that you drowned and electrocuted, no difference but in size. And you would look just as stupid, trying to get out of having done something bad.

I don't believe in God, but you seem to. Take the time while you're in jail to re-read that part of the Bible where God gives man dominion over the animals, Mr. Vick, cause I'm pretty sure you misunderstood.

Love,
Penny,
Laura June's dog.

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Tuesday, December 04, 2007

A Letter to the Editors of VenusZine




Dear Venus:

I take issue with your Winter 2007 issue, which features Dita Von Teese on the cover.

I take issue with your choice of a cover model, and your feature story of her, not so much because I have a real problem with Miss Sweet- to be honest, I don't. While I think there are probably thousands of "better choices" out there for Venus to do cover stories on, I also accept the fact that Dita sells magazines, so fine. Go for it.

Here begins my list of real problems with the article.

1. You profile Dita Von Teese as if you are "introducing" her to me-- like I maybe have never heard of her. Do you exist in a vacuum? Everyone has heard of Dita Von Teese. Your article, while mentioning her appearance in such publications as "Bizarre" and "Marquis," and the book, "The Art of Japanese Bondage," totally leaves aside the fact that she is frequently profiled in Vogue -- remember that May, 2006 spread, "The Bride Wore Purple,"? More on that in a minute. Suffice to say that your article rather misleadingly lists her "credits" of indie publications, skipping over the fact that she's so high-profile that we'd have to be literally living on another planet in order to have never heard of her. Thanks for not giving me, the reader, any credit, and for leaving out whatever information doesn't fit your (or Dita's) agenda of how she should be portrayed in this particular magazine.

2. Your article reads like a press release. In fact, allow me to quote you for a moment. "...Von Teese appeared on the covers of several magazines, including Bizarre and Marquis, and the book The Seductive Art of Japanese Bondage. She landed on the pages of Playboy several times, including a cover in December 2002, to which she owes the story of her last name. Originally known simply as "Dita" for silent-film actress Dita Parlo, she adopted "Von Teese" when the magazine asked for a last name. After flipping through a phonebook and selecting "Von Treese," the publication misspelled it. Adoring the typo, Dita Von Teese was born." Okay. When I read this, it sounded extremely familiar to me-- the facts, the order that they were presented and, and the wording. So I went to the first place anyone familiar with the "internet" would go -- Dita Von Teese's Wikipedia entry. Here's what I find. "Von Teese appeared on a number of fetish magazine covers, including Bizarre and Marquis. It was around this time when she appeared, bound and partially suspended, on the cover of Midori's book, The Seductive Art of Japanese Bondage. Von Teese was featured in Playboy magazine in 1999, 2001 and 2002. It was her Playboy cover in December of 2002 that gave her her last name. Originally known simply as "Dita", a tribute to silent film actress Dita Parlo,Playboy insisted she use a last name. She picked "Von Treese" out of the phonebook, but it was misspelled "Von Teese". Dita, preferring the typo, adopted it as her name." (link) Now, either you, the magazine, have taken Wikipedia's entry for the Gospel and copy and pasted into your terrible article, or, as I assume, both articles are based on the same source, Von Teese's bio information, available on her website or handed out to interviewers before the fact. While all that's fine, and part of journalism as I understand it, I see no need for your publication to waste "valuable" print space re-printing, nearly word-for-word, information that is already common knowledge, and widely available, not to mention almost plagiarism-- even down to misspelling "phone book" as one word! How boring.

3. Why isn't Miranda July, also featured in the magazine, on the cover instead of Dita Von Teese? Answer real quick.

4. I see that your interviewer has no problem swallowing Von Teese's garbage, absolute GARBAGE, about how she is presenting an "alternative" form of beauty to the world. What I want to know is HOW? In what way is she "alternative"? Because she's a brunette? She is a classic portrayal of American sexual beauty-- Bettie Page and any number of pin-up girls, are all iconic in stature. An alternative form of beauty? Well, a fat girl is an alternative beauty, one with hairy legs, -- that's alternative, one who doesn't wear any makeup at all -- the fucking Dove commercials do a better job of portraying alternative forms of beauty than she does. I think it was your job, as interviewer, as a magazine, to question her statements, even a little bit, for the sake of your readers, and their sense of who they are, and their own self-esteem, rather than just nodding while Heather Sweet lauds herself for being fake-- fake hair, fake tits, fake face, fake decade. While I have NO PROBLEM with her doing what she is doing, or looking the way that she looks, it MUST be pointed out that her aesthetic is a male created image of something that doesn't exist now, and didn't exist in the 40's-- which is where she belongs. Again, she can look however she wants, that's not the point. But to act like her "image" is an achievement in itself, or as if it is something different than fashion models have been shoving down our throats for the last century is a little, well, fake. Why don't you ask her what she eats? What her favorite books are? What she likes to do in her down time? What about asking her if she uses vintage maxipads instead of tampons? Oh, that's right, because your magazine was just interested in helping her push her own agenda further. You assumed that no one is interested in her beyond her sense of "fashion," her interest in vintage nail polish or how to look glamorous. And maybe you were right.

5. Finally, let's just get back to Marilyn Manson for one second, because, if we're laying our cards out on the table, that's how most people know who the fuck Dita Von Teese is. My mom certainly had never read an issue of "Erotica" magazine, but damn if she didn't know that Dita Von Teese had two cats and that her wedding gown was designed by Galliano (from that Vogue profile that never happened). I assume you guys were granted the interview by agreeing not to ask any questions about Marilyn Manson or Sweet's ill-fated marriage to him. Fine. That's how it goes-- you want to interview Whitney Houston, you can't ask about Bobby Brown. I'm realistic. But that doesn't mean that you shouldn't have mentioned him in the prose part of the article. Because you should have. It's a glaring omission and one that makes everything you write after suspect. To pretend that that part of her life just didn't happen is misleading to the extreme given Mr. Manson's fame and their high-profile relationship. While I see no reason for it to be a focus of the piece, to not mention it is just another part of the illusion, another proof that, when talking to Heather Sweet-- I mean, Dita Von Teese, reality just doesn't exist.

I'm sure you won't bother printing this letter, as it's not a "positive" enough vibe for your publication, so I'll go ahead and save you the trouble, and print it on my blog.

Have a lovely day.

Love,
Laura June
Songs That Didn't Used to Exist
Brooklyn, New York.

This is merely a shadow of my current self

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Wednesday, November 28, 2007

A Beautiful, Fantastic, Blast from my Past




Under the Radar Magazine has interviewed Miki Berenyi, used to be of Lush, now not of, this month. It's a good read and is real fun times to hear her talk about the old crew.

I guess I don't write much anymore about my personal music tastes, because it doesn't seem that interesting to me anymore, considering I just like what I like and don't like most other things, but this is an opportunity for me to reiterate that this was one of my favorite bands when I was a teenager, and definitely meant a lot to me. They were fantastic, and Split is one of my favorite albums of all time. Maybe THE favorite. Laters.

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Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Seriously: Gimme Gimme More



This is not the full review of Blackout. That's what I'm going to spend all day tomorrow doing. Tonight, I'm too busy jamming to it: this shit is pretty good. Srsly.

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Gimme Gimme More


Now I'm not going to get on the Britney Spears obsession bandwagon, but I will say that I am contemplating illegally downloadin her new shit hot album, Blackout, which, in my world, is also the name of a Pavement song. And a Lush one. And one by Muse, British Sea Power and Scorpions. Also, the name of an album by Scorpions. And one by the Dropkick Murphys. And hed. And Redman & Method Man. That about exhausts my knowledge of pop refences using "blackout." But, as a wild coincidence, a "blackout" is an alcohol related or induced loss of memory or you know, amnesia. Umm. That happened to me in like 1999. The whole year, perhaps.

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Wedding Photos

No, I don't have many yet, but I do have what is a very good preview of what's to come.... our photographer, Melissa, has posted some on her blog today and I am very impressed and have to say that it is a great reminder of why you have a wedding photographer to begin with... to remind me how much I cried!!!


so here it is...


Melissa Rudick Photography

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Sunday, November 04, 2007

Butternut Squash Soup

I took this recipe off of MarthaStewart.com and adapted it for my own needs, for I am now officially on a diet... over a week of Pittsburgh eating really killed me, and honestly, I've been just eating whatever the fuck I want for so long I have much guilt built up. Anyway, I made this for dinner last night. It was delicious, and I just had some for lunch today to remind me of the truth of that statement. I don't have any beautiful Natalie-style photos, but I'm planning on making my first stab at Miso Soup tonight (from The Joy of Cooking!!!), so maybe I'll take photos of THAT.

Anyway....

Ingredients:
2 tbsp. olive oil (the original recipe called for butter)
1 small onion, chopped
2 tbsp. fresh ginger, peeled (if you must, you can substitute 1/4 tsp. ground ginger, though really, try to get the fresh stuff. It's totally worth it)
2 cloves of garlic, chopped
2 3/4 pounds of butternut squash, peeled, seeded and chopped up (the smaller you chop the less time it will take for you to get this soup onto the table, so I'd recommend not being hasty in the chopping. Dealing with a big old butternut squash can be pretty time consuming, so get comfy and put on some good music. Having a semi-strong man around does not hurt, either!)
1/4 cup fresh orange juice.... now, I used this in my recipe last night. The next time I make it, however, I'm going to substitute in vegetable stock. I'm not saying I didn't like it with the juice... something about it just bothered me, and the whole time I am eating this soup, I really feel like I can taste the oranges. It gives it a beautiful color, but my own personal neuroses stand in the way of my total enjoyment of the soup knowing there is a "breakfast" item in it.)
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon pepper

1. Melt olive oil in a large saucepan over medium heat. Cook onion until fragrant, about 2 minutes. Add ginger, garlic, and squash; cook, stirring occasionally, until fragrant, 6 to 8 minutes. Stir in 4 cups water. Bring to a boil; reduce heat. Simmer until squash is tender, 20 minutes.

2. Purée soup in two batches. When blending hot foods, allow the heat to escape to prevent splattering. Remove the cap from the hole of the blender’s lid, and cover with a dish towel. Stir in juice and 1 1/2 teaspoons salt. Serve hot, with sour cream, pepper, and pumpkin seeds, if desired.

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