There are a few things in life I feel like I’m pretty good at, among them, roasting a mean pork tenderloin, giving sad sacks hours and hours of life advice without pay, drinking a whole bottle of champagne without getting slurry, drawing meaningful dating wisdom from unlikely sources (like “Star Trek”), and traveling alone. Interestingly, I’ve gotten good at all these things, as different as they are, through being a thirtysomething woman with no dependents or serious love interests. The perks of being single abound!
But seriously. I love traveling alone. Initially, traveling alone was something I did out of necessity. Following the big breakup of 2008 (never forget), I suddenly found myself making enough money, finally, to afford a regular vacation, but without a built-in travel buddy/boyfriend. While I obviously had friends, the vast majority of them were either A) in serious relationships and used their precious vacation hours to travel together or B) too poor to go anywhere besides a stops on the Long Island Railroad. That meant that if I was going to get the hell out of New York City — and seriously, you have to leave NYC sometimes or you’ll end up going crazy and painting song lyrics in menstrual blood on your bedroom walls — I was going to have to embark on a solo adventure. Luckily, I have always been someone who savored me time so aside from a few vague fears (would I get bored? would it be safe?), I was stoked at the prospect of having seemingly limitless hours to explore a new place on my own terms, unencumbered by anyone else’s needs and desires. How luxurious.
And, oh, how it is. I have adored every single one of my solo vacations to the point where I genuinely prefer traveling the world alone. For one thing, untethering yourself, however temporarily, from the demands of your fellow man adds a whole new level of relaxation to a vacation. For example… Keep reading »
Here’s what I imagined happened in advance of David Letterman’s interview with Ryan Lochte. The notoriously caustic talk show host was told under no certain terms was he to bring up the Olympic medalist’s reputation for being dumb as rocks. He must focus his interview exclusively on Lochte’s accomplishments in the pool and his new TV show, “What Would Ryan Lochte Do?” So that’s what Letterman did. He read through a bunch of the swimming events Lochte won medals in and paused for him to explain what each was. He asked him if he would be participating in the next Olympics — “Where is that again?” “Rio,” Lochte responded with a smile. And later, “When is the next Olympics again?” “2016,” said Lochte. “And it’s 2013 now,” responded Letterman, pushing Lochte to do the math. And bless his heart, Lochte answered every single one of these softball questions correctly. Good job, Ryan!
Are you guys tired of me writing about “Star Trek Into Darkness” yet? I sure hope not, because I haven’t even officially begun The Frisky’s countdown till the movie lands in theaters May 18. Oh, the excitement I have planned… Until then, here is a just released clip from the movie. I get some “Wrath of Khan” vibes from the scene — “The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few … or the one” being Spock’s next to last words in the film — but obviously J.J. Abrams and company have been teasing the Khan connection for awhile (likely a red herring). Mostly I am intrigued by that big fish. WTF?
DJ Cornmeal, The Chelsea Clintons, Obesity Epidemic, Get The Fuck Out Of My Pool … those are just some of the completely bullshit bands that not only don’t exist but definitely did not play the Coachella Music Festival over the weekend. As this hilarious Jimmy Kimmel prank shows, it’s amazing the extensive lies people will tell in order to seem hip.
Remember when Beyonce performed at the Super Bowl and a whole mess of photos of her grimacing mid-dance move and/or high-note hit the web? Yeah, well Beyonce didn’t like that, to the point where her publicist actually requested that certain websites take them down. And now she’s taking steps to make sure an unattractive photo of herself during a performance never becomes a meme again by banning professional photographers from her Mrs. Carter Show Tour. Bey has hired her own photog team and will have final approval over which pics are released. This bums me out. I’m endlessly amused by a imperfectly-timed action shot. It’s a wonderful reminder that pop stars are human and look like they’re taking a painful dump when busting a move too. [Fstoppers]
Merveilleux! Great news out of the land of cheese and wine today — France has become the 14th country to legalize gay marriage! The decision — 331-225 was the final tally in the National Assembly — comes after months of heated debate and public protests. France’s justice minister, Christiane Taubira, said the first weddings could be as soon as June. Last week, New Zealand also legalized same-sex marriage, though it was less controversial there. Now, if only the United States would get with it… [AP]
NYC has been having some pretty lovely spring temperatures for a few days, but it suddenly got brisk again over the weekend. That didn’t stop January Jones from going barelegged though — and I’m especially impressed considering she’s used to those balmy Southern California days. What we ladies do for the right outfit, amiright? I will save my own barelegged attempt at this chic outfit for a warmer day — I’m not as burly as January is. Get the deets after the jump! Keep reading »
Is it just me, or has this season of “Mad Men” been so depressing? Well written and smart, as always, but just dire. Six seasons in, Don Draper is still the same unfaithful cad that he’s always been, seemingly incapable of evolving. I used to have so much empathy in my heart for Don, but after last night’s episode, I think he might just be among the most interesting but irredeemable characters on TV — which puts him in good company, alongside Tony Soprano, Walter White, and Dexter Morgan. There was plenty of firm biz in this episode (it’s Don vs. Peggy in the battle for Ketchup!), but let’s focus on the juicier stuff… Keep reading »
Last night’s new episode of “Game of Thrones” ended in fiery blaze of glory for Daenerys Targaryen. Though absent for most of the episode — SPOILER ALERT! — Daenerys appeared in the show’s final moments, the dragon she’s exchanging for Kraznos slave army in tow. After she handed over her beloved dragon (who was basically squawking “Mommy, please don’t leave me!”) and had Kraznos’ whip in hand, she announced in fluent Valyrian, “I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, of the blood of old Valyria.” Kraznos was shocked to learn that Daenarys understood everything he said about her. After ordering her new army to kill their former masters, she and her dragon had something special in store for Kraznos himself — and it was baaaad aaaaaaasssss. Watch above!