the fair is a great place to go if you're looking to give yourself nightmares. after being coerced by my friends, i ventured into the "circus museum" for the first time in my life, a place i've always made it a point to steer clear of.
the best fried dough at the fair, hands-down.
(no*, all fried doughs are not created equal).
sigh, this fair is always a little bittersweet because it really signals the end of summer. boo.
Hey! My sweet friend Kaitlin was photographed ice skating in the park yesterday and featured in the local newspaper. What a cool photo...Although I've walked over it many times, I can't say I've ever seen the underside of that bridge before!
The Crossgates Mall flash mob was dreamed up by Leslie Eliashuk, a 23-year-old College of Saint Rose student getting a master's in music education, and some friends. They spread the word through Facebook and e-mail to church choirs, amateur music groups and anywhere people get together to sing. Twenty people practiced once before the event. More than four times that amount showed up.
That's what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown. <3
Monday, November 29, 2010
Going to see the classic Bonnie & Clyde on the big screen at Palace Theater tonight (oh please let us find close-ish parking, it's so cold & windy outside!)
Trying to dress like Bonnie Parker when you have short hair...
...means that you will inevitably end up looking like:
(That cartoon always freaked me waaayy out. Still does.)
I'm feeling super giddy this morning because in about an hour I'm off to Proctor's to see the stage production of one of my favorite Christmas movies. I'm not generally a huge fan of Broadway-type shows, but seeing how I've been watching White Christmas ever since I was old enough to sit in front of a television screen, this should be a lot of fun. I love Bing Crosby -- he's one of about five artists I listen to religiosly at Christmastime -- but my love goes even deeper than that.
The venue for Mockingbird Marathon has changed -- it's now being held at the Book House in Stuyvesant Plaza. Not one of my favorite places, but that's another story. Uh oh, that's dangerously close to Chipotle...
Headed to one of my favorite fall destinations last Saturday. I fell in love with this little town in the hills when I was going to school in Oneonta. My roommate and I would take drives to Fly Creek Cider Mill and often continued on to Cooperstown afterward. Back then, I didn't venture much further than the main street, which consisted mostly of tiny snack shops and more baseball paraphernalia than the world needs. Each year around this time I feel the urge creeping back in to walk along the historic house-lined streets, kicking up leaves and smiling back at each pumpkin that sits proudly on someone's front step.
Hydrangea bushes everywhere!
The whole town was excited for fall! Pumpkins and cornstalks and mums everywhere.
The Otesaga Hotel is incredibly grand. When we walked up a bride & her wedding party were just arriving. The size of the place is impossible to convey here. It just goes on and on. Also, dude, it is haunted! :P
The trip began and ended with a cup of something hot. It was rather chilly. The cold wind on my bare neck may or may not have contributed to the bad cold I'm suffering from now. Humph.
Went to see one of Alfred Hitchcock's best-loved films last night at the always grand Palace Theatre. It was the perfect outing for a chilly, rainy autumn evening, even though I was feeling a bit under the weather myself.
The Palace's classic movie series makes me so happy -- it's just a hop & a skip away from my apartment, takes place during the colder, more dreary months when we're all looking for something (preferably cozy) to do, and best of all, it's like taking a step back in time - taking in a picture in its original glory, on a truly huge screen, surrounded by history. Such a far cry from today's dreaded multiplex experience - for $5!
They run clips like this before the film...
And they show the original trailers for upcoming features. Can't wait until November when they bring in one of my all-time favorites!
After departing from the Carrot Barn, we decided to take advantage of the beautiful Saturday weather (pre-heat wave) and hit up a couple of the places mentioned here.
I'm a big history dork, and admission was only $5, so this was a no-brainer. I was mostly interested in the old one-room schoolhouse, circa 1863. Visions of Ichabod Crane danced in my head.
From there we headed to the Blenheim Bridge - the longest single span wooden bridge in the world. (Again, I have a thing for covered bridges).