Perhaps in this busy election season, the portion of our mindshare devoted to Halloween planning is on the slim to none side. But this little piece of inspiration will hopefully reset some priorities, somewhere. I give you: Hall and Oates.
There is so much to delight in here. But I think we must single out Sharon as the dynamic star of this movie-tisement. And judging by the extensive green screen work and the sophisticated “CGI graphics”, this is a mom-and-pop shop with a real can do attitude.
This year’s Oscar party was as exactly as terrific as ever, but it was also:
1) bigger (welcome new participants Team Jameson)
2) formaler (see Dapper Dwighty above)
3) moderner (due to illness, the Alexanders were live blogging/simulcasting from the Upper East Side)
4) 50% babier (baby #1 was actually there placin’ bets, while #2 was LITERALLY hours from making his World Premier–way get hang in there, baby Leon!)
As mentioned below, Rony won for the 3rd year in a row, then quickly popped off to the hospital to have a baby. We hope that the $65 cash prize buys baby a totally awesome new pair of shoes.
And anyway. Here’s what we had for dinner:
No Country Gravy for Old Hen
3:10 To Yuca
There Will Be Blood Orange Margaritas
Transfurters*
Veggo Mortenson
Ruby Beets in American Salad
There Will Be Bread with Javier Boursin
The Bourne UlTomate-m
The Assasination of Jesse Jameson by the Cowards At This Party**
Atone-mint Brownies
Sweenie Bread, The Demon Baker of Smith Street
I’m Not Pear (Lemon Tart)
*this year’s Don Cheeto
** totally assasinated by Team Jameson
Wouldn’t ya know it, Geoff’s printer up and broke on the actual day of the Oscar party.
So in a move fueled by a zeal for color-ballotry and a dogged commitment to tradition, Geoff and Casey boarded the nostalgia bus to the late 20th Century (the B38, actually), and make the brave journey to the Fulton Mall Kinko’s (KINKO’S!) to get the job done.
It was dusty, and boxy and expensive. But it was worth it. (Please note that Fulton Mall Kinko’s is as excited about color as we are.)
Here’s what it looked like:
p.s. Congrats to Rony for her Big Win, 3rd year running.
(Ed note–Dispatch from Rony, in the baby delivery room a mere 10 hours after leaving the ceremony: “p.s. I’d appreciate it if from now on you would pls refer to me as Three Time Academy Award Winner Rony Vardi.”)
For a long time–too long, really–I had to rely on others for my photoshop needs: basic cheek-slimming, photocardmaking, prankyanking, etc. It wasn’t like I didn’t WANT to be able to be a grade-A print comedienne/deft re-writer of photohistory. It was, frankly, a classic issue of access and exposure.
Cut to new job, fully of fancy Mac, downtime and creative inspirado. My life is changed. And too (hopefully) is the life of Science.
Let’s call this the “We’ll really miss seeing you around the office” cake, part deux.
They’d only have done this better if it came with a companion shirt.
