Now that baseball season has started (Go Red Sox! Ahem, sorry), you’ll probably be finding yourself sitting around your friend’s apartment watching the game on his or her big screen TV. You know it’s rude to show up empty-handed, but what can you bring to a 1 p.m. game on a Sunday when you woke up at noon with a raging hangover? I have the perfect solution.
This taco dip is one of the simplest and cheapest things to make…and will guarantee you invites to any gathering. Not only do I make it for all sports-watching events I attend, but my friend has already asked that I make a huge one for her wedding. It’s that good. Read More »
While I was prepping for job interviews in undergrad, stressed beyond coherence, my guy friends’ consistent argument was that I should just land a sugar daddy and stop being such an agist. If that didn’t work out, though, I should somehow support a trophy husband and show the world what feminism was all about.
Truthfully, I would be lost without my guy friends. I actually probably wouldn’t have found my way home from the bar some nights without their assistance, but mostly they help to keep me from taking myself too seriously. I lived with some of my favorite guys senior year of college, and after tearfully moving out, I wondered how I could live without them being just downstairs. Read More »
I admit, I’m one of those people who watch the Super Bowl mostly for the commercials (although this year, I almost shed a tear when my New England Pats choked at the end…NH pride, baby!), and while advertisers were mildly funny yesterday, there were really only a few commercials stood out for me.
One featured Justin Timberlake getting his ass kicked. Now, I’ve never really been JT’s biggest fan; I don’t find him that attractive, I’m not really into his music, and sometimes I think he comes off kinda self-involved…but I gotta hand it to the guy: the more he acts, the better I like him.
Also, who isn’t into watching someone getting hit in the nuts not once, not twice, but three times?!
There’s a known hierarchy of important items on Super Bowl Sunday, and it goes something like this:
3. The game.
2. The commercials.
1. The FOOD!
Chips and dip are a huge crowd-pleaser, but why run out to the store and load up when you can just make your own? Here’s a pair of simple recipes that’s sure to be the hit of your party.
First, put together your guacamole. Slice an avocado lengthwise, remove the pit and skin, then smash the flesh with a fork in a small bowl (sounds like fun, doesn’t it?).
Add about one-third of a large tomato (chopped), one diced garlic clove, and one tablespoon of chopped fresh cilantro.
Mash it all together again. Finally, add salt to taste and a couple of teaspoons of lemon juice. Stir well, stick it in the fridge until kickoff time, and you’re done!
While the guac is chilling, you can make the chips. Preheat the oven to 350, then coat a large baking sheet or two with tinfoil.
Slice two soft tortillas or wraps of any flavor (I like to use whole-wheat or spinach-garlic) into triangular, chip-shaped wedges. Arrange the wedges on the baking sheets, cook 10-12 minutes, and there you have it—tasty, homemade chips and guacamole for four!
Sorry, but I don’t really like sports (or feigning interest in them to get a guy’s attention). If a guy likes football more than me, I’d rather he have football. I can’t relate.
There are instances, though, when sports and love collide, and I have to put my game face on and pretend like I know what I’m doing. A relationship is a sport. Sometimes it’s an all – out WWE power struggle, but mostly, it’s like a game of tennis. The metaphorical ball is constantly traveling from one side of the court to another, with the balance of power tipping in either direction.
In the beginning, the guy usually has the ball, and I’m weak – kneed on the other side waiting for his next move. But as things progress, the ball slowly moves to me. Not that I’m necessarily comfortable with this position. When I have the ball, he’s all nice and sweet, harking to my every need to regain his stance. It’s uncomfortable. I’m not competitive by nature, and l know he’s going to get the ball back somehow — by not calling, looking at another girl or some other stupid play.
Remember when you used to come home from high school, exhausted and starving? Lunch had been at like 10:30 that morning, and so by the time the afternoon bell rang, your stomach was growling so loudly you had to sit hunched over to dull the gurgles.
Home meant snacks. It might refueling yourself for sports or theater club or smoking stolen cigarettes under a tree while sneering at all organized things. Afternoon snack was an event I looked forward to from kindergarten to twelfth grade.
Hell, I still look forward to it!
Sadly, today’s teenage girls aren’t allowing themselves the joy of snack time – or any meal – at all. A report from the UK’s Independent Online showed that over “a third of 13 to 18-year-old girls” polled for a study indicated they had been on a diet or were currently dieting, and “45 per cent [ate] less than 1,200 calories per day”, which is below the healthy amount for growing women.
About a quarter of the boys in the survey admitted to eating less calories than the daily recommended amount, but girls were the ones worrying researchers most of all. Read More »
So, it’s been about a month into the semester and you’re suddenly feeling like there’s no light at the end of the social tunnel: no cute boys on your floor or in the apartment next door, no cool new chicks to chat with in your classes.
Now what? Will your whole year end up dull, boring, and steamy romance-free? It’s college lovey, such a thing cannot be!
Sure the guy next door spends more time on his Star Wars video games than he does on his personal hygiene, and yeah, maybe the girls down the hall blast Enrique during your Monday night Bachelor viewing (so not your scene) but that doesn’t mean you’re doomed to a sucky semester.
There are plenty other places on campus to scope out the cute boys and the fun girls. Read More »
“More sports?” you’re asking? Well, yes, especially if you’ve already given a new guy the impression that you at least kind of know what you’re talking about. I can’t stress enough the importance of at least feigning like you know what’s going on, because there are no limits to how hot sports-loving guys find girls who also seem to like sports. So what, if anything, should you be discussing this week? Here’s the rundown:
The NBA Finals – It’s the San Antonio Spurs vs. the Cleveland Lebrons, (ahem, I mean) Cavaliers, and after three games, it hasn’t been much of a series at all. The Spurs, led by Tim Duncan and Tony Parker, have simply dominated thus far, and with Lebron James being totally stymied by the Spurs terrific team defense, this series hasn’t even been worth watching. And that’s a shame, because the Spurs are easily the best team of this decade, and they are entirely under appreciated. Girls, do yourselves a favor. If you’ve ever liked or been interested in basketball at all, take some time on Thursday night to watch Game 4 of this series. Watching the Spurs’ offensive execution is absolutely a thing of beauty. And for you Desperate Housewives-loving girls, you can always get off on watching Parker, the soon to be Mr. Eva Longoria, as he flashes his quickness all over the court. Just so you know, if the Cavs win one game in this series, it’ll be a terrific accomplishment. Read More »
No, it’s not a requirement. But it’s also no secret that for most guys, a girl who can talk sports (even if only a little bit) increases her attractiveness exponentially. “But I don’t know a lick about sports,” you say. Fear not… I’m here to fill you in on everything you need to know so that you can impress that hunky guy who’s throwing around the football on the beach this weekend.
The Week that Was – The Yankees took 2 out of 3 from the Red Sox. I hate both of these teams as much as anyone, but they do in fact dominate the baseball landscape, and so that’s an easy conversation starter (even if you’re getting him talking about how much you both hate those two teams).
I’m not a big runner myself. I think I might have half jogged across the street the other day to avoid an oncoming car. But I am always inspired by those joggers who run everyday—weather it’s bright and sunny, or below zero and snowing. I would kill for a quarter their motivation.
Those of you who are runners should definitely keep your eyes peeled for Nike’s new iPod compatible N+ sneakers. The current N+ sneakers allow you to track your run— time, distance, and calories burned—with your iPod nano. Myself, I don’t think I’ll ever be that into my run. All I need is the pride for actually getting out there.
The details of what exactly is happening are vague. But the President and Chief Executive of Nike says the products will be out some time this year.