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I'm an expat Californian who is obsessed with traveling to strange and exotic destinations in the former Communist Bloc. I also like tacos, surfing, and the geopolitics of oil. Washington, D.C. is currently my home, but I'm looking to break out of this fetid swamp someday. Read more about me here, check out my photo album, or send me an e-mail.

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Reading: Telex From Cuba

Watching: Nothing, really

Listening to: Jack's Mannequin, Rage Against the Machine, Arcade Fire, Gogol Bordello, The Clash

Playing: Soccer and Wiffleball (finally!)

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October 31, 2005

All set

Everything has finally been moved over to the new host. I'm with Dreamhost now and really like them so far...TONS of storage space and fast servers, what more could you want?

I've also upgraded to Movable Type 3.2 and Gallery 2.0.

In other news, it's Halloween today and we haven't had ANY trick-or-treaters. This neighborhood sucks. It's full of angry old people who won't open the gates, so no kids come in to take all this candy off of our hands. Even the kids that live here don't trick-or-treat in the neighborhood! God, this place is dull.

October 27, 2005

Moving to a new host

I found a new host and will be moving all the content onto the new server. Might take a few days for me to get Movable Type, Gallery, etc installed and for the DNS to propagate.

Knott's Scary Farm

Last week, some friends and I went to Knott's Scary Farm. The night went something like this:

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Let's get an icee!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Let's get a caramel apple!"

It was definitely a lot better than I expected it to be. They have a ton of "mazes" spread around the park that you can go into. At first, they were scary because when the park opened there were not a lot of people so you often found yourself walking through this maze alone, with random Knott's employees jumping at you from above and popping out of the most random areas. It's funny how something can still be "scary" when you know going in that people are going to be jumping out at you and startling you. Near the end of the evening though, the park was much more crowded, so when you went through the maze you were in a huge line and the scare factor was zilch. Most of the rides were open, too, and they put them in "scary" mode by turning off all the lights inside and having employees setup along the ride routes to jump out of the darkness and scare you. Anyways, it was definitely worth the drive to Orange County land, check it out if you get a chance.

October 26, 2005

It's official

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(I have this bumper sticker, but no car to put it on. Maybe someday when I get a job, I will.)

Yesterday, I received an e-mail from my advisor at 1:10am PST letting me know that I had successfully completed the requirements for my MSc in Russian & Post-Soviet Studies at the London School of Economics.

Now I can go back to London in December to parade around in a silly hat and gown. Afterwards, I plan to visit all my old pubs and drink Strongbow.

Also, it would be nice to have a job. Please?

October 24, 2005

In search of a new host

This site has been running pretty slowly lately, and I've definitely outgrown my 333MB quota over the past year. I've been looking at Lunarpages, Midphase, Simplehost, and Bluehost. If you have any experience with those companies or know anything about them, let me know.

October 23, 2005

Now go and show the world what the valleys already know

Two weeks ago, my friend Kim and I went to the British Sea Power/Killers concert in Long Beach. Over the past few months, I've been corresponding via e-mail with Mark, BSP's (now former) tour manager. He contacted me one day to let me know he used my site to get some info for the band's upcoming tour to Russia, and we've been e-mailing ever since. In September, he told me that BSP would be touring with The Killers out here and asked if I'd like some tickets, so of course I had to take him up on the offer, as I love both bands.

After a long drive on the traffic-laden freeways of Southern California, we arrived at the Long Beach Convention Center. You know what's odd? I don't think I've ever been to Long Beach. Well, maybe I have a long time ago, I just can't remember ever being there. Let's be honest, though, there isn't much in Long Beach except the Queen Mary, so I don't feel as if I have a huge void in my life because I haven't spent a significant amount of time in Snoop Dogg's hometown.

I picked up the tickets from will call at the window with the "KILLERS GUEST LIST" sign. The employee handed me two pairs of these:

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She told us to put the bracelets on right away, as they were our "ticket" but didn't say anything about the green passes so I asked her what we were supposed to do with them. She looks at me like I'm an idiot, and says "Uhhh...they are your backstage passes."

"Ohhhh....right, of course."

Wow, definitely wasn't expecting that! I've never had backstage passes before, so it was pretty exciting.

We got in line, went through the security check...they were confiscating cameras but luckily didn't come across Kim's. Actually, they did a rather poor job of finding cameras, as it seemed like everyone and their mom had smuggled them into the venue. When we got in, we checked out the merchandise and food stands. I wanted to get a beer, but paying $10 for a plastic cup of watered down domestic draft seemed incredibly ridiculous. The beer at Angel Stadium seems like a downright bargain compared to that. The opening band, Lemon Sun, had just started playing so we went to go check them out. They were good! (You can listen to some of their songs here). After Lemon Sun, there was a pretty large gap in between them and BSP, so we decided to check out the magical area known as backstage, where they have wonderful things such as free cans of Coke. We went back out to the arena area, and BSP came on shortly afterwards. Here's the setlist, which I took from another site because my memory is not THAT good:

Men Together Today
It Ended On An Oily Stage
Remember Me
Oh Larsen B
Apologies To Insect Life
How Will I Ever Find My Way Home?
Please Stand Up
Carrion
Lately
Rock In A

This was my first time seeing BSP in concert, and I must say that they are very entertaining because they do the most RANDOM stuff! We were on the floor, near the right end of the stage, pretty close up, so we had a good view of everything going on. Eamon got off the stage and started wandering around, banging his drum with a palm frond. The Killers fans were clearly puzzled. During the performance of "Lately" (a track which is a bit under 14 minutes), the band members started jumping on each other's backs and pretty much just acting crazy. Noble started climbing the ladder which led up to the rigging for the lights, and then came down and jumped off some equipment in the center of the stage, spilling beer everywhere. It was quite a site to behold.

After BSP finished, there was a bit of a delay while the stage was readied for The Killers. They turned on all the lights in the arena and started playing Frank Sinatra over the loudspeakers. Now, Frank Sinatra has some good music, but Kim and were still like "WTF?"

The Killers came on and played:

Jenny Was a Friend of Mine
On Top
Somebody Told Me
Midnight Show
Believe Me Natalie
Change Your Mind
Under the Gun
Smile Like You Mean It
Andy, You're a Star
Indie Rock n Roll
Mr. Brightside
Everything Will Be Alright
Moonage Daydream
All These Things That I've Done

After they played Mr. Brightside, Brandon Flowers, the lead singer said "We'll be right back" and the band left the stage for a few minutes. Then they came back on and he said "OK, encore!" which was kinda random. During one of the last songs (forgot which one) he told everyone "Let's see those cellphones" (or something like that) and the crowd got out their phones and started waving them around. I remember thinking "Oh, wow, this is soooo ridiculously southern Californian" but at the same time it looked pretty cool, since the entire arena was dark and filled to capacity (it was a sold-out concert, so duh). And safer than swaying lighters, right?

After the concert, Kim and I headed to the backstage area, where there was already a crowd waiting to get in. Of course, it didn't help that there were a lot of people in the crowd who didn't have passes and were trying to talk their way in. You know that part in Wayne's World where Wayne and Garth have backstage passes to Alice Cooper and have to work their way through the crowd to actually get there? It was kinda like that. There was a group of teenage girls behind us who asked us why we had pink bracelets instead of the yellow ones that signified floor tickets. Before I could mumble an answer that I wasn't quite sure why they were pink, they saw our passes and started screaming "Oh my God! You get to go backstage!"

"Er, yeah."

"Oh my God, do you get to meet Brandon?!"

"Uh, well if he is there I suppose we will see him."

"Oh my God, tell Brandon that we love him!!"

"OK, will do."

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Almost backstage

We finally got backstage and walked around a bit to check it out. We saw Yan and Hamilton from BSP, and said hello to them, but they seemed pretty tired, and wandered off somewhere shortly thereafter. We went into another room where everyone was congregating, and there was a huge steel container filled with ice and bottles of Corona (nice!). The problem was, someone had neglected to bring along a bottle opener, and not one person in the room had one on them. How odd is that? There was a very talented lady, though, who did a neat little trick to get the caps off, so beer was finally enjoyed by all present. Brandon Flowers came in, followed by a guy who I am almost positive was Ryan Reynolds. Ryan (or whoever this fellow was) was holding a mini box of Raisin Bran cereal over his head, and violently shaking it back and forth, so that raisins and bran flakes were flying everywhere. Everyone was shaking hands with Brandon, congratulating him on the show, and taking pictures with him. He finally came up to a group of girls, one of which had to pur her heart and soul out to him and tell him all about her internship at MAC cosmetics company (uhh, maybe he uses MAC, I'm not quite sure). Kim and I snagged a picture with him...forgive the fact that I look like a total idiot, I wasn't even drunk!

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The poor guy was so busy talking to everybody that he didn't even get to finish his beer. Kim and I decided to hit the road for the long drive ahead, and when we were leaving the backstage area, came across Noble from BSP. He was sitting there, strumming on his guitar, with two huge bottles of Blackthorn nearby (the man has good taste in drinks, apparently). We told him we enjoyed his acrobatics with the rigging and he said he would have liked to do more but we are a bit lawsuit happy in America. Yeah, he sure got that right.

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Before leaving, we managed to catch the t-shirt people as they were packing up, and purchased some BSP shirts. They have a polar bear on them (some people who went on the DC trip senior year of high school might get a kick out of that) and said "Now go and show the world what the valleys already know" (hence, where the title of this post comes from).

We managed to get back to the desert around 3:30...stopped at Del Taco on the way back...highly recommend their new fish tacos.

It was a great concert, and overall awesome experience, and THANK YOU MARK for making it all happen!

October 19, 2005

Tag, you're it

El Capitan tagged me a few days ago and I finally got around to it...I like this one...

Seven things I want to do before I die:
1. Visit all the countries I haven't been to
2. Fly a MiG over Moscow
3. Live in London for a few more years
4. Acquire a flat in the Old City of Dubrovnik, Croatia
5. Serve in the Peace Corps
6. Ride the Trans-Siberian railway
7. See the Angels go to the World Series (again), but this time watch the games from my owner's box

Seven things I can do:
1. Kick ass at Trivial Pursuit
2. Make great guacamole
3. Fix my own computer/network
4. Carry three pints of beer through a crowded pub without spilling a drop
5. Pack for travel (seriously, I am the packing goddess)
6. Ignore State Department travel warnings
7. Explain to you why you just paid $50 to fill up your gas tank

Seven things I cannot do:
1. Math (it was always my worst subject in school)
2. Sing or play any sort of musical instrument
3. Sleep on an airplane
4. Listen to country music without ripping my hair out
5. Read "Das Kapital" without falling asleep
6. Dance
7. Travel at/below the posted speed limit

Seven things I say a lot:
1. Dude
2. Can I have a side of ranch dressing with that?
3. Davai, Davai, Davai!
4. Whatever
5. I'll have a pint of Strongbow
6. ...and a packet of salt & vinegar crisps
7. Like

Seven things I find attractive in a male:
1. Accent (certain ones, like...ummm English)
2. Eyes
3. Democrat (but negotiable)
4. Likes to travel to strange and exotic places
5. Good sense of humor
6. Wears business suits with pink shirts or ties
7. President/CEO of a large corporation

Seven celebrity crushes?
1. HUGH GRANT (it's the accent)
2. Colin Firth
3. George Clooney
4. Jon Stewart
5. Rob Lowe
6. Brian Williams (yes, the news anchor)
7. Bradley Whitford

Seven people who must do this tag, or else...:
1. Ryan
2. Emily
3. Cincy
4. Kim
5. Cindy
6. Christopher
7. Rachel

I'm heading off to "the OC" in a few hours to go to Knott's Scary Farm (OMG, I am, like, totally scared). I've lived in SoCal for how many years and never been to this! Will post tomorrow about BSP and the Killers.

October 17, 2005

C-H-O-K-E

Wow, that was a horrible series for the Angels. Was this really the same team that beat the Yanks in the ALDS?

The only time I saw Vladimir Guerrero hit was in that damn overplayed Pepsi commercial with Alex Rodriguez.

Kelvim Escobar might want to spend some time with Little Leaguers...maybe they'll demonstrate how to properly tag a runner out.

As for the umpires, yeah, they made some horrible calls in this series, but that still doesn't excuse the complete lack of offense on the part of the Angels. That said, I still hate Doug Eddings.

Also, I partially blame this on Arte Moreno for changing the name to "Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim", therefore totally screwing with karma. Everyone knows that God hates the hell hole city of Los Angeles, and thus everything associated with it. God therefore hates the Angels. Change the name back, Arte.

One thing I'm looking forward to, though, is a World Series free of any annoying east coast teams (read: Boston and New York). Congrats to the Sox on their victory, and best of luck in the World Series.

So...hockey is back this year, how 'bout them Ducks?

October 15, 2005

ALCS game 3

On Friday I went to my first postseason baseball game at Angel Stadium. As you can imagine, the opportunity doesn't come very often for this Angels fan.

First, I've never seen so many people at a game before. The last time I personally saw the stadium so full was back in 2000, when I went to an Angels-Yankees game and 2001 for an Angels-Dodgers game. Second, I've never seen so many ANGELS fans there. Usually, when you go to a game at Angels stadium, you get a lot of transplants who come to the game and root for their home team. At this game, though, there was tons of RED and hardly any Sox fans. They gave out thundersticks and everyone was banging them together, yelling, on their feet, and LOUD. Needless to say, a lot sure has changed over the past few years.

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Our seats were in right field, which was great because that happened to be where umpire Doug Eddings would be positioned. Eddings, if you don't know, was the villian in the controversial ALCS game 2. As you can imagine, he received a verrrry warm welcome from everyone when the umpires were introduced. Throughout the game, whenever the ball would go anywhere near Eddings and he would make a call, the crowd would boo him and chant "You suck! You suck!" One girl in our section had a sign that said "DOUG U R FIRED" but stadium security took it away from her. The crowd booed the security guard and one guy started shouting "Communist!" at him, which was hilarious. In between innings, two Anaheim police officers stood by Eddings, but I honestly wouldn't have expected any trouble, as Angels fans are pretty laid back. You don't see our fans leaping onto the field and attacking base coaches, do you?

I loved being back at Angel stadium, eating the overpriced hot dogs and nachos, and drinking a large Mountain Dew from a plastic cup I would add to my collection. It's something you don't get in the UK because a) no baseball, b) Brits don't know what nachos are, and c) no Mountain Dew. I loved seeing the silly Rally Monkey videos they show, even though the A/V guys were breaking the Rally Monkey rules and brought him out when there was not, in fact, a rally. I love having a guy named Vladimir on my team so I can yell "Vlady, Vlady!", which I never thought I would be yelling at a baseball game. Hockey, yes, but baseball? I've never met a Vladimir that wasn't from Eastern Europe, and there's not many Eastern Europeans playing pro ball (uh, are there any?)

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Anyways, the Angels lost that game 5-2, and they lost tonight's game 8-2. Santana's pitching was all over the place, and the Angels offense is COMPLETELY MISSING IN ACTION. Combine that with a few blown calls by this inept umpire crew, and you've got the Angels facing elimination in Sunday's game.

As for me, tomorrow I am heading off to see the Toyota Indy 400 at the California Speedway, so maybe I'll have some pictures of that. My next post will be about the awesome British Sea Power/Killers concert I went to last week!

October 11, 2005

The best part of last night's game...

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Sheffield and Crosby collide while chasing a ball hit by Adam Kennedy.

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Angels celebrate their ALDS win over the evil Yankees.

From the WashPost:

In that case, Santana, a 12-game winner who had not appeared in any of the first four games of the series, was a pretty decent spare part to have just lying around the garage.

All the Yankees have lying around their garage, on the other hand, are expensive luxury cars that don't run.

So, the Angels moved on to Chicago, and the Yankees turned around and headed back home. They would be in their own beds, cozy and warm, by midmorning Tuesday.

At that point, they can sleep as long as they want, but it will be the sleep of the haunted.

Tonight, the ANAHEIM Angels face off against the White Sox in Chicago. I still call them the Anaheim Angels because their official name, "The Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim" is ridiculously stupid and an insult to the residents of Anaheim that have supported this team throughout its 40 year history in that city. ANAHEIM IS NOT IN LOS ANGELES and is, in fact, in ORANGE COUNTY. When I'm an oil baron, I'm going to buy the team from Arte Moreno just so I can change the name back to Anaheim Angels.

October 06, 2005

Only at GWU...

The best part of GW's paper, The Hatchet, has always been the crime log. The latest issue certainly does not disappoint:

Disorderly Conduct

10/1 - Hall on Virginia Avenue - 1:50 a.m. - case closed
A student entered the lobby of the dormitory and began to yell at the officer stationed at the front desk when questioned for his GWorld card. The officer said that the student insisted he did not need to show University identification because he had "diplomatic immunity." UPD was notified, arrived on the scene and determined that the subject did not have any kind of immunity - and was intoxicated. He was assessed, determined to not need medical treatment and was escorted back to his "embassy" in Thurston Hall.

October 05, 2005

Lenin: To bury or not to bury?

The question over what to do with Lenin's waxy corpse has been brought up since the fall of the Soviet Union, and today the NY Times had an article on the politics behind the decision (or lack thereof):

Revisiting a proposal that thwarted Boris N. Yeltsin, who faced down tanks but in his time as president could not persuade Russians to remove the Soviet Union's founder from his place of honor, a senior aide to President Vladimir V. Putin raised the matter last week, saying it was time to bury the man.

"Our country has been shaken by strife, but only a few people were held accountable for that in our lifetime," said the aide, Georgi Poltavchenko. "I do not think it is fair that those who initiated the strife remain in the center of our state near the Kremlin."

In the unending debate about what exactly the new Russia is, the subject of Lenin resembles a Rorschach inkblot test. People project their views of their state onto him and see what they wish. And so as Mr. Poltavchenko's suggestion has ignited fresh public sparring over Lenin's place, both in history and in the grave, the dispute has been implicitly bizarre and a window into the state of civil society here.

As for myself, I do not have any strong feelings either way. Yes, the USSR is gone, so wouldn't it make sense to bury the icons of the past? Yet, Russia hasn't gone very far in this regard - visitors to the country can still pose with a multitude of Lenin statues, admire the decorative hammers and sickles in the Moscow metro, or do their best to avoid the rough-looking paratroopers sporting Soviet crests on their berets. The fact that Lenin remains in his place of honor then, is hardly surprising. On the other hand, though, this waxy corpse once played a very important part in Russia's history. Here is, after all, the man who led a revolution that entrenched the Soviet state for over 70 years. So, perhaps from a historical viepoint, one could argue for leaving him on Red Square. Personally, as a student of Russian politics and history, I was very much looking forward to visiting Lenin's tomb on my first trip to Moscow in 2002. Such a trip is an almost mandatory part of your first visit to Red Square, so it would seem odd to go there and not see the red and black marble structure next to the Kremlin walls. If they remove Lenin, would they also remove or demolish the mausoleum? Certainly, for historical purposes, the structure should somehow be preserved whether in its original location or through removal to a museum.

Perhaps the first step could be removing the "honors" that are currently accorded to him. Before visiting the tomb, guards search you for cameras - why not let people take pictures? At St. Peter's Basilica at the Vatican, you're allowed to take pictures of the preserved Popes, so how about letting people do that with Lenin? Hell, go one step further, and follow Russian tradition by charging tourists a few rubles for a photo pass that allows them to take pictures. Also, replace the well dressed, solemn-faced guards with some slouching militsia. The last time I saw Lenin (Uh, I think it was my third - in 2003), a guard came up to my friend Luke and told him to remove his hands from his pockets because it was disrespectful (and by the way, no stopping, keep moving, no talking). Oh come on now, there's no need for that! We can look at display cases filled with the bodies of Popes and mummies of Egyptian pharaohs without being hassled by the overzealous "respect" police...why not turn Lenin into a real tourist attraction? How about letting people visit other parts of the tomb? I would surely get a kick out of climbing to the top to get a picture of myself waving from the balcony. By changing the tomb's environment from a respectful viewing area to a museum display, you are no longer "paying your respects" to a tyrant but rather viewing him as what he is today: a morbid tourist attraction.

Once, after we visited Lenin's tomb, my friends and I concluded that Russia should send Lenin on a world tour. The Russian government has sent art to an exhibition in New York and the Romanov's jewels to museums throughout the U.S., so why not do the same with Lenin. People with an interest in Russian history would surely pay $10 to visit an exhibition on Soviet history, with the man himself as the main attraction. Cheaper than visiting Moscow, right? And, needless to say, sending Lenin's body on a for-profit tour of the major capitalist countries would be the ultimate insult to him and his twisted ideology.

October 02, 2005

Put me in, coach

Yesterday, I attended a Red Cross training class at the Palm Springs library. It was a crash course in Disaster Services, Mass Care, and Shelter Operations all rolled into one long 8-hour day. So now I am eligible for deployment to the Gulf Region (or any other disaster area, for that matter). For the preferred date of deployment I put "IMMEDIATE" but whether I am called up or not is contingent on a variety of factors. I'd really like to go, though. Watching all hell break loose in an American city while I was in London was really heartbreaking, and I wanted to do something. Now that I'm no longer a student and am now officially in the "unemployed" category (I HATE writing that on applications/forms/etc.), I have a lot of time on my hands. Looks like I wasn't the only one, though, as there were at least three other unemployed college graduates that were in the class with me.

In the meantime, I will continue to apply for jobs...

Required Reading

Comrades:

Biscuits with Honey
Cindy
Csaba's Flickr
Defined by Location
Dude, Where's the Beach?
EJ Takes Life
fabulous just fabulous
incredibly true misadventures of the gypsy & the jew
Kim's work blog
The Lonely Eater
Monsoon
My Life in Sin City
News to Hughes
Nick
Notes On The Day
The Cincysundevil Made Me Do It
Will’s Title is Too Long
With an "S"

Russia & the former USSR:

The Accidental Russophile
Baku News
Chernobyl and Eastern Europe
Chernobyl Children's Project International
Copydude
English Russia
Goodbye Baby Lenin
Johnson's Russia List
Kaukasus
Notes from Україна
The Oil and The Glory
Registan
Robert Amsterdam
RusEnergy
Russian Oil & Gas
Russian Pipeliners
Scraps of Moscow
Sean's Russia Blog
Siberian Light
Vilhelm Konnander
Vladimir Vladimirovich™
White Sun of the Desert

Energy:

Alexander's Oil and Gas Connections
California Energy Blog
Environmental Economics
The Oil Drum
R-Squared Energy Blog
This Week in Petroleum
The Watt
WSJ Energy Roundup

Washington DC:

DC Blogs
DCist
Metroblogging DC
The Heights they are a changin'
why.i.hate.dc

Politics:

Cato @ Liberty
Democracy in America
Free Exchange
get your war on
Political Cartoons
Wonkette

Sports:

6-4-2
7.62x54r
All Climbing
Baseball Musings
Chronicles of the Lads
Confessions of a Novice Surfer
Daily Bread
Halos Heaven
League of Angels
On Frozen Blog
Pearly Gates
Surfrider Foundation
WannaSurf
Your Daily Donkey

Middle East:

american short-timer
Back to Iraq
The Calm Before the Sand
Dan in the Desert
Kevin Sites in the Hot Zone
Michael Yon in Iraq

London:

An American in London
Evening Standard Headlines
Going Underground
Londonist

Travel:

Belly Button Window
blogjam
BootsnAll Travel Network
Gadling
Gridskipper
Knife Tricks
Stuck in Customs

Etc.:

best of craigslist
Daily Puppy
Freakonomics Blog
Google Maps Mania
Google Sightseeing
The Great Taco Hunt
Operation Eden
Passive Aggressive Notes
PostSecret
Waiter Rant
Wellington Grey
Wikipedia

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