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Monday, December 31, 2007

Cedric Arrives in Brooklyn... WE ARE SO HAPPY/SAD!

It's true- Anna Nicole is rotting away in a hole in the Bahamas (OR IS SHE?), Benazir Bhutto is unable to fulfill the promise of democratic rule in Pakistan, and CEDRIC IS IN BROOKLYN!


This is Erica, guest-posting LIVE from my internship at the Dubai Centre for Human Rights, and trying to put all of this REALNESS into words. The whole city of Greensboro is thoroughly excited to have a local emissary established deep in the heart of cafe life and sexy streetwear (or streety sexwear?) known as Brooklyn, but we've really had a hard time adjusting.

We've been crying and eating lots of ice cream. In Minsk! (Patrick wouldn't shut up about how cutting edge Eastern Europe is, so we took a trip right after Cedric left and buried our faces in Belarusian Dairy Queen.)


Then we got bloated and switched to cake.


Even the buildings were crying! It was a rough weekend.


We decided it was probably a good thing that we never killed Cedric so he would stay here forever.

NONETHELESS we must attempt at least the barest of tributes to the person who has put more than just his TITS into this blog. He was the rich soil from which both HypePipe and Sexxy Sexxy Muscular Black Guys sprung (among many other things which would fill more than a dozen spiral notebooks). He taught old and young to love the Grapevine. He sent text messages. A lot.

He also told us what was happening.



Cedric, for those familiar with Malcolm Gladwell's The Tipping Point, is Greensboro's ultimate connector. He has been the essential Jenga piece, if you will, of life in this city of 250,00 sticks of wood. No matter how gently Cedric slides out of the pile, the whole world as we know it could disintegrate before our eyes!


So Cedric, until we see your postings from the hip outpost, we SALUTE you!!!!!!!! And by "you," we mean, your butt.

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Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Let Us Pray.....




For dear sweet Ann-bot Curry and her safe arival to and departure from THE MIGHTY SOUTH POLE!

Seriously, we miss that bitch!

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Friday, August 31, 2007

Thank You Greensboro!


For making last night's Spelling Bea Arthur so very EPIC!


Last night's spellers, spelling spectators, and even the people who just thought they were going to go to the Flat to drink, did Greensboro proud and broke a HypePipe Citywide Spelling Bea Arthur participation record. The Flat Iron was packed to the gills with old school and new school SPELLING FOOLS. Prizes were awarded after several intense rounds of head to head spelling and even Al Gore smiled upon the evening from his mansion in Tennessee. In a word, it was EPIC.

Thank you Greensboro!!!!

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Wednesday, August 22, 2007

BREAKING NEWS- Local Citizens Save Springfield, We Mean, Greensboro


This is not so much Breaking News as it is Recent News, but it is news nonetheless that LOCAL CITIZENS ARE SAVING THE WORLD. And by the world, we of course mean Greensboro.

Something must be distracting the News and Record from reporting on actual world-shaking news like this, so you have to read, of all things, some guy's blog to find out what the Council voted on last night.

So, what happened at Melvin Municipal that could get us so excited? Over 70 Springfieldians showed up to support the U.S. Mayors Climate Protection Agreement. And Mayor Holliday signed! Cool cities, cool mayors, cool kids, and cool people saving the world!

Hooray! We are saved from THE DOME!

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Monday, August 13, 2007

Who Needs a Chinatown, When You Can Have a FANTA-CITY

There are few things in this world that we love more than a good old-fashioned field trip. We think it's safe to assume that luxurious charter buses, frozen boxes of Hi-C, and museum-based edutainment motivated more school attendance than the promise of meaningful employment in a distant and abstract future ever could.

So, being the bon vivants that we are, last weekend we took a fresh stab at field tripping. After turning out our pockets only to see that we didn't have enough scratch to get us even halfway to Dollywood we realized we wouldn't be leaving the confines of Guilford County. After just a little pissing and moaning about our un-rich state, we decided to take back our lives and make the most of our own local playground, Greensboro. And if you have access to a car and some cash, you too can spend your Daycation in...



Fanta-City!


The Triad's international shopping, entertainment and cultural center


With only a vague, yet intense, desire for bubble tea and a hazy notion of what the hell Fanta-city even is, we stumbled from the hot newly paved asphalt of the Fanta-lot into the most prominent door we could find. The first good omen of the day was propped up against that door:


We checked out the Fanta-stickal Fanta-city website before we got there, so we were able to compose a short shopping list. (Visit the website- REALLY! You will be graciously offered installation of a Korean language pack and your mouse will trail a glitterous rainbow of stars all over the page- it's pretty fucking magical and it got us really excited about Fanta-land before we even got there.)


The shopping list:

noodles
rice wine vinegar
bubble tea
mogwai (cause we're dumb)


Since Fanta-city, true to its name, is set up like a town square of pan global shops, each one a magical portal to another culture, we decided to get a lay of the land before we got tit-deep in shopping or accidently locked ourselves in an unfinished community meeting room. We spotted a barber shop, a day spa ($35.00 mani or pedi), and this lovely western wear outlet on our first spin around the block:


The inside of Fanta-city reminded us of hospitals, airport terminals, and the hallways of brand-new suburban high schools. (From the outside Fanta-city kind of looks like a Chi-Chi's restaurant-cum-bus stop.) Oh, and since we're ladies, we checked out the bathrooms. They are both HUGE (we mean more stalls than the recently departed Flying Anvil had) and clean. Our two favorite features in a bathroom! They also have the look of bathrooms that are not heavily used, but more on that later.



The next "stop":



The words "empty classroom" best describe the Dream Bus Stop, but OH WHAT DREAMS it has already inspired. Aparently, the Maryland-based Dream Tours has decided to grace Greensboro with a stop on its cross-country gypsy railroad runs connecting Hotlanta to NYC via D.C. Can you cruise the east coast, hopping from Chinatown to Chinatown for less than a 100 bones? Dear readers, we are counting on it.




We think everything on this whole shelf was a Central American cure for foot fungus. That shelf was one of our favorite TINGS! (See "Ting" in photo.) Since this particular store was cerrado, we pledged to come back later so we could pick up some tomato shampoo and conditioner that had a drawing of a ninja on it. There was sooo much in this store we wanted to buy!



T'inking about Ting made us thirsty, so we stopped at the Indu Convenient Store for, what else,


Fanta and phone cards. And some cardamon pods. And some powdered pomegranate, pickled mango, frozen naan, and Bollywood DVDs:



The outdoor tables also offer a nice view of West Market. Indu Market has everything you need to create an Indian meal, or just chill. Wanta Fanta?


Having refreshed ourselves and purchased our fill of $5.00 phone cards, we brought our thinning wallets into Creative Fashion.


Cute, right? And it was ALL TAX-FREE! (For that weekend only, sadly.) Which made it even cuter. We found Junk Food shirts, (celebrities wear them, so they must be slutty high quality), fabulous SHADES, and a brand of jeans from Canada that we haven't even heard of. It's more than Creative. It's inspired.

Speaking of fashion...



And yes, there is Tae Kwon Do at Fanta-city:


Perhaps more important than Shakira's jeans or Martial Arts, (though, god knows, they are two of the most important things in this world) is the Fanta-food court. It is, of course, pan global. It is also a lot like a church fellowship hall. We felt so relaxed in the cafeteria-like setting, we forgot to take a picture. Picture it: Asian cafe (Malaysian food, we think), Japanese Hibachi place, Taste of Thai Express, Fresh Spot something (smoothies, fruit, sleek green tiled decor), and a soon-to-open pizza place. We totally felt like we were in L.A.! Except there was a lot less cocaine and paparazzi.

And that bubble tea?


We found it!

Good god, we love those big straws. And at U and J Coffee and Cafe, you don't have to elbow past a crowd for a cup! (Hopefully, that will change and they will be as busy as a bubble tea hut in this HOT ASS weather should be.) We even got an adzuki bean bun, which we couldn't eat in its entirety. But that seemed beside the point of just being able to buy it. It was a good thing we didn't find the part of Greensboro Chinatown that sells mogwais. If you spill bubble tea on one, this will happen!

At the end of our fabulous and edutaining field trip, we surmised that Fanta-City covers the following cultures: Thai, Korean, Mexican, Indian, Southeast Asian in general, African, South American and that's all we got to before we ran out of money, so we'll leave it at that. The main thing that puzzles us is how the whole thing got built and filled with office furniture and merchandise and how long it can possibly stay that way! It was a Saturday, and we saw a total of four other people who were not Fanta-employees. Even the bridal store and baby clothes emporiums were empty, and this was during the tax-free weekend. We know that the economies of several countries around the world are involved in financing Fanta-city, but we have no idea how many international investors are betting their chips on this chunk of West Market.

The whole Fanta-city experience far exceeded our expectations, though they were admittedly non-specific to begin with. Nonetheless, our fervent prayer to the retail gods of Greensboro is that Fanta-city takes off and blows the fuck up! Because who needs a Chinatown when you can have a whole Fanta-city!!!! As soon as our first toe touched that hot parking lot we felt like we were home. It was Whitney Houston's arrival in Israel. If you have a chance to go, we think you'll feel the same way too.

This is my land!


Special thanks to local dramaturg and yachting enthusiast Clifford Sterling III for keeping this field trip hot, spicy, and edutaining.

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We Reeeeeally Hope the Clay Aiken Candidacy is Not a Joke


According to this, Clayken, who must finally be listening to what his bangs are telling him, has set his sights on Liddy Dole's senate seat.

We reeeeeally hope this is not a joke. We are already very emotionally invested in being represented by Senator Clayken. His hair alone could save us all. Plus, we know why he's running. He wants to fill the state with unicorns! (After he gets hisself a fur coat and flying car.)


Episode 3 of Unicorn Planet

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Tuesday, July 10, 2007

So You Think You Can Save The Planet...

So in my continuing effort to make the world a better place, I have decided from time to time to introduce you all to a bit of choreographed dance that I feel holds the key to all of us elevating to a new level of consciousness and socio-cultural awareness (Like when Michael Jackson turned in to the robot/space ship at the end of Moonwalker).

This week I present to you teen-come-twenty-something man-dance- deity WADE ROBSON teaching us a fresh new way to slide and glide.......

Enjoy!

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