Posts tagged Columbus OH
*sigh* Studio 35
7Can you click over to Studio 35 and see why I love Columbus? It’s the little things. A Big Lebowski weekend? With a Wii bowling tournament? And the inauguration on the big screen? With a parade? Come on. The love bursts forth from my heart (not my loins, those are private).
It was hard to feel anything but cold about Columbus today, but then my friend AmazonMidwife emailed me about the inauguration thing at Studio 35 and my heart leapt. And then I clicked over to Studio 35′s website and saw the Dude-A-Thon and then I squealed (I don’t actually squeal with my voice, but in my heart I am a squealer). The Big Lebowski is my favorite. Now I don’t care about the weather; it will be in the 30s again soon and all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well, in the name of Jesus. Again, not that Jesus, this Jesus.
Already Failing
12I haven’t read more books than usual, I haven’t watched more movies than usual, I’ve written less than usual, and I don’t even own a cowbell. *sigh* I should’ve known better than to make resolutions. They never work out. I’ll try again next year.
Back to life in Columbus. Bryan and I think it’s unfair that we had to wake up to an alarm clock today and eat fibrous cereals instead of sleeping in until 9:00 and waking up to doughnuts. So many doughnuts! Do you know the thing about doughnuts? If they’re there, we’ll eat them. They taste good with coffee. And they taste good with ham.
I’ve written about my love of ring-shaped pastry before, but I’ve never actually succumbed to the seduction of Buckeye Donuts’ evil delivery system. In Chesaning, though, there are doughnuts to be had without even ordering them because my inlaws are extremely generous people and if they see you eat one doughnut, they will lovingly provide piles of them for you on a daily basis. And they won’t believe you when you say, “No, really, you don’t have to buy any more doughnuts.” Come to think of it, maybe they just couldn’t understand what we were saying with our mouth full of doughnuts. It’s hard to talk that way. Seriously, though, my body doesn’t know what to do with granola anymore. Here’s a hint, body: digest the shit out of it. Literally. Please.
Things I Love So F*cking Much
21. Electricity. I got some, bitches!
2. Dawn. She works my blogs and she invites me to free spaghetti dinners. And she makes me laugh.
3. Kristen. She makes her husband deliver coffee to me and she sets up free coffee for her neighbors because she has a generator. And she makes me laugh.
4. My other friends here and in Chesaning, and my extended family. They invite me to do laundry at their house and they invite me to stay with them and use up their electricity in order to get me to shut up with the whining. They remind me that I’m very lucky to have several places to which I could flee if I really needed to. And they make me laugh.
5. My husband and children. They’re just awesome. Bryan’s awesome because he puts up with me for-evah! And he’s cute. And the kids are awesome because, well, they’re 50% me. I’m kidding! They’re their own little bundles of funny electricity-addicted awesomeness. And they make me laugh.
6. Margaret Cho. Thanks to Dawny for this link because I couldn’t have said it better myself. And it makes me laugh: I’m Christian You Fuckers
Are You Experienced?
8I think I’m supposed to talk about the Experience Columbus blogger thing that a bunch of us local bloggers were invited to the other night. The event was put together in order to show us big-mouth bloggers the new ad campaign designed to bring more leisure travelers to Columbus. We’re supposed to love it and then use our super-human blogging powers to get the word out to everybody in a 3-hour away radius that Cols is swingin’, baby! It was pretty fun except for the part where somebody without a nametag, read my very fancy pre-printed nametag and said, “So Abby, tell me about Sundays With Stretchy Pants,” and then I peed a little in my pants and said, “Der…I like dis here ice creams.” I didn’t know what to say about SWSP. I’m not a legitimate blogger; they told me there would be ice cream, so I showed up. Also, the lady didn’t have a nametag on and I felt that was rude. Was she above having a nametag? Did she not want strangers walking up to her and calling her by name because that’s just a little bit disconcerting? Uh, yeah, it is. Everybody knows that.
Ok, here are my thoughts on the campaign: I get the joke, and I liked it a lot at first, but now I just think there isn’t enough pointing to what Columbus has to offer. Look at the sidebar ad here. I like that because it makes you wonder where the hell the ad is going and then it pays off with a lot of pretty pictures of some fun things you can do here. The print ads are good, too. The videos? I’m not a fan. I like the premise and I get the joke, but there needs to be more indication of what we can do here. We like flashy, pretty pictures of stuff. Without flashy, pretty pictures of stuff, we find ourselves wondering, “Hm. Where do you suppose that cheese rolling festival is? Is it far from here?” Everybody at the shindig pretty much said all that, but I doubt the ads will change at all. But, we all got free t-shirts and ice cream and brownies (oops, I don’t know where the brownies came from) and mouse pads, so whatevs. And I really love Columbus, even if their youtube channel is kind of lame.

