Anatomy of a Flashmob
By Andrew Rose and Jennifer O’Connell A joint breakdown of a flashmob by two of Rookerville’s finest, Andrew Rose and Jennifer O’Connell. You’ll find Andrew’s responses in Black and Jennifer’s in Blue. Enjoy. The first time I ever stepped foot in San Francisco, my weeklong vacation just so happened to overlap with Halloween, which, that year, just so happened to fall on a Saturday. I was out west...
#tbt: Survivor
Depending on your opinion of reality television, you can either thank or blame Survivor for shows like American Idol, the Apprentice, Jersey Shore, etc. The phenomenon, that was the first Survivor, led an explosion in reality television. For CBS, Survivor was a gold mine. It was able to fill a prime time TV slot with a highly rated show at a low cost since having strangers play for $1 million is cheaper than paying high...
Ditching The Reunion
I was not cool in high school. Actually, let me phrase that: I was the antithesis of cool in high school. As a band geek and academic all-star with a penchant for putting my foot in my mouth, it really isn’t all that surprising that as my senior year was drawing to a close, the number of people who considered me a friend was hovering around single digits. After we graduated (and I was subsequently dumped by my girlfriend four days...
Flying Here, Flying There
Over the course of ten consecutive days at the end of last month, I spent some part of six of those days on an airplane. If that sentence was confusing, think of it this way – sixty percent of the days, I was on the plane all the days. While this could make me sound as though I’m someone important, or at the very least busy, I can assure you I wasn’t jet-setting to Rookerville’s London offices or a bungalow in Bora Bora; it was...
Meet Me at Foxwoods
This past weekend I participated in my second annual “Asswipe” convention with all the women in my family. Basically it’s an excuse for all of us douchy women to get together, drink, gamble, soak up the sun, eat a lot of food and make fun of everything because we’re asswipes. We had an amazing time and most importantly, the opportunity to take it all in. Here are a few life lessons and observations I took from my 24 hours at MGM...
Poor Unfortunate Souls
In Jane Elliot’s classic Blue-eye/Brown-eye Exercise, a classroom of third graders was told one morning that they would be separated into two groups. Children with blue eyes, Elliot told them, were superior, and would therefore get privileges like extra time at recess and extra helpings at lunch. Brown-eyed kids had to wear special collars and sit in the back of the classroom, and were told they weren’t as smart. Two...