Wouldn't mind a little trip back to the islita of PALMA

Palma de Mallorca
Seaside Consulate building,

Romping in the Snow: NYC Edition

The Browns hit the city to spend a snowy holiday in style.
We hit up:
-The upper east side's Atlantic Grill (more than once).

-The Jewish Heritage Museum, because we had to kill time and are always eager to learn more about bris (Jewish circumcision) and how it was still performed during the Holocaust in concentration camps.  Upon seeing a circumcision tool actually used in the extermination camps, my dad noted that it looked "like a butter knife". Well, dad, that's the best they could do when starving and breaking their backs to stay alive under the Third Reich. Needless to say, bris in the 1930s was no Sound of Music for European Jewish boys.

-Buddakhan, because we thought we'd try being trendy and eating like asian kings.

-Promises, Promises: Kristen Chenoweth had the voice, Sean Hayes had the humor and Molly Shannon provided sexual tension interpreting the raunchy cougar.
Too bad he's gay, Molly.
-The Gugennheim for the Caos and Classicism exhibit.
Mussolini wanted to show the world a new Italian image
reflecting men as rugged primitive soldiers. 
Central Park where kids attempted to sled, but really cried to their parents for not raising them in the burbs.

- Columbia University to admire the beautiful Christmas lights strung through the center of campus. 

- St. John the Divine Cathedral to feel small next to this worldly wonder.

- The Fighter where Marky Mark kills, Christian Bale kills, and we learned that crack kills. 

Happy Christmas
  Happy New Year
Now I'm busting this joint for 


Green Invention

This magic machine converts plastics to oil.

This guy stuffs recyclable plastic caps, styrofoam takeout trays and bottles into his converter and out comes GASOLINE!


Tonight's epic police escort home

I'm trying to stop my heavily palpitating heart from jumping through my sternum as I recount the last hour's events to my parents. They are highly impressed and holding back questions. This is my one and only true police encounter, and it involves no underage drinking, drugs, or college partying whatsoever (what else would you expect from such an uncorrupted young lady?)

When pulling out of my driveway with a friend at 10:30 p.m., we encountered a strange car running in my neighbor's adjoining driveway.  I continued to the street, turned towards the main road, en route to my friend's house. The car began to follow us. Five minutes later, it was still proceeding to follow us and across town, the same thing.

Instead of pulling into my friend's driveway, I told her not to be totally alarmed (although I was sweating, playing over chase scenes from The Town in my mind), but that someone had been following us and I was not comfortable dropping her off. We looped back to the main road, moving quickly all the while, crushing speed bumps, and with the pursuant still on our tail.  freeeeakin outttt.  Once on the main road, I sped towards the police station, because neither of us had cell phones to call the police (I know what you're thinking: social suicide, right? I could've missed, like, two bbms!).  Meanwhile, the car behind me is swerving over the double yellow lines, almost scraping my bumper and not slowing donw.

Once peeling into the police station lot, he passed to the right of my parked vehicle, which allowed me to see his car and note the make, color and plates (SCHWING! Points for Annie Bond).  A few minutes later, I calmly pulled around the police building to exit the parking lot and came upon the car- parked in the one way exit, lights on, engine running.  Twenty feet behind it, I checked the plates again and thought about pulling my car half off the road and onto the grass to just blaze by him.  But no, he wouldn't let me slip away so easily with such a stunt.

The guy got out of his green Jimmy (I felt so confident in my Ford Explorer [great 4x4 in the snow]) and stood there smugly, my headlights drowning his scraggly figure in his over sized gray sweatshirt and work boots.  He was roughly my height and, I thought, if he didn't look like he would maybe vomit on me, I would try to take him.  Out of our windows we asked him what his problem was, and, without advancing towards us, he said to back up and go back to the police station where a cop was being sent over.  He asked us why we were running. He did not provoke us, but told us to go wait for the police to come, continuing to suggest that we "knew why" he was calling us in.  Backing up, I hoped Mr. Crazypants DID call the police, so they would come and take him off our hands.

We bolted around the building to the entrance of the parking lot and fled to my friend's house to call the police, frantically checking my rear view for his lights.  An officer came over and talked to us, confirmed the description, immediately recognized the "townie character" and promised he would find and talk to him tonight.  After giving him my D.O.B. and other personal stats (cell phone, marital status, preferred romantic restaurant in town), my hero of the night guided me home.

I have never felt so important as when reporting the incident to the dispatch officer on the phone, articulating each action in brief detail.  For a moment, it felt as though my glorified car chase through Manchester-by-the-sea was REAL crime-crushing material.  As if Annie was putting an end to exploitation, drug trafficking and rape (whoa, no need to applaud yourself there, kiddo).  In reality, I drove my friend home safely and got a healthy adrenaline rush from an old drunk Jimmy driver.  PRETTY EXCITING STUFF FOR A SMALL TOWN GAL.


Talented Teens Perfect Ping Pong Ball Tossing

Last year's freshmen rule the school.

Video published in May, 2010... again, lots of studying during finals week at HC

Elefantes (elephants)

  Elephants, with their trunks up, bring good luck!

1.) Funky fresh stationary from Small Joys in Bedford, New York.

 2.) The Elephant House in Edinbergh, Scotland... great view, lots of elephant accents, where J.K. wrote H.P. 

I gave this mug to my brother last Christmas.
Don't expect much this year, bud.

3.) Banksy's art exhibition in a warehouse in Los Angeles, CA 


U.S. History Lesson

Just finished my last exam in U.S. History 1890-1945.

Let's review using my candidates from sophomore year's MANuary campaign:

Japan attacked Pearl Harbor on December 7th, 1941.
Russia joins Allies against Germans after Hitler breaks pact with Stalin.

Churchill, Stalin and F.D.R (the man) meet at Yalta Conference to create "island-hopping" territorial takeover in February, 1945.

After murdering approx. 6 million Jews, Hitler commits suicide April 30, 1945.

America says goodnight to Japan, dropping 2 a-bombs on August 6 & 9, 1945.

Germany and Japan surrendered and American troops discovered the cruel realities of concentration camps.

U.S. claims world economic and political supremacy and
the "freedom to make love to American women."
-Robert Westbrook, Why We Fought.


One more semester til my Bachelorette's Degree!

Christmas has come early, amigos.

I was getting nostalgic and thinking about the end of the year, but you know what saved me? Recapping fall semester! And you know how I did that? By listening to this little diddy.

(Song produced in September 2010 by yours truly. Video produced exam week, December 2010.)

New study strategy

While reading, imagine Morgan Freeman narrating the text, like in March of the Penguins.
 Or Sigourney Weaver, from Planet Earth.


What makes Stein so great? Well, it's named after a nun named Edith, love her like a sister. 

AND there's the MRC...

(my temporary office)

...AND there's CB2!

Angela wins barista of the semester. Starbucks can step off!


Marley Tribute

Tall and Blonde,
They form a special bond.
          From New York and D.C.,
          They united at HC.
Mulledy One Central,
Things got a little mental.
A year abroad didn't crack them apart,
Nothing could split their soul mate hearts.
           Now captains of club field hockey and both have brothers,
           They're natural milfs, they won't settle as mothers.
Still friends as seniors, as dictates fate,
YES, the Marleys live on- they're Caitlin and Kate! 

In this picture, they're just being Marleys.

Here, they're merely sophomores, but still nailing it. 

Today's Marley moment: Starbucks at 3:45 p.m. EST.  Waiting for my shot of espresso and her sugar free skinny vanilla latte, Caitlin turned to me and said (pointing), "You know, this is Kate's favorite cup currently for sale." She proceeded to fondly look over her shoulder at her Marley counterpart. Kate, on cue, turned as well and nodded her head.


This is not a Halloween costume, this is the original Gaga.

 David Bowie is like the male Madonna. Well, that's questionable, she is probably more masculine.

You be the judge.

This is all very relative to a very special project that my current room mate, Abigail, former room mate, Shannon, and freshman hall mate, Ellie,  have been designing for years. Here is a preview:  Jim Henson's Labyrinth.  
(***Temperatures drop at 2 min. 10 secs.)

Kinda reminds me of Hayden in one of his 'dancing on table' spells. But Bowie is a legend, so take that as a compliment.

Jim Henson's 1986 seriously creepy and genius movie is one of his greatest works, among others like Fraggle Rock and A Muppet Christmas Carol.
(**Peace signs up to anyone who can pick out the senior duo most like Marley and Marley)


Sci Cafe - Hot Chocolate experiment

Hypothesis: If you try to slurp down just the whipped cream, the contents below it will shoot down your throat  causing you to expel the scalding liquid onto the science building atrium's floor.

Results:  Tongue and thumb are burnt.

Conclusion: I tried it. Don't let the seductive Swiss Miss package lure you in with its mountainous landscape.

Alternate recommendation: Whatever they're selling that has bacon in it, because the whole building wreaks of delicious pig fat and I want some.

i'd rather "sprawl" than "do what i do"

This is my room mate's blog:  SPRAWL II

It is also the reason I took a leave of absence from the blog world, out of complete respect and awe of her artistic genius).

Throw back videos, pictures and personal favorites.

Study week: Annie's Assignments

Start your engines for some explosive blogging, movie producing, music and art exploring.

1. Hit up some Loggy for studying: pump these free tracks through your oversized headphones (www. loggymusic.com

2. Good Music All Day posts music made by college kids for college kids: so take a study break and lose yourself here (www. goodmusicallday.com)

3. If you just handed in a few essays, take a break from the library (actually don't try to go back unless you bring your own table and chair). I like to reward myself with movie and music producing.  Here's a fan-favorite:

4. Get inspired by banksy and shepard fairey to make your own tags.  Often times, your creative designs make for ballpoint pen tattoos and colorful notebook doodles. The fruits of boredom often invent genius, think like Zuckerberg's social awkwardness and the creation of facebook or Holy Cross study week and "The Bloghouse".

5. This should get your creative ideas flowing: Dear blank, please blank provides lots of ammunition for facebook posting.

And finally, don't forget to try out the experimental Sci-Cafe hours and menu.  Oh Mamie Reilly, procrastinate away.