preppy. politicos.

April 29, 2010

Recently at the Cupcakes and Cocktails event on Newbury St., my liberal friend CP (if you can’t make peace over cupcakes, where can you?) made the observation that my political views, much like many other things in my life, are an anomaly. Having grown up in a small, southern town (and in a Catholic family), my conservative roots have been in place for decades.

However, as I transition from the twilight of my youth to quasi-adulthood, my political views can be summed up in the following: I don’t care what you do, who you marry, or how you are paying for healthcare.. as long as you leave me and my hard earned money out of it. And you’re generally not an IDIOT (no crying for a bailout when you buy a home you clearly can’t afford). So that’s kinda libertarian, but I really don’t want to move to Verhampshire and live in the bush and not shave my legs to embrace the affiliation.

So after some big think tanking (the booze helped), we came up with this. This ain’t your average Libertarian or Conservative Party.. this conservative libertarianism is a revolution:

PREPPY LIBERTARIANS

We focus primarily on fair taxes, personal accountability and seersucker. Based on one-day feedback via Twitter, the movement is strong.

Pretty sure the Tea Party is regretting not recruiting me to be their mascot/chairperson.


georgia state of mind

January 21, 2010

It was only a matter of time.. Georgia parody on Jay-Z’s Empire State of Mind. Makes me want some Waffle House and Coke.

2 Fingers in the air for the A-Town
Got my seersuckers, Sperry’s and a buttondown.

Full lyrics after the jump

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NoVA. Nation.

September 6, 2009

Arlington, VA: Straight up gangsta. I’m packing heat and boat shoes.


twin. terrors.

June 19, 2009

The Twins go to DC! Well, technically little J already lives there. The real reason for the trip was to try on bridesmaid dresses for the upcoming nuptials of Big Brother. Turns out, a bridal store like David’s Bridal was everything I dreamt it to be and more:

Average bridal customer

Average bridal customer

The worst part? We had to register our information since the bride didn’t have an account (got her dress elsewhere). Which means we inevitably are on 39473865 wedding mailing lists now, great! But on the bright side, the dresses were cute (& inexpensive), the wedding will be in Puerto Rico, and The Twin bought me a burrito afterward.

After the suburban scare known as Springfield, VA.. we headed off to Georgetown, where I was able to acquire my much-lusted after whale hat from Vineyard Vines!

For professional preps only

For professional preps only

First seen at the Head of the Charles last year, I had been on a mission to get one of my own. The VV store in Copley was giving them away to children last November (I was too mortified to ask for one), but finally I was able to procure one in Georgetown!

Afterwards, we headed back to The Twin’s abode in Columbia Heights, where there were presents for yours truly waiting:

Yes, that’s a WALL-E toothbrush, al paca figurine from Peru, and CHOCOLATE COVERED BACON!!

Next day: Nat’s game. Sorry to say to my beloved Bravos, Nationals Field is pretty much the nicest ballpark I’ve been to (although have not made it to the new Yankee Stadium). Even the recycling containers were awesome.

The Twin demonstrates how to recycle at Nats Field

The Twin demonstrates how to recycle at Nat's Field

The best part? The Presidents race, of course. Like sausages except our fearless leaders and not in Milwaukee.

Abe takes a huge lead

Abe takes a huge lead

But then stops to tear up a Mets sign

But then stops to tear up a Mets sign

George, Tommy J and Teddy all take advantage

George, Tommy J and Teddy all take advantage

But Abe doesnt seem to care

But Abe doesn't seem to care

After the game, the Presidents were out and about in the stadium. I got to say hello to GW.

George really liked my new Dooney

George really liked my new Dooney

And of course, the best president of them all..

Tommy J!

Tommy J!

And this is totally unrelated, but I really like this shirt:

Prey Twin weekend = success.


eight. eight. eight.

August 8, 2008

Happy Olympics! Who doesn’t LOVE the fact that Ralph Lauren outfitted the athletes for the opening ceremony? (Okay, so that might be just me). HOT.

Prey Family Vacation, a brief history

Wed: delayed two hours getting out of NYC (so what else is new?) Fortunally, not seated next to the WORLDS FATTEST MAN ALIVE this time around. Delta, you are DEAD to me.

Thurs: got lost in a cornfield somewhere in Indiana en route to the lake. At first Garmin was blamed, until we realized that mom typed in the wrong address. Typical.

Fri: Water skiing: 0, DJP: 1. And now the current one miler fun run champ. So fast that they had me recreate my finish to take the proper photos (and I still finished ahead of 2nd place daddy-o).

Possibly a little too tan for my own good, if that’s possible. Face is a little burnt, which is what Skybil must feel like anytime her skin is exposed to sunlight.

Oh, and here’s to hoping that Skybil found Bernie, or that Bernie has found a more attentive pet owner..

Poor Brit:
DP: poor rach, is she okay since tex was traded?
Skybil: She hasn’t been able to talk about it yet

Colberto:
A couple weeks ago we got VIP tix to the Colbert Report. Stephen = God. It was like.. ghetto burgers for the soul. Check out the episode here. Also, check out this hilarious interview with Lucas Conley, a guy on how branding is ruining consumerism. Obviously I went out to buy the book cause it came in such a cool package (which totally defeats the purpose of his book, but oh well)..


another day. another dollar.

June 22, 2008

Who knew I’ve actually been working for five weeks now? Certainly not my bank account. HA!

Let’s recap the latest week in the big city..

Today I was pleasantly surprised by a mysterious looking package from The Brit with enough packing tape to make you want to buy stock in 3M products. And after a 5 min struggle with scissors and cursing (you know how I wasn’t allowed to have scissors at my desk in the newsroom..) lo and behold, my very own TexMex bobblehead! Now I only need a second baseman and a left fielder (Chipper’s goes to 3rd), and I’ll have a whole lineup. And look, Tex has already made friends with my Dwight Schrute bobble:

bobbles

Despite not having a paycheck (yet), I had to venture to my beloved Ralph Lauren Rugby. In between polos and manicures, I found quite possibly the greatest. thing. ever. at Virgin Megastore..

gizmos!

GIZMOS! Me want! I think the only thing that could possibly make this better is to throw in a bunch of Ewoks.

Randomly decided to enter a 5miler race around Central Park today, and placed 5th — with the 4th place finisher ONE SECOND in front. How irritating. Esp since I had to stop to adjust my knee brace.

QOTD (via Twitter):
Curt: @dpnation Clean your teeth the tasty way with Bacon Floss: http://www.mcphee.com/items/11847.html
dpnation: @curt
omg not the first person to recommend bacon floss to yours truly. what does this say about me?
Curt: Only that your love of bacon transcends that of mere mortals 🙂
dpnation: @curt
i hope they put that on my tombstone.
Ken: @dpnation @curt
That your tombstone would reference ‘mere mortals’ is delightfully ironic.

Mr. A, earlier: I don’t know why whenever I see “bacon!” it reminds me of you…LOL.  But I also can’t argue with this [bacon floss] logic. Is there anything bacon can’t improve?

Skybversations, con’t:

djprep thank you very much

Guess who leaves for Paris in a week from Wednesday? Hope those Frenchies enjoy my Spanglish and pathetic Italian.


seersucker shall rise again

June 22, 2007

It’s Seersucker Day on the Hill! Yes, it’s that extra-special day when lawmakers on both side of the aisle are neither red nor blue, but striped and wrinkly. The movement was started by, of all people, super-scowly Republican senator Trent Lott 11 years ago to (ah, there are those Republican values!) pay homage to “the South’s fashion gift to the nation to help cope with the heat and humidity of D.C. summers.” Oh come on, Lott. They’re sorta sissy-looking pants, not an emblem of the South rising again. Case in point, even Sen. Dianne Feinstein (D-CA) is wearing it.

from Jezebel