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Living for May.

May in Indianapolis. The sun comes out of hibernation and the temperatures (and humidity) rise. We begin taking trips to the lake and grilling out. In my childhood, the end of school became magically imminent. Summer becomes reality.

And all those good May feelings are punctuated by Memorial Day weekend: the Indianapolis 500.

Every year my parents host a huge race weekend party. Their college friends and their children–my friends–travel far and wide to attend the Indianapolis 500.  It’s an all around great tradition. This year, with my parents in their downtown condo, many will be staying with me–a passing of the torch, so to speak.

But perhaps the thing I’m most excited about at this moment–the morning after my Pacers took a 2-1 playoff series lead over the big, bad Miami Heat–is the prospect of a race weekend with both racing and basketball.

In my Reggie Miller-era childhood, this was more an expectation than an exception. I’m not quite counting my chickens before they’re hatched, the prospect alone is enough. And now that the city is waking up to their Pacers again, it’s all the more fun.

Racing. Basketball. Indianapolis in May.

I wrote an IndySpectator article that debuted yesterday morning about the history of the race and what it means to the city. Entitled “State of the Race Address.”

In the same vein, I’d like to re-share my IndySpectator about the Pacers from a little over a month ago, entitled “Meet me at the Fieldhouse.” It was written as the Pacers were beginning their final regular season run leading into the playoffs. It seems appropriate to share in light of last night’s display of #GoldSwagger, proving the fans are back, baby!

No, I refuse to stop smiling.

The mystery roll of film.

I recently developed a mystery roll of film. You know – an unmarked, fully-wound roll of film found at random in one’s home, daring you to develop it. I found mine in a box of childhood mementos in my basement and anticipated the worst: embarrassing preteen photos, embarrassing midteen photos, a whole roll of overexposed film, etc.

Nonetheless, I did what had to be done. I marched the mystery roll to my nearest photo lab and with much trepidation, laid down a $14 gamble.

An hour later, to my unexpected delight, I found 24 pretty cool photos. Taken back in 2006, I shot these on a trip my mother and I took to New York City my senior year in high school.

We saw the sights, visited the floor of the New York Stock Exchange, and as illustrated here, attended the U.S. Open. The photos have that undeniable and increasingly-rare film quality. They’re imperfect, grainy, a little overexposed, and I like it.

Mystery rolls are a gamble, but in this best case scenario, the bet paid off.

LEON FUTUREDOG

This blog was built on the foundation of cute puppies, so it is my especially delightful privilege to introduce our own puppy, Leon FutureDog. Born February 5, he is the cutest, smartest, most adorable miniature Australian shepherd in the whole damn world. No doubt about it! Future pictures of the FutureDog (and future doting/bragging) are inevitable, so brace yourselves.

On a less adorable but still exciting note, my very first IndySpectator article comes out tomorrow morning. IndySpectator is a wonderful, free email newsletter about what’s cool around Indy. I suggest you all subscribe – if not for me, do it for your social life.

On point with prints…

Each morning, I drink a cup of coffee and live vicariously through my favorite blogs – theselby.com, archdaily.com, thesartorialist.com, and of course, garancedore.fr/en (the Sartorialist’s fab French girlfriend).

This morning, my coffee and I visited French fashion week and according to Garance Doré, prints are in and I’m delighted. Not because it means I’m fashion forward, but because my bed definitely is. I snapped a few iPhone pics and snagged a couple of Garance’s pics (as well as one from The New York Times Style Magazine‘s Prada fashion week coverage) to prove my point.

Behind the Scenes: “Clean Streets”

Few things in life (thus far) are more fun than seeing your friends do what they love – and do it well.

Almost a year ago, my longtime pal Charlie Mattingly and his friend Charlie Myers and his other friend Adam Geise made this 5-minute short film, “Clean Streets” for the Campus Movie Fest at Indiana University. They had won “Best Comedy” the year before with the “Alphabet”, so the pressure was on…

The whole thing was shot in three days, and I shot these behind-the-scene photos the first night of filming. Clearly, I couldn’t keep up and I think Lieutenant Lorenzo, as a result of some truly dedicated method acting (drinking), barely survived production (you can see it on his face in the last scene).

Now days Charlie works in Los Angeles, living the dream, doing what he loves – and doing it well. Check out “Clean Streets” so when Charlie’s a big star, you can all feel really cool by a vague association, claiming you knew of him before he hit it big. As for me, we went to senior homecoming together, sooooo… I really am really cool.

The proof is in the pudding…

Rather, the proof is in the picture… Well, it’s really in the diploma, but apparently they don’t send that to you for at least a month.

P.S. Why would the proof ever be in the pudding?

In retrospect… Part III

Take this academic retrospective with a grain of salt. No 10-page research paper or even four-page essays on the self-regulation of the advertising industry will appear here… I’m (almost) a college graduate and smart enough to know that no one wants to read that shit – nor do I care to relive them.

I guess it’s really a stretch to think you’d want to read this writing exercise either, but it’s short, sweet, informal, and at the least, I know my father will appreciate it…

Untitled musings on personality tests as related to my father
By Chrissy Astbury

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In retrospect… Part II

In retrospect... Part II

I was selling myself short by limiting this academic retrospective to the last four-and-a-half-years… This one goes back all of 12 years. Yes, that’s right, esteemed Mayor of Exchange City, Alex Moosey, awarded me, Chrissy Astbury, proprietor of the Exchange City Sign Shop, “Citizen of the Day.” Undoubtedly one of my proudest academic achievements… And one of the best damn field trips, ever.

In retrospect…

I put it off as long as I could. This Saturday, Dec. 17, 2011, I’ll be graduating college and in honor of this momentous event, I’d like to subject you to a few of my favorite assignments from the past four-and-a-half years of my life. Nerdy, I know…

The following event piece, written on deadline for a Literary Journalism class, describes Gay Talese, literary journalism legend himself, during his brief stop in Bloomington in the fall of 2010.

Gay Talese is on the move
By Chrissy Astbury

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Got Klout?

Klout is a website that measures your individual social media influence. Some doubt it, some live on it. Me? When I was a 16, I couldn’t have cared less… But now that I’m a high-and-mighty 48, I’m positively all about it!

So, in the scale, the average user is something like an 18 and Justin Bieber is a 100. As a 48, I currently fall just short of Indy Star sports columnist Bob Kravitz (56) and Sun King Brewing (50), while edging out Butler Basketball coach Brad Stevens (46), Indy’s “alt-weekly” Nuvo (also, 46) and the IBJ (42).  I dominate most of my plebeian friends (most of whom, in their defense, have no idea what Klout is) and many, many local establishments.

Yes, I’m bragging, and when my Klout score takes a dive, don’t ask me about it again… Until then, I’m contemplating putting it on my resume (per this Washington Post article I recently read). Naturally, I had to blog about it to forever commemorate my meteoric rise to the top when I’m back sub-20 and I think Klout is dumb again…