While TED is on a two-week vacation, I am curating playlists, one for each day, comprised of older or forgotten TEDTalks. After watching hundreds of talks, these are some really great ones.

Monday: Life Stories (click the link to be taken to the full playlist)

My personal favorite from Monday, Stefan Sagmeister, on what he has learned.

Tuesday: Living, Breathing Architecture

My favorite off of this playlist, and this is an absolute must-watch, is Bjarke Ingels.

Wednesday: Childish Thinking

Also a must-watch, Rick Smolan tells the story of a girl.

Look out for tomorrow’s playlist about the intersection of art and biology on the TEDBlog!


A Few Favorites

New York wasn’t exactly my cup of tea. (It was always too hot for a cup of tea anyway.)

I felt slightly spirit-less amid the buildings and the cement and the hustle and bustle. I missed the mountains, and the sun, and the fresh air off the ocean.

That’s not to say that I didn’t love anything there.

So, here are a few of my favorite things from NYC:

1) TED

(Photo Credit Robert Leslie / TED)

  • I literally get to watch TEDTalks all day. Pretty awesome.
  • I love my boss. She is adorable. She brought me chocolates in a pink, heart-shaped box when I left New York. She calls me Miss Rachel. She uses “noodle” as a verb. She’s pretty much the best boss ever.
  • I got to go to TEDxOilSpill in D.C., which was incredibly eye-opening, depressing, and inspiring all at the same time.

  • This was my desk:

How cool is that.

2) Mr. Softee

There are Mr. Softee trucks on virtually every corner. It’s a glorious sight.

I’d like some ice cream with my rainbow sprinkles, please.

3) Pizza at 2AM

One night I got off my waitressing job at around 2 and was starved…yes, starved for pizza. Of course, it wasn’t difficult to find. And as disgusting as it is, I was thrilled beyond measure to find pizza for sale in the middle of the night.

4) The Trump Soho Hotel

I spotted it outside the window while on the phone in a back corner of my office. I had never noticed it before, not even walking to work. But it struck me as an incredible piece of architecture…almost as if it was a three-dimensional cutout of the scenery!

5) Green Thumb Community Gardens

This garden was right outside of my apartment. When it wasn’t too muggy, it was a lovely place to read, practice photography, or just sit. Even sitting right next to the street, you could almost simulate the feeling of a real park. This was a Green Thumb community garden, which I would find all over the city, in converted alleyways and other unused spaces.

6) My Friends (Slash Lifesavers)

Will and Anjali always let me tag along. We made frozen bananas, explored Central Park, and of course, played Bananagrams.

Lily, Anj, and I cleaning up after our summer dinner party, complete with chicken, mango salsa and caprese salad!

I must, of course, consider both banagrams and wine close companions.

Benny and I on the front steps of the Met. If it wasn’t for Benny’s visit, I don’t know what I would have done.

7) The Leather Man at the corner of Crosby and Spring

I love my new journal. If only I could afford one of his amazing leather shoulder bags.

8 ) The Churrasco at Cafe Cortadito

Chimicurri tacos are me and Benny’s go-to meal. So you can imagine my delight at finding an almost-as-delicious chimichurri and steak meal in NYC at the most charming little Cuban place called Cafe Cortadito. I ate there three times in one week; that’s how good it was.

9) The Little Lebowski Store

That’s right. Everything Lebowski. In one store. Fabulous. My new shirt reads, “The Dude is my Boyfriend.”

9) High Line Park

High Line Park was my favorite place in the city. It was the only place I really felt at home and the only place I could think. It was built on top of the outdoor train tracks in the Meat Packing District. It was designed with creativity, attention to detail, and an understanding of nature. There are these wonderful benches that feel like pool chaises. I would lie on those and close my eyes or draw in my pretty leather journal.

Holi and the Woodpecker

The other day, I was pulling into my driveway and finishing a very interesting audio TED Talk. Instead of jumping out of the car and heading into the house, as usual, I sat in my car, listening to the end of the talk. Suddenly, I happened to look up, and straight in front of my car, perhaps 4 or 5 feet from my bumper, was a little tree and a little friend.

I had never seen a woodpecker before, even though I had heard them rattling the telephone poles for years and years as a child. They are beautiful little birds, with bright red heads (just like the cartoon!), sweetly chipping away at tree trunks with their long, pointed beaks.

Had I not taken the time to sit quietly and listen the Gospel of TED, I would never have seen my little woodpecker friend, but would have scared him off as soon as I opened the car door.

So Thank You and Amen to TED.

When I told my mom about the woodpecker, she said that it must be spring, since woodpeckers are a sure sign of the the wonderful season of Spring.

And, since it is 80 degrees in March this week, I think she might have been right.

So, in honor of Mr. Woodpecker and the heat wave, I would like to tell you a story, and share how others around the world celebrate the onset of Spring.

(Photo Credit: Daniel Berehulak/Getty Images)

Once upon a time, in a land we know today as India, lived a young god-boy named Krishna. Krishna was, like all boys his age, a playful prankster, curious and full of questions about the world and its mysteries. Krishna was also wildly in love with a young girl named Radha, whose complexion was as fair as the snow, and whose love was as deep as the sea.

One day, Krishna asked his mother why Radha was so fair and he so dark. His mother, Yashoda, grinned slyly at her young son. She suggested that he might smear some color on Radha’s face, and make it any color he so desired.

And so he did.

(Photo Credit: Babu / Reuters)

(Photo Credit: K.K. Arora / Reuters)

During the Indian festival of Holi, which celebrates the beginning of Spring through the celebration of colors, lovers and friends smear each other with colorful paint to symbolize the love affair of their sacred gods and the color and beauty we call Spring.

(Photo Credit: Anupam Nath / AP)

(Photo Credit: Noah Seelam / AFP – Getty Images)

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