A quick travel story - this one comes from study abroad in China (Fall 2000). I mostly took it from a post I had written over at White Sox Interactive several years ago, but it is informative (and amusing, if you like hearing about me being beaten by old Chinese women and monkeys).
I was hiking on a mountain in Xichuan province with a couple of friends. Now, I was really looking forward to this hike, because we were going to see wild monkeys, and I had never seen wild monkeys. I know, you would think someone from Wisconsin would see them everyday, but no.
So, we get to the portion of the trail where the wild monkeys are supposed to be, and there are all of these signs telling us to put our food away, but no monkeys. Now the chances of me climbing a mountain without a Coke in hand are approximately 0%, so I do not heed the signs telling me to put it away.*
With no monkeys in sight, we keep climbing the trail in search of the monkeys. Shortly, we turn a corner, and there are probably 100 people milling about, feeding a pack/horde/gaggle of large, wild monkeys. The monkeys (and people) are everywhere. Of course, like the fool I am, I just run on up to the first monkey I see, overly excited to see the monkeys.
This monkey immediately grabs my unfinished Coke from my hand and scampers up a nearby tree. I am evidently very upset by this, as several Chinese tourists come and gather around me to watch me, the foreigner, getting extremely agitated over a dime's worth of Coke (there was yelling and wild gesturing involved). My agitation does not disturb the monkey, who promptly opens the bottle of Coke and takes a swig.
Eventually, having no way to get my Coke back (and really, did I want a Coke that a monkey had been drinking out of?), I move to plan B - touch a monkey!
Now, I knew these monkeys were wild animals, but I had never seen wild animals come up to people like this - the only wild animals I had seen who were this tame always allowed themselves to be touched (what can I say, before this my only experience feeding wild animals came with deer). It was quite exciting.
As an American abroad, I decide that the best idea here is to disobey the many signs I had seen coming up the mountain, and feed one of these monkeys. I grab a cracker out of my backpack and hold it out for a very large, male monkey nearby the monkey who is happily sipping my Coke.
This new monkey grabs the cracker and sits down right in front of me - perfect! I reach out an arm and touch him. My fingers had barely glanced his hair when the monkey goes crazy, beating on my legs. I jump up, and the monkey continues hitting my legs with his monkey fists. And it hurts! Finally, the monkey tires of beating me up, and goes to beg other people for more crackers.**
My friends, who have witnessed both of these incidents, are laughing hysterically. However, the group of Chinese tourists around us are not so amused. All of the old women in the group (a surprising number, considering we were climbing a mountain) come up to me, tell me not to touch the monkeys, and give me a slap to the shoulder to drive the point home.
Later on the trail, we saw signs telling us not to touch the monkeys, because they bite. There was even a monkey bite first-aid station. So, evidently, I was not the first foreigner to think that the monkeys wanted me to pet them.
The moral? Don't touch the monkeys.
*The best option for a hike? Nope. Do I care? Nope.
** Like I was going to give a monkey who beat me up any more crackers. Stupid monkey.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Cougars = Scary
As you may or may not know, police in the city of Chicago killed a cougar last week. Yes, inside the city limits of Chicago. In someone's alley. Probably an alley where cute little kids lived. And cute puppies. And cute kitties. Who could have been playing outside at the time and gotten all eaten up.*
Supposedly, this cougar walked from South Dakota to Chicago. Which means that, on its way to the alley where it met its death, the cougar passed right through my backyard! I have included a helpful map for those of you who are not geographically inclined, to illustrate that the cougar came through Madison on its way to Chicago:
As further proof of this visit to my fine home, I have certain pictures of the cougar in Madison that prove that this (now dead) cougar stopped by on his way to Chicago:
As you can clearly see, while he was here in Madison, the cougar decided to stop for pictures at the Capitol, followed by drinks down at the Union. Or perhaps a trip on a sailboat. The picture doesn't make his intentions at the Union entirely clear.
P.S. - Dorkiest. Post. Ever.
P.P.S. - Or at least for today. I hope.
*I enjoy that the picture accompanying the article includes a nearby moped and gas can. Although I am not sure what the purpose of including these items in the picture was, I will guess that it was to imply that the cougar was about to steal both the moped and the (more valuable) gas, thus giving police another reason to kill him. You know, something other than the fact that he was a cougar in a densely populated urban area.
Supposedly, this cougar walked from South Dakota to Chicago. Which means that, on its way to the alley where it met its death, the cougar passed right through my backyard! I have included a helpful map for those of you who are not geographically inclined, to illustrate that the cougar came through Madison on its way to Chicago:
As further proof of this visit to my fine home, I have certain pictures of the cougar in Madison that prove that this (now dead) cougar stopped by on his way to Chicago:
As you can clearly see, while he was here in Madison, the cougar decided to stop for pictures at the Capitol, followed by drinks down at the Union. Or perhaps a trip on a sailboat. The picture doesn't make his intentions at the Union entirely clear.
P.S. - Dorkiest. Post. Ever.
P.P.S. - Or at least for today. I hope.
*I enjoy that the picture accompanying the article includes a nearby moped and gas can. Although I am not sure what the purpose of including these items in the picture was, I will guess that it was to imply that the cougar was about to steal both the moped and the (more valuable) gas, thus giving police another reason to kill him. You know, something other than the fact that he was a cougar in a densely populated urban area.
Monday, April 21, 2008
A Letter
So, a bit ago, someone stole about 40 CDs out of my car. As I have been unable to find this person and give him a stern talking-to in person, I thought I would use the powers of the internet to let him know how I feel about his theft.
Dear Person Who Stole the CDs Out of My Car:
Hi. My name is Sarah. You don't know me, but perhaps you remember my car - the black Saturn in a downtown Madison office building? With the Wisconsin plates? With the George Bush sticker on the back? And the Notre Dame and Northwestern stickers in the window? That would be my car. Evidently, you felt the need to break into it, so I am guessing you might be familiar with the car.
Now, I know that when you cased the parking lot, the outward signs of the car probably implied that there might be something of value in it. I mean, really, if I were to choose a car, my first thought would be that my Saturn, which clearly states "A Republican lawyer owns this car!" is a better choice to steal something from than the Prius down the row, most likely owned by a hippie holdover who is probably carrying around nothing but hemp bags of items to be recycled.
However, my second thought would be, "Those stickers in the back? The ones that clearly state the owner's alma maters? Those indicate that the owner of this car has a great deal of student debt, and therefore nothing of value will be in this car. Also, the fact that this lawyer is driving a 2002 Saturn? This further indicates that there is nothing of value in this car. I think, perhaps, I should go grab those recyclables, as I will both gain something of value, and help the Earth while I am at it! Also, the likelihood of getting shot by the owner of a Prius is probably less likely than by the owner of this Saturn, who, based on the stickers on this car, is likely a member of the NRA."
Obviously, you never got to my second thought, as you chose to ignore the Prius in favor of stealing from my Saturn.
Now, I know that in the first paragraph I may have implied that you broke into my car. My own history of less-than-stellar following of security measures, and the lack of any broken windows in the car implies that I *might* have left it unlocked. However, I am going to remind you that stealing, even from a car that is unlocked, is wrong. You know, the opposite of right. As in, this was such a biggie rule that God Himself felt the need to let Moses know about it. You know, that whole, "You shall not steal" thing (see Deuteronomy 5:19, if you are in need of a refresher on this particular Commandment. While you're looking up that one, perhaps you should take a look at the rest of the Commandments. Or, if you're feeling particularly ambitious, the whole Book).
I will let you know that this is not the first time someone has felt the need to steal something from me. However, I am going to take special comfort in this particular theft, as the sole thing you appear to have wanted to steal from me was the stellar collection of mix CDs that I have accumulated over the last two or three years. Yes, that's right, you did not get a single CD that I have not downloaded from iTunes. In case you're wondering, this means that nothing you stole from me has any actual resale value. So, while I had to spend several hours of my life fooling around on iTunes and reburning these mix CDs, your theft was more of an inconvenience for me than anything else. I am only partially employed at the moment, so I have plenty of time to do this. And, truth be told, I rather enjoyed this whole process. I mean, the part after I had to get through the twenty minute ride home without my CDs.
Seeing as how you seem to have had no desire to steal anything but my mix CDs, this tells me that, even though you are lacking in the ability to tell right from wrong, you have excellent musical taste. I had no idea that there was someone else who wanted three Bryan Adams CDs! And I know you're going to love my "17 Reasons Not to Get Drunk and Download Songs on iTunes" mix - 70s Southern rock forever! I think you'll especially enjoy the four Spice Girls songs I felt belonged on my "Girlie Pop Songs" CD, not to mention the Geri Halliwell song that also seemed like it belonged perfectly on that particular mix CD. Really, how can you not love remakes of "It's Raining Men?"
Also, I am happy to see that there were certain items in the car that you felt were not worth stealing. For example, the $20 that I had stashed in the nifty door storage on the driver's side? Thanks for leaving that. I had found it on the ground, and kept forgetting to put it in the collection basket at church. My church thanks you, because your little theft reminded me that it was there. If you're in need of a Bible to look up that pesky Commandment thing we talked about earlier, I am sure they would be more than happy to help you look it up.
And the six pairs of shoes in the backseat? I don't know where I would find another perfect pair of purple polka dot shoes. Or, for that matter, the $350+ I would need to replace those six pairs of shoes even if I could find proper replacements. No, they aren't premier designer shoes, but I didn't get them at Payless, either. I am pretty sure someone would have bought them off of you on eBay for a nice amount.
But mostly, I'm quite happy you didn't see fit to look in the glove compartment of the car. As you may recall from earlier in this letter, I occasionally let security slide. Which explains why, at the time you saw fit to steal my mix CDs, the extra set of keys to my car was approximately two feet away from where the CDs were sitting, lying on the top of my maps and manuals in the unlocked glove compartment. So thank you for having more interest in my worthless mix of Jimmy Buffett songs than, you know, my actual car.
Sincerely,
Sarah
P.S. - The extra keys are now safely tucked away somewhere other than my car. I have, however, burned new Bryan Adams CDs, which are sitting on the front seat. In case you have already worn out the three that you stole and are in need of new ones.
*****************************
Dear Person Who Stole the CDs Out of My Car:
Hi. My name is Sarah. You don't know me, but perhaps you remember my car - the black Saturn in a downtown Madison office building? With the Wisconsin plates? With the George Bush sticker on the back? And the Notre Dame and Northwestern stickers in the window? That would be my car. Evidently, you felt the need to break into it, so I am guessing you might be familiar with the car.
Now, I know that when you cased the parking lot, the outward signs of the car probably implied that there might be something of value in it. I mean, really, if I were to choose a car, my first thought would be that my Saturn, which clearly states "A Republican lawyer owns this car!" is a better choice to steal something from than the Prius down the row, most likely owned by a hippie holdover who is probably carrying around nothing but hemp bags of items to be recycled.
However, my second thought would be, "Those stickers in the back? The ones that clearly state the owner's alma maters? Those indicate that the owner of this car has a great deal of student debt, and therefore nothing of value will be in this car. Also, the fact that this lawyer is driving a 2002 Saturn? This further indicates that there is nothing of value in this car. I think, perhaps, I should go grab those recyclables, as I will both gain something of value, and help the Earth while I am at it! Also, the likelihood of getting shot by the owner of a Prius is probably less likely than by the owner of this Saturn, who, based on the stickers on this car, is likely a member of the NRA."
Obviously, you never got to my second thought, as you chose to ignore the Prius in favor of stealing from my Saturn.
Now, I know that in the first paragraph I may have implied that you broke into my car. My own history of less-than-stellar following of security measures, and the lack of any broken windows in the car implies that I *might* have left it unlocked. However, I am going to remind you that stealing, even from a car that is unlocked, is wrong. You know, the opposite of right. As in, this was such a biggie rule that God Himself felt the need to let Moses know about it. You know, that whole, "You shall not steal" thing (see Deuteronomy 5:19, if you are in need of a refresher on this particular Commandment. While you're looking up that one, perhaps you should take a look at the rest of the Commandments. Or, if you're feeling particularly ambitious, the whole Book).
I will let you know that this is not the first time someone has felt the need to steal something from me. However, I am going to take special comfort in this particular theft, as the sole thing you appear to have wanted to steal from me was the stellar collection of mix CDs that I have accumulated over the last two or three years. Yes, that's right, you did not get a single CD that I have not downloaded from iTunes. In case you're wondering, this means that nothing you stole from me has any actual resale value. So, while I had to spend several hours of my life fooling around on iTunes and reburning these mix CDs, your theft was more of an inconvenience for me than anything else. I am only partially employed at the moment, so I have plenty of time to do this. And, truth be told, I rather enjoyed this whole process. I mean, the part after I had to get through the twenty minute ride home without my CDs.
Seeing as how you seem to have had no desire to steal anything but my mix CDs, this tells me that, even though you are lacking in the ability to tell right from wrong, you have excellent musical taste. I had no idea that there was someone else who wanted three Bryan Adams CDs! And I know you're going to love my "17 Reasons Not to Get Drunk and Download Songs on iTunes" mix - 70s Southern rock forever! I think you'll especially enjoy the four Spice Girls songs I felt belonged on my "Girlie Pop Songs" CD, not to mention the Geri Halliwell song that also seemed like it belonged perfectly on that particular mix CD. Really, how can you not love remakes of "It's Raining Men?"
Also, I am happy to see that there were certain items in the car that you felt were not worth stealing. For example, the $20 that I had stashed in the nifty door storage on the driver's side? Thanks for leaving that. I had found it on the ground, and kept forgetting to put it in the collection basket at church. My church thanks you, because your little theft reminded me that it was there. If you're in need of a Bible to look up that pesky Commandment thing we talked about earlier, I am sure they would be more than happy to help you look it up.
And the six pairs of shoes in the backseat? I don't know where I would find another perfect pair of purple polka dot shoes. Or, for that matter, the $350+ I would need to replace those six pairs of shoes even if I could find proper replacements. No, they aren't premier designer shoes, but I didn't get them at Payless, either. I am pretty sure someone would have bought them off of you on eBay for a nice amount.
But mostly, I'm quite happy you didn't see fit to look in the glove compartment of the car. As you may recall from earlier in this letter, I occasionally let security slide. Which explains why, at the time you saw fit to steal my mix CDs, the extra set of keys to my car was approximately two feet away from where the CDs were sitting, lying on the top of my maps and manuals in the unlocked glove compartment. So thank you for having more interest in my worthless mix of Jimmy Buffett songs than, you know, my actual car.
Sincerely,
Sarah
P.S. - The extra keys are now safely tucked away somewhere other than my car. I have, however, burned new Bryan Adams CDs, which are sitting on the front seat. In case you have already worn out the three that you stole and are in need of new ones.
A Day In The Life
So, I thought today would be a good day to chronicle my supremely interesting, more or less unemployed lifestyle. Because, obviously, that’s something that people want to read about.
8:00 – I wake up, and give myself total props for being up at a normal hour.*
4:01 – I remember that the internet is working only intermittently at my parents’ house, and have been too lazy to do anything about it, like figure out the problem and fix it (which will probably only require me to turn the modem on and off, but um, yeah, the modem is all the way upstairs, and I am not, so I can wait until I go home to read the Drudge Report). But, Miss Prepared that I am, I realize I have a jump drive in my bag and I can just write the post and go back to the book, then post later. Because it has definitely been worth your time to read all of this. That’s right, two minutes of your life you can never get back.
*Yes, I realize that when I was working regularly, the idea of waking up at 8:00 a.m. would have been a wonderful (yet almost incomprehensible) idea. But really? I love that I haven’t seen a sunrise in several months. I was getting sick and tired of those things by the end of last summer. Sunrises? Overrated. Particularly when you’re already at your desk for the day. Sunsets? Particularly with a lake, boat, and margarita involved? Totally underrated.**However, without these stirring accounts of the game, would I have realized that Jimmy Clausen is going bald? Most definitely not.
***Any snickering about how this parallels my own life is probably (read: definitely) deserved at this point.
50 Word Review: In a Sunburned Country
The Book:
In a Sunburned Country
By Bill Bryson
The 50 Word Review:
Unlike the last Bryson book I read, this latest book of his that I read was quite funny. Now, I want to go to Australia even more than before (which would be easier if, say, I had any money).
In a Sunburned Country
By Bill Bryson
The 50 Word Review:
Unlike the last Bryson book I read, this latest book of his that I read was quite funny. Now, I want to go to Australia even more than before (which would be easier if, say, I had any money).
50 Word Review: Bright Lights, Big Ass
The Book:
Bright Lights, Big Ass: A Self-Indulgent, Surly Ex-Sorority Girl's Guide to Why It Often Sucks in the City, or Who Are These Idiots and Why Do They All Live Next Door to Me?
By Jen Lancaster
The Review:
See my review of Bitter Is The New Black. Oh yes, I am that lazy.
Bright Lights, Big Ass: A Self-Indulgent, Surly Ex-Sorority Girl's Guide to Why It Often Sucks in the City, or Who Are These Idiots and Why Do They All Live Next Door to Me?
By Jen Lancaster
The Review:
See my review of Bitter Is The New Black. Oh yes, I am that lazy.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
50 Word Review: The Founding Fish
The Book:
The Founding Fish
By John McPhee
The Review:
For a book found in the history aisle, with a title implying that it will contain a great amount of history, this book contains very little history - or anything worth reading, for that matter. As an added bonus (that's some sarcasm for you), there is a last chapter lecture!
The Founding Fish
By John McPhee
The Review:
For a book found in the history aisle, with a title implying that it will contain a great amount of history, this book contains very little history - or anything worth reading, for that matter. As an added bonus (that's some sarcasm for you), there is a last chapter lecture!
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Good Things in Baseball
It's wonderful to look at the AL East and see that the three leading teams are the Orioles, Blue Jays and Rays.
Gotta love early season baseball (and hope that it lasts for the rest of the season).
Gotta love early season baseball (and hope that it lasts for the rest of the season).
Thursday, March 20, 2008
The "What Else Am I Doing?" Live Blog - Part II
Back! I'll be watching the K-State - USC game, followed by Notre Dame - George Mason.
6:14 - Kansas State 6 - USC 3 - I have Kansas State winning this game in my brackets. If only we could end the game here.
6:30 - Kansas State 16 - USC 11 - I am not really paying much attention to the game. Which is a good thing, so long as K-State is winning.
6:44 - Other - The other games are, at this point, much more interesting. Perhaps I should switch over to the computer to watch.
7:01 - Kansas State 37 - USC 27 - Up by ten at half? I am running to the store. I need sustenance.
7:40 - Kansas State 47 - USC 48 - O.J. Mayo just scored for the USC lead. As he only needs six credits to be eligible to play, I was wondering what those six credits might be. I like to think that he is following in the steps of that other recent USC attendee, Matt Leinart, in taking ballroom dancing. Of course, with the number of athletes on Dancing with the Stars, perhaps ballroom dancing is a legitimate class for an athlete to take.
9:28 - Notre Dame 33 - George Mason 21 - It's the half, and I have realized that I cannot watch Notre Dame and do anything else. I am far too caught up in the game. So, I am done for now. Night!
6:14 - Kansas State 6 - USC 3 - I have Kansas State winning this game in my brackets. If only we could end the game here.
6:30 - Kansas State 16 - USC 11 - I am not really paying much attention to the game. Which is a good thing, so long as K-State is winning.
6:44 - Other - The other games are, at this point, much more interesting. Perhaps I should switch over to the computer to watch.
7:01 - Kansas State 37 - USC 27 - Up by ten at half? I am running to the store. I need sustenance.
7:40 - Kansas State 47 - USC 48 - O.J. Mayo just scored for the USC lead. As he only needs six credits to be eligible to play, I was wondering what those six credits might be. I like to think that he is following in the steps of that other recent USC attendee, Matt Leinart, in taking ballroom dancing. Of course, with the number of athletes on Dancing with the Stars, perhaps ballroom dancing is a legitimate class for an athlete to take.
9:28 - Notre Dame 33 - George Mason 21 - It's the half, and I have realized that I cannot watch Notre Dame and do anything else. I am far too caught up in the game. So, I am done for now. Night!
The "What Else Am I Doing?" Live Blog - Part I
Really, why not? What else am I doing? This probably won't include many updates, as I will most likely get bored of it in a few minutes and go back to, um, watching the games without doing anything else.
12:45 - Georgia 46 - Xavier 36 - According to the latest CBS graphic, the last time a 14 seed beat a 3 seed was when Northwestern State beat Iowa in 1993. The announcer felt compelled to point out that this was Northwestern State, not Northwestern. As a Northwestern alum, I feel compelled to point out that it would be impossible for Northwestern to have upset a 3 seed, as Northwestern has never actually been to the tournament.
1:03 - Georgia 49 - Xavier 52 - Xavier takes the lead. Instead of getting excited that this will help my bracket (I'm ignoring my predicted upset of Michigan State - what can I say, I have no respect for the Big Ten in basketball, and it's reflected in my brackets), I am wondering whether Uga comes to basketball games, or only football games.
1:09 - Georgia 49 - Xavier 52 - According to Wikipedia, in addition to attending every home and away football game, Uga travels to "many University-related functions." That did not answer my question. Uga does, however, travel in an air conditioned dog house, as bulldogs are susceptible to heat stroke. And, evidently, losing leads in the second half.
1:19 - Georgia 56 - Xavier 61 - That last post reminded me that I love college football so much more than college basketball. At this point on a fall Saturday, I would already be throwing things at the television (and not just because of the sad state of Notre Dame football). I just cannot muster that sort of enthusiasm for college basketball.
1:29 - Kentucky 0 - Marquette 0 - Really? Really? We're cutting in to the Georgia-Xavier game to show me this game? I thought I was being punished enough today by being forced to watch Wisconsin instead of Notre Dame. Once again, I thank CBS for its internet coverage of these games. Otherwise, the throwing of items at the television would have just started.
1:47 - Kentucky 10 - Marquette 12 - Fun Fact #1: I met Tom Crean, Marquette's coach, at the same event where I met Karl Rove.
1:55 - Kentucky 12 - Marquette 17 - Fun Fact #2: Wesley Matthews went to my high school. Go Memorial!
2:38 - Commercial Break - I realize I haven't posted anything in a bit. Really, that's probably in your best interest. I did make some popcorn, however.
3:00 - Commercial Break - I don't need any more Pete Carroll in my life. Who decided it that Pete Carroll, of all people, needed to be in a commercial? And why is this commercial ruining that one perfect aspect of the college football off-season (i.e., the part of the off-season where I get to avoid Pete Carroll?)?
3:11 - Kentucky 51 - Marquette 56 - Double dribble? Does that even count as a foul after middle school?
3:36 - Kentucky 63 - Marquette 66 - Exciting game here. Um...I really don't have anything else to say.
Break - It's time for a break for a bit. Back later.
12:45 - Georgia 46 - Xavier 36 - According to the latest CBS graphic, the last time a 14 seed beat a 3 seed was when Northwestern State beat Iowa in 1993. The announcer felt compelled to point out that this was Northwestern State, not Northwestern. As a Northwestern alum, I feel compelled to point out that it would be impossible for Northwestern to have upset a 3 seed, as Northwestern has never actually been to the tournament.
1:03 - Georgia 49 - Xavier 52 - Xavier takes the lead. Instead of getting excited that this will help my bracket (I'm ignoring my predicted upset of Michigan State - what can I say, I have no respect for the Big Ten in basketball, and it's reflected in my brackets), I am wondering whether Uga comes to basketball games, or only football games.
1:09 - Georgia 49 - Xavier 52 - According to Wikipedia, in addition to attending every home and away football game, Uga travels to "many University-related functions." That did not answer my question. Uga does, however, travel in an air conditioned dog house, as bulldogs are susceptible to heat stroke. And, evidently, losing leads in the second half.
1:19 - Georgia 56 - Xavier 61 - That last post reminded me that I love college football so much more than college basketball. At this point on a fall Saturday, I would already be throwing things at the television (and not just because of the sad state of Notre Dame football). I just cannot muster that sort of enthusiasm for college basketball.
1:29 - Kentucky 0 - Marquette 0 - Really? Really? We're cutting in to the Georgia-Xavier game to show me this game? I thought I was being punished enough today by being forced to watch Wisconsin instead of Notre Dame. Once again, I thank CBS for its internet coverage of these games. Otherwise, the throwing of items at the television would have just started.
1:47 - Kentucky 10 - Marquette 12 - Fun Fact #1: I met Tom Crean, Marquette's coach, at the same event where I met Karl Rove.
1:55 - Kentucky 12 - Marquette 17 - Fun Fact #2: Wesley Matthews went to my high school. Go Memorial!
2:38 - Commercial Break - I realize I haven't posted anything in a bit. Really, that's probably in your best interest. I did make some popcorn, however.
3:00 - Commercial Break - I don't need any more Pete Carroll in my life. Who decided it that Pete Carroll, of all people, needed to be in a commercial? And why is this commercial ruining that one perfect aspect of the college football off-season (i.e., the part of the off-season where I get to avoid Pete Carroll?)?
3:11 - Kentucky 51 - Marquette 56 - Double dribble? Does that even count as a foul after middle school?
3:36 - Kentucky 63 - Marquette 66 - Exciting game here. Um...I really don't have anything else to say.
Break - It's time for a break for a bit. Back later.
CBS = Wonderful
Thank you, CBS, for playing all of today's basketball games online. If not for your generosity in putting EVERY game online, I would have to drive to Illinois to watch the Notre Dame game this evening. Instead, I will be able to enjoy a refreshing cold beverage while watching the game here in Wisconsin.
First the Price Is Right, now this. CBS, you are wonderful.
First the Price Is Right, now this. CBS, you are wonderful.
Reasons Why Unemployment Is Better Than Employment
Ability to watch sports, all day, everyday. Definitely the best thing about unemployment (yes, even better than being able to call my friends and ask them what they are doing while I watch television all day today. And even better than watching The Price Is Right everyday, hard to believe though it is).
And now, if you'll excuse me, I have some basketball to watch.
And now, if you'll excuse me, I have some basketball to watch.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Real Men of Law School
These videos on various law school guys (based on the Real Men of Genius commercials) are so funny, and so, so true.
Monday, March 17, 2008
A Life Celebration Center
Coming home from work today, I saw a car advertising a local funeral home. That alone would have been worth mentioning, but then I saw the new, marketing-ized funeral home slogan:
"A Life Celebration Center"
"A Life Celebration Center"
Sunday, March 16, 2008
50 Word Review: The 158-Pound Marriage
The Book:
The 158-Pound Marriage
By John Irving
The Review:
Odd. Well-written (it's John Irving, of course it's well-written), but odd. Just odd.
The 158-Pound Marriage
By John Irving
The Review:
Odd. Well-written (it's John Irving, of course it's well-written), but odd. Just odd.
Monday, March 10, 2008
50 Word Review: The Zookeeper's Wife
The Book:
The Zookeeper's Wife: A War Story
By Diane Ackerman
The 50 Word Review:
Great story, told in a so-so manner. The book would have been immensely improved without the author's attempts to make a novel out of non-fiction, particularly since those attempts only distracted from the great story itself.
The Zookeeper's Wife: A War Story
By Diane Ackerman
The 50 Word Review:
Great story, told in a so-so manner. The book would have been immensely improved without the author's attempts to make a novel out of non-fiction, particularly since those attempts only distracted from the great story itself.
Back!
Back from a week in sunny Arizona at spring training, then a few days in very, very snowy Cleveland. Both trips afforded me time to read, so there will be a couple 50 Word Reviews up later tonight or tomorrow (although I have dinner plans and I am going to work tomorrow, so those may end up being later than I claim).
Saturday, March 1, 2008
50 Word Review: Remember Me?
The Book:
Remember Me?
By Sophie Kinsella
The 50 Word Review:
Amnesia? Really? I love Sophie Kinsella, but really, amnesia? I love Sophie Kinsella, but this book was just nowhere near as good as any of her other books, which leaves me wondering when I will get my next Shopaholic book.
Remember Me?
By Sophie Kinsella
The 50 Word Review:
Amnesia? Really? I love Sophie Kinsella, but really, amnesia? I love Sophie Kinsella, but this book was just nowhere near as good as any of her other books, which leaves me wondering when I will get my next Shopaholic book.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Reading
I just realized that I have finished three books in the last 26 hours. And I have managed to look for multiple jobs, worked on Advice Gals, gotten a hair cut, and gotten the oil changed on my car.
Did I mention that unemployment has its benefits?
And P.S., I am totally starting the new Sophie Kinsella book. As soon as I finish writing this. Which I will undoubtedly enjoy, by the way.
Did I mention that unemployment has its benefits?
And P.S., I am totally starting the new Sophie Kinsella book. As soon as I finish writing this. Which I will undoubtedly enjoy, by the way.
50 Word Review: Bitter is the New Black
The Book:
Bitter is the New Black: Confessions of a condescending, egomaniacal, self-centered Smart-ass, or why you should never carry a Prada Bag to the unemployment office
By Jen Lancaster
The 50 Word Review:
This book is fantastic, and not just because it contains the line "HATE! Dave Matthews makes me want to kick puppies," although that would be good enough reason to love it. Even if I totally disagree with a certain author's view of Bryan Adams.
Bitter is the New Black: Confessions of a condescending, egomaniacal, self-centered Smart-ass, or why you should never carry a Prada Bag to the unemployment office
By Jen Lancaster
The 50 Word Review:
This book is fantastic, and not just because it contains the line "HATE! Dave Matthews makes me want to kick puppies," although that would be good enough reason to love it. Even if I totally disagree with a certain author's view of Bryan Adams.
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