I am so ashamed. My failure to post daily is not just minor. It's massive. Epic, even. I have not posted in over two months. Some might say that, per the definition of my blog, the implication here is that I have not learned anything in over two months. I beg to differ. I have learned. In fact, maybe I have been SO BUSY learning for the past two months that I didn't even have time to write about it. Believable?
yeah, ok. The bottom line is that I have failed. And after I failed, I procrastinated because I was so embarrassed about my failure. And after procrastinating, I decided to let it go because nobody had said anything to me about it. It was then, of course, that I was called out (thanks, Bozung). So here I am, declaring amnesty for myself and my 60+ days without blogging the things I learned.
I am not going to try to catch you up on what I learned, but I will give you an update on the high points of my life in the past two months:
-I testified in court regarding a case I investigated at work. It was a little intimidating, but a cool experience. Yet another reason I truly love my job.
-Had my very first experience in being stood up. Oddly enough, it wasn't all it's cracked up to be. But it might make for some humorous blog fodder someday.
-Went for my first hike of the season a few weeks ago. Let me just reiterate the utter superiority of this state. I am so happy to be out in the sun again!
-I am looking for a house! That's right, I am hoping to be a homeowner by no later than August 1, 2009. It is exciting and intimidating and tiring all at once. And my realtor happens to be the best actor in Colorado Springs. No, seriously. How's that for multitasking?
There are probably more things I could share, but I feel like it will be hard to follow the whole buying-a-house thing, so that's all for now. So let me leave you with what I learned today:
Apparently my tv is not ready for the DTV conversion. I do have the converter box. But as I was watching tv tonight (the Bachelorette, what else?), a crawler came across the screen saying "If you can see this message, your TV is not ready for the DTV conversion."
So, I'm thinking I'll join the senior citizens of Colorado Springs at one of the digital conversion workshops. I can't wait. After that, we'll probably have a nice 4pm dinner at Country Buffet.
08 June 2009
08 April 2009
One Liners: Vol. 2
Ok, let me get through as many of these as possible:
Thursday, March 5:
Several coworkers and I attended an event with a speaker who was born with no limbs but who has become a swimmer, hunter, bowler, and several other activities a typical person would think impossible without limbs.
Friday, March 6:
I read the affadavit written by the detective in the Chris Brown case and learned that the exchange between Chris Brown and Rhianna the night before the Grammys was incredibly disturbing.
Saturday, March 7:
I learned that on Purim, the custom is that a person is supposed to drink until you can't tell the difference between "blessed is Mordecai" and "Cursed is Haman."
Sunday, March 8:
I learned about (and purchased) a book written by Tosca Lee (I have blogged about another book of hers), called "Havah," about Eve and the Fall.
Monday and Tuesday, March 9 & 10:
It is possible to be so busy at work that I could not think of a single thing I learned that was not work-related and therefore completely boring to all people outside my office.
Wednesday, March 11:
Read about the originator of the term "Ponzi scheme," Mr. Charles Ponzi- one of the greatest swindlers in American history.
Thursday, March 12:
After a day where all levels of supervision above myself were absent and an emergency situation arose, I learned sometimes the best cure for a stressful day includes wine, Taco Bell, a good friend, and trashy TV.
Friday, March 13:
Approximately 5 days in a row of 5 hours or less of sleep will definitely result in a cold.
Saturday, March 14:
I learned a shortcut recipe for a Jewish cookie called Hamentashen.
Sunday, March 15:
I learned the hard way that "Beauty Shop" is not a movie worth watching.
Monday, March 16:
Sierra Leone is about the same size as South Carolina
Tuesday, March 17:
It is truly amazing that an entire culture can mobilize to do the same ordinary thing on the same day- such as put on clothing in a certain color- just for the sake of a holiday that doesn't mean much of anything to the majority of people.
Wednesday, March 18:
Rumbi has a BBQ salad that is truly delicious.
Thursday, March 19:
It is worthwhile and important to have friends who will challenge me to do the right thing, even if it makes me uncomfortable.
Friday, March 20:
I learned how to play a visual card game called SET.
Saturday, March 21:
Worst pickup line ever: "I'll drive you to your car in the morning."
Sunday, March 22:
I learned how to highlight hair using the foiling technique like they do in salons (and learned what not to do when trying the foiling technique as well).
Monday, March 23:
I learned I will be able to have one additional member of my team at work, which is a much-needed blessing!
Tuesday, March 24:
I learned what it feels like to receive a subpoena as a witness to a court case.
Wednesday, March 25:
I will finally pull the "can't remember" card and say I don't have a clue what I learned that day. :(
Thursday, March 26:
When a blizzard is moving in, the office becomes a ghost town, and when you live a mile away from the office on a flat road and you drive a Jeep (and your boss knows) you unfortunately have no excuse to leave early.
Friday, March 27:
I learned that hanging out with new friends does not always turn out the way you expected.
Saturday, March 28:
"Cheesy t-shirt" means many different things to different people.
Sunday, March 29:
Great friends can spark great theological discussion, cooking is therapeutic for me, candles make me happy and warm inside, and Cribbage has several variations on rules of play.
Monday, March 30:
I learned that a comedy show is a fantastic way to spend a few bucks with good friends.
Tuesday March 31:
I learned it is not always bitter to live vicariously through the lives of others- sometimes it is entertaining!
Thursday, March 5:
Several coworkers and I attended an event with a speaker who was born with no limbs but who has become a swimmer, hunter, bowler, and several other activities a typical person would think impossible without limbs.
Friday, March 6:
I read the affadavit written by the detective in the Chris Brown case and learned that the exchange between Chris Brown and Rhianna the night before the Grammys was incredibly disturbing.
Saturday, March 7:
I learned that on Purim, the custom is that a person is supposed to drink until you can't tell the difference between "blessed is Mordecai" and "Cursed is Haman."
Sunday, March 8:
I learned about (and purchased) a book written by Tosca Lee (I have blogged about another book of hers), called "Havah," about Eve and the Fall.
Monday and Tuesday, March 9 & 10:
It is possible to be so busy at work that I could not think of a single thing I learned that was not work-related and therefore completely boring to all people outside my office.
Wednesday, March 11:
Read about the originator of the term "Ponzi scheme," Mr. Charles Ponzi- one of the greatest swindlers in American history.
Thursday, March 12:
After a day where all levels of supervision above myself were absent and an emergency situation arose, I learned sometimes the best cure for a stressful day includes wine, Taco Bell, a good friend, and trashy TV.
Friday, March 13:
Approximately 5 days in a row of 5 hours or less of sleep will definitely result in a cold.
Saturday, March 14:
I learned a shortcut recipe for a Jewish cookie called Hamentashen.
Sunday, March 15:
I learned the hard way that "Beauty Shop" is not a movie worth watching.
Monday, March 16:
Sierra Leone is about the same size as South Carolina
Tuesday, March 17:
It is truly amazing that an entire culture can mobilize to do the same ordinary thing on the same day- such as put on clothing in a certain color- just for the sake of a holiday that doesn't mean much of anything to the majority of people.
Wednesday, March 18:
Rumbi has a BBQ salad that is truly delicious.
Thursday, March 19:
It is worthwhile and important to have friends who will challenge me to do the right thing, even if it makes me uncomfortable.
Friday, March 20:
I learned how to play a visual card game called SET.
Saturday, March 21:
Worst pickup line ever: "I'll drive you to your car in the morning."
Sunday, March 22:
I learned how to highlight hair using the foiling technique like they do in salons (and learned what not to do when trying the foiling technique as well).
Monday, March 23:
I learned I will be able to have one additional member of my team at work, which is a much-needed blessing!
Tuesday, March 24:
I learned what it feels like to receive a subpoena as a witness to a court case.
Wednesday, March 25:
I will finally pull the "can't remember" card and say I don't have a clue what I learned that day. :(
Thursday, March 26:
When a blizzard is moving in, the office becomes a ghost town, and when you live a mile away from the office on a flat road and you drive a Jeep (and your boss knows) you unfortunately have no excuse to leave early.
Friday, March 27:
I learned that hanging out with new friends does not always turn out the way you expected.
Saturday, March 28:
"Cheesy t-shirt" means many different things to different people.
Sunday, March 29:
Great friends can spark great theological discussion, cooking is therapeutic for me, candles make me happy and warm inside, and Cribbage has several variations on rules of play.
Monday, March 30:
I learned that a comedy show is a fantastic way to spend a few bucks with good friends.
Tuesday March 31:
I learned it is not always bitter to live vicariously through the lives of others- sometimes it is entertaining!
26 March 2009
One-Liners: New York Edition
I don't know what happened. I can't explain where I've been, but it obviously wasn't here. And now I have to pay the price. And you do, too, if you choose to read my blog. But I am going to try to catch up without torturing you. So here's the goal: condense a month of lessons learned into one-liners. This is going to be very hard for a long-winded chick like myself, but I'll take the challenge. I can't promise the sentences will be short. And I'll break it into a couple of posts so it's not too painful.
The first installment is my week in New York. This is tough because I did so much out there and had a ridiculous amount of new experiences (Thank you, Laura & Rick!!), but here I go:
Wednesday, February 25:
In New York, if you live in an apartment without laundry facilities nearby, you can hire a laundry service to come pick up your laundry, wash it, and deliver it back to your apartment for a dollar per pound.
Thursday, February 26:
At the Carlyle Hotel in Manhattan, there is a piano bar called Bemelman's Bar, which was named after the author & illustrator of the 'Madeline' children's books because he hung out there and painted murals on the wall.
Friday, February 27:
I discovered H&M- a store we don't have in Colorado, but is absolutely my new favorite place to shop.
Saturday, February 28:
St. Paul's Chapel is a church located across from the WTC site (which is still basically a large hole), and it is the oldest public building in continuous use, and dates back to colonial times.
Sunday, March 01:
There is a restaurant in SoHo named Public that serves a brunch dish called Turkish Eggs (Greek style yogurt with poached eggs, butter, and spices on top, and toast for dipping), a must-eat if you ever go there.
Monday, March 02:
New York City has the rudest Starbucks baristas I have ever encountered.
Tuesday, March 03:
Touristy attractions that are worth the time and/or money include: Lady Liberty (she has man hands), Ellis Island Museum (history nerds, unite!) and Wicked on Broadway (campy and delicious).
Wednesday, March 04:
I love coming home, no matter how great my vacation was.
The first installment is my week in New York. This is tough because I did so much out there and had a ridiculous amount of new experiences (Thank you, Laura & Rick!!), but here I go:
Wednesday, February 25:
In New York, if you live in an apartment without laundry facilities nearby, you can hire a laundry service to come pick up your laundry, wash it, and deliver it back to your apartment for a dollar per pound.
Thursday, February 26:
At the Carlyle Hotel in Manhattan, there is a piano bar called Bemelman's Bar, which was named after the author & illustrator of the 'Madeline' children's books because he hung out there and painted murals on the wall.
Friday, February 27:
I discovered H&M- a store we don't have in Colorado, but is absolutely my new favorite place to shop.
Saturday, February 28:
St. Paul's Chapel is a church located across from the WTC site (which is still basically a large hole), and it is the oldest public building in continuous use, and dates back to colonial times.
Sunday, March 01:
There is a restaurant in SoHo named Public that serves a brunch dish called Turkish Eggs (Greek style yogurt with poached eggs, butter, and spices on top, and toast for dipping), a must-eat if you ever go there.
Monday, March 02:
New York City has the rudest Starbucks baristas I have ever encountered.
Tuesday, March 03:
Touristy attractions that are worth the time and/or money include: Lady Liberty (she has man hands), Ellis Island Museum (history nerds, unite!) and Wicked on Broadway (campy and delicious).
Wednesday, March 04:
I love coming home, no matter how great my vacation was.
06 March 2009
I'm alive, and I've been learning!
Did you think I left you? I didn't. I just failed a baby-size fail in my goal of updating at least weekly. I'm sure my extremely large fan club was in total devastation. But I have a good excuse- I went on vacation! I was very busy the week prior to leaving and I went to New York City for my vacation, so I spent my time trying to make the most of the city instead of blogging. I'm sure you'll forgive me. But I did learn, and I did make little notes so I would remember. So I will give you this in a two-part series.
Here we go, beginning with the week prior to my trip:
Tuesday, Feb 17:
I went out to lunch with my dear friend (and coworker) Rochelle. Ro introduced me to a great little Japanese restaurant downtown called Yoo Mae's. I'm not a connoisseur of Japanese food, but I thought it was great. I ordered a Bento box, which is basically a box lunch of an assortment of things. It was delish, and pretty cheap, too. So I now have another place I love for lunch.
Wednesday, Feb 18:
I learned a new word!
Quorum: the number of members of a group or organization required to be present to transact business legally, usually a majority (from Dictionary.com).
Thursday, Feb 19:
The 2009 Colorado State Budget passed out of the Senate today on third reading. It then went to the House for Consideration. As it left the Senate, it included amendments made by our very own Senator John Morse, who, regardless of your politics, is undeniably one of the state's biggest champions of services for people with developmental disabilities (DD). If you don't know, I work for a company that serves people with DD. We contract with the state and are bound by State rules and regulations, as well as State funding, such as it is. Colorado has a budget crisis right now that is pretty serious, which has caused a lot of cuts across all areas of funding in order to try to recoup the projected losses before the end of the fiscal year. Human Services of any kind generally get the short end of the stick in terms of government funding, and it is certainly true in the DD world. Morse's amendments restore DD funding that was cut recently in response to the current budget crisis. I could wax on for a long time about the needs in the DD world, but this is very intentionally not a soapbox blog, so if you ever want to hear more about what I do and what the 'services' really mean, please ask me. I'd love to talk about it. But for today, I'm hoping the budget will pass through the House with Morse's amendments intact.
Friday, Feb 20:
I learned that my car is in working order. This seems anticlimactic, I know. But I got my oil changed last weekend and was told there was a residue on the oil cap that could indicate that there is a crack or break in a gasket, which could have cost me around 1000.00 to repair, mostly due to labor. I mildly freaked out, because (reference my lesson from yesterday) I work in human services, and do not have an extra 1000.00 lying around at any given time. And I was getting ready to go on vacation. Yikes! So I took the car in, they checked it out, and there is no leak. I'm told that driving short distances like I do causes condensation to form in the oil cap because the car engine doesn't have a chance to warm up all the way before it is turned off. Apparently the condensation is the residue. So, I breathed much easier today. And learned a little bit about cars (which I assure you, I'll forget quickly).
Saturday, Feb 21:
Today I watched my sister's first dance competition of the season. I love watching these things. It's so fun to see how she has grown in her skill, and to watch the talents of other studios and dancers. I learned something I hope I will never have to use, but here it is:
If you have a tutu, you have to hang it upside down when you put it on a hanger. This ensures that when it is time to put it in, the material is as fluffy as possible. This is critical, you know.
I mean, really, flat tutus? How utterly common.
Sunday, Feb 22:
Tonight some of my girlfriends and I got together to watch the Oscars. We got dressed up, in real live dresses (I haven't worn a dress since September), and we went out for martinis. Since we live in such a fast-paced and metropolitan city, our first two choices for martinis were closed, it being a Sunday at 7pm. But we wound up at one of Colorado Springs' best restaurants- The Famous. I had never been there before, but the martinis were lovely. And while I can't testify to their steaks, I can tell you their crab cakes are wonderful.
Monday, Feb 23:
Another lesson involving food (I really like food)! I went to Outback tonight with some friends. I ordered the salmon, which is my favorite thing on their menu. One of the things I like so much about it is the sauce they give you (rémoulade). But apparently they no longer serve rémoulade at Outback.
So I no longer consider the salmon my favorite thing on their menu. Take that, Outback!
Tuesday, Feb 24:
A re-learn: I am still a horrible procrastinator when it comes to packing. No matter how early I promise myself I will do it, I will not. I will start 'packing' around 8pm or later (tonight it started at 10). It will only loosely resemble packing, as it will include beginning a load of the laundry I want to take...and messing around on facebook...and finding things to clean in my room...and searching the internet for things to do on my trip...and occasionally getting up and putting things in a pile next to my suitcase. Slowly it will begin to look more like packing until sometime after midnight I am ready to go to sleep. There will be a long list on my nightstand of all the things I have to remember to put in my bag in the morning, and then I will sleep fitfully, waking every hour or so, because I am so afraid that I might sleep through my alarm clock since I went to bed too late. This is self-sabotage at its finest.
Here we go, beginning with the week prior to my trip:
Tuesday, Feb 17:
I went out to lunch with my dear friend (and coworker) Rochelle. Ro introduced me to a great little Japanese restaurant downtown called Yoo Mae's. I'm not a connoisseur of Japanese food, but I thought it was great. I ordered a Bento box, which is basically a box lunch of an assortment of things. It was delish, and pretty cheap, too. So I now have another place I love for lunch.
Wednesday, Feb 18:
I learned a new word!
Quorum: the number of members of a group or organization required to be present to transact business legally, usually a majority (from Dictionary.com).
Thursday, Feb 19:
The 2009 Colorado State Budget passed out of the Senate today on third reading. It then went to the House for Consideration. As it left the Senate, it included amendments made by our very own Senator John Morse, who, regardless of your politics, is undeniably one of the state's biggest champions of services for people with developmental disabilities (DD). If you don't know, I work for a company that serves people with DD. We contract with the state and are bound by State rules and regulations, as well as State funding, such as it is. Colorado has a budget crisis right now that is pretty serious, which has caused a lot of cuts across all areas of funding in order to try to recoup the projected losses before the end of the fiscal year. Human Services of any kind generally get the short end of the stick in terms of government funding, and it is certainly true in the DD world. Morse's amendments restore DD funding that was cut recently in response to the current budget crisis. I could wax on for a long time about the needs in the DD world, but this is very intentionally not a soapbox blog, so if you ever want to hear more about what I do and what the 'services' really mean, please ask me. I'd love to talk about it. But for today, I'm hoping the budget will pass through the House with Morse's amendments intact.
Friday, Feb 20:
I learned that my car is in working order. This seems anticlimactic, I know. But I got my oil changed last weekend and was told there was a residue on the oil cap that could indicate that there is a crack or break in a gasket, which could have cost me around 1000.00 to repair, mostly due to labor. I mildly freaked out, because (reference my lesson from yesterday) I work in human services, and do not have an extra 1000.00 lying around at any given time. And I was getting ready to go on vacation. Yikes! So I took the car in, they checked it out, and there is no leak. I'm told that driving short distances like I do causes condensation to form in the oil cap because the car engine doesn't have a chance to warm up all the way before it is turned off. Apparently the condensation is the residue. So, I breathed much easier today. And learned a little bit about cars (which I assure you, I'll forget quickly).
Saturday, Feb 21:
Today I watched my sister's first dance competition of the season. I love watching these things. It's so fun to see how she has grown in her skill, and to watch the talents of other studios and dancers. I learned something I hope I will never have to use, but here it is:
If you have a tutu, you have to hang it upside down when you put it on a hanger. This ensures that when it is time to put it in, the material is as fluffy as possible. This is critical, you know.
I mean, really, flat tutus? How utterly common.
Sunday, Feb 22:
Tonight some of my girlfriends and I got together to watch the Oscars. We got dressed up, in real live dresses (I haven't worn a dress since September), and we went out for martinis. Since we live in such a fast-paced and metropolitan city, our first two choices for martinis were closed, it being a Sunday at 7pm. But we wound up at one of Colorado Springs' best restaurants- The Famous. I had never been there before, but the martinis were lovely. And while I can't testify to their steaks, I can tell you their crab cakes are wonderful.
Monday, Feb 23:
Another lesson involving food (I really like food)! I went to Outback tonight with some friends. I ordered the salmon, which is my favorite thing on their menu. One of the things I like so much about it is the sauce they give you (rémoulade). But apparently they no longer serve rémoulade at Outback.
So I no longer consider the salmon my favorite thing on their menu. Take that, Outback!
Tuesday, Feb 24:
A re-learn: I am still a horrible procrastinator when it comes to packing. No matter how early I promise myself I will do it, I will not. I will start 'packing' around 8pm or later (tonight it started at 10). It will only loosely resemble packing, as it will include beginning a load of the laundry I want to take...and messing around on facebook...and finding things to clean in my room...and searching the internet for things to do on my trip...and occasionally getting up and putting things in a pile next to my suitcase. Slowly it will begin to look more like packing until sometime after midnight I am ready to go to sleep. There will be a long list on my nightstand of all the things I have to remember to put in my bag in the morning, and then I will sleep fitfully, waking every hour or so, because I am so afraid that I might sleep through my alarm clock since I went to bed too late. This is self-sabotage at its finest.
17 February 2009
I am no longer apologizing for the lateness of my posts.
I've just accepted it. I will not be a daily post kind of girl. So here's your taste of the last week of my life:
Tuesday, Feb 10:
You know the phrase, "under the bus?" As in, "He just threw you under the bus?" Well, I learned that the origin of the phrase is, in part, attributed to my very own hometown newspaper! There are a few ideas of where the phrase came from- ranging from Cyndi Lauper in 1984 to Minor League baseball slang. But there is mention that one of the first citations for the phrase in text is from a 1991 article in the Colorado Springs Gazette Telegraph (currently The Gazette). Who knew? To read more on the origin of the phrase, click here.
Wednesday, Feb 11:
I had some girl-time with my friend Rochelle. We had popcorn and watched The O.C. on DVD (yep, I'm serious. We are unapologetic about the quality of television we enjoy). I leanred that Ro has a horrifying habit. She eats unpopped popcorn kernels. She has no explanation for why. I don't even know what else to say, but if you've been wondering what to do with the kernels in the bottom of the bowl, just invite Ro over. They'll mysteriously disappear before you realize what has happened, because of course, you'd never believe a human would eat them. But it's true. And I saw it. And heard it.
Thursday, Feb 12:
I went to court today. I attended a hearing. It was actually incredibly interesting. I learned that some lawyers will use "objection" very liberally in the hopes that the judge will let something slide. I learned that we have at least one magistrate in Colorado Springs who is not all that dissimilar to Judge Judy. And I like her for it. I also learned that if a particular residence has a large number of police/911 calls, the police will assign an officer to check on the residence and try to figure out why the pattern exists.
Friday, Feb 13:
I learned that Anne Boleyn made a joke about having a small neck on the day of her death. For those of you not as obsessed with Tudor England as I am, Anne Boleyn was an English Queen who was executed. She was the second wife of King Henry VIII, and he had her tried for treason and sentenced to death by beheading. On the day of her death, it is said that she joked about her own impending death, saying, "I heard say the executioner was very good, and I have a little neck." She then reportedly put her hands around her neck and "laughed heartily."
Saturday, Feb 14:
I learned something I may never have to use in my entire life. On the original Mario Brothers Nintendo game, there is a place where it is (theoretically) possible to earn 99 lives. If you already know this, you are a bigger nerd than I thought (and you join the ranks of some of my best friends). Anyway, this marvelous opportunity is in level 3-2. At the very end, when you are hopping up the pyramid to get to the flag, there are two turtles walking down the pyramid toward you. You have to jump on one of them, knocking him into just a shell, and then jump up on him again, knocking him against the stairs, and then keep jumping up right as he is bouncing off the stair wall and toward you. If you do this with just the right timing, you keep knocking him against the stair wall every time you jump, which earns you points. If you do it repeatedly in rapid succession, your point values increase by doubles until you are earning 1ups every time he hits the wall. Apparently you can do this 99 times (if you have cat-like reflexes and the patience of a snail). And truly, I suppose you could do it more, but since the original Mario game was pre-Y2K, it didn't foresee such things as triple-digit life counts, therefore, Mario or Luigi can only have up to 99 lives before the game would not track it.
Use this knowledge wisely, folks. With great power comes great responsibility.
Sunday Feb 15:
I learned once again that the logic of children is neither sound nor complicated. My little cousin, Isaiah, is three. I got to see him on Sunday. We were at my friend's photography show (which was awesome, by the way), and there were fruit trays all around. I helped him get some snacks, offering him grapes and melons. He wanted grapes. About halfway through a nice-sized bunch of grapes, the following exchange took place:
Isaiah (holding a grape in his hand after taking a bite of it): "I throw up grapes."
Me: "What?"
Isaiah: "I throw up when I eat grapes." (He pops the other half of the grape in his mouth.)
Me: "Then why are you eating them?"
Isaiah: "I like grapes."
Me (turning to his mom): "Does Isaiah throw up when he eats grapes?"
Isaiah's mom (looking at his plate with more grapes on it): "Yeah."
Awesome.
Monday, Feb 16:
This lesson was learned somewhere between Sunday and Monday, I can't be sure. Some friends and I went to Cripple Creek on Sunday afternoon. We spent time in the casinos Sunday night and into Monday morning. I can sum up the Cripple Creek gambling experience with the following:
-People under age 40 do not fit in.
-People who can breathe without the aid of medical equipment may or may not fit in, depending on which casino you are in and what time of day it is.
-'Restaurant' is a term used very loosely in Cripple Creek.
-And finally, be careful to look closely at the denomination of your money when tipping cocktail waitresses.
Tuesday, Feb 10:
You know the phrase, "under the bus?" As in, "He just threw you under the bus?" Well, I learned that the origin of the phrase is, in part, attributed to my very own hometown newspaper! There are a few ideas of where the phrase came from- ranging from Cyndi Lauper in 1984 to Minor League baseball slang. But there is mention that one of the first citations for the phrase in text is from a 1991 article in the Colorado Springs Gazette Telegraph (currently The Gazette). Who knew? To read more on the origin of the phrase, click here.
Wednesday, Feb 11:
I had some girl-time with my friend Rochelle. We had popcorn and watched The O.C. on DVD (yep, I'm serious. We are unapologetic about the quality of television we enjoy). I leanred that Ro has a horrifying habit. She eats unpopped popcorn kernels. She has no explanation for why. I don't even know what else to say, but if you've been wondering what to do with the kernels in the bottom of the bowl, just invite Ro over. They'll mysteriously disappear before you realize what has happened, because of course, you'd never believe a human would eat them. But it's true. And I saw it. And heard it.
Thursday, Feb 12:
I went to court today. I attended a hearing. It was actually incredibly interesting. I learned that some lawyers will use "objection" very liberally in the hopes that the judge will let something slide. I learned that we have at least one magistrate in Colorado Springs who is not all that dissimilar to Judge Judy. And I like her for it. I also learned that if a particular residence has a large number of police/911 calls, the police will assign an officer to check on the residence and try to figure out why the pattern exists.
Friday, Feb 13:
I learned that Anne Boleyn made a joke about having a small neck on the day of her death. For those of you not as obsessed with Tudor England as I am, Anne Boleyn was an English Queen who was executed. She was the second wife of King Henry VIII, and he had her tried for treason and sentenced to death by beheading. On the day of her death, it is said that she joked about her own impending death, saying, "I heard say the executioner was very good, and I have a little neck." She then reportedly put her hands around her neck and "laughed heartily."
Saturday, Feb 14:
I learned something I may never have to use in my entire life. On the original Mario Brothers Nintendo game, there is a place where it is (theoretically) possible to earn 99 lives. If you already know this, you are a bigger nerd than I thought (and you join the ranks of some of my best friends). Anyway, this marvelous opportunity is in level 3-2. At the very end, when you are hopping up the pyramid to get to the flag, there are two turtles walking down the pyramid toward you. You have to jump on one of them, knocking him into just a shell, and then jump up on him again, knocking him against the stairs, and then keep jumping up right as he is bouncing off the stair wall and toward you. If you do this with just the right timing, you keep knocking him against the stair wall every time you jump, which earns you points. If you do it repeatedly in rapid succession, your point values increase by doubles until you are earning 1ups every time he hits the wall. Apparently you can do this 99 times (if you have cat-like reflexes and the patience of a snail). And truly, I suppose you could do it more, but since the original Mario game was pre-Y2K, it didn't foresee such things as triple-digit life counts, therefore, Mario or Luigi can only have up to 99 lives before the game would not track it.
Use this knowledge wisely, folks. With great power comes great responsibility.
Sunday Feb 15:
I learned once again that the logic of children is neither sound nor complicated. My little cousin, Isaiah, is three. I got to see him on Sunday. We were at my friend's photography show (which was awesome, by the way), and there were fruit trays all around. I helped him get some snacks, offering him grapes and melons. He wanted grapes. About halfway through a nice-sized bunch of grapes, the following exchange took place:
Isaiah (holding a grape in his hand after taking a bite of it): "I throw up grapes."
Me: "What?"
Isaiah: "I throw up when I eat grapes." (He pops the other half of the grape in his mouth.)
Me: "Then why are you eating them?"
Isaiah: "I like grapes."
Me (turning to his mom): "Does Isaiah throw up when he eats grapes?"
Isaiah's mom (looking at his plate with more grapes on it): "Yeah."
Awesome.
Monday, Feb 16:
This lesson was learned somewhere between Sunday and Monday, I can't be sure. Some friends and I went to Cripple Creek on Sunday afternoon. We spent time in the casinos Sunday night and into Monday morning. I can sum up the Cripple Creek gambling experience with the following:
-People under age 40 do not fit in.
-People who can breathe without the aid of medical equipment may or may not fit in, depending on which casino you are in and what time of day it is.
-'Restaurant' is a term used very loosely in Cripple Creek.
-And finally, be careful to look closely at the denomination of your money when tipping cocktail waitresses.
10 February 2009
I've got to improve on updating...
Tuesday, Feb 3:
Tuesday I learned what people mean when they say something tastes 'gamey.' I tasted venison for the first time, thanks to the Badrys' fridge. Yum. (ish.)
Wednesday, Feb 4:
Wednesday the Stick Horses had their weekly practice at my house. It's the benefit of living with someone in the troupe- I get to see a free show in my own house! So I tried to follow a game they played. It was called Wizards, Goblins, and Dragons. Or something like that. And all I can say is that they stood in a circle and stared at each other for a while. Then everyone struck a pose or did a little dance at the same time. Then they all celebrated to varying degrees, although it was unclear from my perspective what poses or dances or outcomes were cause for celebration. They repeated this several times. It looked like a strange full-body version of Rock Paper Scissors, but I can't be sure. All I know for sure is that Lacey did the best Goblin dance.
Thursday, Feb 5:
I re-learned today's lesson. I remembered the value of taking an evening to slow down. I generally keep my days full. It's not necessarily that I want to be busy all the time, but I don't say no very often, because I am blessed to have fabulous friends who are always thinking of interesting things to do. And most days, I'm enjoying my busy life. But sometimes I have to remind myself to step back and be by myself. I am a true introvert. As much as I enjoy the people in my life, it is not energizing to me to spend time with people. I get energy by taking time to myself. I need that time to recharge. I need that time to watch horrible primetime dramas without ridicule (tonight it was night one of the Grey's/Private Practice crossover EVENT). Basically, I just need 'me' time.
*As a sidenote, is it just me, or does anyone else think it's ridiculous when a TV show is referred to as an Event?
Friday, Feb 5:
I thought I learned that Yaks' milk is pink. My sister told me this. I'm always skeptical of the things that I 'learn' from teenagers, so I asked where she heard it and she said she read it in a Science magazine she had to read for school. Then I googled it and I found some places that said it is pink and others that said it is not pink. So who knows? I guess the real lesson is that the color of Yaks' milk is disputed. First one to get a Yak and solve the mystery is the winner.
Saturday, Feb 6:
I learned that Paris Hilton has a whole line of hair extensions. You can purchase these at your local Sally Beauty Supply store. I'm speechless, as you are, I'm sure.
Sunday, Feb 7:
One of my oldest and dearest friends is named Aba. She is incredibly driven, intelligent, and talented. She is currently in LA working as an actress. I learned on Sunday that she is starting up a production company! It's called The Ohemaa Project. The project is based on her faith and her vision to use entertainment as a means of empowerment. You can read up on her company here. I am so excited for you, Aba!
Monday, Feb 8:
Another priceless lesson in dating from The Bachelor:
If your mother is freaky, it's best not to introduce her to the guy you're hoping to win as a "potential future husband." She might make him hula-hoop. Or bury an animal she killed with her car. Or talk about reincarnation.
And none of these things adds points to your game.
Tuesday I learned what people mean when they say something tastes 'gamey.' I tasted venison for the first time, thanks to the Badrys' fridge. Yum. (ish.)
Wednesday, Feb 4:
Wednesday the Stick Horses had their weekly practice at my house. It's the benefit of living with someone in the troupe- I get to see a free show in my own house! So I tried to follow a game they played. It was called Wizards, Goblins, and Dragons. Or something like that. And all I can say is that they stood in a circle and stared at each other for a while. Then everyone struck a pose or did a little dance at the same time. Then they all celebrated to varying degrees, although it was unclear from my perspective what poses or dances or outcomes were cause for celebration. They repeated this several times. It looked like a strange full-body version of Rock Paper Scissors, but I can't be sure. All I know for sure is that Lacey did the best Goblin dance.
Thursday, Feb 5:
I re-learned today's lesson. I remembered the value of taking an evening to slow down. I generally keep my days full. It's not necessarily that I want to be busy all the time, but I don't say no very often, because I am blessed to have fabulous friends who are always thinking of interesting things to do. And most days, I'm enjoying my busy life. But sometimes I have to remind myself to step back and be by myself. I am a true introvert. As much as I enjoy the people in my life, it is not energizing to me to spend time with people. I get energy by taking time to myself. I need that time to recharge. I need that time to watch horrible primetime dramas without ridicule (tonight it was night one of the Grey's/Private Practice crossover EVENT). Basically, I just need 'me' time.
*As a sidenote, is it just me, or does anyone else think it's ridiculous when a TV show is referred to as an Event?
Friday, Feb 5:
I thought I learned that Yaks' milk is pink. My sister told me this. I'm always skeptical of the things that I 'learn' from teenagers, so I asked where she heard it and she said she read it in a Science magazine she had to read for school. Then I googled it and I found some places that said it is pink and others that said it is not pink. So who knows? I guess the real lesson is that the color of Yaks' milk is disputed. First one to get a Yak and solve the mystery is the winner.
Saturday, Feb 6:
I learned that Paris Hilton has a whole line of hair extensions. You can purchase these at your local Sally Beauty Supply store. I'm speechless, as you are, I'm sure.
Sunday, Feb 7:
One of my oldest and dearest friends is named Aba. She is incredibly driven, intelligent, and talented. She is currently in LA working as an actress. I learned on Sunday that she is starting up a production company! It's called The Ohemaa Project. The project is based on her faith and her vision to use entertainment as a means of empowerment. You can read up on her company here. I am so excited for you, Aba!
Monday, Feb 8:
Another priceless lesson in dating from The Bachelor:
If your mother is freaky, it's best not to introduce her to the guy you're hoping to win as a "potential future husband." She might make him hula-hoop. Or bury an animal she killed with her car. Or talk about reincarnation.
And none of these things adds points to your game.
02 February 2009
January is over and my blog is overdue.
It's been one long week, my friends. But I did keep track of what I learned. So here goes:
Monday, Jan 26:
My friend Sheonaid taught me what a yurt is. It's like a hut/tent that is semi-permanent. When I looked it up, I found out they were originally used by nomads in Central Asia. But we also have them here in Colorado in the mountains, if you ever want to use one for camping.
Tuesday, Jan 27:
My sister is doing a report on Ella Fitzgerald, and she taught me some of what she has learned. Ella Fitzgerald had a troubled childhood and an amazingly successful career. But the thing that stuck out most that I didn't know before was that she had both of her legs amputated due to complications with diabetes. I might be a little out of the loop not knowing that, but I'll admit my ignorance anyway.
Wednesday, Jan 28:
Wednesday was a re-learn day. Most of my friends know I'm not a big fan of the being in the gym. I like to exercise outside in the sun and wind and nature. But in Colorado, there are times of the year that it's the gym or nothing. So I was at the gym on my lunch hour, which is unfortunately a pretty busy time for my YMCA branch. And I re-learned another reason why I hate that place.
IT STINKS. Yes, running makes me feel healthy, but exposure to the smell of sweaty people in close proximity is a definite temptation to join the ranks of the sedentary. At least the odor suppresses my appetite, so even if I have to cut my workout short in order to breathe, I can make up for it by skipping my dinner.
I can't wait for spring.
Thursday, Jan 29:
My friend Laura is one of my favorites. She lives in NYC and I am staying with her when I go out there at the end of February. We were talking about all the things to do in New York, and I learned one thing I am unapologetically excited about (in all my nerdiness): The Tenement Museum. I love history. I love learning about the day-to-day in different periods of history. I love seeing old furniture, clothing, houses, and buildings. I love learning about the way things were. So the Tenement Museum is a must-see for me. They conduct tours of an old tenement building. It was built in 1863 and housed thousands of New York immigrant families until it was vacated and boarded up in 1935. It was untouched until 1988 when the Tenement Museum discovered it and restored it to its former glory. I'm probably more excited to see that than I am about seeing Times Square.
Friday, Jan 30:
I learned a few small lessons from a night with friends:
1. The proper pronunciation of the word Curaçao is "cure-a-so," like this.
2. Some people aren't cut out for card tricks.
3. It is possible to spend time with Jared Harp without witnessing a Chris Brown dance routine.
4. Best in Show is still hilarious.
Saturday, Jan 31:
I learned the joy of answered prayers. I had a date with my sister. If you are not a girl with a sister, I'm sorry you'll never know the pleasure of a sisterly bond, but it is a beautiful thing. There are ten years between me and my sister, so when she was little, our relationship was atypical. I was more of a babysitter/third authority figure. But now, she's a teenager. She's heading into high school, and over the past few years, I've been praying about how to navigate the transition between authority-type and sister/friend. It's not been that easy, but it has been worth it. Friday was a really sweet time. We had dinner and a movie and talked about boys and school and real life. I realize I might be biased, but I'm pretty sure I have the best sister ever.
Sunday, Feb 1:
I learned that some things are still embarrassing, no matter how old you are. On Sunday we had fantastic weather, so I went for a run outside. At least, I made it through most of my run. But on the last block back to the house, I definitely took a nice, classic, completely ungraceful face plant. I am blaming it on the downtown sidewalk that is cracked and broken. But I had just run on such a sidewalk for 20 minutes, so there might be more to it. Like me not picking up my feet. Or the gods being against me.
Anyway, I definitely scraped a nice piece of skin off my knee. And I definitely looked around immediately afterward (you always do the look-around when you're embarrassed). The only thing that saved me was the complete state of desolation that befalls most of America from 4pm-9pm on Superbowl Sunday. So there was basically nobody around to see it. Although I'm sure some CC student was looking out the window of their apartment and had a good laugh. All I know is, it still hurts, and I still feel like a kid. Your pity is welcomed.
Monday, Feb 2:
I learned that my friend Allison is now LEED-accredited! Allison is an architect and she has been studying like crazy for the test she took today. The LEED (Leadership in Energy and Environmental Design) accreditation demonstrates a knowledge of green building: environmentally friendly design and construction with an emphasis on sustainability. Last week, Angela, another good friend of mine, also became LEED accredited. Congrats Al and Angela! I'm proud to know you both. I'll take you out for a celebratory drink at the next possible time. Ange- that means we should wind up in the same state again sometime. ;)
Monday, Jan 26:
My friend Sheonaid taught me what a yurt is. It's like a hut/tent that is semi-permanent. When I looked it up, I found out they were originally used by nomads in Central Asia. But we also have them here in Colorado in the mountains, if you ever want to use one for camping.
Tuesday, Jan 27:
My sister is doing a report on Ella Fitzgerald, and she taught me some of what she has learned. Ella Fitzgerald had a troubled childhood and an amazingly successful career. But the thing that stuck out most that I didn't know before was that she had both of her legs amputated due to complications with diabetes. I might be a little out of the loop not knowing that, but I'll admit my ignorance anyway.
Wednesday, Jan 28:
Wednesday was a re-learn day. Most of my friends know I'm not a big fan of the being in the gym. I like to exercise outside in the sun and wind and nature. But in Colorado, there are times of the year that it's the gym or nothing. So I was at the gym on my lunch hour, which is unfortunately a pretty busy time for my YMCA branch. And I re-learned another reason why I hate that place.
IT STINKS. Yes, running makes me feel healthy, but exposure to the smell of sweaty people in close proximity is a definite temptation to join the ranks of the sedentary. At least the odor suppresses my appetite, so even if I have to cut my workout short in order to breathe, I can make up for it by skipping my dinner.
I can't wait for spring.
Thursday, Jan 29:
My friend Laura is one of my favorites. She lives in NYC and I am staying with her when I go out there at the end of February. We were talking about all the things to do in New York, and I learned one thing I am unapologetically excited about (in all my nerdiness): The Tenement Museum. I love history. I love learning about the day-to-day in different periods of history. I love seeing old furniture, clothing, houses, and buildings. I love learning about the way things were. So the Tenement Museum is a must-see for me. They conduct tours of an old tenement building. It was built in 1863 and housed thousands of New York immigrant families until it was vacated and boarded up in 1935. It was untouched until 1988 when the Tenement Museum discovered it and restored it to its former glory. I'm probably more excited to see that than I am about seeing Times Square.
Friday, Jan 30:
I learned a few small lessons from a night with friends:
1. The proper pronunciation of the word Curaçao is "cure-a-so," like this.
2. Some people aren't cut out for card tricks.
3. It is possible to spend time with Jared Harp without witnessing a Chris Brown dance routine.
4. Best in Show is still hilarious.
Saturday, Jan 31:
I learned the joy of answered prayers. I had a date with my sister. If you are not a girl with a sister, I'm sorry you'll never know the pleasure of a sisterly bond, but it is a beautiful thing. There are ten years between me and my sister, so when she was little, our relationship was atypical. I was more of a babysitter/third authority figure. But now, she's a teenager. She's heading into high school, and over the past few years, I've been praying about how to navigate the transition between authority-type and sister/friend. It's not been that easy, but it has been worth it. Friday was a really sweet time. We had dinner and a movie and talked about boys and school and real life. I realize I might be biased, but I'm pretty sure I have the best sister ever.
Sunday, Feb 1:
I learned that some things are still embarrassing, no matter how old you are. On Sunday we had fantastic weather, so I went for a run outside. At least, I made it through most of my run. But on the last block back to the house, I definitely took a nice, classic, completely ungraceful face plant. I am blaming it on the downtown sidewalk that is cracked and broken. But I had just run on such a sidewalk for 20 minutes, so there might be more to it. Like me not picking up my feet. Or the gods being against me.
Anyway, I definitely scraped a nice piece of skin off my knee. And I definitely looked around immediately afterward (you always do the look-around when you're embarrassed). The only thing that saved me was the complete state of desolation that befalls most of America from 4pm-9pm on Superbowl Sunday. So there was basically nobody around to see it. Although I'm sure some CC student was looking out the window of their apartment and had a good laugh. All I know is, it still hurts, and I still feel like a kid. Your pity is welcomed.
Monday, Feb 2:
I learned that my friend Allison is now LEED-accredited! Allison is an architect and she has been studying like crazy for the test she took today. The LEED (Leadership in Energy and Environmental Design) accreditation demonstrates a knowledge of green building: environmentally friendly design and construction with an emphasis on sustainability. Last week, Angela, another good friend of mine, also became LEED accredited. Congrats Al and Angela! I'm proud to know you both. I'll take you out for a celebratory drink at the next possible time. Ange- that means we should wind up in the same state again sometime. ;)
25 January 2009
Five new things
I am not doing well at keeping up! Sorry! I'll catch you up on where I am lately...
Wednesday, Jan 21:
On Wednesday some of my friends noticed flags around Colorado Springs were flying at half staff. So I found out that the Colorado Governor ordered all flags to fly at half staff in honor of a fallen U.S. Army Staff Sergeant from Colorado. SSgt. Bauer was killed on Jan 10 in Iraq when an IED detonated near his vehicle. He had earned a Bronze Star, a Purple Heart, and an Army Commendation Medal. He was 24 years old.
It left me sad, speechless, and humbled.
Thursday, Jan 22:
Thursday I had a dinner party for a dear friend of mine. Danny went to college with me and he lives in Africa right now, but was back for a visit over the last month. We had a little reunion of KU alumni and it was a lot of fun. And as is the case with most reunions, the conversation covered a wide range of topics. So during the evening I witnessed a lively little argument about rabies. Allison and Danny argued about whether or not rabies is fatal, until they realized they were both arguing the same point: rabies is fatal unless someone has been vaccinated previously or receives a vaccination very quickly after becoming infected. I looked it up later and found out that there have actually been two documented cases of survival where the patient did not receive any rabies-specific treatment. Also, it is suggested that inducing a coma in infected patients may allow someone to survive. In 2005 a girl from Wisconsin received the treatment (called the Milwaukee Protocol). The theory is that being in a coma protects the brain from damage while the body builds up an immune response to the rabies. The girl was hospitalized for 76 days, 31 of which were in isolation, but she recovered.
Friday, Jan 23:
Friday was part 2 of a girls' night that my friend Suzanne hosted. We watched Anne of Green Gables, which I had never read or seen before. So I finally learned how the story turns out. But I did enjoy it. I think deep down all girls love the guy-gets-girl storyline, no matter how predictable or unrealistic it is.
Saturday, Jan 24:
Elisa and I were discussing the origin of Obama's campaign slogan, "Yes we can." We have been talking about how it's basically the English translation of Cesar Chavez and the United Farm Workers' "Sí se puede" from the seventies. So Elisa googled "Yes we can" and found this: Yes We Can (Hold Babies). I cannot explain the laughter that ensued. At first we thought it might be a joke. But the more you look at the site, the more it looks sincere. Amazing.
Sunday, Jan 25:
Today I learned that a group of porcupines is called a prickle. I also learned that baby porcupines are extremely tiny and cute in a semi-disgusting way.
See?
That picture is not mine, by the way. I found it online.
Wednesday, Jan 21:
On Wednesday some of my friends noticed flags around Colorado Springs were flying at half staff. So I found out that the Colorado Governor ordered all flags to fly at half staff in honor of a fallen U.S. Army Staff Sergeant from Colorado. SSgt. Bauer was killed on Jan 10 in Iraq when an IED detonated near his vehicle. He had earned a Bronze Star, a Purple Heart, and an Army Commendation Medal. He was 24 years old.
It left me sad, speechless, and humbled.
Thursday, Jan 22:
Thursday I had a dinner party for a dear friend of mine. Danny went to college with me and he lives in Africa right now, but was back for a visit over the last month. We had a little reunion of KU alumni and it was a lot of fun. And as is the case with most reunions, the conversation covered a wide range of topics. So during the evening I witnessed a lively little argument about rabies. Allison and Danny argued about whether or not rabies is fatal, until they realized they were both arguing the same point: rabies is fatal unless someone has been vaccinated previously or receives a vaccination very quickly after becoming infected. I looked it up later and found out that there have actually been two documented cases of survival where the patient did not receive any rabies-specific treatment. Also, it is suggested that inducing a coma in infected patients may allow someone to survive. In 2005 a girl from Wisconsin received the treatment (called the Milwaukee Protocol). The theory is that being in a coma protects the brain from damage while the body builds up an immune response to the rabies. The girl was hospitalized for 76 days, 31 of which were in isolation, but she recovered.
Friday, Jan 23:
Friday was part 2 of a girls' night that my friend Suzanne hosted. We watched Anne of Green Gables, which I had never read or seen before. So I finally learned how the story turns out. But I did enjoy it. I think deep down all girls love the guy-gets-girl storyline, no matter how predictable or unrealistic it is.
Saturday, Jan 24:
Elisa and I were discussing the origin of Obama's campaign slogan, "Yes we can." We have been talking about how it's basically the English translation of Cesar Chavez and the United Farm Workers' "Sí se puede" from the seventies. So Elisa googled "Yes we can" and found this: Yes We Can (Hold Babies). I cannot explain the laughter that ensued. At first we thought it might be a joke. But the more you look at the site, the more it looks sincere. Amazing.
Sunday, Jan 25:
Today I learned that a group of porcupines is called a prickle. I also learned that baby porcupines are extremely tiny and cute in a semi-disgusting way.
See?
That picture is not mine, by the way. I found it online.
20 January 2009
Ruins, Gentlemen, and the Career I Wish I Had
Ok, here is the last trio of lessons:
Sunday, Jan 18:
I went for a walk last Friday with Elisa on Cascade Avenue. Cascade is one of the streets in downtown Colorado Springs that has beautiful, old, huge houses. So we passed one of the houses and it caught my eye because it was bright pink. On the front of the house was a plaque that said, "Hungo Pavi 1922." So Sunday I looked it up. Hungo Pavi is an ancient great house ruin located in Chaco Canyon National Historical Park in New Mexico. It is un-excavated and much of the ruins are now covered by desert ands and vegetation. It had over 150 rooms in it. Chacoan people occupied Hungo Pavi beginning around 1000AD. There are some cool pictures here.
I haven't figured out why the pink house has the plaque on it, or what the significance of the year '1922' is. Some things are just a mystery.
Monday, Jan 19:
Monday was a really great day. I spent time outside in the Colorado sun with my mom and my dogs, and then I went to Denver with some of my favorite people. We went shopping and ate dinner at Casa Bonita. While shopping, I received a bit of cultural education about cuff links. I have always known that they are meant for cuffs, of course (I'm really good with contextual clues), but I had never actually seen someone wearing them and didn't really know how they worked. I saw a bunch of cuff link sets at Banana Republic and it prompted the question. My friend Toby told me that they work with a specific type of shirt- one with French cuffs. He demonstrated how they work on a shirt in the store. It's a small thing, but I feel better for knowing it.
There are definitely some cheesy cuff links out there, even in Banana Republic stores, but I still think I like the idea of them. They're classy. The only downside to cuff links is that they prevent the wearer from doing the masculine after-work sleeve roll. Ladies, you know the one- where they unbutton their cuff and roll it up to about the elbow? I have a thing for the sleeve roll. And I have it on good authority that I'm not the only girl who does. So guys, here's a lesson for you: The question of cuff links is a win-win. Choose cuff links and you are a gentleman. Choose against cuff links and do the sleeve roll, and you're golden.
Tuesday, Jan 20:
Today was inauguration day. Like many people, I listened to our new president address the nation for the first time in his post. I'd love to hear your reactions to the speech, by the way. But I am not going to blog about politics. It's not my bag. I did learn something interesting, though. One of Obama's top speech writers is 27. You read right. He's TWENTY-SEVEN. And pretty Gap-chic, judging by the picture. But the point is- I think I'm in the wrong field. This guy writes speeches that the world hears. He gets paid to craft ideas into words to reach the masses. And he apparently does it in marathon sittings fueled by coffee and Rock Band video game intermissions.
I am totally in the wrong field.
Sunday, Jan 18:
I went for a walk last Friday with Elisa on Cascade Avenue. Cascade is one of the streets in downtown Colorado Springs that has beautiful, old, huge houses. So we passed one of the houses and it caught my eye because it was bright pink. On the front of the house was a plaque that said, "Hungo Pavi 1922." So Sunday I looked it up. Hungo Pavi is an ancient great house ruin located in Chaco Canyon National Historical Park in New Mexico. It is un-excavated and much of the ruins are now covered by desert ands and vegetation. It had over 150 rooms in it. Chacoan people occupied Hungo Pavi beginning around 1000AD. There are some cool pictures here.
I haven't figured out why the pink house has the plaque on it, or what the significance of the year '1922' is. Some things are just a mystery.
Monday, Jan 19:
Monday was a really great day. I spent time outside in the Colorado sun with my mom and my dogs, and then I went to Denver with some of my favorite people. We went shopping and ate dinner at Casa Bonita. While shopping, I received a bit of cultural education about cuff links. I have always known that they are meant for cuffs, of course (I'm really good with contextual clues), but I had never actually seen someone wearing them and didn't really know how they worked. I saw a bunch of cuff link sets at Banana Republic and it prompted the question. My friend Toby told me that they work with a specific type of shirt- one with French cuffs. He demonstrated how they work on a shirt in the store. It's a small thing, but I feel better for knowing it.
There are definitely some cheesy cuff links out there, even in Banana Republic stores, but I still think I like the idea of them. They're classy. The only downside to cuff links is that they prevent the wearer from doing the masculine after-work sleeve roll. Ladies, you know the one- where they unbutton their cuff and roll it up to about the elbow? I have a thing for the sleeve roll. And I have it on good authority that I'm not the only girl who does. So guys, here's a lesson for you: The question of cuff links is a win-win. Choose cuff links and you are a gentleman. Choose against cuff links and do the sleeve roll, and you're golden.
Tuesday, Jan 20:
Today was inauguration day. Like many people, I listened to our new president address the nation for the first time in his post. I'd love to hear your reactions to the speech, by the way. But I am not going to blog about politics. It's not my bag. I did learn something interesting, though. One of Obama's top speech writers is 27. You read right. He's TWENTY-SEVEN. And pretty Gap-chic, judging by the picture. But the point is- I think I'm in the wrong field. This guy writes speeches that the world hears. He gets paid to craft ideas into words to reach the masses. And he apparently does it in marathon sittings fueled by coffee and Rock Band video game intermissions.
I am totally in the wrong field.
17 January 2009
Photography and Prosciutto
Friday, Jan 16:
I went to an engagement party for a friend. The party was hosted by my friend Allison, who I have mentioned on the blog before. Allison is one of the most creative people I know. We got to catch up at the party and I learned the details of her newest endeavor. She's decided sell her photography to raise funding for a trip she is taking to Sierra Leone with eMi (Engineering Ministries International). eMi sends architects and engineers to other countries to help build schools, hospitals, and other needed buildings. Allison's trip is for building a hospital. She also will have an exhibition here in Colorado Springs to showcase her entire 365 picture-a-day project. The exhibition will be at Pike's Perk downtown, February 15, from 1-3pm. People can order the prints at the exhibition, and Allison also has a website set up for people to order prints. I am really excited about her exhibition and her upcoming trip. I'd encourage anyone reading to check out her stuff and go to the exhibition if at all possible. She's a great photographer. So, I not only learned the details of the event, but I learned how inspiring it is to see a friend pursue something she believes in.
Saturday, Jan 17:
Today I learned how prosciutto is made. I have to preface my summary by saying this: if you love prosciutto and don't know how it is made, stop reading.
Prosciutto is made from a pork hind leg that is salt-cured for a few weeks, until mold has formed on the leg (yum). The mold is scraped off and the ham is hung for another 4-5 weeks. Any newly formed mold is scraped again and then pork fat is rubbed over all the meat surfaces (more yum), effectively 'sealing' it before it is hung to cure for another 12-16 weeks. The way they can tell when prosciutto is ready is by using a horse bone needle to push into the prosciutto at 5 specific points. The needle is then smelled, because apparently the smell of the meat can indicate whether it is appropriately prepared. A horse bone is used because it is said to absorb fragrance without holding it, so they can use it from prosciutto to prosciutto and still have accurate smells.
It's all very involved, and fairly gross, when you think about it. I'll admit I have enjoyed prosciutto. And knowing me, I'll probably enjoy it again in my life. just not anytime soon while I can remember this process...
I went to an engagement party for a friend. The party was hosted by my friend Allison, who I have mentioned on the blog before. Allison is one of the most creative people I know. We got to catch up at the party and I learned the details of her newest endeavor. She's decided sell her photography to raise funding for a trip she is taking to Sierra Leone with eMi (Engineering Ministries International). eMi sends architects and engineers to other countries to help build schools, hospitals, and other needed buildings. Allison's trip is for building a hospital. She also will have an exhibition here in Colorado Springs to showcase her entire 365 picture-a-day project. The exhibition will be at Pike's Perk downtown, February 15, from 1-3pm. People can order the prints at the exhibition, and Allison also has a website set up for people to order prints. I am really excited about her exhibition and her upcoming trip. I'd encourage anyone reading to check out her stuff and go to the exhibition if at all possible. She's a great photographer. So, I not only learned the details of the event, but I learned how inspiring it is to see a friend pursue something she believes in.
Saturday, Jan 17:
Today I learned how prosciutto is made. I have to preface my summary by saying this: if you love prosciutto and don't know how it is made, stop reading.
Prosciutto is made from a pork hind leg that is salt-cured for a few weeks, until mold has formed on the leg (yum). The mold is scraped off and the ham is hung for another 4-5 weeks. Any newly formed mold is scraped again and then pork fat is rubbed over all the meat surfaces (more yum), effectively 'sealing' it before it is hung to cure for another 12-16 weeks. The way they can tell when prosciutto is ready is by using a horse bone needle to push into the prosciutto at 5 specific points. The needle is then smelled, because apparently the smell of the meat can indicate whether it is appropriately prepared. A horse bone is used because it is said to absorb fragrance without holding it, so they can use it from prosciutto to prosciutto and still have accurate smells.
It's all very involved, and fairly gross, when you think about it. I'll admit I have enjoyed prosciutto. And knowing me, I'll probably enjoy it again in my life. just not anytime soon while I can remember this process...
15 January 2009
Currency, Pie, and Ice
Three brief lessons:
Tuesday, Jan 13:
I learned that (at least right now) one Euro is equivalent to 1.32 US dollars.
I have 35 Euros, which is approximately 46 dollars in currency that is useless in my country. I have had the Euros in my possession since the last time I was in Europe. Which was in 2006. I don't know why I haven't exchanged them, but I think it has something to do with the hope that I will go back sometime and have use for them. But next time, it's Italy. Or Greece.
Wednesday, Jan 14:
I learned that chocolate pie and whipped cream is an AMAZING combination. At least when prepared by my lovely friend Abbie. She decided to cook a big dinner to celebrate the new position I was offered at work (which is one more example of how amazing my friends are). She made a brilliant Italian meal of salad, stuffed shells, garlic bread, and chocolate pie. And wine, but that's a given. I had a great evening with some of my favorite people and stuffed myself to the brim. And somehow, I've made it through life without ever having chocolate pie until now. That's 24 years of wasted time, folks. Please learn from my mistakes.
Thursday, Jan 15:
Today I learned about an awesome event happening in Old Colorado City this weekend. It's called Ice on the Avenue. There will be ice sculptures and demos of ice carving. And Old Colorado City is a great backdrop for an outdoor event. It's the cutest little historic town! So I can't wait to get out there and try to take some pictures of the ice. Anyone want to make a day of it??
Tuesday, Jan 13:
I learned that (at least right now) one Euro is equivalent to 1.32 US dollars.
I have 35 Euros, which is approximately 46 dollars in currency that is useless in my country. I have had the Euros in my possession since the last time I was in Europe. Which was in 2006. I don't know why I haven't exchanged them, but I think it has something to do with the hope that I will go back sometime and have use for them. But next time, it's Italy. Or Greece.
Wednesday, Jan 14:
I learned that chocolate pie and whipped cream is an AMAZING combination. At least when prepared by my lovely friend Abbie. She decided to cook a big dinner to celebrate the new position I was offered at work (which is one more example of how amazing my friends are). She made a brilliant Italian meal of salad, stuffed shells, garlic bread, and chocolate pie. And wine, but that's a given. I had a great evening with some of my favorite people and stuffed myself to the brim. And somehow, I've made it through life without ever having chocolate pie until now. That's 24 years of wasted time, folks. Please learn from my mistakes.
Thursday, Jan 15:
Today I learned about an awesome event happening in Old Colorado City this weekend. It's called Ice on the Avenue. There will be ice sculptures and demos of ice carving. And Old Colorado City is a great backdrop for an outdoor event. It's the cutest little historic town! So I can't wait to get out there and try to take some pictures of the ice. Anyone want to make a day of it??
12 January 2009
It's Never too Early... Well, Sometimes it is.
Today I learned some valuable lessons about the search for Mr. Right:
1. Introduce yourself. A proper introduction includes your name, where you are from, and how ready you are for marriage.
2. Be honest. It is possible and acceptable to be in love with a man before spending 5 minutes with him. Also, being in love does not require that he know anything about you.
3. Be confident. Find 24 other women to compete with for his affections. He probably won't succumb to anyone else's charms (but if he does, you have every right to be surprised).
4. Set realistic expectations for romance. It is entirely plausible that a first date will include a blimp ride at sunset.
5. Reveal something emotionally charged and deeply personal on your first date. Or during your first conversation.
6. Over-exaggerate all positive qualities he has.
7. If he has a child, explain how much your experience with your nephew has prepared you for motherhood.
8. Preface your (creepiest) statements with the phrase, "I'm not a stalker." You will put him at ease.
9. Tell him you have a secret talent called 'being a good kisser.' Should work like a charm.
10. Cleavage is your friend. And his.
My source? The best in educational programming since Sesame Street.
Ok, ok. So the real lesson? Sometimes the things of lowest quality are the most addictive. True of drugs and television.
1. Introduce yourself. A proper introduction includes your name, where you are from, and how ready you are for marriage.
2. Be honest. It is possible and acceptable to be in love with a man before spending 5 minutes with him. Also, being in love does not require that he know anything about you.
3. Be confident. Find 24 other women to compete with for his affections. He probably won't succumb to anyone else's charms (but if he does, you have every right to be surprised).
4. Set realistic expectations for romance. It is entirely plausible that a first date will include a blimp ride at sunset.
5. Reveal something emotionally charged and deeply personal on your first date. Or during your first conversation.
6. Over-exaggerate all positive qualities he has.
7. If he has a child, explain how much your experience with your nephew has prepared you for motherhood.
8. Preface your (creepiest) statements with the phrase, "I'm not a stalker." You will put him at ease.
9. Tell him you have a secret talent called 'being a good kisser.' Should work like a charm.
10. Cleavage is your friend. And his.
My source? The best in educational programming since Sesame Street.
Ok, ok. So the real lesson? Sometimes the things of lowest quality are the most addictive. True of drugs and television.
11 January 2009
Catching up on the Weekend
This weekend passed in a blur. The things I have learned are decidedly brief, but they are new to me just the same. I only have a picture for one of the past three days, which has me thinking I may reconsider the element of photography in this blog. I am thinking about just going with a picture a day whether or not it relates to what I learned (essentially stealing my friend Allison's idea, which was stolen from her friend, which may have been stolen as well. I don't think it's particularly original at this point, but a fun idea anyway). I also may approach the photography piece in a separate place, too. I'm not sure yet. Just know I'm toying with the idea in my mind. I've been good at taking my camera with me and taking pictures on a daily basis, but the issue is that the pictures don't always relate to what I have learned. Hopefully I'll work out the kinks in that soon, but for now, here are the last 3 days' updates:
Friday, Jan 9:
I learned a new word (well, an old word I did not yet know).
Foundling: An abandoned infant of unknown parentage
This word is from Middle English. I learned it from reading a novel set in Regency England. I have a little thing for historical fiction, but that's a blog for another day.
Saturday, Jan 10:
I learned about two musicians I hadn't heard before. I went to a Marc Broussard concert (if you haven't heard him, I highly recommend listening. He's one of my favorites).
He played a lot of his older stuff, which was a treat for me, because I've been a fan for about 5 years now. Like most artists, his older, indie stuff was raw and awesome. The more exposure he's gotten, the more pop has worked its way into his music. But his voice is always amazing, so I think even his newer stuff is good, it's just not my preference. Anyway, Marc (yeah, we're on a first-name basis) had two openers and they were both pretty good. First up was Josh Hoge. I liked him best of the two openers. He has a pop-ish sound but he has good lyrics and a strong voice. Second was Jessie Baylin. She has a very simple voice, but it's clear and pretty and her songs were good.
I love live music. I also love the company of good friends, and thanks to my friends Sheonaid and Elisa, I had both!
Sunday, January 11:
I learned about a story that Nathaniel Hawthorne wrote. It's called The Great Stone Face. Today my pastor made a reference to it in church. Since The Scarlet Letter is one of my favorite classics, I was interested in reading another of Hawthorne's stories. I found it here and read it. It's a short story about humility and wisdom. It illustrates the truth that we become what we behold. That was the point of the sermon in church today and therefore why this story was mentioned. I'd encourage you to read it. Like so many older works, the language is beautiful, but it's also just a good reminder of a simple truth.
Friday, Jan 9:
I learned a new word (well, an old word I did not yet know).
Foundling: An abandoned infant of unknown parentage
This word is from Middle English. I learned it from reading a novel set in Regency England. I have a little thing for historical fiction, but that's a blog for another day.
Saturday, Jan 10:
I learned about two musicians I hadn't heard before. I went to a Marc Broussard concert (if you haven't heard him, I highly recommend listening. He's one of my favorites).
He played a lot of his older stuff, which was a treat for me, because I've been a fan for about 5 years now. Like most artists, his older, indie stuff was raw and awesome. The more exposure he's gotten, the more pop has worked its way into his music. But his voice is always amazing, so I think even his newer stuff is good, it's just not my preference. Anyway, Marc (yeah, we're on a first-name basis) had two openers and they were both pretty good. First up was Josh Hoge. I liked him best of the two openers. He has a pop-ish sound but he has good lyrics and a strong voice. Second was Jessie Baylin. She has a very simple voice, but it's clear and pretty and her songs were good.I love live music. I also love the company of good friends, and thanks to my friends Sheonaid and Elisa, I had both!
Sunday, January 11:
I learned about a story that Nathaniel Hawthorne wrote. It's called The Great Stone Face. Today my pastor made a reference to it in church. Since The Scarlet Letter is one of my favorite classics, I was interested in reading another of Hawthorne's stories. I found it here and read it. It's a short story about humility and wisdom. It illustrates the truth that we become what we behold. That was the point of the sermon in church today and therefore why this story was mentioned. I'd encourage you to read it. Like so many older works, the language is beautiful, but it's also just a good reminder of a simple truth.
09 January 2009
First Late Entry
I told you so. I knew trying to post every day would be hard for me. Also, the picture thing is not easy. Most of the time I learn something at work and it's a little tough in the middle of an investigative interview to ask to take a picture. So this post will be naked, and hopefully I can do some pictures for upcoming lessons. Here are the things I learned over the past couple of days:
Wednesday, Jan 7:
I learned the joy of having wonderful friends. This is probably more of a re-learn, but if you'll remember my rules for this project, I can learn anything I want. And Wednesday I was smacked in the face with this truth: God has surrounded me with wonderful, genuine friends. I had to give a presentation at work on Wednesday morning and I had been nervous about it for two weeks. A number of my friends knew about it and took the time on Tuesday evening and Wednesday morning to check in with me, offer me an encouraging word, or pray for me. It's really humbling to know that people are behind me and supportive of me. And Wednesday when I went in to give my presentation, I was cool as a cucumber! I know the prayers and well-wishes from my friends and family were instrumental in that. I couldn't have done it without them.
Thursday, Jan 8:
I learned what a Medical Hold is. Let's say you call 911 and they come to your house. They check you out and you feel fine and decide that you don't want to go to the hospital. You can refuse transport to the ER. The responders cannot kidnap you, so they have to listen to your wishes. In order to release themselves and the hospital from liability, the responders call in a refusal to the hospital, which basically means they call the ER doctor and explain what is happening. They give details on the your condition and explain that the you have refused transport to the hospital. The ER doctor then has to clear it- meaning they have to say they will support the decision for the paramedics to leave. Then you have to sign paperwork saying you refused transport and you release all medical personnel from liability in the event something else happens. BUT, if the doctor doesn't feel comfortable with the decision, they can issue an M-1 Medical Hold. That essentially authorizes the EMTs to kidnap you from your house and take you to the hospital for medical care.
Clearly, you can see why I don't have a picture for this. It's a hypothetical situation (which, according to 30 Rock, is like lying to your brain).
Today is not nearly over. I will post later with today's lesson.
Wednesday, Jan 7:
I learned the joy of having wonderful friends. This is probably more of a re-learn, but if you'll remember my rules for this project, I can learn anything I want. And Wednesday I was smacked in the face with this truth: God has surrounded me with wonderful, genuine friends. I had to give a presentation at work on Wednesday morning and I had been nervous about it for two weeks. A number of my friends knew about it and took the time on Tuesday evening and Wednesday morning to check in with me, offer me an encouraging word, or pray for me. It's really humbling to know that people are behind me and supportive of me. And Wednesday when I went in to give my presentation, I was cool as a cucumber! I know the prayers and well-wishes from my friends and family were instrumental in that. I couldn't have done it without them.
Thursday, Jan 8:
I learned what a Medical Hold is. Let's say you call 911 and they come to your house. They check you out and you feel fine and decide that you don't want to go to the hospital. You can refuse transport to the ER. The responders cannot kidnap you, so they have to listen to your wishes. In order to release themselves and the hospital from liability, the responders call in a refusal to the hospital, which basically means they call the ER doctor and explain what is happening. They give details on the your condition and explain that the you have refused transport to the hospital. The ER doctor then has to clear it- meaning they have to say they will support the decision for the paramedics to leave. Then you have to sign paperwork saying you refused transport and you release all medical personnel from liability in the event something else happens. BUT, if the doctor doesn't feel comfortable with the decision, they can issue an M-1 Medical Hold. That essentially authorizes the EMTs to kidnap you from your house and take you to the hospital for medical care.
Clearly, you can see why I don't have a picture for this. It's a hypothetical situation (which, according to 30 Rock, is like lying to your brain).
Today is not nearly over. I will post later with today's lesson.
06 January 2009
I Escaped a Rite of Passage
So, Here's something true and baffling:
I have never in my life created a PowerPoint presentation. Not once. How did this travesty happen? How did I get through all of high school in suburban America without creating a PowerPoint on the Industrial Revolution? How did I squeak through a liberal-arts degree without giving a presentation on religion in Western Civilization? How did I ever survive without Clip Art stick figures pointing to bullet statements? How can I feel right with the world when I've never made a dream-sequence transition to go along with a cartoon sound effect?
And the truth is, it has haunted me. I always thought it was right around the corner, in my next class, or as the next assignment. But the anticipation kept building, and my time never came. Eventually, I gave up hope. And then I began to resent PowerPoint and all its experienced users. Whenever I received a forwarded email with a .ppt extension, I would mutter in disgust, all the while secretly envious that here was yet another person who had done what I could not.
Until now.
Because tonight, I learned how to use PowerPoint. Nay, I taught myself how to use PowerPoint! So watch out. I'm going to be unstoppable now.
Next up, I'll finally watch Star Wars.
I have never in my life created a PowerPoint presentation. Not once. How did this travesty happen? How did I get through all of high school in suburban America without creating a PowerPoint on the Industrial Revolution? How did I squeak through a liberal-arts degree without giving a presentation on religion in Western Civilization? How did I ever survive without Clip Art stick figures pointing to bullet statements? How can I feel right with the world when I've never made a dream-sequence transition to go along with a cartoon sound effect?
And the truth is, it has haunted me. I always thought it was right around the corner, in my next class, or as the next assignment. But the anticipation kept building, and my time never came. Eventually, I gave up hope. And then I began to resent PowerPoint and all its experienced users. Whenever I received a forwarded email with a .ppt extension, I would mutter in disgust, all the while secretly envious that here was yet another person who had done what I could not.
Until now.Because tonight, I learned how to use PowerPoint. Nay, I taught myself how to use PowerPoint! So watch out. I'm going to be unstoppable now.
Next up, I'll finally watch Star Wars.
05 January 2009
Nail Beds
Today's gem came from a medical report I read at work. The report referenced the color of the patient's nail beds. So I looked it up, and I learned that there are a lot of things the color and condition of your fingernails can tell you. Pink nails are good. Yellow, not so much- that could be a sign of lung problems. Blue, definitely bad. That can be a sign of respiratory problems. White nail beds could indicate liver problems or anemia.
There's more, but I'll let you learn some on your own if you're still curious.
My nails? They're pinkish. And cozy around my favorite coffee cup.
There's more, but I'll let you learn some on your own if you're still curious.
My nails? They're pinkish. And cozy around my favorite coffee cup.
04 January 2009
Three Guys Brewing
So, it's past my bedtime and I'm just now getting around to posting. For some reason, I was having a hard time thinking of something I had learned today. Just when I thought my day was winding down and I still hadn't learned something new, I talked to my friend Jared. Jared is something of a beer connoisseur. He's also an engineer. He likes to know how things work, and he's a hands-on kind of guy. So Jared has taken up homebrewing. He and two friends have created Three Guys Brewing. They made their first beer a few weeks ago. Tonight they began brew # 2.
So I asked him about beer. I learned that the most important part of home brewing is sterilization. He said if things aren't sterile, it affects fermentation and it results in bad beer. I also learned that most beers will take about 4 weeks to ferment. At first, I asked how long it takes to brew. But he said the word brew refers only to the mixing of ingredients, which happens within a few hours. The rest of the 4 weeks is spent waiting for the beer to ferment.
So in four weeks, brew #2 will be done. It's untitled so far, but it's a Porter. I have nothing nice to say about porters, except maybe that they aren't IPAs, so that's something. But the guys are true beer enthusiasts, and I'm sure they're excited to see how this one turns out.
There are a lot of other things to learn about the beer-making process, but I'm going to learn more about it firsthand, next time they start a new beer. And then I'll have some good pictures to go with it. As for tonight, finding a picture was tough. I wasn't at Jared's house while they brewed and I don't have any bottles of his first batch. So instead, the picture below is an example of what can happen when beer brewing goes wrong. Remember, sterilization is key. You'd never want to end up with this:
***Editor's note: the above pictured 'beer' was left in our fridge at a BYOB housewarming party we had in November. I promise you Elisa and I will not be drinking them anytime soon. Or anytime ever.
So I asked him about beer. I learned that the most important part of home brewing is sterilization. He said if things aren't sterile, it affects fermentation and it results in bad beer. I also learned that most beers will take about 4 weeks to ferment. At first, I asked how long it takes to brew. But he said the word brew refers only to the mixing of ingredients, which happens within a few hours. The rest of the 4 weeks is spent waiting for the beer to ferment.
So in four weeks, brew #2 will be done. It's untitled so far, but it's a Porter. I have nothing nice to say about porters, except maybe that they aren't IPAs, so that's something. But the guys are true beer enthusiasts, and I'm sure they're excited to see how this one turns out.
There are a lot of other things to learn about the beer-making process, but I'm going to learn more about it firsthand, next time they start a new beer. And then I'll have some good pictures to go with it. As for tonight, finding a picture was tough. I wasn't at Jared's house while they brewed and I don't have any bottles of his first batch. So instead, the picture below is an example of what can happen when beer brewing goes wrong. Remember, sterilization is key. You'd never want to end up with this:
***Editor's note: the above pictured 'beer' was left in our fridge at a BYOB housewarming party we had in November. I promise you Elisa and I will not be drinking them anytime soon. Or anytime ever.
03 January 2009
Where Work
Several of my friends are in an improv comedy troupe. I usually watch all of their shows, which makes me somewhat of a groupie, but that's a different story.
Over the past year of watching their performances, talking with them about their craft, and even seeing them practice (one member is my roommate), I've learned a lot about the art of improv. I can honestly say there is much more to it than the average observer thinks. Tonight, I went to one of their shows. After the show we all went out to grab some food and Suzanne taught me a new improv term. It's called 'where work.' It refers to the practice of using your actions to illustrate the space and objects in the scene you are acting out. At first, I made the leap to say that where work is like miming, but my roommate Elisa explained that it's more than basic miming, because it involves using your actions to show objects AND the entire space around you. For example, if the scene is about cooking, where work would include the player (actor) using their actions to show the objects they use (the oven, a plate, etc) AND the space they are using (the kitchen). So you might see the actor walking around the imagined kitchen and demonstrating through their actions that the oven is not in the same place as the kitchen sink, and the plates are in a cabinet above their head.
Unfortunately, I didn't take pictures of tonight's improv show, so I made Elisa so a little home-based improv for my picture. Our friend Abbie was visiting, do she joined in the fun. Can you tell what they are doing?
Over the past year of watching their performances, talking with them about their craft, and even seeing them practice (one member is my roommate), I've learned a lot about the art of improv. I can honestly say there is much more to it than the average observer thinks. Tonight, I went to one of their shows. After the show we all went out to grab some food and Suzanne taught me a new improv term. It's called 'where work.' It refers to the practice of using your actions to illustrate the space and objects in the scene you are acting out. At first, I made the leap to say that where work is like miming, but my roommate Elisa explained that it's more than basic miming, because it involves using your actions to show objects AND the entire space around you. For example, if the scene is about cooking, where work would include the player (actor) using their actions to show the objects they use (the oven, a plate, etc) AND the space they are using (the kitchen). So you might see the actor walking around the imagined kitchen and demonstrating through their actions that the oven is not in the same place as the kitchen sink, and the plates are in a cabinet above their head.
Unfortunately, I didn't take pictures of tonight's improv show, so I made Elisa so a little home-based improv for my picture. Our friend Abbie was visiting, do she joined in the fun. Can you tell what they are doing?
02 January 2009
Terroir
No, it's not a typo. It's foreign.
Today my friend Chris (a self-proclaimed oenophile) told me a little bit about wine. He mentioned the concept of terroir, which is a French term referring to the effects of geography and geology on wine production. He said that the French divide vineyards into sections and assign numbers to them. Then they put the numbers on the labels of the resulting bottles of wine in order to indicate quality as a measure of the land used for the grapes. His comments made me curious, so I read more about terroir here and here. I learned that climate, soil, and specific location of a particular vineyard (or even a particular row or vine within a vineyard) have influence on the way the grapes (and therefore, the resulting wine) taste. It seems to make sense, so I was also interested to learn that the concept is a little controversial. I'm certainly not well-versed in the world of wine, so I can't speak to that debate, but I do know all this talk about wine makes me want to go to a vineyard.
Or at least pour myself a glass.
Oh, and the picture is of the only French wine I have at my house right now. I haven't ever tried it, and I have no idea what kind of terroir it has.
Today my friend Chris (a self-proclaimed oenophile) told me a little bit about wine. He mentioned the concept of terroir, which is a French term referring to the effects of geography and geology on wine production. He said that the French divide vineyards into sections and assign numbers to them. Then they put the numbers on the labels of the resulting bottles of wine in order to indicate quality as a measure of the land used for the grapes. His comments made me curious, so I read more about terroir here and here. I learned that climate, soil, and specific location of a particular vineyard (or even a particular row or vine within a vineyard) have influence on the way the grapes (and therefore, the resulting wine) taste. It seems to make sense, so I was also interested to learn that the concept is a little controversial. I'm certainly not well-versed in the world of wine, so I can't speak to that debate, but I do know all this talk about wine makes me want to go to a vineyard.Or at least pour myself a glass.
Oh, and the picture is of the only French wine I have at my house right now. I haven't ever tried it, and I have no idea what kind of terroir it has.
01 January 2009
Something New
Hello friends,
In my last post I referenced a new blog project I had in the works. Now that 2009 has officially begun, I'm unveiling it! I've been inspired by my friend Allison and numerous others who have undertaken efforts to see the world differently throughout a new year. Allison did a picture-a-day project in 2008. She wanted to practice seeing beauty everyday, and she captured it through her love of photography. I also followed a blog two girls did together in 2008. They both took pictures weekly that had some sort of word in it and every week they posted their pictures side by side. It was interesting to see what they came up with, because they did not talk to each other about their photographs before posting.
I loved the creativity of these ideas, so I decided to take on something similar with my blog for 2009. This year I want to be more intent on having a learner's heart. I'm already somewhat of a nerd; that's no secret. So this project is going to capitalize on that. I'm merging three things I love: learning, writing, and photography. I'm basing this project on the idea that we learn something new every day. As it turns out, a blog like this is not an original idea. I've found others doing the same thing. I guess Ecclesiastes is right- there is nothing new under the sun. But I digress. Here are the details (such as they are at this point):
-I will learn something new every day in 2009 and write about it here.
-I have no requirements concerning how academic or trivial my new knowledge should be. I can learn from books, friends, mistakes, or any other source.
-I will attempt to update the blog daily, but I know myself well enough to know it may be difficult to do so. Therefore, I'm committing to updating at LEAST weekly with what I have learned each day.
-I will try to take a pictures somehow relating to what I have learned. This may prove to be a challenge, depending on the nature of what I have learned. The goal is to have a picture for every new thing I learn, but there may be times this is not possible. This part of my blog will be a bit of a work in progress as I discover how best to combine the two.
And those are the rules. Pretty simple. I think I'm really going to enjoy this project, and I hope anyone reading it will enjoy it, too.
So, you're probably wondering what I learned today, right?
Nothing earth-shattering, but it is useful.
I learned a new way to prepare chicken. I learned this from Elisa, my roommate. She uses olive oil and seasons the meat with sage, rosemary, and thyme. Seriously (I'm not sure why she doesn't put parsley on it). Then she bakes it in the oven. It comes out very tender and it's a nice flavor. The chicken works well with rice, on salads, with pasta, or however you want. And Elisa uses spices from Vitamin Cottage, so they come in little bags. I don't know why, but there's something I love about that.
So there you have it. I'm 1 for 1. I'd love your feedback if you have it. But more than that, I hope you have a 2009 full of learning, too.
In my last post I referenced a new blog project I had in the works. Now that 2009 has officially begun, I'm unveiling it! I've been inspired by my friend Allison and numerous others who have undertaken efforts to see the world differently throughout a new year. Allison did a picture-a-day project in 2008. She wanted to practice seeing beauty everyday, and she captured it through her love of photography. I also followed a blog two girls did together in 2008. They both took pictures weekly that had some sort of word in it and every week they posted their pictures side by side. It was interesting to see what they came up with, because they did not talk to each other about their photographs before posting.
I loved the creativity of these ideas, so I decided to take on something similar with my blog for 2009. This year I want to be more intent on having a learner's heart. I'm already somewhat of a nerd; that's no secret. So this project is going to capitalize on that. I'm merging three things I love: learning, writing, and photography. I'm basing this project on the idea that we learn something new every day. As it turns out, a blog like this is not an original idea. I've found others doing the same thing. I guess Ecclesiastes is right- there is nothing new under the sun. But I digress. Here are the details (such as they are at this point):
-I will learn something new every day in 2009 and write about it here.
-I have no requirements concerning how academic or trivial my new knowledge should be. I can learn from books, friends, mistakes, or any other source.
-I will attempt to update the blog daily, but I know myself well enough to know it may be difficult to do so. Therefore, I'm committing to updating at LEAST weekly with what I have learned each day.
-I will try to take a pictures somehow relating to what I have learned. This may prove to be a challenge, depending on the nature of what I have learned. The goal is to have a picture for every new thing I learn, but there may be times this is not possible. This part of my blog will be a bit of a work in progress as I discover how best to combine the two.
And those are the rules. Pretty simple. I think I'm really going to enjoy this project, and I hope anyone reading it will enjoy it, too.
So, you're probably wondering what I learned today, right?Nothing earth-shattering, but it is useful.
I learned a new way to prepare chicken. I learned this from Elisa, my roommate. She uses olive oil and seasons the meat with sage, rosemary, and thyme. Seriously (I'm not sure why she doesn't put parsley on it). Then she bakes it in the oven. It comes out very tender and it's a nice flavor. The chicken works well with rice, on salads, with pasta, or however you want. And Elisa uses spices from Vitamin Cottage, so they come in little bags. I don't know why, but there's something I love about that.
So there you have it. I'm 1 for 1. I'd love your feedback if you have it. But more than that, I hope you have a 2009 full of learning, too.
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