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!
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08 April 2009
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.
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??
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