And those who can't dance...
Staying in Neverland
George Bernard Shaw once said, "Youth is wasted on the young." Something tells me GBS never met this guy...
(Doesn't he look like he could be a lifegaurd on Baywatch?)
A little more pomp, a little less circumstance
A conversation in the life of a college graduate:
Friend (10:42:23 AM): when are you moving home?
Yours Truly (10:42:32 AM): no se
Yours Truly (10:42:40 AM): im gonna be home this weekend for sure
Friend (10:45:29 AM): and then what
Yours Truly (10:45:42 AM): then...
Yours Truly (10:45:48 AM): well then, the world is mine to conquer
Friend (10:46:19 AM): and conquer it you will
And as for college: Veni Vidi Vici
Losing my train of th...
2 papers due on Monday...one that's supposed to be 1500 words and another that's supposed to be 1000 words. The fact that there's a word count instead of a page range actually annoys me more than the fact that the papers are for the same class, but anyways...
As usual, I've retreated to the Mac side of the Angell Hall computer lab to try and get my papers done. And as usual, I am doing anything but. I've been here 45 minutes and this is where I stand at the moment:
Number of people's blogs checked: 7
Number of times checked the ESPN NBA scoreboard: 5
Number of times logged into Facebook: 0
Number of familiar faces: 2
Number of Google searches: 1
Number of online conversations: 2
Number of times spun around in chair: 2
Number of minutes people-watching: 23
All things considered, the chances of me getting a paper done before the weekend are looking pretty slim. BUT there's always the dream of getting a paper done before the weekend, and isn't that what it's all about? In the meantime, I will incessantly check my blog, eagerly awaiting your comments and more ways to procrastinate. Much thanks :-)
A taste of bitter herbs
Passover is slowly approaching. This means a number of things: matzah, time with the family, Shmooze's Erasing Stereotypes competition, the celebration of freedom and the coming of spring. More than any of that, Passover means The Ten Commandments on ABC. Every year I anticipate watching Charlton Heston part the Red Sea and every year it's as wonderful as I expect it to be.
So why is this year different from all other years? ABC is not airing my beloved Ten Commandments; instead, they're showing a twenty-first century version of the classic. I know what you're thinking: REMAKE?! I know because I thought the same thing. I'll tell you one thing, this ABC special will not be so special to me.
No Yul Brynner and most certainly no 1950s cheesy special effects this year, all adding up to a Passover less traditional than ever before. For now, I will hope that next year ABC doesn't make the same mistake twice and brings back The Ten Commandments that I know and love. So let it be written, so let it be done.
If you have some time to kill...
Something worth checking out. I laughed, I cried...well, really, just laughed, but you get the picture. Pretty interesting, but I warn you, the girl at the end gets really annoying.
Batter up, batter up
My roommate Sarah was just baking some brownies. She poured the batter into the pan and stuck it in the oven while the bowl, left with remnants of brownie batter, sat on the table. This was the moment I had been waiting for: I picked up the bowl, told Sarah, "I'll help you clean this" (you know, because I'm that kind of friend) and I licked that bowl clean.
Baking always begs the question (did I just use that phrase properly?): What makes batter so good? So good in fact that some choose to eat whole bowls of batter instead of baking them (yikes!) Though this is a very radical approach, it does illustrate how much people love batter. So tasty. So creamy. And oh, so forbidden.
Sometimes when my older sister bakes she doesn't let me lick the bowl. That's right- DOESN'T LET ME LICK THE BOWL! She's quite the fascist you know. She tells me how dangerous salmonella poisoning is...salmonella poisoning?! How can it be so wrong if it feels so right? To be quite honest, I've never heard of anyone getting salmonella poisoining from eating a little batter. And until you convince me otherwise, I will continue licking bowls, serving kitchens and you nationwide.