"Are you twins?"
My sister and I get asked these two questions on pretty much a weekly basis. We always reply with "Yeah." and then "No. We get that a lot, though." It gets a little old because, yes, I suppose we do look kind of alike, but not nearly enough to be constantly mistaken for twins. Well, we were talking about all this with Annemarie and Carlos tonight and they said we should just start saying "No." As in "Nope. We're not related. We've never even met before." and see what people say.
I've decided we should take this one step further. I am going to buy a large medallion and split it in two. I will take one half and htd will take the other and we will carry them with us wherever we go. Then, the next time someone asks the inevitable question, we will play it off like we've never met. I will look over at htd, rapturous hope dawning on my face. I will pull my medallion half out of my pocket and ask with tremulous voice "...s-sister? Is...is it...you?" She will slowly draw her own medallion half out of her pocket and we will fit them together. When the two halves meet, a golden light will shine down from above, an otherworldly chorus will sound and we will fall, sobbing, into each others embrace as the original asker of the question looks on in wonder and/or annoyance.
End scene.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
El Tigre
You were a good cat.
My dad just sent me a message saying our family's cat had to be put down today. Poor little guy. He'd been our cat for 16 years, ever since we found him up in a tree one day after coming home from elementary school. He lived on our screened in porch and had his very own kitty door so he could come and go as he pleased. He couldn't meow properly - he made this raspy, airy noise when he wanted your attention. He ruled the neighborhood cats.
My parents live on a little lake, and each summer Tiger would get sand burrs caught in his long gray hair. So we started getting him sheared each summer. He would be free of the matted sand burrs and his coat would grow back, long and fluffy, by the time winter rolled around. We called it our "Yearly Cat-Shearing," only half-joking that it made us sound preeeetty redneck. "You might be a redneck if you shave your cat every 4th of July." We did.
Whenever I visit home, I always go sit on the end of the dock and just look at the lake for awhile. Tiger would always saunter down from the porch and sit by me for a bit. I'm going to miss that.
My dad just sent me a message saying our family's cat had to be put down today. Poor little guy. He'd been our cat for 16 years, ever since we found him up in a tree one day after coming home from elementary school. He lived on our screened in porch and had his very own kitty door so he could come and go as he pleased. He couldn't meow properly - he made this raspy, airy noise when he wanted your attention. He ruled the neighborhood cats.
My parents live on a little lake, and each summer Tiger would get sand burrs caught in his long gray hair. So we started getting him sheared each summer. He would be free of the matted sand burrs and his coat would grow back, long and fluffy, by the time winter rolled around. We called it our "Yearly Cat-Shearing," only half-joking that it made us sound preeeetty redneck. "You might be a redneck if you shave your cat every 4th of July." We did.
Whenever I visit home, I always go sit on the end of the dock and just look at the lake for awhile. Tiger would always saunter down from the porch and sit by me for a bit. I'm going to miss that.
Friday, December 07, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Seven Weird Things
Blogging subject courtesy: Jerilyno
So apparently I am supposed to tell you guys seven weird things about myself. Brace yourselves.
1. Food Disassembler Extraordinaire. This one is pretty self-explanatory. I take my food apart. I've done it since I was old enough to eat solid, take-apartable food. It's not even a conscious thing, really. If it has layers of any sort, they are taken apart and eaten separately. Except for sandwiches. I eat those like a normal person. Prime disassembling foods: 3 Musketeers bars (chocolate, then nougat). Lucky Charms (crunchy bits, then marshmallows). Vegetable Medley (one type of vegetable in its entirety before moving on to the next).
2. Matchy Matchy. Books within a series really need to match. No mixing paperbacks and hardcovers. No mixing old and new editions. Just nice, orderly sets of books.
3. ABC:DVD. I alphabetize my DVD collection. I also separate them by genre. Nothing crazy or anything. It goes: TV collections (in alphabetical order except for Friends, which is first (duh)), music DVDs, funky movie box sets, then the rest of the DVDs. See. Perfectly logical.
4. Naked Wrists. I have freakishly long arms. I don't own a shirt with sleeves that are the proper length. Annoying, yes (although the rise in popularity of 3/4 sleeve shirts has eased my laments a bit), but handy at times. Case in point: my gorilla arms allow me to reach most hard-to-reach things.
5. Frodo vs. Freud. I needed to take one psychology class to complete my Honor's Program requirements in undergrad. As my luck would have it, by the time I was able to register, the one and only honor's psychology class with any openings was Psychology: Study of The Lord of the Rings. I had never read the book. I had never taken a psychology class. Spring semester 2002 found me in a classroom with 7 Tolkien Fiends/Psychology Pfanatics debating and discussing the correlation between Jungian theory and Sam and Frodo's journey. Don't get me wrong - it's a great book. But, you know, sheesh.
6. Your Other Left. I know my left from my right. Just...sometimes I have to think about it. Shhhhut. It.
7. Baby Kangaroo Tribbiani. When I get flustered or nervous or angry, all the normal words fall out of my brain. I end up using big, SAT-ish words that I would never normally use in everyday speech. Words like accoutrements. It falls out of my mouth and in my head I'm all, "You giant nerd! Why didn't you just say 'stuff!'"
The end.
It's not really, but I'm afraid I may have scared you all away. Please tell me some of your weird quirks so I don't feel all alone. My eternal gratitude. (I must be nervous - why didn't I just say "thanks?") ;)
So apparently I am supposed to tell you guys seven weird things about myself. Brace yourselves.
1. Food Disassembler Extraordinaire. This one is pretty self-explanatory. I take my food apart. I've done it since I was old enough to eat solid, take-apartable food. It's not even a conscious thing, really. If it has layers of any sort, they are taken apart and eaten separately. Except for sandwiches. I eat those like a normal person. Prime disassembling foods: 3 Musketeers bars (chocolate, then nougat). Lucky Charms (crunchy bits, then marshmallows). Vegetable Medley (one type of vegetable in its entirety before moving on to the next).
2. Matchy Matchy. Books within a series really need to match. No mixing paperbacks and hardcovers. No mixing old and new editions. Just nice, orderly sets of books.
3. ABC:DVD. I alphabetize my DVD collection. I also separate them by genre. Nothing crazy or anything. It goes: TV collections (in alphabetical order except for Friends, which is first (duh)), music DVDs, funky movie box sets, then the rest of the DVDs. See. Perfectly logical.
4. Naked Wrists. I have freakishly long arms. I don't own a shirt with sleeves that are the proper length. Annoying, yes (although the rise in popularity of 3/4 sleeve shirts has eased my laments a bit), but handy at times. Case in point: my gorilla arms allow me to reach most hard-to-reach things.
5. Frodo vs. Freud. I needed to take one psychology class to complete my Honor's Program requirements in undergrad. As my luck would have it, by the time I was able to register, the one and only honor's psychology class with any openings was Psychology: Study of The Lord of the Rings. I had never read the book. I had never taken a psychology class. Spring semester 2002 found me in a classroom with 7 Tolkien Fiends/Psychology Pfanatics debating and discussing the correlation between Jungian theory and Sam and Frodo's journey. Don't get me wrong - it's a great book. But, you know, sheesh.
6. Your Other Left. I know my left from my right. Just...sometimes I have to think about it. Shhhhut. It.
7. Baby Kangaroo Tribbiani. When I get flustered or nervous or angry, all the normal words fall out of my brain. I end up using big, SAT-ish words that I would never normally use in everyday speech. Words like accoutrements. It falls out of my mouth and in my head I'm all, "You giant nerd! Why didn't you just say 'stuff!'"
The end.
It's not really, but I'm afraid I may have scared you all away. Please tell me some of your weird quirks so I don't feel all alone. My eternal gratitude. (I must be nervous - why didn't I just say "thanks?") ;)
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Reader Poll
Yep, that means you.
My cousin Cassie always comes up with these great random questions to spark interesting conversations. I am somewhat smalltalk-challenged (especially when conversing with people who are also not so much with the chit chat), so these come in handy during conversational lulls. Plus, you get to find out obscure things about your friends (if they play along). And also, it's just fun.
So, dear readers, today's question is:
These Hands - Jewel
Hey Ya - Outkast
Jack and Diane - John Mellencamp
Summer of '69 - Bryan Adams
Picture - Kid Rock and Sheryl Crow
My picks (off the top of my head):
Far Behind - Social Distortion
Who Will Save Your Soul - Jewel
Amazed - Lonestar
Baby Got Back - Sir Mix-a-Lot
Happy Birthday To You - Mildred and Patty Hill
Which songs would YOU get rid of?
My cousin Cassie always comes up with these great random questions to spark interesting conversations. I am somewhat smalltalk-challenged (especially when conversing with people who are also not so much with the chit chat), so these come in handy during conversational lulls. Plus, you get to find out obscure things about your friends (if they play along). And also, it's just fun.
So, dear readers, today's question is:
If you could permanently remove five songs (no more, no less) from existence, which ones would you banish forever?Cassie's picks:
These Hands - Jewel
Hey Ya - Outkast
Jack and Diane - John Mellencamp
Summer of '69 - Bryan Adams
Picture - Kid Rock and Sheryl Crow
My picks (off the top of my head):
Far Behind - Social Distortion
Who Will Save Your Soul - Jewel
Amazed - Lonestar
Baby Got Back - Sir Mix-a-Lot
Happy Birthday To You - Mildred and Patty Hill
Which songs would YOU get rid of?
Thursday, November 08, 2007
"Woulda Been Better On A Boat..."
Bea's my favorite.
SO! The long-awaited Chicago saga! You are giddy with glee! You weep tears of joy as your dreams come to fruition! You dance a spontaneous soft shoe as elation pours through you! You...you don't? Oh. Alright. Just reading is ok, too.
I went to Chicago a coupla weeks ago for Sean and Keffy's wedding extravaganza. It was an action-packed week, to say the least. I got in on Tuesday morning and settled in at our home for the next few days: The La Grange Motel. Hoo boy. It was...adequate. I was neither mugged nor beaten while staying there and the price was right, so I guess no complaints. (ok, one complaint: I couldn't get the little slatted window in our bathroom to close and it was actually IN the shower...so I could see the goings on in the parking lot below whilST lathering my hair. Kind of unnerving). Bea and Andrew and Brad and Erin all showed up that evening and the week o' activity began. We did oh so many things. Some highlights follow in what I shall heretofore refer to as...
WEDDING WORDS!
City - Pat, Andrew, Brad, Erin and I spent about two days exploring downtown Chicago. We rode the Ferris Wheel at Navy Pier. We ate pizza at Unos. We went to the top of the Sears Tower. We ate pricey food at Harry Caray's. We visited the House of Blues. We walked...a lot. It was pretty much awesome.
Second City - Bea and I wandered down to The Second City on Thursday afternoon. It's in a really cool neighborhood - lots of little local shops and cool buildings and whatnot. Great place to wander on a beautiful fall day. Anyway, we went to Second City to check out the place and maybe get tickets to a show. Done and done. We saw all kinds of great photos of troupe members who went on to be pretty dang famous. And we booked tickets for Saturday night. At 11pm. The show was hilarious...and lasted until 2am. Downtown Chicago is pretty interesting at 2am. Good times!
Ed's - After our first trip to the Second City, I introduced Bea to Ed Debevic's. I went there once with my college roommate - it's a fun place. The waitstaff is all sarcastic and they dance on the tables and stuff. Our waitress' name was Babycakes and she was just about as sarcastic as they come. On our check she wrote "Thanks - now get out!" I was waiting for Bea to actually call her Babycakes...cause, you know, it would have been funny to hear him say it...but he never did it. Ah well. Can't get everything you want.
Zoo - The wedding was on Friday evening. Friday morning dawned cold and windy, so instead of going downtown for pictures (where it would have been even colder and windier) we went to the Brookfield Zoo. Yup. All 17 of us piled into the stretch Escalade and rolled on over to the zoo for a couple hours of pictures.
Best People - We finally got Sean and Kathy married off [cue simultaneous sigh of relief for me and the Bea]. We were Best Man and Maid of Honor and I'd say we definitely put in our hours over the months leading up to the wedding. The ceremony and reception were really great. They sort of sprang our Best People toasts on us, though. We walked into the reception,
sat down at the table, and ten seconds later the DJ says "and now we will hear a few words from the best man..." Yikes! I was not-so-secretly glad that Bea had to go first. At least I had a couple minutes to collect my thoughts. I think it went fine - I honestly can't remember what I said. Hm. And I caught the bouquet. FANtastic. It was me and about a dozen 14 year old girls who I had about a foot and a hundred pounds on. Nope, not embarrassing at all.
I'm sure I'm leaving a ton out, but I think this is long enough as is. It was a great wedding and I'm so happy for Sean and Kathy. I remember a couple years ago, back in Augusta, when Kathy and I would be driving away from church and she'd be going on and on about how cute this Sean-guy was and how she wanted to get to know him better etc. etc. etc. etc. ... etc. etc. etc. (Keffy's a bit of a talker...) Mission accomplished, I'd say. :-)
SO! The long-awaited Chicago saga! You are giddy with glee! You weep tears of joy as your dreams come to fruition! You dance a spontaneous soft shoe as elation pours through you! You...you don't? Oh. Alright. Just reading is ok, too.
I went to Chicago a coupla weeks ago for Sean and Keffy's wedding extravaganza. It was an action-packed week, to say the least. I got in on Tuesday morning and settled in at our home for the next few days: The La Grange Motel. Hoo boy. It was...adequate. I was neither mugged nor beaten while staying there and the price was right, so I guess no complaints. (ok, one complaint: I couldn't get the little slatted window in our bathroom to close and it was actually IN the shower...so I could see the goings on in the parking lot below whilST lathering my hair. Kind of unnerving). Bea and Andrew and Brad and Erin all showed up that evening and the week o' activity began. We did oh so many things. Some highlights follow in what I shall heretofore refer to as...
WEDDING WORDS!
City - Pat, Andrew, Brad, Erin and I spent about two days exploring downtown Chicago. We rode the Ferris Wheel at Navy Pier. We ate pizza at Unos. We went to the top of the Sears Tower. We ate pricey food at Harry Caray's. We visited the House of Blues. We walked...a lot. It was pretty much awesome.Second City - Bea and I wandered down to The Second City on Thursday afternoon. It's in a really cool neighborhood - lots of little local shops and cool buildings and whatnot. Great place to wander on a beautiful fall day. Anyway, we went to Second City to check out the place and maybe get tickets to a show. Done and done. We saw all kinds of great photos of troupe members who went on to be pretty dang famous. And we booked tickets for Saturday night. At 11pm. The show was hilarious...and lasted until 2am. Downtown Chicago is pretty interesting at 2am. Good times!
Ed's - After our first trip to the Second City, I introduced Bea to Ed Debevic's. I went there once with my college roommate - it's a fun place. The waitstaff is all sarcastic and they dance on the tables and stuff. Our waitress' name was Babycakes and she was just about as sarcastic as they come. On our check she wrote "Thanks - now get out!" I was waiting for Bea to actually call her Babycakes...cause, you know, it would have been funny to hear him say it...but he never did it. Ah well. Can't get everything you want.
Zoo - The wedding was on Friday evening. Friday morning dawned cold and windy, so instead of going downtown for pictures (where it would have been even colder and windier) we went to the Brookfield Zoo. Yup. All 17 of us piled into the stretch Escalade and rolled on over to the zoo for a couple hours of pictures.Best People - We finally got Sean and Kathy married off [cue simultaneous sigh of relief for me and the Bea]. We were Best Man and Maid of Honor and I'd say we definitely put in our hours over the months leading up to the wedding. The ceremony and reception were really great. They sort of sprang our Best People toasts on us, though. We walked into the reception,
sat down at the table, and ten seconds later the DJ says "and now we will hear a few words from the best man..." Yikes! I was not-so-secretly glad that Bea had to go first. At least I had a couple minutes to collect my thoughts. I think it went fine - I honestly can't remember what I said. Hm. And I caught the bouquet. FANtastic. It was me and about a dozen 14 year old girls who I had about a foot and a hundred pounds on. Nope, not embarrassing at all. I'm sure I'm leaving a ton out, but I think this is long enough as is. It was a great wedding and I'm so happy for Sean and Kathy. I remember a couple years ago, back in Augusta, when Kathy and I would be driving away from church and she'd be going on and on about how cute this Sean-guy was and how she wanted to get to know him better etc. etc. etc. etc. ... etc. etc. etc. (Keffy's a bit of a talker...) Mission accomplished, I'd say. :-)
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Ate A Slice Of Wonderbread
and went right back to bed.
Ah, Regina Spektor. I went to her concert tonight and it was incredible. She has such a unique and eclectic sound. There is such an ease to her performance - like she's sitting in her living room just trying out some things and having fun and singing and playing her heart out on her piano and you and 1300 other people just happen to be sitting there listening. It was great.
Also great: her opening act. I love it when you can enjoy the opening act just as much as the person you actually came to see. Like when David Bazan opened for Ben Gibbard (I went to see both of them, though). Or the Shaky Hands opened for The Shins. This time around it was Only Son: a guy, his guitar, and an iPod. Seriously. He played a couple songs with just his guitar and then said "I'm not gonna lie, I don't have a band so I'm just going to play along with my iPod." He hit play and the accompaniment came pouring out. Fun stuff.
I've been listening to a few different things lately. The new Iron & Wine album is just amazing (Bree, he's going to be in your area (I think) in December - you should go!). I'm loving me some Joe Purdy right now. Also, the new Eisley album and a little Willie Wisely. Yep.
I saw the movie Bella on Saturday and loved it. You should go see it if it's in a theater near you.
More soon on my wanderings of the past month. I was in San Diego and Chicago and Flagstaff and did all kinds of stuff. I'll tell you about it soon.
How are you guys?
Ah, Regina Spektor. I went to her concert tonight and it was incredible. She has such a unique and eclectic sound. There is such an ease to her performance - like she's sitting in her living room just trying out some things and having fun and singing and playing her heart out on her piano and you and 1300 other people just happen to be sitting there listening. It was great.
Also great: her opening act. I love it when you can enjoy the opening act just as much as the person you actually came to see. Like when David Bazan opened for Ben Gibbard (I went to see both of them, though). Or the Shaky Hands opened for The Shins. This time around it was Only Son: a guy, his guitar, and an iPod. Seriously. He played a couple songs with just his guitar and then said "I'm not gonna lie, I don't have a band so I'm just going to play along with my iPod." He hit play and the accompaniment came pouring out. Fun stuff.
I've been listening to a few different things lately. The new Iron & Wine album is just amazing (Bree, he's going to be in your area (I think) in December - you should go!). I'm loving me some Joe Purdy right now. Also, the new Eisley album and a little Willie Wisely. Yep.
I saw the movie Bella on Saturday and loved it. You should go see it if it's in a theater near you.
More soon on my wanderings of the past month. I was in San Diego and Chicago and Flagstaff and did all kinds of stuff. I'll tell you about it soon.
How are you guys?
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