When I got up this morning, I opened the blinds and I was greeted with this sight:
I went downstairs, walked up to Colin who was sitting on the couch, and said, "It's snowing!"
"No it's not!" he retorted.
I walked over to the back door and opened the blinds.
"WHAT?" said Colin. "I thought you were sh*tting me!"
Nope.
So it has since then stopped snowing and started dripping off the trees. It is hovering at 34 degrees and the stuff isn't sticking to the pavement, but it's much more snow-like than the stuff that came down on Saturday, melted on impact, and caused me to tweet "It's snowing. Methinks that someone didn't get the memo upstairs. #argh"
In the last 11 days, I've gotten 11 phone calls from K College. Not exactly one per day but that's what it averages out to.
My magic google voice assistant prevents the phone from ringing when they call and then it will tell me I missed a call from them. No voicemail messages are ever left.
I have a lot of thoughts on this. Most of it goes something like this: OK I know you want my money. If it was something else (important) you would leave a message. I have a job but it pays very little. Just leave me alone. Pestering me won't make you turn favorable in my eyes and only reminds me of the burns from K College bureaucracy. I admire persistence and I feel for the student callers doing the legwork, but ...
Why aren't they calling Colin too? What makes a new part time reference librarian more likely to be a potential donation source than a software engineer who has held a job more than the average '07 alum?
I think there should be a ten year embargo on recent graduates. Then the memories have time to take a nostalgic sheen, money and stability have more time to occur, etc. It's not like we're going to just forget a place that sucked us dry for four years. Even though I in no way regret going to K College.
Does this make sense to anyone else? Or am I just bitter and cranky?
http://americanhistory.si.edu/collections/object.cfm?key=35&objkey=2
Anything to get Helen Keller out of the "poor little deaf and blind girl" image gets an A in my book. Also, it's just one of those things I would have never wondered about on my own - other than someone signing the time to her, how would she know? Or better yet, how did she perceive what time was, without auditory or visual clues?
http://reason.com/archives/2011/04/04/sorry-charley
*gasp* Why, that lying ...
Wait, how come this doesn't surprise me? A writer taking out more than a little creative license. Wow. "It’s not like Steinbeck wrote a phony Holocaust memoir that sullies the memories and souls of millions of victims." A great snippet below (try clicking on the "print" button if you find the flashing ads as distracting as I do).
"Maybe Travels With Charley should be shelved with Steinbeck’s novels instead of in the nonfiction section. All nonfiction is part fiction, and vice versa. It’s not like Steinbeck wrote a phony Holocaust memoir that sullies the memories and souls of millions of victims.
"From what I can gather, Steinbeck didn’t fictionalize in the guise of nonfiction because he wanted to mislead readers or grind some political point. He was desperate. He had a book to make up about a failed road trip, and he had taken virtually no notes. ... Then his publisher, The Viking Press, marketed the book as nonfiction, and the gullible reviewers of the day—from The New York Times to The Atlantic—bought every word."
http://whenparentstext.com/post/4161354029
DAD: I am filling out your income tax 1040. Are you still single? Kids?
Ever read whenparentstext.com? I've been trying to pick a particularly funny one to put here. My dad did something very similar on last year's tax forms he mailed me so I thought I'd share that one. I like the site - perhaps a bit too much, since I can't stop giggling which means Colin has to work in the other room.
I apologize if you didn't care for the randomness of this post ... I wanted to blog something and this is what happened. How is everyone else on this rainy Friday?
My hands have been covered in pen marks all day, from various attempts to get my hair into a bun - without bobby pins or elastic bands. And ta da! It is currently securely held together with two pens! This, I can assure you, is indeed an accomplishment. I've been making more buns lately as my hair gets longer and even the ponytail is getting to feel a bit in the way. I've done this with the old "twist up, wrap, and secure with band." This is always a hit-and-miss and can unevenly put all the weight of my hair on a few strands which is not comfortable.
This morning I started out determined to find another solution. Went through many tutorials, with some of them *almost* working (including one with no utensils needed at all!) and others I didn't even try because I started to realize this: My hair is much thicker than the average tutorial guide's. I've never actually measured the circumference of the ponytail but I started to despair. Plus, it has been a freak summer day (got above 80 degrees!) and I was sweating slightly from all the activity.
Later on, I looked up how to make buns for thick hair, abandoning the idea of looking only for buns made without the usual hair accessories. Turns out I'm not alone, which I guess I knew all along but it is still a relief to find strangers bemoaning of the same difficulties. Most suggested that all they could find to work was the same old method I've been using. Or something even more complex and requiring sectioning hair and using bobby pins. And then, I found ...
I tried a few times, watched the video at least 3 or 4 times, and then - it worked. Now, the problem is I don't want to take it out and retry because I'm afraid it won't work again. It's so nice to have it in a good bun! But I will need to go to sleep sometime soon and having pens stuck in my head will impede that, so we shall see how much is plain dumb luck or not next time I try it (tomorrow). But for now - bliss, or something like it.
