Friday, April 30, 2010

Spring Break 2010!



I have a confession to make: last week I un-ironically used the word, “yippee”. I’m so ashamed.
It wasn’t because our CSA box has begun bringing the first of its summer strawberries (though yippee to that), instead I’d been blindsided by an old acquaintance from college. This is the type of girl who seems to have exclamation points following her every sentences, wears more pink than a six year old and the only word you can honestly think to describe her would be “sunshine”.

This girl is incredibly sweet, but so full of excitement about all things in life I feel like I need a nap after talking to her. And so I used “yippee” to throw excitement into our conversation when really what I was feeling was far from yippee-esque. This past week has changed all that. I have had the week off from work and spent it road tripping around the Olympic Penninsula; seeing the sights in Forks, the Hoh rainforest, Port Angeles and Port Townsend. It’s been a much needed break when I didn’t even realize I was craving one. My week of freedom continues and after drinks and bingo tonight, I’ll be on my way to Spokane for a sweet little 12k and some quality time with old Spokane friends. Yippee to that!


photo via fffound

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Gah

The last few days have been rough; my computer has been on the fritz and I've discovered a reliance on it I never knew I had.
It all started a few nights ago when in the middle of this, computer demons shut down my internet and held it hostage. They claimed unless I bought their virus protection, ranging in price from expensive to very expensive, I would never see my newest blog obsession again. Needless to say I was distraught.

After racking my brain for a solution besides Best Buy, who last time I entered their doors with a computer problem suggested I "just buy a new one", I made my way to the local University to see if I could wrangle help out of a bored, easily flirted with 19 year old computer science student.





Determined not to lie if asked outright, I was in the clear up until almost the very end when the faculty manager asked me to enter my university ID number to log onto the internet. Positive I was sunk I began to imagaine myself being, if not physically escorted, shamed out of the building. In an effort to distract him I turned bright red and stuttering out stories to prove how terrible my memory is; at one point I even restarted the computer in hopes of buying myself more time. Smooth criminal, I am not.
In the end my endeavor worked. However by the time my three hours(!!) of watching a computer run diagnostic tests was over I had convinced myself I had a massive crush on all three of the oh so helpful computer boys and felt I desperately a drink from the stress. Such is the price I pay for free computer help...

Saturday, April 10, 2010

I heart books


If you’d asked me in elementary school what my favorite subject was my answer would have been S.S.R (that’s silent sustained reading for those of you who didn’t grow up in my time or area) and today my answer would still be the same. I’m a pretty big book nerd in general. I have dreams of someday working in book publishing, like to spend my free time cruising through bookstores and often pepper my speech with phrases like, “that’s like in this one book I’m reading…” So imagine my excitement with this week, and with Seattle in general, as it gives me the chance for two (TWO!) dorky book events. The first was a grown up round of S.S.R at the Sorrento Hotel bar in Capital Hill and the next is today at the Edible Book Festival. Sorrentino offered me the chance to drink wine and read in an organized, silent environment and today lets me eat cake representing book titles. I think I might be in heaven...


image from allposters

Monday, April 5, 2010

A 21 cupcake salute…

Did you know April 4th is the day:

• The U.S flag was designed? (1818)
• Blues singer Muddy Waters was born? (1915)
• Author Maya Angelou was born? (1928)
• NATO was created? (1949)
• Martin Luther King Jr. was killed? (1968)

It’s also the day my favorite older brother was born! (okay so he’s my only brother, older or otherwise). In celebration of the day I made these Guinness cupcakes topped with Bailey’s frosting. The frosting was a little too sweet for my liking, but I’ve taken to eating the left over cupcakes plain and they’re pretty incredible without anything on top.



Contrary to this post title Phil’s a few years past his 21 run, which is weird since I still remember well his sixteenth birthday. I’m not sure what his twenty seventh year holds for him but I found some pretty great examples (minus Jimi’s) of what others have done while twenty seven:
• Charles Schulz first debuted Peanuts.
• Marilyn Monroe married Joe DiMaggio
• Jack London wrote The Call of the Wild
• Jimi Hendrix died from an overdose
• Che Guevara met Fidel Castro
• George Washington married Martha

Happy Birthday!

p.s- I know this is a day late, I’ve been feeling a bit under the weather and wasn’t up to posting yesterday. sorry.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Reason 456 Why I Love Seattle



Time
: last night, around 11:00 p.m.
Scene: A Citizen Cope concert at The Showbox at the Market.

Girl 1 stands next to girl 2 and waves her hands in the air like she just doesn’t care. Boy 1 (actually only boy in story) turns and begins mocking the dance moves of girl 1.

Girl 1
and girl 2 begin loudly expressing their dismay at boy’s mocking imitation.

Girl 2: oh you have some GREAT moves!

Girl 1 (yells): She was being facetious; do you know what that means?

Boy 1 mocks girl 1 longer then whips around: Oh no the hot girls (points with exaggeration at the girls 1 and 2) don’t like me! Ha! The hot girls: I was being facetious!!

Girl 1 in aside to girl 2: well at least in that context he did use facetious correctly…

Dammit Seattle you’ve ruined me! My book nerd/ word obsessed little heart will never be happy anywhere else now I know there’s a city where people use SAT words to drunkenly insult each other. Buy me a working umbrella, it looks like I'm here for the long haul.