4/30/10
Essential reading
Julie sent me a story on gawker about a cat in Idaho that tried to kill its owner. The comments section has a link to this site -- essential reading for cat owners. Don't forget to take the quiz at the end.
4/21/10
You Be Google, Part sumpin
How do you make:
1) a group on facebook?
2) a fanpage on facebook?
3) a heart on facebook?
4) a peacesign on facebook?
5) out?
6) french toast?
7) yourself throw up?
These stem completions made me a little sad. (and not b/c I was looking for 'blackened chicken') Look at those first four... what a nation of losers we are. First off: get off facebook and this blog and go make out with somebody! Second, I'm guessing the instructions for how to do the first two are on facebook, so maybe you should start there and not google them.
The make out website is pretty good, leaving aside the whole controversy about whether one should consult instructions about sensual experiences (e.g. instructions on how to taste a strawberry.) In any case, it's pretty funny and I suppose if I were 13 -- the age of the rest of the 'blogging at noon' universe -- informative. Though I will call the author out on the 'controversy' of whether or not to close your eyes. C'mon now...if leaving your eyes open is 'totally creepy,' is this really a controversy?
I have to read about blackened chicken now.
1) a group on facebook?
2) a fanpage on facebook?
3) a heart on facebook?
4) a peacesign on facebook?
5) out?
6) french toast?
7) yourself throw up?
These stem completions made me a little sad. (and not b/c I was looking for 'blackened chicken') Look at those first four... what a nation of losers we are. First off: get off facebook and this blog and go make out with somebody! Second, I'm guessing the instructions for how to do the first two are on facebook, so maybe you should start there and not google them.
The make out website is pretty good, leaving aside the whole controversy about whether one should consult instructions about sensual experiences (e.g. instructions on how to taste a strawberry.) In any case, it's pretty funny and I suppose if I were 13 -- the age of the rest of the 'blogging at noon' universe -- informative. Though I will call the author out on the 'controversy' of whether or not to close your eyes. C'mon now...if leaving your eyes open is 'totally creepy,' is this really a controversy?
I have to read about blackened chicken now.
4/14/10
Ben-less Bliss
4/4/10
Easter Crab Legs
Look at how the fog rolled in while we were basking in the sun at the West Haven beach.

In unrelated news:
I almost decapitated myself trying to fix the garage door. Julie's last words before the near death experience, "I don't think you should be doing this." I know what you're thinking: her lack of confidence ruined my concentration and almost killed me.
Orioles: 80 wins this year for a solid 4th Place AL East finish. Phils: World Champs (this cannot be a jinx b/c (a) they're not my favorite team and (b) I am not an expert)

In unrelated news:
I almost decapitated myself trying to fix the garage door. Julie's last words before the near death experience, "I don't think you should be doing this." I know what you're thinking: her lack of confidence ruined my concentration and almost killed me.
Orioles: 80 wins this year for a solid 4th Place AL East finish. Phils: World Champs (this cannot be a jinx b/c (a) they're not my favorite team and (b) I am not an expert)
4/1/10
April Fools' Day gift
Sometimes you have to make a big effort to get your jollies 4/1 but other times they just fall in your lap as it were. The setting certainly had promise -- 'Sexual harrassment workshop' (really? just too wordy to call it 'sexual harrassment *prevention* workshop?') on April 1 -- but in a group of supervisors at an institution of higher learning the odds still seemed slim. But the odds hadn't met 'The Huggie Guy.'
A talkative fellow, The Huggie Guy was determined to work his wealth of life experience into the mostly didactic presentation on what supervisors need to do if sexual harrassment gets reported to them. He apparently knew the workshop facilitator (a woman) and said -- "See, I like what you did (Betty); you know I'm a Huggie Guy but when I came in here looking for a hug b/c that's how I am, I'm a Huggie Guy, you firmly extended your hand for a shake. I got the message though ... it worked. I knew what the boundaries were. But I'm still gonna get my hug before I leave!" {semi-muffled laughter erupts from the audience}
He wasn't through. A little while later, he was talking about having to sometimes compromise what you feel is right as a supervisor. He supervised at the DMV prior to his move to the university (nice promotion!). It was well known that one employee at a testing station "liked to adjust himself a lot. That's pretty normal though. He probably did it a little more than normal. But, you know, you ladies adjust yourselves too ... with the bras all the time [demonstrates adjusting bra straps] ... in any case, a lady worker didn't like all the adjusting and she said something." WELL... did he reform? inquiring minds wanted to know. "He adjusted himself less but *still* got fired," at which point the Huggy Guy pensively shook his head.
A woman at his table informed the group that she "swims with men with the speedos and whatnot. When they have to adjust themselves they just turn their back to me." Now that's what I call sexual harrassment prevention.
A talkative fellow, The Huggie Guy was determined to work his wealth of life experience into the mostly didactic presentation on what supervisors need to do if sexual harrassment gets reported to them. He apparently knew the workshop facilitator (a woman) and said -- "See, I like what you did (Betty); you know I'm a Huggie Guy but when I came in here looking for a hug b/c that's how I am, I'm a Huggie Guy, you firmly extended your hand for a shake. I got the message though ... it worked. I knew what the boundaries were. But I'm still gonna get my hug before I leave!" {semi-muffled laughter erupts from the audience}
He wasn't through. A little while later, he was talking about having to sometimes compromise what you feel is right as a supervisor. He supervised at the DMV prior to his move to the university (nice promotion!). It was well known that one employee at a testing station "liked to adjust himself a lot. That's pretty normal though. He probably did it a little more than normal. But, you know, you ladies adjust yourselves too ... with the bras all the time [demonstrates adjusting bra straps] ... in any case, a lady worker didn't like all the adjusting and she said something." WELL... did he reform? inquiring minds wanted to know. "He adjusted himself less but *still* got fired," at which point the Huggy Guy pensively shook his head.
A woman at his table informed the group that she "swims with men with the speedos and whatnot. When they have to adjust themselves they just turn their back to me." Now that's what I call sexual harrassment prevention.
3/29/10
Annals of Neuroscience
Today, for the second time in the past 2 weeks, I walked away from my car in the parking garage without my umbrella even though it was pouring rain outside. Why? It's not raining in the parking garage my mind told me.
We were out at dinner Saturday night with French people. They were talking about their trip to Long Island and we were asking about flora and fauna. They said they saw some dolphins in the water. Trying to make conversation while seeming culturally inquisitive, I thought 'I'll ask them 'how do you say 'dolphin' in French?' But before I could ask, the woman said they also saw a seal. So my brain quickly switched to 'how do you say 'seal' in French?' The answer turned out to be what sounded like 'fuk' (I have since learned that it is spelled 'phoque' but still sounds like 'fuk'). I'm pretty sure I had heard that at some point in my life, what with my connoiseurship of stupid shit that makes me giggle. But the question is -- when she mentioned dolphins, was my brain already reaching for that far away memory of 'phoque' which her mention of seals then propelled to the cortex??
We were out at dinner Saturday night with French people. They were talking about their trip to Long Island and we were asking about flora and fauna. They said they saw some dolphins in the water. Trying to make conversation while seeming culturally inquisitive, I thought 'I'll ask them 'how do you say 'dolphin' in French?' But before I could ask, the woman said they also saw a seal. So my brain quickly switched to 'how do you say 'seal' in French?' The answer turned out to be what sounded like 'fuk' (I have since learned that it is spelled 'phoque' but still sounds like 'fuk'). I'm pretty sure I had heard that at some point in my life, what with my connoiseurship of stupid shit that makes me giggle. But the question is -- when she mentioned dolphins, was my brain already reaching for that far away memory of 'phoque' which her mention of seals then propelled to the cortex??
3/21/10
Cornell
As I lay on the living room floor Friday racked with waves of nausea and abdominal cramping (stomach flu + another busted bracket) watching Cornell dismantle Temple, it was clear this team had serious talent. Can they beat Kentucky? If they can play KU to the wire in Lawrence, they can definitely beat Kentucky in upstate NY. And if they beat the best team left in the tourney, what's next? [editor's note: Cornell's last loss was 2/12...to, at the time, 3-15 Penn]
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