Oh The Things I've Seen!

In Union Square: A rotund, bald white man, about 6' 3", wearing dress pants, shirt and a tie making out with a petite, stick thin Latina girl (she looked 16) with hair down to her butt wearing short shorts and Chucks.

On East 23rd St., Brooklyn: a brother and sister, both younger than 6 or 7, completely riveted by a rainbow created by the sunbeams through the sprinkler on their front lawn.

On the Uptown 2 train: a middle-aged black man with a outdated haircut and beige suit trying to discreetly soothe a huge hard-on while reading the sports pages of the Times.

On the corner of Ave. I and Bedford, Brooklyn: a woman getting out of her car blaming the biker for the accident that just knocked him off his bike.

In my house: a man who looks like a younger version of TM....actually, it's TM older brother. He and his wife are visiting for Memorial Day weekend.

Actually, I heard this one: On the phone: a spacious, one-bedroom apartment in a safe neighborhood very close to Duke University for $450 a month! This is where my sister will be living next month. I've lived in the Northeast too long.

Another I Wish...

The WNYC Spring Pledge Drive ended last week. As usual, it was a pain in the ass. Yes, I said it! I can't stand the pledge drive...the same people say the same catch phrases and use the same techniques to guilt, cajole, bribe, and flatter you to give them money.

I gave them $100 back in October. I did it because 1) it's a TEENY price to pay for the insane amount of time I listen to that station and 2) I wanted the cool messenger bag. I realized this time around that my attitude toward the drive was more hostile because I had already given them money. Don't get me wrong...it's always a pain in the ass, but usually I feel guilty about thinking it's so. This time, I was just annoyed.

So I wish that they could do something where if you give the station money, you can register your radios so that you can avoid the rest of the pledge drive. All those 90% of public radio listeners who use it but don't pay for it will have to suffer through the pledge drive, but the 10% who do contribute get to avoid the pleas altogether. If they could perfect that technology, I bet you a BUNCH more people would pledge. Because I KNOW lots of people think the drives are a pain in the ass...not just me.

The Good Ole U S of A...

...is a place I have barely seen! I knew My States Visited would be bleak, but dayum!...as Quel says.

Well, this summer TM and I are driving cross-country from Colorado to New York. I told him that we have to stop and visit someplace interesting in every state we drive through, so I can say I visited the state. He's done this before and thinks it's boring, but I don't care...we're doing it anyway. Then I'll redo this map and it will be redder than ever! Mwah ha ha ha ha!


create your own visited states map or check out these Google Hacks.

Did I mention that I have bronchitis and that I was prescribed liquid Vicodin to subdue my cough to heal my throat? Did I also mention that I took my cough syrup before writing this post? That might explain some of the loopiness.

I'm Here...Just Overwhelmed

I got back from Jamaica on Monday night. It was a great time. I thought I would have to do "wedding work" for the entire time, but except for the first day and the wedding day, I vacationed along with everyone else. I got a great tan, ate some good seafood, hung out by the pool, laid on the beach, laughed a lot, partied even more. TM got burnt, but that was his own fault...thinking he could handle the Caribbean sun when he clearly couldn't. I think it was an excuse for me to rub his back with aloe oil twice a day.

Anyway, as soon as I got back to the city, LIFE hit me with full force. I have two months people! Two months and nothing is done...at least I feel like nothing is done. In addition, the idea of having Ella stay with her grandparents for the summer isn't going to work out, so I have to go pick her up early.

I just have to remind myself of the following:

1. Work becomes a great deal less stressful after next week.

2. I'm not alone. I have a true partner in TM.

3. I'm doing all of this to go to Harvard...some perspective, L. Britt!