mating call
Jordan demonstrated his version of a mating call while playing Catchphrase.
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Aug 30th 2004I Laughed When
Archive for August, 2004
chubby hubby
Whatever happened to Ben and Jerry’s Chubby Hubby ice cream? It was my favorite flavor!
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Aug 30th 2004I Peeved When
Lorendo in a loincloth
I have been feeling rather lackluster and uninspired in my entries as of late.
My internship looks like it will be fantastic, with much, much to learn.
A sweltering heat wave rolled in on Friday for the weekend- the only one we’ve experienced this summer. I came home to find sweaty Steve in agony on the couch. Not only was he hot, but his back was attempting to secede from the rest of his body and refused to support him without immense pain. So it was decided I would head down to Massachusetts for the family reunion/Grandfather’s 80th birthday celebration alone. After I fortified sweaty Steve with ibuprofen, Tylenol, heat wraps and Hungry Man meals, I hit the road. Once I was on I93, the traffic picked up but wasn’t too bad. In the opposite lane, the highway was bumper to bumper for miles as the cars poured out of Boston.
I had a great visit with Jordan and Jocelyn and with the rest of the family at my aunt and uncle’s home. The weather was perfect for swimming and hanging out by the pool. After delicious food and cake, old videos from the ’80s and early ’90s were pulled out for general hilarity and to remind me of how awkward and inexcusable my ’80s puff bangs really were. Also, as a kid I was not the brightest of the bunch because I really thought I was fooling everyone when I demonstrated a magic trick and hid marbles in my underpants. We also watched the tape where my brothers and myself drew eyes and noses on our chins, covered our heads with hats, and hung upside down from the couch and lip-synced to “I heard it through the grapevine” as sung by the California Raisins. We really had a lot of time on our hands in those years before video games and computers…
I drove back home after lunch on Sunday after a stop at Kohl’s and a visit with a friend who just moved to southeast Vermont (Hi Maureen!). Just as I got back on the road, the rolling clouds became incredibly dark and long brilliant streaks of lightning spanned sky and ground along the horizon. The skies finally broke open and the rain pummeled the windshield. The heat was washed away and the landscape was bright green and clear again.
My grandfather, who looks much younger than his 80 years, is also much more technologically adept than most his age. He uses computers and received a digital camera for his birthday. However he drew the line when he opened the Kohl’s brochure and was taken aback by the models wearing men’s fashionable underwear. “I could never wear these…these loincloths”, he said, shaking his head.
I hereby designate “loincloth” as my favorite word of the week and will insert the word “loincloth” into every entry this week.
Time for some coffee and breakfast.
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Aug 30th 2004Uncategorized
krusty
Krusty: She’s one smart kid. She saw right through my “I got your nose” with my thumb trick.
Homer: My uncle still has my nose.
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Aug 26th 2004I Laughed When
Political compass
According to this I am on the same section of the grid as Gandhi, Nelson Mandela, the Dalai Lama and definitely no US president in recent memory, if ever.
Economic Left/Right: -6.88
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -4.10
Aug 26th 2004Uncategorized
The beginning
You know you’ve had a long day when you come home, go upstairs to shower and have a moment of self-induced confusion when you’re not sure as to whether you’ve just completed washing and rinsing your hair or if you still need to begin that particular task. Just a moment though, before you remember that no, you have not yet washed your hair.
Now I have a type of wired tiredness that will keep me up a while yet. The type of tiredness where images of the day suddenly pop into my mind with startling clarity and randomness, as if a waking dream.
Today I was up for work at 3:50 am, then straight to the day-long internship orientation, then to a thought provoking meeting and then from there to a shift at a residential home until 11pm.
I feel like something that the cat dragged home, ate up, and started horking repeatedly so that there is time to grab the cat and run to the nearest non-carpeted flooring, at which point the aforementioned that I feel like is regurgitated upon the floor.
But it was a damn good day.
Aug 23rd 2004Uncategorized
team hug
Does the volleyball team have to hug after every single point?
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Aug 20th 2004I Peeved When
The Waiting
Today, the day we left, was a hazy August day. The haze even reached us up at the lake, blurring the mountain and treeline into the sky. After five days of swimming, fishing, tennis, reading, coffee and talks on the porch, Olympics on the tv, uproarious Catchphrase, s’mores, and the rest of the Cabin experience, we left feeling thoroughly relaxed. I believe that in day to day living a part of us is tense all the time and we are so used to it we don’t notice anymore, until we get away.
The best part is laughing hysterically with your family and the other best part is swimming in crystal clear water with goggles on.
Rooming with Bernie the bat? Not so much, even though he was kinda cute.
Steve caught a 18.5″ inch bass. He was one happy camper.
Moments at the Cabin always feel like the bated breath, the last of the summer held over a precipice, before the Fall. I have spent at least a few days at the Cabin every summer since I was six years old. Nowadays, during my time there I have flashes of memory and sensation of anticipation that I would feel in summers past as I simultaneously held off and hoped for the new school year. At the lake, an autumn chill is entering the air before any where else and a handful of leaves, here and there, are beginning to turn red. This time in particular, because this memory is combined with reality, the waiting is especially felt and the anticipation paradoxically more muted (out of nerves?) because so much is new and unknown about this coming year.
It starts on Monday.
Aug 18th 2004Uncategorized