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Save a tree and your sanity.

Tired of receiving 14 credit card offers in the mail every day? Opt out for 5 years by going here I've done this before and I the only negative is that it seems that as soon as I check my credit score the offers start coming again. It may be coincidence or the fact that I keep changing my address. Either way, you may need to do it again at some point in the future.

A New Goal

I used to want to grow up to be Dame Judy Densch. Now I also aspire to be Julie Walters . A scene from Mamma Mia (go see it! Hilarious and cheesy! Perfect for a summer evening.) below.

Does this mean I have to give him an allowance?

Whilst Friendster Guy and I were checking out at the grocery store: Checkout lady: "Is this your son?" Uh. No. In fairness (?), she was trying to figure out if FG needed to be carded for buying beer. Apparently, she needs glasses. Or I need some surgery. Needless to say it provided us with hours of comedic material. And she did apologize profusely.

God speed, Tony Snow

Earlier today I was listening to an NPR story on Tony Snow, the former press secretary who just died of colon cancer. Turns out, that in addition to having a job that would be my own personal version of hell, he was a jazz flutist. After hearing a few clips, I've decided that the soundtrack in said personal hell would feature the jazz flute in heavy rotation. To each their own. [This clip from Anchorman makes the genre almost tolerable. Almost.]

White Folk 101

When I went away to college the first few days were filled with freshman orientation. This was mostly a whole bunch of 18 year olds hanging out together, meeting their faculty advisers, and getting, well, oriented. One of the things the university planned for us was entertainment of the ice breaking kind. Now, I had come from what would be called an inner city school to this university in the middle of Amish country. My high school had double the population and 8.3 million times the diversity. My high school class was 30% Caucasian, 30% African American, 30% Hispanic and 10% other. My university had about 3 black kids and a couple of international students. Other than that, it was white, white, white. White. Until this orientation get-to-know-you-thingy, I hadn't realized that despite being heavily Caucasian myself, I hadn't really grown up within "white culture." One of the activities was a sing along (I know, totally fun thing to do with a bunch of strangers you ju

Life's a Beach

While I was on vacation last week my brain wandered, as it tends to do anyway but really does while relaxing on vacation, and I kept having thoughts. The kind of thoughts that lead to really random blog posts as well as really long to do lists. Because I was on vacation with little else to do but eat and read (awesome!) I started writing these thoughts down (dangerous). As I now scan this list of non sequitors I see that I decided that it would be a good idea to talk to my boss about speaking at a personal training conference. (What?) I also wrote down things like "mosaic the book shelf in the kitchen " and "do an oral history of my friends who escaped Iran during the revolution." Am I kidding me? Luckily, there was one thing I wrote down that does not involve me starting a 6 to 24 month to lifetime project and that was my list titled, "How to make real life more like a vacation." Now this, this I can get behind. The other things are just a teensy bit on

Caveat Emptor

I am aware of advertising. Mostly. I am aware of advertisings ability to make me want things. Things, that until I saw the advertising, I didn't even know existed. I am aware that advertising makes a person's head do crazy things. It can make me want to drive 75 miles to the nearest Target or TGIFriday's. It's good to be reminded of this and to talk myself out of purchases. My latest advertisement induced craving is for this fancy pomegranate raspberry juice (that I am having a Dicken's of a time finding on the internet and therefore can't show you). I don't even buy juice. For one, I'm too cheap ($4 plus per container) and for another, I don't like to drink my calories. Just eat a piece of fruit and have a glass of water. However, I have recently found myself scanning the shelves of my Cooperative grocery store for this product. When I found it was not carried (it's a small store and you'd be hard pressed to find many items readily available