Tequila Mockingbird

House warming

2008-11-19T11:57:00.001-05:00

Tweets

2008-11-18T17:04:00.002-05:00

I want to re- embrace my twitter by following more of you who follow me. Lets make it work.

This huge pile of clothes is moving back and forth between my bed and the floor, deal

2008-11-18T13:44:00.003-05:00

Friday I had the most absurd interview in the history of the world. For the sake of keeping this totally out-of-wack institution unnamed I will call it IndividualArt.Com.

And before I get into the guts of what went down I'd like to discuss my sister for a moment. Anne always says that I remind her of Larry David. Usually I'm like, "yeah my life is a sitcom, whatever." But this experience at IndividualArt.com solidifies her observation that I should just quit life and start writing my memoirs now.

Okay, so last week I found Individualart.com's listing on Craigslist.com. They're looking for an intern a few days a week to do basically everything - they're an internet start up. I figured, I've done EVERYTHING, so I can definitely handle "everything." So, I send a resume, they call, we set up an interview. Money.

The day comes. I get up, I make my hair as big as humanly possible, I put on my most respectable yet un-stuffy interview outfit and I hit the train for the city. Now, those of you who don't know me probably aren't aware of that fact that I am anally retentive, freakishly punctual, and basically type-a about everything. Its just part of my charm.

Anyway, with this in mind, I'm set up to be in the city one hour before the interview - just in case I get lost, the train gets derailed, there's a freak snow storm - whatever. I'm ready.

So I get to 5th and 31st about twenty minutes before my interview. The door is locked. Okay, they're not in yet. I'll have a smoke. Oh, I'm out of cigarettes. I'll stand here like an asshole for half an hour leafing through my file-o-fax. awesome.

Now its ten of eleven. I'm getting nervous. I call the office - answering machine. "Hi, this is Allyson, I have an appointment at 11 and I think I'm locked out, can someone please call me back?" etc.

At 11 o'clock some over educated ex hipster with a useless degree (aka me in two years) calls back, "Uhm Allyson, Yeah, I guess I should have told you thats not really where the office is...."
Uh, What? Not REALLY where it is? Well where is it REALLY?! Now I'm running through Manhattan, trying to change into my heels and find where this office REALLY is (hopefully it exist on EARTH) and make in there five minutes ago.

I find the joint. The doorman looks at me knowingly, as if to say, "Late? How could you!?" I get upstairs and the office is set up like a studio with desks everywhere. Everywhere I turn is some kid from Vassar with a degree in French and black horn rimmed glasses. Everyone fell out of an Urban Outfitters catalog and everyone was, of course, snotty and cranky in an indie rock kind of way. I was want to say, "Listen, stain-on-your-100 dollar-sweater-from-american-apparel, back up off me, I'm from south jersey." But I refrained.

They make me wait. Finally, Ms. Couldn't be less interested in you if i HAD to be, begins the interview - which went exactly like this

"So you got a little lost, eh? Guess I should have given you the right directions. So, Religious studies, what's that all about? Oh, you have some development experience, thats nice. Some one will call you on monday."

I made it to Penn Station in time to get on the 11:37 train. I hate my life and needless to say, no one called on monday.

The End Is Near

2008-11-11T13:55:00.002-05:00

So here I am. I've applied to every job in my field and about 209428342 jobs which are totally unrelated to what it is that I do. What do I do? Other than teach every kid in Middlesex County how to swim? I don't even know. I've got a BA in a field that is totally unmarketable. I have skills no one needs and bills I can't pay. So this is looking up for me.

A lighter note, went to see Spamalot with roommate and whatshisname last Friday. It was hilarious and I totally recommend it. In fact, I'm not even really that excited about Broadway - it was whathisname's idea. And it was a good call, for sure. The best part is how bad Clay Aiken is. Was he supposed to put all that weight on? Irregardless, check it if you haven't.

Phinally

2008-11-09T19:48:00.001-05:00

This is what I'm talking about

4 November

2008-11-04T14:25:00.001-05:00

I voted today.

For the last Presidential election I was living pretty far below the Mason Dixon line and was forced to vote via absentee ballot, which we all know is complete bull shit and are never really counted, anyway. College, I thought, was supposed to be a place of higher, liberal education - and I welcomed this coming from an uppity private school. But the 'lon was, of course, not this way at all. Club Med, as I affectionately referred to it for the better part of my stint there, was such that the niece of that unmentionable current President lived in my building. I was a blue dot in a sea of red. And even though I had to sojourn all the way to Mercer County, NJ today (home of more than a few of the redneck variety of Republicans) I felt much more positive about my November 4th then I did four years ago. I'm happy that all this will be over soon, but I am glad to be a part of it right now.

'80 - '08

2008-10-30T11:42:00.001-04:00

WORLD CHAMPIONS !

rejoice, philadelphia. the day has come.

Chris Robinson....

2008-10-22T16:27:00.002-04:00

I am going to see you on Monday and I can't wait.

Boston

2008-10-20T08:39:00.001-04:00

I'm looking for a getaway - middle of November - and I'd like it to be Boston.

Rubin Museum of Art

2008-10-16T22:06:00.002-04:00

Today I had my first (of probably several) interviews at the Rubin in New York in the hopes of landing a internship that I can parlay into a real life grownup job and save myself from the despair that is being a fifth year senior. I have done this to myself. I know. I am tired of working two jobs. My insurance runs out in December, and I'm barely scrapping by as it is - New Jersey is killing me. I am so completely ready to ditch and move to Europe like my sister, too bad she beat me to the punch. At this point I'd just be a poor reproduction of an already genius piece - also known as Anne Longstreet. Must be nice to gallivant around Spain in the middle of October. If I ever have to teach breatstroke again it will be too soon. When did this turn into spontaneous prose?

Disappointment

2008-10-07T11:35:00.002-04:00

The day had come, I thought, to rid of myself of my ever lingering tie to Myspace.com. I have been considering this for years - since the Facebook phenomenon exploded all over my FireFox. Since Rupert Murdoch paid 580 million dollars for Tom's pet project in July - and since Fox News always leaves a sour taste in my mouth, I reckoned that Myspace would survive without me.

Alas, it is not to be. Apparently, Tom owns me. Since creating my account, oh, about seven years ago my email addresses have obviously changed - a lot. Since I am no longer Allypanic@optonline.net Tom says I can not deactivate my account. I am doomed to be on Myspace for the rest of eternity. This is what you get for giving out personal information at the drop of a hat. Networking is not the new black.

What can I do?!

Stolen

2008-10-06T11:18:00.002-04:00

I thieved the following from a blog I follow pretty closely (You'll Grow to Love Me). I think Ms. Jennifer Alaine is sharp, funny, and reminds me a lot of myself when I was her age - especially the studying abroad in an unnecessarily fabulous location - part. Cheers!

In European news, Anne is off to Spain next week to bask in the sunshine of Costa Del Sol while I'm over taking yet another round of midterms, hoping in and out of the pool, and longing for my boss to get the hint - already. sheesh.

Overdue

2008-10-02T13:53:00.002-04:00

Today I went through and deleted all of my "friends" on facebook who are Republicans. CLEARLY we do not have that much in common.

I have a pseudo interview at the Rubin Museum of Art next week. I'm weary since the Guggenheim broke my heart, not once - but twice, this summer. I've got a lot of love to give, Rubin, so don't do me wrong.

Pay It Forward

2008-09-23T11:51:00.004-04:00

Ten things you wish you could say to ten people right now. No names.

1. I hope you don't ever come home. I miss you soooo much, but we both know that being as far away from the 609 is the only way to stay sane. You are so very lucky (and neutral), and I carry your heart in my heart. And stop nagging your husband, he doesn't like vegetables.

2. I'll never be sorry that I told you how I feel. I am, however, pretty upset that you've yet to say anything about it. Whatsoever.

3. I feel like our friendship is falling apart and I have no idea what to do about it - or if I'm ready to do anything at all except make myself scarce.

4. I don't go to therapy because you were a shitty parent - but thats mostly what I talk about when I get there.

5. Walking home barefoot with you was the beginning of a very important friendship. I hope you know how much I love and appreciate you.

6. I can't believe you fired me over the internet, you coward. Grow up.

7. It will never be the same, and it's because you ran your mouth when you should have come to me first.

8. Ugh, just date me, already.

9. You won't remember much about your time abroad. But I hope having curry for lunch sticks with you forever. You're not even old enough to read this - but someday your mom will tell you all about. Hopefully in German.

10. I love everything about you, except that you're so far away. I am so completely proud of you. Someday I'll move to Philly so we can be neighbors - if I ever graduate.

Nine things about yourself:
1. I'm pretty much scared of everything - except confrontation

2. I'd move to Zurich tomorrow if it meant that Anne and I never had to be this far apart again

3. I hate winter sports, but I love sweaters.

4. I'm broke, and forever working two jobs

5. I miss Florence so much it's probably inappropriate

6. My Italian sucks

7. I am so completely ready to graduate

8. I have NO idea what I'm going to do once I do

9. I've got it pretty bad for my boss. Everyone knows, but him.

Eight ways to win your heart:
1. Vote the democratic party line

2. Love the Phillies

3. Realize that being difficult is part of my charm

4. Try your hardest NOT to have a girlfriend on the side (ahem)

5. Don't judge my love for The Hills, Renaissance painters, Mob movies

6. Understand that Godfather 2 is the superior Godfather

7. Deal with my mother's craziness

8. Appreciate that I'm loyal to a fault - act accordingly

Seven things that cross your mind a lot:
1. My job

2. My sister

3. My bank account

4. Running

5. My bullshit 7.5 credits this semester

6. Not graduating on time

7. Florence

Six things you're afraid of:
1. Indian food

2. Ice skating

3. Tying my shoes in public

4.

5.

6.

One confession:
I have no idea what I'm doing and I'm totally okay with it.

The Final Straw

2008-09-22T11:19:00.002-04:00

I have long been an avid disbeliever in Mike Teel. When the rest of New Brunswick was chanting TEEL IS FOR REAL ! I was cautiously watching his completion rate dip below 50%. I've been known to send a angry text message (or ten) when Mr. Teel commits 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 interceptions per game. For a one trick pony, Mike Teel, you should at least be completing passes.

Sure. I've thrown my hands up in disgust. Yes. I have walked away from the TV and thrown things in anger. But, nothing angered me quite like Saturday's display of complete unsportsmanship. Dear Mike, if you're going to throw a temper tantrum on national TV, at least LOOK at the camera when you offer your half assed apology. Despite the fact that you're 0-3 on the season, there is absolutely no reason so behave like a spoiled brat .

For your viewing pleasure.

Oh, and Greg. Should have gone to Michigan when you had the chance.

Genius

2008-09-19T09:42:00.001-04:00

93 Days

2008-09-18T11:15:00.002-04:00

93 Days until my sister comes home. I'm not obsessing - she started counting long before I did, but now that we're all on the same page, Zurich is lovely, but Hamilton is where your heart is <3.

I'm having a pretty hard time with these "pro high fructose corn syrup" commercials.
a. everyone knows that shit is bad for you
b. every time I see one, thats 32 seconds of my life that I'll never get back

I'm at a loss. I'm going for a run.

Fabri Fibra

2008-09-11T17:15:00.000-04:00

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for roommate.

Ready

2008-09-10T09:59:00.004-04:00

I think that my hiatus from life has lasted long enough. Things are looking a little brighter since I started working on my Art History pre-recs for graduate school. That in itself was a battle. Like all good college students, I finished all my major and minor work in four years, but was left with a very exciting algebra class (or two) to push me into the purgatory of fifth year senior.

This is no one's fault but my own, as I put off taking the placement test until.......April. Whatever. I was sure that I couldn't possibly be the only senior at RU to pull this crap. I was wrong. The professor opened the first class by taking a poll of how many of us were freshmen (everyone) and then proceeded to congratulate said freshmen on being in their first college class. Listen up, buddy ( I was want to say) this is my LAST class, so if we could just move on to x's and y's I'd be a lot happier. Thanks.

Upon returning home I hid my head in the sand for about a week, and here we are today. To alleviate some of the feeling that New Brunswick is sucking away my will to live I started taking Art History prerequisites in the hopes that RU will take me back in the coming years to do my master's work. Here you have to have six classes of Art History completed before you can be considered for the program. I feel like I've got just a little bit of direction now, and thats nice.

Work hasn't started yet (not until Saturday) so my afternoons consist of napping and gymming. This may sound all well and good but I think its leading to moping and complaining (more than usual).

I am awaiting the light at the end of New Brunswick.

Embarassing

2008-09-02T13:52:00.001-04:00

I've been avoiding everything, including this blog, because I am totally distraught about being a fifth year senior, I don't want to give swimming lessons for the rest of my life, I want to start on my master's work, I'm annoyed that the idiots upstairs keep parking me in the driveway, and I have NO IDEA what I want to be when I grow up. So, I'm in hiding. Too bad.

inferma!

2008-08-27T04:34:00.002-04:00

I'm sick. In Europe. This actually happens to me more times then not when I travel abroad. I find that I'm particularly sensitive to the bs recycled air Continental Airlines has to offer me. I'm going to be a real grouch if I have to travel for nine hours with a soar throat and the chills. Cute. For the safety of those traveling to Newark, you'd better hope there's no one sitting next to me.

Nature

2008-08-24T15:39:00.003-04:00

Today was a very long day. We took the kids to the top of zurich, via train, and hiking paths. There were some seriously beautiful views

but the kids couldn't take that much nature and everyone ass'ed out as soon as we got home. Nap number two for one Ms. Anne Longstreet.

My dad is coming over to visit them next week (hours after I leave, sadly). Of course he's going to enjoy himself. He's into nature and babies, so we're already two for two over here. He doesn't ever travel and outside of a quickie flight to Bermuda in the spring, his last plane ride was in 1977. So this should be good. I hope that he gets the bug and understands why it is that I'm over here all the time. When ever I'm about to go abroad Dad always jokes, "why don't you stay the hell home where you belong?" After next week, hopefully he'll get it.

Pirates and Books Swaps

2008-08-22T03:28:00.002-04:00

Day three: We've already dressed up like pirates, had pancakes for dinner, went to a swiss (more like british) book swap (too bad for anne, no one brought any hemmingway), and saved the general population from a very scary hedgehog. The world is as it should be.

seriously, who practices their smile?

sean, raiding the fridge.

Flughafen.

2008-08-20T10:53:00.000-04:00

In Zurich. Already had my nap. Bring on the swiss, part three.

Wedding Season

2008-08-11T23:35:00.004-04:00

In a terrible twist of fate, my computer died just before publishing the first, and far better, version of this very blog. In an attempt to save face (and get this done before my handful of advil pm kicks in), I'll be giving you some highlights.

I'm sitting here in bed, listening to Mob Hits, reminiscing over this past weekend. It all began saturday evening. I had a very special date... with Neil Diamond. That's the, Girl, You'll Be a Woman Soon, Kentucky Woman, Forever in Blue Jeans, Sweet Caroline, Neil fuckin' Diamond. And let me just say, our seats were great. Thanks again, Carm. After two hours of hits, glass beaded shirts, and duets (sans Barbara, mind you) I was ready to make a repeat appearance Sunday night. However, it was not to be.

Instead, I was lucky enough to be roommate's date to a very pool deck related wedding. Our boss and his lovely (now) wife threw a stellar party somewhere north of here (Lord knows I didn't drive). The fillet was great and the drinks were free. Everyone looked amazing. I even liked the bridesmaid's dresses, and that never happens. It was tasteful. It was classy. It was great. The following pictures were thieved from a fellow pool kid. I really need a new camera.

A very happy couple

for once, we don't smell like chlorine!!

In other news, Zurich next week. Thank good god.

Huzzah!

2008-08-08T20:02:00.000-04:00

Going back to ZURICH!! woooooooooooooo !

Restless

2008-08-05T20:29:00.002-04:00

Here we are, day two of no lessons. In an act of desperation I've chopped off all my hair (pictures to follow when I get around to it). I'm at a total loss of things to do - do I actually have guilt that I'm not at work? You bet. Thanks, Carm. I'm going to need a hobby, immediately.

Anne took the family to EuroDisney. In an attempt not to self-hate because I am totally missing all the exciting new things the kids are doing - the following are pictures of Cate, Sean and Co. in Paris.

Now what??

2008-08-03T10:16:00.001-04:00

Swimming lessons are over. If I don't smell like chlorine, I just don't know who I am...

It's like crack

2008-07-27T21:31:00.002-04:00

So, I'm in the market for a new tattoo. I think that this will be my last one. I have a feeling that four is a good number to cap it at. My father has already informed me that I "look like a carnival worker," so thats good. Anyway, I want this:

Ideally, I'd like to put it on my inside of my left arm, but I'm sort of chickening out about the location. My others, for the most part, are hidden and I like that - I get them for me, not everyone else. So any suggestions will be dually mulled over.

I Want Your Sex

2008-07-27T09:58:00.003-04:00

Yesterday was one of those days when the stars align, the god's are smiling, and other good things of that nature are happening. It began friday morning when fifth-grade-teacher-chris announced that he would love nothing more than to venture to citizen's bank arena, see the liberty bell, and attempt to get some cheap seats to george michael. A lofty idea, sir. I admire your notion of fair odds.

I proceeded on my hunt for tickets, since Phils - Braves is obviously sold out. I thought I did pretty well - 80 bucks for two on the first level, but behind the foul pole. Whatever. I'll take it. It turns out, that in a cruel twist of fate - stub hub totally eff'd me, only charging me for one! WTF am I going to do with ONE phil's ticket? I bit the bullet and just bought some cheap seats - no matter, we didn't sit in them anyway.

We get down to the city of brotherly love: fifth-grade-teacher-chris gets his historic walking tour of the liberty bell etc., Erin get's a cheesesteak from Steaks on South (not our fav place, but it'll do), I get possibly the best game I've ever seen with a 10-9 win after what was the most brutal inning in the history of baseball. We're happy. We're content. We're trying to see george michael!

It had been previously decided that we'd pay no more than 25 bucks for tickets - we had already resigned to sit in the nose bleeds. We score the cheap seats for 24 dollars, but as luck would have it Mr. Michael neglected to sell out Wachovia, and we were thusly upgraded to section 103, right in the middle of one giant gay pride parade. It was amazing - but I was totally expecting more glitter. He sang the classics, the new stuff, and much to fifth-grade-teacher-chris' despair neither "Wake me up" or " I want your sex" - but let's be real Chris, beggars can't be choosers.

And so now I leave you with Anne Longstreet's favorite George Michael song - his second encore of last night. Cheers!

When would I wear this?

2008-07-25T11:33:00.002-04:00

"Somethings are like great shoes, that don't go with anything you own. " - erin, on the couch, just now.

Another week of swimming lessons over - there's only one more to go for this session. I've gotten attached to some of my kids so it's going to be sad to see them go. Others, I can't wait to get rid of. Such is life. I'm most excited not to smell like chemicals for the entire month of August. woo!

Last weekend Erin and I ventured into the city for one of her closest friends' bachelorette party. as far as nights out in the city go, it was pretty average: expensive drinks, stupid dudes ("hey uhhhhh you ladies see bon jovi today or what?"), expensive cab fair (we walked 20 blocks) etc. On our way home from the festivities Erin and I struggled to find a PATH station that was open after 2am. In our travels we stumbled upon the following moment

and life was, once again, as it should be.

Half way

2008-07-16T19:12:00.002-04:00

It's the half way mark of swimming lessons. I have some gnarly water in my ear, my kids aren't listening to me, I always smell like chemicals and I'm pretty cranky - per the usual. Good news is, someone offered to cover my shift on friday and I'm headed down the shore faster than you can say "not now chief, i'm in the fuckin' zone."

Hot Hot Housewarming

2008-07-12T13:32:00.002-04:00

Last night we had the official hot hot house warming party and pot luck dinner at 20 hale street. It started off with me getting totally ripped off by Joe's Liquors and paying an ARM AND A LEG (285.32) on a keg of miller lite. Seriously, how stupid am I? The good news is that I managed to gather an entourage and intimidate the crap out of "Joe" and get my money back this morning - but never mind all that.

We had a really great smattering of people show up, and they brought very exciting things to eat and drink - including but not limited to a gigantic apple pie which I completely and unabashedly took a fork to and feel no remorse for. Anne Longstreet - eat your heart out.

A note on sprucing up the joint

2008-07-06T21:58:00.002-04:00

Today, per the usual for this weekend, it was icky out. Its your classic, mid summer, jersey haze and humidity that's been loaming over my weekend like a pimple on prom night. So in lieu of going down the shore (the obvious choice) Roommate and I found ourselves running various errands and on the desperate search for a drill. Today we took on the task of making our house a home (sigh). She should have been studying for her music midterm, and Lord knows I should have been napping, but I like to think that the world is a little bit of a better place, now that we have house plants and wall hangings. My work here is done.

our house plant!

Roommate, hanging pictures. Max suggested I get a stud finder - too bad I've been looking for one-a-those forev. ugh.

In other news, spent the day with H yesterday. She's still my idol, so that's nice. I'm tres disappointed that Neil Diamond is cutting into her graduation party - but they ARE two of my fav jews.

She's the funny one.

Finally -
Dear Phillies,
This is your mid season reminder to keep your game faces on - the Mets don't deserve two in a row. thanks.
Love,
AP

Independence Day

2008-07-05T19:54:00.002-04:00

I thought that the best way to chronicle the happenings of Miller's 4th of July get together would be to list the ridiculousness in order of importance

1. Drunk British girl, celebrating colonial independence, in a completely clear bathing suit. She loved it. So did every male in north brunswick.
2. Miller Lite's stellar guido performance and his ability to stay in character all damn day. "Hey sugartits, if you're not gonna bet me a beer, at least take ya shirt off"
3. Teaching foreigners the wonders of beer related games - its hard, when they don't already know the rules of baseball
4. floating pong - for about five seconds
5. rain.

It was a long day - and no fireworks, so that was a let down. Everyone was in top form in north brunswick, thanks for that.

Lacking

2008-07-02T08:55:00.002-04:00

I wish there were more to say. I'm averaging 10 hours a day at the pool monday through thursday (for now) which is good for my back account (I hope, I've yet to be paid) and terrible for my social life. It is not to say that all my swimming buddies aren't very sweet and funny and dreadlocked (yes) but mostly my days are as follows:

wake up - 8.30 : not terribly bad, surely I've woken much earlier for previous gigs, but it gets better
9:45-1:30 (in general): first shift of lessons, ranging from preschoolers ("blow bubbles everybody!") to eight year olds ("kick, kick, head in the waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaater!") By now, my voice is starting to get iffy.

1:30-2:30: camp. 40 preschoolers from the near by orthodox jewish day camp come by for "free swim" which means clinging on to the backs of the four instructors (welcome to the joys of being under staffed).

3 - 7:45: more lessons, ranging age groups. By 5pm my voice is GONE and none of the little boys listen to me. I pretty much just hand them kick boards and let them go.

8:30-10pm: women's only lessons. The ladies are really sweet and really terrified of the water, so its like teaching really tall preschoolers.

Bed by 11 because I've been treading water all day (maybe this will keep me thin?), wake up and do it again. Sigh.

Pre House Warming Warm Up

2008-06-28T17:40:00.003-04:00

Tonight we are throwing our first gathering at hale street with the new roommates. Its the pre-housewarming warm up - a small gathering, I hope. And basically a chance for us to get a little silly without having a huge clean up tomorrow. I'm currently in the process of making a play list because leaving my ipod on shuffle often times gets too obscure for some people. We shore'd today and I'm a fab shade of red that will turn delightfully bronze by tomorrow. Anne Longstreet - be jealous.

New job is great. If not for nothing else, I'm in the water ten hours a day and have therefore cut out all other kinds of working out. So thats nice. My kids are so cute, and mostly Indian so remembering names has been an adventure. But I adore them, I'm already sad to think they're done in five weeks.

Ugh. Must. Aloe.

apologies

2008-06-25T08:45:00.003-04:00

I've been a totally delinquent blogger all week because I've been living at the pool - ten hours a day of teaching snotty kids how to tread water and master rotary breathing. I'm tired. I'm sore. I'm black and blue, and I'm sorry I've been MIA. A real post will follow soon.

le sigh.

2008-06-19T21:56:00.001-04:00

she and him. download it. immediately.

ready. set. go.

2008-06-19T15:02:00.001-04:00

The Water

2008-06-17T18:11:00.002-04:00

First day of work yesterday - I taught a women's only class. There were about ten women who had pretty much never been in the water before and one who had had lessons for a few years. I volunteered to work with her, we'll call her S. Many of our women take the class because their religious beliefs don't allow them to be in bathing suits around men, S is one of these women. Her freestyle was pretty good so we tweaked it a little bit and then she told me she was afraid to swim in the center lanes and wants to work on her confidence level. Being me - I stuck her right in that lane and we swam about four laps together - she did GREAT. This class brings me back to the days of working at Slim and Tone - the women are just so excited to have someone to work with them!

Since I'm only teaching two days this week, Mom and I went down the shore today. It was pretty nice and we both made it back alive - and no one cried. All very rare happenings when we're left alone for too long. The roommates start trickling in starting tomorrow - thank god. Its getting a tad lonely in here.

Ten Gallon Hats

2008-06-16T09:09:00.002-04:00

I swore I would never ever do it. I was wrong. I spent last night line dancing at the Colorado freakin' cafe. The hats. the boots. the boots with jean shorts and hats! the confederate flag belt buckles.... it was overwhelming. I have a certain red neck friend, M. Its not really M's fault she's a little bit of a red neck - she's from the very top of New Jersey and there are tractors present in her home town. This is not something I understand. Where I'm from we have gangs and drug czars- there are no bails of hay where I grew up. Not for nothing - I had a WAY better time than I anticipated. And after a hand full of gin and tonics M even managed to get me out there - flip flops and all. I will never know why white people feel the need to dance in lines - but they do it well.

Anyway, I'm procrastinating calling my boss and setting up my schedule - tonight being my first night. Lets be real - I don't know shit about teaching kids how to swim. This is gonna be great.

The Wonders of International Flight

2008-06-13T07:08:00.002-04:00

Yes, it's true. I'm home. Back to my real life, my job on Monday, moving tomorrow. etc. But I like to think of today as my purgatory day - the day between Europe and New Brunswick. Clearly there are lots of Swiss reflections to get to, but I just woke up in my mom's house after sleeping off my jet lag and I'd like to blog about morning sun. I get the absolute best morning sun in my room on Briner Lane. I was the last person to inherit this room. When I was growing up my Nonna lived in it. When I was in high school it was my sister's room. Finally, I weaseled my way in here and I will tell you - it makes coming home to the often chaotic Hamilton Sq, a pleasure. Oh, it also gets really beautiful late evening sun. I guess you have to be here to get it. Regardless, I guess its not so bad being back.

Also -

Dear Anne,
I miss you too. I don't, however, enjoy 3am text messages about play group. Actually, they were cute. I lied.
Love you
AP

Twitter

2008-06-09T08:14:00.001-04:00

Okay. I'm doing this now. Like I need yet another thing to obsess over.

Das Alps, jah?

2008-06-09T04:49:00.004-04:00

We ventured yesterday by train, ferry, train again, giant up-hill hike to the top of the planet, and finally, ariel car to the top of mount rigi in the luzern neck of the woods. Supposedly there were some alps involved but mostly we saw a lot of fog. The lake was like glass and soooo green - like the Caribbean, and the fog on the mountains was tres Jurassic park - esque. It was probably the most beautiful nature-like thing i've ever seen.

Caroline and I met her friend (from - i won't tell you where) Sebastian in Zurich the other night for a few drinks. Apparently, Portugal had just beaten Turkey in the Euro2008 match in Bern (maybe?) and there were lots of crazy drunk Portuguese men out on the street causing a scene - it was pretty much hilarious. Sebastian had lived and studied in America and had that very "indie kid from brooklyn" way about him - so that made it feel like home a little. He came complete with mean jokes about New Jersey. great.

okay it's finally nice out so....we're off to the grocery store! or should i say, survivor migros. Last week we found out that the roof of the migros has a buffet and a patio and a play ground for the kids - so obviously this has become my new favorite place. If only they served liquor...

Rainy Day

2008-06-05T03:14:00.002-04:00

Yesterday was the first rainy day since I've been here (today is the second), so I wanted to show you what four adults and two babies do when they're stuck in the apartment

first I got my hair stuck in the blow dryer AGAIN

then Catie played dress up with every pair of Caroline's shoes

finally, we painted. guess which is mine?

freakishly large butterfly? check.

Laurie Berkner Band, etc.

2008-06-03T11:27:00.003-04:00

Just over a week now until I head home to NJ - new place, new job (thank you, erin). I'm going to miss the insane landscapes, the running cows, the homemade meals, the train rides, and Cate's Laurie Berkner video we have to watch every damn day. I can not tell you the last time I woke up not singing one of those incessant songs. Laurie Berkner, you are off somewhere making a mint and ruining my life. And so I leave to you, Caroline, who has come to take over for me - singalongs, three pm naps, snotty swiss people, and a giant baby stroller. Have fun, I know I did.

Somemore of the Rhienfalls, because it was just that lovely.

It's like a brother-grimm book, f'real.

Roaming Gnomes

2008-06-01T15:12:00.002-04:00

We checked out the Rheinfalls and the german border yesterday. They were like woah. Normally I'm not all "yee haw crunchy granola lets get dirty woooo" but I'm starting to come around. This morning my cousin Caroline came in from Washington - she's never been across the pond so she's staying with Anne and Rick for a few weeks? months? who knows - on her first Euroadventure.

Alanna and Erin moved into our new place today in New Brunswick so I'm a little sad not to be there - which I wasn't expecting. It was really hard to be in Florence without Alanna so I'm really excited to be living with her - in our delinquent fifth year. No judgements, thanks.

I'm off now to score some cake before my dessert-obsessed sister goes to town. I'll never figure out how she can partake in cake and yet her size 0's are forever falling off of her - damn you, switzerland.

up hill again? f'real?

falls, so hot right now.

it was damp. my hair got huge, per the usual.

Let me count the ways

2008-05-29T14:44:00.002-04:00

Casey Balint gets me.

She doesn't judge that the only hockey I like is the philadelphia kind
She knows that i AM college football
She appreciates that by "worldly'' i mean "western european"
She rarely tires of my 039242942 daily emails
She thinks its okay when i wear sweats out - sometimes she does it too
We plan our social events around who each other is disliking at the moment or for eternity
Its okay when i want Jamba Juice for dinner
She's the only other person that i can stand to watch bowling with
She knows that you can not watch the superbowl on a puppy
Birthday shots at 11am are fine with her
I think about her everytime i see a canadian or a UBS in zurich
Casey Balint won't even get mad that i used the least flattering picture of the two of us i could get my hands on for this blog - because, she gets me.
She's my favourite thing about North Brunswick

La Dolce Fa Niente

2008-05-28T08:27:00.002-04:00

je vais vomir, i mean, mourir

2008-05-27T14:55:00.003-04:00

we're back. those were the fastest six days of my life. of course there will be a million pictures and anecdotes to follow but for now - the top five things i learned about taking a three year old on roman holiday

1. pack snacks - lots of them
2. you can bring the "naughty spot" to st. peter's if you have to
3. they don't care about bernini's fountains...at all.
4. pizza is an acceptable dinner, for six straight days
5. they puke... after the turbulence.

ps. everyone cried in florence except for me. i'm the crier. wtf.

Ciao!

2008-05-21T05:43:00.000-04:00

I'm off to Rome / Florence. Ciao!

great.

2008-05-19T11:33:00.002-04:00

So this afternoon I woke up from my very european nap to find that I had been "let go" (read: vindictively fired) from my job via EMAIL. Apparently no one could have mentioned this to me last friday while I was in the office for eight hours or on the phone to me in real time. Great. Now I'm in the market for a job - four days into my eurovacation. Cute.

Swiss Pics

2008-05-19T02:59:00.003-04:00

roaming

gnomes

could be the absolute top of earth. so. many. hills.

swiss botanical gardens

fancy fontana

we could be anywhere.

Flughafen

2008-05-18T16:52:00.002-04:00

Airport. The only german word I've managed to retain thus far. Finally, a proper post. But first, why is it that I am able to get the Flyers 'Guins game streaming live in Zurich ONLY to have Philadelphia get their asses handed to them 5-0 in regulation? This hurts me.

Okay the good stuff. The powers that be have been threatening "torrential rain" for days, so we've stuck close to home, though we haven't really had more than a sprinkle or two. Yesterday we went downtown to Zurich proper - checked out a really steep park, some expensive jewelry, some swings, some hills. etc. We also went to the most bad ass flea market on earth where, among other sweet finds, we purchased the roaming gnomes. Get ready.

Today we went to the botanical gardens - its like the rain forest in Switzerland! Its huge! It was all foggy and humid and fabulous. My pores were like, "ahhhhhhh." Approximately.

Erin comes in tomorrow and then we're off to Rome and Florence (!) on Wednesday. It'll be the first time I've been back since study abroad. I'll probably cry. Per usual.

Pictures will follow, as soon as I learn how to work Rick's computer.

Guten Tag

2008-05-16T07:44:00.001-04:00

I am here! And I'm also covered in cake because my three year old neice managed to throw a chocolate desert across the grocery store. Wilkcomen to europe with babies. sigh.

Tomorrow!!

2008-05-13T13:57:00.002-04:00

The following pictures are new from Zurich and in honor of the fact that I'm leaving TOMORROW. rejoice. See you guys from across the pond <3

Procrastination Party

2008-05-11T13:31:00.002-04:00

Well, I'm still a few pages from the finish but I've been on a total procrastination party because I just can not focus. In the past twenty four hours I have:

- moved out of my apartment early because I couldn't sit still
- gone through my entire wardrobe and donated bags upon bags to the veterans
- cleaned the upstairs bathroom of my parent's house
- purchased a backpacking pack, returned it, and bought another
- arranged my shoes by order of height and price, never color
- seen two movies
- downloaded a plethora of indie-bands I had never heard of, and revisited some old favs
-went to Newtown, saw my Juh and finally met her new boyfriend

and now in a final attempt to stave off writing for a few more minutes I'm sharing some pictures from Megan's "thank-god-grad-school's-done-lets-black-out-and-forget-everything-i-learned" party last week.

and now, the finer points of Niebuhr, Rauschenbusch, Ramesy and King. Shoot me.

HELP!

2008-05-10T16:24:00.001-04:00

HELP! I'm five pages from finally being done and I've got some serious writers block! ahhhhhhh

Inked

2008-05-06T10:56:00.002-04:00

I took megan the other day to get her first tattoo, which got me to thinking about my first tattoo. The artists name was john and his wife held my hand. I was in Greensboro at the time, they were ultra southern, ultra religious and ultra hilarious. It was probably my favorite tattooing experience to date. I'm now in the market for another, because it's like crack. So i figured I'd share with you what I've got befeore adding to the list.

My first! By John in Greensboro, NC. I was so excited I could hardly stand myself. A highschool friend drew that up for me - I guess I was about 19. Look at that hair! I was so cute

A latin prayer, done in Haw River, NC. I was 20

The most recent - Thanksgiving of this year in Somerset NJ. The worst pain I've ever experienced, I'm sure

All Points West

2008-05-06T10:27:00.002-04:00

I have to go to this. Its a three day festival at Liberty State park in Jersey City - I could resign myself to JUST the saturday show if necessary. Any takers?

Sap(ling)

2008-05-05T15:25:00.003-04:00

I get sad on the last day of classes. I'm aware it means summer is an arm's length away and pretty soon I'll be tan and finally be able to work enough hours to pay my bills, but I always feel like I'm going to miss my classmates. This hit me particularly hard today on the last day of my senior seminar on the psychology of religious terrorism. There are about seven of us in the class, and everyone is brilliant and thoughtful. It was a pleasure to roll out of bed every Monday at 8am to be there with them. And as I've said before, and will say again, Dr. Jones is brilliant. He's the smartest man on earth and I'd be his disciple if he'd only let me. So as we all parted ways today, I couldn't help but feel like I'll be missing them the next time someone says something absurdly off point in another class, or the next time I read a Jones interview or article in some distinguished publication. They'll be graduating next week, while I'll be surrendering myself to at least another semester in this place (its the price you pay for transferring AND going abroad), and I hope they will looked back fondly in their caps and gowns and remember the insanity that was Jones' seminar, how terrified we were of him at first, and how we all made it out alive.

Also, to my Eloners who are receiving their saplings in the coming weeks. You don't know how lucky you are.

Ten Days

2008-05-04T14:56:00.003-04:00

Yesterday was Cate's birthday. Out of three, I've missed two. Not good odds if you ask me, but it's not my fault that someone's always abroad. We're international, it's how we roll. In ten days I'll FINALLY be in Zurich. I can't wait to see my babies. These are brand new from the Longstreets. Enjoy them as much as I did.

this is what happens when you mix wine and yoga

a very catie birthday

my babies !

Ugh

2008-05-02T12:34:00.001-04:00

There is so much wrong with this, I don't even know where to begin

An Outline

2008-05-02T09:01:00.002-04:00

I stumbled upon the following at LifeofJustin.com and thought it appropriate because, well, they're questions worth answering, and any little exercise requiring me to focus of the future can't be that bad with graduation pending.

1.) If you could do anything you want to tomorrow, what would it be?

Wake up early and drive down the shore, solo. Ideally, it'd also be 80 degrees out.

2.) What are your core values?

Loyalty, to a fault. I'm also a huge fan of honesty, sincerity, and justice - the social kind.

3.) What are your special talents?

I can talk to anyone and have a knack for making people feel comfortable. I'm also motherly far beyond my years.

4.) What do you do better than most people you know?

I pride myself on my work ethic, which I feel like sets me apart from most everyone my age - that I happen to know, anyway.

5.) What were your dreams as a child?

I always wanted to be just like my dad when I was a little girl - however since I wasn't blessed with any math or science skills whatsoever Aerospace engineer was out.

6.) What is the thing you are most proud of accomplishing in your life so far?

Two parter. I'm proud that I left Elon. Not because of Elon itself - it was fine. But because up until that point in my life it was so unlike me to rock the boat. But leaving was the best choice for me and absolutely made me who I am today. Going abroad to Italy is the other obvious choice, I'd say moving to a foreign country not knowing anybody is worthy of pride.

7.) What will you regret not doing in your life if you continue as you are now?

Staying in the Jerz forever. I fully intend to be back here someday, i love it. But if i don't get a chance to really see america (i've seen plenty of europe, thanks), i'll feel like i'm missing out for sure.

8.) What do you want people to say about you after you are no longer living? What is your legacy?

I want to leave behind great hair! No, great memories, a full passport and about a dozen phds. I want to know a little bit about everything, and I don't even feel bad about it. I've always wanted people to play Norman Greenbaum's Spirit In The Sky at my funeral, for obvious reasons.

9.) What do you want to do when you retire?

Hopefully I'll have traveled everywhere I want to go. I long to buy a boat and run charters out of south Florida.

10.) Outside of parents who influenced your life more than anyone else; who had an impact on your life and what was it about that person that meant something to you?

My sister. Not is she brilliant and beautiful but she knows exactly who she is and what she wants out of life. We should all be so lucky.

Okay so now that I've sufficiently spilled my guts - you should do the same.

Blogs to come:

- Megan's "OH CRAP IM DONE GRAD SCHOOL" Party Pics
- The Bravery in Allentown, why Casey and I travel outside of NJ - I'll never know
- So long Forth Year, bring on the Fifth.

Overloaded

2008-05-01T21:11:00.002-04:00

I spent alot of time today wallowing in my own despair. Don't ask. Irregardless, whist wallowing Erin suggested this. Now, I am happy.

Preperations

2008-04-29T10:11:00.002-04:00

In lieu of doing anything like school work, I've been shopping for backpacks for my latest euro adventure. Please weigh-in on the following from EMS...

An Ode

2008-04-25T15:18:00.003-04:00

Lately I've been playing alot of "this time last year....," and its more than a little bit of a buzz kill naturally, as this time last year I was living in Florence. Today my sister, who is on her very first euroadventure, posted about American things she's not missing in the land of neutrality. So, I will share with you some of my absolute favorites from Florence while I keep reminding myself that I'll be back in the homeland in less than a month.

uhm, my life obviously

days in san remo: 4
number of showers : 0

Carnivale in San Marco with Alice

Everyday on the way to Piazza Santo Spirito

Arno

Ponte Trinita

Not Now, Chief

2008-04-23T12:41:00.002-04:00

check it, Fist-pumping can actually kill you, Staten Island.

A Long Street

2008-04-21T21:19:00.002-04:00

Finally, my brilliant sister has resigned herself to the world of blogging. Perhaps the Swiss have become too much for her? Probably not. Check her out, she's sort of the reason I live.

Makin' it work. Obviously.

Watch out, girls with cheese steak

2008-04-20T20:10:00.003-04:00

As I write this I should be knee deep in my presentation for Jones' seminar which is tomorrow morning. Of course I've put about forty minutes into it all together and got bored. This morning, Balint and I thought it'd be productive to go to the batting cage - you know, clear the head, get out a little aggression - get ready for the paper. Negative. Mostly some white trash kid tried to hijack my volkswagon and several eight year old boys showed us a thing or two about taking swings. And now.... we've got 20 dollars worth of tokens to use before I got to Europe in a month. Sweet.

I figure anything's better than figuring out how to present my thoughts on Christian Terrorism - namely the topic of (one of) my senior sem(s) so here's some pictures from last week.

Phils - Cubs c/o Megan

Ryan Howard being better than you

Pat Burell calmly pointing out the foul pole

My go-to member of the team, in a pinch

Yesterday was so beautiful out that Erin and I took a super impromptu trip to Philadelphia for some cheese steak, obviously. And I FINALLY convinced her that Jim's on 4th is the best steak in the city. I consider it a great service to humanity.

"Bloody China"

2008-04-18T12:39:00.003-04:00

Regardless of my political views, which you know are annoying-ly liberal I am posting this video of the Olympic Torch being attacked in London. How we can allow the Olympics, games which are supposed to be about peace and an equal playing field, in a country that commits such egregious civil rights absuses is entirely beyond me. And that is the end of my political rant for the day.

Caught my first real live yankees game yesterday. It was huge. Too bad they got spanked by the Sox. Actually, as a Phillie's fan, I couldn't really care less, I just felt compelled to say it.

2008-04-15T12:31:00.001-04:00

FOUR DAYS UNTIL SPRING FOOTBALL

New from switzerland

2008-04-14T14:57:00.001-04:00

Thrilling Phillie's pictures from the-greatest-seats-ever will be up shortly.

Terrible News

2008-04-11T09:46:00.002-04:00

Frankly, I'm ashamed at just how lax I've become with this blog. But, I'm not being lazy, I've been getting the RU Screw from Rutgers for the last week and it's taking all of my energy just to figure out if I am, in fact, graduating. But, why bore you with the details? Regardless if whether or not one little math class (or three) is going to ruin my academic life I've got Phillie's tickets for Sunday, so I'm not going to worry about it right now.

Any way, my sister's been extra lonely over there in Zurich; she hasn't left our facebook scrabulous game in hours, just sitting there, trying to beat me with words like "ZITI". too bad i triple word scored her ass with, "TRIAGES". I digress. The following Eddie Izzard clip is her favorite, and so its for her <3.

Clone High

2008-04-07T15:56:00.001-04:00

Just A Friendly Reminder That The Big 12 Sucks

2008-04-04T10:42:00.005-04:00

I didn't know what to make of the addition of Fresno State as the home opener of the '08 RU football season at first, so I had to give it some thought. Competitively speaking the 9-4 Fresno state (who beat GA Tech in the Humanitarian Bowl) is the obvious choice, and of course I like replacing a I-AA team whenever possible (sorry, Howard). But, I am a little weary about return trip to CA for the Knights in 2012 - I just can't look that far into the future. So, I guess I'd like to thank K-State for wimping out against Fresno and allowing RU to beef up our schedule. Now, if we could figure out whats going on with the TBA game on 27 September, maybe I could sleep at night.

And now, absurd things I read at work today
facebook love - so true
april fuel

This Just In

2008-04-02T09:32:00.002-04:00

Sean. In Zurich, so hot right now.

A Moment of Weakness

2008-03-31T14:25:00.002-04:00

I'm a little bit happy that its raining on all my friends who went to opening day and didn't bring me along. My consolation prize will be laying in bed and watching Chase Utley's glorious tush at 3pm. Also, I've found my self glued to Rick Steves' show on the travel channel. Praha, so hot right now

Philly News

Man Caught Having Sex with a Picnic Table

2008-03-28T15:28:00.002-04:00

This is what happens when the football season ticket renewal forms slow down, and life at the ticket office becomes about staving off boredom.

An Oldie, But A Goodie

2008-03-27T20:19:00.001-04:00

Irrational Fears

2008-03-26T13:29:00.002-04:00

Here, I thought that I was the only person on earth afraid to tie their shoes in public. It paralyzes me. For this reason, I wear flip flops until it snows and then I move on to Uggs until April. I am also devastatingly afraid of heights, including glass elevators, Indian food, and ice skating.

Neutrality, so hot right now

2008-03-24T09:55:00.005-04:00

Per usual, not the typical spring break for Ally. First, I spent St. Patricks day (see also, Casey and Millers collective birthday weekend) with the north brunswick kids on a pub crawl I remember very little about. Some classics include the following:

brilliant.

Immediately after these 12 hours of debauchery I helped my sister move her family to Zurich. None of us speak German. We had a three year old on a plane for eight hours, then a train ride, then a hike up the-biggest-hill-in-europe with twelve checked bags and a six month old. I'm exhausted just thinking about it. The highlights:

Zurich, proper.

this is what happens when they let me dress my nephew

hills.

you need to bring THIS MUCH formula from america. obviously.

also. meghan is always shooting me these random tid-bits to read at work, probably because her job is better than mine. you'll appreciate this. i know i did.

Okay!

2008-03-24T08:17:00.002-04:00

Okay. Obviously, so much to mention. But, Casey's the only one who reads this, and she got the highlights yesterday. So, I'm taking my jetlagged ass to Acme, for now and I'll get back at you.

Ready. Set. Switzerland.

2008-03-16T21:36:00.001-04:00

I'm on my way to a molto impromptu trip to Zurich to help my sister and her oh-so-in-over-their-heads family move in to their new euro-flat. bon voyage to me.

uh oh

2008-03-14T09:41:00.002-04:00

There has been an ever so slight change of plans. Now I've got to unpack all of my bathing suits and find some sweaters. Oh geez.

A Mess

2008-03-12T18:07:00.002-04:00

I'm too busy packing to write. Enjoy this: in honor of Matt's 80s XM radio station today.

Decisions Decisions

2008-03-10T21:54:00.002-04:00

I'm torn. April 26th-27th is obviously the NFL draft at Radio City. However, it's also the Bravery in Allentown, PA. What do I do?!

Someone with generally good taste sent this to me, I thought I might as well share it.

She'll be at Bowery 3/21

The North Brunswick Kids

2008-03-08T09:57:00.003-05:00

In a true testament to how incredibly lame I am, with a lack of anything more interesting to do, Balint and I spent the other night watching Miller and Billand bowl - not even motivated enough to bowl ourselves. Don't think we didn't hate ourselves for it. We did. And plenty.

Casey, wondering just how long it will take us to get to Newark airport and out of this mess. The answer? Entirely too long.

The motif of bowling balls and pins in the viewing area was extra special

Fianlly, in honour of Heels - Blue Devils tonight, I leave you with my favorite clip of Tyler Hansbrough. Its an obvious, but fabulous, choice.

Psycho T, making the face mask hot since 2007.

So Close

2008-03-06T10:15:00.004-05:00

With baseball season literally around the corner I've been thinking about how to approach this spring and all of its various baseball related nuances.

First, Miller already veto'd my pleas to be in his fantasy league. His argument? "What do chicks know about fantasy baseball?" Not only has he just set the women's liberation movement back thirty years, but he also pist me off. To test my skills he waited until after a few drinks to have me rattle off the depth chart of Phillies - pitting me up against a sober Yankees fan. False. Regardless, now I'm in the market for a fantasy league of my own, and no one wants to play with girls... even me.

Second, my early season choices for Phillie's homegames are as follows:
3/29 vs Blue Jays
4/19 vs Mets
5/4 vs San Fran.
Takers?

Finally, now that I've befriended the older gentleman, kindly known as "Phil", in the office, I now have someone to watch Rutgers Baseball games with. Good news, because I always feel like a total creep sitting over there solo. Now, if i can only get some company for the softball game v. Drexel on the 27th, we'd be golden.

And in totally unrelated thoughts. How sad was I when Rami lost last night on Project Runway? Oh, Heidi, you can be so cold. And now, an homage - for casey balint.

You're Welcome

2008-03-05T21:47:00.002-05:00

Until I get the pictures from our tuesday-bowling-extravaganza together, you'll have to watch and love this. You are welcome in advance

A case of the monday's

2008-03-03T14:39:00.002-05:00

As Meghan so importantly pointed out to me today, this time last year we were in Venice celebrating Linda's birthday, and our all around Italian-ness. Now instead.... I'm in New Brunswick. ugh.

Anyway, this weekend was a mixture of things that are good, and things that are bad.

Good things:

Penelope. Erin and I went on friday night. I laughed, I cried, I wished James McAvoy was my boyfriend. It was adorable, and Christina Ricci is better looking than me even when she looks like a pig. great.

Other good things:
Sean's Baptism. He was cute, but I still can't stand going to Church.

Bad things:

Anne and Rick + kids leave for Zurich next week. I've been talking about this forever and now its finally here. I should hurry up and by my ticket so I can go visit (the inital reason for creating this blog). I'm sad not to have her around until May. boo.

The Death of Hip Hop

2008-02-29T10:38:00.004-05:00

I came across this first video today on sportsillustrated.com, also know as "where I spend most of my time while at work" - and it prompted me to consider the phenomenon that is Solja Boy, and why it is that white people of all ages think it's okay to bust the dance out where ever they want (I'm talking about YOU, erin at the bus stop last semester). People, it's just making you look ridiculous. Don't say you haven't been warned.

I'm begging you, stop.

800 Club

2008-02-28T21:11:00.003-05:00

With her win Wednesday night against DePaul, C. Vivan is now among the elite - one of three female coaches, and the first african american coach, to make it to the 800 Club. Good job, coach.

Jim O'Connor / NJ Sports Pics

And now for something completely off topic
Casey sent this to me yesterday - and because she's in Italy and I miss her, it's getting posted. This is particularly hilarious because this little girl looks freakishly like my sister - who happens to LOVE star wars

Enjoy.

patience, its a virtue

2008-02-27T14:28:00.002-05:00

I am withholding today's blog in honour of the (upcoming!) 800th win for Coach C. Vivian Stringer tonight at the RAC. stay tuned.

The Big Day

2008-02-26T13:44:00.004-05:00

Yesterday was a big day for Rutgers football; the 2008 schedule was released (sort of). I've long been a critic of the padded schedule - since the days of high school softball, but that's a different story all together. Anyway, this year it seems Rutgers is maintaining the status quo of mediocre non-conference games, both home and away. What good is winning if we're beating Norfolk State 59 -0? With that said, my only hope is that we're holding out for something enticing - possibly a three or four year commitment - with that looming TBA spot in September.

2008 Rutgers Football Schedule

Sat., August 30 Howard
Sat., Sept. 6 BYE
Thurs., Sept. 11 North Carolina (ESPN)
Sat., Sept. 20 at Navy (CBS College Sports Network)
Sat., Sept. 27 TBA
Sat., Oct. 4 at West Virginia*
Sat., Oct. 11 at Cincinnati*
Sat., Oct. 18 Connecticut*
Sat., Oct. 25 at Pittsburgh*
Sat., Nov. 1 BYE
Sat., Nov. 8 Syracuse*
Sat., Nov. 15 at USF*
Sat., Nov. 22 Army
Sat., Nov. 29 BYE
Thurs., Dec. 4 Louisville * (ESPN)

per scarletknights.com

DDL

2008-02-25T12:06:00.002-05:00

Last night I dinnered at Caraba's with Alanna, Amanda, and Alanna's sister, Erica. The point is, after dinner I had a cup of coffee and like the grandma I am, was unable to sleep. Good for me, because I ended up watching the Oscars (pretty much in its entirety, don't judge me) and I have to say, wasn't nauseated to the point of death. In fact, when Daniel Day Lewis walked away with the little-guy for best actor I died a little bit inside. All of you who know me are SHOCKED that I wasn't freaking out because J Depp missed an Oscar for the umpteenth time (and inside I totally was). But DDL is a genius. I can't think of a role I DIDN'T love him in. And I'm even reading Sinclair's OIL! in appreciation for the greatness that was Daniel Plainfield.

And now, and ode to DDL in all this greatness.

Snowed In

2008-02-24T11:34:00.004-05:00

Ian MacAllen
ianmacallen.com

Really, coming down with the death couldn't have come at a better time. Friday morning we in New Brunswick NJ woke up to about a million feet of snow (see also: 6 inches), enough to cancel classes (which means hell itself froze over) but not enough to close the rutgers ticket office. So, Tylenol Cold and Sinus in hand, I dug my way out of Hale St and motored on over to work - which took about half an hour to get five miles. cute. So I'm sick. I'm cranky. I'm in an all around miserable state of being when Bob Mulchay must have sensed this, closed work early, and allowed me to venture back through blizzard conditions in hopes I'd make it to my bed, and later than night Saves The Day, safely. Sadly, only one of those materialized. I took a six hour nap only to realized the show was sold out and was resigned to a less-than-intense game of Taboo with the North Brunswick kids. As far as my friday went - good thing I was in bad health.

Also, I'd be remiss if I didn't mention the lasting greatness that is Pandora Radio - its the only way I can get through work without freaking out on some poor family just trying to secure some basketball tickets for their 12 year old son's birthday. sigh. Thanks, once again, Maxwell.

The Death

2008-02-22T09:40:00.003-05:00

I have the plague. Watch this, and forgive me for not writing.

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Finally, a tan

2008-02-19T21:21:00.002-05:00

In less than a month I will be in Rio, and you will be jealous. As far as spring breaks in the past I've been to New Jersey and Scotland - neither of these places afforded me tans or drinks with umbrellas in them. Barcelona last year was nice, but still not hot enough for me to lay on a beach or aquire any real sunburn. Usually I'm stuck at home working to pay off some insane credit card bill, or something lame like that. I can't reallllly complain because I spent a semester abroad last year - but I'll do it anyway. I want sun. I was sand. I want clear water, rainforests, drinks in coconuts, and locals who do not speak english.
March is a notoriously persnickity month in New Jersey, so with in-like-a-lion looking like the case, I've been gearing up for my trip by purchasing Yankee Candles that supposidly smell like sunscreen and playing ocean sounds while I sleep - kid you not. Whats most disappointing about my trip? I'll be missing more than a few home Rutgers Baseball games - Phil, you'll have to forgive me. I'll make it up to you - we'll watch softball in April, and I won't even complain during LAX games anymore, I swear.
Where am I going after Rio, you ask? Zurich in May - for as long as it will have me, with detours in FLORENCE, Rome, and anywhere else my sister feels like visiting by over-night train. Don't mind if I do.