Language Barrier?
On Friday I said to my stepdad, ” What up playaaaaa?”
After repeating myself 3 times because he can’t ever hear me the first time, he finally responded with:
“What is that, Pig Latin?”
Awesome.
Filed under Parents Say Funny Things | Comments (5)Oh hiiiii.
Not only am I ending my hiatus, I’m blogging from a public place from the first time: the Starbucks on State St. in Newtown. I thought taking it a few blocks from the comfort of my own home might light a fire under my butt or something. I’m feeling pretty motivated because the day has been productive so far, and also because said butt still hurts a little from the couple of times I’ve been verbally spanked at work by Michelle for my recently weak sauce blogging action. The tough love works on me, I guess.
I really wanted to have my camera with me today, so I could take pictures of what I’m eating, (SB’s huevos rancheros wrap + vanilla rooibos tea. Fabulous.) but I didn’t realize I forgot it until I got here. So. The guy next to me is far from impressed by my antics and clearly fighting the urge to tell me I’m a complete moron for what I’m about to do:
Whoa, brightest and worst picture ever, but it stays. Directly in front of the window so I can people-watch though, so not a lot I can do about it.
Gah! I have some great news! But I have to wait to announce it! Thinking about anything else is tough, so let’s discuss the fact that we’re supposed to get ANOTHER major snowstorm here in the great Philadelphia area. Last time, I got two days off work. So bring it, snow. It’s a complete pain in the ass, but if it has to be winter I may as well get something out of it, right?
Time to catch up on GoogleReader. 213 posts. Whoops. Fingers crossed for me for snow, people!!
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OK OK. Hiatus ends this weekend. This is not a drill.
image: missmoniker via etsy
watercolor and ink illustration
Filed under Uncategorized | Comments (2)Is It Really You, JoePa?
Not quite the “comeback” I was expecting from myself, but more important things than what I’m doing living at home are going on these days…JoePa no longer has to wear glasses! Say what?? Don’t worry, though. He has fake ones, and good thing. JoePa sans glasses is no JoePa at all.
Scout.com even posted a full article on this madness:
Filed under Uncategorized | Comments (3)The Eyes Have It
Mark Brennan, Fightonstate.com
The most famous eyewear in college football is a thing of the past.Sort of.
Penn State coach Joe Paterno, whose thick-lens glasses had become a trademark in his 44 years at the helm of the Nittany Lions, has had surgery to correct his vision.
“I had trouble reading for the last six months, so I went down to Philadelphia to the Penn Scheie Eye Institute,” the 83-year-old said. “And the guy says to me … I think we can fix that up. So they went in and did it. I don’t really need glasses any more.”
The ophthalmologist was Dr. Stuart Fine, who Paterno has known for more than four decades.
But anyone expecting the spectacle of major college football’s all-time wins leader showing up on the sideline with a completely new look next fall will be disappointed. Paterno said when he walks around without glasses, “I feel strange.”
“When I don’t wear ‘em, and I put on a sweater, I reach to take the glasses off and I don’t have them on,” he said.
So he had a set of glasses fashioned with similar frames to the ones he wore in the past, only with much thinner lenses.
Paterno discussed his vision at the Penn State Multi-Sport Facility Thursday, where he and his wife Sue were recognized for their roles as honorary coaches for the Centre County Volunteers in Medicine 2010 Boston Marathon Challenge.
The Challenge raises money to help uninsured citizens of the county receive free medical and dental care. Local runners who participate in the Boston Marathon generate the funds by soliciting donations on behalf of their efforts in the race.
Paterno said it is “nice to be a part of,” then added: “Obviously I’d prefer to be running a little bit, but at my age, those days are gone.”
Even at his age, however, he does have plenty to look forward to. And if he chooses, he can do it without his glasses. As if to prove it, he took them off and provided a demonstration.
“I can do everything now,” he said, rolling up his sleeve and looking at his wrist. “I can see my watch. I can tell you what time it is.”
Heavy Rotation: Harold T. Wilkins, or How to Wait For a Very Long Time
Oh man. I’ve had a few encounters with some really fantastic albums so far this year, and Fanfarlo’s Reservoir is by far my favorite (I do realize it’s only February, but who’s keeping track?).
A little Arcade Fire, a little Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, maybe throw in some Neutral Milk Hotel. I could go on all night. Normally I’d shun a band for sounding too much like something else, but somehow this just works. Listen harder, and each arrangement and lyric becomes completely unique. When else could you find yourself jamming out to a song inspired by a paranormal-obsessed British journalist, and loving every second of it? Not the most groundbreaking sound ever, but when you love what you love, there’s no reason to mess with it. Enjoy “Harold T. Wilkins, or How to Wait for a Very Long Time.” No need to thank me.
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