Just another reason why moving in with your parents as an adult is better than living in Central Pennsylvania:

Drunk Man Tries to Revive Dead Opossum – Road Kill CPR

Crime Beat Pa. – A man from Pennsylvania has been charged with public drunkenness after he was seen trying to resuscitate a long-dead opossum along a highway.

Donald Wolfe, a 55-year old man, is the lead character in the odd case of road kill CPR that was witnessed by several people passing by the rural highway scene, according to an Associated Press report.

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The item for the odd ball report cites State police Trooper Jamie Levier who “says one person saw Wolfe kneeling before the animal and gesturing as though he were conducting a séance.”

Another witness told authorities the drunk man actually tried to give the dead critter mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.  The attempt failed.  The animal was long dead, according to the report.

source:  The National Ledger

PS I love animals and I always feel sorry for roadkill, but possums are wayyy creepy, no?

…between April 10th and May 22nd, make sure your hightail it to Luke and Eloy Gallery for “Two of a Kind”, and exhibition featuring the enamel work of my sister Tricia.

Event Details:

Earlier this month, I saw Rogue Wave for the second time (the first was September 2005) at Philly’s First Unitarian Church.  The First Untitarian Church randomly has great shows all year, and this one was a “seated sanctuary show.”  Meaning you see a great band play for not a lot of money while  literally sitting in church.  I can’t remember the last time I’ve even been to one.

Anyway Rogue Wave was amazing.  I loved everything about this show.  The seats were good, the acoustics were incredible, the band was engaging, and the atmosphere was wacked (in a good way).

Their newest album, Permalight dropped in February, and it’s not bad at all.  I’m pretty sure they played every song from it, in addition to a bunch from their past few records.  They played “All That Remains” first and incorporated the church organ into it, followed by Zach Rogue greeting us all with: “Welcome to church.  Blessed are you!”  Lots of fun church references followed, but I can’t remember any of them.

By special request, this Heavy Rotation features two songs off of Permalight.  We went with two here because “All That Remains” is fantastic but way too short.  So enjoy that and “Stars and Stripes.”

Pictures from the show below taken by someone who’s really good at taking pictures (not me).

This scared the holy crap out of me the first time I saw it:

Apparently my stepdad is a big fan of the Giraffa camelopardalis, so now we have one in the den.  It is not a jungle-themed den, like you might be thinking.  It’s bigger than I am.  It cost $100.

Giraffe needs a name.  And maybe a hat/sunglasses, don’t you think?

A few hours ago I was in the car.  Driving.  I heard a strange ad on the radio for Peeps-flavored ice at Rita’s.  Peeps.  As in Marshmallow Peeps.  Rita’s.  Ice.

I feel that few-to-one-word sentences are almost as awkward as Peeps water ice, and that’s why I’m using so many.  I was so intrigued by this odd flavor that I rerouted and aimed straight to the nearest Rita’s, which luckily is right in Newtown.  Hard to believe, but this was my first ice custard happiness since Rita’s opened for spring.  Usually I’m much quicker.

Went with a Gelati to be on the safe side.   In the case of this weird Peeps flavor sucking majorly, at least I’d have my favorite vanilla custard to be excited about.  Here it is, in my hand:

The very first thing that threw me off was the radioactive yellow color.  Since I ate it, I’ve been checking my skin periodically just to be sure.  So far, I think it’s just FD&C Yellow Lake #5 and not battery acid or anything.  Also off-putting was the fact that there were no mashed pieces of Peeps throughout the ice itself.  I was expecting that for some reason.  Or maybe like mini-Peeps?  Or stick one Peep on top?  Anything to let me know it’s flavored like Marshmallow Peeps!

So I ate it.  And it was good.  Like really good.  But did it taste like Peeps?  I don’t think it did at all, but I haven’t had a Peep in years, so I forget what they taste like.  I thought this tasted like cake frosting.  The vanilla kind.  Which I love.  I don’t know if it would appeal to everyone though, but since I’m a bigger fan of the creme ice flavors than all the other flavors they have at Rita’s.  A regular size was way too big though; I have no idea why I went with it.  Normally I just get a kid’s size.

I give it a thumbs up for being yummy, and a thumbs down for not tasting anything like its namesake.  If I had more hands, I’d throw up another thumb for having a radio ad that succeeded in making me drive straight to Rita’s to get one.  I don’t think that’s ever happened before.

Yo Rita, just a thought:  since you’re clearly not opposed to turning any arbitrary flavor into an ice, you should consider a waffle-flavored one.  What’s your problem?  Waffled-flavored ice would be the most amazing thing ever.  With vanilla custard?  Think about it!

And for no reason, here’s a picture of this evening’s sunset I took while leaving work.  I’m really proud of it.  I love pictures of sunsets, but I’m never the one taking them.  So fun times.

So.  The amazing Hal Higdon’s daughter-in-law was doing a little web research on the great man, and happened across this…and busted me.

In addition to being caught for my one-sided love affair, I’ve also been busted for not updating my running progress here by Hal himself.  According to some posters on his message board, this makes me an extremely “unreliable” girlfriend, and they may be right.  You don’t want to get yourself mixed up with a girl like me, Hal.  Not only am I unreliable, but I also don’t take off my socks before going to bed.  Yikes.  Hopefully we can still be friends…with benefits??

Not THOSE kind of benefits, people!  We’re talking about running here.  Get a hobby.

So just an update, I’m finishing week 5 on Hal’s novice training plan, though I should be closer to finishing week 6/starting week 7.  I blame being behind on my 26th birthday weekend, and also on the fact that it’s my life and I do what I want, so back up off me yo.  Additionally, I haven’t really felt like writing about running since over the past few weeks I’ve been completely confined to running at the gym due to craptastical weather.   My approach has been “get on the treadmill and get it over with.”  Tragic.  I also haven’t followed the plan exactly based on the days of the week, which is fine because Hal said I could.  I have at least been getting the right amount of total mileage and long runs per week, so I think that should at least count for something.

Today is exciting though, because I’m about to run outside for the first time in weeks!  Look at the weather:

Also excited, because back in January some nerd (you know who you are) told me to get Nike Plus for my iPod, because apparently you don’t have to have Nike shoes (which hate immensely) to use it.  This person was also nice enough to inform me that I’m basically the last person in America to find that out.  So thanks.  Anyway, I did buy Nike Plus in January, used it once, and then the weather was never good enough for me to run outside.  Or I’m just a baby.  Feel free to call it whatever you want.

Super excited to get my ass back out there in a few minutes, but I can hear the wind as I write this.  Oh, and the temp is now 42° and not 39° like in the picture.  Yay!

PS – OMG I still love Hal.  4-Eva.