My favorite quote from Juno, which I finally saw the other day:
Mac MacGuff: In my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out your ass. That’s the kind of person that’s worth sticking with.
May 7, 2008
Did you know that it snows in Lebanon? Sad to say, I did not. I have learned something new today.
April 8, 2008
Friday, March 21. 8PM at the Waterfront in Holyoke.
Black 47 is a great live band! They’re definitely worth checking out.
March 19, 2008
Now I know why she broke up with me! I’ve always been a major believer that the major gift-giving holidays (Christmas, Valentine’s Day, birthday) are great litmis tests of relationships. As one of these holidays approaches, a person in a relationship has to think to him/herself “Is so-and-so really worth $150?” (or whatever it is you generally spend at these times) And if the answer is “ahhh, probably not” in all likelihood the person will end the relationship just before the holiday.
But, anyway, I just heard about a new holiday that is tomorrow, March 14th, and it sure as hell explains a lot to me. At any rate guys, I hope you have an enjoyable holiday tomorrow! I’ll be rooting for your relationships!
March 13, 2008
I just stumbled onto this link while looking for something else. Nothing great, but just a glimpse into the woman who brought Spitzer down.
Now assuming that there are a lot of great jokes involving call girls and the word “Spitzer” I guess being a bit ill these last few days has kept me out of the loop…
March 13, 2008
You may notice that I now have archives here. Old, old archives even (well, for me). I’ve been slowly starting to move stuff from my older blogs over to here. So eventually this will be like a blog museum, man. Or something like that.
But, I hope to start posting anew here as well. I’ve been spending most of my writing time elsewhere online, but there are some things that fit much better in TIRH’s free flow of wacky topics. So, if you are a past (or current) regular reader of mine, you know there’s about a 30% chance that that will actually happen regularly…
For now, pick a month, pick a year. Visit the me who used to write a lot!
March 5, 2008
If you live in or even near western Mass, this is a must-do event. Yes, the Patriots vs. the Giants, live at the Brass Cat on Tuesday night. Seriously, I would so go to this if I didn’t have something to do. It’s interesting, though, because what I have to do is watch people play pool at a bar in Chicopee. And that’s interesting to me because my original justification for not going to the Giants-Patriots was that I had something “real” to do. Yes, that is, until I realized that watching a competitive game of pool in a bar and watching a competitive video game in a bar really aren’t all that different in the scale of “real” things to do.
Nevertheless, Chicopee here I come.
January 28, 2008
From 2/28/07
For the past week or so I’ve had the Pogue’s song “London Girl” stuck in my head. It has been especially popping up in moments of happiness (which have been on the increase as of late) and moments of exhilaration. For example, today I was walking across campus feeling all happy and suddenly found myself singing the song. Didn’t even realize I had started doing it. Luckily no one was around. And just yesterday as I was correcting some papers while students did their writing I started to hum it. A student laughed at me. But that’s okay. I get a lot of that.
But I first noticed it last week at the Snowy Owl Resort (formerly Brodie–yes, where people named Kelly skiied for free on St. Patrick’s Day) where I was snow tubing. First of all, if like me you haven’t been to many ski-type resorts you’re probably not used to cute signs everywhere that say things like: Snow tubing involves risks and dangers. These may include but are not limited to collisions that are man made or natural, within lanes or other areas of snow tubing. Injury or death may result. And to top that off, I had to sign a waiver that said essentially that if I died it wasn’t their damned fault. I’m the frickin idiot who went snow tubing.
So, you can see where I was ready for anything. On my first run down the hill, as I was picking up more and more speed than I had anticipated (ahh, that’s why they made me sign the waiver!) and as I was going down the hill backwards wondering if a small child had wandered across my path (ahh, that’s why they had their parents sign a waiver too!!), suddenly the song burst into my head louder than bombs. This could be our final dance. This could be our very last chance… and yet it all felt so good. The sun in my eyes, the spray of the snow. The 80% chance I would survive. Great stuff.
January 8, 2008
Here is a Ho’yoke blog I just found: Benigngirl
Great stuff.
December 10, 2007