Remember that made for TV movie, the Boy in the Plastic Bubble? If I could commute in such a contraption I would. Instead, I create my own protective bubble: listening to music and playing a game on my iPod or reading prevents me from inadvertently encouraging conversation. Talking on my commute makes my brain hurt. Having…
I didn’t notice life was a funnel until I looked back and saw the light grow fainter and fainter. Each decision made reduced the infinite possibilities of youth as if I were living in a “choose your own adventure” book. I never felt I had finished one of those books until I read each ending….
How about this weather? Spring flowers are popping out all over our neighborhood. Our neighbor’s quince started blooming in January. I’m taking a five-week photography class and I decided to use the quince blooms for last week’s homework assignment on “equivalent exposures” (basically taking the same shot, but messing with the depth of field). So…
It’s been awhile since I wrote about music. I still plan to input all of the songs I highlighted (in a positive way) during my iPod shuffle challenge into Pandora to try to train it to offer me new music that I’ll like. But for now, I’d like to highlight a song that being a…
My favorite sport is…tennis. Yeah, I realize that puts me in the company of…me. I find it considerably more interesting than other sports. The average intellect of tennis commentators seems greater than for most other sports. The ESPN2 commentators (for the most part) entertain me. And the sport itself is unique. It’s just two (I’m…
Thanks to everyone who commented on my last post and shared tips. Ice Cream 101 at Penn State was great, but overwhelming. The “it’s 5am and I’m still awake and my alarm is set for 6:05” insomnia Friday night into Saturday morning didn’t help. I haven’t had a chance to catch up on sleep so…
From The Muppets: “Walter: You give people the greatest gift of all. Kermit: Children? Walter: No. Kermit: Ice Cream? Walter: No. Laughter. Laughter is the third greatest gift of all.” I’m going to have to disagree with Kermit and promote ice cream to number one. Mom ate a banana split daily while pregnant with me….
The alarm sounded, music uploaded onto the clock interrupting their sleep. Honest to God, she’s never going to change that music, he thought. At least “Run to the Hills” accurately reflects the annoyance of waking up this way. I hate when she lets the alarm go on and on, it’s so inconsiderate. Doesn’t she realize…
Now is the time on Sprockets when we acknowledge being acknowledged. I have had bestowed onto me the coveted Love My Monkey award (or Liebe mein affe-mienke in the original German…OK, Liebster Award, whatever). I am much too lazy to copy and paste the award rules here. Suffice it to say I’m to give props…
The Event: Iron Chef Potluck (ingredient: “spirits”) The Recipe: Guinness Cupcakes with Irish Whiskey Ganache Filling and Baileys Buttercream The Verdict: while I announced the following on Twitter pre-baking… “Baking cupcakes filled w/whiskey ganache & topped w/Baileys buttercream. In other words, cupcakes I’m 98% sure I won’t eat. #5YearOldPalate” …I ended up eating…uh, several. Cake:…