April 2005 archive

(50 entries)

April 28, 2005

Hop on pop!

Several weeks ago, Apete told me that he was addicted to Coke and wanted to quit. So I became his personal watchdog and yelled at him whenever I saw him with some.

Believe it or not, yelling is not an effective motivational tool. I think I learned this in my psychology class. Or perhaps that was electric shock. No wait, electric shocks are always good.

He was not very committed to the whole quitting thing until I made it into a personal challenge - like Let's see how long you can go without Coke. I decided that I would be encouraging and give up Coke myself.

Somehow this has tapped into his competitive nature (even if it is competition against himself!) and succeeded beyond my wildest dreams. I think it's been about three weeks now, but we're at the point where we're no longer counting the days and have lost track of the exact length of time. It's quite amazing.

I still find myself longing for pop every once in a while, but since I've quit, I've been noticing more media coverage about the evils of sweetened carbonated beverages.

Viva chocolate milk!

[Press release link via Goodspeed Update]

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Tags: apete, coke, food, pop, soda

April 26, 2005

One man's crushing blow to Cleveland's tourism industry

"If you go to Cleveland, you'd probably see a million of me walking around."
- Scott Savol, American Idol

I have a new least favorite mental image. I may have nightmares tonight.

(P.S. Constantine, we are not having fun yet. Nor were we at any point during that song you sang.)

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Tags: american idol, american idol 4, cleveland, scott savol, tv

April 25, 2005

Pity to lose my mind after paying all that tuition...

All I've been saying all evening is "I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done."

The funniest joke in the world to me right now is:

What's me and sounds like a bell?


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Tags: school of information


Please feel free to download my current sentiments, which have kindly been set to music by a certain Mr Cooper.

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Tags: school of information, university of michigan

April 24, 2005

Less than 24 hours left...

... in my graduate school career.

A little more than 23 hours in which to finish my last two papers!

I graduate on Friday and become jobtitleless. I can no longer fill in "student." Now I am just plain "unemployed."

Oh holy hell.

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Tags: school of information

Interview time IV: A New Interview

These questions are from Alfie:

1. What was your favorite class in college?
My freshman seminar: To France and Back. It was all about cross-cultural communication and colored a lot of my later work/interactions at Albion, my year abroad and the rest of my life.

2. If you had the power to turn any fictional character into a real person, who would it be and what would you do with them (talk, kill them, etc.)?
Gilbert Blythe! At last you and I can be together! You will be so confused and disoriented in the 21st century, but I shall take care of you, my love.

No! I have a better one! I would just follow Anakin Skywalker around everywhere he went, heckling his dialogue. Excellent.

3. What has been the most exciting day of your life so far?
Exciting? I don't know if I even like things that are exciting. I like things that are peaceful. Usually when something is too exciting, I stress out and get cranky. Um, I guess maybe the day of my 29-hour journey to Aberdeen?

4. Do you have any superstitions?
More neuroses and delusions than superstitions, I think. I don't ever do anything special in order to ensure that I will win the lottery, for example, I just call on my innate psychic ability to pick the numbers. Which, for some reason, doesn't work. I think it's bad luck for a black cat to cross your path if it has a big feathery tail and a white stripe down its back.

5. If you had a stuffed badger, what would you name it?

This is a meme, so if you're interested in being interviewed by me, here are the rules:

1. Leave me a comment saying "interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions here. They will be different questions than the ones above.
3. You will update YOUR blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

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Tags: boys, gilbert blythe, interviews, memes

April (snow) showers make Sarahs glower

View from the front door

Awwwwwwww, hellz no.

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Tags: photos, weather

Unconscious Mutterings

Yet another meme!

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Tags: memes, unconscious mutterings

April 23, 2005

Interview time III: Revenge of the Interview

These questions are from Bob:

- Do you know how this thing works? (it animates, be patient!)
Um, I've actually seen it somewhere else this week, with an explanation and everything. However, all of my surfing tends to blend together after a while, so that I can't remember where I found things. It has something to do with the way they're staggered - that they are separated vertically such that a little rearranging creates a whole new person out of the body parts of others. Yesh.

- You seem easily annoyable. What annoys you the most?
Oh no! Is that my reputation? I'm not sure I want to be that person! But it's true - there are a lot of things that annoy me. I think the most annoying thing is when people don't live up to their potential.

- What's a hidden talent you wish you had?
I s'pose it would be nice to be able to sing. Or breakdance!

- What's the single biggest difference between The French and us Amerikuns?
Hmmmmm. I don't like to pick just one! I think one of my favorites is the pace of life, which is sort of married to the work-life balance. A 35-hour work week! Leisurely meals! The month of August off work!

- Favorite cereal? (mine's Fruity Pebbles.)
There's a little something in France called Kellogg's Extra. For someone who doesn't like dark chocolate, I have to admit that it is perfectly acceptable to combine the substance with cereal and little chunks of hazelnut. It's almost like a granola in texture and best eaten as a snack, with your fingers or a HUGE spoon. I'm not sure I've ever actually tried to pour milk over it and actually eat it as a cereal. Anyway, it's the best thing ever invented.

This is a meme, so if you're interested in being interviewed by me, here are the rules:

1. Leave me a comment saying "interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions here. They will be different questions than the ones above.
3. You will update YOUR blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

srah | 11:37 PM | Comments (0) | TrackBack
Tags: cereal, france, interviews, kellogg's extra, memes

Another black day in my athletic career

Dear The People Who Are In Charge Of Picking These Things,

It is with great regret that I inform you that I missed the deadline for the NFL Draft. Things were very busy this week and my mind was elsewhere. I assure you, however, that I will make an effort to declare my eligibility next year.

Hope you're not too disappointed,


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Tags: sports

Proof that you can combine blogging and professional basketball as long as you are not me

Paul Shirley, please continue blogging.

[via swirlspice]

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Tags: sports

My ongoing love affair with Doug

I think Doug and I have hit a rough spot. He claims to have the Most Variety In The World... EVAR, but I still hear Head Games every single day and sometimes several times in one day.

Maybe I should start seeinghearing other stations, Doug.

Doug has these fascinating bumpers. I like the one that says,

"You can't spell 'variety' without 'Doug.'
... Oh wait, yes you can."

That is my kind of humour, folks. That kind of humor and humility is one of the things that made me fall in love with Doug in the first place. But now he has other bumpers, claiming things like "You know your favorite song? Well here it is."

Doug, you should know better. You should know that if you're going to make that kind of claim, the next song can't be Semisonic's Closing Time. It's bad enough that you want to play that kind of thing, Doug. I wouldn't mind if you did it on your own time, but when I'm around I'd really rather hear something else.

But when you make these kinds of claims, you just can't play Closing Time. Doug, I feel like you don't even know me anymore. Closing Time is not my favorite song, as you claim. Closing Time just gives me vivid flashbacks to my terrible film class project and all of the jumping and bouncing and spinning therein. Oh, the spinning. THE SPINNING, DOUG!

I don't know; maybe you're doing it on purpose. At one point I thought we were made for each other, but now you seem to be trying to make yourself attractive to a wider audience, as though I'm not enough for you. These head games are too much for me, Doug. I still really like you, but I think maybe we should cool off for a while.

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Tags: closing time, doug fm, film class, music, radio

srah blah blah: Killing Spaniards with stale cookies since March

Thanks to some collaboration between the US Postal Service and the Spanish post office, my Great International Secret Blog Exchange package has finally arrived to its recipient!

The chocolate chip cookies I baked are now, unfortunately, at least a month and a half old and probably crumbled to bits. So that's what that was supposed to be! Enjoy!

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Tags: cookies, great international secret blog exchange

April 21, 2005

Interview time! 2: Eclectic Boogaloo

I would like to preface this by saying that for a person who has apparently lived in like a billion places, I don't feel like I've lived in a lot of different places. :(

These questions are from Sarah:

1. dude. you've lived in like a billion places. which one was the easiest to live in, and why?
Home is always easiest. There's free laundry and people make me dinner! That said, it's not always easy to live at home and this baby bird does look forward to fleeing the nest (or being shoved out by the Mama and Papa Birds and living in a cardboard nest on the street, begging for worms). But in terms of "ease" of living, home is where it's at.

2. dude. you've lived in like a billion places. which one was your least favorite, and why?
My most unhappy experience was, of course, my internship this summer in the Loire Valley. That said, I was in the Loire Valley. The location had nothing to do with my misery - it was great and swell and amazing. Even the abbey was a pretty spectacular piece of work. It all boils down to the people and the fact that I was really unhappy working there.

3. dude. you've lived in like a billion places. how did you end up at albion college with a bachelor's in french (which somehow seems almost as useless as a ba in english...)?
What? French is a very useful degree! You can...

Well, you can...

Okay, not very useful. But ever since high school, I saw my undergrad degree as the first step on the way to a master's. I had to get a degree in something before I could go to library school, and French was something I liked and was good at. And I'd get to study abroad!

4. the degree you're getting now (an MSI [what's the "i" for]) seems a far cry from french and humanties and the like. what drew you to it?
MSI is a Master of Science in Information. As J points out, we will all soon be able to start signing things as MASTERS OF INFORMATION! Mwah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Anyway, back to the rest of the question. Technically, the general MSI isn't that far from the humanities. It's the study of all that is information! I think a lot of people are coming from humanities and social science backgrounds, although they usually have more luck in the Library & Information Services or Archives & Records Management specializations. I'm in Human-Computer Interaction, which is probably best for those with backgrounds in computer science or psychology. We humanities people are often a bit weak, but I like to think that we bring a "real-world" influence to the program and help the CS people realize who they're designing for. Something like that.

As for why I was drawn from French to Information, it was actually sort of the other way around (see previous question).

5. isn't it cool that we have the same name? why did your parents give it to you (biblical reasons, your 5th aunt on your father's side was name it, etc)?
Little bit from column A... little bit from column B... It's a family name but I can't remember exactly who I'm named for. My sister and I both have Old Testament names, so that's probably significant. My middle name comes from Abigail Adams, second First Lady of the US (as well as first Second Lady! I bet she was confused.) I'm sure srahmom will chime in and fill you all in on the exact background of my name.

This is a meme, so if you're interested in being interviewed by me, here are the rules:

1. Leave me a comment saying "interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions here. They will be different questions than the ones above.
3. You will update YOUR blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

srah | 11:52 AM | Comments (15) | TrackBack
Tags: memes

April 20, 2005

Blogging from bed... with sexxxy results?

Dear DHL Man Who Just Delivered Isidore's New AC Adaptor,

Sorry about jumping into your arms and covering you in kisses like that. I think I got a little carried away.

I picked the LatterSecond-Day delivery option when I ordered it yesterday. I wasn't expecting to get it until tomorrow, but apparently by ordering it before noon, I got it the next day!

W00t! Worry-free computing!


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Tags: technology

Note to archivists: HCI pwned j00!

Tuesday is my big day for watching TV, by which I mean I actually watch TV. The only times I do this with anything approaching regularity are Sunday night's Adult Swim lineup and Tuesday (basically 7-10 because... hell, it's already on...).

Usually before our big American Idol get-together, we turn on the TV for Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy!. Last night, one of the contestants on Wheel of Fortune introduced herself as an "interface architect." Pat Sajak was obviously confused by this job title but she said something along the lines of, "You know interfaces? I architect them." Hooray for inexplicable educational backgrounds and career paths! With her propensity for using nouns as verbs and ours for using mangled fields of study as job titles*, I wouldn't have been surprised if she had graduated from the School of Information.

I just thought it was notable because you don't see a lot of "interface architects" on TV and because she totally kicked ass and solved every single puzzle including the $25,000 bonus round at the end. I've never seen an archivist do that!

* "Yeah, we're all in training to become Human-Computer Interaction...ists?"

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Tags: hci, information architecture, school of information, tv, wheel of fortune

Everyone but me is a big stupid idiot

You would think that in a high-stress week full of finals and papers and things, I would be driven crazy by something academic-like. But this week, my main annoyance has been: People who don't use their turn signals.

It's annoying enough when you don't use a turn signal when you want to turn. It's called a turn signal for a reason and if you're not using it for that reason, that's just stupid. You can't claim you didn't know that was what it's for. It's in the freaking name! Do you put legwarmers on your head? DO YOU???

What's been annoying me more than that, however, is people who don't use their turn signal when they want to change lanes. If you are in front of me and you are slowing down for no apparent reason, I will go into the other lane to go around you! And if it turns out that you were slowing down because you wanted to get into the lane that I'm now in, there's no way that you can blame me or be annoyed that I'm in the place you want to be. I am not psychic! I cannot read your mind! If only they'd invent some kind of device that would allow you to communicate to me your desire to change lanes! If only!


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Knowing is half the battle. The other half is the Help function.

A big shout-out goes to tbone, she of the abandoned blog, for teaching me yesterday how to use the Fill > Series... command in Excel to fill in columns or rows with consecutive numbers. Previously I had done this manually, although I knew there was a way to make Excel fill them in for you.

Last semester, I was in a Marketing project with a group of engineers. They were wizards at Excel, whereas I had never ever ever used it for a class project. They filled in fields with such abandon that their fingers (and mouses) flew over the screen too fast for me to catch on to how it was done.

But now I know! Oh Excel, there is so much that we do not yet know about each other...

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Tags: technology


I had a dream last night where I was on a car trip with Cheryl, Robin and Harini and we stopped to get ice cream at this roadside stand. I went to the bathroom, but it had a big window into the stall, which looked right out onto the ice cream line. So people could see in! My grandma was there too and she was making fun of me.

Then I was back in Vichy and ran into two of my hôtellerie students, who were now selling electronics. I was disappointed that they hadn't gone very far in hôtellerie but they did speak pretty good English.

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Tags: dream

April 19, 2005

Pack of papists picked a pickled papal patriarch

New popes are all well and good, but not when the announcement preempts my mid-day Jeopardy! watching!

Not an auspicious beginning, PB-16! I'm watching you!

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Tags: philosophy & religion



... but for now I think I'll try to enjoy the freedom.

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Tags: job search, school of information

April 17, 2005

Unconscious Mutterings

I am unconscious! And muttering! And associating, freely!

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Tags: memes, unconscious mutterings

Interview time!

These questions are from Jamelah:

1. Why do you like Neil Diamond so much? (Not that this needs justifying, or anything, because, well, Neil, but yeah, why?)
Neil Diamond is the antithesis of cool, which makes him so much cooler. I am naturally contumacious and hate to go with the crowd so if everybody else is listening to 50 Cent, I will be listening to Neil Diamond, goddammit!

My love for TEH NEIL!!!1oneone really began in the summer of 2003 when we went on a road trip in Cheryl's parents' van and her dad's 3-CD Neil Diamond set was almost the entire extent of the music we had along. If you listen to Neil Diamond long enough, you start to realize that his lyrics either a) don't make sense, or b) if they do make sense, they're about sex.

I like dirty old man music.

2. Because I think the way a person prepares to face another day tells a lot about her, what is your typical morning routine?
As some in the audience may know, I am lazy above all else. My alarm goes off at 6:30 but I usually sleep through it. My parents come along around 7 and tell me that it's 7, which is still not enough to get me out of bed. Usually I grab Isidore and check my email and dink around on the Internet until my alarm turns off and stops playing music at 7:30. Then I think about getting out of bed. Sometimes I do. I like to be in the shower by 7:45 - sometimes this happens, sometimes it doesn't. I shower, put in contacts, get dressed, do my hair, then realize that I'm going to be late to wherever I'm going so I drive to campus and have to pay for parking.

3. What's your favorite place on the planet (that you've visited), and why is it your favorite?
Bed is number one, because... bed is the best place to be. I can't explain it - you have to understand for yourself. Even if I'm not sleeping, it's warm and comfortable. Ah, bed.

Oh, you mean like a vacation destination? I think the place I carry around in my head as the best place I've ever been is the Pont du Gard. I went there all by myself in February 2001 and just walked around and sat around all day in the sunshine. The weather was unnaturally warm and everything was pleasant. I know that at the time, I was lonely while enjoying the sunshine, but in my mental snapshot, I don't feel that.

4. When you were a kid, what did you think you wanted to be when you grew up? How has this changed (or not changed) over time?
I wanted to be a scientist at one point. Before that, I probably just wanted to be a princess. The first serious, accessible career goal I remember was "scientist," though, because that sounded like a smart-person career.

Next I wanted to be a journalist. I started our third grade newspaper and was involved in the founding of our elementary school-wide newspaper, the Mitchell Talks News. I worked on the newspaper in middle school, too, but didn't get into the high school newspaper for some reason.

In early high school I wanted to go into advertising, which still interests me theoretically but isn't really a field I'd like to work in.

By late high school I was a shelver at the library and wanted to work my way up to librarian. That colored my decisions for the next four or five years until I realized I wanted to do something with web design (but didn't have any formal skills). I took a basic CS class at Albion, but the web stuff we learned wasn't really challenging to me. I had planned for years to go to SI but by the time I graduated from Albion I realized I wanted to do something more computery than traditional library science.

So I did HCI, having no real concept of what HCI was, other than that it was the computer-related specialization of the library school. I thought about that for a while, but I never really got into HCI or imagined myself in any particular HCI career.

So now I'm into international education and hoping that my interest in this field will only grow from here...

5. This is my favorite game. Out of the following three celebrities, if you had no choice but to shag one, shove another off a cliff, and marry the other, who gets what and why? Your choices are ex-Backstreet Boy Nick Carter, Ryan Seacrest, and this guy from the show Lost. Go.
This is tough. Two of them really ought to go over the edge and I think I'm kind of in love with Sayid, which makes his fascination with Shannon all the stupider. Actually, I'm not sure if you're talking about the character or the actor. And if you're talking about the character, do I get stuck on the island if I marry him? Do I rescue him from the island? Am I sitting at home, worrying about him?

Whoa. I have put too much thought into this. Okay, my first temptation was to push Ryan Seacrest off the cliff and shout "Seacrest OUT!" but now I'm thinking he might have more money than Nick C. So my answers are: push Carter, quickie marriage/annulment with Seacrest (with no pre-nup) and shagging Naveen Andrews.

This is a meme, so if you're interested in being interviewed by me, here are the rules:

1. Leave me a comment saying "interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions here. They will be different questions than the ones above.
3. You will update YOUR blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

srah | 10:22 AM | Comments (7) | TrackBack
Tags: memes

April 15, 2005

My baby!

Isidore is fine. I borrowed Mr B******'s power cord and powered him up and now he seems to be running correctly. So the problem, it seems, is all in some part of the chargey thing. No fear of surges or other brain damage from his time in a coma.


Update: Well, I've now discovered that he won't run on battery power and will only work when directly plugged into the wall. Boo hoo. I don't know if he just needs a new battery or if it's something worse than that, but... well, I'm not as worried as I once was.

srah | 10:31 AM | TrackBack
Tags: isidore, technology

Pedestrians, beware!

Um... bad-ass?I've had pretty bad headaches the past couple of days because I can't find any of my sunglasses (last I knew, I owned three pairs) and I've been squinting at the sun. I went shopping at Meijer and browsed the sunglasses section, but they were all around $25! Hell if I'm going to spend $25 on sunglasses, which I will then LOSE, and I'm especially not going to do so at Meijer.

Robin and I made a small trip to Target today, where prices were much more reasonable. For the less than price of one pair of Meijer-sunglasses, I got two pairs at Target.

One of the pairs of sunglasses has the magical power to turn me into a total jerk when driving. I put them on this evening before heading off to meet Noor and drove off into the sunset, crushing pedestrians under my tires and revving the engine at those I'd missed.

No, seriously, I just felt really cool in these sunglasses and it gave me a certain confidence that leads to cockiness and assholery.

VROOOM! Get the hell out of my way, pedestrian!

VRRROOOOM! Who do you think you are, pulling out in front of me?

VRRROOOOMRRROOOM! Walk a little faster buddy, or I'll drive through you!

The power of these glasses is fearsome. I should, perhaps, wear the other pair for a while, just to be safe.

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Tags: driving, fashion, sunglasses

April 14, 2005

Fretful mother

My baby is sick. My baby is sick. My baby is sick. What am I going to do?

I got home from the David Sedaris thing (was it a lecture? Was it a reading? What was it? It was a "thing."), sat down in front of Isidore to blog and... nothing. I pushed the power button and nothing happened. I started to panic and push it more often and hold it down and anything I could think of that might make him spring back to life. Spring he did not.

"Maybe his battery is dead?" I speculated to my parents. I followed his cord to the voltage adapter box thing, whose LED wasn't lit up. The power isn't flowing correctly from the wall to Isidore - something is wrong with the adapter or with the cord that connects the outlet to the adapter. I'm assuming that he isn't booting up because his battery is dead and I'm hoping it's not that there was some kind of surge that fried the adapter and Isidore. Still, it doesn't seem like his battery should have run down in the 2.5 hours I was gone, especially assuming he was plugged in for at least part of that. I don't know what's wrong with him - if it's him or if it's the adapter or what.

If it is the adapter, am I going to have to send away to Dell for a replacement? How long will that take, right about the time I'm supposed to be doing finals?

Oh dear, poor baby. What happens if I can't get power to him any time soon? Will the auxiliary power running all of his important internal things run out?

He's very important to me. I'm very upset.

srah | 10:34 PM | TrackBack
Tags: isidore, technology

'I've never killed anyone... with a hammer.'

Dear David (since I'm all about the open letters this week),

IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyou and I kinda want to be you.

Your loving gnome,

srah | 10:27 PM
Tags: books, david sedaris

Mmmmm, ratburger

The McDonalds nearest to my house was torn down recently and a suspiciously McDonalds-shaped building is going up on that same lot, though it looks like it's turned at a 90° angle in order to trick us.

I like to think that it was so full of disease and pestilence that the health inspector recommended they just start over.

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Tags: food

I'm beginning to look a lot like Thanksgiving

I have no spring wardrobe*. My between-winter-and-summer clothing selection is mostly made up of dark and earthy colors that are more appropriate in the autumn.

I don't really want a spring wardrobe. Pastels are not for me. I've tried shopping in the spring and the only things on the shelves are pastels and horrible shades of neon green. I love the shapes and textures and styles of spring clothing, but there are no colors I would feel comfortable wearing in public.

But I still feel funny walking around in orange and dark red when there are no leaves to go with my shirt. I am clashing with Nature!

I'll have to begin celebrating Autumn in April. Bonfire, anyone?

* I want to write Spring wardrobe, so that you know that I am talking about the season and not a wardrobe made out of springs. But grammar tells me not to. Grammar! Cruel mistress!

srah | 11:39 AM | TrackBack
Tags: fashion

I mock you with my robot pants

Dear Michigan Daily,

I have not yet read today's front-page article, Computer breeches worry experts, but I would like to let you know that computer breeches worry me too. I am not an expert in the domain of computers or pants, but it seems to me that these are two things that you do not want to combine. Suppose you sit in something wet and short-circuit yourself! Apparently these are computer security breeches, though, so perhaps the world of fashion technology has taken these kinds of things into consideration.

I am still worried. And so are the experts.

[thanks to Mr B****** for pointing out the story]

srah | 9:22 AM | Comments (3) | TrackBack
Tags: discovered

Excuse me, what did he do in his hat?

Dear iTunes Music Store,

You disappoint me, dear. Really, you do. I expect you to meet all of my music needs and, well, okay, I have to admit that sometimes you come through for me. Thank you for:

  • the Vincent Delerm song, which would have been hard to find in the US if it weren't for you.
  • Dido's White Flag, which was an impulse buy that came at a time when I needed that sort of sentiment.
  • De-Phazz's Jazz Music, which I heard as Muzak at The Limited, asked the manager what it was, she went digging through things in the back to find the playlist and which I luckily recognized among the four hours of music on there. I don't know where I would have found that if I didn't have you, dear iTunes Music Store.
  • Duran Duran's Hungry Like the Wolf, which I probably could have found somewhere else but it was so convenient just to buy it from you.
  • The Ballad of Peter Pumpkinhead by Crash Test Dummies, Changes by David Bowie and all the other lovely things you have provided for me.

But dear iTunes Music Store, you've come through for me so many times in the past that now I have high expectations for you. When you don't have something, it breaks my heart so much more than if a plain old store doesn't have it. Sometimes I need you, dear iTunes Music Store, and you're not there for me. This pain is heart-wrenching when I want to blog about how I misunderstood lyrics and I can't remember exactly what I misheard.

I think it's perfectly normal to hear the lyrics of Manfred Mann's Earth Band's "Blinded By the Light" as:

Blinded by the light
Wrapped up like a douche
in the middle of the night

rather than

Blinded by the light
revved up like a deuce
another runner in the night

because a) it's not like one makes more sense than the other and b) everyone hears the line that way, to the point where I knew I'd heard something about the "wrapped up like a douche" line but I couldn't remember if I'd heard that it was wrong or if I'd heard that it was one of those things everyone thinks must be wrong but is, in fact, right.

Oh my god, that sentence was long.

Anyway, I heard the song on the radio (DougFM!) today, misheard the lyrics and had the "wrapped up like a douche" line in my head all night although I doubted its veracity. Then I wanted to blog about another line I'd misheard in the song - something about a girly-girly giving him anal with a Curly Wurly*, but I couldn't remember exactly how I'd heard the line. I think that this kind of important information is worth 99¢, dude. It's valuable blog-research.

But I was DENIED, dear iTunes Music Store. Just as I was denied when looking for Oliver's Good Morning Starshine or, for that matter, the soundtrack from the movie version of Oliver!. Just think of all the times when you could have taken advantage of me and my late-night impulse buying and you failed.

I hope you're happy.

* "And little Early-Pearly came by in his curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride." I'm not sure where I got anal from.

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Tags: misheard lyrics, music

Dreams, etc.

When I woke up this morning, I looked at my watch and one hand was on the 9 and the other on the 12. 9am, thort I, An excellent time to wake up.

Alas, 11:45 is not so excellent a time to wake up. Who on earth needs that much sleep?

I wish I'd woken up earlier because I was having a really frustrating dream about golfing with all of these preppy people. I had never been golfing (I have never been golfing in real life, either) and was very nervous and didn't know what I was doing. The first girl took her shot and it popped up in the air and hit a tree branch, so it only went about 10 feet. Now that I think about it, what were we doing, golfing through trees? Oh well, doesn't matter - I think it was someone's back yard, anyway. So when it was my turn, I kept having to set up my shot because I didn't have room to swing or the ball was on a hill and kept rolling away or I didn't have a good angle through the trees. So it took me about 20 minutes to set up my shot, then I did it and it actually went quite well and got near the hole. But then the girl who'd taken that first bad shot got jealous and picked up my ball and started flying it around in circles like an airplane and dropped it even further away from the hole than her ball had been. Jerk-ass.

Yesterday I took a nap and dreamt that I was walking along this path next to some railroad tracks, with a fence between the path and the tracks. Suddenly the path was blocked by some big metal bars so I had to cut through a hole in the fence and cross the tracks. On the other side of the tracks there was a river and this boat arrived just as I got there. This woman grabbed me and was like, "You have to help these high school students that are arriving," or something. I never ended up having to help anyone, which seemed sort of strange at the time. Next thing I knew I was living in a house with a bunch of people including the woman who grabbed me and I suddenly realized I didn't have my debit card because she'd stolen it out of my purse when she grabbed me. I knew it would be hard to find the debit card but I wanted to make sure she would get caught and I thought it would help the police if I took a picture of her. So I got out my digital camera and I tried to take a picture but there wasn't enough light and the picture wouldn't take. She was getting annoyed by me standing in front of her with the camera. I turned on some lights but it still wouldn't take. She got up and went to a different room and I followed her, turning on lights and trying to take the picture. She kept moving all over the house and at one point it finally worked and I got a series of about five shots of her. Once I'd taken the picture, though, I realized she would just steal the camera and delete the pictures so I came up with the brilliant plan that I would have to sleep with my camera in my pants.

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Tags: dream

April 12, 2005

Prisoner QueSrah, welcome to your cell

As if accounts at Blogger, Xanga, LiveJournal and my real blog weren't enough, BEHOLD!  Here is srah's Yahoo! 360° account!

(Yahoo! 360° is Yahoo!'s attempt to make a sort of all-in-one online presence, with blogs, photos, reviews and social networking system all tied together.)

First of all, I really don't think it's a good idea to give your Internet product a name with a character that's not on the keyboard. Second, I don't have high hopes for this blog thing (not just for me - I think it's pretty much a given that I'm not going to be using this regularly when I already have all of these alternatives - but for the world in general) because people like blogging in THEIR OWN SPACE. That's what makes them feel comfortable.

Yahoo! has this strange "renting" metaphor going on - my invitation from Yogi says:

I've rented my own place on Yahoo! 360 and I'd like you to connect to me so we can stay in touch. You can touch my blog, my photos, my lists - and all sorts of things that matter to me. You can rent a personal page and blog of your own, which will be linked to mine. Because who wouldn't want to be linked to mine?!!?

MT lets you publish to your own space. It's sort of like owning your own home. LJ and Blogger make that illusion with customized templates so that you can make the place your own.  Yahoo! is like the Albion College dorms, where you cannot use nails or tacks on the walls - just sticky tack - and as a result, all of your belongings fall off the walls and the ugly institutional white color of the walls shows through. There's no personalization so there's never the comfort of home.

Anyway, if you want to have a go at it, I've got 99 invitations.

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Tags: blogging

April 11, 2005

My blog is making me stupid.

I am at the point where I only remember things if I have blogged about them. Things happen, people tell me things and they are lost into the ether unless I record them here. Times and dates of things I have to do in the future have no hope at all, because they haven't happened yet so there's no story to blog. *Poof* they are gone. So let me say, so that I can stop forgetting and trying to double-book myself:

I have a hott date to see David Sedaris at the Michigan Theater on Thursday. I mustn't forget this because a) I have to impress my hott date and b) David is going to find me in the audience and love me and adopt me as his own personal gnome* and take me back to Paris with him where we will live happily ever after in a house full of strange medical models. W00t!

So let it be written, so let it be done.

* My gnome name will be G-Nomey. Yo.

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Tags: david sedaris, time management

Burn it!

Today's the last day to sign up for Neurotic Fishbowl's latest CD swap. After a year away from these things (last spring, I had a lot of people in my groups who didn't participate) I've decided to give it another try because I like the theme:

Music that makes you want to roll down your windows/open your sunroof/put down your convertible top and sing along at the top of your lungs. It's spring time and I want music that makes you feel good. It doesn't haven't to be a happy song, but it does have to be great music to drive to.

I'm having trouble cutting my CD down to a burnable length! Visit her site for more information and email her today if you want to get in on the swap!

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Tags: cd swap

April 10, 2005

Sunday afternoon with srahfamily

"Mom, you're gonna have to give up your dream of Brady prostitution."
- Alfie

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Tags: srahfam

Unconscious Mutterings

This is the part of Sprockets where we sleep. But first... free associations!

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Tags: memes, unconscious mutterings

April 8, 2005

She's so hot right now...

I've gotten about six hours of sleep in the past two days and I'm NOT EVEN TIRED! I'm not! If you say I am, I'll FIGHT YOU! Who you tryin' to get crazy with, ese? Don't you know I'm loco?

To recap: Sarah is mentally exhausted and has turned into Hansel from Zoolander. It's one of those days.

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April 7, 2005

Number one thought in my mind right now: 'Gllllllgggzzzz'

Dear Sarah's brain,

3:30 pm is too early to fall asleep. That's going to have to wait about 12 hours, dearie. Stop snoring and get back to work on your paper.

Sarah's typing fingers

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Tags: school of information

'And the lovetrain rides from coast to coast/ DJ's the man we love the most'

I love this strange freedom that radio stations have to change formats and target demographics suddenly and without warning. You don't really see that anywhere else. Keds doesn't wake up one day and decide it's going to shift its focus from soccer moms to young urban males.*

Earlier this week, WDRQ (local hip-hop/top 40 station) changed format and became Doug FM. Usually when you say a station has changed format, it really just means that they've changed their music selection and target audience. In this case, they really have changed the format of the station. Now it's basically a huge iPod Shuffle, with a vast selection of music from the 1960s to today that just plays all day long. They fired the whole staff so there are no DJs, there's no morning show - there's just music and commercials.

No DJs? No morning show? Sweet bliss.

I would like DJs if they did what they were supposed to do: play music, tell me what they had played, then shut up and play some more music. I don't need them to spend five minutes detailing exactly what they think of each contestant on American Idol. That's what I read blogs for. When I'm in the car, I want something I can crank up and sing my head off with**, not you yapping. But I don't know of many DJs who do what I want them to do - they're all trying to be radio personalities instead, blathering on about themselves as if we were in some way emotionally attached to them.

Don't even get me started on morning shows and rush-hour drive-home shows. These would be good if they were informative. Morning shows could tell you, in between songs, what the weather is so as to make your daily clothing selection decision an informed one. They could tell you about big news stories. They could tell you about the traffic so that you knew which routes to take. They do do*** this but they also feel it necessary to yap on a lot more about a lot of things no one cares about and do terribly "entertaining" things like prank calling people. I think morning/rush hour show hosts are just failed comedians and actors (see "Bonaduce, Danny") who are taking advantage of our ears to try out their material and who end up demonstrating why they have failed.


So in conclusion, I think I'm becoming rather fond of Doug FM's new format. The only reason I'd mourn the absence of DJs is that there's no one there to answer the phones when I want request the Tears for Fears song that's been in my head for two days.

* Have just pictured Nelly as Keds' celebrity endorser. Hee hee hee hee hee.
** Like "Yellow Brick Road".
*** "Don't tell me about what you don't do; tell me about what you do do."
**** Personal vendettas: is there any other reason to have a blog?

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Tags: ann arbor, djs, doug fm, radio, tom ryan, wdrq

Pondered whilst doing laundry at 1 am:

Why is it that on TV, someone's always disastrously putting a red sock in with their load of white laundry?

How often do you see people in red socks, anyway?

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April 5, 2005

A bit of bad news for a loved one

My poor darling Peter. I'm behind you, dear. You can beat this!

I loved you in that green sweater on New Year's Eve 1999, by the way. Um, not that I remember what you were wearing on a specific day five years ago or anything. Ahem.

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Tags: discovered

Yet, reck'ning by their natal day/ These shoes are not yet even five!

When I looked through my closet there,
I found shoes rarely worn by me;
And so my blog would be less bare,
I wished you all to see.
I said "It's not a pair of heels,
a pair of sneakers or a clog."
It's necessary, Sarah feels,
To show it on her blog.

A pair of Docs?

A pair of Docs,
A most ingenious pair of Docs!
I've got new loafers in their box,
But none quite like this pair of Docs!

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Tags: gilbert and sullivan, my favorite posts, parodies, shoes, the pirates of penzance

April 4, 2005

If you are in SI 688, you are disqualified

Quiz: What are these lists of?

List One

  1. Shelving
  2. Paperweight
  3. Doorstop
  4. Make water level rise
  5. Weightlifting
  6. Building something
  7. Weapon
  8. Home for a mouse
  9. Flower pot
  10. Building a small, safe fire
  11. Raising appliances from floor level
  12. Stool
  13. Break it up and use it as paving material

List Two

  1. Cleaning out a mouse
  2. Changing the time on a car clock
  3. Clipping papers together
  4. Exercising fingers
  5. Reaching hard-to-reach places
  6. Patching things in electric circuits
  7. Getting electrocuted

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Tags: school of information

For the record

In addition to my Dharma Bums (the name of this drink probably bothers me most because I know someone named Dharma and don't really want to think about her bum), I bought myself a blueberry scone. Because, remember, the whole point was to Put Food In Me, not to Put Beverage In Me.

Here is a rule of thumb: real blueberries are good. Fakety fake-ass blueberries of fakery are not good. What are these things? They ain't blueberries, that's for sure. Real blueberries have a nice tartness to them and a crisp juiciness about them that is very pleasurable*. These are microscopic balls of sweetness and bluey-purplish color. They are not contributing to my overall scone experience in any significant way.

I call shenanigans on the fake blueberry industry!

* No, wait, that's a nectarine. No, wait, that's a HUMAN HEAD!!!!11

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Tags: food

The ongoing saga of srah vs. sports

I am a sports fiend!

As some of you may have followed and others of you may have waited with baited breath* to learn, if I had been involved in some kind of NCAA basketball pool (which I WASN'T) I would have come in last place among the other people NOT participating in said IMAGINARY pool and won back the five dollars that I DIDN'T illegally bet on the outcome of the tournament.

Victory! Sweet sweet breaking even!**

On the heels of this triumph comes my new foray into the world of sports wagering: Fantasy Baseball. Fantasy Baseball, unlike NCAA basketball pools, is completely legal and sanctioned by none other than Yahoo!. So this one, I'm actually doing instead of PRETENDING to do.

Here's a fun fact about fantasy baseball: It's a whole freaking lot more complicated than an (imaginary) NCAA basketball pool. With an NCAA basketball pool, I hypothesize that you would get a blank bracket with the names of the teams going in and just have to decide the outcome of each game. With fantasy baseball, you're down to the level of picking players. What the crap do I know about actual baseball players?

Luckily, Yahoo! is prepared for people like me and automates most of the process. You don't even have to pick any players if you don't want - the computer will draft your team for you if you don't put any preferences. I couldn't let that happen, so I ranked my top 25 choices. These include Roger Clemens and Ken Griffey, Jr. (because they're the only members of Mr Burns' dream team that are still playing), Derek Jeter (because of Derek Jeter's Taco Hole) and five people named Rodriguez (because I fantasized of having a team full of Rodriguezes, which would be a lot easier to keep track of, but there weren't enough to go around!)

I haven't yet checked to see how my team ended up after the draft. Cari tells me I have three Rodriguezes, which I suppose is enough for me.

Play ball!

* Have you been eating WORMS? Go brush your teeth!
** Well technically, I would have been breaking even anyway, because this pool doesn't exist. Remember?

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Tags: sports

Attention: There is no point to this post

Right. Haven't blogged in a while, so I guess I'd best do so before I lose the touch.

I'm in a foul, cranky mood today, which I thought might be improved by Putting Food In Me*. I had some extra time, so I went to Amer's on the way to work. While waiting in line, I actually looked at the menu instead of mindlessly ordering a chai as I usually do. They had something called Dharma Bums, which I'm almost positive also exists at the Amer's on Church Street, but with a different name. It's half hot milk, half Earl Grey with a splash of almond flavoring. I think I'd rather get it at the Church Street location because I felt really puritanically uncomfortable saying "bums" to the counterperson. It made me think of posteriors and I don't want to order anyone's bottom.

Anyway, I like Earl Grey and milk! I like almonds!

As it turns out, this beverage is surprisingly... bad. Good. Bood. When I started drinking it, I was glad I only got a small, but it's growing on me. I think it's something every (wo)man will have to try for hermself.

Bood? Hermself? Hey, I just realized that I am HILARIOUS. Now I remember why I like blogging. I am a comedy genius. Go me!

Sorry this is a little bit stream-of-consciousness. Okay, I'm going to stop now.



* Seriously, about 50% of the time that I spend thinking about food (so approximately 45% of my whole day), I connect it with the Simpsons episode where they borrow the Flanders' beach house and Ned has labeled everything with its purpose, including a Post-It™ on the refrigerator that says "Put food in me." I think this is one of my favorite Simpsons moments ever. Oh wait, they're all my favorite.

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Tags: amer's, ann arbor, food, tea, the simpsons

April 3, 2005

Unconscious Mutterings

Greetings, earthlings! Fear not; I bring you free associations!

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Tags: memes, unconscious mutterings

April 2, 2005

Psycho killer? Qu'est-ce que c'est?

SI Proms attended tonight: 1
Hours I danced: approximately 3
Sore feet: 2 (on me anyway)
Pairs of new shoes that are definitely now worn in: 1
Bobby pins I just pulled out of my 'do: 10
Contact lenses which I'm sure will be a pain to get out: 2
Coughs I seem to have contracted: 1
People I danced with: approximately 47,000
Pictures I done taken: A HILLION JILLION
Hours I'm going to sleep now: about 14

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Tags: school of information

April 1, 2005

A time to cast away shoes/ A time to gather shoes together

So, El Papa's not doing so well. The Vatican denies claims that he's slipped into a coma. But what if he were to do so? Here's what I know/think I know about the beliefs and desires of Juan Pablo II:

  • Life is sacred. Keep me alive at all costs.
  • As long as I'm alive, I'm the Pope.

Who's going to make the decisions if God's telephone to Earth is on the fritz? Will a sub-pope be chosen? Will someone put their ear close to his comaey mouth and listen for advice? Will all sort of splinter groups form, some who want to follow his shoe and some who want to follow his gourd and some who will want to take off shoes and some who will want to gather shoes together? Isn't there some kind of system in place? How has this Church made it this far?

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Tags: philosophy & religion

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