2.05.2005 ||> the world's insane and we're all to blame
I'm living in Philadelphia right now and as anyone here can tell you, the Philly Eagles are going to the Superbowl on Sunday. I remember when the Phoenix Suns won the regional championship to play the Bulls in whatever the basketball championship is called. It was nuts. Even my normally sane mother was wearing orange and purple to work. (The fashion police had too much on their hands to catch her) Businesses everywhere were sporting logos and Charles Barkley was on the news every night.
But nothing compares to Eagles fans. They are everywhere, and everything right now is green and white. Last night, the local news affiliate changed the NBC logo to the Eagles mascot. People keep talking about the Eagles as if they were the Boston Red Sox, like they deserve to win because it's been so long since they went to a Superbowl. As anyone from Phoenix can tell you, not making it for a long time doesn't score you any points on the field. After a long wait and a shot at the championship in the 90's, the Phoenix Suns still lost to the Chicago Bulls. I'll cross my fingers for Philly, but I won't get my hopes up.
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Sepra: Hi. It's me, what's up?
Life: Wow. I haven't seen you in awhile! What's going on?
Sepra: Well, I've been trying to get a hold of you for ages! I was wondering if you know of anyone who could help me find employment and a place to live? I could really use your help on this!
Life: Aw, you know I never answer my cell phone! You really have to grab hold of me... I'm pretty busy, you know...
Sepra: Whatever. But really, can you give me a name of someone... just a lead, that's all I need.
Life: Well, my buddy Time might be able to help. He's a great organizer, he might be able to set you up with a plan of attack.
Sepra: Oh, so Time can help? That's what I need!
Life: He's what everyone needs, but make sure to use him wisely or he'll slip away...
Sepra: Sort of like you?
Life: Well, nobody's perfect.
I went over to the 2005 Bloggies site to see who's up this year. All these blogs are so nice. It makes me want to work harder, write more and actually aspire to be interesting. Then, maybe, just maybe, I can also be cool enough to be on the Bloggies in 2006. The reality of it is that I'll probably still be the lazy blogger that I am.
Hope only springs because somehow in the last two days my "page rank" from Google went up by a point. My importance to the internet is now "4/10" rather than "3/10." I have no real idea if this is important or not, since my stats have been going down since last week. Apparently, people actually coming to your site is no indication of your importance. So that's cool.
I hope everyone has a good Candlemas and a good groundhog day (if you believe in that kind of stuff.) Maybe people will one day combine the two holidays and light a bunch of candles in front of the groundhog to make sure he doesn't see his shadow so that spring will be sooner.
I really need spring to be soon this year. My feet haven't been warm since I got back from Thailand in November.
When I was 20, I had a tongue ring for about six months and I loved it. I cried when it fell down the drain one day and was lost to me forever. But what I learned from it will help me for a long time.
One of the things you have to do with a new tongue ring is rinse your mouth out with Listerine after every time you eat for a week or so. I, being an overachiever, rinsed my mouth out with Listerine for about a month. Lo and behold, the next time I went to the dentist, the hygenist was appalled at my jewelry, but ecstatic over my gums.
Fast forward to the other day. I was oh-so-casually trying to get popcorn out from between my teeth when my gums started to complain. A swift regimen of flossing and Listerine and they're as good as... well, 25 year old gums can be.
O thank you tongue ring for making me a better, healthier person today. Never again will I equate rebelliousness with ill health or bad smell.