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Servery Challenge: Fall Edition

Exciting news! At a recent THE 434 reunion, we had a servery challenge!! And for the first time ever, the presentations were filmed!!

Rules: Participants had 15 minutes to cook their “fall” themed dish and think of a name. Voting is done by secret ballot to try to keep Rob from gaming the system, although even this is not fool-proof.

Entries
Rob

Dish Name: Fall Surprise
Ingredients: Pastry shell, chocolate raspberry cranberry mousse, pumpkin granola.

It turns out chocolate-raspberry-cranberry isn't a popular combo for a reason

It turns out chocolate-raspberry-cranberry isn’t a popular combo for a reason

Rachel

Dish Name: Falliage Soup
Ingredients: Pumpkin spice latte, Harris Teeter-brand maple cookies, decorative pumpkin and leaves

Points for presentation

Points for presentation


Cynthia

Dish Name: Fall Appetizer
Ingredients: Indian corn, pimento cheese, crackers

This one would be good IF you like pimento cheese (I do not)

This one would be good IF you like pimento cheese (I do not)

Patricia

Dish Name: Leaves on a Log
Ingredients: Honey crisp apple, peanut butter, Reese’s Pieces

Colorful!!!

Colorful!!!

Matt

Dish Name: Pumpking of Heaven
Ingredients: Pumpkin beer, chocolate almonds, “holy” water

Most interactive!

Most interactive!

Here is the exciting results video!!!!!

Previously: North Carolina Edition
Art museum scavenger hunt

The REAL Story of the Dahlgren’s Trip to Europe

This is the true story…of Cynthia and Matt Dahlgren…who chose to travel around Europe…and have their lives taped…find out what happens…when they stop sharing only the happy photos…and start getting real…

The Real WorldVacation to Europe 2015!”

The struggle is real! This was right before I limped into a "chemist" to buy bandaids for my poor blistered feet.

The struggle is real! This was right before I limped into a “chemist” to buy band-aids for my poor blistered feet.

Important Disclaimer: My main fear in writing this post* is that people will think I am an ungrateful, spoiled brat for complaining about what was clearly an amazing and probably once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to travel and experience some beautiful places with my wonderful husband. I totally appreciate how lucky we are to have been able to afford two weeks in Europe as our Honeymoon/ 1st-anniversary trip. In retrospect, the positive and wonderful moments from our trip completely outweigh the struggles and, given the choice, I would gladly do the trip again in a heartbeat. However, I have to admit that our Facebook album and accounts of the trip to family and friends share a flattering version of our experiences. We selectively edited out some of the stressful and less fun parts of the trip. So here, I will share the REAL version of our trip, unflattering photos and all!

*Of course, I should probably be more concerned about my rambly and incoherent writing style being judged by Patricia and many of her readers who are excellent writers…I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors and confusing, run-on sentences that are my signature.

Random sad time: when the lens cover on Matt's phone cracked, so we had to use our point-and-shoot camera the rest of the trip.

Random sad time: when the lens cover on Matt’s phone cracked, so we had to use our point-and-shoot camera the rest of the trip.

The Backstory of our Trip:

In August of 2014, Matt learned about a trip to Italy that was being offered for interested students at his school. It turns out that the “group leader” of this trip was looking for a male teacher who would be a chaperone. Matt came home and excitedly told me about this opportunity for an all-expense paid trip to Italy with 19 high schoolers and (most importantly) that he could choose to pay a $100 fee to change his return flight to anything he chose, since the other chaperones said it was fine for them to handle the return journey to Phoenix with the students. We had previously discussed taking a big trip in June of 2015 since we didn’t have a honeymoon right after our wedding and this would give us time to save up and plan a big trip to coincide with our first anniversary. Well, this opportunity seemed too good to turn down, and so he went to the first info meeting and signed up as a chaperone! The tour was organized through the EF tours company: http://www.eftours.com/educational-tour/beautiful-italy and the itinerary ended in Rome, so that is where I booked my ticket to meet Matt, a couple hours after the students were scheduled to leave.

Matt's selfie skills were kind of weak, until I showed up. Here is one of his photos from the time with the school group. GRASPIN!

Matt’s selfie skills were pretty weak, until I showed up. Here is one of his photos from the time with the school group. GRASPIN!

One of my favorite cousins, Ashley, lives in London with her family and as soon as I knew we were going to Europe, I knew I wanted to visit her! Ashley and her daughter, Natalie, had planned to attend my wedding and Natalie was even going to be a flowergirl in the ceremony, but soon after purchasing their tickets to Pensacola, Ashley discovered she was pregnant with her third child and would be unable to travel to the wedding in June, 2014.  Her sweet baby Zoe was born the next month in July.

Anyway, so we went ahead and booked our return flights from London two weeks after his trip with the school group ended, which meant we had a blank slate between Rome and London to plan whatever we wanted! And in the spirit of “getting our money’s worth,” this meant cramming as much stuff as physically possible into two weeks. Looking back, we were definitely overly-ambitious with our plans. We have both agreed that in the future, we should consider spending a whole vacation in one location, or at least following a tested itinerary through a tour company.

My face here is so ridiculous. This was after our all-day tour of Versailles, which included miles of biking and walking.

My face here is so ridiculous. This was after our all-day tour of Versailles, which included miles of biking and walking in hot weather. I just could not even smile anymore by this point. LOL does this remind anyone else of “chicken run”?

Matt and Cynthia or animated Chickens? You decide!

Matt and Cynthia or animated Chickens? You decide!

In an effort to organize this blog post: I have chosen three main aspects of the trip that we struggled with to tell the REAL version of our trip.

#1 Transportation Issues

This was definitely our single biggest issue of the trip. Before I even arrived, when Matt was traveling with his school group, their bus broke down. In his words:

We were driving to Florence and all of a sudden we heard a loud thump. The bus driver pulled to the side of the road. I thought someone’s luggage had fallen out and been run over, but it turns out we had blown not one, but two tires! So we had to wait on the roadside for another driver to come with a second spare. When the other driver arrived, they couldn’t remove the lug nuts and there was another issue as well…so we needed another bus altogether. Being trapped on a bus with high schoolers for several hours is not fun.  

The broken down bus.

Matt stuck on the broken down bus.

The trip from Phoenix to Italy is not easy, and doing it alone was pretty stressful for me. Even though I knew that I should sleep and I really wanted to sleep, I could not seem to fall asleep on the entire 10 hour flight from Chicago to Rome. So I arrived in Italy feeling like a weird zombie and it was only 11 am in Rome after going through customs and everything. We couldn’t even check in to our Airbnb for several hours, so it’s not like I could nap either. But I was so happy to see Matt and be in Italy that of course I agreed to go out sightseeing around Rome! It was not until a few hours later that my tiredness suddenly caught up with me and I switched from “happy and fun Cynthia” to “angry and whiny Cynthia.” Luckily, Matt understood and quickly got me back to the apartment before a full meltdown could occur on the first day.

Other transportation issues included a number of train-delays. Before the trip, we purchased train tickets between destinations using the Italian website Trenitalia, which seemed like an awesomely cheap and convenient way to get around Italy! However, we quickly discovered that many of the automatically generated trips that the website provided were actually impossible. For example: getting from Rome to Florence included taking a little regional train in Rome from our apartment to a bigger train station where we would catch the high speed inter-city train to Florence. The scheduled tickets allowed for 10 minutes between trains. However, the first regional train was delayed by about 25 minutes so we missed the big train by at least 15 minutes. Luckily for us, a nice man who worked at the second station helped us out by writing down our situation in Italian for the conductor and got us on the next train leaving for Florence, so the delay was only about an hour. This was particularly stressful since we had arranged with our Airbnb host in Florence to meet us at the train station upon arrival! Happily, we were able to get wifi on the train and let our host know about our delay so everything worked out…but this was just the first of several stressful missed-train connection problems we faced.

I am faking a smile at this train station, but we were probably dealing with delays. And I'm wearing glasses in public...which means I was exhausted.

I am faking a smile at this train station, but we were probably dealing with delays. And I’m wearing glasses in public…which means I was exhausted.

The overnight train from Milan to Paris was delayed for more than three hours due to 60 undocumented people being found on the train at the border with Switzerland. I realize this was technically not the fault of the train company, but we were still miserably delayed by 3 hours…some people we met ended up missing international flights and a wedding, etc. with no compensation or anything. We were lucky to have no real deadline to arrive in Paris, so it could have been worse. But being aggressively searched and questioned by Swiss border guards at 4 am on a train was surreal and uncomfortable, to say the least.

Finally, the most ridiculous transportation issue we had was in the Paris Metro. I am the first to admit that Matt and I did not study much French in preparation for the trip and I realize that having more knowledge of the language might have helped. However, compared to all of the cities in Italy that we visited, Parisian public transportation was particularly unhelpful and confusing for tourists. And the underground stations literally felt like insane rat-mazes…who designed this place?

So the morning of our bike tour at Versailles, we had carefully planned our metro journey to get to the meeting point of the tour and left plenty of time in case of issues. I was walking just steps in front of Matt and saw that our train was in the station with the doors open!  I hurried and stepped on, when suddenly: with literally no warning that I was aware of, the doors quickly closed and the train started moving! I will never forget Matt’s shocked face through the window as I sped off down the track! This was probably one of the scariest moments of the trip for me, as Matt was carrying all of our cash and he was the only one with a cell phone. Luckily, I remained calm and remembered I had a credit card and I knew the destination we were trying to reach, so I just went on my own and everything was okay in the end!

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Paris Metro: so confusing. This is a stock image, I only wish I had captured the look of fear and panic on Matt’s face that I saw through the window as I went zipping off into the unknown by myself!

#2 Physical Discomfort

I am actually amazed that we made it to as many places as we did, especially considering my usual level of physical activity, which is pretty minimal. I spend long hours most days sitting on a piano bench, then laying around on the couch. I miserably go to the gym 3 to 4 times a week for approximately 45 minutes of slow jogging or speed-walking on a treadmill. I personally like to describe my lifestyle as “nuglife.” Nugget, abbreviated as Nug,* is our affectionate term for each other and our rather fat dog.

*I just did a google search for “nug” and discovered that other people use this to describe either high-quality marijuana or a “naked hug,” LOL!

Nuggets! (I was so hungry and tired at one train station, that I insisted on a McDonald's snack. Matt was disappointed in me, but these were the best-tasting nuggets of my life.     Nuggets! I was so hungry and tired at one train station in Italy, that I insisted on a McDonald's snack. Matt was disappointed in me, but these were the best-tasting nuggets of my life. Sono irresistibili indeed!

Nuggets! I was so hungry and tired at one train station in Italy, that I insisted on a McDonald’s snack. Matt was disappointed in me, but these were the best-tasting nuggets of my life. Sono irresistibili indeed!

Anyway, while in Europe we walked like crazy. Matt has a step-counter app on his phone which told us that we “broke our record” several times. 33,600 steps in one day is the new record, though we also had several other days about 25,000 steps. According to Google, 33,600 steps is probably about 18 miles! I was warned several times about breaking in my shoes before the trip, which I totally thought I did. However, blisters, sore feet and legs were constant struggles for me. We started doing stretches in the morning to help prepare for long days of walking, which helped…but I still think we just planned too much into every day.

Holding onto this street lamp for support. I remember being so tired this day that I couldn't even smile for this picture. You can see I am trying, but failing to smile.

Holding onto this street lamp for support. I remember being so tired this day that I couldn’t even smile for this picture. You can tell I am trying, but failing to smile.

In the category of “physical discomfort” I would also include the night when we tried to have a fancy dinner in Paris. We got dressed up and walked half an hour to a nice restaurant recommended by our guide book. After finding the place, we were told that we needed a reservation (and the waiter was not nice about it either, he was quite insulting which made us both feel really bad). I said “Maybe we should just not eat dinner tonight,” because I was so tired that I could have just given up and gone to sleep. But Matt, my knight in shining armor, did not let that happen. He cheered me up, found a cute cafe, and ordered us tasty food and dessert so we salvaged our “date night.”

Here is Matt's face when I said we should just give up and skip dinner.

Here is Matt’s face when I said we should just give up and skip dinner.

Also, the heat was not pleasant. Italy in general was quite hot, like in the low 90s most days with high humidity. Paris was not as warm, but still muggy. We wore a lot of sunblock because we were outside for a long time most days, and one of the uncomfortable side effects of this was that Matt got sunblock in his eyes frequently. (This doesn’t really happen to me, so I’m not sure if I’m just lucky or better at applying sunblock or what?) Luckily, London was cool and amazing…we got to wear jackets and actually feel nice outside!

#3 Museum-fatigue

The final category of this post is what I call “Museum-fatigue” which was definitely a real issue we faced on this trip.

Classic "museum fatigue" face.

Classic “museum fatigue” face.

Here is a list of the museums we visited (I am including the major churches too, since those are basically museums):

The Vatican Museums

St. Peter’s Basilica

The Pantheon

The Uffizi Gallery

Florence Duomo

The Sforza Castle Museum (including the Musical Instrument Collection)

The Last Supper (this is in it’s own little chapel, so not exactly a whole museum, but still.)

The Louvre

Palace of Versailles

The Tower of London

The British Museum

As you can tell: we went to a museum on almost every day of our 13-day trip. The best experience we had by far was at the Uffizi Gallery in Florence, because we arrived at 8am with our pre-purchased tickets, so as soon as they opened the doors, so could freely explore the museum with basically no crowds. I would definitely recommend arriving at opening time and trying to get ahead of annoying tour groups whenever possible!

The worst experience was the Louvre. This was probably because we had spent the night before on the overnight train from Milan (see above, Transportation Issues) which meant we were operating with very little sleep. We arrived at the museum in the early afternoon on a Saturday (peak time on the busiest day of the week) which meant we had to deal with huge crowds. I realize that the Louvre was originally a royal palace, so it was not designed to be a museum, but still…for being one of the world’s most famous museums, you would think they would make it a little more easy to find the really famous pieces of art! The little map and guide they hand out is not very helpful. Luckily, you can just follow everyone else directly right to the Mona Lisa, so that was the first place we went.

The room containing the Mona Lisa, which is the little square on the right wall.

The room containing the Mona Lisa, which is the little square on the right wall. It was literally insane in this room. I started feeling dizzy and went to sit down outside, while Matt got closer to the painting. He is much more determined and patient than I am.

The Mona Lisa is not the only super-famous piece of art at the Louvre, but for some reason everyone made it seem that way. For example, we wanted to find the famous Venus de Milo statue…and since we were prepared with the map in English, you would think this would be a simple task of just following the map and finding the statue. NO! It took us almost an hour of crazy staircases and endlessly-long hallways to locate her. Ditto for a lot of other famous pieces in the Louvre…we overheard many tourists searching for things. The Louvre is like a giant treasure hunt.

Finally, we found the damn thing!

Finally, we found the damn thing!

The other thing about visiting so many huge collections of art in such a short period of time is that these museums often have copies of art or statues when the original is somewhere else. Several times I would see a piece of art that I recognized…only to read that “the original can be found in the Uffizi, or the Louvre, or whatever” where we just were! Also, there are only so many religious scenes someone can absorb before feeling like you have seen them all…and I can definitely say I feel like I have seen them all!

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Yet another religious scene. Definitely feeling the “museum fatigue” at this point, as you can see on my face.

Most of the art we saw seemed to be from the same period, like the Renaissance masters and all of that, which is amazing, but can get a little overwhelming. Refreshingly, the Vatican Museums actually had an awesome modern section. The wing of modern art was on the way to the Sistine Chapel. Since most tourists were determined to get straight to the chapel, with no unnecessary detours, this meant we were virtually alone in the rooms featuring 20th century art, so that was cool.

Salvador Dali painting in the Vatican Museum.

A cool Salvador Dali painting in the Vatican Museum.

So basically, I would recommend getting to major museums early in the day and checking out a variety of collections to keep things interesting. But even the crazy crowded Louvre was amazing in it’s own way, and I would have been disappointed not to have gone…so I don’t regret any of the museums we visited.

Overall, our trip was beyond amazing and we both had a wonderful time! I did want to add that one of the things I was most worried about turned out amazing. We used Airbnb instead of hotels in Europe so that we could save money and still stay where we wanted in each city. We did decide to reserve private apartments instead of just a room in a shared house or something, but I’m sure that would work for a lot of people too and that’s even cheaper! I was most nervous about finding the host and picking up the keys for each place, especially because we did not have an international plan for our cell phones, and could only access the internet when there was free wifi. But it worked out great…the apartments were all nice and comfortable and the hosts were amazing. Our host in the Cinque Terre was also a wine maker and gave us a free bottle of white wine! The hosts were all so kind and willing to give us good suggestions of cheap local restaurants and good things to do, etc…so I am definitely a big fan of Airbnb now, and would definitely consider checking it out in America for future travel as well as recommend it for traveling abroad.

The trip was better than I imagined it was going to be, but I will admit that I was very happy to come home. I almost cried when I climbed into my comfy bed again. Thank you to Patricia for allowing me to tell the “real” version of our trip on her blog and I hope you enjoyed this guest post!

Can you see this? I can’t

So I haven’t been able to access my blog since last Thursday. It just won’t load on any device on my home internet connection, wired or not (I’m typing this on my phone–it’s exactly as fun as you would expect). Steven says it’s probably a problem with some data center between our ip and whatever and I stopped listening to his explanation around then because all I heard was “Blah blah blah SOMEONE IS TRYING TO SABOTAGE YOU”. There are so many suspects. Let me see if I can format a list on this graspin interface:

Plaid Pladd’s Most Wanted
1. Brian Reinhart
Ugh I was going to link you to my Brian tag (“brian is a weather witch”) or maybe his blog but inserting a link is like a million times harder on my phone, so that is all you’re getting. Just know that Brian is often my nemesis (link to something about NaNoWriMo would go here) and one time lied to me about IKEA free meatballs. Clearly he is just jealous of my blog and wants to bring it down!!! Just because you don’t care enough to update your blog ever doesn’t mean you have to drag the rest of us down to your level, BRIAN.

2.Bova
Does that link even work? Whatever, my blog has a search function that everyone not me can utilize right now so you can find Bova if you want. She’s another suspect who I assume might be jealous of my blogging prowess. Plus she has a mystery commenter on her blog that she assumes is me, so she may be trying to get misguided payback? Misguided because it’s totally not me. Seriously, if I could make links or insert screen caps right now I would build my case in great detail since being mistaken for Mysterious Commenter is hurting my rep in more ways than potential Bova reprisals. Like I would ever listen to Cake? Or brag about what I’m listening to at the end of my comments like someone’s livejournal from 2002? I mean, I can see why the correct spelling and punctuation might make me an obvious choice, but other people care about grammar. Namely, old people, so I’m personally betting on Dr. Dodds. Send your internet attacks to H-Town, Bova, I am your friend!

3. Caitlin
Caitlin is another blogging friend who has expressed envy in the past about my amazing blog and all of the fabulous spam comments it generates. Caitlin seems kind of busy right now so she probably doesn’t have time for l33t internet hax but maybe that is JUST WHAT SHE WANTS ME TO THINK.

4. James Fox (one of them)
Awhile ago two people each claiming to be James Fox commented on my NaNoWriMo post. Or one person creating an elaborate fake fight with themself for some reason. Whatever, the point is, one or both of them trash talked me a year in advance for NaNoWriMo 2013 so maybe SOMEONE is having a hard time coping with the fact that I dominated at our annual competition again this year. Not cool, Fox or possibly Imposter!Fox. Not cool.

5. Steven Wiggins
Steven Wiggins is doing absolutely NOTHING to fix this dire situation despite the fact that he has also lost access to his personal email which is hosted on the same server or something. Is this complacency just the mark of someone too tired from slaving away in the website mines everyday to care about my blog troubles? OR is this the nefarious work of someone who can’t stand to hear about Sam Neill anymore????

6. Sam Neill
Dude, you should be THANKING me! I have raised Sam Neill Awareness among my immediate social circle by like 300%!!! Most of my family can now recognize you on sight and no one has confused you with Hugo Weaving in like three months. I’m sorry I sometimes make fun of your outfits or complain that you are in way too many Australian history pieces, but it is just my way. Mocking things is the only way I know how to show love. And hate. It gets kind of confusing, but for you it’s love, I swear!

7. Dark Wizards
You can never be too careful.

Anyway, since I have no idea how long this problem will persist and doubt that I will have the patience to actually leave my apartment and find somewhere else to Internet, please enjoy I Detonate Around Him, a tumblr James, Steven, and I started to make fun of 50 Shades of Grey.

Reasons Bova is Amazing!!!!

Tomorrow is Bova’s birthday, so I’ve decided to compile a list of some favorite Bova memories/reasons why Bova is amazing!!!! In honor of Bova, this post also has 30% more exclamation marks!!! These are mostly in the order I thought of them while driving home from work, and should not be considered a comprehensive, authoritative, or even factual list. Since there are way too many things that are amazing about Bova to fit in one blog post, I’ve decided to simply use some of the lesser known ones that I, her fellow THE 434 member, have special memories of.

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1. Night of the Comet

You seriously do not even know how amazing this is

You seriously do not even know how amazing this is

Night of the Comet is your typical sci-fi disaster post-Apocalyptic zombie movie mixed with a sassy coming of age story all set to a ironically awesome 80’s soundtrack. I was skeptical in the beginning too, but Night of the Comet did not disappoint. Every time I thought it couldn’t get even more awesome, IT FOUND A WAY. Another amazing movie I would never have experienced if Bova hadn’t taken her D3 professor’s derisive comments about its lack of scientific accuracy to heart and ordered it on impulse from Amazon Marketplace. Not only do I think about Bova every time I remember how great this movie was, I also learned from her and it the valuable lesson that impulse purchases of questionable taste are ALWAYS even more amazing than you could ever expect. For instance: the time I rented Santa’s Slay.
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Times I Have Almost Died: Helping Others

I know I have a job tutoring math, but I mainly do that for the Lying to Children aspects as much as the Helping Others part. So you can tell how hard this is for me. I wouldn’t be doing it at all, except instead of having a Wafflemaker Off of Epic Proportions last night, I made Steven watch Labyrinth with me instead.

Blockbuster Guy: I have the Collector’s Edition of this.
Me: Cool!
Blockbuster Guy: Yeah, and the Jareth action figure.
Me: Of course you have the Jareth action figure.
Blockbuster Guy: This movie is so awesome… it even makes me forgive David Bowie for trying to act.
Me: He was SO acting! He changed tight pants in like every scene! Just when you think there are no more tight pants in the world for David Bowie to wear, HE FINDS SOME!
Blockbuster Guy: I mean… if you’re into that.
Steven: I am already having doubts about the goodness of this movie.

Anyway, Steven learned a valuable lesson about goblins and I made friends with a Blockbuster employee (current life goal), so I feel that, despite a waffle lack, it was a night well spent. But that leaves me with nothing to write about today (besides Blockbuster employees). So, I have decided to help others. Sigh.

The Adventures of Cynthia Bova
As an integral part of THE 434, Bova’s blog is maybe my blog’s sister, or at least some kind of hot cousin. We originally battled for supremacy, but eventually decided that the Internet was big enough for us to coexist. She writes more about her personal life than I do (I only write about mine when it is AWESOME, which is often, so that’s okay) but definitely holds the market share on exclamation point use. My paltry attempts at Bova-levels of punctuation excitement don’t even come close. Also, it’s Bova. Come on.

NASCAR News
My cousin maybe knows too much about NASCAR, to the point where sometimes I don’t understand anything when he talks. Last time I visited, I asked if a NASCAR anchor was what he wanted to be when he grew up, and he gave me this withering look and said, “I am one already.” Clearly. I don’t know what I was thinking. Anyway, despite not understanding the content at all, I still think his videos are super cute, especially when Mr. Biffle, his dog, or Patricia Ladd, his intrepid cousin, are guest anchors. I can’t wait to say that I knew him when he was producing videos in his garage.

Andrew Coffin Fox’s Kind of Emo Extravaganza of Amazingness!!!!!!!
Andrew is apparently really bad at coming up with titles to draw people in (“Andrew Coffin Fox’s Blog”?) so I helped him out here a little. I know, so much with the helping people. I’ll probably have to skip class to go lie down after this. Andrew is one of the infamous Brothers Fox and may or may not be a time traveler (he always denies it when I mention it; that was my first clue). Sometimes it seems like he’s trying to become a modern day Emily Dickinson, but other times there are comics!! Both are good times. Also, the tales of his epic struggle with his arch nemesis, the University of New Hampshire Academic Calendar! One day, Andrew, one day you will prevail. And look! Even though I bet he will never read this (not everyone is generous and amazing and good at wasting time like me), I’m not even saying anything bad about him. THAT’s helping others right there.

Came to my Senses & I chilled for a bit
We all know about my love for Alex Crompton. Naturally I assume that anyone who can run for SA president on the platform that he’s a better kisser than the other candidates has to have amazing post-college adventures. Unfortunately, he does not update enough so I am forced to imagine what he is doing, which is pretty much just as exciting. If he ever does update, I am sure I will be vindicated in thinking that he is becoming pale and tragic in a Parisian cafe trying to win the affections of a deaf Bulgarian immigrant girl while playing the accordion for change in the echoing tiled tunnels of the city Metro. If not, why not?

Okay. I need to go take someone’s seat on the bus to balance myself out.

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