Archive for May, 2008
Sex and the City of Pittsburgh
Saturday, May 31st, 2008
A theater close to me, one of the newly-built, large, flashy cinemas, opened Sex and the City last night, and you would think that Pittsburgh was holding the national red carpet premier with all of the big hair, heels, tiny sequin dresses, and groups of squealing BFF’s flooding the surrounding Waterfront.
I didn’t see it, [...]
Sport
Thursday, May 29th, 2008Besides lacrosse, I don’t talk too much about it, even though I live in the land on which all other sports teams go to die (besides baseball, but really, do we have to keep acknowledging that? A blemish on my good name!), and besides that time last fall when my punk of a sister [...]
Over the top
Monday, May 26th, 2008I went to Kennywood yesterday and used a disposable camera for the first time in at least five years. I started using a cheap Kodak point-and-shoot sometime around 11th grade.
There was something kind of cool about being limited to twenty-seven shots. Where I would usually take five or six pictures to get something right, [...]
Levels of decency
Saturday, May 24th, 2008 During my off time from engulfing grilled sirloin Qdoba burritos, without the beans, and pulling Bello’s ears, I sometimes think about this website and the downfalls of so utterly breaking my anonymity.
I’m over-thinking, over-analyzing, and am somehow paranoid about ruining my reputation if someone clicks over and finds out that the reason they couldn’t [...]
Bathed in white
Friday, May 23rd, 2008I was walking around the campus library after finishing my last day of class when I came upon these pictures taken at my college in the very early 1900’s.
And I’ve seen a lot of old pictures from other universities, staged sepia photos of fraternity houses and basketball teams and student governments, but these were [...]
A conversation I had with my blog this morning
Tuesday, May 20th, 2008 Blog: Write something.
Rachel: No.
B: Write something.
R: I can’t.
B: What do you mean, you can’t? Don’t even say you’re not doing anything. I’ve seen your Twitters.
R: I don’t know what to say.
B: Why is this an issue all of a sudden? You haven’t had this problem before.
R: Are you crazy? Yes I have. Sometimes, the [...]
Now please excuse me while I tend the goats
Wednesday, May 14th, 2008 When I was little, every Sunday, my grandfather would wake me up and we’d hop the 51C bus to Carson Street to attend our tiny church.
There weren’t many children, but every summer, they shipped the few of us up the mountains to Northern Pennsylvania for church camp. From ages 10 to 16, we would [...]
Birthday | La fin
Monday, May 12th, 2008 Evident differences between year 21 and year 22:
Reduced appetite
Reduced quality of sleep
Increased beer tolerance (taste)
Decreased beer tolerance (effect)
Less worrisome
More worries
Emma is here. Again.
Overall, it was one of my best birthdays, better even than the time I turned ten and took eight friends to see Homeward Bound II: Lost in San Francisco.
Pirates game (with these [...]
Birthday | Part 1
Saturday, May 10th, 2008They won their game, and then we had cake.
How dare he!
Thursday, May 8th, 2008 While I was watching The King of Queens a few days ago on daytime TV, a commercial came on for a bridal salon chain and I was sort of half paying attention until the end.
From what I remember, there was jaunty frolicking, lines of diverse bridesmaids in pastel green dresses, and several closeup shots [...]
Sleepless nights
Friday, May 2nd, 2008 If there was anything my friends could ever rely on me for, it was to fall asleep. In their cars. On their couches. Given the opportunity, I could go to bed at 11PM and sleep straight through till noon.
This year, though, something in me finally had enough sleep, and I’m up at 8AM, even [...]
Six degrees of HATE
Thursday, May 1st, 2008 Things I’ve had enough of for the time being, in six (or so) degrees of separation:
The gas meter slowing down to a painful crawl at $19.30 when I prepaid $20 cash
Gas prices
Tuition prices
Having to pay back tuition loans
Miley Cyrus’ naked back
Naked boy parts
Fall Out Boy
Falling behind on blog posts
