A little about a lot

Monday, July 24, 2006

Why?

Here is something that never ceases to amaze me:

People Capitalize Everything As If It Were The Title Of A Book Or The Proper Name Of An Item.

STOP IT!

"Pie Judging Contest" is NOT capitalized. "Flag Raising Ceremony" - also NOT capitalized.

"German Music:" German-yes, music-NO!

"Free Pony Rides:" Why? Just WHY?

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Coffee shop

It's Saturday. I'm volunteering in the church coffee shop today until noon.
I'm tired and want to go home and take a nap, but I MUST NOT.

Why?

Because all of a sudden my entire life seems incredibly out of control and I MUST CLEAN, ORGANIZE AND MAKE LOTS OF LISTS.

In reality, my life is no more out of control than it was last week when I was being lazy and not caring that my floors need mopping, my furniture dusting, my paperwork filing.

This week, I'm pretty sure the earth, or at least my brain, will explode if these things are not done immediately with a good vacuuming afterward.

How the heck do you spell vacuum? does anyone know? Are there two m's?

But I digress...

I have, indeed made a list for both Saturday and Sunday and also balanced my budget, yet again, since my spending seems out of control. (It's not, but it seems that way.)

The list says things like:
"Finish Bible study"
"Clean apartment"
"Turn in rent check"

But really, what that means is:
"FIND ANOTHER JOB BEFORE A YEAR FROM NOVEMBER, WHICH IS A REALLY LONG WAY AWAY, BUT IS GETTING CLOSER EVERY MONTH AND IT'S ALMOST TIME TO START PANICKING, BUT NOT REALLY."

"MEET THE MAN OF YOUR DREAMS AND GET MARRIED BEFORE YOU HAVE TO MOVE BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE MUCH MORE EFFICIENT."

"PAY OFF ALL OF YOUR SCHOOL DEBT,AND YOUR FURNITURE, AND YOUR CREDIT CARD ... RIGHT NOW."

I'm neurotic.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

In other news

I think "In other news" would be a great name for my blog. Because I'm a reporter - get it?

But that's not the reason for this extra blog - no, rather, my desk is the topic.

I just realized something ... like REALLY realized it - i think it had always been floating around in my head but I never took the time to completely and totally visualize and realize this fact: My desk would drive my brother absolutely insane.

If I imagine big brother sitting here in my chair, I can barely keep from exploding withlaughter.

Let me explain my desk to you -starting with my chair.

On the back of my chair hangs my jean jacket, which I have to wear every day because I'm cold. If I'm not wearing it - it's because i have a patchwork quilt wrapped around my legs instead of folded up in the seat of my chair. The folded up quilt thing is a good idea because it protects me from my dirty chair. It needs to be vacuumed - but who brings a vacuum to work?

Moving on to the desk: Please try to imagine this being in a strewn about fashion -nothing is at 90-degree angles on my desk.

to my left: My purse and lunch box piled ont top of stacks of papers that are piled on top of paperwork for story ideas that haven't panned out yet but someday might. Then we have some budget information piled on top of some magazines about the library. Then there are two reporters notebooks on top of the folder for my "in progress" stories (nothing in it), a case of CDs, a highlighter, some lotion, two video tapes of candidate forums, a stapler, a pen, a single peppermint, my phone, an American flag, my water bottle (which gets left every night and filled up every morning), a calculator and the paperwork to a story I want to work on but can't until someone calls me back.

To my right: My mouse, my phone, a koozie full of pens that don't work, my rolodex, a paper clip holder containing one paper clip and 14 bobby pins, a half full tub of peppermints, a post-it note pad with one post-it note left on it - a coffee cup for SILVER coins (in case someone needs a coke) five small stacks of pennies, random papers stacked up , my calendar stacked on top of paperwork froms stories that have already ran.

You really need pictures, but still. THis is absolutely hilarious to me.

From Chapman

It might be a small, rural town whose police officers spend their time enforcing the five-second stop rule at the one four-way stop, but man, does Chapman produce some talent.

Besides yours truly, we have yours truly's brother - who we all know is a genius.

In my class - we have Anna - who lived and worked in Lithuania for a year. We have Jackie, who has already designed products likely to be on the shelves of Target someday and has already taught a college course, we have Shannon, who single-handedly is keeping the K-Stater from sucking while finishing her master's degree and is now thinking about starting her own (side) business at age 24.

We have the college athletes - Stacy and Tyler - who didn't get married (which is probably good considering that their child would have been like an absolutely gorgeous mega athlete who would've made all of our children look like uncoordinated, slow, slightly crippled teammates.)And - we have David Will, who is seriously a rocket scientist (naval engineer -whatever).

And that's just to name a few.

But, today Shan sent me a link that just blew me away. It made me realize - again - how incredibly talented some of the people I went to high school with are - and how bright all of our futures are.

Check it out:www.benmarkleymusic.com (thanks for the link, Shan.)

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Cold

OK, seriously folks. This is ridiculous.

I work with a lot of men, and because of this I've come to expect it to be a little bit chilly in the office in the summertime.

I keep a jacket here and do my best to wear pants or at least closed-toe shoes if I'm wearing a skirt (to keep the feet warm.)

Today I have on a long, heavy jean skirt, a short sleeved sweater, a buttoned-up jean jacked (that doesn't at all match the jean skirt) closed-toe shoes and a quilt.

It is fricking cold and this infuriates me.

I think this qualifies as some sort of employee abuse. I'm going outside to sit in my car now.

Hmph.