Archive for March, 2009

the roosters run around like squirrels!
March 24, 2009

If I ever decide to create a work of fiction-novel, independent film, web video, etc.-it will be set in Key West, Florida.

I have been to Key West many times in my life.  I’ve counted the number of head shops on one city block, I’ve bought the cheesy, tourist-y gifts.  I’ve been to Key West.  When I went yesterday with my family, however, I started looking around.  I started noticing the stuff off the main drag.  And, while locals generally stand out in the crowd, I became curious as to their story.  What brought them here?  Did he or she have a family here?  Where did they buy their groceries?  I mean, there’s a school on the island, there’s a soccer club.  Kids live there, families live there.  It’s so strange to me.  A society thriving almost solely on income from tourists who are there to witness the gaudy, flamboyant, over-the-top attractions supports a school system.  A school system! I mean, kids live there and just grow up there.  I know the entire island isn’t made up of bars and those shops selling graphic tees that I didn’t understand until high school, but still.  While I was looking around at this seemingly contradictory environment, I was inspired.

Now, I’m not saying that any terribly creative work is forthcoming, I’m just saying, this is what it would be.  What I really want to do is just move there for a few months and just people watch.  Like this lady, Marie.  Marie gave my cousins henna tattoos and, last year, gave me a hair wrap.  She works in a little stall/hut type thing back in this square across from the Hard Rock Cafe.  Back in that square there is also a small bar, a candle making stand, some sort of toe-ring fandango, and the guy who lets you take a picture with his live tropical animals.  I would love to sit back there and just watch those people for days.  I mean, they all seemed to be friends, and they’ve all been there every year when we go back.  And Marie, she has this mysterious accent that doesn’t really point to any specific origin, but she definitely wasn’t born there, despite being a local.  I want to find out what Marie does with her time.  Does she have one of those pretty, historic houses with the pillars and wraparound porch?  Or does she live in some kind of apartment situation where she goes up on the roof to smoke a bowl with her friends and take in the nightlife?  I don’t know what it was about this particular trip, but I was just so fascinated by all of these people.  They made a conscious decision to move to an incredibly hot island and cater to annoying tourists all day, and they love it.  And I’m in college.

I bet Marie rides a bike to the grocery store.

No, I don’t have a penny, but I’ll show you a good time.
March 16, 2009

I have decided that I should perhaps introduce you, my enigmatic reader, to the people who are most likely to be referenced in future posts. 

Hey, it’s finals week, think of them as flash cards.

sister sister This is my sister, Michelle. Often referenced simply as “sister,” we get along shockingly well.  Between the two of us we know more about the show “Friends” than is entirely necessary.  I miss her a lot but I love getting to hang with her when I’m home! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MichelleMichelle Elizabeth Kathleen Kowalski is my best friend from home.  She goes to Cincinnati and is taking the DAAP program by storm with her mastery of Photoshop and her ability to eat massive amounts of gummi bears in one sitting.  I don’t get to see her nearly enough, as neither of us has a car, but we talk a lot, which will have to do for now. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

kp kp Kelly Diane Patzwahl, aka kp kp, is another friend from home.  We’ve been friends since elementary school and she’s always there for me when I need her.  She goes to Ohio State and I LOVE going to visit her.  From our Indian Princess days to running the golf team in high school, it’s always more fun when kp’s there. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

best friend and kevo My best guy friends, Kevin and Bobby.  Kevo is here at OU with me so I get to see him a lot.  We like to have deep, meaningful chats a few times a week.  Ok, maybe they aren’t terribly philosophical conversations, but it is nice having someone from home to talk to whenever I need to.  Miami is lucky to have Bobby (Best Friend) because he is the nicest guy you will ever meet.  I’m serious.  He is one of the best friends I’ve ever had (hence the nickname) and I miss him bunches.

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now for a taste of Athens…

ken The ever-lovely Kendall.  Known also as Ken, Kendi, Kendikins, Sort-of-Cousin or OM NOM NOM NOM KENDALL.  We met our first day here and discovered throughout our friendship that we are related! It was quite the “Parent Trap” moment…ok so not really, we actually knew we were related before we met, but that would have made a good story, right?  She’s nuts, but I love her.  We have even adopted her into our room, so she is the Fifth Roommate.  Speaking of which…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

roomiesThe roomies!  I got so lucky that my random roommates turned out to be so awesome.  Natalie, Alex, and Erin are the best roomies a girl could ask for.  I love our bonding moments and I know I will be friends with them even when we aren’t roommates anymore. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

adpi loves And of course, my ADPi loves.  These girls are always there for me when I need them and I love them for it.  So corny, but we’re sisters! Rushing Alpha Delta Pi is the best decision I have made since coming to OU, and all the girls in it are amazing.  Alisa, Alessa, Kelly, and Emily are wonderful people who not only put up with my sarcasm, but love me for it.  Peace, love, and diamonds! 

 

 

 

 

 

So, there you have it.  I have successfully avoided studying for another 45 minutes, and you have a handy reference of the most important people in my life.  For those featured above, hope you don’t mind I have displayed you for all to see! Love you guys!  Now, back to finals preparation…

Moi je joue
March 12, 2009

Just a quick thought as I head off to class…I want this to be my life:

Boom! Roasted.
March 12, 2009

When I discovered that I could find nearly any episode of any television show I desired online for free, my world was turned upside down.  When I discovered The Office, however, it is safe to say that my world screeched to a halt.  I got little to nothing done in those first few days, my only accomplishment being that I had watched an obscene number of episodes in a row.  I quickly got myself caught up through all 5 seasons and have been watching the new episodes like a normal person.

My love affair with The Office is still in the early stages, so I’ll admit that I have been a bit wary in my commitment to it.  Could a show really be so funny episode after episode?  I got my answer with the premiere of season 5: no.  While there have been some hilarious moments this season, along with developments in the relationship of my two favorite characters, Jim and Pam, I have not been overly impressed.  I realized today, however, that I know why this season has been struggling.  The writers have been saving all of their over-the-top, gasp-for-air-laughter causing antics for the episode “Stress Relief”.  I think I have watched the opening segment about 10 times in the past few weeks and have been sent into an embarrassing fit of laughter each time.  The whole episode is full of amazing moments and even better quotes.  I mean, come on! “Stanley, Barack is president! You are black!” or “If it were an iPod, it would be a shuffle!”  I can’t get over it.  This episode is easily one the funniest things I have ever watched on television.  I am a huge fan of Friends, but for the life of me I cannot think of one episode that makes me laugh as hard as “Stress Relief”.  Sorry, Chandler. 

For your viewing pleasure:

Experiment
March 12, 2009

This is a test, only a test.  Actually, this entire project is simply me following up on the suggestion of one Bob Stewart.  In one of my very first classes as an Ohio University journalism student, I was informed that these days, no one wants to see your resume, only your blog.  So here it is.  While it is unimpressive right now, I assure you, there is more to come.