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because there has been a lack of pictures (and i LOVE pictures), i am now posting the carnival trip from friday.
after seeing leatherheads at provo towne center mall, brad and i went to one of those fairs in parking lots (back home they were always in the parking lot of smiths on jones and the 95). i love fairs/carnivals so i thought this would be promising. and it was, but not in the way i had imagined. the highlights? the cops escorted out a guy and his friends yelling, “just go with him muneco!” the family reunion huddled around the strength test – the hammer/anvil idea with the tall meter of how hard you hit. the three girls we saw like thirty times. the man at the carnival games booth who was yelling at brad and when brad said to me, “is he speaking spanish?” the man yelled back, “yeah i speak english, spanish, and swahili.” then we realized that these people who work these carnival booths – making deals with people, shouting at crowds, directing games of darts and bottles – have real jobs and real lives. who are they? is being bilingual a qualification to have this job?
we ended up going on zero rides and spending at least a half hour there… which was quite fun…
it cost $3 a person to ride this ride.
if i could figure out how to turn this the right way, i would. 
ps i hate studying for/taking finals.
brad said a funny.
after watching men in black, sex and the city started.
brad: sarah jessica parker… she looks like a shoe!
things that should not happen in april:
- snow.
- MARCH madness.
[-closing my eyes in pictures]
things that should happen in april:
- easter.
- spring break.
- picnics
at least there’s some hope.i like writing lists so perhaps for a time this will be my mode.
- Brad’s possible “band” (he did mention something about wanting a show like Rock of Love after I made him watch the final episode with me last night – I definitely was not down with a billion girls trying to hook up with him)
- my writing
- pattern-making? although, I do think that pattern makers don’t really get famous
That list was a bit short-lived and perhaps will be updated with time.
Guilty Pleasures (or Embarassing?):
Rock of Love II | sometimes Making the Band 4 | ANTM Marathons | Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency | blogs – Fotobloggumbo.com, omiru.com, the sartorialist, oh joy, trusty pony | weather.com | cheese | taffy | cookies | dessert | boneless buffalo wings (like once a week) | killing time | naps | warming up my feet in the bathtub (sorry brad for all your cold showers!) | drinking with straws | drinking from sangria glasses | buying magazines | talking and talking and talking and talking
the following is a lovely bit i posted on sarah p’s wall.
dear sarah.
so… i was flipping through the daily universe last week and saw a headline on the back page that said “engineering students [something positive]” and thought to myself – if the engineering students did something good, sarah MUST have been a part of it. and i looked a the photo and, sure enough, she was!
then, i saw 21 on saturday (it’s about MIT students who count cards at blackjack and make many dollars) and thought to myself – sarah purcell would be good at that!
the end.
if you would like to consider blackjack, i would love to be your spotter.
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an attempt to improve my blogability by posting again.
also an attempt to follow the advice of brian doyle’s father.
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useful information for realtors:
- if you would like to sell a property, letting the tenants know 24 hours in advance that there is a potential buyer coming by is a good idea.
- if only given, say five minutes, it is quite possible that this stranger could come by in the middle of laundry day. and by laundry day, i don’t mean a load or two of laundry. i mean the two months worth of clothes that have piled up and the towels and the rugs and the sheets. seriously, it’s no wonder the stranger thought it looked like a bomb shelter.
- another great reason to give notice is in case the tenants are cooking fish or some other distasteful item. with the proper amount of notice, the smell of onions and garlic and salmon would not penetrate the air (chasing potentials away – so says HGTV), and perhaps scents of freshly baked cookies could fill the home instead (also a tip from HGTV).
- granted, i do admit that i haven’t kept house PERFECTLY, but i do make an effort with a reasonable amount of time.
- and that time you brought people over four days after we came into town, late for school, with loads to unpack, and even more to transport from storage to the apartment thanks to our inability to partially move in before the end of the prior semester as we were told, did you really think that it would be presentable?
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my husband and i casually flipped through the tv channels earlier tonight and came across a rerun of home improvement. what ever happened to jonathan taylor thomas?
i am not a very good blogger. i am, however, a very good blog-stalker and have very high blogging expectations – frequent posts, pictures, clever, witty remarks that are long enough to entertain me but short enough to hold my attention. none of these things I do.
i DO write things every so often, and figured that i should share, as any good blogger would.
Brian Doyle commented on his essay “Being Brians” by saying that his father gave him some advice. bit number 2 said “write something every day: letter, rant, journal, poem, prayer, whatever” (a prayer? how lovely! i would love to write a prayer).
and so, i thought i’d post a complaint letter i sent to Hickory Kist/Clint’s Deli after a disappointing experience last weekend.
I was very disappointed with my visit to Hickory Kist/Clint’s Deli. My husband and I had heard raves about it from friends and were excited to enjoy sandwiches from this sandwich shop. However, upon entering, we were “greeted” by scowls from the girl behind the counter who was preparing sandwiches. We looked at the menu on the wall and tried to find direction on how to order. Only one person was behind the counter (the cold and angry one). The other girl was in the dining area flirting with three boys. We figured she was on a break and tried to figure out the method. We saw the sign to fill out our own sandwich orders and did so (with no help or direction from any of the staff) then waited for someone to give them to. The girl behind the counter was so into her unhappy sandwich making that we assumed she was not taking orders. Eventually, the flirting girl came behind the counter to help the three boys she was previously flirting with. She took their orders, slowly, and we waited. Her flirting persisted and slowed down the process even more. Eventually, after waiting for ten minutes without any service, we decided to leave. I was very disappointed with the whole experience and the unprofessional manner in which we were treated. According to the sign, this “new management” promises friendlier staff and better service. Judging by your scowling sandwich-maker and flirting worker, I would hope this is not what was meant and that action will be taken to prevent other customers from this unsatisfactory experience.
i’m probably evil, but i love writing complaint letters.
