So that's what that big red pointy thing above my car was yesterday...
This guy takes Google maps new satallite feature to a new level of fun.
I can't stop looking at it and laughing hysterically. Ha.
4.07.2005
Question #1
If you were the author of this "Question of the Day" meme, what would be first question you would ask, and why?
My answer:
My question would be:
If you were a post-it note, what color post-it note would you be, and why?
because:
I really love post-it notes. They are so handy. I especially like the neon green post-its. Not the 3"x 3" ones, but the smaller, 2" x 2" ones. I would be a neon green post-it for sure. I find that they are more eye catching, compared to the neon orange, yellow and pink. It might also be that I really enjoy the color green, and I have many neon green office supplies about my desk. I also have a darling little neon green, dark green, and yellow striped pot, with a cute little jade plant flourishing out of it, that is perched on top of my desk near the window. Green is a happy color. It reminds me of nature, and makes the confines of my office seem less like a cage, and more like one step away from the lawn, sunshine, and fresh air. I like the sense of freedom, even when controlled. And I like to stand apart from the crowd.
Therefore, I would be truly interested in what color post-it note people would want to be, and why, in fact, they choose that particular color.
Have I confused anyone yet?
That's it, I'm doing it.
Ok, so remember back in the day, about 2 years ago now, when I used to email everyone a "Question of the Day", that was fun wasn't it? It gave all of us college graduates a good reason to start using our brains again. With that said, I think I'm going to start posting a "Question of the Day" here, on my blog, for all who wish to participate. Let me know what you think (comments link).
First question to follow.
First question to follow.
Tasty ancestors.
Now, I can't speak for everyone here, but I sure as hell wouldn't eat my Grandma, Great Grandma, Great Great Grandma...you see where I'm going with this. So why are we killing off the primate species, our closest living relatives? They're a crucial key to our evolution, yet some people only see them as food or experimental waste. The statistics are all very sad.
If you have the chance, and he is still teaching the course, everyone should take, or at least sit-in on, Dr. Paul Bingham's class titled "The Biology of Being Human" at Stony Brook University. Best class of my college career, and I was an Art History major.
4.06.2005
You can take this one all the way to the bank.
I never use that saying.
While waiting in line at the bank, oh, I'd say about 17-22 minutes ago, I witnessed something truly upsetting. Now, I know, standing in line at the bank is quite upsetting to begin with, but to top things off I happened to be staring out the window when I watched something horrific happen. No, not a car accident, and no, a baby bird did not fly directly into the glass (which is so dirty I'm sure that never a bird would have been so stupid). I watched helplessly as this heffer of a girl, dressed in a Big Lots vest and stretch pants, ripped open her new pack of Newports and threw the plastic coating on the sidewalk without a hint of care. She more like casually dropped it to her side, and never looked back. Gross. Now, if you know me well, I'm a pro at acting upon my convictions. There would have been quite a scene if I hadn't been next in line. It took every inch of self-control in my person to not run out of the bank and make the girl pick it up and throw it in the trash receptacle that she so happened was WALKING RIGHT PAST when this horrible act of environmental defacement took place. All I have to say is she's damn lucky I hate the bank as much as I do, or else I probably wouldn't have minded waiting in line all over again (after making an enormous scene, of course). In hind sight I wish I would have done something. Eh, I'm sure there will be other chances to flex my "give a hoot, don't pollute" muscles.
While waiting in line at the bank, oh, I'd say about 17-22 minutes ago, I witnessed something truly upsetting. Now, I know, standing in line at the bank is quite upsetting to begin with, but to top things off I happened to be staring out the window when I watched something horrific happen. No, not a car accident, and no, a baby bird did not fly directly into the glass (which is so dirty I'm sure that never a bird would have been so stupid). I watched helplessly as this heffer of a girl, dressed in a Big Lots vest and stretch pants, ripped open her new pack of Newports and threw the plastic coating on the sidewalk without a hint of care. She more like casually dropped it to her side, and never looked back. Gross. Now, if you know me well, I'm a pro at acting upon my convictions. There would have been quite a scene if I hadn't been next in line. It took every inch of self-control in my person to not run out of the bank and make the girl pick it up and throw it in the trash receptacle that she so happened was WALKING RIGHT PAST when this horrible act of environmental defacement took place. All I have to say is she's damn lucky I hate the bank as much as I do, or else I probably wouldn't have minded waiting in line all over again (after making an enormous scene, of course). In hind sight I wish I would have done something. Eh, I'm sure there will be other chances to flex my "give a hoot, don't pollute" muscles.
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