Harry Potter Kicks Ass!!

You know it does!! Don't deny it.

I'm so excited about movie #4 comming out. And, of course, I already bought my ticket for the midnight showing!

Teachers Dressing Up-Yay or Nay

I love Halloween! And you all know I love dressing up (see embarassing pictures of me for any Harry Potter event)! And yet, I still can't decide if I should dress up tomorrow at work.

It would be fun and I could some up with something great but, then again, it might be lame for me to dress up and look like an idiot in front of my students. So, I never know if I should go through with it or not.
I'll probebly just wear my orange sweater and striped socks. And of course I'll take in treats to share. Maybe I'll do my lecture in the mode of Danny Torence from The Shinning. That would be funny...for me, but I'm pretty sure my students wouldn't get the reference as they didn't get the Benny Hill or the Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade references I've made.

They've really made me acknowlege the fact that I really am a lot older than them. At the tender age of 26 I usually don't feel that way but they've made it pretty clear. So, I guess I've answered my own question...I probebly won't dress up since to them, I alreay look like the Crypt Keeper...

What is wrong with Boys?

I'm pretty proud of the fact that I've been doing really good with my workout schedule. I've been running 2 miles, everyday, for the past 2 months. However, there is a major downside...and I can't decide if I should be offended or flattered.

The hoots and hollers started out slowly and I've been able to ignore them for the most part with down-cast eyes and blaring music into my head phones but the past couple days have been bad. One "gentleman" (and I use this term very loosely) yelled something in Spanish...it was really in depth and loud and I'm pretty sure it was a reference to my fat butt and tight pants. Then, two days ago, two landscapers almost broke there necks staring at me as I passed and then decided a hoot was needed. Then, to top it all off, today, as I had to stop to let some cars pass a cramped street I got a "Arrrrrrrr" (it's hard to type what it sounded like...it looks like he was making the pirate "argh" at me, which would havae actually made me laugh but it really sounded like a sick roll-tongue-R-sound that instead made me blush.)

Now, this behavior of course begs the question, will men hoot at anything in jogging pants and a sweatshirt? Really? I'm not a looker, especially when excersizing. I wear the oldest workout pants known to man (the purchase date can only be determined through radio-carbon dating), a ratty sweatshirt, gloves, and a hat over really bad hair. I've got plenty of junk in the trunk and I'm usually red faced, stinky, and out of breath at the beginning, middle, and end of my 2 miles. That's not attractive....ever. So really, what is wrong with boys? There must be something better to hoot at then the self-conscious chick staggering down the street. How about the shiney red truck that just passed me? Or the poodle that's about to rip my face off? Or hey, I have an idea, the Balley's close to my house has a huge window in front of the treadmills. Why don't you just drive up there and smash your faces to the glass.

Tis the Season

Well, it's October and you know what that means folks...it means I have an abnormal craving for any type of candy or candy like substance. Normally I hate candy corn or bit-o-honey or those weird flavored tootsie rolls but not in October. Really, is it necessary that I have to go through this every year?

Today I decided to buy "healthy" sweet snacks in order to deter from a possible snicker binge and purchased granola bars and trail mix...four bars, half a trail mix bag, and 5 gobstoppers (which I found in the cupboard) later I now feel totally sick and unsatisfied. I should have just gorged myself of a couple of peanut butter cups and kit-kats and been done with it. Oooo...and candy corn. Should have sprung for the candy corn.

Telephone Hijinks

While listening to the radio the other night I heard the funniest thing. A local radio personality received a phone call from a loyal listener who wanted to complain about some of the content on a recent show. Of course the radio personality was very polite and listened to the complaint but nicely explained to the man that he was not going to change any of the content on the show ever, merely due to his complaint.

Thus the listener wanted to talk to the radio guy's boss. The radio guy forwarded the listener to his boss's voicemail so that he could leave him a message. Except, every time the listener got close to finishing the message (in which he bad talked the radio personality)the radio guy would disguise his voice as a computer message and say "your message could not be rcorded properly. Please try again". The listener put up with this and restarted his voice message 6 times before he finally got wise and hung up.

This made me laugh so hard! Who would have the gall to do that?! I wish I did...and then I remebered a story about Zak that was very similar and reminded me what kind of people can actually do that and get away with it...

While we were living in Washington,DC in 20003 Zak was working on one of the presidential campaigns. One day a gentleman called Zak and was trying to give him tips on how to get this candidate elected (he used to have to put up with all kinds of crazy people). To prove his point the man refered to a certain TIME magazine article and went on to tell Zak all about it. About midway through the story Zak interrupts and says "Yeah I did read that article but did you read the one about The Incredible Hulk?" Of course the man got upset and hung up. He called back and demended to talk to Zak's supervisor. Zak transfered him to the secretary who then transfered him back to Zak! So, Zak answers and talks in a lower voice and gives the guy a fake name: Bruce Banner (the alter-ego name of The Incredible Hulk)! After the guy made his complaint "Bruce" assuered him that he would have a long talk with Zak and reprimand him.

I wonder if the guy ever figured out he'd been dupped? Either way, I have got to start trying crap like this. It's totally worth having the funny story.

Cheesecake Kicks Ass

Guess what I got in the mail last week? Guess...you'll never guess. I got a pretty blue thank you card from "The Blogger Formaly Known as HotBabe" (Hotbabe, I've decided you should just start using a symbol like Prince). Included in said thank you note was a little piece of heaven...a gift card to The Cheesecake Factory!!! Wow...bloggers are so nice and I need them to visit more often.

So, of course, Zak and I went to The Cheesecake Factory (TCF) that night and gorged ourselves on entrees and, most importantly CHEESECAKE! Zak got the Dulce de Leche-his favorite flavor even though he can never quite figure out how to pronounce it and I (going against my tendency to get the original with strawberries) decided to get the Lemon Raspberry Cream. Oh my God-So good!!! The only bad thing about TCF is that their entree portions are so big that you go into food coma before you can even have a bite of cheesecake. Thus, we got ours to go and ate them for breakfast the next morning.
Zak's was very sweet and rich with delicious caramelly taste. Mine was light and fruity...thus I was feeling pretty good about myself until I checked the calorie damage on this site. My slice alone had 700 calories!! Poor Zak's was onver 1000. Too bad after the inital shock I still don't care. See, this is my problem...if eating a 700 calorie slice of cheesecake doesn't send me into a panic, what will?

Oh well...it was so worth it and it was the best thank you ever! Thanks so much Hotbabe!!!

Jaws, Shmaws...

Rogue Dolphins? Is this a Joke?
Armed and dangerous - Flipper the firing dolphin let loose by Katrina Mark Townsend in Houston
Sunday September 25, 2005
The Observer


It may be the oddest tale to emerge from the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. Armed dolphins, trained by the US military to shoot terrorists and pinpoint spies underwater, may be missing in the Gulf of Mexico.
Read more...

Zak just told me about this story and I have to say, I'm still skeptical. Killer dolophins? Really, is that necessary? And if it is true is it bad that I laughed till I cried when I read this? For some reason I just imagine these poor dolphins in a dark isolated room being brainwashed into killers by men in suits. They probebly threatened the dissapearence of wives and girlfriends to get them to cooperate. Plus Zak swore he read that they had poison darts straped to their heads which added another dimension of hilarity.

Alas...what a boring weekend

This has been a super boring weekend (especially compared to last weekend which was packed with movie night with Lady Di, dinner with cousins, and a trip to the Reanaissance Festival with Lady Di...pictures to be posted soon.)
Lets' see, what HAVE I done:

1. Well, the cold/allergies are finally subsiding. Coughing is at a minimum but when I do it's hard and loud.

2. Went to see Wallace and Gromit and the Curse of the Were-Rabbit. Nick Park is a comic genius. I know this is supposed to be for kids but it was hilarious. Plus I've been a Wallace and Gromit fan for ages so I have to see anything new.

3. It's been so rainy here. It's been kind of nice being able to open all the windows and listen to the rain.

4. I've been working hard on the thesis this weekend. Hopefully this will be the last draft for this one...I'm getting really tired of reading and typing about witchcraft.

That's about it. Hope everyone's weekend has been more exciting than mine!

When Allergens Attack

So, what began as a fairly harmless bout with seasonal allergies has now turned into something dark and unnatural. Thus, I'm missarable and dreading tomorrow's lecture which will be low, raspy, and riddled with coughing and hacking. My poor, poor students.

They are about to discover a whole new side to their teacher and meet Sick Lynne. Sick Lynne is actually quite different from normal Lynne...here's a few examples:

1. Sick Lynne not only craves but demands sweet breakfast foods. I don't know why this happenes but I've been craving pancakes, muffins, and especially doughnuts. Luckily I've been able to contain the cravings this year and only wolfed down two glazed doughnuts instead of the entire krispy kreme dozen like last year.

2. Sick Lynne is feeble and as weak as a kitten. This includes stumbling, leaning on anything for a moments rest, and being barely able to lift myself out of the tub after tonights bath. I had to flop around several times like a wounded walrus before finally getting myself out.

3. Sick Lynne and running don't mix. Well, normal Lynne and running don't really mix either but atleast I was doing good lately (everyday for the past month and half). That is, until yesterday when I didn't have the energy to untangle myself from my blankets and gave up. Today I was only able to run the first half mile until, again, I gave up and walked/crawled the rest of the way.

4. Sick Lynne has no sense of humor. Normal Lynne would have found the irony in getting a fortune cookie that said "You will seelp well at night" when she was up all night coughing. Sick Lynne...well, not so much.

5. Sick Lynne actualy enjoys being cranky...in fact, she revels in it. Instead of trying to make herself feel better Sick Lynne will actually look for things to complain about...too bad my students have a quiz tomorrow. I have a feeling Sick Lynne is going to enjoy using her red pen more than usual;)