Hey Sailor!

Thursday night we went into the city for a company Happy Hour. Much to my delight...this week is "Fleet week" in NYC. Needless to say, we had a mightly good time, although I still think the interns could drink the sailors under the table. Yet again this was one those Sex and the City moments I was thrilled to be re-creating. Some I-banker guy was trying to buy a uniform from one of the sailors in order to improve his odds with the ladies. Whatever he paid, I'm sure it was worth every penny...

Warning: Do Not Let This Dog Near Your Hot Tub

This is Rocky. Rocky is my roommate's dog and he's only a year old, so he still likes to chew lots of things. Apparently, he also likes to jump into the hot tub like he tried to tonight. Last time I was in, he ran off with my robe and untied the back of my bathing suit by biting the string. Still, the hot tub seemed like the best way to get warm (it's only 45 degrees right now!), but not exactlyl relaxing.

"If you see gum on the street, don't pick it up - it's not free candy."

Ah, so I made it to New York. It was a long drive, and despite some atrocious mapquest directions, I found my new home for the summer. It's very beautiful and my room looks out onto the lake. I haven't gotten around to taking pictures, but I will.

Yesterday, I went into Manhattan to meet some friends. I was pretty proud of myself for finding my way down there (very easy via train actually) and to various locations, although this one homeless guy on the subway told me that I didn't look "like I was from around here." That kind of bothered me, since I didn't even have my map out.

I'm gonna lay low for the next couple of days, but go back down on Friday to hang out with Judy and other Kelley students. Also, I'm still working on the internet access at my house, so I cannot return e-mails, etc. very quickly. Also, sorry if I'm kind of boring on this posting. Am exhausted from driving around, losing wallet, etc. Plus, I should prob eat something.

Bryan Adams Works in Mysterious Ways

Bryan Adams has achieved legendary status this year in the Kelley MBA Admissions Office. Essentially, we are all fascinated by the fact that, against all odds, he still has a substantial fan base around the world, especially in parts of Asia. In a nutshell, Bryan Adams is to India as David Hasselhof is to Germany. So, although the following story (uncovered by fellow Bryantastic fan Kevin Wickham) is amazing, it is hardly surprising:

Woman wakes from seven year coma at Bryan Adams concert
A German woman has woken up from a seven year coma after she was taken in a wheelchair to see Bryan Adams in concert. Christiane Kittel, now 24, was a pupil at her local school in Regensburg, when she fell into a coma. Doctors diagnosed a lung embolism and, despite emergency surgery to save her life, Christiane never fully recovered - spending the last seven years in a coma.

Her mother, Adelheid Kittel, said: "Bryan Adams was always her biggest hero and she loved his music before she fell into a coma. "When I heard about the concert in Regensburg I knew straight away that I had to take her there. I decided that Christiane had to hear him.
"Christiane was sitting in her special wheelchair and suddenly she started showing reactions that for seven years we have been dreaming of. She opened her eyes and actually watched what was going on, she started to move in the wheelchair, and she was totally fascinated by the music and the singer."

Why am I such an idiot?!

Saturday, I drove up to San Francisco from San Diego and made it up just in time to go to dinner with my mom and my cousin. The real fun started after dinner when I realized that my rental car had been towed. (P.S. it was freezing by that time.) Honestly, I had noticed that the car was about 2 INCHES into a driveway, but was clearly not "blocking" it. Anyway, $200 later, I got it out, only to discover this morning that they'd also placed another $75 parking ticket inside the car. Very classy, San Francisco.

Still, this was clearly my fault. Oh, and the reason I feel like a complete idiot? I also lost my wallet a few days earlier on the drive down to San Diego. I really can't afford any more of this. Really. Perhaps I should carry my wallet in one of those travel pouches or cheesy fanny packs from now on.

World's Strongest Baby

I'm back home in San Diego! Last night I visited my cousin Tira and her family. This is a picture of her son, Hayden. He doesn't stop moving for two seconds and is fond of pulling the little hairs out of the back of peoples' necks. Hayden' older brother Hunter is also quite a handful. Hunter got mad at me when I wouldn't give him this air freshner thing he'd given me as a "present" and then tried to take back. He told me to "get in my car and go home," but we eventually made up. I think stubborness runs in my family.

Apparently, Keanu Reeves is not gay

Yesterday, Maleeda and I grabbed some margaritas at this little Mexican food place in LA. Keanu Reeves was there with this girl (girlfriend?) and some other guy. They came out onto the patio and sat about 5 feet from us, and he proceeded to make out with the girl repeatedly and smoke many cigarettes. I was really having a hard time concentrating on maintaining a converstation with Wags and playing it cool. I kept wanting to quote lines from Point Break ("I am an F-B-I agent!") and Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, but I managed to refrain. Wags wouldn't let me take a picture so we didn't look touristy. By the way, he was wearing this black crushed velvet suit on a really hot day with white running shoes and no socks.

I hate dachshunds

I'm visiting my mom in Northern California. She collects everything dachshund. It was really hard to decide which knick-knack was the creepiest, but I settled on this "Dashshund of the month" calendar thing. She say me taking this picture and she said, "You're not taking that picture because you like it - you're making fun." How very perceptive. But really, besides the yippy little dogs and the fact that it's raining, I'm having a great time. Happy Mother's Day, Mom! :)

Who travels with a cat? Besides crazy people...

Here's Gia midway en route from California to Indiana. It's surprising that Ann and I weren't killed on that drive. Anyway, the reason I bring this up now is b/cI have to take her with me on a plane this Saturday so she can stay in SF this summer. And then I thought about how ridiculous I will look carrying a cat around the airport at my layover in Denver. I'm not one of those ladies with 5 cats that knits them sweaters or something. Plus, I'm also worried that Gia might scratch somebody's eyes out, which is a real possibility.
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Short Pinky Hand Twin Located

For those of you that you know me, I'm sure you know that I have a short right pinky. I recently went to Japan, where I ran into this man - my short pinky hand twin. Hard to tell from this picture, but trust me, it was eerily identical. He said that I was very lucky. We'll see.

exercise in futility

i'm not sure if i really want to start blogging. i am sure that i don't want to study right now though.