chickintheham

Today, right in my new gadget sidebar.... what is that bar actually called... is it called a gadget sidebar? Anyway, if you have windows vista you know what I'm talking about...

So, today... I was working away when all of a sudden a new crises shows up in my news update on my gadget sidebar. Do you know there is a new crises... not the economy. That has been well publicized. This one I think could use a little more publicity. It's a chocolate crises. Seriously.

Today I learned that Hershey has been replacing coco butter with vegetable oil. Oi! That's not right. Apparently they are not messing with Hershey Kisses or the Hershey Bar but their other bars have been tampered with. Yet again... I must say, contact your representative. This madness needs to be stopped.

Don't we all remember what happened with the New Coke debacle. It wasn't pretty. Don't let this chocolate mess get out of control. Take a stand. Now apparently, the whole house of representative website is receiving a great deal of traffic due to other matters so it may be a little difficult to get on there, but don't give up.

I have something else to tell you about. It's a movie I saw this past weekend at the Birmingham Sidewalk Film Festival. I only saw one film but it was a good one. It was I Think We're Alone Now. It's a film about 2 men who are obsessed fans of Tiffany's. And, it was perhaps the funniest movie I have ever seen. Only, in a very sad, disturbing sort of way. In fact, I guess I could say it was hilariously dissturbborn. I debated telling you about it because I thought perhaps it would make me a bad person... cause you know, it was sort of heart breaking. And I'd be lying if I didn't tell you I haven't talked to God about it. Because WoW! It was crazy. But, I think you should see it. Earlier today I saw an interview with one of the guys in the film. He seemed to approve of the documentary so I decided if he approves of the film then I should certainly tell my friends about it. I don't know if it'll ever be at Netflix but if you have the chance to see it on the Sundance channel or at a local film festival, check it out. I'm using my favorite quote from the film as the title of this blog entry. It was said by Jeff Turner who believes Tiffany is his best friend. He also believes his head is cracked and letting light out into the world.

After watching the film, I'm not sure I can continue with my whole calendar boy endeavor. Uhm, you guys all know that Rufus Sewell does not know I exist right... and further more. I'm okay with that. I don't try to communicate with him telepathically. We live completely separate lives. That's clear right? I just want to be sure. Jack Hanna is also safe. I like to see him on Letterman and if I ever get the chance to stop by the Columbus Zoo, I might check it out. But, I don't need him to kiss my cheek or anything. You knew that right? This is also true of Bear Grylls and... who else have I obsessed over... oh yes, Jeff Goldblum. All safe... all live separate lives. We're good.

Labels: Hershey, I think we're alone now, Rufus Sewell, Tiffany

oh my gosh, I am so hungry. This has been one of those days when I keep thinking I'll eat in just a moment and then it never happens. I started out thinking I'd grab a little breakfast when I got to work this morning... Then it became, I'll go get a burger for lunch as soon as I finish such and such... and now I'm just dang hungry. The current mantra is, "I'll leave here in a few moments when my student finishes up and grab some chicken on the way home." I NEED SOME CHICKEN! Trust me. I'm Soooo hungry.





While I'm waiting for my student I'll tell you that I went to the University of Kentucky for a workshop last week. Lexington was a lovely city. I didn't have time to sight see really but I did manage to get lost 2x and so I saw a little more than I had expected. While I was there, I rented a Toyota Yaris. The guy at the rental company tried to get me to spend just a few dollars more a day to get a bigger car but I didn't think I could justify it with my employer so I stuck with the compact size car. It turns out I LOVED the Yaris. I want one. I only took one picture while I was up there and here it is... what does it tell you?

It was so much fun to drive and I think the gas milage was good. When I turned the car back in I only had to put. $11.13 worth of gas in... Which was about 2.5 gallons. And I must have driven about 70 miles around the city... and the turning ratious... was phenominal. Yes, I tested it.

I currently drive a Ford Escape... which I also love. It makes great excess storage in the rare times that I have company over to my house. The Yaris would never be good for that. Still, I want a Yaris. I keep trying to tell myself that a paid for car is better than a not paid for car... no matter what the gas milage is. That might not be true if I had to drive more... but, I'm not really a girl who drives a lot. I probably drive.... maybe 100 miles a week. So, it's not worth it right? my ability to reason needs some back up here.... because the desire to go car shopping is pretty strong.

I'm also a vain person. I probably wouldn't look very sophistacted or cool driving a Yaris either right? Right? help me out, right?

I don't need a new compact car do I? Well, do I? sigh. It was just so much fun to drive.

Okay... my student is through.... time for me to go find some food to chow down on... and trust me... it's not going to be pretty.

callooh callay!!! I think I've figured out how to keep up with my other blog friends using blogspot. I'm a little slow on figuring such things out. But, having easier access to my friends lives will make me happier because don't you all want me to know exactly what you are up too. Of course you do. We've got no secrets right? I mean just the other day I told you I needed to shave my legs. Would I have told you that if we weren't friends. No way! Of course, I also wouldn't have told you that if we were face to face. I'm all open and honest and raging as long as I don't have to look you in the eye. But, I know none of the rest of you are like that. You're better than me. It's true. I accept it and love you for it.

So Friday night I went to see this comedian guy name Jim Gaffigan. I had no idea who he was before I went to see him. Once again, Purple hooked me up with sweet entertainment for an evening. It's always good to have someone want to hang with you on a Friday night. I ushered for the show. That is a good deal. Work a little and then see a free show. Woohoo. I think his tickets were like $40 or something. There's no way I would have shelled out money like that for an unknown. But, he was funny and clean... I'd recommend him. If, you know, you've got $40 burning a hole in your pocket. I rarely have that happening myself. But, we are not all the same.

Then when I got home, I put on Rich's Lufkin Tx concert and watched it in bed. I thought I'd fall asleep to it. But, I never went to sleep. As luck would have it... I was awake until clear past 5am. Not good. Maybe Rich isn't the sort of thing you can listen to right before going to bed. He always gets me to thinking and apparently I can't think and sleep at the same time anymore. Well, I'm not sure I ever could. But, I used to be able to sleep whether I was attempting to think or not. I hadn't watched that video in a long time. It was interesting to see those guys again and think how they've all got different stuff going on and they're all married and that stuff... except for Rich. Rich is a "Grecian urn" he'll always be as he was in that video because, of course, he was killed soon after it was made... he's now living it up somewhere else. But, it's good to have his recordings, writings, and video's left here on earth to kick me in the butt when I needed and I needed it Friday night. I needed his speech on how to be close to God. Cause, I for sure haven't been being very obedient lately.

There's more that rises in the morning
Than the sun
And more that shines in the night
Than just the moon It's more than just this fire here
That keeps me warm In a shelter that is larger
Than this room
And there's a loyalty that's deeper
Than mere sentiments
And a music higher than the songs
That I can sing
The stuff of Earth competes
For the allegiance
I owe only to the giver
Of all good things


So if I stand let me stand on the promise
That you will pull me through
And if I can't, let me fall on the grace
That first brought me to You
And if I sing let me sing for the joy
That has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man
Who is longing for his home

There's more that dances on the prairies
Than the wind More that pulses in the ocean
Than the tide
There's a love that is fiercer
Than the love between friends
More gentle than a mother's
When her baby's at her side
And there's a loyalty that's deeper
Than mere sentiments
And a music higher than the songs
That I can sing
The stuff of Earth competes
For the allegence
I owe only to the Giver Of all good things

So if I stand let me stand on the promise
That you will pull me through
And if I can't, let me fall on the grace
That first brought me to You
And if I sing let me sing for the joy
That has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man
Who is longing for his home

Labels: Jim Gaffigan, Rich Mullins

There is a movement sweeping this nation. A movement that is part of the go green initiative in Universities and colleges across this country. Do you know what that movement is? It's the ban of cafeteria trays in dinning halls. It's ridiculous. I am against it. I typically go to the cafe on Fridays. I enjoy it. The meal for employees is only $2 and I get to actually see people who work in the building with me... but they work above ground. I don't often see the above ground dwellers. Heck, I even get to see people from all across campus. It's nice. Still my lunch time is very limited. I never take a full hour. I like to get in and get out. Lots to do you know. Do you know how much time the lack of a tray will cost me. That's two or three trips to get food and drinks and then two or three trips to the conveyor belt to put the dishes up. It's a cafeteria. There's lots of little dishes to carry. And what if you want a cold drink and coffee. And what do you do with your silverware? Carry it in your teeth? Let's just hope you have a pocket because what the heck do you do with your keys and id if you don't, make another trip?

The rationale is that if you don't have trays, you don't take as much food. So there's less waste right. Bah! It's a cafeteria! Granted the cafeteria here is pretty good. But, you are always going to pick up something that tastes nothing like you hoped it would... or worse yet, it's just bad. Some foods are not worth the calories. But, you don't know that until you take a bite. So, food is still going to be wasted. There is also an argument that says not providing trays saves on water. But, that's also not the best argument because apparently the dishwasher runs constantly... whether there's dishes going through it or not.

Someone write your representative. This madness needs to stop.

Doesn't this make you glad you aren't in college anymore?

I've about done all I can do for the day at my desk and so now I'm trying to decide something. Since we are not face to face, I feel I can be completely honest with you. I can right? Can I go for a walk/run wearing shorts? Clearly the answer to that is yes. Cause you know, a heck of a lot of things in this world are possible. Perhaps they are not probable and perhaps some things shouldn't be done but they are still possible. Here's the thing. My legs are, uhm, not really as shaved as the world might like them to be if I am going to be wearing shorts... as I would be because that's what I have with me to change in to. Here's another side of that coin.... no one in the world ought to be looking close enough to see my legs are not as shaved as they ought to be. Without an in depth study, surely the world would never know... right? But, I'd know. My vanity may not allow it. But, it's nice outside. I'd like to go. I think I'm going to go change and take my walk/run... So listen if any of you should happen to pass me out there and I know that is highly unlikely but like I said many things... though not probably... are possible. So, if you happen to pass me, do not make an in-depth study of my legs. It would not be good for either of us. And you know... I'd hate to have to fight the "ought-not-to-have demon" later on tonight... or you know for the rest of my life. You never know how long that demon will cling to you and suck the marrow right out of your body.

I got a new desk today. Yippee! I meant to take a picture of my old desk before it was replaced but things have just been to crazy and I forgot. My previous desk was brought into the library before the invention of the computer. Now, old can be good and the desk was a good solid wood desk but it just didn't give me enough space to work and I literally had to put blocks under all the legs in order to get my knees under it.





My new desk is only new to me. It is actually a cast off from a Student organization that until recently had an office in the library. When they moved out, I got the desk. Huzzah.





I've been like a mad woman cleaning out junk and swapping out the desks. Today, I started loading up the desk and discovered that I had an atrocious amount of writing utensils. Before I got rid of them I took a picture.


And those are only the pens that work. There are about 30 or 40 more pens in the trash that were all dried up. I don't know how I manged to get so many pens. But, this I know... I don't need to pick up anymore pens at any future conferences or workshops. I think I'm good for a long long time.

Now, I am whooped. I'm tired. I seriously could use a back massage or a cracking. Leaning over boxes and loading up drawers has killed my back.

So, I think I am really missing being on one of my old blogs. Keeping up with folks isn't as easy using blogspot. Maybe that's because I haven't invested myself fully into figuring it out.

On Friday, while I was sitting at my booth, this lady walked by and looked at me funny. Even as she passed me, she was starring. As you know, I'm very fragile so I was disturbed.... even more so when she started to come back towards me. When she got to me she said, "Who are you?" Well, you know, I'm not one to give out a bunch of personal info to strangers so I told her who I represented and not who I was. But, then she said, "Yes I know, But who are you?" Me, "I'm a librarian at the school" The lady, "Yeah, but you've been on television right? Are you famous? What show are you on?" You know ever since Reese Witherspoon won her Oscar for Walk the Line, I'm always getting mistaken for her. yeah right! No one has ever mistaken me for being famous before. I think I'm the most unphotogenic person on the planet. Even though I will let people take my picture, I like to think I look better in person than I do digital. I don't look like someone off of America's Most Wanted do I? Just to be clear, I have never ever been on a reality cop show either. I do try to behave.

Well, that is basically my Philly review. Over all it was a good trip. Certainly, it was a city worth visiting.

Here's one final picture. It was taken in George Washington and John Adams pew at Christ Church which is apparently where everyone went who wasn't Quaker. I just thought it was cool to have a picture of what George and John would have seen on Sunday Mornings while worshipping God.