Yesterday evening was windy. So windy that as I was walking to the bike rack I felt like my legs would be swept out from under me and I would cartwheel like a cartoon down the sidewalk. I didn't, I walked to my bike and as I was unlocking it noticed a dollar had gotten caught in the rear derailleur. I was pretty happy about the dollar and I gazed up at the Tier One building and imagined what life would be like if a dollar got stuck in my bike every day. If I was patient I could have a new bike pretty soon, or a bike bell, or, or, or...a cup of coffee everyday.
Yeah, I'm off to the coffee shop now, I've got a dollar burning a hole in my bag.
Falling Back On the Whole Made-up Question and Answer Post
Q: Why have you only been posting pictures and links recently, have your fingers been cut off?
A: I haven't been posting the events of my life because I've come down with a severe case of self-doubt regarding my writing. I lead a boring life, and no matter how I dress it up for the blog, I imagine readers rolling their eyes and quickly clicking away from my posts. I can't stand the rejection, so I give you nothing of myself to reject, just links to interesting things.
Also, I've been busy applying to/visiting/accepting a graduate program where I'll study landscape architecture next year. Um, yay!
I'm also working on setting up another blog over at Wordpress.com. I like the layouts better and I'll be writing over there whenever I get my lazy self around to importing the archives from here to there.
Oh, and my fingers are still around, though I shut my thumb in the color-printer room's door today. The nail got bent back and it now hurts, but I'm typing this anyway.
Q: Where are you going to go to grad school?
A: I'll be feeling the noise at the University of Illinois. The most exciting part of going there is that my sister lives in Champaign-Urbana already. They're also going to pay my tuition, I haven't wrapped my mind around getting paid to go to school. Okay, I'm way excited about going back to school and I will, hopefully, kick school's ass this time around.
Q: What are some interesting things that happened last week?
A: I was late to work one morning and got stopped by 3 or 4,000 people marching to the capitol to protest the proposed immigration bill. It was fun to watch and exciting to hear the crowd chanting, what I thought was, "Ce-sar Pel-li! Ce-sar Pel-li!" I could not come up with the connection between immigration reform and an Argentinean architect (connection: he went to UIUC), but whatever, more power to the protest, right? Nope. When I looked up the story in the local paper I found out what they were really chanting...Si se puede. Ah, it makes so much more sense.
Then later, as I was assiduously searching for images of Stephen Colbert, a professor from UIUC called to convince me to study at Illinois. She was the first person I told that I would officially be going there. I think she was glad she didn't have to do much convincing, in fact, she told me she hadn't eaten lunch yet.
Myspace.com is the devil and I hate it. I've been having dreams about nose-jobs because of it.
Q: Are you still employed? And if so, how often do you steal other people's print-outs off the color printer?
A: I still show up for work, but I can quit anytime I want. I try to steal at least one a day, or whenever I have to go down and pick up my print-outs.
This week is the Nebraska FFA convention in Lincoln. I really don't know anything about FFA just that hundreds of teenagers swarm downtown in dark blue corduroy jackets with gold embroidery on the backs saying where they're from. This morning the Sandhills group blocked the bike rack and this evening, as I rode past the Cornhusker, another herd was standing on the corner waiting to cross the street. I was trying not to stare or even make eye contact, though I desperately wanted to take their picture, when I heard a scratchy-voiced adolescence boy yell out, "Hey! Nice. Bike."
...but now I don't. That's why I haven't been writing. Oh, but big things are in the works so get ready for posts and posts of exciting material, in the meantime...
My car died today and Scott and Karen had to push it off a busy street to a parking lot. Scott dressed appropriately for car pushing in sneakers, utility pants, and a sweat shirt. Karen was pretty in a jean jacket, guacho pants, and kitten heels, but she pushed like a trooper and I couldn't help but giggle at what a strange scene it was. Daniel came and let me use his car's battery to jump start mine, but it didn't work. Then he saved the day by driving all of us to Victoria's Secret so Karen could buy a new bra.
I took some pictures this week the day we had the first severe thunderstorm of the season. I got caught in it while riding to the post office to mail my taxes and April's rent.
And going back in time two weeks when Lincoln got a freak snow storm the first day of spring, I took pictures of the snowmen that appeared up the block from me.
Yes, you guessed right. Those are someone's dental molds of their teeth...and I laughed and laughed on that street corner until a creepy man slowly drove by. In the past month I've learned that I live a few blocks from the "red light district" in Lincoln. He must have mistaken me for a prostitute. It's easy to do, I don't blame him.
