Very Funny Joke to Keep You Entertained While I Slack Off

A group of zoo-goers are surrounding the lion cage when the lion reaches out and grabs a little girl in its teeth. Suddenly, a man dodges through the crowd, punches the lion square in the nose and gets the little girl to safety. Standing nearby is a reporter who loudly declares that that act of heroism was the bravest thing he has ever seen.
"I'm a journalist for the New York Times," he says to the hero, "and tomorrow I am going to put you on the front page of the newspaper! Can I have your name, occupation, and political affiliation please?"
The Hero tells the reporter "My name is John Smith, I'm a proud United States Marine and a Republican."
The next day, the Hero grabs a copy of the New York Times to see if the guy followed through. There he was on the front page with the headline: "Man Suckerpunches African Immigrant and Steals His Lunch."


Hahahha....

November Books Read

It's so hard to keep up with all the books I have read over the last month. Since I wait all month to post this blog (not to mention being a Barnes and Noble bookseller), I'm thinking of starting a seperate blog that is all books all the time. Any thoughts, please let me know...

Supreme Courtship by Christopher Buckley

You've seen other Christopher Buckley titles mentioned on this blog - he's one of my favorite authors - and this is the newest book from the hilarious political satirist. A very unpopular president, tired of having every eligible judge he nominates to the Supreme Court be ripped to shreds by the nomination committee, nominates Judge Pepper Cartwright, America's favorite television judge, to the Supreme Court of the United States. [Insert standard "hilarity ensues" comment.]

Final Say: A great book for anyone who just wants to see the lighter side of politics for awhile (especially after this last election). And after you enjoy this one, go pick up "Boomsday" (my favorite), or "Thankyou for Smoking."

The Nightingale by Morgana Gallaway

Sorry, there isn't a picture yet for this book, as it is not yet released. One of my favorite things about working at a bookstore is the free advanced reader's copies. Usually, they aren't books expected to do well, and while I usually enjoy the free books I get, they usually aren't ones I will go out of my way to recommend to customers. "The Nightingale" is, however, an exception. In her first novel, Gallaway accomplishes the impossible: covering a controversial topic in a controversial setting while still remaining 'chick-lit.' The main character, Leila, is Iraqi and a translator at the American base, but she could easily be any girl in any culture and country. The story is about Leila falling in love with an American soldier, despite the fact that her father is one of the most wanted terrorists in the city of Mosul.

Final Say: I usually hesitate to pick up books that take place in the current day Middle East; I find they tend to try too hard to make some amazing point that ends up falling flat, but I think this one worked well. Recommended if it's your type of genre.

Flying Changes by Sara Gruen

Last month, I raved about this book's predecessor, "Riding Lessons," this month I equally enjoyed the sequel, "Flying Changes." Sara Gruen, who also wrote "Water for Elephants," is an amazingly talented author. I can't usually relate so much to a middle-aged heroine, and yet Gruen's Annemarie is so entertaining, I can't help but find a way to relate to her insecurities with her boyfriend, the mother-daughter relationships (with both Annemarie and her purely Austrian mother, and Annemarie and her own daughter, Eva), and her love for her horse (who reminds me of my Joey).

Final Say: Next month when I post my top ten favorite books of the year, Gruen's books will definitely be on there.

People of the Book by Geraldine Brooks

This was my first Geradline Brooks novel, though definitely not my last. She won the Pulitzer Prize for her other novel, "March" which tells the story of Little Women from the Father's perspective. It's hard to encapsulate a book as complex as "People of the Book," but here's my attempt. The story starts in 1996, when Hanna, a conservator of books, is assigned to conserve what is known as the Serajevo Haggadah (a real book cherished for it's unusually vibrant images). The conserving of the book goes as planned, except that Hanna finds three mysterious things embedded in the book: the wing of an insect, a small red stain, and a grain of what appears to be salt. The story then weaves between the "people of the book" (those who have played a part in the history, and often the survival of the book), and present day where Hanna attempts to solve the mysteries of the book and the religous strifes of today's world.

Final Say: An absolutely amazing novel. This is what I have been recommending to all my customers lately, and I don't think anyone will be disappointed.

Finished!

Well, after three long years of waiting, I have finally turned in my UC Berkeley and UCLA applications. What a different feeling it is to turn in the applications knowing I actually have a chance!Though I think this is even worse...at least in high school when I applied, I knew I didn't have a snowball's chance in Hell at getting in, so there wasn't much stress or disappointment waiting for the rejection letter. This wait is going to drive me insane!

So from now until April, my fate is in the hands of the University of California admissions office. Fingers crossed, and wish on a hay bale for me, please.

5 Things I Love

Jenny very kindly passed along this thingie (I don't know how to post links, so please check out her blog from the link to the side....even though she is really my only reader:)) with directions to post five things I love. I figured that was easy....

1. I love Joey for somehow always knowing when I need to be cheered up

2. I love my family

3. I love the feeling of having all my homework done (I'm hoping to have this feeling soon...only three more essays to write!)

4. I love winter, and all the blankets and flannel sheets that go with it

5. I love the new Christmas cookies I just bought...they are great for dunking in milk yum:)

The hard part is finding five people to send this to. I think most of my readers have already been tagged in this fun game, so I'm going to skip it for now. Thanks again Jen!

She and Him: Los Angeles

Being the obsessive fan that I am, one She and Him concert wasn't enough, so Amy and I went down to Southern California for yet another She and Him concert - this time at The House of Blues in Anaheim.

Luckily, we were starving by the time we got there, and decided just to eat at the HOB. This ended up totally working out, because we were one of three groups who got to go in early for eating there. We ran to the front, and ended up being front row, center. The only bad part about getting there so early is that we were standing there over an hour waiting for it to start. I really was not happy about having to sit through Lavendar Diamond again (scroll down to see the post "She and Him: San Francisco"), but by the time they came on, Amy and I were just glad that something was happening. Not surprisingly, Amy thought she was as crazy as I had said she would be, and during the screaming song, Amy laughed so hard, Hippie-girl heard her and looked down at her. 'Twas hilarious though. And *everyone* was laughing.

I thought that She and Him was even *better* than in San Francisco. And even though I think Bimbos is a bigger venue, there was a lot more energy in L.A. The thing that I like about She and Him is that Zooey and M. Ward play all of the instruments themselves (with the exception of the drums. They were played by another drummer at the concert), and so M. Ward would be playing the guitar, then go over to the piano and play the piano. My favorite part of both concerts was when Zooey played my favorite song, "Sentimental Heart." The lights on the stage went down, and it was just a spotlight as she played the song on the piano and sang.

They really put on a good show...I won't bore you with it any longer, even though I could probably go on and on. I'll just post pictures instead lol.

Zooey does almost all of the vocals on the CD, and so I didn't really appreciate M. Ward until seeing him in concert. I have never been so amazed by someone playing the guitar - he is unbelievably amazing and talented.

Zooey singing my favorite song, "Sentimental Heart"

We were front row, center, and so we had an awesome view of Zooey standing right in front of us.

M. Ward on the piano.

She & Him songs are made up of only a few instruments. Zooey's instrument of choice is the tamborine.

She and Him

Scary

This is the guy who does not like the National Anthem.
This is the guy who did not feel the need to place the American flag on the side of his plane while campaigning.
This is the guy who publicly stated he would take the side of Islam should "things get ugly."

Messiah? Really?

I Voted

Dragged myself out of bed early this morning to drive to my polling place, and cast my vote for John McCain and Sarah Palin!

She & Him: San Francisco

This post is a little late coming, but on Monday night I went to the first of two She and Him concerts. OMG, it was everything I had hoped for. For those of you who don't know, She & Him is my favorite band. Their CD is just amazing, and to be frank, I'm obsessed.

Anyways, T and I went to the concert. We got to Bimbos 360 club in San Francisco about a half an hour before the opening band was about to go on, and somehow managed to end up in the front row. Lavander Diamond was the opening act, and they were....interesting... I love hippies, but this girl was a little out there. She kept saying these things like:

It is now this moment, and it will never be this moment again

and

Sometimes I like to put my hand over my heart and feel it beating.

and my personal favorite:

Earth is the most beautiful planet in the world

Their songs *sucked*, but none were as bad as their last song, which didn't have any lyrics, just screaming (which sounded vaguely Ariel-like). I didn't think I could laugh any harder, until T proved me wrong by asking where Ursula was when you need her.

But then Zooey and M. Ward came out, and all was right in the world :) Sometimes I don't like hearing my favorite songs live, because the bands usually switch them up, and they don't sound as good, but these songs were even better live, even with the few changes made. We weren't able to take pictures, but I still managed to leave with a special souvenir. Zooey took a sip of her water bottle and then set it down right in front of my face. When the concert was over, she still hadn't come back for her water. I wasn't going to snag her water bottle until the guy next to me started eyeing it. That's when T jumped on the stage and grabbed it for me - so sweet.

Here is said water bottle:

Only a Few Hours...

...until the She & Him concert. Pictures and full descriptions of the magic that is M. Ward and Zooey Deschanel tomorrow!

October Books Read

I can't believe October is already over. I didn't read as much as I would have liked to, thanks mostly to my research paper being due. I will spare you all the economics books on China and Africa that I read bits and pieces of, and tell you about the chick lit I escaped to instead.

My Horizontal Life: A Collection of One-Night Stands by Chelsea Handler.

When I first picked up this book, I was a little sad that someone would have enough one-night stands to fill a book. A few hours later, when I finished this hilarious romp, I was sad that she didn't have more! Chelsea Handler (she is a stand-up comic, currently with her own show on E!) is unapologetic and just plain gutsy. I can't remember the last time I laughed this much when reading a book.

Final Say: Blush all you want, but read it and love it.

Two Little Girls in Blue by Mary Higgins Clark

Unfortunately, the hilarity that is Chelsea Handler was followed by this crap. I desperately needed something to read, but with my petite vacay that I am going on in a few days, I wasn't willing to shell out valuable dollars for one. Digging through my countless boxes of books actually produced this - one of the few I own that I haven't yet read. And apparently for good reason. Clark's supposed thriller is the story of twins who are kidnapped for ransom. One is returned, while the kidnapper decides to keep the other one. The result is less than thrilling.

Final Say: Don't bother.

Remember Me by Sophie Kinsella

I can't think of any other author who makes me happy the way Sophie Kinsella does. I first read her book Can You Keep a Secret in a book club in high school and was hooked instantly. Young, witty, and British, Kinsella writes the way I only dream of writing. Her newest book is about Lexi, a run-0f-the-mill Londoner who wakes up one day in the hospital to learn she has amnesia. The last three years of her life are one big black hole in her brain, and she is left to wonder why she is married to one of the wealthiest (and gorgeous) men in Britain, why her best friends no longer speak to her, and why her teeth have been veneered.

Final say: Pick this one up along with Can You Keep a Secret and The Gatecrasher (which she wrote as Madeleine Wickham). You will thank me.

Riding Lessons by Sara Gruen

This was the amazing debut novel of the author of Water for Elephants. I actually picked this up a while ago, before reading WFE, but hesitated to actually read it. I thought like most horse-themed books it would be sappy and end with a horse dying, and so I was surprised and thrilled to find that once again, Gruen has created characters and a story that make it impossible to put her book down.

Final Say: Read and love Water for Elephants first, then grab this title and its sequel Flying Changes. Don't be deterred when you ask yourself what the heck a double oxer or a posting trot is - you'll quickly fall in love with Gruen's achingly real characters - both human and equine.

Happy Halloween!

I'm not really into the scary part of Halloween (haha, I only just realized how stupid that sounds), so this little pirate bunny from my Grandma's garden will have to suffice in wishing you a happy (and safe) Halloween!

Days Like This

I love days like this: the threat of rain, a cooler temperature, and the sweet smell of nature. Hot chocolate, Uggs, and sweatshirts are some of my all time favorite comforts, and today was the perfect day to enjoy all three. If I could only have spent the day curled up on the couch reading instead of going to school.... Tonight I can't wait to fall asleep to the sound of rain on the roof. But when I wake up tomorrow morning, that wonderful smell of fresh rain will be the last of my enjoyment. Every year I look forward to the rain and the coming of Fall, that is until I pull out my beloved Wellingtons and go out to the barn where Joey and Iggy will, inevitably, be caked in mud from rolling and playing in puddles. *Sigh* Filthy horses = happy horses = sad Kelsey.

7 Days....

....till this damn election is finally over (mmmvotemccainmmm)! In the meantime, a good joke:

Two kids are trick-or-treating on Halloween and get to a house where a man dressed as a vampire opens the door.

"Look at all this candy you've collected!" cries the Vampire. "Now I'm going to collect it from you to hand out to all of the kids who were too lazy to come trick-or-treating themselves."

One kid turns to the other and says, "Oh great, a Democrat."

O HAI GUYZ

This is just a hey-I'm-still-alive post. I'm currently chipping away at my paper due on Wednesday (something about China's stake in Sudanese oil...:/).

In the meantime, here's a shoutout to my Joshy who apparently has been reading my blog!! I miss you!

And here's something to put a smile on your face... (Ah, there's just something awesome about cats with bad grammar....)

Oh, one more because I'm in a good mood:

My Name is Kelsey and I Have an Addiction

I went to Starbucks three times today.

I don't even like coffee.

This morning I got a venti hot chocolate with a shot of rasberry. No whip.

I went back before going out to the barn for a venti double chocolaty chip frappachino. No whip.

On the way back from the barn I got a venti Passion Iced tea. I don't think it comes with whip.

Boyz in Bandz

My mom, Amy, and I went to Rockband Live at San Jose State last night. It was an awesome concert featuring four different bands: The Cab, Dashboard Confessional, Plain White T's, and Panic at the Disco. Amy and I had gone to a Panic concert on their original tour, and after raving about it for months, grabbed tickets for this concert as soon as we heard they were apart of it.

The concert was amazing, and the theme of the night ended up being the attraction to boys in bands. Here's a sampling ;)

The lead singer and guitarist for The Cab. Musically, they were okay ... mostly just fun to look at.

Next up were the Plain White T's. I was excited about hearing Delilah live, but really thought that they were a bit of a one-hit wonder. Turns out, I liked every song they played more than the last one. They have a new song that's even better than Delilah called "1234". Seriously, download it. Love it. You won't be sorry.

This is not a boy in a band (duh). This is Amy very excited about the lead singer of the Plain White T's. She said, and I quote, "He reminds me of Ray Charles." You'll have to ask her to explain that one....something about the way he danced.

The lead singer of Dashboard Confessional. I didn't love their songs, but he told funny jokes in between. I would post one here, but I have underage readers.

Panic at the Disco. He is probably one of the most talented people in the entertainment industry.

September Books Read

I know this is a little late, but for all of my fellow readers, here are my books read in September:

I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell by Tucker Max.

Soon to be a movie, this book is a collection of sexual escapades from a Duke-educated, self-proclaimed a**hole.

Don't read this book if you have any morals. I personally thought it was hilarious.

Condi: The Condoleeza Rice Story by Antonia Felix

A quick paperback about our current Secretary of State, the brilliant Condoleeza Rice. I didn't know much about her before reading this book, and picked it up only because I was interested in her educational path. Turns out she has led an unbelievablely interesting life, and there can be no question as to her level of absolute brilliance. A well-researched book about an important person of our time.

As for her educational path, I was pleased to see that she began learning Russian and soviet studies around the same time in her college career I did. That made me feel a lot better, as I have shed many a tear over Russian frustrations.

Sarah: How a Hockey Mom Turned Alaska's Political Establishment Upside Down by Kaylene Johnson (Wasilla resident:)

Apparently, September was the month for reading about powerful political women. When I picked this book up, it happened to be the only one available on our future vice-president. I liked her before, but *love* her after reading this book. Sarah Palin is a woman who truly wants what is best for our country. Slammed by both Democrats and Republicans she has taken every opportunity to vote the way she feels is right, ignoring party lines. A nice change from her main competitor :(

Africa: A Biography of the Continent by John Reader

I pride myself on the fact that I have read almost every single book in the Africa section at Barnes and Noble. I didn't read many books this month, because the majority of the month was spent getting through this massive chunk of history. The book is a fascinating read though, for people like me, who can't get enough of anything having to do with this amazing place. I won't bore you with details, especially since most of my readers (hi Dad! hi Amy!) were bombarded with [what I think] awesome facts and trivia almost every day.

Happy

I spent my entire eight hours of school yesterday texting Mystery Man (mystery to you, not to me:)). Usually on Tuesdays, I am so exhausted after such a long day of work and classes that I fall into bed asleep as soon as I get home. But tonight I fell into bed with cell phone in hand, because I stayed up until two in the morning texting. After four hours of sleep, I still managed to wake up feeling fresh and just a little bit giddy;)

Half-Cent Muffin?

I was at a cafe today and noticed a bunch of a muffins on a plate near the cash register. In front of the plate was a nicely decorated, color-coordinated sign that said "Muffins: .50 cents" (hmm...imagine there is a cents sign after the 50 as there doesn't seem to be one in the font list here...). I really wanted to grab two, put down a penny, and say thankyou and walk away. I know that they obviously did not mean that a muffin cost half of a cent, but I was very annoyed that they would make such a mistake. Things like that bug me.

100 Things About Me

I saw this on a couple other blogs, and thought it was a good idea. It's now 2 a.m. and in my insomniatic (insomniatic?) state, it's become a wonderful idea.

So here you go, 100 things you may or may not have known about yours truly:

1. My birthday is March 21. (Only six months...I want a puppy...:)

2. My middle name is Ann, after my paternal grandmother.

3. I work at Barnes and Noble Booksellers. Believe it or not, I love it.

4. I have 1 younger sister, and 1 older brother.

5. I was born and raised in the San Francisco Bay Area. No, I did not leave my heart in San Francisco.

6. I have three cats: Murray, Cosmo, and Linus.
7. I have two horses: Joey and Amigo

8. I won my horse, Joey, in a 4-H essay contest when I was ten years old.

9. I am a total bibliophile. I read over forty books last year, and am trying to beat my record this year.

10. I have an odd fondness for lima beans.

11. Contrary to my list of favorite literary greats, my all-time favorite book is "The Puppy Who Wanted a Boy," a children's picture book I got in Kindergarten.

12. My favorite TV show is Bones.

13. My favorite movie is The Illusionist.

14. I live to travel.

15. My favorite country visited is Spain.

16. I most want to visit Rwanda.

19. I have an extremely addictive personality.
20. Luckily, I don't drink regularly, or use drugs (I don't even take over-the-counter painkillers)

21. I love going to the theater.

22. I have seen Phantom of the Opera seven times. once in San Francisco, four times in London, and twice in Las Vegas.

23. I made my own theattrical debut as an Oompa Loompa in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in third grade.

24. I graduated high school with an embarrassing 3.0 GPA

25. I scored an everage 1140 on the SATs.

26. After two years at a JC, I am applying for transfer to some of the nation's top universities.

27. I am double majoring in African studies and International Relations.

28. I haven't yet chosen my minor.

29. I want to work for the United States Department of State.

30. I am fluent in French

31. I am almost at "research ability" level in Russian

32. I am easily stressed.

33. I made it to the final round of auditions for College Jeopardy.

34. Discovering my avid interest in Africa was like falling in love: I don't know why or how it happened, but it did.

35. I dispise ham.

36. My room is a mess.

37. The last book I read was "Condi: The Condoleeza Rice Story."

38. I am a proud registered Republican.

39. I live in Brentwood, California and love it.

40. My favorite band is She & Him.

41. I am going to three of the four California She & Him concerts.

42. I wrote my first completed manuscript in sixth grade. It's some of my best work.

43. Nothing inspires me like a good song.

44. I am just starting piano lessons.

45. I went to Spice Girl concerts on the original tour and the reunion tour.

46. I play a mean hand of Texas Hold 'Em

47. The best reminder I've ever been given is "high school is not the finish line."

48. I was editor-in-Chief of my high school newspaper.

49. Of my four family lines, three of them come from Yorkshire in England.

50. My favorite weekend getaway is Vegas.

51. The gas tank of my car is empty right now - as usual

52. I drive a 2008 Toyota Corolla

53. I hate talking on the phone

54. I have a crush on a co-worker

55. I never get dessert at restaurants

56. I have a weakness for Mexican food.

57. No trip to L.A. is complete without eating at Kate Mantilini's

58. I am oddly attracted to Travie, the lead singer of Gym Class Heroes

59. The National Anthem makes me cry every freakin' time

60. I collect decks of playing cards from all over the world. I have about eighty decks

61. I have various lines of my family history traced back to the 500s

62. I am a direct descendent of Edward I of England

63. A have a red notebook that goes with me everywhere. It holds all of my story ideas.

64. My current novel is about a group of people who start thinking for themselves. That's all you get...

65. My sister is my best friend.

66. My sister is my biggest critic

67. I truly believe I will accomplish something great in my lifetime.

68. Bad grammar is my biggest turn-off.

69. I compare every guy I meet to one particular guy I have had a crush on for five years and counting. I used to hate him.

70. I see no need to ever get married

71. I am going to study abroad at the University of Cape Town in South Africa

72. Sometimes I have to fight the urge to leave everything here and buy a one-way ticket to some third-world country.

73. I have seen 16 Vermeer paintings

74. One of my life goals is to see all 35 Vermeers

75. I am told I look like my dad

76. The only useful thing I can cook is paella

77. I drink multiple glasses of chocolate milk a day

78. My favorite soda is Dr. Pepper

79. I am a total insomniac

80. I have good friends from all over the world

81. I am fiercely competitive

82. I feel like I am most relaxed and myself when I am at the barn and with my horses.

83. My room is designed after a picture of a hotel room in Kenya.

84. I want to name my son Rufus

85. I ate In-and-Out Burger three times last week.

86. If all else fails, I will join the military.

87. My hair color is not natural.

88. I am currently reading "Africa: a Biography of the Continent."

89. The last movie I watched was "Cool Runnings."

90. I went to three different high schools

91. I know every word to every She & Him song.

92. My favorite store is Lacoste.

93. This is hard.

94. I have over thirty first cousins.

95. I spent my 21st birthday is Vegas

96. I am spending my 22nd birthday in Spain

97. I send my cat a postcard from every place I go.

98. I love college football

99. I have road rage.

100. I collect children's books for my future kids.

Results of My Social Experiment

Like everyone around me, I'm addicted to everything related to the Presidential election. Like everyone around me, I desperately want change to be had and America to reach it's potential as the great nation that it is. Unlike seemingly everyone around me, I do not think Barack Obama is the one who can do that. Unlike the few Republicans around me, I'm hoping to make that fact known.

See, living in San Francisco (or California for that matter) and saying you are a Republican is like walking up to Hitler wearing Star of David pajamas (Wow, it took a rediculously long time to decide what my Hitler-defying example should be wearing. For those who may be interested, earrings, t-shirt, and flag were also typed and subsequently deleted. Maybe he should be wearing all of them). According to some, the term "Republican" has sunk to the same level as words like 'Nazi', 'terrorist', 'clansman', and any of the other insane groups of people. On a daily basis, I hear sickening examples of liberal righteousness. My U.S. Government teacher, one of many examples I could bring up, likes to assume that all fifty-odd students in his class worship the Left the way he does. My annoyance at this fact is what instigated the idea of my little social experiment.

My dad's girlfriend was in Minnesota on a business trip a few days after the Republican National Convention and brought back a t-shirt that says: "I went to Minnesota to vote for McCain and Palin." I decided to wear this shirt out in public to see the type of reactions I would get.
I chose Tuesday because it's my longest day: I am on campus from 1p until 10p. (For my readers not interested in my college: I am in the process of transferring to UC Berkeley and attend the number on feeder school to Berkeley. On a daily basis, I am surrounded by Berkeley-wannabes. Seriously, I've seen enough dredlocks to last me a lifetime. If you can think of a more liberal school than Berkeley, I will give you a cookie.

I'm not going to lie I was a little nervous and shaky when I first walked onto campus. I was headed into campus for my first class right as morning classes were letting out, so there were tons of people walking towards me. I noticed stares at my shirt right away. Luckily, no horrible names or death looks followed. I couldn't tell if I was disappointed or relieved by this. I was on campus roughly three minutes before I got my first comment, and quite frankly, it surprised me. A girl walked by with two of her friends and, with eyebrows raised in genuine surprise, said, "Wow. Good for you." I had expected comments like these drenched in sarcasm, so it took me a moment to find my words once I realized that she was being genuine. I managed a stuttery "thankyou."

I didn't get any more comments for the rest of the day, but got plenty of looks. My art history teacher spent a long moment staring at it, and even smiled at me. Most people who walked by me read my shirt, and after awhile I started having fun with them by making sure I was looking them in the eye by the time they looked from my shirt to my face. I don't think my math teacher noticed, but he's a bit of a frazzled person, and doesn't notice a lot besides whether his pens are running out of ink.

By the time I got to my government class, I was confident. I'm sure it's not the big, ground-breaking deal I thought it was at the time, but I was proud of myself for going against the grain and (again, more dramatic than is probably necessary) standing up for my own beliefs. Also, as I had quietly hypothecized, my government teacher would have a negative comment. What I hadn't hypothecized was that his would be the *first* negative comment after almost seven hours of wearing the t-shirt. About ten minutes into his snore-inducing lecture, he caught sight of my shirt, stared for a good four or five seconds, and then obviously lost his train of thought because he had to stop mid-sentence and find his stride again. A few minutes later, once the customary Palin-bashing began, he acknowledged my shirt and said "oh no, please tell me that shirt is a joke." Nope. I would call him the horrible name I am thinking, but there are a couple of kids who have this blog address. So use your imagination.

Anyways, quite a success I think. Unfortunately, it was a terrifying and exhausting experience, and I have only worn the shirt to bed since. I'm thinking it's going to make the trip to Sonoma today though (yikes).

The Little Girl Who Wants To Be President

I'm sorry to everyone who has taken the time to check in on my blog - it's been a bit of a hectic week. I've been researching Africa's natural resources as they relate to genocide on the continent for a speech I have to do in my PoliSci class. Needless to say, that hasn't left much time to share my brilliant life experiences (hah!) with you.

But because I want to blog something, this cute little story was forwarded to me by e-mail, and I will post it here to share with you.

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The Little Girl Who Wants to be President

I was talking to a friend of mine's little girl, and she said she wanted to be President some day.

Both of her parents, liberal Democrats, were standing there, so I asked her,'If you were President what would be the first thing you would do?'

She replied, 'I'd give food and houses to all the homeless people.'

'Wow - what a worthy goal.' I told her, 'You don't have to wait until you're President to do that. You can come over to my house and mow, pull weeds, andsweep my yard, and I'll pay you $50. Then I'll take you over to the grocery store where the homeless guy hangs out, and you can give him the $50 to use toward food or a new house.'

She thought that over for a few seconds 'cause she's only 6. And while herMom glared at me, she looked me straight in the eye and asked, 'Why doesn't the homeless guy come over and do the work, and you can just pay him the$50?'

And I said, 'Welcome to the Republican Party .'

Her folks still aren't talking to me.

Lazy Saturday

I had a laid-back, but somewhat productive Saturday today.

Amigo is ready to go back to work, which means I can finally ride again tomorrow. I was at the barn today and polished my tack in preparation. This probably marks the only time I have willingly polished my tack...

Amy and I played about a hundred games of gin. She beat me almost every time. Badly.

We decided that if the cats dressed up for Halloween, this is what they would be:

Murray, my beloved fat cat: a go-go dancer.

Linus, who will hilariously roll and take off running at completely random times: a ninja (haha...this thought had me rolling in laughter)

Cosmo (I don't know how to describe Cosmo. I guess the picture below can say more than I can. I walked into this closet about eight times before seeing him there): a ghost.

Now I am watching Evita and bored out of my mind. She was interesting when we read about her in my English class, but now I'm a little bummed that I moved this ahead of Cool Runnings on Netflix qeue.

Friday Knight Lights

I was back with My Boys last tonight!



The first year my sister was a cheerleader, I skipped the games due to the fact that I despised football. Well, at that point, I despised most sports that didn't include horses. But when she made the Varsity cheerleading team, they got to travel to Paradise (some hick town a few hours away), and I decided to tag along for the novelty. I learned at that game that football isn't so bad, it's fun when they win, and my sister's cheerleading team was actually pretty good.



As the season progressed, I fell more and more in love with the team, getting to know the boys and learning that once I understood the game, football was actually quite entertaining (though I have since concluded that this does not apply to NFL football, where the players are all jerks and different rules apply. College football I seem to love just as much. Go Bears!!) I went to every game, and was even crying when we scored the winning touchdown with 23 seconds left to go to the championships. I learned more from that game, I think, than most of my own high school experiences. We finished the season 12-1, only losing the championship game (had we won, we would have been Northern California champions, and gone on to state).



Most of the guys graduated last year and went on to college. Though they were all an integral part of our winning team, none of them are playing in college, though a couple of them should be: Paclebar, Shapiro (omg, what a kick), and Yago to name a few. The only guys back for their senior year are Sean Delfani and Diante Jackson. Jackson is our star, the one that makes amazing one-handed catches great plays. Apparently, he attended the USC training camp as a mere sophomore. I guess if he plays for them next year, I'll just have to set aside my pride and go to a USC game (blah Go Bears). That's Jackson on the right. Number One!!



I was thrilled to go back for the first game last night. Even though we've moved and Amy isn't a Knight anymore, they're still My Boys!! It was nice sitting back up in those bleachers. Leave it to San Francisco to cool off so dramatically so quickly. A few nights ago, it was 95 degrees and dark, but I'd say fall has definitely come in along with football season. Though I was shivering uncontrollably, I wouldn't have it any other way! Nothing says football season more than sitting in the aluminum bleachers wrapped up in my scarf, gloves, and Knights sweatshirt.

Too bad they suck this year. We played California High from San Ramon (my aunt and uncle both attended Cal High) and they slaughtered us. The final score was 22-9 Cal. What a difference a year makes. I didn't recognize any of the names on the sidelines, which was wierd. Luckily USC already knows Jackson is a hell of a player, because he didn't get much opportunity to shine last night. Yago had some off games as QB last year, but at least he could get the ball to his players.

*Sigh*. Oh well, I'll be back next week. Go Knights!

9/11

Today, I was a little disappointed in America.

As most of you know, today is the seventh anniversary of 9/11. I can still remember waking up to the news of a plane crashing into the buildings, and the desperate days afterward. I know I wasn't the only one who couldn't watch enough television coverage, or read enough articles (or hear enough survivor stories for that matter). I will never forget September 11, 2001.

How many times did we promise ourselves and those around us that we would never forget? Only seven years later, it seems that much of my country has already broken that promise. I have memorial issues of every major newspaper since 2001. This morning, however, I didn't bother buying a newspaper - the anniversary of the worst attack ever on American soil was apparently not a headliner. I listened to the radio without hearing one mention of what day it was. No one at school mentioned it, I conducted my own moment of silence.

By the time I was on my way home, I felt only sadness and a little bit of disgust at the idea that we have so quickly forgotten. What good can possibly come of such a short memory?

And then I saw them: a group of about five or six teenagers - they looked to be about fifteen or sixteen. They stood along Brentwood's busy street, Balfour Road, waving American flags and signs that said: "We will never forget 9/11." These teens were merely children in 2001, and yet they had organized themselves to remind the world that they will never forget the horror of 9/11. Then I saw a big rig. There were American flags all around the truck, so that they waved as he drove. On the back of the truck was painted, "In memory of all of those who were killed on September 11, 2001..." These two sights made me smile, and I felt a little bit better.

So please don't forget what happened on September 11, 2001. I haven't.

What a Week

This has been quite a busy week. I can't seem to stay caught up with everything that needs to be done. Just to give you an idea of my daily schedule:

I am at the barn by 6a to feed the horses (there's one of them there on the right - Amigo), at work by 7:30a. Work, work, work, then at school by 2p. Most nights I am in class until 10p (except for Wednesdays when I am home to watch Bones). ...yeah, I'm busy. Any spare time that I'm not doing homework, I'm riding, or writing, or reading. Sometimes I sleep too:)

I have a lot to keep track of, so it's no wonder that sometimes I forget something. In today's case, I FORGOT I HAD MY POLITICS TEST!!

First off, I almost ditched today (it was just one of those days), but I'm really not much of a ditcher, so I ended up dragging myself to school. My stomach sank as soon as I walked in the door and saw the scantrons on everyone's desk. Luckily, I hadn't dawdled any longer leaving the house, because I had about four minutes - just enough time - to run to the student store and buy a scantron.

I had taken reasonably awesome notes on the lectures, and had done the reading, but did not study for a test, and seriously hadn't looked at the book since finishing the assigned reading a week ago. Not good.

I got the test and waited for a reason to cringe. There were only 12 multiple choice questions which I managed to get through, hesitating only once (I can never remember if it's the independant or dependant variable that is affected during an experiment. If you happen to know, feel free to comment me the answer). And then I saw the essay question. More or less word for word: "Describe Macchiavelli's views on the role of government as compared to James Madison's." Freakin' bingo. In last night's U.S. Government class, we discussed James Madison's part in the writing of the Constitution. He was weary of a powerful central government and wanted to diffuse the power - hence the three branches of our federal system. As for Macchiavelli, I luckily know enought about Macchiavellian control (control of the population through fear - thankyou Michael Crichton ) to bullshit my way through a rather fantastic essay.

Yeah, I got really lucky. I think I need to go study now....

P.S. Bones was way awesome tonight. I need to get myself a Booth....ya know, someone Conservative, works for the government, looks a bit like that guy who used to play Angel on Buffy...:)

Blah

I came on here to post, and then saw that yesterday's post, 'Lazy Sunday" somehow is now not showing up. And in my drafts log, there is only a partial, messed-up version of it. So disappointing. Anyways, now I am too disappointed and frustrated to post now. (There was a really cute picture of Murray on there...) *Sigh* Oh well.

I will post later.

What's the Difference Between a Hockey Mom and a Pitbull?

"Lipstick."

Not that it was going to be a tough decision anyway - I would vote for a sea monkey before Barack Obama - but after watching Sara Palin's speech tonight at the Republican National Convention, my vote for the McCain/Palin team is pretty much set in stone.

While Obama sure can give a speech (when he's got a teleprompter handy), Palin impressed me in another way. She possesses the ability to speak to the country as if she were speaking to longtime friends, rather than down to us. Dotted with quips and jokes, nothing in her speech felt contrived or forced, and she's got the sort of smile that you see, and just can't help smiling back.

Of course, these aren't the only reasons she won me over. On the first day of my political science class, I wrote on my introduction paper that I thought our biggest political challenge is our country's dependence on foreign oil. Both Obama and Palin agree we need to sever our dependence and fend for ourselves. Unlike Obama, Palin actually laid out her plan for doing so.

And it was nice to see her family. Her youngest daughter, Piper, was holding her 5-month old little brother, Trig, throughout much of the speech. At one point when the camera was on her, she was combing over his hair with her hands. Totally oblivious, she licks the entire length of her hand to better glue it down. You can't tell a kid to do that, and it was a completely genuine moment between two totally normal siblings.

And for those people who quickly jab at her lack of international experience ('cuz what? Obama has all kinds of international experience....), I believe Sara Palin proved tonight that she isn't one to mess with.

"Here's a little news flash for all those reporters and commentators: I'm not going to Washington to seek their good opinion. I'm going to Washington to serve the people of this country," she said. As for Obama, she didn't hesitate to call him a tax-raising, terrorist-coddling, self-indulgent liberal. And people cheered. I shake in my boots everytime I enter my liberally-biased government class (and political science class, and history class, and math class, and are you seeing the pattern here?) I would have loved to be in the crowd in that cheering stadium.

Chuck Gast, a delegate from Maryland said, "For too many times, we've brought knives to gun fights. " When asked if Palin brought a gun, he replied, "Yes, I think she brings a big gun, like a moose gun."

Nope, you don't want to mess with Sara Palin. Hope you were listening Barack.

Bones Season Premiere Tomorrow

I just sat through eight straight hours of classes so I am not posting anything other than what is getting me through this week: BONES STARTS TOMORROW NIGHT! Bones, my favorite show in the whole world. Watch it. FOX. 8p.

Seely Booth. I love him.

He is my Edward Cullen. Yep, I said it.

Dr. Temperance Brennan. My firstborn will be named after this character, who I think is the best on TV. It's not often you get a female character who is not only gorgeous, but amazingly brilliant.

OMG, I'm so excited....

August Books Read

I'm trying to keep track of all of the books I read, so where better to keep track of them than right here on this blog! For those of you who don't know, I work at Barnes and Noble and can recommend books all day long. If anyone reads anything that they see on here (or has already read something they see on here) let me know.

Twilight by Stephenie Meyer.

Okay, I tried not to get addicted, I really did. But I was in Europe, and it was on sale, and I desperately needed something to read having read both books I brought during my freakishly long layover in Chicago. So I tried it and I will say this about it: when I finished it, my thought was What the hell was that? The writing is not particularly wonderful, and thinking back, I couldn't think of any major plot points really. And yet, I finished in less than a day and couldn't put it down. Which meant heading back out to Waterstone's and picking up:

New Moon by Stephenie Meyer

Basically, see above. Read in my hotel room in Dumfries and finished by the end of the day. Looking back, this is probably my favorite book in the Twilight saga.

Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer

Again, see above. Though I had to make this one last a little more than a day. By now, I am officially addicted to all things Twilight.

Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer.

Currently the last book in the saga, as bummed as that makes me. I really hope she continues the series, because after finishing it, I realized that I was a tad disappointed with the way it all ended. A certain plot point makes Bella go from very real and relatable, to not so much. And what kind of name is Renesmee? Okay, that's all I'll say....

Overall for the Twilight sage: 3 stars for quality of writing, five stars for addictiveness

The Host by Stephenie Meyer

Having enjoyed the Twilight books so much, I decided to check out her only other novel. The only type of book that I love more than those that are futuristic and apocolyptic are those that comment on society or humanity. Two of my favorite books are Brave New World and The Handmaiden's Tale for goodness sake. The Host fits into that format in that it makes an observation of humanity that I totally just got. Worm-like aliens, called souls, have practically harvested earth's human population. The main character, a soul called Wanderer, can't quite make the voice of her host-body disappear. I hate to give it all away, but I will say that they become friends and it somehow manages to have a happy ending. This book really made me step back and take a look at Stephenie Meyer. She proves with this book that she can write more than just the sappy romance (though The Host doesn't lack in the I-wish-he-was-my-boyfriend department.)

Four stars.

Deadline by Chris Crutcher.

I finished out the month with a quick read of a teen novel called Deadline. I had picked this up almost a year ago as an advanced reader's copy. I am trying to read a teen novel here and there to get the language down for my own book. Anyways, Deadline is about a senior in high school who, upon getting the required sports physical as a cross-country runner, he finds out that he has an aggressive case of leukemia. Instead of undergoing treatment that would make his last days miserable, he instead opts to keep his disease a secret. Going out for the football team, asking out the hottest girl in school, and questioning the politics of his small town are all ways that he tries to make the most of his final year. This book is witty and sensitive, though a bit preachy at times, but had me bawling at the end.

Three stars.