My Day, a ramble
So according to NPR and facebook today is national man day, a day where men are encouraged to go out and do man manly things. I live the Marble Mountain in Northern California, a place were a man can be a man any day of the year, especially here at Kidder Creek, a place surrounded by rifles, white water, archery, and testosterone. But as luck would have i get to spend the day answering phones in the office. Dont get me wrong answering phones is noble trade and can be plenty exciting if your name is Margret and your idea of a wild time is changing your voicemail message to include more appreciations than actual words, “Mornin, youve reached KC camps leave a mess after the…” and then nailing the timing so that the word “beep” is the actual beep. But the day has had its challenges. For example, im really trying to keep a good attitude about it (seriously i love Kidder and want to help in anyway i can), also sometimes someone will call with a question that that i have no idea how to answer so i have to quickly think of a explanation that satisfies the costumers inquisition without letting on that i have no idea what i am doing and that for organizations sake there should be a restraining order keeping me 50 feet from a desk at all time. Evey time the phone rings, however, i get hopeful. Hopeful that it will be some screaming parent who’s ticked off to the moon. Maybe it’s a little masochistic but i want the opportunity to calmly explain to them how they’re wrong. I like stealing fire, its more than fighting back, especially when you get people to apologize to you before they hang up. Some of my coworkers are sitting outside laughing at some joke but for all i know their laughing at me for being behind a desk. I can see one of my coworkers clearly through the window, she has fountain-ish ponytail and is the kind of girl that thinks little=cute, come to think of it she thinks anything=cute, probably because she’s kind of cute, funny how common that is. I think the two biggest teases in the world are mountains outside your window and women. Im going home on Thursday for my little brothers graduation, if he wasn’t graduating id be staying here and going backpacking with the rest of the wilderness team to a beautiful lake surrounded by snowcapped mountains. As proud as i am of that little bugger he better realize how much i love him. Plus theres a big cancelation fee for my plane ticket that i really dont wanna pay, its mostly about the love thing though…honest. I just found out that im gunna be the assistant director at timberline next week so thats pretty cool, im also guiding on saturday with D.A.R.E. kids so thats really exciting. Anyways im running away from this desk before i lose my mind, peace
As many of you know I am starring in the background in CBU’s Theater Production of Rogers and Hammerstein’s American Musical: Oklahoma! Now that i’ve talked that up let me clarify: Im in a play, barely. My part is pretty small but it is big enough to require me to go out, bye some make-up, and wear. Buying the make-up was an adventure in it self and I am so glad i didn’t go it alone. Special thanks to Brianna Barton for your help. See without her i would have been lost completely because i had no idea faces were so musical and i am completely skin tone deaf, or blind, or whatever (its probably because i don’t see race. And i certainly would never have thought to look at mascara for increased volume. Also i never would have found the eye-liner pencil, I can jut see myself looking up and down the aisle thinking, “Ok I see crayons, markers, colored pencils, water-color pencils…no eye-liner.” I probably would not have left the school supplies aisle.
After putting on the make-up however (this feat also made possible by another make-up expert AKA: a girl) I am even farther away from understanding women! How can women sacrifice sleep to make time to go through that process every stinking day? And really, i don’t want hear any more “stupid male” jokes because at least we aren’t the ones that one day got poked in the eye with a pencil and then thought, “I wonder if this makes me pretty?” I don’t get it, i just don’t get it.
P.S. ladies, close your mouth when you put on mascara, if i can do it with my mouth closed on my first try you should be able to do it on your 12,386th time
I love the olympics. I love the honest assortment of athletic and curling competitions that bring the world together to see which country is going to be America’s runner-up. These particular olympics have been especially historical because we’ve actually taken advantage of or right to dominate. For the past three olympiad Germany has decided that they would take advantage of America’s apathy towards the winter games, and beat everyone in the medal count. Finally, however, the US has decided to wake up and actually fight against the possibility of a forth reich. There are many heros and hero-ets responsible for this continually valiant effort, including Alpine skier and SI swimsuit model Lindsey Vonn, The Flying Tomato Sean White, and record setting, seven time, olympic speed skating medalist, and “How I See It” blog’s 2010 “sexiest man with a bandana” Apolo Anton Ohno, who, tonight, competes to add to his record in the men’s 500 and 5000 relay. Germany, however, is also a favorite to continue their annoying medal winning tradition by winning two more gold medals tonight both in the Women’s Alpine Skiing giant slalom and Women’s Snowboarding slalom, so be sure to tune into NBC and keep your fingers crossed for a solid fall (not injury! lets be somewhat civil here) that will be sure to keep the ger-men and women off our backs and keep us on track to defeat the World.
Another little tidbit about the 2010 games that gets me pumped is the thirty year anniversary of the 1980 “Miracle on Ice” in which the US hockey team won the gold medal after beating favored Russia in the semifinals, an event so spectacular and miraculous that some say it eventually ended the cold war. Now thirty years later the US continuing to bring out the poor sportsmanship of Russia and surprise hockey fans as they are again the favorite to miraculously beat Canada in the Gold medal game on Sunday. With a decisive 6-1(pity goal) over Finland today the US is now waiting for Canada to earn their opportunity to come on down to the icy school yard for another beat down after lat sundays 5-3 “upset”.
Before the closing ceremonies on Sunday a total of 16 trips to the podium and 48 medals will be up for grabs including the first, Canada, and third place medals in the hockey tournament giving the US an advantage over Germany in medal opportunities. But there are still plenty of medals available for Germany to swipe so don’t stop cheering yet. Keep waving your stars and stripes out the window, keep wearing your bandanas, and most importantly keep burning sauerkraut and boycotting Wienerschnitzel until this one is over, because ladies and Gentlemen, this one just got done getting started.