this is me right now.

I got it from here: http://www.campusgrotto.com/the-all-nighter.html

the mid-week report

I am officially behind schedule. I blame Ted and his amusing antics. But seriously, though, this is not good. I spent waaaay too much time on the "learning from students" assignment. There was no page minimum or maximum, but the "model" paper the prof. gave us was five pages. Mine is seven.

Anyway, the next thing on the list is the oral history project, which I've been putting off since I actually completed the interviews, which was a feat in itself seeing as how avoiding having to interview people is one reason I got out of reporting in the first place. But I digress. A few moments ago, in a case of brain fart, I thought I could actually pull this off and finish my awesome unit plan Thursday night/all day Friday ... but it dawned on me that NO. It MUST be done Thursday because I have to go to school on Friday. So that's that.

Beyonce has hit a new low

Now, let me just say that I like Beyonce just fine. I liked her much better when she was in Destiny's Child, but she's still OK in my book. With that said, what the hell is she doing shilling for DirecTV!?

Whatever her old low was, this was below that. This HD DirecTV commercial is so bad. The worst part is in the beginning when she bends down and says "and let me upgrade YOU to the best channels in HD." What is that supposed to even mean?! And the "upgrade" necklace? Shudder.

Roomba!

I LOVE Roombas. And I've been wanting one for at least a year. I got my mom a Roomba. And now I have a Roomba.

Everyone, meet Ted.

Look at Ted go!

this is it. this is the decision. and I still don't know.

answer needed by tomorrow. drafted acceptance letter. too scared, too undecided, too unsure to send it.

semi-annual things to do

It's that time of year again ... crunch time! And here is a list I just wrote and posted to my wall of assignments or projects I need to complete on or before Wednesday, Dec. 12, with a few exceptions.

* 10-day history unit plan (general outline completed)
* oral history project (interviews conducted)
* learning from students (interviews conducted)
* SIT summary (seminar attended)
* focused observation (a little screwed there)
* MELA-O certification observation No. 1
* MELA-O certification observation No. 2
* history final essay drafts
* finish reading for history
* buy thank-you plant (Thursday)
* Christmas presents (not sure when that's going to happen)
* journal No. 9 -- focused observation summary
* journal No. 10 -- pre-prac experience eval
* organize portfolio
* thank you note for MELA-O coordinator
* Christmas cards????

I'd like to think that it just LOOKS bad. :/

photos from Miami -- Manatee mailboxes

While in Miami, I took a jaunt to Key West. On the way there, I stopped by Sombrero Beach. The windy road that led up to it was lined with expensive-looking beach houses -- and several of them had these awesome mailboxes. I took some photos on the way back. :D

Yorkshire pudding party!

Some time last week, I made Yorkshire puddings because I've been craving it. It's simple, really. Some milk, eggs, flour and salt. Mix it all together. Let it sit for an hour. Bake in super-hot muffin pan with hot oil. The Brits eat it with gravy with their Sunday roast, but I drizzled it with honey. Yum. And this is one of the reasons why I switched back to Blogger. I have photos!

I'm back!

Back to Blogger. Spent the last two hours manually transferring my posts from WordPress. Hopefully I can post photos properly now.

another kink in the ball of yarn

or some idiom like that.

I got a call Monday afternoon as I was peacefully napping in preparation for my paper extravaganza (which is what I should be doing right now ... I'm almost halfway there!). It is the Boston Globe, telling me that they would like to interview me. When would I be available for two rounds of interviews with three different people? This is the moment I have been waiting for for so long. I've applied to the Globe two years before to no success, so I should be jubilant, right? But this just throws another wrench into the LIFE CRISIS.

life. CRISIS.

I am going through a minor life crisis right now that will culminate in a MAJOR LIFE CRISIS in March. I can't go into too much detail right now because I have a crapload of stuff to do (including worrying about said life crises), but it is about my fork in the road and the way I screwed myself over despite specific attempts not to. I might have burned one or two bridges with more to come. But I'll have to elaborate later. Just wanted to let you all know that I have been in emotional and personal turmoil daily for the past week.

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Top Gear -- a tiny, tiny car!

So "Top Gear" is one of my favorite shows. It's three British guys talking about cars and test-driving cars -- old, new, cheap, expensive (mostly expensive) -- they race them, they build them, they re-build them. They invite celebrities to come and drive around their racetrack and get timed and get their times listed on the celebrities board. It's pretty awesome. This is a segment from it.

[youtube=http://youtube.com/watch?v=HYtro7PnBA8]

this little girl is too cute! (and "Britain's Got Talent")

So I've been watching old American Idol clips on YouTube, and this little gem popped up on the sidebar. Connie Talbot, a 6-year-old, totally impressed Simon Cowell on "Britain's Got Talent" when she sang "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." He said she was "pitch perfect." And anyway, there's Ant and Dec, who are pretty famous in Britain. Imagine competing against a 6-year-old. I've known there was a "Britain's Got Talent," but I've never looked into it, and it seems like that was a mistake on my part. Paul Potts, the guy who eventually won, sang operas and was pretty good. He's got amazing, but he's not bad. Videos!

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QWNoiVrJDsE]

In the semi-finals:
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sWyile34-Hg]

In the finals:
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7Uhgm5Ox9Q]

The competition, Paul Potts, singing "Nessun Dorma:"
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1k08yxu57NA&mode=related&search=]

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_5W4t_CBzg]

Stephen Colbert takes over for Maureen Dowd

Stephen Colbert of the Colbert Report -- and fellow South Carolinian (woo!) wrote an op-ed column for Maureen Dowd this week. Even though I'm not a big fan of his show, the column is pretty amusing. This is my favorite bit:

Second, winning the Nobel Prize does not automatically qualify you to be commander in chief. I think George Bush has proved definitively that to be president, you don’t need to care about science, literature or peace.

story of a failure on Japan's welfare system

This story is from The New York Times.
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/12/world/asia/12japan.html?_r=1&hp&oref=slogin

A man who starved to death after his town's welfare system cut him off from benefits was found in his home. He dreamed of eating rice balls. His last diary entry read: “My belly’s empty. I want to eat a rice ball. I haven’t eaten rice in 25 days.” His town, Kitakyushu, has a welfare system that was touted to be the model, but this man's story was not the first. Two others preceded him in the last three years.

Read the second page, where the reporter wrote the neighbors' reactions. This one jumped out:
“He may have starved to death, but I believe he reaped what he sowed,” Mr. Kita said. “He was still young, so he could have taken on any job to feed himself.”

Mr. Kita — who had once seen corpses in his job as a general contractor — had guessed from the stench that his neighbor had died. He had watched swallows fly out of the broken house with greenbottle flies in their beaks.

ketchup fried rice

So this might SOUND disgusting and weird, but it is REALLY good and very simple to make. My mom made this a couple of times, and I've made it several times. It's filling, especially if you add stuff to it. I like corn. You might prefer shrimp or pork or something.

Ketchup Fried Rice
INGREDIENTS:
cooked rice
ketchup
salt
pepper
oil
optional: canned sweet corn, shrimp or a meat of your choice

PROCEDURE:
* Cook the rice according to instructions or taste. I, being Asian, use a rice cooker. Make enough for however many people you're feeding. Leftovers are great even the next day.
* In a hot skillet or saucepan -- this works best in a nonstick pan -- drizzle about 2 tablespoons of oil and wait for it to heat up
* Add your rice. If you have a lot of rice, add it gradually.
* stir around so if doesn't burn, but I like a little crunchiness
* squeeze a liberal amount of ketchup over the rice, until it turns orange-pink
* taste. add more ketchup if needed
* add your extra ingredient. If you're using raw seafood or meat, I suggest pre-cooking it
* add salt and pepper to taste

That's it!

Novak Djokovic -- player impressions

So the world No. 3 tennis player Novak Djokovic (Joe-koh-vich) imitates other players on the tour. It's hilarious. The thing is, he's a great tennis player, to boot.

at U.S. Open, Maria Sharapova, Rafael Nadal:

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bKj4PdWrK-o]

U.S. Open, Sharapova:

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=guvyjrmNJP8]

Andy Roddick, Lleyton Hewitt, Nadal:

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qR9pj6Op_KU]

first Woot! -- a Roomba!

I successfully bought my first Woot! product today, and it's the infamous (famous? notorious?) Roomba! I've been wanting a Roomba for awhile, but it seems that they always offer it when I'm broke. Well, no more! I can only afford one right now, so it's going to my parent's place. :D

It's an iRobot Roomba Discovery SE: http://www.woot.com/Blog/BlogEntry.aspx?BlogEntryId=2939

Punctuation is powerful. (Please, remember the period.)

Saw this on Digg. As a copy editor, I had to post it. It's too true.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/29921412@N00/354975371/

tennis and cello

so two funny (in different ways) stories:

First, I had my first tennis lesson last night since high school. It's free with my membership, so why not? Let me just say that I have really terrible reflexes, and I remember during one lesson in high school, I got hit by a ball three times. So this foray back into the impact sport world is a big step. Last night, we learned the forehand and backhand, and the teacher was tossing up balls to hit backhands. It's my turn, and I stepped up to the service line and waited for the ball. It bounced high. I reached out to get it. It hit me in the left eye. I saw stars. One large, white star followed by smaller, shiny stars. My eye is OK, but I had blurry vision for awhile. And I have a faint black eye, where my brow bone is, which is where it hit. But it was a tennis ball, so it really covered the entire eye.

Today was my first cello lesson of the semester, and since my old teacher went to Honolulu for a symphony job, there is a new teacher. I already knew that she got her master's from USC, and when the music director wrote in an e-mail that she's from South Carolina, I discounted it as a typo. Well, get this. It wasn't a typo. My new teacher's husband's father (her father-in-law), is the president of a local university in my town, and it is the same university where my high school yearbook adviser's husband is a provost. In fact, my cello teacher said, my adviser and her husband sent a wedding present. Crazy, huh?

Family Guys at the Emmys

I actually watched the Emmys on Sunday, and even though I'm not a big fan of "Family Guy," I really loved the opening act that Stewie and the dog did. Hilarious. Here it is, in case you missed it.

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HrzKyopCls4]

Vicente Fox: Bush was "cockiest guy I've ever met"

In his new book, former Mexican president Vicente Fox calls President Bush the "cockiest guy I've ever met" and says that Bush's Spanish was at grade-school level.

chongas

So in Miami, there is a -- how would I say it -- phenomenon called the chonga. A chonga, according to the Urban Dictionary, is:

A girl of Hispanic origin, usually between the ages of 12 and 19, but sometimes as young as 8. Primarily found in Miami (most famously, in Hialeah), the chonga is known for her cheap form of dress, a combination of the so-called gangsta look and that of a prostitute, but can vary between the two. She wears ridiculously large hoop earrings large enough to be bracelets, which are usually gold and have their name written in them, and diamond studs high up on her ears. ...

The definition goes on and on. I was introduced to this thing at the Herald, which apparently had a story about the girls (chongalicious-in-herald.pdf) who had a video on YouTube called "Chongalicious," a parody of Fergie's song. Apparently, these girls are not chongas themselves but are drama students at a local high school. Telemundo also did a rather long package on it. Other chongas (or not?) followed with their own videos.

This is the "Chongalicious" video:

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uVHdqmN7-XE]

And the Telemundo package:

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BcNrL_HRz0A]

Alex the crazy-smart parrot has died

Alex knew numbers up to 6 and can identify 50 objects and seven colors and shapes. Alex was awesome.

Here is Alex in action:

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XcLLk-r1aSs]

Leave Britney Alone! (and Boston)

I am back in Boston. I have been for the past week and a half. I've just been having some Internet issues. And I just haven't gotten around to it. Anyway. There will be more of Miami. But first, this YouTube video I saw on Digg. It's a Britney Spears fan's plea to just LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE! Enjoy.

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kHmvkRoEowc]

home

I'm home. After driving 13 hours on I-95 through two car accidents -- a car fire and a collision -- and torrential rains from Daytona Beach through Savannah, I am home. I've cleaned out my car and semi-organized my clips. I am leaving for Boston tomorrow because classes start at 9 a.m. on Tuesday. Should be fun.

more red!

more comments about the giant clock:

* "Next week I'm installing bigger, redder clock that says, ‘It's
bulldog time!!!'" Bulldog is the early Sunday edition.
* "Hey (insert person here), do you know what time it is? Because I can tell you!"

red-light district

The newsroom has been blessed with a new digital clock the width of 1 1/2 ceiling tiles that hangs over the copy desk and glows bright red. I mean, it's a good three feet, if not four, and it hangs about a foot from the ceiling. It's just a clock and nothing else -- in big, red numbers. It's so bright, in fact, that it has turned the cubicles under it red, and it is so big and conspicuous, in fact, that people cannot help but exclaim over it. Some excerpts:

* "Talk about working in a red-light district!"
* "10:00 never looked so bright."
* "It's 9 o'clock!" (or whatever time it happens to show)
* "Anyone know what time it is?"

The story behind the giant clock is that its predecessor was not synched to the computers, and we didn't know we were late because the clock was always 10 minutes behind. Now, THAT clock's predecessor was synched to the computers, but it broke. So now the paper has installed the new one, which is synched to the clock. Nobody, apparently, anticipated such a monstrosity of a clock.

Of course, it clock business had to happen the ONLY day I was late to work. I showed up after battling school traffic, walked in and made a snarky comment about the giant clock. Then, one of the copy eds looked up and said, "yup. It is 4:34." Crap. Four minutes late.

I have a picture of this clock, and I'll post it as soon as I figure out how to not make it poster-sized. :O

more sales, higher grade

Romenesko has a post about Naples High School journalism students who are required to sell ads for the school's yearbook. $600 sales get you an A and so on for that part of the class's total grade. There is outrage over this, and I agree -- because I had to do the exact same thing all three years of high school yearbook.

At South Florence High School, $750 get you an A for that part of the class's total grade. I only imagine that the require is higher now -- if it is still a requirement. It got to a point that those people who had connections and friends with money and could sell more "senior ads" and other company ads would help out the ones who couldn't meet the $750 requirement. It certainly brought together a lot of class corporation, but it also induced a lot of unneeded stress and animosity.

I can see why Naples High School did it because the yearbook is supported solely by ads, and using students to fill that financial need might be one way to go. But it shouldn't have to be that way.

review: The Food Gang underwhelming

So the coworkers and I went to The Food Gang in Miami (actually, Surfside) last Friday for lunch as part of the Miami Spice promotion for prix fixe meals at expensive/top/gourmet restaurants. Now like of a lot of people, I know The Food Gang from BravoTV's "Top Chef," which has the restaurant's executive chef, Howie.

The online menu read like this:
Starter:
Watermelon Tomatoes Gazpacho
Summer Homestead Salad
Grilled Calamari over Tomato Tartar

Entree:
Chicken Brie Panini Argula Aioli
Roasted Squab Wild Mushroom Quiche
Grilled Loin Salad

Dessert:
Raspberry Charlotte
Choc Hazelnut Torte
Basil Sorbet

First, the overall impression then the details, course by course. Frankly, I was underwhelmed by most fronts. The food was just OK for the most part, but the most disappointing was the dessert. The service was snooty and the decor uninspired and even a little tired.

Before the meal:
As I walked through one of the two front entrances, I was greeted by a mini-grocery store of high-end (over-priced) items of pasta, sauces and the like. The Food Gang's decor consisted mostly of simply painted walls with photos of Mediterranean foods, environs, etc. along two walls. The suede-y/corduroy chairs were extremely comfortable.

I broke my no-bread/no-pasta diet before I even knew it when I bit into the crusty bread with the impossibly soft center. Our server offered a pepper grind over the olive oil, but the bread was great by itself.

Starter:
I chose the Summer Homestead Salad, and it's not the restaurant's fault that I don't eat most of the dish's ingredients other than the lettuce: roasted red tomatoes, artichoke hearts, olives. The artichoke hearts was quite acidic, something I was not expecting at all. The olives gave the dressing an unmistakable furry-tongued texture that comes from olives. The salad is too oily (perhaps from the roasted red tomatoes?) and generally unappetizing. I couldn't bring myself to finish even the lettuce, let alone anything else.

I did sample the calamari, though, and it is heaven. The tubes of squid -- which I rarely see served in a restaurant in the U.S. -- was tender, succulent and cooked just right. It didn't have the tough, chewy texture that is indicative of an undercooked squid. I'm not a fan of the symmetrical dotting-the-corners-with-tennacles presentation, but the reddish, tomato-y/roast red peppery sauce smothering (with just the right amount) complements both tubes and tennacles well. The tartar (which is apparently just raw) of tomato (read: finely chopped tomatoes) was OK; it didn't add much to the squid. The Food Gang seems to be fans of tomatoes.

Entree:
For the entree, going along with my broken diet, I ordered the chicken panini, whose golden crust was crispy and slightly burned on the edges (I love it!). Although it lacked (in my opinion) the signature panini grill marks and the flattened bread, it was still delicious. The brie (my favorite cheese) was mildly pungent but smooth and creamy. The chicken breast is a bit dry, but the arugula aoili solved that problem and complemented the ingredients perfectly. The small pile of salad on the plate needed dressing, even if it is the oily concoction I ate for appetizer.

I tried the squab quiche, and it was amazing. I'm not sure if I like the taste of squab, but the egg in the quiche was impossibly fluffy and the crust layered and puffed to a golden crisp.

Dessert:
Let me just say that I was really looking forward to the raspberry Charlotte. Then, when I saw on the menu that they'd changed the dessert lineup, I was really excited about the mint sorbet (I am a fan of mint). But they didn't have that, either. I ended up choosing creme brulee.

The Food Gang messed up creme brulee. Creme brulee! How does a restaurant -- one that is supposedly high-quality -- screw up creme brulee? Let's start with the positive first. I cracked the torched sugar top with immense satisfaction -- crack, crack, crack. And that's it. That's where the positive ends. While, the custard was just sweet enough, it also came with a pool of water with every spoonful and was too jiggly. The Food Gang served watery creme brulee. I bought frozen creme brulee from Trader Joe's that had a better consistency. In fact, the creme brulee tin looked like the ones from the ones came with the Trader Joe's creme brulees. Hmm ...?

Philadelphia story

My flight back to Miami from Boston stops in Philadelphia, even though it is the same flight number. Theoretically, I could opt to stay on the plane the entire way and wait for the next group of Flight 763, bound for Miami, arrives. So we arrive at the Philadelphia International Airport on time (a miracle), and I stay put in my 7D seat while everyone else deplanes. Then came the announcement that the plane is now heading to San Francisco, and everyone bound for Miami on Flight 763 would need it leave. So the three or so of us left.

I took the hour-long layover to eat a Philly cheesesteak (only half the bread because I'm on a low-carb, no soda, no high-fructose syrup diet). I mean, how can you NOT go to Philly and eat a Philly cheesesteak? I have to say, though, that it was the worst cheesesteak I've had, probably ever. At gate C31, we were told by the gate agents that if we haven't checked in with the counter in the last hour, please do it to make sure our seats are still held for you because they oversold the plane by 25 seats, which means that the agents are also looking for volunteers to give up their seats, or they will involuntarily bump people off. So there was, of course, a mad rush for the counter, but luckily my seat was still there. But why be bumped off when I can score free roundtrip tickets to Los Angeles for the USC homecoming? I totally jumped at the chance to get the seats for a 12:15 p.m. departure for a 3 p.m. arrival in Miami. No biggie. Simple.

To cut a long story short, I arrived at my new gate to nap because my flight from Boston left at 6:30 a.m. Very little sleep. By the way, PHL … the most comfortable seats ever. Mid-nap, I hear an announcement (very effective PA system, PHL) that the flight is delayed until 1 p.m. because the plane we were waiting for doesn't actually arrive until 12:25 p.m. … that's right … AFTER our departure time. WTF? Who planned this thing? It didn't make any sense at all, and the cuss-filled grumblings of my seatmate didn't help. I continued my sleep, and as chaotic as the delay was, I had to say that the gate agents did keep up well-informed of the plane's progress (it's here, they're deplaning, they're cleaning and restocking, etc.) … something that my seatmate was definitely not appreciating enough.

Around 12:45, the plane is ready to board, but not before the agents checked off every kid on the list and put them together with the parents, something that could've delayed us on the plane. Good plan to do it while we're all waiting for the plane. The people with babies (at least three, one of whom didn't have the luck of having a mom who understood her need to play with a blankie) got on and so on. We finish boarding around 1:25 … so we're very late. But we got to Miami around 3:45, which was the plan anyway, so all is well. Overall, a mixed reaction of PHL, and I didn't even tell you about the process of getting me on that later flight out of PHL. THAT was a disaster.

there is an ANT HILL

There is an ANT HILL IN THE APARTMENT, and that's where they keep coming from even though I've killed (most) of the ones in the bathtub grout cracks. SHIVER.

The Bush Push

As football season rolls around the corner, I am reminded of the most exciting game of the 2005 season, when I was in London, on my way back from Budapest, in a train from Kentish Town, unable to join the London alumni. But the Bush Push, as it was called, was nerve-racking even today, when I found it and watched it (again) on YouTube. Fight on!

A little background, if you need it: Reggie Bush is No. 5, Matt Leinart is No. 11. The score sits at 28-31, Notre Dame. A previous attempt for a touchdown was foiled. The clock ran out, but :07 was put back on. Fourth and goal.

BELOW: I like this one the best because it doesn't have the stupid music, just the NBC commentary, which also includes the confusion of the last seconds. Plus, the picture quality is way better.

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a3MU16fpue4]

BELOW: But if cheesy music is your thing, you might enjoy this one set to music, with no commentary. I have no idea why this one is the top search result on YouTube.

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F-3KeMA21bc]

The Dead Beat

Did I tell you? I finished reading "The Dead Beat," by Marilyn Johnson, a while back. I mentioned it in an earlier post. I don't think I've grown a better appreciation as to why I must edit so many obits, but I do find that I see obits in a different light. After reading the book, I've begun seeking out obits written in the British papers, especially the Daily Telegraph, which the book uses as examples of especially touching and truthful last words. As many probably do, I used to regard obits as the beat no one wants and the beat one is relegated to for punishment. Apparently, that is no longer the case. Obits and obit writers are making a resurgence! Read the book.

Boston for the weekend

I went to Boston over the weekend to take care of some housekeeping business and accepted a job to teach Mandarin Chinese at the private school where I used to work. It will be two hours a week of fun -- singing, arts and crafts, speaking, writing and general elementary-school stuff. Very excited. Very nervous. This is probably the first time I will "have" my "own" class. And a little scary. What am I going to teach them?

I also had a jaunt to Chinatown, where I ate my longed-for smelly tofu, the fermented, spicy, saucy tofu goodness. Stopped by Mike's Pastry for some baked goods for the Herald peeps. All is well.

Also saw "The Bourne Ultimatum," which is awesome, even though I haven't seen the first two of the franchise. Action-packed, funny and generally a great time at the movies. :)

My flight back to Miami is on a flight that stops in Philadelphia but has the same flight number, and THAT adventure will have to wait until the next post.

ant problem

I have an ant problem in my bathroom. The grout in the tiled wall that the bathtub is against has been eaten away (before I moved in), but there are ants in there! I thought this might be the problem before I went to Boston for the weekend, but I bought a bottle of Hot Shot after work two nights ago (Tuesday) and sprayed all the corners and joints in the bathtub. Last night, after work, I woke up to find ant carcasses strewn IN the bathtub, where they have fallen out overnight. It was pretty gross. I still get goosebumps thinking about it.

I sprayed the Hot Shot again last night and killed four ants in the hallway. This morning, there were more ants in the bathtub, but less than last night's. Still creepy. Told my roommate/landlady about it. I think she's calling pest control, but it took her two months to fix the kitchen plumbing, so I'm not holding my breath on this one.

Going to take a shower now. ew.

tabs

I added tabs (or as WordPress calls them, pages). More to come.

My computer is wigging out on me. It is not only overheating (I think it's because the new and improved RAM), but it is shutting down by itself AGAIN. It's also telling me that I have limited virtual memory. I just got a notebook cooling pad. Hopefully it'll help. I'm going to shut down my computer now. My left wrist is getting really warm. And sweaty.

on the job market

Guys. I am on the job market. Too bad I can only really look in three states: MA, RI, NH.

Know anyone who can use help? :) I am a copy editor. I am (I think and I have been told) very good. I catch all kinds of grammatical, style and accuracy errors (ask me!). I am looking for a job within driving distance of Boston. Print media. No PR. I NEED A JOB!

aaahhhhhh!

The Lost Continent

I finished reading another book last night, this time at 3:30 a.m. "The Lost Continent," by Bill Bryson, chronicles his trip to 38 of the lower 48. He doesn't go to the touristy parts of towns or cities; rather, he seeks for small-town America. He stays at budget motels and eats at local diners or restaurants, some with hilarious results. He braves some scary weather in the west and goes through Donner Pass. In the end, a really good read.

My next book is The Holocaust, by Martin Gilbert, but I'm starting to think that I need something lighter, after Bryson. I might seek out The Dead Beat, by Marilyn Johnson. It's about writing obituaries, of which I seem to be editing quite a lot these days, compared to before (almost none).

Mayflower

I stayed up till 7 a.m. to finish my first book this summer. "Mayflower," by Nathaniel Philbrick. A detailed and moving account of the Mayflower journey, from the time they were in England and Holland to the moment to the sighted land to the King Phillips War that destroyed so much culture and killed so many. It is meticulously researched, with really amazing firsthand accounts. It really shows how much the English destroyed the Native Americans' way of life and how they viewed their native neighbors. Put it on your reading list. It's worth a read.

I looked up what "In the Heart of the Sea," which won Philbrick a National Book Award, and it's apparently about the whaleship Essex, a disaster of a voyage that saw its crewmembers resorting to cannibalism to survive.

turbot, it's a fish! yum.

I've decided that I would like to share some of my most frequently used recipes. Shaw's in Boston sells this really sweet, buttery, smooth fish called a turbot. They sell it in fillet form. So this is how I do it. I use this method with most other fish, like catfish (eh) and tilapia (works well), but so far, it works best with turbot.

Simply Baked Turbot
food ingredients:
1 or 2 fillet(s) of turbot
salt
pepper
1 wedge of lemon
equipment:
baking pan, preferably with high sides, such as a brownie pan
foil

directions:
* Preheat oven to 350 F.
* Line your baking pan with foil so that it covers and goes under the edges. This will allow for easy cleanup later.
* Place your fillet on the foil-lined baking pan
* Lightly sprinkle fillet with salt and pepper
* Squeeze about half of the juice in the wedge of lemon. Save for later.
* Bake for 15-20 minutes or until the fish easily flakes with a fork and is opaque throughout
* Take fillet out of the oven, put it on a plate and squeeze rest of lemon wedge if you like. Enjoy!

cleanup:
Simply drain the juice out of the baking pan, ball up the foil and toss it in the trash. No need to wash the baking pan! :)

stolen from Christina

Remember that My Life. My Card American Express campaign?

Childhood Ambition: teaching history

Fondest Memory: hanging out with my parents and sister in Taiwan

Soundtrack: my Top 50 most played in my iPod

Retreat: books, writing, music, time alone

Wildest Dream: living in London

Proudest Moment: getting a 99 on my last-ever Chinese language test in the second grade in Taiwan after two years of lackluster grades ... the day before I moved to the U.S.

Biggest Challenge: standing up for myself and what I believe should be right

Alarm Clock: cell phone at 3 positions, 30 minutes apart. IKEA clip-on alarm clock, set at the "emergency" wake-up time. a very anxious subconcious.

First Job: hostess at Sagebrush Steakhouse (three months)

Indulgence: an entire day reading in bed and finishing a book in one day

Last Purchase: from Starbucks: short cappucino, iced coffee, Miami Herald, tuna pasta salad, chocolate croissant.

Favorite Movie: so many

Inspiration: people who really love their jobs

My life is busy, chaotic, anxiety-filled but all under control

My card is not American Express. It's Mastercard. Priceless.

Miami's chicken busters

I just returned from a multimedia seminar, and the managing editor for multimedia, the guy who hired me (and I suspect all, if not most, of us), showed us an example of how a print story with lots of action translated well -- and BETTER than -- into video. And let me tell you, the video is definitely worth it. Here they are: the story about Chicken Busters and the video that the page links to.

the bike theft

Among the many, many stories I get to read everyday, this one about a "fairly routine" bicycle theft takes the cake. Too bad my headline didn't make it to press.

On the homefront, still no wireless. Miami is projected to rain for the next seven days, and I am going to explore Little Havana tomorrow. I've made of list of places to go and things to see in Miami. Should be an exciting week. :)

Miami

After a harrowing trip down I-95, I arrived in Miami in one piece. Along the way, a terrible thunderstorm in Central Florida that allowed me to see no more than maybe 10 feet in front of me, just enough to see the taillights of the car in front of me. At one point, I had my emergency blinkers on in case the car behind was also in the same predicament.

Miami is an interesting city. The downtown area seems undefined by any clutter of skyline that I can decern, but I am sure it is there. The beachfront (unsurprisingly) is lined with highrise condos, half of which are still under construction, which gives my daily commute from northern Miami a view of crane, crane and more cranes. It's quite lovely.

My apartment has Internet, but my landlady is a bitch and does not think that getting my wireless up and running is important enough to her time. She has a "computer guy" who supposedly knows how to do everything and who she supposedly called several times .... I doubt she has called. At all. I don't know what else I should do.

The first night, she supposedly had a friend who knows how to do this sort of stuff, but I ended up setting up the router for her when it came to be midnight, and nothing happened. It was working fine until we disconnected her ethernet cord, and she didn't have internet at all. She called Comcast to fix HER internet, but Comcast wouldn't fix the wireless and told her to call Linksys. She never did. This morning, I asked about the wireless AGAIN, but she AGAIN said she's calling her guy ... nothing. She said (again) that I can use her computer at any time, but THAT'S NOT THE POINT. I WANT MY INTERNET ACCESS. I run my life on google, and it sucks ass to have to use someone else's computer all the time.

She doesn't seem like she wants me to hardwire my computer and run cables in her immaculate (and unused) home, but I am THIS CLOSE to doing it because I can't stand it anymore. I'm going to try one more time tomorrow morning before I do something drastic about it. This is so fucking frustrating.

Happiness level: 6

coming up this summer

It's hard to believe that that this time next week, I will be, once again, sitting at a computer, happily editing copy. As most of you know, I am in grad school to teach, and I still am. But I cannot tell you how much I miss daily interactions with adults who write in proper English. Everyday, I get e-mails from my fellow teachers with gross grammatical errors that makes me want to burn some bridges and tell them how to use commas and semicolons correctly. I do not exaggerate when I say that I can print out five examples of deplorable grammar in e-mails and documents everyday. But I guess that is most workplaces.

I relish in correcting the Daily Oral Language exercises with my students because I get to teach them the proper way to capitalize and to use punctuation. For the past two weeks, the joy of my time at school was helping 27 students proofread their paragraphs about their favorite memories of this school year.

So I am not giving up on teaching; rather, I am fed up with teachers. I need to be with my fellow grammarians for a little while. I imagine that I will always long to return to newspapers and copy desks, but I am waiting for my last year of school, when I get to observe and teaching in a high school classroom, to decide, if needed, which road I am to take.

On a final note, my frustration does not extend to my students, though. I love them! They are brilliant, funny, ridiculously creative ... and they give me hugs! They totally listen to you when you give them advice ... And they are unafraid to cry. Maybe I should teach elementary school?

Column One: a look behind the veil in Saudi Arabia

Megan Stack, a reporter at the L.A. Times, has reported from Saudi Arabia for a few years, and she wrote a first-person narrative for the paper's Column One about her experiences as a woman in Saudi Arabia. It's definitely worth a read.

not for a little longer

If y'all can't tell, I have obviously not done anything with this blog recently. I have a good reason. My computer is out of commission for a little while, and I hope to have it back soon. I will definitely have it back before June 8, so that is something. :) For right now, please enjoy yourselves and shift your attention to my friend James Rufus Koren, who is a reporter in the L.A. area. He's also a pretty funny guy. Ciao for now!

the intelligence tests

As you all know, I have been a research subject for about a month or so now, and about two weeks ago, I underwent a series (three) of various intelligence tests. I took a test that had Test of Achievement on the cover, the WAIS-III and another one. They all tests basically the same stuff. Here is the breakdown by category.

math
timed -- mixed set of basic arithmetic, written word problems, verbal/aural word problems, mixed set of higher-level math (quadratics, fractions, square/cube roots, logs, deferentials, integrals, sin/cos/tan, etc.)

language
fill in the sentence with a specific set of words or phrases, fill in the sentence with a specific part of speech, verbal definitions, spelling of various difficulty

general knowledge
logical reasoning (why is free press important? why is it important to study history?), comparisons/find the similarity between words (apples and strawberries, trees and water), 10 questions of generally known facts (number of continents, who wrote "Hamlet," who wrote "Faust") I'm proud to report that I knew all the facts except for the speed of light.

memory/organization
listen to a few stories, repeat it as well as you can and answer a set of verbal comprehension questions and do it again in 10 minutes, remember a list of 12 random words, repeat it, repeat it in specific order of categories, remember faces to names, do another activity, remember faces to names again, do it again, remember shapes, do another activity, remember the shapes again, repeat a list of increasingly long numbers and do it again with a different set of numbers, but do it backward, do it with another set of numbers AND letters, but repeat it with the numbers first then the letters, follow verbal directions by pointing to a picture (point to the cat in from of the tree and then the boy on the horse but before you point to the blue bird but only if the girl sitting on the bench is eating an ice cream cone .... GO)

There are probably some that I don't remember because it's been awhile, but basically, the proctor was impressed by my general knowledge, my spelling, my incredible memory (I told you guys!) and my math skills. I sucked at following the complex directions. That section was SO hard. I am, I am happy to report, ABOVE AVERAGE! :) woohoo.

psychological research

For the past week or so, I've been taking tests and answering questions (the R on my keyboard just completely fell off ... but I digress) in hopes of qualifying for a psychological research study on childhood memories. I answered 17 pages of an online survey. I passed that and will be paid $20. I went to McLean Hospital (Harvard Medical system's psychiatric/psychological hospital, apparently) for a three-hour interview and 17 more pages of probing questions about my childhood. I passed both the interview and the survey, and I will get $50 more. :) Next, I go in for a battery of psychological tests -- IQs, memory, etc. I guess to make sure I'm not crazy or mentally disabled as a result of my childhood (haha). Or to prove that I am definitely of average intelligence. :)

So that is the background. Now, let me tell you what happened on my way to the interview last Thursday.

McLean had mailed me a taxi voucher because I told them that I don't have a car in Boston so getting there directly from work, even getting out early, is going to be a bit dicey. So I was told to go to Harvard Square (no problem, a 20-minute bus ride away) and call one of two cab companies to pick me up. I was supposed to call about 20 minutes before I get to Harvard. Well, I decided not to do that because I figured that I can just hail a cab at one of Harvard's numerous taxi stands. My plan didn't work. No one will take the voucher, so I had to go get some cash and pay for it. I was already running late.

We get to McLean about 5 minutes before my appointment time, but we get lost in the vast campus. It's like UCLA and other sprawling places, but much worse because there are no real directions or signs. We were both frustrated, so I ask him to just drop me off at the building we're nearest. The 20-minute ride to McLean Hospital came out to $21, plus tip, so I hand the newly withdrawn $40. He took it and searched for change. Turns
out he only hd $20s, so he couldn't make change. He asked around for change, but no one had any, so he finally gave me back my $20 after we exchanged a few nonverbal rounds of

him: Well, what're you going to do? You gotta pay me.
me: Hell if I know. You should've come prepared.
him: Well, you better do something about it because I have to get the fare.
me: Well, too bad. That's all the cash I gave. What're YOU going to do about it?

He finally gave me a $20 back, so he was short $5 (tip). Then I had to call the study people to find out how to get to their office because I didn't see ANY yellow builldings. :(

Helvetica turns 50!

The font Helvetica (about which I am neutral) is turning 50! Your internal nerd and my external nerd celebrate with it! As far as fonts go, my top five are, in order of love:

1. Arial
2. Arial Narrow
3. Times New Roman
4. Courier New (perfect for fudging those papers) with tightened kerning
5. Dauphin

My bottom five are:

1. Comic Sans
2. Comic Sans
3. Lucinda Handwriting or anything Lucinda-related
4. Papyrus
5. Rave

My personal hatred (yes) is when people write ALL-CAP abbreviations in script. It looks ridiculous. Example: AAJA (Asian American Journalists Association) orMADD (Mothers Against Drunk Driving). Everytime you do that, imagine me cringing.

supernova, potato, whatever

Apparently, NASA scientists have seen the brightest supernova ever recorded. The artist's illustration of it, though, makes it look like an exploding potato ... with diamonds on the inside.

NASA via AP(Wash Post)

you know you're in college when ....

This is so true. I agree with almost half of these.

boy had spiders in his ear

A 9-year-old in Oregon heard "Rice Krispies" sounds in his ear, and when his doctor irrigated it, he found two spiders.

Palfrey gets new attorney

According to the Washington Post, federal court has appointed a new, better, more reputable lawyer for Deborah Palfrey. Montegomery Blair Sibley has been replaced.

Palfrey's lawyer's story's interesting, too

Montegomery Blair Sibley, the lawyer representing Deborah Jeane Palfrey in the D.C. prostitution (madam, escort service) case has a most interesting background of his own.

new header!

This is a photo of a bench at the Museum Park next to the Museum of Childhood in Bethnal Green, East London. It was beautiful -- covered in newly fallen autumn leaves that crunch with every step. Made me want to roll around on it.

If you know me, you would know that I obviously didn't. Ew.

stubborn rash

It's still here. In fact, the original patches (fields?) have now dissipated, but in its place are new patches (fields?) of itchy, red fun. The stronger antihistamine the doctor gave me (hydroxyzine) is only working marginally well. What I REALLY want is a scratch test so I know what the hell is going on.

rash-tastic

I have developed hives and rash in multiple areas. Hives on: arms, armpit and butt/lower lower back. Rash on upper thighs near hips, armpits, just above and below armpits, back in the area of my bra straps. It's really itchy. It's not as bad as the beechwood allergy attack, but this time, I have no idea what triggered it.

It started around 2:30 this afternoon at work, when the kids are watching the DVD of their play, and I felt really itchy in my armpits and on my arms. I looked in the mirror after dismissal, and I have a rash. I asked the school nurse fo Benedryl cream and went to my last poli sci lecture. It got worse when I got home. It sprea to its current state, and I took Benedryl pills about an hour and a half ago. We'll see how it goes. Tomorrow morning, I'm heading to MGH walk-in clinic to wait in line for three hours just in case.

I have pictures of aforementioned rash and hives, but I'll save my flab-ulous photos for the docs just in case. :)

new Hillary Clinton bio comes out

Carl Bernstein, who reported on the Watergate scandal, has a book coming out on Hillary Clinton's "true" story of her life. It's unauthorized, but it's apparently very well sourced and written.

worse than the worst

The Washington Post has a blog entry about the Barkley Marathons, an endurance test equivalent to Mt. Everest climbs.

an amazing cellist dies

I've been playing (learning) the cello for only about five months, so I'm definitely not up on my cello/cellist knowledge (as proven by each visit to the cello repair shop), but apparently, one of the greatest cellists in the 20th century died today.

Calif. teachers dropping like flies

It's true what they say about teachers ... they're leaving in droves. According this story, money isn't the only thing making them quit. Teachers want better administrators, more support and parents who care (gasp!). More money wouldn't hurt, either. I'm trying to choose between teaching and copy-editing, and right now, copy-editing has the edge.

MIT dean of admissions resigns

The dean of admissions for MIT has resigned. She did not receive degrees from the universities listed on her resume. Matriculation decisions for incoming freshmen are due Tuesday.

New Mike, old Christine -- Los Angeles Times

Mike Penner, a sportswriter at L.A. Times, is going to undergo transexual surgery. He wrote a column about it.

Genevieve's site

My friend Genevieve has a cool art site.

new home!

Welcome to my new home! If you are a returning reader (hi guys!), I hope you like the new look. I've been getting a few hits from suspicious (read: creepy) IP addresses lately, so hopefully that will stop. Old posts have been imported onto this one. Enjoy.

If you're new, here're some tidbits about me. I'm a grad student at Boston College, working on my master's degree in secondary education. My bachelor's is in print journalism from the University of Southern California. I identify myself as a copy editor before a teacher, but I think it might be because I have more experience (read: lots and lots of internships) in the former.

So take a look around! Have a wonderful day! :)

moving soon

Sadly, I will be moving this blog elsewhere in the near future, after my last final on May 7. I haven't decided where or what it will be called, but Watermelon Singing will remain on Blogspot for archival purposes. I will let everyone know the whens and wheres of the new blog. Now, back to the paper.

e-mail your future self!

Send an e-mail to yourself to be delivered in the future. Anytime in the future. A year from now, ten years, hell, 25 years. It's pretty cool. Read some of what people are telling themselves in the future!

Stephanie Edwards should've stayed!

What's WRONG with people? Stephanie Edwards is a great singer, and her song was good last night! You know who REALLY should've been voted off? SANJAYA! WTF. He can't sing. He can't dance. And he comes off really fake. Seriously. Stephanie was awesome. American Idol is wrong. I don't think Sanjaya's going to be voted off anytime soon because of all the crazy, deranged people out there who think it's cute to keep the worst singer in the SINGING competition. But he needs to go.

messy = more productive

It's official! Messy people are MORE PRODUCTIVE than you neat-freaks who spend your time cleaning your room and "arranging" things. So there.

one more thing

Also tonight, I picked up my very first batch of dry-cleaning from the laundry place. It's a great achievement, let me tell you. :)

cello!

Tonight, I played in my very first cello recital. I played "Variations on Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star." First, the basic "Twinkle," then I moved on to the four 16th notes and two eighth notes. A few bloopers here and there, but overall, not bad. I give it a B+. I also rushed a bit. My students were there, so they cheered loudly and proudly before and after, which gave me a big confidence boost. I was going to leave halfway through the recital of 42 students (on various intruments), but because of the great support from my third-graders, I decided to stick around to hear all of them. They all played harder stuff than me and are all better than me. It's OK. I know gerunds. :)

ice-skating

I went ice-skating Tuesday! I'm happy to report that I did not fall, although it did take a little while to get used to being on the ice. The last time I went skating was on my birthday in London, when I turned 22.

Another interesting thing. I was in my Flash class yesterday when the teacher showed us a site that a student has designed. Turned out to be Chris, the guy from BC who hung out with us. He used a picture of Greg (from USC) as part of the design. It was pretty cool. I'll post the link soon.

it's been awhile, I know

So it's been almost two months since you've all heard from me. I'm OK, thanks. Life's been a little hectic, but the reason is mostly that I've been too lazy and unproductive to update the Blogger. And what do I find when I logged in just now? a "new" Blogger! I'll have to check it out. I hope everyone's doing well. I know my friend James Rufus Koren is now in the Antelope Valley, becoming a multi-tasking reporter extraordinaire. Christina is now in Cairo, perfecting her Arabic and learning the ways of being feminine in a (from what I hear from her) pre-feminist movement society.

The current problem in my life is next year's housing. What to do? I need to sign a contract by Friday, so I really wish I knew, too. I'm learning how to design in Flash in my Advanced World Wide Web class this semester, so I will have my own Web site soon. Speaking of Web sites, apparently, no one has taken my name as a domain name, so I will soon find hosting and get my Flashy (ha! pun.) new Web site up when this class ends.

I'm officially heading to Miami for an internship this summer. And when I say "officially," I meant that I have signed no papers, taken no drug tests, received no requests for documentation. On the other hand, I have been getting the monthly newsletter from my future boss, so that's pretty exciting. He also asked me for a short bio over the weekend, so I think I'm well on my way. To repeat the story two years ago, I REALLY need to find housing in Miami. If you've got hints, let me know. I'll be there for exactly three months.

I've taken some pretty cool photos over the last two months, and I'll post them ... eventually.

Until next time, ciao. :)

resolutions

Since I am feeling generally crappy about my day, my life and me, I am going to post my New Year's resolutions so I can further feel crappy. Let me just say briefly that my day was AWESOME until my mother called to yell at me for no apparent reason. I live to be her sounding board ... about me. Anyway, let's move on, shall we?

1. Eat more vegetables.
2. To aid the first resolution, I bought a cookbook so I can make new foods.
3. Write papers and finish projects AT LEAST one day in advance.
4. Shred all papers with sensitive information.
5. As a result of No. 3, I will get better grades.
6. Learn how to vibrato on my cello.
7. Play a real piece on the cello.
8. Motivate thyself to do as you plan. For example, tonight, because of my crappy day, I just wanted to go home and sleep. What did I do? I checked the news, replied to e-mail, made guacamole and called James. And decided to write my resolutions after reading Albert's on Facebook, the death knell to all tasks productive.
9. Pass the MTEL.
10. Pass other qualifying exams needed to get out of grad school by next spring other than the inquiry paper.

So those 10 will make me a better person and a better student. Let's go, 2007!

Victorious! Victory is ours.

So we totally squashed Michigan! I actually showed up at the bar two hours early because I finished shopping (Victoria's Secret stuff, Express Editor pinstripe pants, one-pot cookbook, sealing wax and initial seal) waaaay too early. I usually time this things perfectly ... must be losing my magic touch. Anyway, I was one of three or so people at the bar until another USC alumnus at down beside me. We had a nice chat, making some small talk; you know how it goes. He apparently works at Fidelity and was (like so many USC people :P) a business major. Anywho, we headed down to the USC skybox around 4:30 p.m. and met up with other USC alumni.

I started talking with this lawyer who happened to be a Daily Trojan vet as well. We shared our mutual memories. I caught him up on the recent EIC election fiasco with Michael Jackson and its ensuing controversy that involved former DT editors, Annenberg professors and other university publications, which backed us up with a collaborative editorial. He dropped some names. Used some big words. Pretty pompous, but a nice guy nevertheless. He gave me his card to e-mail him my first byline at my summer internship. I don't think he quite understood what copy editors do. I won't be getting a byline in a while.

It was a small crowd, but we had a great time beating those Wolverines and cheering as loud as we could so the Michigan people across the room in the other skyboxes could hear us. :) When the game ended, we sang the fight song. :) There were, of course, a couple of SoCal Spellouts in the house. Someone brought that HUGE USC flag and ran a lap around the room every time we scored.

Glorious. A glorious, glorious day.

Bartner is a Michigan alumnus.

Apparently, he got his bachelor's, master's and doctoral degrees from Michigan. Gasp. Sigh. MARCH!

Here is a photo of the last time I was ever at the Rose Bowl and a UCLA game in person. We won that year. In fact, we won every year I was in college. And what happens the year I graduate? WE LOST. WTF? Anyway. Here's to happy memories:

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

I hope Santa and brought you many good things and happy wishes and thoughts. I am writing to report that I have just finished what, I believe, is the fastest packing in my life. I don't know when I started, but I am pretty much done, except for computer and toiletries, which consist of toothbrush and floss in a Ziploc bag, which is already in the bathroom. It is MERELY 2:35 a.m. on the morning of takeoff. Usually, I'm still stuffing items, trying to make everything fit an hour before we leave the house.

My luggage is blissfully empty of stuff because I basically used it to lug my books home. I used my carry-on luggage to put all my clothes in, but I am going to check it at the counter. I bought all of Wal-Mart's Veet (not the ones that come with the weird spray thing) cold waxes because only Wal-Mart sells it, I've found. There places might, too, but Wal-Mart is the constant right now. I am bringing my Chucks and my black purse with lavender ribbon that I got in London. Some Chinese condiments from our pantry and random things. But that's it. :)

I get to celebrate New Year's Eve in Boston in my PJs with the TV and multi-network/-channel coverage. Then, I get to spend New Year's watching the Rose Bowl either from the comfort of my couch with a bowl of salsa and guacomole (homemade, of course) and chips and in my PJs or at Game On, where the USC alumni club in Boston holds its game-watchings. SUPER exciting.

FIGHT ON! And Happy New Years! :)

New York photos

** part of an origami-filled Christmas tree at the Natural Science Museum :)

** at Times Square. :)

** It's Saturn! At the Hayden Planetarium at the Natural Science Museum

** the Apple Store

** Planet Earth ... looks like it's in space, huh? :)

the 200th

I went to New York last weekend ... On the way back, the bus's engine stalled, and we had to wait for a replacement bus to drive from New York ... to Conneticut. It took about an hour and a half. We got back to Boston REALLY late.

I am headed to The Miami Herald this summer for a copy-editing internship! :) I'm REALLY excited, especially because this is the first internship that I passed the test for and got an offer. It elevated my self-esteem a lot. Like, a lot. So, again, super-excited. I also got an offer from the Merc in San Jose, but logistically, Miami works about better ... and it's also a better paper. What worries me is that I don't know Spanish, and I wonder how that might affect me on the copy desk. Anyway. Coincidently, both the ACES conference and the AAJA conference this year are held in Miami (April and August, respectively), so no worries for transportation! Christina got an offer from the Palm Beach Post, but she's still mulling over it. COME TO FLORIDA, CHRISTINA! We can hang out!

I'm leaving for the airport in two hours to fly home for Christmas. My suitcase is full of books. No kidding .... if I hadn't had to bring home almost all my books, I can just do with two carry-ons and an empty suitcase, but as it stands now, I am going home with two carry-ons and a half-full suitcase because it's filled with books. I mean, two semester of books that includes one history class that required a book a week. You do the math.

I'm posting New York pictures soon. :)

the top 25

Copying James (and apparently Sara and J. Christina), I'm listing my iPod's top 25. Don't judge me.

1. Holiday (Green Day) -- only because I listened to it on loop during the entire flight from D.C. to London

2. Wake Me Up When September Ends (Green Day) -- I listened to this during my first month and a half in London

3. A Postcard to Henry Purcell (from "Pride and Prejudice") -- I listened to this for about a month in London

4. Out of Reach (from "Bridget Jones's Diary") -- again, London

5. Other Side of the World (K.T. Tunstall)

6. Cheers Darlin' (Damien Rice) -- again, listened to it in London

7. Mamma Mia (from "Mamma Mia!") -- bought in London after hearing it live in Budapest

8. All By Myself (from "Bridget Jones's Diary") -- sang to myself in my single room in London. sad, I know.

9. City of Blinding Lights (U2, from "Devil Wears Prada") -- the instrumentals are awesome

10. Miss Misery (Elliot Smith, from "Good Will Hunting") -- such a good much with such good songs

11. Hang On Little Tomato (Pink Martini) -- thanks, Steven!

12. Because of You (Kelly Clarkson) -- the only "American Idol" winner worth listening to

13. Somebody Told Me (The Killers) -- London

14. Boston (Augustana) -- my life right now

15. She (from "Notting Hill") -- listened to a bit in London

16. You Raise Me Up (Josh Groban) -- a great belt-it-out-in-your-room music

17. Moon River (Henry Mancini, from "Breakfast at Tiffany's") -- lovely, but I didn't like the movie, though

18. Breakaway (Kelly Clarkson)

19. Mamma Mia [Bonus] (from "Mamma Mia")

20. Like I Love You (Justin Timberlake) -- good song

21. Come What May (from "Moulin Rouge") -- again, a great singing song

22. City of Blinding Lights (U2, from "Devil Wears Prada") -- this one might be the one on my C drive

23. The Kids Aren't Alright (The Offspring) -- took me YEARS to figure out that this was the song that the USC marching band was playing all this time

24. Mr. Brightside (The Killers) -- again, London.

25. I Will Always Love You (Whitney Houston) -- London, great singing song

So I listened to a lot of the songs in London ... walking, o the Tube, getting ready in the morning ... so a lot of the songs on the list reminds me of London. :)

Christmas song and holiday cheer!

I have a love affair with Christmas songs. They make me happy. :) I like singing them even if it's not Christmas. "Silent Night" is the best. And "Christmas Song." And "I'll Be Home for Christmas." All-time favorites, all. Which makes it even MORE exciting that I have tickets to go see the Boston Pops HOLIDAY AT POPS concert on the 18th! :D It's so exciting. You have no idea. I grew up with this concert; I've watched it since I was in school and dreamed that one day I would get to see it in person. And now I am! I love Boston. :)

Boston is getting a little too cold for my comfort. It snowed on Monday. It didn't stick, though, but it accumulated a good inch on the ground for the most of the day. It flurried again on Friday, but not too much. Sorry about the lack of complex sentence structure; my brain is basically fried from writing papers and taking copy tests. Anyway, back to the weather. It's now consistently dipped below freezing, and the wind chill makes the temperature in the teens. Last night, when I checked online, it was 5 degrees out. It was so cold, my face almost froze. Brrrrr.

I am going shopping for a warm, winter hat today. And warmer shoes. And socks (I think). Definitely hats and shoes. It's really cold. I am considering getting a woolen face mask. It's cold. Brrrrrrr.

I've been purusing (perusing?) the L.L. Bean online catalog and put their large tote with zipper in my bag. I carry way too much crap in my messenger bag, and it's not working out.

Sorry about neglecting the blog. It's been a hectic few weeks, what with reading a massive load of history books, writing and stuff ... I'm basically done on Monday, so that's when I will rejoin civilization.

Just a quick note that I've been following the James Kim saga, along with the rest of the nation and world and found it depressing and sad, to say the least. I can't imagine going through what he went through and his motivation to find rescuers for his family. Part of the reason why my paper for my bilingualism class was late was because I kept reading news reports upon news reports of his death and his family's ordeal and it was saddens me even more.

On that note, I'm going to go wash some dishes and shower and head out for a terrific (and cold) winter shopping experience. With my maxed-out credit card. :)

Thanksgiving break!

Oh, man. Thanksgiving break has officially begun for me. I just e-mailed in my paper on Charleston, and now I am eating dinner in peace and no stress for the first time in about two weeks. It's going to be glorious. James is going to be in Boston for the weekend!

the Thanksgiving crunch

The last paper I have to write before Thanksgiving break is giving me the fits. It's about Charleston, S.C., and how it fits the characteristics of a typical Atlantic city, unlike Boston. It's for my history colloquium, and it's crazy hard. A lot of reading to go over. The structure should be pretty straightforward, but there are a TON of reading to go through. Ugh.

The paper is due the same day as a dress-up day at the school, so it's going to be a double-whammy Tuesday. I bought a suit for the occasion on Tuesday. Should be exciting. My very first suit. :)

sick, sick, sickity sick

I've been sick for seven days now, but the end seems near.

It all started last Thursday, when I got a flu shot. Me, healthy, adult. Flu shot. Apparently, getting my first flu shot equates to getting my very first flu. I worked on Friday, and everything was fine. My arm was a bit sore, but it was OK. On Friday afternoon, I got this horrendous sore throat. Stuffy nose followed. I got a bit better on Saturday, meaning that the sore throat was gone, but the stuffy nose was there, and the sneezing started. On Sunday, I called in sick to work because it just wasn't happening. Plus, getting 27 kids sick -- not so good. On Sunday, I started on decongestants. It worked ... and then I ran out of medicine. On Monday, I developed a slight fever, and I got more medicine (generic DayQuil). New symptom: Because my nose was stuffed up, I was having a hard time breathing. It rained on Monday. I called in sick. Fever is no good, either. Tuesday afternoon, a miracle happened. The nose decongested, and all is almost well. I returned to work Wednesday in time for the field trip to Discovery Museum, but I still had runny nose. TODAY, oh, TODAY. I almost lost my voice. I croaked my way through school. My students kept asking, "are you sick?" Yup, I am! I'm still sick from the two days I wasn't here. It was a little helpful, though. I told the kids that it hurts to speak loudly (very true), so they will have to be quiet. Anyway, I think I've regained my voice, but the yellow phlegm started today, so that's fun.

Just as a side note: While I was sick, I wrote one six-page paper (should be eight ... ), one four-page paper and read 366 pages of slave history. I got about a total of six hours from Friday until Monday afternoon. Thanksgiving crunch sucks.

whoa, BCS

OK, keeping in mind that I know enough about the BCS to talk about it but not to REALLY understand it, here is what I THINK is going on.

* Louisville lost to Rutgers on Thursday, so Louisville is going to get bumped down below USC.

* Arizona beat California, so California is going down the standings ... bad for us because we play them next week.

* Georgia beat Auburn, so Auburn is dropping from No. 6 ... good for us because we're 7th

* Florida had a REALLY close game (down to the last few seconds with a blocked field goal!) with South Carolina, so I'm hoping they just stay put

* K-State just upset Texas, so Texas is going to drop from No. 4 in the BCS.

So that leaves Nos. 3 (Louisville), 5 (Texas) and 6 (Auburn) potentially open, so HOPEFULLY is we win tonight over the Ducks, we can leap over Florida and take No. 3 or stay behind Florida and take No. 4.

Again, rankings, not my thing. But, oh, the drama! :)

Fight on!

blogger is having issues

I think Blogger is having problems with its e-mail-posting system because the last two times I tried to post via e-mail, the entries didn't show up. Just now, when I tried to e-mail a post in, my "Still here" entry from Monday jumped to the top. WTF? So confused. It's never happened before.

Anyway, this is what I wrote from my e-mail that Blogger is not posting, apparently:

I am taking a class on how to teach bilingual students and another class on Lincoln's speeches. woohoo! :)

I also bought my first Christmas present on Wednesday on Amazon. They're already showing Christmas commercials on TV. And it's not even Thanksgiving! I feel I should preemp everyone by buying a Christmas tree on Labor Day. That'll show 'em!

my apartment is really hot

and I am sweating. I just opened my window in hopes that the cold outdoors would slowly filter in.

I am supposed to be writing a short summary of my hugely huge paper-presentation, but I am dawdling instead.

Recently, I've been feeling a bit blue about teachers. Not the teaching profession, mind you, but the people who educate and disseminate information to kids. How do you respond when a teacher tells you on Friday that she didn't know the voting age was lowered to 18 in a Consititutional amendment? What do you respond when teachers mispronounce simple words such as drawing (draw-ring) and frustrated (fuh-strated)? I am at a loss and feel so alone. :(

Now that I'm depressed, I'm going to go researching stuff about literacy in the second language. Should be loads of fun.

I wrote this through e-mail earlier, but .... anyway, the point is, I'm still alive ... which is always a good thing.

Howdy guys. I'm still here. I think I have narcolepsy. It's a little frustrating that I can't stay awake. I think something's wrong with me. Other than the allergies, the chronic cough (what? you didn't know? ask someone and catch up!), the flat feet and other foot ailments, the scoliosis, the vision problems and the brain malfunctions around paper time ..... I think I have narcolepsy.

I bought two little notebooks at Target the other day, and I wrote down my paper-writing schedule for the next two weeks ... basically, through Thanksgiving. All I need to do is to get through Thanksgiving. Because that is when my history-from-hell colloquium's load REALLY lessens. The big paper is due on Nov. 21. After that, I have one more paper for one of my ED classes and a paper-presentation for another ED class.

I register for classes on Thursday. It's a sorta scary proposition as I don't know what I will be taking like I usually do.

Also, it's getting REALLY cold here. And I hear from other people that it's only going to get colder. Brrrrr. There isn't even SNOW yet. Officially scared. Shiver.

Still here.

Howdy guys. I'm still here. I think I have narcolepsy. It's a little frustrating that I can't stay awake. I think something's wrong with me. Other than the allergies, the chronic cough (what? you didn't know? ask someone and catch up!), the flat feet and other foot ailments, the scoliosis, the vision problems and the brain malfunctions around paper time ..... I think I have narcolepsy.
I bought two little notebooks at Target the other day, and I wrote down my paper-writing schedule for the next two weeks ... basically, through Thanksgiving. All I need to do is to get through Thanksgiving. Because that is when my history-from-hell colloquium's load REALLY lessens. The big paper is due on Nov. 21. After that, I have one more paper for one of my ED classes and a paper-presentation for another ED class.

I register for classes on Thursday. It's a sorta scary proposition as I don't know what I will be taking like I usually do.

Also, it's getting REALLY cold here. And I hear from other people that it's only going to get colder. Brrrrr. There isn't even SNOW yet. Officially scared. Shiver.

papers. woohoo.

Still here. I wrote a paper about the effect of parent involvement in
student achievement. And tonight I am writing about women pirates,
whaling and the gender and racial issues involved in those. woohoo.

Thanksgiving is coming up. It's very exciting.

quitting

I called today and quit my part-time job. No more. It's a bit of built-up frustration and a bit of overwhelming amount of work and commitments. But it's time. Funny, though. The last job I quit was in high school, in it was also after about three months. After I hung up the phone with the store manager, I felt a weird sense of disappointment, sadness and relief. I like the relief. I'm not sure if the other two are good signs. Either way, my life is gaining more stability now, and that's good. It needs that.

I'm sorry that I haven't been writing as much the last month. I was overwhelmed and confused and frustrated. I'll try to do better. It's because of my lack of organization and the lack of stability that I had to ask for an extension on my first paper for one of my education classes. It's not a good feeling. I haven't had to ask for an extension since .... first semester junior year? But the thing that bothered me about the extension is not that I asked for one, it's that I had to ask for one because I didn't even know there was a paper due. Sure, I'm aware that one is due at some point because the professor handed out topic suggestions, but I had no idea it was TOMORROW.

So that's bad. I need to get my life in order.

On the other hand, I taught third graders adverbs Wednesday. As predicted my me and my lead teacher, there were about 10 kids who got it. The rest just kinda looked at me like I was insane. No biggie, kids. I didn't get it until high school. You got awhile to pick it up. I  thought the lesson went well, though, and I got mostly positive feedback from the lead teacher. Her main concern is that I wasn't using positive strategies to curb behavior and lack of attention. I thought that the group work was more chaotic than I planned for, and I planned for a lot of chaos, but the lead teacher said it was fine. I guess third graders aren't quite used to having to work in groups for classwork yet. The lead teacher did say that my thinking the night before to assign tasks (writer, speaker, corrector) in the groups would've made it less chaotic. I think the keywords in third grade are "specific instructions."

Overall, a crappy week.

ALIVE! ... but very cold

I'm alive! Well, after my ridiculous allergy bout with beechwood .... but that's something I'll have to tell y'all later. Right now, I'm starving and in need of substenance (did I spell that right?). And change so I can go to work. And stuff. School is going well. One of the kids got his first secret admirer notes a couple of weeks ago. It caused much drama. :) Classes are going OK. This week in my really hard history colloquium, we're reading the professor's book. I hate it when profs do that. And wouldn't you know it -- there are no used copies of the book on sale at the bookstore .... when there are MANY STILL available for the other 10 (or 15 ... something like that) books that we had to read. But I'm done griping.

Again. I'm alive. And breathing. And I bought a warm jacket to tide me through the fall ... snow'll have to wait. It's REALLY, REALLY cold in this city. It's OCTOBER. Argh.

I swear, I really CAN take care of myself!

I have another fun Mass. General story to tell. Oh, the fun that awaits you! :)

what have I done?

I have so much reading to do, it's a little hard to comprehend. My goal this semester is not to procrastinate and actually do work in a timely manner, like Mrs. Chapman (MOMC) used to admonish us in high school.

The internship is going pretty well, I think. The kids are cute, and you can already tell which ones are going to be obnoxious when they grow up and which ones are going to be the preppy ones. It's amazing to me. They're in the third grade! For their morning work, they had to do a couple of math problems and correct some sentences, and last Friday's had a question that they had to write an "addition fact" with the answer 6. This kid wrote down -6 + 12. I asked him later how he knew it added to 6, and he said he just knew. Wow. He isn't very good at speaking and reading, but it just amazed me.

Anyway, I'm going to some reading for class tomorrow.

totally lame ... but doing it anyway

(stolen from Christina .... thanks, Christina!)

 

(and I should be reading for my class that is in 30 minutes)

 

I have.....

( ) Smoked a cigarette (did not inhale; does that still count?)
( ) Drank so much you threw up
( ) Crashed a friend's car
( ) Stolen a car
( ) Been dumped
(x) Shoplifted (I was 8! It was a pack of Snoopy gum.)
( ) Been laid off/fired
(x) Quit your job
( ) Been in a fist fight (with a sibling... which I'm not sure counts?
( ) Snuck out of your parent's house
(x) Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back
( ) Been arrested
( ) Gone on a blind date
(x) Lied to a friend
(x) Skipped school
( ) Seen someone die
(x) Been to Canada
( ) Been to Mexico
(x) Been on a plane
(x) Been lost
(x) Been on the opposite side of the country
(x) Gone to Washington, D.C.
(x) Swam in the ocean
(x) Felt like dying
(x) Cried yourself to sleep
( ) Played cops and robbers
(x) Recently colored with crayons
(x) Sang karaoke
( ) Paid for a meal with only coins (did it once with a tip)
(x) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't
(x) Made prank phone calls
(x) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
( ) Caught a snowflake on your tongue
( ) Danced in the rain
( ) Written a letter to Santa Claus
( ) Been kissed under the mistletoe
( ) Watched the sun rise with someone you care about
(x) Blown bubbles
(x) Made a bonfire on the beach
( ) Crashed a party
(x) Gone roller-skating
(x) Ice-skating

movie, internship and classes

Everyone should go see "Crank," which is about a guy who finds out he has been injected with "Chinese shit" and is going to die in one hour. It is dramatic, hilarious, and the way the movie is made is ingenious. All I am saying is, it is an AWESOME movie. Go see it.

 

Also, I'm not sure if I've told anyone, but I have a teaching internship at an "independent" (pffft) elementary school in suburban Boston .... read: wealthy parents with (hopefully not) bratty kids. I am assigned to the third grade team, which consists of ... TWO teachers.

 

I was at two of the three orientations last week. Two because the coordinator (that's another story) neglected to tell us interns that we're requires at all three and if it hadn't been for luck that I didn't get scheduled at work on Wednesday, I would've been at one, and that would've REALLY pissed off the coordinator. She is also not happy with me for another reason that is waaaay too complicated to discuss that involves my teaching pre-practicum (classroom observation requirement) for my degree.

 

BC classes start today. In fact, I am sitting at O'Neil library right now, waiting for my 5 p.m. 800-level graduate history class to start. Shiver. Graduate-level class with real history grad students. It's gonna be soooooo hard. :( It's a colloquium (shiver) called Atlantic Crossings. From the reading list and the syllabus, I gather that is mostly about trans-Atlantic migration/immigration from pre-Christopher Columbus to whenever. We already have a reading due for today that I haven't finished, which is troubling me. If I can't finish the first reading, then how am I gonna get through all the other 20-ish books?!

 

Anyway, I am also taking Social Contexts of Education and a class on bilingualism and literay and second language that I think will be fascinating.

 

Sorry about all the non-updates, hopefully I will start writing more often again. Au revoir!

present and accounted for!

Still alive! Classes start Tuesday. Woohoo.

Sorry about the non-updates. I'm working on it. :)