24 February 2011

Me Either

For some reason, some people out here think that Utah is in the midwest. It is not. It's in the West, people. Not too long ago, I was talking to someone from the midwest, and we were talking about the states there, and he was in total agreement about which states are midwestern...but then, he unveiled a category that I really haven't thought much about before. He said that Nebraska isn't in the mid-west; apparently, it's a plains state.

Later, I was talking to someone else about this funny distinction. She said that she thought of Nebraska and Kansas as being in the mid-west, but as she thought through it, she said she didn't think of Oklahoma as being in the midwest.

Me: So where do you put Oklahoma?
Her: I don't. I don't think about Oklahoma.

So true.

22 February 2011

Well, There Is That

During a wonderful discussion with dear friend the other day, we were discussing how her ward (church congregation) has had some changes that make it more socially challenging to attend than ever before. These things happen in wards from time to time, and we talked about how it can be really difficult when a congregation goes through a phase where things don't click well.

Her comment: Ugh! It's like there isn't even a reason to go to church any more. (Pause) Except for Jesus, you know...

I laughed and laughed and laughed. It was fun to see an old, good friend out here in NYC. My floor is always open to anyone who wants to visit, especially if you can contribute gems like that!

18 February 2011

Wisdom

The other day after class, I was sitting in the classroom to finish dealing with some emails, and although the classroom was mostly cleared out, a few students lingered, and I overheard a lot of conversation. One group of students engaged in a very interesting discussion about drinking.

I won't bore you with the details, but the gist of the conversation was that you're not an alcoholic unless you drink alone.

There was then some debate about what it meant to drink alone, but the ultimate result was that if you're home in your apartment drinking by yourself, then you're drinking alone. But if you go to a bar to drink, as long as there are other people there, even if you don't interact with them, that's not drinking alone.

That was the definition they all decided on.

Uh.....

Yeah, because alcoholics don't go to bars by themselves to drink...

A few minutes later, there was another conversation among some other students about weed. One of them remarked that although weed had bad psychological effects, it actually only had healthy effects on your body. He was adamant about it, further explaining that weed damages your brain cells, but doesn't actually harm your body. Everyone in the group was totally on board.

Yeah, because your brain isn't part of your body.

And also, it's not good for your body, but whatever...

Wow.

Just, wow.

16 February 2011

Farewell, Bajio

Dear Bajio,

WHY?!??!? How could you do this to me?!?!?!?

I am left to mourn my loss from afar.

I ate there almost daily one semester. It was my to-go meal of choice. And even though I came less in later years, I still appreciated your goodness. Why sell yourself off as something so cheap and meaningless? You were worth so much more.

Sadly,

Burrito-less Bacon

P.S. Please, Cafe Rio, don't you quit on me, too!

12 February 2011

Adventures in Grocery - The Meat Edition

A few days ago, I was shopping in one of my neighborhood grocery stores. Sometimes, it's hard to find what I'm looking for at stores here in the city. Other times, I come across things that I have never seen before, and that I kind of wish I could forget seeing.

Example:

I had two thoughts: wow, that's cheap; and SICK! Who eats that???

Then I thought, maybe I'm misjudging this. Maybe it is poorly named, and it's really a quality product (although the price indicates otherwise, but...)

So I flipped it over and checked the label to see what it was made of.


Not any better.

But they sell this in the store, so someone must eat it.

But who???

09 February 2011

That Can't Be Good

My grocery delivery service sent me an email today advertising all of the things they think I should order from them for Valentine's Day. (Side note: no thanks, guys. If I want chocolate-covered strawberries, I'll dip my own, rather than paying $10 for 6 strawberries. Sheesh!)

One of the things they think I should order for delivery for Valentine's Day? Live lobster.

Uh...

When I order from them, things arrive in a box or in a bag. Neither of these seems like a good option for a live lobster.

Does it come in a tank? Maybe with a little castle in it?

02 February 2011

Families are Different Here

This cracks me up at the store every time I see it...

01 February 2011

Brunch?

Today, as I was walking past a diner, I looked through the window and saw someone eating a meal that looked to be eggs benedict with a side of french fries.

I thought two things:

  1. That can't be right. I must've seen that wrong.
  2. That sounds like a perfect meal.