Tuesday, August 26, 2008

The Incompetent Ninja

I I had a dream the other night which I feel the need to blog about. I was a ninja at ninja training camp, and the other ninjas viewed me as the incompetent ninja, ala Chris Farley in Beverly Hills ninja. For our training we were basically supposed to play hide-and-seek, only the person who was "it" was an evil ninja and even though it was "training" the evil ninja had full liscence to kill. In  the first hallway, there, poised on the wall was Crazy Bad Ninja. I'm yelling and trying to kung fu him but no sound is coming out of my mouth, and my movements are all in slow motion.
This happens often in my dreams. Whenever action is needed, I am completely ineffective. My muscles are jelly and it takes all of my energy just to fling one spaghetti-armed punch. This always happens at the crucial moment. Sometimes I have flying dreams. This sounds like fun right? Wrong. In my most recent flying dream I was being chased by a band of angry treasure trolls while I attempted to lift myself and my little brother off the ground yet I was only able to get off the ground a few feet before falling to the earth again, making what looked like a giant hopping super mario type jump. It's very frustrating. I've determined that these dreams have taught me a)I am an ineffective ninja and should find another life dream and b)Never cross a treasure troll.

Baby its cold!...inside..or; Blogging makes it better

I seriously think I'm developing a head cold. Why? It's the middle of summer and the weather has been sunny and warm. I blame the hyperactive AC in my basement apartment and at the office where I work. Everyone seems to do this, and I just can't understand thermostat logic. People complain about the cold weather all winter long and then when the sun decides to warm us with it's glorious rays, we crank up the air so cold that my nose goes numb and I'm rubbing my hands together to stay warm (literally, as we speak). It's kind of humorous. Not to mention the schizophrenic dressing. Sweater on sweater off? Pants or shorts? Parka or cardigan? Don't even bother to check the weather, because no matter how warm and balmy it is outside you can be assured that every grocery store, movie theatre, school, establishment of business will be at least 10 degrees below what's comfortable. Why the obsession with coldness in America? It even trickles into our beverage preferences. In Europe if you ask for ice in your drink, they'll look at you with disgust/confusion and come back with two cubes on a plate an hour and a half later since they had to scale The Alps to locate some for you. I'm telling you, America is obsessed with ice. On a side note, life has been kind of rough lately. Poor me, I live in a middle class suburb, with a nice family and a generally happy life. Boo hoo. Last week we moved out of our house into an apartment, which is a HUGE mess as of now, since neither Cristina or I are ever home to clean it. We don't have a couch and there are boxes all over the place. Fortunately I tackled my 3 ft by 4 ft mountain of clothes (oy) so there is now room to walk. During moving week, it was also my finals week, and on top of that I was working overtime at work. (Almost 40 hours!). Additionally, a few unexpected emotional crises arose which made it almost too much to handle. Sometimes it seems like if life throws one more punch, you're gonna be K.O.ed. But this morning I was persusing some of my favorite blogs and reading about the joys and sorrows described in said blogs, and it brings to light the most obvious realization. Life is a series of ups and downs and even though this week everything bites and you can hardly keep it together, maybe next month will be full of awesome amazing events! In reading blogs you can really get a sense of this sequence of highs and lows, and since most people aren't daily bloggers, it's easy to see since the time span is so abbreviated. So in summary: I heart blogs.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Grandma can cut the rug

So I never intended this to turn into a shoe blog, but I found the coolest website for old lady shoes. It's called "The Shoetrader" and their slogan is "Comfort is Always in Style". Amen to that. They have a wide selection of affordable orthopedic shoes, ballroom dancing shoes and some just regular all purpose shoes. While I am fully willing to ignore pain for fashion, it is a blessed day when the two are joined in fashionable-functional matrimony. So if you're willing to sift through shoes that look like this... you can score a great deal on comfort shoes that look like this! and this: and this...Love Love LOVE!