Since I've started a leetel blog, I spent a lot of my time starting blog posts in my head. I came up with some pretty funny stuff yesterday...I just only get a few sentences then I kinda peter out. My favorite one, I'm still working on how to expand on this, is as follows:
"Guess what I learned today in graduate school? It is safe to assume, despite the fact that the person WROTE THE PAPER the class is reviewing 3 days ago, they have no idea what they are talking about. Not only that, but you are probably more informed than they are. Huffah, last minute googles!"
Yeah. My life is like that. Unfortunately that's pretty much all there is to say on the subject, unless I want to be mean (er). I dearly love the person but it was one of those "wow, I'm impressed you've survived this long in academia" type moments. If it were a student, I'd feel worse about it, but to be fair it was the professor.
What hit me at the bookstore? This one's more of an observation and less blog fodder:
"Holy smokes, they have a magazine for bloggers...what a waste of money."
If any of you use it, I apologize. Is it useful?
The little jewel that hit me last night, as I was blocking that woven scarf (not my best work, but it's done, and it's still pretty, if you can pretend you're not bothered by the little mistakes, still not showing it to you because I hate it and am giving it away to someone who won't) was as follows:
"HEY! I FINALLY IDENTIFIED THAT SMELL! DID YOU KNOW THAT (Insert name of relative's) HOUSE SMELLS JUST LIKE WET WOOL, EUCALAN, and COTTON?!"
Yeah it's smelled that way for 22 years, I'm pretty sure bringing it up now isn't going to help anything. That, and they're of an age where they're pretty set in their ways. It's probably the nature of their decorations that makes the house smell that way. But, as much as it totally icks me out, I still (mostly) love them (not just because I have to), and I'm not going to say anything (to them). I will probably share with my mother, who will then tease me about making her house smell like (insert name of smelly relatives house)'s place does.
Sam, if you're reading this, think grape sheep, and big bears. It totally smells like that doesn't it?
If you're not Sam (the odds are pretty good), and have ever Kool-aide dyed wool in the microwave? The house smells like that in the summer. Ah fond childhood memories.
It's very comforting to be able to have finally nailed the source of that particular....air freshener down. Things to take off the "I WANT" list when they try to foist their posessions off on you.
Let's have a little contest shall we?
Guess the actual source of the smell in my relative's house. Leave your guesses in the comments for this post. Whoever gets it right (or guesses the best, and by best I mean makes me laugh the hardest) get's a little needle-felted grape sheep that looks similar to this little dude:
You have until the 18th. As in it ends at 12AM the 17th. That way all you procrastinators can get your 10 cents in too. :) (No judgement, I'm getting my MS in procrastination)