the voice on the T

curry

i thought i was experiencing sympathy pains, but it turned out to just be gas.

baby fire alarm

there is a teensy weensy fire alarm in the bathroom at lab. it is a cute little baby version of the ones outside in the lab area. my guess is the reason is two-fold: the acoustics in the bathroom is FANTASTIC and also, no one is likely to be sleeping in there.

http://www.thinkgeek.com/stuff/41/unicorn-meat.shtml

Sometimes when I'm walking, I know I'm about to converge on the same point on the sidewalk as someone else. Usually, at the last moment, one person gets there a split second before the other. Very occasionally, both get there at the exact same time, and there's some footwork required to avoid a minor collision.

Today, my opponent was a pigeon. I could tell we're about to converge on the same point at an approximate 45 degree angle from each other. This is just an average -looking pigeon, not obviously on any sort of enhancement drugs, and even though it was pumping its bird feet at a good pace, I was still going faster. Unexpectedly, in the last couple of seconds, it put its little bird head down and started booking it. That's right. Today, I lost to a pigeon. A competitive, inner-city pigeon with a "kill or be killed" attitude. It was a very humbling experience.

I just had my eyes dilated for the first time in 5 years, and now I can't see anything. This must be what "old" feels like.

walking in snow is similar to walking on sand, but with the possibility of frostbite.

i was walking down a street around my building the other day and what do i see?? a popeye's about to open! yay! fried chicken is to me as donut is to policeman.

there's so much snow/ice/slush outside. it's like god pooed all over boston last night.

so i'm sitting here trying to write my intro when i hear tires screeching outside and the sound of a car hitting the curb. i thought "drunk people out driving at 3 in the morning...tsk tsk" and look out my window. well, there's a van sitting there and the driver is moving a lot. i can't tell if s/he's really happy or mad or whatever, but whoever it is is doing some heavy duty emoting.
then after a short while, the driver moves over to the passenger seat. so at this point i'm thinking either they're really frisky or someone's getting strangled.
well, it turns out to be anger and not horniness that drives this van to be rocking next to the curb at 3am: driver moves back to driver's seat, sniffles into tissue and passenger gets kicked out of van. screaming match ensues. i can't make anything out except "shut up."
eventually things calm down and passenger is allowed back into van, except i guess he can't close the door. big dude gets out of back of van and helps passenger close door. then driver moves to the back and big dude takes the driver's seat.
as big dude tries to close his door, the inside of it falls off. he tries to put it back on but alas, it is not to be. he then holds on to the inside while closing the exterior. he starts engine a couple of times and they drive off.
moral of story: someone needs to get a new van.

if you eat tacos sitting on the curb in the taco bell parking lot (because their air-conditioning is too high), and you're sweaty and tired from moving and furniture shopping, passerbys will give you dirty looks like you snuck into their country illegally and are now overstepping your rights by eating their all-american tacos.

can't believe i never saw this before:

well i can't upload photos cuz my computer's on crack.

2 cases of bird flu reported in florida

case #1
case #2

the hallway of my dorm tends to take on a variety of pungent odors depending on the day. in the past it's smelled like b.o., dirty feet, pee, and barf. today it smells like fart.