Today, I ripped three phone books in half. Seriously, no joke. Using only my hands. And the last one only took me about 20 seconds. I am so strong.
Monthly Archive for May, 2008
One of my pet peeves is when people use the Greek letter sigma (Σ) as an E. Any time someone wants to be cool and is doing some design for a fraternity, it inevitably happens. Check out this hip TV show:
Apparently, this week is Greek Week at UC Davis. To promote this, all the n3wbs have to wear shirts that say “GRΣΣK WΣΣK: Proud to be Greek, 7 Days a Week.” GRSSK WSSK? I don’t understand.
In contrast, it’s perfectly fine to use a wedge-shaped E, provided it’s related to a time when that’s how they actually made the letter:
People these days.
So, Caitlin and I went to San Francisco this weekend. It would definitely be a Saturdate, but we both forgot to bring a camera. I think one of the defining characteristics of a Saturdate is the intentionally ironic MySpace pictures which I think most people don’t understand are ironic. Thus, while there are no pictures, Caitlin and I definitely had a date, and it most definitely was on Saturday.
We got up moderately early on Saturday, made waffles, then headed downtown. Being a n3wb, I made sure Caitlin showed me the proper and safe way of using public transit. While I’m still mildly afraid of the people who use it, it sure beats walking.
After a light snack of free samples at the Farmer’s Market, we went to North Beach. Passing through a Scientology protest — regular(?) people protesting the Scientologists, not the other way around —, we ended up in beat city, hanging with the likes of the ghosts of Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg.
Not feeling creepy enough, we went to Chinatown and found a Chinese bookstore Caitlin had been looking for. It must have been weird for all the other patrons seeing a couple consisting of a white girl and a midly Asian boy, only the Asian was sitting on the ground, bored, and the white girl was fascinated by all the books.
Once we were booked out, we found the Fortune Cookie Factory, purchased some partially incoherent adult fortune cookies for her mom, then wandered through and out of Chinatown, making an obligatory stop at the Wok Shop.
We ate lunch somewhere unimportant and lonely. Then we went shopping!
I dragged Caitlin through all the shops I wanted to see, including Diesel, Allen Edmonds, Forever 21, H&M, Nordstrom, Bloomingdales, etc. Caitlin went to chonisize herself at Victoria’s Secret, so after feeling a little creepy being inside, I collapsed in a chair outside the entrance.
Being rather sleepy, we headed home and collapsed shortly thereafter. It was a few hours, but it seemed short.
While this was no longer Saturday, I think I should mention something interesting about Sunday’s events.
Celebrity Sighting!
While we were wandering to a bookstore, I noticed a man standing outside a club, holding a sign that said “Nader/Gonzales ’08.” It’s been hard to keep up with any politics outside of Obama/Hillary, so I hadn’t heard much about Nader’s latest escapades. Then, as I noticed the sign holder was excited about something to my left, I turned my head to see a large black car with tinted windows double park outside the club. A small entourage emerged, including one man who looked like Ralph Nader. I’m not making any claims here, but I’m going to list all the clues here:
- Nader/Gonzales ’08 sign
- Black car
- Tinted windows
- Double parked
- Small entourage
- Looks like Nader
I mentioned this to Caitlin, but she didn’t notice any of this. It’s better this way, since now I have nobody to argue against me.
It was a fun and packed weekend. I have a feeling that all of my weekends will be like this, at least until I graduate.
What will you be doing June 14, 2008 around 2 p.m.? I’ll be at my commencement, giving a freaking speech.
I’m soooo special.