Did You Hear? The Steelers Won!
I don't care. And I think the people of Pittsburgh care too much. Honestly, I restrict my thoughts about football to the following:
-Isn't that the sport where the ball is made of pig skin? Ewww.
-Men wearing shiny spandex pants should not gather together.
-They also should avoid getting dirt on the butt of said pants, bending over and saying "HUT HUT!"
-I view such behavior to be ridiculous and not meant for the eyes of polite society.
I think I can be considered an authority on sports obsessed towns. After all, I did go to MSU for three years. And I've come to the decision Pittsburgh is too obsessed. It's annoying. And I mean, if you insist on being obsessed, at least riot every now and then. That made my stay at MSU interesting, worth enduring all the forced sports conversations. Pittsburgh, you gotta give back to those who don't want to hear about the "bus making a touchdown." I want my riotous entertainment (but no injuries of course).
I've spent most of the day doing work. I still feel a tad bit panicked about some of the work that still must be done in the next week.
I also went to a faculty audition for a knew creative writing professor. I really liked the story this one read, but she hasn't actually been published yet. I think it would be a risk for Chatham to choose her.
While reading at the campus cafe, I was solicited to test some new frapaccinos they're trying to develop. I was asked to tell all about the Starbucks way. Alas, the Starbucks way consists of a lot of Starbucks trademarked ingredients, so I don't think I was too helpful. But I did enjoy the taste testing.
Bright and early tomorrow morning begins the adventures in cross-training for the bookside. Trainees are supposed to read a series of boring and ridiculous books. I for some reason or another am not being assigned that task. I'd rather have to do the reading. I'm sure some tidbit of information in those books could save me some embarrassment at some point. Wish me luck!
-Isn't that the sport where the ball is made of pig skin? Ewww.
-Men wearing shiny spandex pants should not gather together.
-They also should avoid getting dirt on the butt of said pants, bending over and saying "HUT HUT!"
-I view such behavior to be ridiculous and not meant for the eyes of polite society.
I think I can be considered an authority on sports obsessed towns. After all, I did go to MSU for three years. And I've come to the decision Pittsburgh is too obsessed. It's annoying. And I mean, if you insist on being obsessed, at least riot every now and then. That made my stay at MSU interesting, worth enduring all the forced sports conversations. Pittsburgh, you gotta give back to those who don't want to hear about the "bus making a touchdown." I want my riotous entertainment (but no injuries of course).
I've spent most of the day doing work. I still feel a tad bit panicked about some of the work that still must be done in the next week.
I also went to a faculty audition for a knew creative writing professor. I really liked the story this one read, but she hasn't actually been published yet. I think it would be a risk for Chatham to choose her.
While reading at the campus cafe, I was solicited to test some new frapaccinos they're trying to develop. I was asked to tell all about the Starbucks way. Alas, the Starbucks way consists of a lot of Starbucks trademarked ingredients, so I don't think I was too helpful. But I did enjoy the taste testing.
Bright and early tomorrow morning begins the adventures in cross-training for the bookside. Trainees are supposed to read a series of boring and ridiculous books. I for some reason or another am not being assigned that task. I'd rather have to do the reading. I'm sure some tidbit of information in those books could save me some embarrassment at some point. Wish me luck!
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