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October 15, 2005

riding the bus with my sister

cory and jimbo reenact the hallmark television specialI never had the pleasure of seeing the Hallmark Hall of Fame made for TV movie Riding The Bus With My Sister featuring Rosie O'Donnell and Andie MacDowell, but here's a picture of me and former blogger Corey trying to reenact the screenplay on the way to work one morning. Corey even got the strap right on his costume. Apparently we could probably get better reviews than Rosie did. Every day I take a 30 minute metrorail trip from my home to a station close to work, then I hop on a shuttle bus to campus. Sometimes I see Corey there too, especially when I'm running late, which was a lot last week becasue it was so cloudy and my bed was sooo comfy on cool cloudy mornings that I can't get my hibernatin' ass outta bed. I took my camera to work every day with the hopes of catching some crime or calamity on film, but this comparison picture was all I could come up with last week.

Oh, the drama of organizing the holiday party for work. I now regret raising my hand to volunteer for the committee, for the forces at work for what would seem a simple event are complex and Machiavellian indeed. Our committee is warned not to do this, that or the other thing for it simply was not done before, God forbid. Not even a cash bar for booze because people shouldn't drink and drive. What is a holiday party without a few drunk people to make it memorable?

Our committee quickly learned that we have to meet in secret locations and keep our plans "on the down-low" lest office panic and hysteria erupt. Everyone who did not volunteer to organize has an opinion of how it should be done once decisions have been made. Our committee now uses hyperencrypted e-mail messages using fabricated identities, and we alert each other in person about our clandestine meetings using the Navajo Code Talkers' Dictionary.

Today we played a match against a new team in the local league south of D.C. whose pitch is on the banks of the Rappahannock River. A week before the heavy rains caused the river to surge over its banks and flooded the pitch, which was covered with a gooey layer of river mud a la New Orleans. But at least it wasn't dusty. Muddy is better than dusty.

Beaverhausen John alerts me of scientific interest in the recent World of Warcraft "Corrupted Blood" virtual plague which may lead to insights in real infectious diseases and the public response to them. Researchers use virtual environments to test all sorts of things, and online games seem to have become an unexpected environment for study.

And from high school buddy Travis back home, some comforting news: while gas prices have gone up in the U.S., the cost of lutefisk dinners in Wisconsin have not. Prices in the southern Wisconsin lutefisk area remain in the $12 to $13 range for the all-you-can-eat gourmet fish feed including meatballs, lefse, mashed potatoes, some form of vegetable and lots of sweets for dessert.

Posted by jimbo at October 15, 2005 6:39 PM

Comments

Didn't Rosie O'Donnell used to be funny? Wha happened?

Washington Cube Was Here. #346

Posted by: Washington Cube at October 16, 2005 3:43 PM

Ewww bad perm on them - and no scruff, def not sexy. LOL

Posted by: TOS at October 17, 2005 7:34 AM

So I'm reading about Norwegian lutefisk entrees and sides, and I see that the lutefisk is often served with "famous Norwegian brown goat cheese called geitost." Disregarding the "famous" for a moment, what I want to know is what the "brown" describes: the cheese or the goat? 'Cause brown cheese sounds more disgusting than the lutefisk.

Personally, I prefer my fish deep fat fried, grilled or sushified, but thanks to Jimbo for expanding my culinary knowledge.

Posted by: Boo Augustus at October 17, 2005 3:13 PM