Sorry about the long break since the last post. i didn't realize anyone actually read the crap i put on here until a friend informed that he/she had taken the link out of his/her favorites. I apologize.
Anyway... some stuff has happened in my life, and it is time i posted it.
Last week i snagged a sick parking spot... right next my building. You will recall that there were more passes issued for our lot than there are total parking spaces in the lot... so I find this awesome spot, and like the normal person i am, i refuse to move my car until i absolutely have to.
So after several days i went to get something out of my car, only to find something strange in front of my vehicle: A HANDICAPPED PARKING SIGN!
Apparently that afternoon the space i was occupying had been designated a handicapped spot. So i marched down to security and inquired about this little surprise. I was informed that if i did not move my car by that night, i would be receiving a significant ticket for parking in a handicapped spot.
I brought it to their attention that i had not parked in a handicapped spot, i had parked in a regular spot. They had deemed it a handicapped spot that afternoon. They didn't seem to care. So i was forced to move my car.
I am happy to report that the spot is currently being used by someone with a handicapped sticker (not happy they are handicapped, but happy the space is being used)... but i still think it is a dumb place for the spot. To make use of the spot one must have both a green sticker (for the green lot) and a handicapped sticker (for the space). It would seem much more logical to put the handicapped space in the universal lot that is not only larger, but doesn't require the green sticker. Whatever... i should not expect that kind of logic from this place this late in my college career.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Steely McFORTDAYS
Steely MecBeam was at Fort Days. He marched in the parade. It was creepy. When he got to where i was sitting, i stood, took a deep breath, and yelled "GO STILLERS!" in my best effort at true pittsburghese. Then he looked at me, pounded his chest with his fist and pointed... all the time with that creepy-ass smile. I then yelled... "I AM CALLING YOU STEELY STAN! STOP BEING SUCH A CREEPER!"
I was trying to take a picture of him, but somone text messaged me, and it messed up the photo attempt on my camera... THIS is what i got:
I was trying to take a picture of him, but somone text messaged me, and it messed up the photo attempt on my camera... THIS is what i got:
Friday, October 12, 2007
Sighs
a. If you saw a guy in a black station wagon screaming all the lyrics to everything on DVE and "BobFM"... i saw him too. What a dork.
b.I drove through the one, the only... the Burgh today. sigh. Meadville just does NOT compare.
c. An attractive girl with curly hair passed me on 579 right by the Arena today... she was listening to NKOTB. Pretty sure that doubles the odds it was Pittgirl. sigh, again.
d. Traffic at the Squirrel Hill Tunnels was not all backed up at 4:00. Is this the way it has been recently? I almost felt like i was in a foreign land. sigh.
e. The office was great tonight. Pam... SIGH! I don't even know where to begin.
f. Fort Ligonier Days starts tomorrow. Everyone should go to Ligonier. Deep fried oreos... sigh.
g. Oh yeah... the sweaters are out... FINALLY! Sigh.
b.I drove through the one, the only... the Burgh today. sigh. Meadville just does NOT compare.
c. An attractive girl with curly hair passed me on 579 right by the Arena today... she was listening to NKOTB. Pretty sure that doubles the odds it was Pittgirl. sigh, again.
d. Traffic at the Squirrel Hill Tunnels was not all backed up at 4:00. Is this the way it has been recently? I almost felt like i was in a foreign land. sigh.
e. The office was great tonight. Pam... SIGH! I don't even know where to begin.
f. Fort Ligonier Days starts tomorrow. Everyone should go to Ligonier. Deep fried oreos... sigh.
g. Oh yeah... the sweaters are out... FINALLY! Sigh.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
A meeting with our President, Dr. Richard Cook, and some notes
1. While I was walking by the Gatorden (the on campus 24-hour computer lab) I ran into President Cook, and talked to him for about 10 minutes. At what other institution do students regularly shoot the breeze with the Prez? Awesome. As we were parting ways, he reached into his pocket, handed me a pin with the school seal on it and said "You should have this: wear it with pride." Awesomeness personified.
2. This guy is awesome. Yes... that is a Steelers Hard Hat. On a construction worker. At the Vuk. Sweet.
3. They started pouring concrete for the floors of the Vuk. Hooray. This posting is an example of me trying to get over my bitterness for seeing the place go up in my back yard, and never getting to use it.
2. This guy is awesome. Yes... that is a Steelers Hard Hat. On a construction worker. At the Vuk. Sweet.
3. They started pouring concrete for the floors of the Vuk. Hooray. This posting is an example of me trying to get over my bitterness for seeing the place go up in my back yard, and never getting to use it.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
WHAT?
A friend of mine sent me this yesterday...shudder. I didn't know preying mantises could do this. I am officially freaked out. I sent Pittgirl the link: her response was simply "HOLY SHIT!". Not sure I can comment better than that, except maybe to say that dingos eating our babies might not be the only thing we have to look out for.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Dearest Ron,
This weekend, I found myself (as i so often do) hungry as a result of not eating in several hours. I took a jaunt over to McKinley food court, the self-proclaimed staple of variety for us Gators, in search of some food.
I walked in and, as usual, there were few options, seeing as it was the weekend. I surveyed my options: The Deli Line is almost always the same, and the grill was it's usual greasy and overcooked self. I went over the salad line to consider a healthy option since I could stand to be in better shape, but there was nothing enticing or special there either.
It was then that i turned to my last option, my Obi Wan Kenobi... My Only Hope: International. It was there that i saw "Buffalo Chicken Salad." I stared at it blankly. Was that the word Salad? I turned back to the Salad line to see if i was mistaken. Maybe i had misread something moments ago.... maybe i was going crazy!
Further investigation would show that i was NOT crazy. You did, in fact, serve Salad at one line and Buffalo Chicken SALAD at another! What is the deal Ron? There was nothing different about the BCS at international except that they threw some chucks of chicken on it, and a special sauce... By the way, bud.... you are not fooling anyone with your special sauce... we all know it is ranch dressing with a dash of Frank's Red Hot Sauce. Get over yourself.
What do you think of us, Ron? Do you think we have some kind of dementia or memory loss that we can look at the salad line and say "oh look! Salad!" and then turn slightly to our right, see international and say "oh look! Salad!"? I don't have Attention Deficit Disorder, I'm not Dory from Finding Nemo... (oh look, Sharks!)
Also why wouldn't you put the chicken and the "special sauce"at... wait for it Ron, you'll love it... THE SALAD LINE!................. IS THAT TOO MUCH LOGIC FOR SODEXHO??? And when did Buffalo secede from New York and the Union and become it's own country to qualify as INTERNATIONAL?
Get your act together, Ron.
In the end I bought the BCS, cause i am an idiot and wanted to pay 5.95 for 30 cents of food. It actually was delicious.
I walked in and, as usual, there were few options, seeing as it was the weekend. I surveyed my options: The Deli Line is almost always the same, and the grill was it's usual greasy and overcooked self. I went over the salad line to consider a healthy option since I could stand to be in better shape, but there was nothing enticing or special there either.
It was then that i turned to my last option, my Obi Wan Kenobi... My Only Hope: International. It was there that i saw "Buffalo Chicken Salad." I stared at it blankly. Was that the word Salad? I turned back to the Salad line to see if i was mistaken. Maybe i had misread something moments ago.... maybe i was going crazy!
Further investigation would show that i was NOT crazy. You did, in fact, serve Salad at one line and Buffalo Chicken SALAD at another! What is the deal Ron? There was nothing different about the BCS at international except that they threw some chucks of chicken on it, and a special sauce... By the way, bud.... you are not fooling anyone with your special sauce... we all know it is ranch dressing with a dash of Frank's Red Hot Sauce. Get over yourself.
What do you think of us, Ron? Do you think we have some kind of dementia or memory loss that we can look at the salad line and say "oh look! Salad!" and then turn slightly to our right, see international and say "oh look! Salad!"? I don't have Attention Deficit Disorder, I'm not Dory from Finding Nemo... (oh look, Sharks!)
Also why wouldn't you put the chicken and the "special sauce"at... wait for it Ron, you'll love it... THE SALAD LINE!................. IS THAT TOO MUCH LOGIC FOR SODEXHO??? And when did Buffalo secede from New York and the Union and become it's own country to qualify as INTERNATIONAL?
Get your act together, Ron.
In the end I bought the BCS, cause i am an idiot and wanted to pay 5.95 for 30 cents of food. It actually was delicious.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
A Rant
Parking permits went up this year (the year i get a car). I don't know what they used to be, something like 20 or 30 dollars, i believe, but this year they are 150 Washingtons. Now, I know that is not that bad considering that people in the city would pay a great deal more, and that we have it pretty good, but that 150 was money i could have spent elsewhere, but i decided to park my car.
Being a resident of my building i was given a parking pass of appropriate color to park next to my building. However, i guess security gave out about double the number of passes as they had spaces for this particular color, and it is a constant fight to find a space in our lot. The adjacent lot where a house used to stand is supposed to be our overflow lot, but they made it a universal lot, so good luck finding a space there... ever.
Not being able to find a space in our lot would not really boil my blood so much considering that all these other people paid their 150 bucks to have the right (privilege?) to park there but it gets worse. I am constantly coming into the lot to find that people are straddling two spaces. Well... you paid for a pass to park in ONE space... and i would like the one you don't need, please.
Also, what the hell is with people "standing" in the middle of the lot to unload? Multiple times i have tried to get out of the space that i have rightfully parked in, only to find i am blocked in by someone (sometimes with no pass at all) in the middle of the lot, taking things out of their car after a jaunt to Wal Mart. (fascists). I always get the "oh! Hey look who it is! HI!" wave from them as they see me waiting patiently in my car for them to move, only to see them then grab another five cases of Ramen from the trunk and flounce back into the building.
And don't get me wrong, security claims to patrol our lot, but i don't see much evidence of it. Just mention underage drinking (on a college campus? NO!) mention it and they will have four officers, and three paramedics at the resident's door in heartbeat. But, call them about a overflowing bathroom on a weekend, or a lot full of cocky rich morons who feel it is their god-given right to park wherever their BMW stops, and they couldn't care less.
The worst was a couple days ago. I am constantly finding cars with Gold stickers in our lot (we are not a gold lot). Gold is reserved for... wait for it... faculty. Thy have parking in front of all their buildings, behind all their buildings, and (i am guessing) in Valet style garages underNEATH all their buildings. WHY ARE THEY IN MY LOT? I am, honestly, not even that close to an academic building in the lot. What are they thinking?
Realizing that security here seems to turn a blind eye to the faculty in out lot, when i couldn't find a spot (one was being taken up by a truck with no pass at all) i decided i would park elsewhere, perhaps a faculty lot, and see if they extended the same courtesy to me. I drove around "The Baldwin U" looking at all the little Gold signs as i passes, and i pulled into one. I turned off the engine, looked around... and panicked. I didn't really feel like paying ten bucks for being there.
As i continued around the U, i approached N. Main street, and i saw a sign on the U that said "No parking here to Corner," right by the FIJI house. i looked around. I didn't see a sing denoting it as a colored lot... could it be that i was really allowed to park along the street here? Free of charge? No questions?
I pulled in, and with the engine running i got out to investigate. No signs. Nothing. This was it. The answer. I turned off the car, and went to my building, content at having found the best kept secret in Allegheny parking.
The next day, i was walking down Main Street, and i looked over to where my car was. There, on the windshield was a little green envelope. A ten dollar parking ticket for parking in the "wrong lot." I should have known security would rush to protect our poor poor faculty. I should have gone to my lot when it was full, called security and told them there were underage kids tailgating with a keg in the truck. They probably would have towed it.
Being a resident of my building i was given a parking pass of appropriate color to park next to my building. However, i guess security gave out about double the number of passes as they had spaces for this particular color, and it is a constant fight to find a space in our lot. The adjacent lot where a house used to stand is supposed to be our overflow lot, but they made it a universal lot, so good luck finding a space there... ever.
Not being able to find a space in our lot would not really boil my blood so much considering that all these other people paid their 150 bucks to have the right (privilege?) to park there but it gets worse. I am constantly coming into the lot to find that people are straddling two spaces. Well... you paid for a pass to park in ONE space... and i would like the one you don't need, please.
Also, what the hell is with people "standing" in the middle of the lot to unload? Multiple times i have tried to get out of the space that i have rightfully parked in, only to find i am blocked in by someone (sometimes with no pass at all) in the middle of the lot, taking things out of their car after a jaunt to Wal Mart. (fascists). I always get the "oh! Hey look who it is! HI!" wave from them as they see me waiting patiently in my car for them to move, only to see them then grab another five cases of Ramen from the trunk and flounce back into the building.
And don't get me wrong, security claims to patrol our lot, but i don't see much evidence of it. Just mention underage drinking (on a college campus? NO!) mention it and they will have four officers, and three paramedics at the resident's door in heartbeat. But, call them about a overflowing bathroom on a weekend, or a lot full of cocky rich morons who feel it is their god-given right to park wherever their BMW stops, and they couldn't care less.
The worst was a couple days ago. I am constantly finding cars with Gold stickers in our lot (we are not a gold lot). Gold is reserved for... wait for it... faculty. Thy have parking in front of all their buildings, behind all their buildings, and (i am guessing) in Valet style garages underNEATH all their buildings. WHY ARE THEY IN MY LOT? I am, honestly, not even that close to an academic building in the lot. What are they thinking?
Realizing that security here seems to turn a blind eye to the faculty in out lot, when i couldn't find a spot (one was being taken up by a truck with no pass at all) i decided i would park elsewhere, perhaps a faculty lot, and see if they extended the same courtesy to me. I drove around "The Baldwin U" looking at all the little Gold signs as i passes, and i pulled into one. I turned off the engine, looked around... and panicked. I didn't really feel like paying ten bucks for being there.
As i continued around the U, i approached N. Main street, and i saw a sign on the U that said "No parking here to Corner," right by the FIJI house. i looked around. I didn't see a sing denoting it as a colored lot... could it be that i was really allowed to park along the street here? Free of charge? No questions?
I pulled in, and with the engine running i got out to investigate. No signs. Nothing. This was it. The answer. I turned off the car, and went to my building, content at having found the best kept secret in Allegheny parking.
The next day, i was walking down Main Street, and i looked over to where my car was. There, on the windshield was a little green envelope. A ten dollar parking ticket for parking in the "wrong lot." I should have known security would rush to protect our poor poor faculty. I should have gone to my lot when it was full, called security and told them there were underage kids tailgating with a keg in the truck. They probably would have towed it.
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