The One With Random Questions

Is it just me, or do y’all think Bear Grylls is a big faker?  First there is this video which I saw a long time ago.  Survivorman was much less fake, I think, but always apologized to the grubs before he ate them.  WTF*?  Bear just bites the head off of things and keeps on going.  And sure, I suppose his techniques will come in handy the next time I parachute myself into a frozen tundra in the middle of winter. I can use the rip cord to lower myself down the glacier… oh wait, that will NEVER happen.  That’s why they made HDtv – it’s like being there, but from the comfort of your couch and your sweatpants. 

And what’s up with this weather?  It’s cold, y’all.  If it’s going to be this cold, we should at least have some snow to enjoy.  I say “enjoy” because if we get even the most minute amount of snow around here, work is delayed or cancelled.  On days like that, I can enjoy the “snow” from the comfort of my couch and sweatpants.

And finally, is it just me, or do y’all have Facebook dreams?  I’ll have dreams with people in them I haven’t seen in decades… except on Facebook.  Random people from elementary, middle, and high school populate my dreams.  They aren’t the stars of the dreams, more like a cast of extras.  I don’t know, dreams are weird.  It took me YEARS to learn that if I was having a dream where I was looking for a bathroom but couldn’t find one that I actually had to use the bathroom and needed to wake up.  That’s not just me, right? …..  And just to be clear, so far my Facebook dreams have not mixed with my bathroom dreams. 

I’m sure my Facebook friends will be happy to read that.

* What the face?

The One Where I Write (about Facebook)

So I’ve been writing a lot lately. I guess you’d call it more “revising” than writing, but either way, it’s still pretty torturous. Dissertations are dumb.

I’ve been on Facebook for awhile now. Three years? I don’t know… back when you had to have an edu email address to join. Suddenly, it’s become a veritable high school reunion. I had found some old friends on MySpace, but not like Facebook. It’s crazy! Let’s do a little Facebook by the numbers:

Total # of Friends: 107
# of Friends from High School: 18

Okay… I got tired of counting. The point is, I’m suddenly caught up on the lives of a whole bunch of people I hadn’t thought about for a long time. It’s pretty cool.

Also one of my Facebook friends…? Omar. He kicks Scrabulous ass. Of course, it’s not hard to kick my ass at Scrabulous. I’m not patient enough to employ any type of strategery and I’m okay with that.

I really must get back to my “real” writing. As you may notice from my new picture, I have to spread out when I write. If any guests come over soon, they’ll have to sleep on my desk, because I’ve taken over their bed.