Archive for November, 2005

Suzy is…

This idea is stolen directly from this blog by morgan and is a pretty awesome idea. My results weren’t as cool as hers; unfortunately there’s not much use for the word “Suzy” other than as a name. But, here it is.

What you do is google “[your name] is” and see what turns up. This is what I got (nothing has been changed at all, this is all the real deal):

Suzy is a well written movie that takes place during the war in 1914
Suzy is a little gray squirrel who lives happily in her oak-tree home
Suzy is Dead
Suzy is the last person to see her alive
Suzy is trapped in a fairy-tale
Suzy is more than a girl on a poster
Suzy is a precocious preadolescent
Suzy is ten years older than Billy
Suzy is our Drug and Alcohol Specialist
Suzy is both worried and furious
Suzy is a 4 year old and escaped from us at the vets one night two weeks ago
Suzy Is A Headbanger
Suzy is in Bart’s backpack traveling in Peru
Suzy is the best singer
Suzy is able to streamline her workflow
Suzy is a senior at UWM majoring in Criminal Justice
Suzy is also the President of the Milwaukee
Suzy is 7, and she loves it!
Suzy is utterly adrift in life
Suzy is a cipher: seemingly devoid of any personality
Suzy is a lifeguard on the world famous North shore of Oahu
Suzy is a professional surfer and competitor in Surf events
Suzy is a precocious reader
Suzy is backed on the album by an all-star cast
Suzy is from a small city in Armenia
Suzy is just as close to the perfect country music
Suzy is billed as “the single girl”
Suzy is so nice
Suzy is trained in the financials and student administration portion of PeopleSoft
Suzy is a Certified First Medical Assistant in surgery
Suzy is dedicated, unbelievably enthusiastic, and always goes “the extra mile”

Traffic

So this is a topic I’ve thought about at least a dozen times on my daily commute. I’ve noticed, that even though I’m rarely on the same schedule from day to day, I end up sharing the road with the same drivers. Day after day, I’ll notice the “HATE I80″ license plate is in front of me again, “Princess” sticker, the car completely missing the front left bumper (leaving exposed windshield fluid lines), or the exact same plumbing company van day after day. It would be one thing if I were leaving the house at the same time each morning; exactly at 7:25am, or exactly at 8:10am, but my schedule varies anywhere between, and somehow my commuting counterparts share the same fate.

Along the same topic, I’ve noticed something about my commute. Once you travel the same routine a few times, you get the tricks down. I know, that when I turn onto Sunrise, the far right lane is the fastest until you cross the bridge at American River. Then, the far left lane is fastest, up until the last minute lane change just before hopping onto Highway 50. Other drivers know this same routine. It’s like you have two classes of drivers out there; actually, make that three. 1) Drivers who’ve done this commute enough to know it blindfolded; 2) First time or infrequent commuters; and 3) People who are just (insert your favorite stereotype here) drivers.

This is where it gets interesting. The on ramp for Highway 50 has a metered light, and 2 lanes for single commutes (carpool peeps get their own speed-a-riffic lane with no waiting). So, turning onto the on ramp, experienced commuters move immediately to the right lane (as in, not the left lane). There are a few advantages to approaching this metering light from the right lane. First off, as previously mentioned, these are all of the “experienced” commuters in this lane, who know what the routine is. They know that the light on the left sometimes ignores the line of cars waiting and skips the next turn (allowing the right lane to go twice in a row), are steadfast about revving up when their light turns green, and, here’s the clencher, ensuring that two cars go through for each light (as the little sign indicates) rather than one.

This is a pet peeve of mine. I don’t understand how these people don’t realize that two cars are allowed to go for each green light. Granted, this was a new concept to me at first, too. But for me it was only AT FIRST. I was a little shocked to see 2 cars going through the green light, and immediately assumed that the 2nd car was just an impatient commuter, in a hurry to get to work. Then, when i saw another set of cars proceed, I started to look around for any indication that this might just be allowed. And, padow! There it was. Just below the metering light, stated clearly, “Two cars for each green light”. That’s TWO cars people, not one. It almost makes me feel justified to make up the difference at my turn, when I see one lowly driver proceed through the green light gate that should have allowed two. Especially when it’s the three of cars ahead of me (just barely putting me out of my turn). It doesn’t seem so wrong to let 3 cars go through on the next turn when only 1 car went through on the last, right? I guess no police officer would agree with me, but, in a fair and justified world, this would be allowed :)

Oh well, I guess I’ve learned enough of the “commuting tricks” to make it an ok drive. Knowing which lanes to be in helps ease the pain of the stop and go traffic. It’s sad when I think about what I’m doing to my poor little car’s engine, brakes & clutch; it spent it’s first few years with only freeway miles, and now it’s being forced to deal with icky Sacramento traffic. I’ve been considering detailing it just to give my car a little pick me up :) In fact, a perfect xmas gift would be a gift certificate to get my car detailed!!

Sidenote, I’m pulling a Dave and writing this blog Wed night with the intention of posting it tomorrow. It’s an awesome idea, and I had to give credit where it’s due.

Zazzle.com

I’ve been doing a little window shopping for xmas presents for myself and others. One of my brilliant plans is to make shirts sporting inside jokes for a few select people. It’s something I’ve been considering for a while, and am finally getting around to, with the help of Zazzle.com, an online company for creating custom Tshirts/cards/stamps/whatever. I’m really excited about the stuff I ordered!

I packed up the Halloween decorations tonight; always a somber task, it marks the end of my favorite holiday, and the countdown to next year. Halloween has gotten exponentially better since I moved to Sacramento, now that I have a rockin’ Halloween Party to attend annually. As I’m getting older, my “seasonal decoration” boxes have grown. It’s exciting and discouraging at the same time; I’m not much for clutter or knicknaks, and the seasonal stuff is just something that has to be boxed up and stored for 11 months out of the year.

There’s a new episode of Lost on tonight. It’s been reruns for the past 3 weeks, and finally there’s something new! Ben & I got hooked on this show a few months ago, at the recommendation of Dave & Sharaun. We Netflixed all of last seasons episodes and quickly caught up just in time for the current season. Now I’m waiting until Ben gets back tonight before watching the new episode.

Time to find some food. Peace out.

My Froogle Wish List

For anyone who wants to buy me something, here’s my wish list :)

Froogle Wish List

Gas Prices on the decline, but not at our favorite gas station

Ben has a favorite gas station that’s low priced, and most importantly, on the way to his work. I’ve stopped there a few times, and been impressed by the low prices offered. So, tonight, I went out of my way to visit this particular station. On my way home, I passed a Shell selling gas for $2.49, a 76 station @ $2.49 and two Arco’s selling gas for $2.43. Counting on the favorite choice for gasoline, I chugged along… to arrive at the gas of choice, selling it’s gas for $2.49!! All of my efforts to save a few cents had gone to waste. Oh well.

I voted on Arnold’s propositions tonight. I selected my voting choices by visiting JoinArnold.com and voting opposite all of the propositions backed by this webpage. There were a few other selective propositions that I also voted No on; really this was more of an election to vote against Arnold. I haven’t spent much time following his political strategy, however, the few things I have taken note of, I haven’t liked. I voted against him at the governor election, and was pissed off when he won.

I’m fending for myself tonight. Usually Ben & I have dinner together; he’s out of town right now, leaving me a free woman for the evening. So my choice for dinner… a prepackaged indian dinner; jasmine rice and curry vegetables. It’s a nouveau version of a tv dinner; boxed instead of frozen, and comes with a plastic tray for microwaving the meal. While the food sounds less than desirable, is actually quite tasty. Of course, it’s a Trader Joe’s pick, which is usually at or above par. As usual, this meal is delicious. Time to eat.

Taco Bell

It’s crazy to me that fast food does so well. It’s cheap, crappy food, crappy ingredients, and not much more, but yet it has such appeal. Whenever I see a Taco Bell commercial, I’m transcended back to high school. Whether it’s the memory of visiting Taco Bell with Morgan after spending an hour at the gym (and re-ingesting all of the calories we’d just burned off), or late night studying treats that my dad selflessly got for me at all hours of the night; Taco Bell leaves me with fond memories.

The new ads for the “Carne Asada Steak Burrito” (or whatever it is) intrigue me. I know that the end product is probably in the same taste category as cardboard, but the ads and nostalgia about it draw me in still.

I haven’t actually gone to Taco Bell in well over a year (ok, give or take a few incidences that I may be forgetting) but overall, it’s not my first choice of restaurant options. It’s only my favorite kinda fast food :)


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