Nerd Alert.

For those interested (mostly me, but hey, maybe some of you too) you'll be able to see the International Space Station zoom by in the sky tonight thru April 2. Here is a link of times and directions. They said that if you have good binoculars you will be able to make out the new solar panels.

Do you have some binoculars I can borrow?

Rockin the Catbox

1. I stumbled upon the Archive of Misheard Lyrics today. And as much as you all know my love of music, this is like my heaven of jokes. I especially like the "Addicted to Love" version that goes "might as well admit it, you're a dick with a glove." I giggled. many times.

2. I have hiccups. i am timing them. its been 4 minutes so far.

3. I'm starting to have guilty love for my job. not for the work necessary but for the info i learn. I nearly got in an arguement with an old man IN CHURCH this sunday because he asked that we all pray for our miners bc ppl are ruining their lives and coal will always be the backbone of this state. mom had to give me The Look bc i was this close to getting on my soap box that coal use is going way down, that many states are eliminating their use of appalachain coal mined thru mountaintop removal (much legislation in this has happened in the last 5 years) and we need to get a clue and look into alternative sources of energy and get on the bandwagon so that those miners can get other jobs, like wind farm maintainance workers. or hydroelectric dam engineers. if my dad can get the hell out of the mines and get another college degree, any of them can. (steps off soapbox...)

4. I saw the movie The Wrestler last night. I didn't know how I would feel about it but it really is a very good movie. The story is very sad and it makes me want to go back to elementary school and watch WWF with my cousins. You remember how cool watching wrestling used to be, especially if an older relative thought it was cool. this automatically made things like Family Matters, doing the running man, cowboys football, and Rowdy Roddy Piper super rad. But yes, i recommend the movie and kudos to mickey rourke for getting his shit together long enough to make it and mega kudos to marissa tomei for having the guts to be naked through 98% of the film.

5. the hiccups are gone. joy!

6. home was good and i'm surprised i didn't post it at a higher number. good family time, a memorial service for a wonderful woman who was most definitely honored in a way she would have approved (with meatballs and music), good time with friends, finally giving foster back his damn shoes, chasing my evil dog out of the pond, and best of all chocolate peanut butter eggs! i have come home with some, and if you are nice enough i just might share.

7. i am little-kid excited because this weekend i am (probably) going to dave&busters for skeeball madness, followed by Monsters vs. Aliens in IMAX 3D. i can't think of a better day. well i mean i can, but it would just be added to this. yes, you do know what i am talking about.

8. i was trying to think of an 8th thing to say when chris bailes sent me THIS link. awwwedamame!!! which makes me think, christopher, you have not blogged random household items lately. ahem.

What You're Made Of

So tomorrow is Mammaw's birthday. The photo is, I believe, her senior portrait. Many of you know my grandmother and know she is flat out my hero. She's raised just about all of us, worked as everything from a telephone operator to a secretary for the coal mines. She stood by my grandfather through cancer and kept the family from falling apart when he died. She made her own cancer seem like nothing more than a papercut. She shoots catfish for eating ducklings. She goes roller skating for her 70th birthday several years ago. She makes the best applebutter and hot rolls on the planet and if you said otherwise we might come to fisticuffs. I don't think it is possible that I could ever be as amazing as she is, and if I came just a little close that would be alright with me.

I appreciate her much more now that she's my only grandparent left. It sucks when you realize things like that, when you should have been appreciating them that much all along. But sometimes I guess it takes things like that to really make you wake up and get a clue.

I'm going home this weekend for a memorial service of a friend's grandmother. I can't imagine not being there because this woman tried her damndest to teach me to cook and because i want to be there for a friend who did the same for me when I lost the 3 grandparents back to back. I think even if we didn't speak for years, you go back and stand by someone when they need it most. And this is one of those times. To make it lighthearted (if you even can) i feel like a mafia member, going to represent the "morgantown family" for all of our friends who will be unable to go home. I'm glad I have people like this in my life, even if they cant be there for everything i know they're still thinking about me, you, whoever. we may not always get along but i know if anything bad ever happened it would be ok. You really find out what you're made of, and what those around you are made of when things are bad. which is why i try to write those dang letters, so i can tell people when things are good. feb and march are both in my purse as we speak. i need to steal stamps from mom while i'm home.

also, to sorta tie this all together, if any of my blogs can ever really be tied together, as of right now i'm going to be walking with ranae in the relay for life here in town at the end of next month. you should support us or join us. and if i don't get to, you should support/join ranae. yes, here i go with my 'causes' again. but this one is obviously close to my heart and i've been supporting it since 7th grade.

so yes. all this thinking about family and things and the weather trying to be nice makes me think of the baby chicks and ducks at the feedstore. i know i wrote about this on my old blog. i probably do every year. i told mom to look for photos of us with the baby animals, but i honestly dont know if there are any. but i loved going to pappaws store when it was baby chick and duck time in the spring. getting to play with all of them and picking out a favorite and beeeeegging mom to let me have one. which she never did. i still really want a baby duck. but i have a feeling calypso would probably eat it. but i'm glad i had experiences like that growing up. it may not be fancy, but it was good.

Stories that make me smile

Read this and smile.


I swear I'm going to start posting real things again soon. This will have to tide you over.

Stock Options

If you guys went out and bought stock in cell phone chargers, I guarentee my dog would make you money.

How, HOW did she manage it this time, as it was plugged in above my head beside my alarm clock to charge? Luckily the phone is in one piece, but I found it in the hall way this morning. And only barely charged.

I think from now on I'm going to have to charge my phone in the bathroom, over running water, with guns and fireworks and bubble wrap pointed everywhere. then maybe i'll be able to keep a charger for more than a few weeks.

maybe.

Pause for the Musical Interlude

When I can't sleep i turn to youtube. In a very long round about way, I came across artists performing gnarls barkley's 'crazy' which is definitely on my top ten favorite car singing songs. I think we have discussed this previously.

so here are some interpretations of said song:

paolo nutini. i love his slower stuff, like "duo" with zazie, but this was interesting too.

ray lamontagne. i can not tell you how much i love this voice.


well, thats all i can find. so here's some other music thats stuck in my head.

bon iver (i can not fully explain my love for bon iver) doing an a cappella version of 'for emma, forever ago'

ok. thats probably enough. do you guys ever listen to my recommendations? not that i'm offended if you dont, i'd just like to know out of curiousity. i like sharing music, i think it explains lots of things in my world.

My Hero

This little kid officially rocks. When all you readers spawn, put a guitar in their hand and teach them to appreciate the classics.