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Saturday, July 19th, 2008
spasmsproject	9:04a	UPDATE 1) Bellydancing is hard work. Oddly, my upper body is getting more fit while my tummy still leaves something to be desired. 2) Drumming: Learned an easy method for quickly changing to a 6/8 from a 4/4. Don't know why I never figured it out before -- it's so obvious, just playing triplets over the fours -- but I'll be using this method a lot during drum circles. Woohoo! 3) Tiiiiiiirrrrrred. 4) A friend is playing in a jazz trio at Sunken Meadow Park this atfernoon. Hope to take Emily, if it's not too hot. 5) I'm officiating a wedding in Stony Brook next month. I'm excited -- the happy couple are smart, funny, and the bride reminds me of me. It's going to be a real pleasure being involved in their marriage. 6) In short, life's currently somewhere in the neighborhood of hunky-dory. How about you? Go forth in triumph, kids. xo, Amy (Comment on this)
Friday, July 18th, 2008
emmymik	11:31p	God, I'm exhausted. I didn't do too much today, so I think it's the SQUEEEEEEE from last night/this morning that's catching up with me. It's going to be a looooooooooooong weekend. Thank goodness this will be my last Air Show weekend (it's my 7th, and I think I might have actually put in more Air Show days than anyone else currently employed in the gift shop, which is kinda sad). Not to mention this will be the last weekend of two of my classes (starting on Monday I'm only down to two classes for the rest of the summer and neither of them have homework due on weekends!). Just gotta get over this hump. Today I went over to Columbus to catch a Draco and the Malfoys concert. I saw them last summer, and I've missed them the past couple of times that they were in Ohio, so I was excited to see them again. They played some new songs, and there was one song I about died laughing (it was something about how cryogenics was better than horcruxes or something. It was hilarious). I'm especially stoked for next Tuesday. There's gonna be a concert/house party featuring The Whomping Willows, Justin Finch-Fletchley, The Mudbloods (I've never heard of him/them, but he/they sound good), and The Remus Lupins (not too sure about this. He doesn't have it listed on his Myspace but Whompy and JFF have him listed, so, I hope so. I haven't seen him live yet). It'll be a lot of geeky fun. I can't wait. I've decided that I'm going to go see TDK again after class on Monday. It's the earliest I'll be able to see it again and I have a free movie voucher specifically for the movie that expires on Tuesday (I won't be able to do Tuesday, because see above). I can't wait! (Comment on this)
emmymik	4:30a	I'm back from catching The Dark Knight. OHMYGODITWASAWESOME! I'm gonna go see it again on Monday after class. I've had so much sugar and caffeine, I'm exhausted. But I can't sleep because I've had so much sugar and caffeine. So I'm probably just going to pass out any minute now. But TDK. Go see it. GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
outofnapkins	2:15a	You Have Died of Dysentery I wrote this on Monday night, but the camp computers refused to post.  Even though it's out of date, I'm going to try again: Camp has been taken by the plague. At last count, an informally estimated 70 people (out of about 750) had come down with a stomach bug that took everyone around here by storm over the last couple of days.  Campers, staff - even director RPR - have been hit.  The symptoms seem to consist of waking up in the middle of the night to puke too suddenly to make it to the toilet in time. Normally, a 24-hour bug shouldn't make much of a difference, but in this case it means that the Marp (infirmary) has to accommodate far more people than its 18 beds can handle.  They've turned A-22, an abandoned bunk, into an auxiliary Marp, and sent out the driver for air mattresses.  The (already short-staffed) Marp has kept volunteers in masks and gloves.  Informants have reported that "it's like biological warfare up there." Meanwhile, camp is short-staffed all around; a bunk with one counselor Marped and the other on a day off had to draft supervision.  They've taken away the salad table in the lunchroom, to stave off anything spreading between hands.  In fact, you can't enter the lunchroom anymore without encountering a Head Honcho holding a bottle of disinfectant out at you.  Also, we're using paper plates; for some reason dishes have been named a possible culprit. My stomach has been protesting all day.  I'm convinced that I'm not getting sick, but that the carb-heaviness and lack of  vegetables have been toying with my system.  Oh, and tomorrow everyone's waking up an hour late; if we can't strengthen our immune system by eating right, we might as well get some shuteye. Down the hall from me, Yoni has clipped "Quarantine" to his door. Update:  The dread disease crept down my hallway this week.  The morning after I typed the update above, Rabbi PK (residing in the room between Yoni's and mine) greeted me in the morning with, "Don't come near me; I'm one of the sickies," and adding in the manner of people who think they're clever, "I think I wore out the path between my bed and the bathroom."  Yecch.  A few of the older boys in camp took over the radio station for a time on Tuesday, doling out news such as "Out of the 700 people in camp, 900 have caught the virus," and advice like "Remember to wash your hands at least 14 times a day," and, "Throw out your Miyachis," a curious device similar to a hackey sack, but flatter and even less useful.  They also came to the Art room to create a red paint-splattered warning sign and borrow the surgical masks we use for spray-painting, and covered their bunk with yellow caution tape. The plague's transmission has slowed down somewhat, though I should probably check in the morning whether gimmelgirl stil lives.  Today we made the switch back to real dishes, though the salad bar remains missing in action. Current Music: Joel Grey - Razzle Dazzle (Comment on this)
Thursday, July 17th, 2008
solidfoamsoul	11:13p	Aw Geez, indeed Oddly enough I made this BEFORE forgetting to post it in my journal! I posted it along with the banner finalists in muppets but forgot to post it here. Oh yeah and my laptop died. (Well, not really but it's seriously messed up. I can't even get the Windows screen to come on.) So this chosen picture of Dave is a little spooky... (Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 16th, 2008
emmymik	11:11p	Blurgh. Doing homework all the time sucks. Even if it is easy. I finally installed a new keyboard for my desktop computer. My old keyboard was a little worn. And by a little, I mean almost every letter was completely worn off. All that was left was the top of the Y and the entire Q. I apparently neglect the letter Q. The new keyboard isn't all that special. Except that I can actually read the letters (I've been typing from memory whenever I use this computer. Thank you, Mavis Beacon!). And it doesn't have a computer shut down button right next to the backspace key (or at all). You don't know how many times I've shut down my computer. And yes, I'm just rambling because I'm in the middle of doing homework. (Comment on this)
emmymik	5:12p	Bored, bored, bored What Your Sunglasses Say About You You are competent, direct, and powerful. You are focused on success in all aspects of your life. You need to be shaded from moochers and parasitic people. You feel sunniest when you're around people as driven and and brilliant as you are. The Sunglasses Test But I also have and love this kind of sunglasses too. Not sure what that says about me... What Your Sunglasses Say About You You are clever, unique, and a total nonconformist. Your sense of fashion is based on your own personal creativity. You need to be shaded from the mundane parts of life. You feel sunniest when you can express yourself freely and without judgment. The Sunglasses Test (Comment on this)
emmymik	2:13p	Why in the hell does my back hurt. I have no idea what the hell I did, but, damn, it fuckin' hurts. And I'm still pissed off from the All-Star Game. Between Dan Uggla, Abraham Wood's piss poor throw, and FIVE FUCKING HOURS OF JOE BUCK AND TIM MCCARVER, I'm in a bit of a stabby mood (so the angry Lou icon and capslock are gonna be around for a little bit). And the Cubs don't even play again until Friday. Shit. (although I'm sure the players appreciate the break) Although I'm very pleased about how the Cub players played last night (although Fukudome's still looking pretty bad out there. He keeps this up, he'll be on my shit list. I wonder if this is his response to me deleting the Fukudome icon I had). Soto made a great catch THAT SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME. Z and Dempster were just amazing. And I'm at near giddy levels over Marmol (yeah, I know I bitched about him the other day, but in the end, I just wanna see him do well). I honestly thought he had no business being at the All-Star Game (what with how he's been pitching over the past month), but he came out and threw very well. I thought after Uggla committed his millionth error, Marmol was going to fall apart (because lately it seems like that's when his meltdowns happen), but he did a great job. I think I'm going to raid the GameDay audio archives and listen to Pat and Ron to wash away the residual ick of Joe Buck and Tim McCarver. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
spasmsproject	6:11a	via chronovore  INFO 1. Name: Amy Frushour Kelly 2. Birthday (optional): 02/22/1971 3. Where do you live: Long Island, NY, USA 5. What are you studying/What are you working as: At this point, unsure of my job title, but I read a lot of blueprints and do a lot of writing about them. 6. What makes you happy: My daughter, writing, reading, music, drumming. 7. What are you listening to now/have listened to last: Hassam Ramzy's "Sabla Tolo" 8. What is particularly good/bad about my LJ: High in dietary fiber. 9. An interesting fact about you: 10. Are you in love/have a crush at the moment: Yes 11. Favorite place to be: Wherever my kid and my drum are 12. Favorite lyric: Too many, can't decide 13. Best time of the year: Fall!!! 14. Weirdest food you like: Fried chicken (I'm not that adventurous). RECOMMEND 1. A film: "5,000 Fingers of Dr. T" 2. A book: "Freakonomics" by Steven Levitt and Stephen Dubner 3. A song: "Webs" by Glen Velez 4. A band: Planet Drum PLUS 1. One thing you like about me: You're forthright. 2. Two things you like about yourself: 1) Caring; 2) Good cook 3. Put this in your lj so I can tell you what I think of you? Maaaaaaybe ETA: Comments will not be screened, so leave off whatever personal info you wish. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 15th, 2008
emmymik	7:31p	Chase Utley is kinda hot, but he's no Mark DeRosa. This parade is nice and all, but I really want the game to start. Edit: Ernie Banks with Baby Fukudome is pretty cute. (8 Comments |Comment on this)
emmymik	7:08p	Fox just showed Ryno in the All-Star parade. I actually yelled, "RYNO!" I'm especially giddy since they just had Grace on. He kind of sucks as an announcer, but I still love him. And I just realized that Peoria's coming to Dayton next week. I can't wait! (Comment on this)
spasmsproject	6:19p	THE MUSICAL FRUIT... This spring, I said it'd be nice to have a vegetable garden. Accordingly, Rob surprised me by planting a whole mess of string beans and tomatoes. They've been coming along nicely, and when I came home today, a collander full of fresh-picked string beans was sitting on the kitchen counter, rinsed and ready to be cooked. So I started cooking the beans, along with the rice and chicken for tonight's dinner. A little while ago, I asked Rob how he liked his string beans -- firm, or soggy. ROB: Oh, I don't care. However you like them. ME: Well, I don't really like string beans. I wasn't going to eat them. ROB: Oh. I don't like them, either. And then we didn't say anything for a while. The beans are still on the stove. Anybody hungry?  EDITED TO ADD: I chopped them up and mixed them into the rice. It tasted pretty good. So apparently we'll have a use for the beans this summer after all! Hooray! Happy ending! (7 Comments |Comment on this)
emmymik	6:07p	Twilight Tuesday at MTV. CAN WE PLEASE STOP COMPARING TWILIGHT TO HARRY POTTER? (Comment on this)
Monday, July 14th, 2008
emmymik	9:53p	Aw, I loved that State Farm commercial just because it had Pat and Ron calling a fake game. Also? Josh Hamilton suddenly made this home run derby crazy awesome. I loved the shots of Zambrano being all giddy. I just hope he's not getting any ideas... Edit: I'm not a fan of these ESPN turkeys, but who in the hell just said, "It's a lousy night to be an atheist." WTF? (2 Comments |Comment on this)
emmymik	9:08p	Business law homework is finished. Now I'm watching the home run derby. I love trying to find shots of various Cubs. This year it's pretty easy. Ryan Theriot should have been in the home run derby. And Joe Morgan should shut up. And being with the Rangers appears to agree with Josh Hamilton. He was fug as a Red, but damn. He's kinda hot. (Comment on this)
emmymik	5:57p	More homework due tonight. Ick. Business law... again. I'm also trying to get a head start on homework due this weekend. Thursday onward, I'm gonna be crazy busy. Thursday night there's the midnight showing of "The Dark Knight". I freakin' can't wait. Friday I'm sleeping in a bit, gonna go catch "The Dark Knight" again (I have a free movie pass for the movie that's only good until July 22. It's too bad I got it after I purchased my midnight showing ticket). Then it's off to Columbus for a Draco and the Malfoys concert. This is also Air Show weekend, which means that I'm going to be even more tired and crankier than usual this weekend. So I think I'm going to want to do fun things or nap after work this weekend, instead of homework. I was a little tired of being cooped up for awhile, so I decided to hit up some thrift stores and look for cameras. I only found a neat little 110 camera, but I wasn't expecting too much. And OH MY THERIOT, the people do not move. They're not even looking at things, but they'll glare at me when I try to get around them in the narrow aisles. I must have said, "Excuse me, sorry," about 483920101 times. At least I was polite about it. After the thrift stores, I went to the Greene. I had no intention of going there, but I somehow found myself there and figured why not. It's a nice day. I ended up buying a couple of pairs of sunglasses and stopped by Lids. I wanted a new Cubs hat (not that I'm in any need of another Cubs hat, but I need a baseball fix during the All-Star break. This is part of it. I'm probably going to end up watching "A League of Their Own" later this week because the Cubs don't play again until Friday. FRIDAY). The guy who worked there was supercute, and I ended up buying their rewards card just to talk to him longer (I'M SUCH A GIRL, I KNOW. Also, the card was only $5, so no huge loss). Plus I really like my hat. Theriotgate store: I probably should post this at TG, but I'm lazy and pretty much everyone there is on my flist. I take it the idea for the store is a go. I'll probably end up using both CafePress and Spreadshirt (lotsa choices). I love feigenbaum_04's idea of using a Theriotism Wordle. I also thought of perhaps using some individual Theroitisms and perhaps a "Worst Water Polo Punter" design. I'm not much of a graphics design person (I have GIMP and I tried experimenting with it last night, but I'm not too familiar and it sucked). Anyone wanna take a stab at some designs? And now business law summons me... (Comment on this)
minsara	9:34a	Seven Days Just a general FYI. In seven days my soldier will be deployed. I'll not see him for six months. The good news: He will not be in the Middle East. The bad news: is obvious. No telling how I'm going to react. Mostly I haven't been thinking about it, but I did almost break down in the grocery store when I realized I was only shopping for one. So. Yeah. (Comment on this)
spasmsproject	6:42a	GREETINGS TO YOU Greetings, all. Sorry for the long absence. Hellacious busy, as usual. I've been inducted (is that the right word? Perhaps.) into a band called "Khunez and the Wild Stompers," which doesn't play out anyplace and has consisted of chiefly the same three or four guys for over twenty years. They don't have a myspace or a website or anything else. But they -- WE -- really rock, and apparently we'll be recording something soon, so yay. Did an awesome cover of Dylan's "Gotta Serve Somebody" that I'm still swooning over. In other news: my dad and stepmom came to visit, Emily's in summer school and loving it, Molly caught a squirrel, gouged its eye out and gave it to me as a present, and I'm seriously considering taking up bellydancing.  Carry on. Go forth in triumph. xo, Amy (11 Comments |Comment on this)
emmymik	12:49a	I didn't know you could posterize stuff on Photobucket. This is awesome! (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, July 13th, 2008
emmymik	9:38p	Just because I need to post it here... theriotgate08 TheriotGate '08 lives on! (and yes, I should be working on those Publisher projects. I still have 2 hours. I'll get around to it) (Comment on this)
outofnapkins	7:09p	Every Boy in This Land I wrote this yesterday.  I had to. Saturday, July 12th Shabbat Parashat Balak 5:13 PM For the first time in years, I live on a hall.  For the first time ever, I share the hall with boys. I could clearly hear Yoni, changing out of his softball clothes with the door wide open, belting out “I Will Follow Him.” “I love him!  I love him!” and so on quickly changed to, “I’ll suck ‘im!  I’ll suck ‘im!  I’ll suck ‘im!” From Corey’s room, a falsetto chimed in without missing a beat:  “And when he comes I’ll swallow!  I’ll swallow!  I’ll swallow!” I gave an audible spit-take, and the two future rabbis peered out of their doorways and remembered that I could hear them.         *[I tried to create a jump here, but I'll just have to learn how another time.]* Before they left for Peulat Shabbat, Corey explained to me his Machon staff had just discussed the near-confirmed rumors about their girls (entering 10th grade) and Gesher boys (11th – and the oldest kids in camp).  Apparently, the Gesher boys have made a fortuitous discovery:  if one “asks out” a Machon girl to “be his girlfriend” – Corey put all this in air quotes – this virtually guarantees oral sex. I paused.  “For… him.  Not for her.  Right?” “Right.  And it’s a problem.” “Well, yeah.  You don’t want STDs in your camp,” I replied.  My mind went to policy first, as I’d just returned from an afternoon of rock duty.  This consists of sitting in an assigned location – in this case, the road to the so-called golf course (a vast grassy parking lot) – and making sure that kids don’t sneak off to hook up.*  But as long as no one gets pregnant or an STD, I’ve been saying all day, I can’t see why we’re asked to interfere. “That, and you don’t want girls getting taken advantage of,” said Corey. I mulled this over.  “Because if you have the honor of being asked out by a Gesher boy, you’ll give him anything he wants.” Corey had mentioned camper hookups earlier today, and what the kids can pressure each other into.  Having never been a camper nor a particularly frisky teenager, I never encountered the boys-will-be-boys attitude found so prominently here, but I have my gripes about expectations.  Boys get a pat on the back for their accomplishments; girls get encouraged to hook up but are made to feel ashamed afterwards. I could write a short story about it.  An unassuming girl – maybe even one of my favorites – biting off more than she can chew.  Er, emotionally. wilperegrine has an anecdote involving Corey sternly lecturing a camper who, in talking to wilperegrine, had just used the phrase “take a dump.”  Apparently one never, ever uses that sort of language in front of a lady. * I have a few ideas about gender divergence versus the options one ought to have while growing up. That’s part of the reason I want to work in children’s entertainment:  I want to take everything I wish the previous generation had learned from Free to Be You and Me and transmit it, somehow, to the kids I teach – so that the old songs will sound campy not because their time has passed, but because beliefs have changed and the battle has been won. Corey may have his own ideas, too, about the implications of the worlds of boys and girls, but his heart is in the right place.  As long as gender differentiation isn’t going anywhere for awhile, I’d rather have chivalry than the discussions that transpire in my hallway about the distinct cleanliness habits of all boys or all girls.  So if Corey wants the Machon girls to discuss making smart choices and the Gesher boys to discuss responsibility, I’m in favor.   Social success at camp certainly seems to depend on fitting a very specific mold.  Young women in general – but especially here – often remind me of a passage from page 136 in my copy of Kurt Vonnegut’s Breakfast of Champions: Patty Keane was stupid on purpose, which was the case with most women in Midland City.  The women all had big minds because they were big animals, but the did not use them much for this reason:  unusual ideas could make enemies, and the women, if they were going to achieve any sort of comfort and safety, needed all the friends they could get. So, in the interests of survival, they trained themselves to be agreeing machines instead of thinking machines.  All their minds had to do was to discover what other people were thinking, and then they thought that, too.    * *I’d also like to make known that I’m the sole person in camp with Shmirah (guard duty) tonight, instead of the usual couple dozen.  Somehow for Café Aby this evening, the whole staff – including B-Side Shimrah head honchos – got assigned rotations, except for the head honcho for A-Side – which, tonight, just happens to be me.** **At least I get this year’s Café Aby t-shirt, on which Sarielle worked long and hard – so long and hard, in fact, that yesterday I couldn’t find her for several hours.  While the rest of us set up our Visiting Day exhibition (which means I’ve survived the most challenging day of the summer), she’d been working in Beit Am Bet, and hadn’t bothered telling us where she was, or coming to lunch. Camp director RPR took me aside during Friday night dinner and asked what had happened.  Somehow my queries as to her whereabouts had reached him, and he’d sent people to search camp.  He’d even called her parents and her rabbi, which displeased him greatly.  Of course, if he’d only called [the Art room] after lunch he’d have discovered that we’d found her, but this didn’t change the fact that I got in trouble for something that I didn’t do. And then I found out about Shmirah.  And then about rock duty.  So the day that wouldn’t quit kept getting a little bit longer. Current Music: Free to Be... You and Me (3 Comments |Comment on this)
macknitter	5:58p	First place going into the All-Star break! Ahhhh. To echo an ad campaign of a few years ago, I live for this... In related news, I'm going to a Sox game on my birthday at Fenway (woo!), and then will be going to a Sox-Orioles game in Camden Yards a few weeks after that. So excited! Most of the time, I'm content to watch the Sox from my couch - I don't think I've been to a game in five years. Yahooo! Current Mood: content (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, July 12th, 2008
emmymik	11:41p	Ted Lilly pays a visit to the injured boy. Lilly's been on my shit list all season long, but I can't help but love him here. What a class act. All the way. As for DeRo and Theriot? I wouldn't expect any less from them. I love those boys so much. (6 Comments |Comment on this)
emmymik	10:30p	Ugh. I can't concentrate or focus tonight. I'm in the middle of my marketing assignment, and I just can't think straight or sit still. And this assignment is boring the ever loving crap out of me. I just read this whole passage and all that I could make from it is that I honestly don't care. The half term is over next week. Then I'll only have two classes to worry about (and I'll be working less. While I'll miss the money, I'll try to convince my sanity to come back). (Comment on this)
emmymik	9:47p	Theriot enjoying All-Star-worthy season. Don't they know that he's a total base clogger and the worst water polo punter ever? (2 Comments |Comment on this)

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