Thursday, July 30, 2009

Dear summer schoolers and annoying high school students:

I am the anti-cell phone police in the 3rd floor computer lab in Lerner. Don't even think about it. I will give you dirty stares, and even tell you to get off in an aggressive whisper. Ironically, I'm also the one annoying people by continuing to use the keyboard that squeaks with every stroke of the space bar.

Have a nice day!

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Everything in my life tied to the weather

I distinctly remember leaving my apartment this morning. I thought to myself as I was one flight down the stairs: "It's supposed to rain today, I should go back and get my umbrella." However, I was in a hurry to get out of the sweatbox, so I left without it. I am now sitting at Starbucks on 19th and Park, several blocks from any train that could get me towards home, watching the streets flood before my eyes. And, for the second week in a row, I am out without an umbrella in a downpour wearing my thin cloth shoes. Something tells me that I won't be track racing this evening.

This weather is something of a metaphor for my life. Cliche maybe, but it's a shitstorm that I'm stuck in without an umbrella, clear of any easy public transportation. Maybe I could take a cab in an emergency, but I'm not privledged or rich enough to really afford that.

Now that you've got that visual, I'm tired of discussing my problems. There are many strange business-looking people sitting to my left in Starbucks. They are dressed for meeting, but studying the map and snapping photos like tourists. And the guy that just walked past the window obviously was in too much of a hurry to use his umbrella after buying it that he forgot to take the rather large and obvious tag off of it. Hehe.

Sometimes, I wonder if it's appropriate to carry around a rather loud umbrella if it doesn't match your outfit? I think the girl that just walked by me with an olive green dress and a magenta umbrella proves that, no, it is by no means appropriate.

The thunder is rattling the windows. It's telling me to be less judgmental. It's voice sounds a lot like Alex Castillo when he tells me that I'm judgmental, but in a way that really just eggs me on. :)

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

I will write at least 141 characters. Will power.

It's amazing how many times a day I can feel the need to fill 140 characters on Twitter about my life, and how little patience I have for sitting down to write a full blog post. What happened to the pages upon pages that I used to fill in my commonplace book? I guess part of it is being channeled into my therapy sessions, and the other part gets repressed when I get home at night having been out all day at work and school and the like.

I hate to think that life may well be getting in the way of my creative juices. Blasphemy. I must do something about this. Perhaps those precious days between my road trip and leaving for Paris I'll have some time to block out the world and revive my engines. Scary to think that I'll be able to fit it in only a few days. But I have to, right?

Monday, July 13, 2009

Eggless, butterless, gluten free, low fat, [but still fun] cake brownies

I just made THE best brownies (that a calorie conscious athlete could want). Actually, they are somewhere halfway between a chocolate cake and a brownie, but they are low in fat and delicious, with an interesting almost bouncy texture.

I got the idea from one of the guys on the MetLife cycling team that I hung out with in Massachusetts last weekend, Corey Masson. He made brownies at the Fitchburg race using greek yogurt and applesauce, which were much appreciated after racing for an hour AFTER kissing the pavement that day. I don't have his recipe, but I made some stuff up and took some from the little monster's vegan cookbook (obviously modifying it enough to be not vegan, though I guess soy yogurt might work if it was strained)...

1 1/2 cups flour (gluten free or otherwise)
3/4 cup cocoa powder
1 1/2 cups sugar (probably doesn't need all of this, next time I might try only 1 cup)
2 T. corn or tapioca starch
1 t. baking powder
1/4 t. baking soda
1/2-1 t. coarse sea salt (because this is the best baking secret ever, Sam)
1 6 oz. cup greek yogurt (I used 2%)
1/4 cup applesauce (unsweetened)
1 cup milk (I used 2% again)

Mix the dry ingredients, make a well, add the wet ingredients, stir until mixed. Bake in a 9"x9" pan for 30-40 minutes.

Now back to reading about game theory.

Countdown to Paris: 7 weeks

I finally booked my airline tickets to Paris, even though it still hasn't quite sunk in that I'll be going there for a whole four months in just a few weeks. I think it might be a little bit like moving to New York. It didn't quite hit me until I was looking down on the Valley after taking off from Burbank. Even as I am in the air over the Atlantic the feeling will be fuzzy. Then orientation will be like a vacation, then school will hit and I'll be too busy to notice, and by the time it's time to leave I will finally realize that I live in Paris.