This is a new rivalry!

I'm watching the Celtics-Magic game and I'm starting to wonder something - why do so many teams think they're our rivals? The Heat, the Knicks, and now commentators are calling Orlando a rival because of the Christmas Day game? Listen, we have one rival - LA. Everybody else is just another team to beat. (Maybe the Heat and the Knicks more than others).

By the way, Reggie Miller just compared Rondo's performance tonight to Brady's on Sunday. Too soon Reggie?

I told you this would happen

I did it. Bit it on Hanson Street after I slipped on a 5 foot patch of ice. Legs flying like a cartoon character...a nice man and his boyfriend helped me up after I laid on my back for 30 seconds. 

Hanson Street is Dangerous, Y'all

I'm back in Boston after being in Maryland for a month. Let me tell you...least productive month of my life. And that's including the month after Freshman year when I was unemployed at slept til 2 erryday...at least I was building a tan then. I actually look like a vampire right now.

ANYWAYS, I came home and it was snowing, no surprise, and there's snow everywhere. By the way, this skit is one of the best SNL has done in a while... "by the time it stopped on Sunday...there was snow everywhere." Well the thing about this snow is that it is making my neighborhood a battlefield. Last night my friend narrowly dodged a serious injury from heavy ass snow falling off the roof. Trees a cracking under the pressure of the snow like a neurotic teenager taking the SAT. 

I have to watch my back with this snow. It creeps on you. Black ice, collapsing branches, it's like The Hurt Locker over here in the South End. Shit's gettin real.

Also, I came home to basically two bottles of vodka, a nip of rum, and powdered sugar. What was Alaska getting into while I was in Maryland? Worried about that girl...

Post-Hiatus

Wow. I have to be honest, it feels a lot shorter that I haven't blogged than it's been in reality...I think it's because I think a lot about blogging and forget to actually do it.

I'm currently in Maryland for winter break, and let me start off by saying that BU's winter break is entirely too long (until Jan. 18th). It may seem like a weird complaint, but really, how much West Wing can I watch in my parents' house while all my friends at home and from GW go to their real jobs during the day? I myself am headed back to Boston January 10th to start my internship.

In case anyone is interested, I've compiled a few of my videos of news stories I did last semester here http://vimeo.com/user5463204. So feel free to stalk and laugh. 

For the first time in years I'm sort of proud of my Skins today. Their back-ups and young guys pulled out a win for us, and even though we're at the part of the year when we're supposed to be excited about playing "spoiler" and are actually depressed that it's been another bad year, this win felt good. It felt earned.

In other news I've started snowboarding again for the first time in 4 years! It feels good, except that I can tell I'm older in two ways - my knees after a day on the slopes, and how I feel more of a pull towards the crappy ski taverns than the terrain park. All in all I'm just happy to be riding again, and looking forward to hitting some New England resorts. If I'm going to freeze my ass off in the Northeast I might as well be on the mountains, right? 

Another Reason the Hancock Building is Terrible

So I was walking through the wind vortex today (which actually wasn't horrible windy for once), on my way to work, and I saw something pretty disturbing. I saw about 4 or 5 dead birds laying on the sidewalk. I guess the birds think the mirrored building is just more sky and fly right into it, kill themselves, and land on the sidewalks. Pretty digusting.

THEN I got to work, and what did my boss show me? More dead birds that had flown into our windows and landed on top of our sign. Sick. The thing is, nobody can clean them up so they're all half decomposing. But what's weirder is that on my walk home all the dead birds next to the Hancock building were gone. Like, is it someone's job to clean up all the dead birds that have landed on the sidewalk? Or is it just some crazy homeless person who collects them?

It made me think of this - apparently when I was little I used to pick up dead birds, pull them around in my red wagon, and water them with a watering can. What the hell were my parents doing?

I also wanted to share another little segment of shit my roommate says:

"I got a D+! That's such an improvement."

"I look at him and want to make out with him. But I think this guy is like, SUCH a loser."

"I think I would make a good jew. I mean, I have red hair."

"I don't know if you know this, but I got hit by a truck pretty recently."

"He said, 'Unlike you, I can have fun without drinking.' I was like, I'm pretty sure I'm infinitely more fun than you are at a bar."

"I bet you're get a 100 percentile on this"

"I'm like a retarded person"

"I would have figured this out if I made it subtract"

...more to come.

Studying is so boring

Look how dedicated I am to this blog. I'm taking some time off from my little study sesh to write on my little megoblog. It definitely has nothing to do with not wanting to review New York Times v. Sullivan again. BU, whatchu think I am, some kinda lawz student? Did I TAKE the LSATS last year? Did I? No.

OH man. SVU commercial just came on..."It's Halloween on SVU...and SVU is not carving...pumpkins." They really could've improved that one by having Ice T narrate it. I'm telling you, this is why I'm going into television. I don't drop the ball like that, NBC.

Sunday Night Football is on (Skins v. Colts), and it was hard enough to watch this theme song before that SNL skit. Now it's completely impossible. I don't really know what to expect here...after the Giants massacre I'm pretty nervous. I just haven't seen the Skins get demolished in a year and I pretty clearly remember how much it sucks. I just don't wanna see the Colts stomp 'em (get it?)

PS - Alaska showed me this and it's pretty much the funniest thing I've seen in a while. To think I was walking around quoting this before seeing it, without even knowing how awesome it was. I thought "now you fucked up" was one of those phrases you say all the time, but have no idea who started it. Like "Ain't that some shit."

Daaaamn Boston, why you so cold to me?

So I am officially at the point of no return. I haven't left the house without a jacket in a week, and I think the cold is here to stay. Today was extra windy, so the vortex was even more powerful. The goddamn thing tried to steal my Red Sox hat like it ate my umbrella, and it blew it off my head...TWICE. So there I was, walking home from class and my hat flew right off and hit a car. Obviously I ran into the street to rescue it, I've had that hat for years! Another day of battle next to Hancock building.

I'll change the subject before this turns into a weather blog. I have to discuss the bane of my existence which is Berklee kids. Look, I can't tell the difference between you and the homeless and I'm sick of you spilling your DJ equipment and knocking people over with your instrument cases on the Green Line. Then again, I'm always on the lookout of the next J Mayer.

I had class at 9 am this morning, and I seriously can't do anything productive right now. I might just call it quits and nap...like a cat. Nap. Meow