Traumatic Thursday

Today in history:

In 1948, Milton Berle made his debut as permanent host of "The Texaco Star Theater" on NBC television.

(Forgive me for saying this, but I honestly believe that Milton Berle was inspiration to many a drag queen. That doesn't mean he's not funny...he's just not ashamed to be filmed weekly while wearing a dress. That takes GUTS. Way to go, Miltie...)


Happy Birthday, Bill Murray!

I know there are mixed opinions out there on ol' Bill and his brothers, but I honestly enjoy the guy's acting and comedic skills. When "Ghostbusters" came out, I saw it over ten times. Sadly, I have not seen "Lost in Translation" or "Broken Flowers", but I loved him in "The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou", "Rushmore" and "The Royal Tanenbaums". He's more versatile than people think, and I even loved him in "Little Shop of Horrors".

So with that, I say, "OH BOY I'M GONNA GET A CANDY BAR, I'M GONNA GET A CANDY BAR!!!"


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BTW, here are three HILARIOUS sites that I hope I don't recognize myself on:

Overheard in New York, Overheard in the Office, Overheard on the Beach.

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Not much going on today - I'm taking tomorrow off and just getting some things done. Not sure how much will get done, but hey - gotta have high hopes. I may take a nap. Woo hoo.

The weather is turning chilly and crisp around here. I actually like this time of year...not sure why. It makes me think of college...one of the happier phases of my life a majority of the time.

Sometimes, D gets down on college students and teenagers in general because of their immaturity. I can see his point, but by the same token, I miss some parts of my young adulthood. You see, I lived on campus and D lived off-campus, so the experiences were different. I had my heart broken plenty, I had lousy room-mates, and I had a class or two that didn't go so well. But there are many things I miss.

I miss the fact that going to bed at midnight was an "early night" for me.

I miss having an excuse to buy office/school supplies.

I miss being able to wake up five to ten minutes before a class, throw on sweats, grabbing a can of room-temp Diet Coke, and motoring to class. It didn't matter if you didn't shower because nobody showered at that time of the day. If you played your cards right, the prof was the same way.

I miss buying mass quantities of ramen noodles for myself and not feeling unique...now, if I do it, it automatically sets off the "broker than broke" radar for many grocery clerks.

I miss having a reason for buying one of those posters with booze or beers of the world.

I miss my parents taking me to the grocery store to stock up.

I miss my parents moving me into the dorm, my mom making my bed, and my dad somehow being a magnet for girls my age who felt instantly comfortable calling him "Dad".

I miss phone calls from my mom asking me if I knew so-and-so who was an Iowa student and got arrested for something or another.

I miss the thrill of getting pizza coupons in the mail.

I miss Sunday night restaurant raids. (FYI, at U of Iowa, the cafeteria didn't serve a meal on Sunday nights...therefore, you had to fend for yourself.) There was a really great barbeque place in downtown IC called Fries Bar-B-Q and Grill. They had AWESOME food there - my favorite was always the grilled chicken sandwich with cheddar cheese. To accompany it, I'd get cheese fries and cheesecake-on-a-stick for dessert. They were one of the few non-pizza places to deliver, and OHHHHHH I really miss them. The decor of this place was awesome too...early Grateful Dead was my term for it. Lots of tie-dye, Grateful Dead pics, etc. Oh yeah.

I miss the times when my parents would come up to visit - either on a weekend evening, a weeknight evening (for a concert), or a weekday. We'd just relax and go to a restaurant. Feeding a college student is very important, you know.

I miss my Iowa Champion sweatshirt (as in the brand name Champion), but I don't miss having to wait for it to air dry b/c it'd shrink if it was in the dryer.

I miss movie excursions with my best friend Brian. We hit quite a few flicks in our time at Iowa.

I miss the choirs at Iowa. I miss the walk from my dorm to the music building because the route went over a footbridge spanning the Iowa River. Ducks everywhere...people rowing for crew team...beautiful green trees...just great.

Yep - I guess I miss a lot more about college than I thought. But I'd never trade it for anything.

Go Hawks!
Sudiegirl