Hometown: The Roch, MI (aka. The Crotch, aka. Crotchscratcher, aka. Crotchmolester, aka. Rochester)
Currently Living: Clawson, MI
Height: 5'8
Weight: Ha ha, yeah right
Favorite Color: Blue (preferably navy)
Profession: Researcher
Favorite Nickname: Trick, Sloan
Favorite Drinks:Vodka Tonic, Guinness, Diet Dr. Pepper, Dirty Martinis, red wine
Favorite TV Show: Friends, Sex & The City, Project Runway, The Amazing Race, Iron Chef America
Least Favorite TV Show: A Baby Story, I Love Lucy, Martha Stewart, Everybody Loves Raymond, every hour long drama
Favorite Books: The History of Love, Beloved, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, Fight Club, A Prayer for Owen Meany, The of Being, SurUnbearable Lightness vivor, Empire Falls, The Corrections, The Bell Jar
Favorite Movies: Little Miss Sunshine, Anchorman, The 40 Year Old Virgin, Wordplay, American Beauty, Life is Beautiful, Amelie, Breakfast Club, Singin In The Rain, Sixteen Candles, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Sleeping Beauty, Dancer in the Dark, Duets, The Virgin Suicides, The Manchurian Candidate (1962), Austin Powers I, II & III, My Best Friends Wedding, Moulin Rouge, Tommy Boy, Billy Madison, The Shining, Gone With The Wind, Bridget Jones' Diary, Chicago, Love Actually
Guilty Pleasure Movies: Xanadu, Dirty Dancing, Overboard, Groundhog Day, Steel Magnolias, 10 Things I Hate About You, Bond movies, Footloose, Clue, Murder By Death, High Spirits, A Cinderella Story
What I Do Too Much: Check email, crossword puzzles, complain about my job to friends and family,
Obsessions: sushi, Indian food, ranch dressing, toenail polish, song lyrics, hands, awards shows, symmetry, avocados, maps, dreams, This American Life, the display in my car that tracks my MPG
Pet Peeves: loud eaters, slurping, gulping, arrogance, snoring, bad grammar, repetition, late mergers, ripping cardboard, the word "chunky", intolerance, couples in a restaurant sitting on the same side of a booth, pop-up ads, privacy manager, men that drive without shirts on, being foolish, unfairly jumping to conclusions, being made fun of, cat-calling, people who type too hard
Greatest Fear: crossing bridges
Relaxing Activites: late night drives to sing by myself, headstands, hot baths,
Wish I Was: Ansel Adams, Jenifer Aniston, in love, living alone
Prized Possessions: ring from my grandparents, flower pot of my Grandma's, electric blanket (temporarily broken), tongue scraper, my bed
Craziest Thing Ever Done: getting a tattoo, strip Jenga
Things I Eventually Want To Do: skydive, buy a guitar, learn how to play the aforementioned guitar, take flying lessons, travel to France, write a novel, learn how to play the harp, tap dancing lessons, run a marathon
Thursday, September 07, 2006 I guess I got to beat myself up again....
Notes from all over:
~ Suz and I are doing our triathlon in approximately 45 hours. I'm getting a little nervous. I don't know why. I have to keep reminding myself that it's not going to be worse than the marathon. Nothing could be worse than the marathon.
~ I almost ran into a deer on my bike on Monday. Had I been a fraction of a second quicker there would have been a massive deer-on-human collision in the middle of Paint Creek Trail. Or had the other little deer hiding in the trees decided to bolt like his buddies, then it probably would have been Suz with the collision. But it was enough for me to slam on the brakes and let out a couple screams.
~ As a result of said bike ride with the wild kingdom encounter and the 3-mile run immediately following, both Suzy and I have been hobbling around like we just did 8 million lunges. And needless to say, I'm completely baffled. We've biked the distance (and more than) before. We've run the distance (and more than) before. We've done bike/runs before of almost the same distances. We took the same route as we have before. So what is the damn difference that has rendered my legs unable to go down stairs, sit down without wincing, and dread peeing? I don't get it. Baffled. All I have to say is that my legs better not have any traces of pain come Saturday, because I don't need anything else that's going to make this venture anymore challenging.
~ My mom was in town for 2 weeks, which partly explains the absence. We had such a such a great time while she was here -- We had a big spaghetti dinner the night before the Crim (a race up in Flint that Suz, Laura, Kevin, Brian S., Shelly, Gary and Graham and I all ran) and had a good time being silly. Later that day after the Crim, Blancho showed us how to make pierogies. So look out, this little Polack is going to be firing them up. (Now don't interpret that to mean I'm making another whole batch. Oh no. I'll just be unfreezing the ones we made. Are you kidding? Making those damn things took all friggin day. With lots of flour and dough all over the place. And if you're Amy, you ended up with flour handprints on your ass). I had everyone over for a BBQ, which was incredibly anxiety-inducing to host 15 people at our li'l house, with the threat of rain. But the weather held out and we recommenced the family tradition of aggressive badminton games. When the birdie didn't stick in the racket that is. Plus we just kind of hung out, went to dinner, and had a couple bonus days, since her flight was pushed back in thanks to Ernesto.
Well, time to get back to work. Oh yeah, did I mention that I'm not leaving my job? That all this drama for the last year had a big culmination of nothing. What can I say? They made me an offer I couldn't refuse. How can you turn down a big fat raise and an office? Where do I sign.
If I'm not around here tomorrow, wish Suz and I luck. We're probably going to need it!! Hasta.
12:33 PM
Hey Lisa, I have heard you did a great job on the swimming leg. Would offer you a full body hot oil massage but don’t think your boy would think it would be appropriate. I have offered it to Suzy while wearing a thong, a muscle suit and throw in a Mr. Universe pose. Its too bad, all I got out of her was a big smile, laugh and Suzy shaking her head. ;-D See what happens when you don’t come to our little get-togethers, we have to air our dirty laundry on your blog…hahaaaa... Anyway, glad you two had fun…good luck with the scores !
posted by Anonymous : 9/11/2006 12:33 AM
Dave - you are toooooo funny!
As for the scores - Lisa came in about 7th overall for the swim out of about 85 women. You go girl! And I came in second in the swim in my age group (15 women). Oh, wait..... I actually came in 4th... Second sounds so much better. At least I didn't doggie paddle it this time around!
