My sister Alicia is the closest to RockStar that any of us DiDonato’s have achieved thus far. (I’d like to think I hold a close second with the recent 8ofBass performance at wpi… but it’s a stretch)
anyway, this summer she’s doing some substituting for the flute in the Boston Pops. and this Tuesday, Bono will be singing with the group.
my sister is playing back up for Bono.
I am speechless.
At work today we had a free pizza luncheon in celebration of meeting a deadline that was looming ominously over our heads. As usual, I insisted on stuffing myself with as much free eats as my stomach could hold.
This made me notice that no one else in the room was really cramming the foodstuffs. I think my behavior stems from my college mantra of never knowing when my next meal might come. Like a primitive beast, I would inhale as much as humanly possible in fear that my next decent meal might be days or weeks away.
now that I have a more regular eating schedule, I’m curious how long I will continue with my previous strategy of ‘eat until it hurts’.
In an effort to make this particular website a bit more friendly, I have switched to the software wordPress. You’ll get the same friendly banter, it’ll just look different.
And…. the comments should be good to go.
my rents have a phone from the 70’s. it’s this yellow thing, mounted on the wall, with the rotary wheel and a long twirly cord.
It hasn’t really worked for the past 3 years.
my mother, sent out an e-mail to her children asking if we’d be devestated if they got a new phone. I replied that it’d be fine with me. The winning response goes to my sister Alicia who admitted:
“If we got a new phone I would cry endlessly for a week and wear
sackcloth and eat bitter herbs.”
that right there is pure genius.
mike d: Quinnipiac?
jill: no way. I knew someone who went there and got fat.
mike d: what about yale.
jill: (sarcastically) because their french program is great.
mike d: How about Wesleyan?
jill: ha ha, I don’t want to go to a school with a name like Wesleyan.
mike d: well, what about fairfield?
jill: no michael, no one goes there.
mike d: I have friends who go to fairfield!
jill: (sympathetically) they’re not real.
co-worker, regarding indiana: “I’d imagine it’s similar to Arkansas. You have to line up six women along the wall to get a full set of teeth.”
well, it’s official: I am going on my first business trip.
“but to where?” the ladies across america ask
No… not California, nor Vegas. not even Washington D.C.
What’s in indiana? Very little. But, I’ll be there from the 2nd through the 13th of August putting together a giant piece of machinery. two weeks!?!? I suspect that this will be very near torture. Don’t get me wrong, there will be all sorts of perks:
1. free food. And believe me, I’m going to eat like a king.
2. free laundry. I’m going to be bringing all of my dirty clothes with me.
3. frequent flyier miles.
4. discover cash back bonus becuase I purchased the tickets myself
then… there are the un-perks
1. late hours of work
2. a weekend… lost (we will be working through the weekend)
3. early mornings
I am a bit excited. But a bit nervous too. Hopefully I’ll have frequent access to internet. sigh.
I was chatting with C.B. last night and we exchanged the following words…
mike d: hey buddy, what are you doing Tuesday?
c.b -caught off guard- : … oh um, when’s… tuesday?
I really didn’t know what to say. how do you respond to a question like that?
in other news, my sister came and visited yesterday. She stayed over and made pancakes this morning for my roommate and I. It was fun.
We had EGGO syrup with it’s new ‘perfect pour no drip’ spout. Pretty ingenius I think, but I would hardly say it’s perfect, there were still the ellusive syrup strings flirting with the cap post-pour. I think that the ‘no drip maple syrup spout’ is the last true quest of the scientific community. They’ve all tried it. Aunt Jemimah moved to the raised nozzle after playing around with the side spout. EGGO uses a plastic shield with slits for the syrup to pass through when the bottle is squeezed.
The Vermont folks seem not to care, and usually just have a bottle with a standard top. But really, has Vermont ever made a scientific contribution to the world? (ben & jerrys doesn’t count).
Upon discovering the solution to this epic problem, I think the rest of humanity’s problems will naturally fall into place.