Crispy… awh Crud

Someone brought Crispy Creme donuts into work and effectively killed my veggie centered diet. Well actually my lack of will power did most of the work. But man they looked and tasted great.

File under the this I’ve learned about Grad School before I got there is that the words “Grad School” are like garlic and crosses to telemarketers. I just got off the phone with my magazine subscription service, which I’m just about done with, and responding to the question of “What subscriptions would you like to renew” with “Actually I’m going to Grad School and not going to be drawing a salery” led to the fastest “haveagreatdaygoodbye” I’ve ever gotten.

Yeah, I know it’s another Generic Blog design. The background will change but only once I have a chance.

new interface… new problems

blogger’s rolled out some slick new tools and I’ve yet to successfully post since. Grrr….

we interrupt the panic for more Quiver

here’s another, close up, shot of my new bud Quiver the kestrel.

61 days, dear god!

i just calculated it and as of today I have 61 days until l more to Chicago. Sept 14 is the proposed start date. One day less than two months. What-have-I-done? The freak out has officially begun. And the worst part is this comment isn’t a joke.

bird brain

This is a picture of me and my buddy Quiver. He’s an American kestrel Falcon, the smallest Falcon in North America. This past Saturday, Quiver, Drea and I were out meeting visiting falcon watchers in town to meet for a mini convention and watch the Kodak Falcons.

This is the first time I’ve ever held a bird. Drea has been volunteering for a number of months with Wild Wings Inc. a local non profit group that does raptor educational shows. That’s raptor as in bird of prey, not killer dinosaurs.

Quiver was supposed to spend Saturday on a perch. But he prefers to be held. And the next thing I knew, Wild Wing’s director asked me if I’d do the honors. Hopefully this picture in no way portrays how afraid I was of breaking the bird.

For the most part he seemed happy. The closest he got to a commentary on handling skills was when he pooped on my hand.

things that should not work but do

I had one of those experiences today. A taste that on paper shouldn’t work but does: Finger Lake Coffee Roasters‘ Blueberry Cobbler Coffee. Let’s face it, fruit and coffee are typically two great tastes that don’t necessarily go great together. At least until now. Each sip is full of blueberry goodness. It’s like a party is going on in my mouth and everyone’s invited. Ahh Starry Nights, the cafe around the corner from my house, has offically gotten me addicted.

Add this to the long list of things I’m going to miss about Rochester.