Jenny Biggers Game

I recently introduced our beloved friend Jenny Biggers to a precious group of girls at our recent girls' night (which was an incredible night and probably deserves a post of its own). For those of you that haven't met Jenny Biggers, just ask Doug Clapp about her. If you ever ventured on a SOSA excursion then you know who I'm talking about: the girl that was studying one night and invented a game where you ask a multiple choice question about yourself to your friends. Then your friends try to guess the correct answer. A great get-to-know-you game. We always played around the campfire. Can we play on the blog instead?

Example:
In the past month I have attended my first ______ in Malaysia.
A. Funeral
B. Graduation
C. Wedding
D. A and B, but not C
E. B and C, but not A
F. A, B, and C

The answer is obviously E. Of course I went to my friend Debbie's wedding and Helen's graduation!

You get the drift. Now on to my real statement:

One day I was spotted jumping up and down while simultaneously running through a shopping mall. Was I jumping and running because

A. I had just received a coupon from the grocery store for a FREE pineapple frizzle (2nd only to fresh fruit strawberry slush from Sonic) that had to be used within the next 20 minutes?

B. I thought I felt a cockroach crawling underneath my shirt after having found one in my hair only 30 minutes earlier!?

C. An announcement had just been made that my car was about to be towed because it was illegally parked (oops)?

D. It was my birthday and the waiters at TGIFridays had just shoved ice cream and whipped cream all up in my face and hair. It was revenge time.

The Life & Crimes of Larry Langford

So, finally, my bitter arch-rival is going to trial, but thankfully, he has not stopped providing great reading material, including rigging a bingo game worth $20,000... for himself... and casting big dreams for the Birmingham Airport, just in case we'd forgotten how visionary he was(is?) before the mouthpiece of his platform is forever silenced.

This one's brilliant.

Oh, and here's a video of 1979 Larry running for mayor.

Alright. First of all, I sadly believed all those blogs were true. Once I read Abby's I began to think something was a little fishy. Anyway, in honor of the Barb ORear wanna-bes, I will be the first to give an honest account of the past year of my life... for the record... it starts with the most recent and goes down.



I would like to begin by embarrassingly admitting that this is mine and Ryan's 7th year living at Samford. We have gotten only one values violation so far...an RA found Woodchuck in our fridge. Ryan graduates in December 2010. I was kidding about the violation.




Here we are at Yosemite National Park. This summer Ryan and I spent a week in CA doing some site seeing, backpacking, and hanging out with some of our peeps who happened to be in the neighborhood.

Here is one peep I mentioned earlier. This picture was taken while me, Pat, Ryan, Jme, and her mom were biking in San Fran.

Ryan and Cliff still have yet to beat the tanks game. There are 20 levels, I think, and they got to level 18 at one point this year... cant really remember when this happened. It was a momentous occasion regardless.

Ryan had to do an internship for one of his Beeson classes so we got to live in Costa Rica for 3 weeks in June. During that time, we were able to hang out with Susan. It was awesome to see what her life has consisted of while she has been in Costa Rica. I can't tell if those kids are flipping off the camera Costa Rican style...anyway...

In the Spring, I coached the boys and girls tennis team. Here we are in all of our glory. We did alright... we won some but then got killed by teams like Mountain Brook and Vestavia. I am coaching again this Spring but it shouldn't be as stressful this year because they hired a 2nd coach. These next three pictures are from my Middle School's Career Fair this past Spring. Cory, Pat, and Jamie did awesome. Jamie kept forcing kids to give a pretend shot in this black arm which freaked some of the kiddies... but overall it was awesome.

In other news, I have started on my Exercise Physiology masters at UAB. Im just taking one night class a week so it hasn't been too bad. Ryan and I get to now be nerds together, HURRAY!

Anyway. ta-dah. There is a quick run down. You all keep the updates coming! Love you guys!

Two things....

Alright, alright, alright. I guess it's time to clear up some confusion that's been buzzing around this joint for some time now. Here's the deal. (The following words are spoken on behalf of myself and a certain Kristen Straw and Jennifer Wilmore.)

We feel as if some major life events have occurred over the course of the past 5 months and this informative little hot-spot has not been properly utilized in the midst of these grand happenings. Sooo, the three of us (while visiting together in Ethiopia) took it upon ourselves to update everyone on your behalf...and what details we did not know, we made up. It was fun for us really, as we find ourselves thoroughly hilarious. A few of you failed to write of your recent engagements, some forgot to tell us whether or not they had intentions of moving to Birmingham after the two job interviews they had last spring, some have changed jobs, and some have just gone MIA altogether. Our intentions were to subtly yet firmly encourage blog activity.

So, until we get some steady posting around this place, we've got more to come...so without further adieu...Mr. Brian Sharon:

I am currently in the 2nd year of my 23-year doctorate program. So far, I haven’t switched specialties. Yesterday while eating a zebra cake in lab and simultaneously artificially inseminating a lab rat, I had an epiphany. You see, I have felt a bit Eeyore-ish lately, and couldn’t for the life of me figure out what was up. My epiphany occurred when I discovered the date of the onset of my gloom: January 27, 2009. This is the date of my last blog entry.

Since rediscovering the blog, I have vowed to blog on a more regular basis. So here we go. Bought a new house, 14 baby rats were birthed in late April and have since all produced offspring, and I just recently learned of a cranberry patch where I have been invited to pick for free come Spring 2010! And as we all know, 97.9865785% (prime number) of Caucasian, left-handed people of Jewish descent who eat 32 freshly picked cranberries an hour will live an average of 3.28575792 minutes longer than those who never even stumble upon a patch. Lucky me! w00t.

Miss You Guys.

Abby, please email with the details of your Smallia cruise. Things here in Memphis are awesome and I’m growing a lot, but I’m looking forward to the next stage in life. I’ve been thinking about going back to the Horn (of Africa, duh) to a) wear my man skirt, and b) build things for the pierates. I just know that the bunny doctors really need my help. I’ll also have the πrates read the blog every day, so make sure the updates are good or they’ll make me walk the plank! YARG!

Miss you all,

Cheese

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How the Birmingham Charter Could Change The World

xkcd.com

"correlation doesn't imply causation, but it does waggle its eyebrows suggestively and gesture furtively while mouthing, 'look over there'"

Bon Voyage!

So I know it’s been a while, but I’ve recently gone through a lot of big life changes. After I left my job I became bitter toward Corporate America and decided to shun it and all of its technological advances. During the months of solitude and introspection, I came to realize that one of the most important things in life to me is the daily reading of this blog and all that it discloses. Each word is another reason to breathe and imparts new meaning into my life.

Since you all have nourished my soul during these past dark months, I decided that it’s time for you all to feast on the wealth of my experiences. You may have heard about my recent engagement- scratch that- MARRIAGE! Las Vegas Baby!!!! We really enjoyed having The King perform our nuptials. The chapel was styled in a lovely post modern, deco, colonial, gothic, arts and crafts combo. My sugar daddy, Kevin, was so thoughtful to surprise me by picking out this very chapel because he knows how much I love extreme architectural vomit.

Just had to update the blog before we jump on the plane for our Somali pirate cruise honeymoon getaway! Can’t wait to enjoy some seafood, target practice with our renegade friends, and dining on the full entrée of your delicious posts upon our return!

Shout- out to Wardo: I’ve recently become a foodie!!!

Love ya'll,
Abby