Entries from July 2008

July 25, 2008

Randy Pausch: Tell the Truth…All the Time

Randy Pausch died today.
At 47, Pausch lost his battle with pancreatic cancer. He leaves behind his wife and three children (all under the age of 6). And for those of you who don’t know Pausch, he is the renowned computer science professor at Carnegie Mellon University who became famous for his inspirational “Last Lecture” [...]

July 24, 2008

Little Surprises

It’s been quite a week– filled with tons of work and tons of rain. All the tornado warnings have me freaked. I am going to dart from my apartment, down four flights of stairs into the building garage, lickity-split, if I even get a glimpse of a funnel. I’m doing that or throwing my mattress [...]

July 21, 2008

Growing Old. Friendships. And All That Jazz.

Christina found a gray hair on my head. I almost died. I had her rip it out faster than you can say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. Ahhh. I’m growing older. And that gray hair is the proof. I guess getting old isn’t all that bad. There are of course some advantages, right? Hm. Your credit history improves (as [...]

July 8, 2008

Memory Lane…

I love photos. I have albums and albums filled with pictures. Memories galore. Some of my albums are antiques (weird to say, I know) to me– pre-digital era. Those are the albums I’d definitely grab if there was ever a fire (god forbid). I enjoy looking back– my evolving style, my evolving life. I can [...]

July 7, 2008

Judge Me, Judge Me Not

I have always thought of myself as this extremely open-minded young woman. One who listens. One who can step out of her comfort zone with a nudge or two. And one who, most importantly, doesn’t judge others. Ha. Judge others. I have held this virtue of mine on a pedestal. Scorning all those who have [...]

July 1, 2008

My Poor, Innocent Tomato

Sigh. I am hating the bad rep. the tomato is getting these days with the whole salmonella scare. I’d do anything for the blame to be put back on spinach again. I went to the grocery store and couldn’t even bare to look at the tomatoes– the neglected beautiful ripe n’ delicious tomatoes. Thank god, [...]