Even bathroom materials have names...

Last weekend, I went out to dinner with Dave, his good friend Pete (nickname, Gator) and Pete's brother Blaine... to a restaurant called Casablanca. It is a Moroccan-themed experience, complete with 7 courses and belly dancers. So cool!!!!

After dinner, we continued on to the Franklin Institute, to see the very interesting exhibit BodyWorlds, and before entering the gallery, I decided to take a quick pit stop.
And it was during this pit stop that I was rather amused to find that the "solid plastic toilet partitions" in the ladies room there were called "Hiny Hiders." What a funny little name for something that you'd never imagine would have a name at all... other than, perhaps, a "solid plastic toilet partition." Their logo is quite funny too... it is the letter "H" which is serving as the toilet partition, with a little head sticking up in between the walls.

Yes, I am a child, I know.

I went so far as to look up this clever moniker on the internet, and they're manufactured by a company called Santana... www.hinyhider.com. And I quote:

"We take pride in our highly engineered line of products which are used in schools, stadiums, prisons, retail locations, and other high-traffic, high-abuse environments. "

There is even a company store link... "With a trade name like Hiny Hiders, we have received many requests from customers and others for hats, t-shirts and other products and apparel imprinted, embossed or emblazoned with the distinctive name."

Well, kudos to you, Hiny Hider engineers. Your logo and advertisement of your product kept me smiling, and now I'm spreading the good word. And apparently I'm not the only one, because you sell hats, shirts, and underwear with it as well!

So for those of you out there reading my blog who are looking to build a prison, school, or stadium, I highly recommend this vendor to you! ;)

Not ok

I'm having one of those days were I'm just not feeling right. I'm uncomfortable in my own skin.
I just feel icky. I feel "off."
I don't know why, there is really no reason why I should. But I do. And it sucks.
All I want to do is go home and curl up on my couch and sleep. Which I pretty much did all weekend. Perhaps I got too much sleep this weekend? Who knows.
It's one of those days where nothing sounds appealing. I'm hungry, but I don't know what I want. I'm thirsty, but nothing can quench my thirst.
I'm trying to submerge myself in work to take my mind off the ickiness, but it's not working. Any suggestions?

The weekend is a long way away.

Diamond Dave in the mornings...

When Howard left to go to the Dark Side, I found myself still tuning in to 94.1 WYSP in the mornings... and I got caught up in David Lee Roth's morning show.

Now, this show is NOTHING like Howard... and I've been a Howard listener for probably 7 or 8 years now, if not longer. However, mornings without DLR are just not right. He is my soothing voice in the morning. He talks about really boring shit most of the time... and I don't find myself laughing out loud like I used to with Howard. But I love him. I absolutely love David Lee Roth and his morning show.

The only things I do NOT like are those STUPIDLY REPETATIVE prime rib sub commercials from Quiznos.

Ok. We get it. Prime rib sub is toast. I got it the first time. And the second. Now shut the f*ck up!

Anyway... I'm sitting here at work listening to my iPod, (I figured out a way to hook it into my desktop speakers, YAY!) and I selected David Lee Roth's playlist... and as he sings about 'Big Trouble," I can't help but marvel at his career. This guy has done more drugs, women, and God only knows what else in his 50-odd years on this planet... and now I listen to him, day in and day out, talking about everything and nothing of any remote interest, yet, I listen.
Religiously.
A few weeks ago, he was on vacation. And one of the other 94.1 deejays, Kidd Chris, was doing the morning show on DLR's behalf. And, even though Kidd Chris is popular, and very silly, and talks about all sorts of crazy stuff, I found myself totally uninterested and actually listened to, EUREKA!, music in the morning! Now there's a novel concept.

Anyway, I felt the need to give a fond shout-out to this washed up rocker who now has become an essential part of my ever-important daily routine. Thanks Diamond Dave, you rock.

But grow your hair. You were way sexier with long hair.

A new pic...

By popular demand, I've posted a more recent picture of myself and Dave. :)


I'm still working on getting the photos of our new house edited and resized, but they're still coming!

our house is a very very very fine house

Well Dave and I are finally moved in!!!! It took almost 2 full weeks from start to finish (not including packing time) but it's totally worth it! It's so cute and cozy and we're both really happy to be there. I will definitely miss the days of Fatty and Fatti and 420 Village Walk, and the memories will follow us down the line, but this is a fun and exciting step towards Dave's and my new life together!!! I will be really glad when we're unpacked fully and settled into the new place, but it feels good to call it home finally.

Otherwise, things are status quo. We went to the Duke-Temple basketball game last weekend, and Dave was ecstatic to see his favorite player, JJ Redick, break the all-time conference record for scoring. We were actually afraid it wasn't going to happen... there were only 6 minutes left in the second half and he'd only scored 5 of the 9 he needed, but then he sunk a sweet 3 pointer, and took a foul shot to tie and then break the esteemed record. Go JJ! I was so glad Dave got to be there to see it!!!! We had great seats too, which made the experience all the better.

Speaking of great seats, last night I was at the Flyers-Rangers game...
talk about shitting the bed! My God. The Flyers came out strong, played a great first period... but no one is really quite sure what happened after that. By the end of the game, it was 6-1 and basically the entire arena had left... and with good reason. Apparently the Flyers didn't know they had a game last night because they certainly did not show up to play.
And supposedly we have Silver AND Gold medalists on the team... they must have sent stunt doubles... they were still in Torino hanging out with the Italian babes.
Anyway, it was a really really really sucky game. And everyone was so fired up, first home game after the Olympics... what a let down.
BOOOOOOOOOO.