On some more random thoughts of the day

It's a random thoughts of the day post!  You're welcome.

1.  My family really values their sleep.  My brother slept until 2 pm and is in bed already at 11:00 pm.  My sister came home for the day from med school and proceeded to sleep on the couch for 2 of the 3 hours she was home.  My father was also passed out on the chair near her for a large portion of her nap time.  None of these individuals have earned their excessive amounts of sleep with any sort of physical or mental exertion.  The closest they have come is lifting a coffee cup to their mouths.

2.  Golf is both highly fascinating and highly boring.  I think the game itself is pretty darn boring to watch, but somehow, the media turns a tournament into a fascinating event complete with special interest stories, high drama, and way too much discussion about Tiger Woods, who, in my opinion can go suck and egg.

3.  When people judge the concept of "fandom" and "fan culture" (which usually includes close watching of television shows, fan fiction, and excessive amounts of tumbling, and is generally participated in by females) they lose their right to watch half-time shows, participate in fantasy football, watch post-game shows (or Sports Center), read the Sports section of a newspaper, or really do anything relating to sports aside from playing them and watching the games themselves.  Those who disagree can go suck an egg with Tiger Woods.

4. My mother and I drove the .1 miles to the ice cream stand on the corner in order to make it in time for their 10pm closing.  We barely made it.  We are also pathetically desperate for sweets and completely bad influences on each other.  But the Peanut-butter Cup flurry was sooooo good.

5.  The neighbors down the street host a big party every year (to which I am never invited).  It seems to get fancier every year.  This year, I kid not, it was sponsored by SKYY vodka.  SKYY's logo was prominently displayed on a step-and-repeat banner stationed behind a large amount of camera equipment in the driveway.  I live in suburbia, USA.  How does that happen?  And more importantly, why am I never invited?

6. My parents have a pool that I just swam in for the first time in a year.  I am fairly certain that my swimming in it also marked the first time anyone has swam in it all summer.  It's August.  That's just a waste.  A waste of time, money, effort, and especially of the chipmunk lives lost by kamikazi jump into the pool.

7. The 20 minutes that both of my siblings and I were in the same place today (and all conscious), were the best 20 minutes of my month.  No lie.  I love them a whole lot.

8. When each of my siblings and I were seniors in high school we began getting short lectures from my mother about how to be an adult.  The importance of paying bills on time.  The importance of cleaning dishes.  The importance of returning calls.  Today I realized that these short lectures, which we then called "ten second life lessons,"  have recently become much longer.  Ten seconds is now ten minutes.  When I shared this thought with her her response was, "that's because you've all failed."

9. My siblings and I were very strange, and apparently under-entertained as children, because we came up with some of the stupidest "games" I can imagine.  A list of names should suffice for elaboration.  Titles included:  Sunny and Precious, Ching Chong Chong is coming to get you, QB Sack, Beanie Baby football, and Toota Butt. Yes, pronounced "toot a butt."

10.  It's going to be really hard work keeping in contact with my friends from my old program.  I'm really bad at keeping in contact, but today I made my first "just calling to catch up" phone call to my best friend from there and it went well.  I may be able to handle this this time.

Keep on thinking,
Josie