Using up more of my allotted 15 minutes...
Well, it certainly wasn't like playing a gig with the former drummer of the P-Funk, but this time I had a slightly bigger audience. My good friend Mike asked me to do some voice over work for a video last week. That was all I knew about it at the time. Turns out that Mike' wife, Laura, works for the University and her office was responsible for producing a video for the PSU website to celebrate the sesquicentennial anniversary of the first day of classes at Penn State. Below is the press release which includes a link to the video. Enjoy...
On Feb. 16, 1859, classes began at Penn State for the very first time, with 69 students enrolled in a course of studies designed to prepare them for careers in the agricultural sciences. The campus' location in rural central Pennsylvania offered few amenities, and the physical plant was largely incomplete. As University President Graham B. Spanier notes in a brief video commemorating that historic day 150 years ago, "in spite of the primitive conditions they faced, those early students realized that a Penn State education offered them practically limitless opportunities. Opportunities to gain and create new knowledge, to develop character and personal values, and to serve society in leadership roles." To watch the video, visit http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kn6QmdTkduU
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
This is why you're fat
My dear friend, Mike, sent me this link right before our Insurance class today. The lecture, well, let's just say it created a prime opportunity to have a look at this site. If there ever was a student who obviously wasn't taking notes on his computer -- it was me in Insurance today. I thought I was going to bite my tongue off. And Paul (who sits behind me) was laughing just as hard as he looked over my shoulder.
I don't know why I think this site is so funny. Maybe it has something to do with how many years I spent as a bachelor. And I think that I know people who approach this website as an elevated degree of culinary inspiration. These people have big problems (no pun intended). I, on the other hand, don't find a sloppy joe inside of a Krispy Kreme donut appetizing -- I just find it funny.
http://thisiswhyyourefat.com/
There are 6 pages of pictures -- just keep clicking next at the end of each page, if you can handle it.
For the record -- I never ate stuff like this. I would get compliments from the female cashiers at the grocery store for how nutritious my shopping cart was -- especially compared to other guys.
My dear friend, Mike, sent me this link right before our Insurance class today. The lecture, well, let's just say it created a prime opportunity to have a look at this site. If there ever was a student who obviously wasn't taking notes on his computer -- it was me in Insurance today. I thought I was going to bite my tongue off. And Paul (who sits behind me) was laughing just as hard as he looked over my shoulder.
I don't know why I think this site is so funny. Maybe it has something to do with how many years I spent as a bachelor. And I think that I know people who approach this website as an elevated degree of culinary inspiration. These people have big problems (no pun intended). I, on the other hand, don't find a sloppy joe inside of a Krispy Kreme donut appetizing -- I just find it funny.
http://thisiswhyyourefat.com/
There are 6 pages of pictures -- just keep clicking next at the end of each page, if you can handle it.
For the record -- I never ate stuff like this. I would get compliments from the female cashiers at the grocery store for how nutritious my shopping cart was -- especially compared to other guys.
Monday, February 02, 2009
Go Steelers!
For me, the best part about the Superbowl usually isn't the football. It's all the hype surrounding the event--trash talking, getting together with friends, the great commercials, bingo...
Trash Talking:
Sammie and I aren't huge Steeler fans, but we'd be tarred and feathered here in State College if we didn't cheer for them. My little sister Anna lives in Arizona and caught the Cardinals spirit. She called Sammie on Saturday just to tell him that Chipotle (Sammie's favorite burrito place) was giving away free food to anyone wearing red. Between the biting, chewing, swallowing, lip-smacking, and finger-licking she put Sammie in his trash-talking place. Following are some of the highlights of the conversation (which took place on speaker phone, so I got to listen in and laugh).
Sammie: It's bad enough that you guys have a Chipotle that you can just go to whenever you want. But FREE CHIPOTLE!?!
Anna: Don't feel too bad Sammie, until a few months ago, I didn't even know Arizona had an NFL team.
S: Yeah, well I wouldn't expect a University of Utah fan to know that much about football.
Melba: (loud laughter)
A: Yeah that's right. Now, remind me Sammie, how did the season end for the U?
I was very proud of my little sister. Sammie, on the other hand, threatened to block her calls.
Bingo:
The local newspaper printed Superbowl Bingo cards and I cut them out and took them to our Superbowl party at Todd and Donna Fuller's (school friends). It put a different spin on the game to cheer for something besides a stuffed pig skin. When the Cardinals challenged the Steelers' first touch down, some people in the room cheered: "Oh good! Coach's challenge - I have that one!" When a player would near the sidelines, Kelly would yell, "Trample somebody on the sidelines!" And when the ball went out of bounds, Shawn exclaimed, "A redheaded cheerleader!" We also searched for a coach covering his mouth so that spies couldn't red his lips, lip-readable cursing, an end zone dance, "D fence" sign, and a sleeping kid with a team jersey on. Shawn and Lauren ended up winning. I gave them a box of orange sticks as a prize.
Trash Talking:
Sammie and I aren't huge Steeler fans, but we'd be tarred and feathered here in State College if we didn't cheer for them. My little sister Anna lives in Arizona and caught the Cardinals spirit. She called Sammie on Saturday just to tell him that Chipotle (Sammie's favorite burrito place) was giving away free food to anyone wearing red. Between the biting, chewing, swallowing, lip-smacking, and finger-licking she put Sammie in his trash-talking place. Following are some of the highlights of the conversation (which took place on speaker phone, so I got to listen in and laugh).
Sammie: It's bad enough that you guys have a Chipotle that you can just go to whenever you want. But FREE CHIPOTLE!?!
Anna: Don't feel too bad Sammie, until a few months ago, I didn't even know Arizona had an NFL team.
S: Yeah, well I wouldn't expect a University of Utah fan to know that much about football.
Melba: (loud laughter)
A: Yeah that's right. Now, remind me Sammie, how did the season end for the U?
I was very proud of my little sister. Sammie, on the other hand, threatened to block her calls.
Bingo:
The local newspaper printed Superbowl Bingo cards and I cut them out and took them to our Superbowl party at Todd and Donna Fuller's (school friends). It put a different spin on the game to cheer for something besides a stuffed pig skin. When the Cardinals challenged the Steelers' first touch down, some people in the room cheered: "Oh good! Coach's challenge - I have that one!" When a player would near the sidelines, Kelly would yell, "Trample somebody on the sidelines!" And when the ball went out of bounds, Shawn exclaimed, "A redheaded cheerleader!" We also searched for a coach covering his mouth so that spies couldn't red his lips, lip-readable cursing, an end zone dance, "D fence" sign, and a sleeping kid with a team jersey on. Shawn and Lauren ended up winning. I gave them a box of orange sticks as a prize.
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