Some of you may remember a series on did on the blog called "The Five People You Meet When You Go into the Men's Locker Room." If you haven't read them, you can find them over on the right in the archives. Long story short, swimming is (one) of my exercises of choice, and the things i encounter in and around the pool area are constant blog fodder. So, instead of resisting the urge, I'm going to continue to fill you in on recent happenings in the gym.
So, one thing that has really started to piss me off is this guy. He still leaves his gross ass bathing suit hanging there on the outside of the locker. And i'm over this craziness. I spent a lot of time trying to find a solution that A) didn't directly implicate me B) wasn't overly harsh (i mean, he's not poisoning children after all) C) gets my point across. Here's what I have come up with:
One of my least favorite things to do is take knots out of shoes, pant strings, etc. I decided that i would bite the bullet and touch this gross thing, in order to be the change i want to see in the world. A few days ago, after my swim, i pulled a nice tight knot into one of his draw strings. The next day, I pulled one into the other string. Today (I hadn't swum since last Wednesday), I pulled a third knot in. I am a Social Psychologist after all, and the opportunity for me to have a little fun with this seemed necessary. Here are the rules as i see them (and they are admittedly loose and subject to immediate change.)
1. Only one knot per visit. So if he keeps pullin' em out, i'll just keep puttin em in. But gradually.
2. I don't pull knots on top of other knots (to make a sorta mega-knot)--all knots get their own space on the wire.
And that's about it. I'm actually pretty interested in how long this continues on for. I mean, from his perspective, do you really start thinking someone is tying knots in your bathing suit? Or i guess, more accurately, the question is, WHEN does one start thinking that someone is tying knots in their bathing suit. We will all get to find out together! Current knot count: 3.
stay tuned for more locker room fun coming soon. . .
Back to the Locker Room: Back to My Roots
Monday, June 28, 2010 | 8 Comment(s)
Thursday, June 24, 2010 | 0 Comment(s)
He everyone. More is to come. Im serious. I have tons of entries to write, but im kinda in a school crunch at the moment, so please fly in a holding pattern til July, and I will reward you will written riches the likes of which you have never seen (or that you have seen in previous entries).
Sorry for the delay, at least i'm not making you guys wait on the plane.
mz
Sorry for the delay, at least i'm not making you guys wait on the plane.
mz
Friday, June 18, 2010 | 1 Comment(s)
I often think up poems in bed while i lie there, waiting to fall asleep. Sometimes whole poems come out, sometimes fragments. Last night this perfect last sentence came to me as i was resting. But i can't, for the life of me, try to write a beginning of a poem to match it. So it will stand alone.
As e e cummings taught us, a little formatting goes a long way.
As e e cummings taught us, a little formatting goes a long way.
i couldn't love you more,
until tomorrow,
when i surely will.
until tomorrow,
when i surely will.
safe travels.
Thursday, June 17, 2010 | 3 Comment(s)
I'm driving to the neighboring town this morning when the radio announcer calls out, "Do you have BEIBER FEVER!!!"
I believe it was for tickets to a concert of his. I'm not going to play dumb and tell you I haven't heard of Justin Beiber. I watched the SNL (it was Tina Fey hosting for god's sake). The details however, are a bit fuzzy. Best i've surmised is that he is some self taught music prodigy who posted videos of himself on YouTube until he got noticed for being so gosh darn adorable (I think he looks like a caricature) and signed to a record deal. I won't front, from what i saw, the kid can certainly play the drums -- and his sketch with Tina as his teacher was friggin brilliant.
But this is not the point. The point is that maybe it's cause im kinda from Hicksville western MA (Pittsfield actually, and i swear it's a city), but when i hear "Beiber Fever" I can really only hear "Beaver Fever." You know, the disease that sometimes makes its way into the drinking supply and gives whole towns the shits (i know this because we had a number of local outbreaks nearby when i was growing up). There is what i believe to be a myth (stemming from what wikipedia tells me is that beavers serve as a host for the disease) that says the disease, Giardiasis, is caused by beaver urine. Not my field *shrug*
But I was taught, from a very young age, to fear the Beaver Fever. And fear it I do. And since both Beaver and Beiber Fevers seem to have similar symptoms (both relating to my excrement), I think i might need to follow my instincts and avoid this new infection.
Why do his eyes have to be so gosh darn dreamy!
I believe it was for tickets to a concert of his. I'm not going to play dumb and tell you I haven't heard of Justin Beiber. I watched the SNL (it was Tina Fey hosting for god's sake). The details however, are a bit fuzzy. Best i've surmised is that he is some self taught music prodigy who posted videos of himself on YouTube until he got noticed for being so gosh darn adorable (I think he looks like a caricature) and signed to a record deal. I won't front, from what i saw, the kid can certainly play the drums -- and his sketch with Tina as his teacher was friggin brilliant.
But this is not the point. The point is that maybe it's cause im kinda from Hicksville western MA (Pittsfield actually, and i swear it's a city), but when i hear "Beiber Fever" I can really only hear "Beaver Fever." You know, the disease that sometimes makes its way into the drinking supply and gives whole towns the shits (i know this because we had a number of local outbreaks nearby when i was growing up). There is what i believe to be a myth (stemming from what wikipedia tells me is that beavers serve as a host for the disease) that says the disease, Giardiasis, is caused by beaver urine. Not my field *shrug*
But I was taught, from a very young age, to fear the Beaver Fever. And fear it I do. And since both Beaver and Beiber Fevers seem to have similar symptoms (both relating to my excrement), I think i might need to follow my instincts and avoid this new infection.
Why do his eyes have to be so gosh darn dreamy!