Top ten things I learnt from watching Jurassic Park:

10) Never send the black dude out to reboot the power. He will most likely get eaten by a velociraptor.

9) The Jurassic Park theme song is appropriate for any social venue (funeral, Olympic Games Opening Ceremonies, my wedding).

8) Jurassic Park would have been the ideal place to host my “super sweet sixteen” party. Unfortunetly, I had to settle for the Pembroke Mall.

7) Chuck Norris does not stand a chance against a Raptor.

6) Vegetarians are inept at handling dinosaur attacks. (Please refer to the T-rex scene to understand what I’m talking about here)

5) Never trust fat people, they will hack your computer and steal your eggs.

4) When climbing a temporarily disarmed high voltage fence, the sooner you get off it, the better.

3) the T-rex in the final scene single-handedly compensates for his tiny arms and pea-sized brain.

2) Raptor-proofing your home is not silly at all. (Stainless steel kitchen, dead-bolts on doors, parallel bars (refer to Jurassic park II) )

1) ALWAYS HAVE A RAPTOR ESCAPE PLAN. When entering any building, always be prepared for the eventuality of a raptor attack. (ie. Bring along a friend you're willing to sacrifice to stave off their attack, if only temporarily, while you escape

For more info on raptor proofing your home, refer to the link below.

http://www.velociraptors.info/

Mardi Gras

I apologize for my lenghty absence, I temporarily forgot my password, and conveniently enough, my user name as well. slick move, I know. Clearly I am not ready for life (or life isn't ready for me?) But, I digress. I am back, some would say with a vengeance, some would say with the fierce determination of someone who started something and (4 months later) decided she should stick to it.
So, I was informed that Tuesday we don't have lecture because it is Mardi Gras, or Fat Tuesday. As the words "Mardi Gras" exited my friends mouth, I was reminded of a special friend in my childhood. His name was Mardi Gras and he was a deflated balloon me and my brother found on the beach in Florida. He was my pal for a while. As I told my friends this riviting tale (at least I thought it was) their reaction was laughter. and then.. "wait... seriously?" Yep. I think we've all had our share of imaginary friends, but it takes sheer genius to be capable of such anthropomorphism.
Being the atheist that I am, I am not very familiar with the concept of Fat Tuesday. Is it a day when fat people are treated like real people? (oh snap.) But turns out it is exactly as awesome as it sounds. Lots of food, and boobs. I think I will quite like this holiday.
after this lame blog on imaginary friends, i think we can all use a pint of vodka. And on that, I leave you with this wonderful graph to ponder. We all have problems, but the bitch ain't one.

see you in 4 months avid readers.