It Was a White Christmas

With 17 inches of snow on the ground, we were practically buried in white. Brown County was under a snow emergency until Friday, at which point my family came over to pick me up. Even with snow tires, my Miata wasn’t going anywhere in snow that deep.

Christmas Eve was food food food, revolving around our tradition of oyster stew. Yum!

Christmas Day was a lot of fun, with gifts all around. Some of the highlights include a pair of awesome Leki Trekking Poles, a down comforter, and an air hockey table for Michigan.

Sunday, we packed up and went up to Michigan, which had received about 14 inches less snow. We watched Hidalgo and Hero, played ping-pong, put together the air hockey table and played it, and generally had a good time.

Justin and I left early Tuesday, he had to go to a conference, I had to go back to work. So here I am.

Even More Snow

I went sledding last night with some friends. It was really fun, though there was a dropoff on one of the hills that left me with painful memories. My spine should uncompress sometime this weekend…

Another 9-10″ fell last night, pretty much burying the city. IU closed for the day, which is pretty rare. I went in to work anyway, to finish up some stuff so I can take a couple of days off next week. I took some more pictures on the way home, December Snow II.

Rory Red

Listen while I tell you the story of Rory the Red Balloon. Rory was born on Tuesday, when my officemate’s mom sent him some balloons to celebrate his recent winning of the IU Staff Merit Award. We decided to see if we could make one of the balloons float closer to the ground by tying on non-helium balloons and adding a pen.

Today, I decided to give the balloon some personality, and drew a face on it. Rory comes to life!

After that, Rory started sticking close to me. He even followed me out into the hallway. I grew tired of his constant clingyness, and pushed him towards the whiteboard in our office. Apparently miffed at my rejection, he took off out the door and down the hall. No matter how many times he was brought back, Rory refused to stay. What follows is my documenation of his travels.

(Movie is long gone, sorry – RR)

This was shot on my Canon Digital Elph still camera, set to movie mode. That allows me to capture a maximum of 25-30 seconds of video footage per exposure at 320×240 resolution. I used Quicktime Pro to combine all the clips, and did not edit any of them down from the original captures. I used Photoshop to create the end text. All together, I’ve spent maybe an hour on this. :-)

Old Soul

Ah, what would I know without Internet quizzes? I certainly wouldn’t know my IQ, nor would I be able to quantify my libido (neither of which you are getting in this post, nyah!). I know I wouldn’t have otherwise taken the time to learn that my personality type is an ENFP (though I forget the percentages). I also would have no clue about the 5 factors of my personality…apparently I’m open to new experiences, I value competence, I’m friendly, I’m somewhat altruistic, and I don’t get angry very easily. It’s like they’re inside my head! It’s amazing what a computer can tell you about yourself after only answering a couple hundred questions.

Inspired by my brother to take yet another one, I now find that I’m an “old soul.” God Bless the Internets.


You Are an Old Soul


You are an experience soul who appreciates tradition.
Mellow and wise, you like to be with others but also to be alone.
Down to earth, you are sensible and impatient.
A creature of habit, it takes you a while to warm up to new people.

You hate injustice, and you’re very protective of family and friends
A bit demanding, you expect proper behavior from others.
Extremely independent you don’t mind living or being alone.
But when you find love, you tend to want marriage right away.

Souls you are most compatible with: Warrior Soul and Visionary Soul

The parts about being impatient and wanting marriage right away are a little weird. I don’t *think* I’m impatient, but this thing says I am, so I must be. And I’ve only ever told one person that I’d like to marry her someday, but that was a long time ago in a county not so far far away. Since then…eh, not so much with the marriage talk. But apparently I’m just fooling myself, and I’m ready to go any time now.

Also, I’m apparently most compatible with ass-kickers and hallucinators. O_o