Pumkins, Catapults, and Midnight Raids

Thanksgiving, a day filled with turkeys, pilgrims, and now, in my family, catapults. Pumpkin Catapults, to be specific. My cousin Greg decided that since Thanksgiving this year was going to be at my uncle's Brand new house on 5 acres out in the country, that a pumpkin catapult would be his contribution to our holiday fun. Unfortunately, the warm, cold, warm, cold weather we have been receiving in the last couple of weeks made his pumpkins of war go mushy, and deflated. So, he enlisted my Mom to go round and find some. After many numerous calls and stops at pumpkin patches, she soon discovered that pumpkins are not to be found anywhere. So, after observing that many houses still have pumkins in front of them, she donned a black mask (figuratively), gloves (it was cold out), and waited for the darkness of night (around 5:30 p.m). I went along for moral support, and if a cop happened to roll by, to divert attention from my Mom's illegal pumking stealing activity.

First steal went off without a hitch. It helped that it was friend of hers, and she asked politely beforehand. We then drove around for awhile, debating the squishiness of pumpkins from a distance, and made our second steal a few blocks away. The lights were on, and being the nice person she was, she knocked and asked politely (I'm sure she would have done a grab and run, but its hard to do when you actually see people in the window) We came out with a total of three. The next stop was in a development called Westgate. There, we found two beautiful pumkins. After watching cars pass, she quickly jumped out, walked across the driveway, and made a grab and dash. After quickly shoving a pumpkin in my lap, we made a quick getaway. After a few blocks, she stopped to evaluate our catch. It was then we discovered that she had grabbed a pumpkin couple created by a little girl named Celine (there was a tag on the bottom of each). Mr. Pumpkin had beady eyes, a felt nose and a goatee made out of glitter and glue, while Mrs. Pumkin looked very similar, she had had white paint hair. She lost her green stem when she got dropped during my Mom's sinister snatch. We grabbed a few more, and than called it a night. There was a total of ten pumpkins, and while removing our bounty to the backyard, one leaked on me. That was the only injury of the night. All I say is that Cousin Greg had better appreciate the trouble my Mom went to get pumpkins!

Insanity and Indecisivness

I had the misfortune of going shopping with my sister and Mom this weekend. I shouldn't have gone, but I had nothing else going on, and all we were getting is something for some project my sister was doing. It should have been a super quick trip but, my sister wanted to see if the the J.C. Penny in Hutchinson would have a sweater in a size and color that the one in St. Cloud didn't have, which is fine. It should have been a five minute stop. It turned into twenty, most of which was obsessing over getting the blue or the pink when she really was just wanted the white (which they didn't have). She did end up buying a blue one becuase it was on sale.

Heres point number one: If it takes twenty minutes to decide over a shirt, you shouldn't get any, because you really don't like either, and you just spent twenty minutes convicing yourself that you do.

Point number two is: If you wern't willing to buy a shirt of a different color, but same style at full price, why would buy a different color that you didn't want on sale?

This is one of my biggest pet peeves. Decisions about things should be easy, with a few exceptions. Why obsess about them to death?

Headliner for the Local ABC 10:00 News

"Sex Convention Makes Minnesotans Angry, Join KSTP at 10:00 as we go in to find out whats inside." (only a paraphrase)

Not only is KSTP pandering to the conservative, but they are also pandering towards those whom would give a right foot to a sex convention. Typical late night news.

and No, I didn't watch. I don't care. I wish the locatl news would have something important say, inside of fluff.


Also, LOST was very good last night.

Being Unemployed is Not all that its Cracked up to Be

Well, I have not posted in awhile, nor answered anybodies email in awhile. So don't feel too bad if you havn't heard anything from me. I keep meaning to, but I really don't have much to say so it keeps getting postponed.

Anyway, this is how my day usually go: I wake up, eat something, play on internet, spend an hour or two looking for jobs, play on the internet, brush a cat, sleep, do something useful, and then well read a book or something. I'm still trying to work in running or biking into that highly demanding schedule. Its highly stressful. I really need a job.

Now on the topic of jobs, there is just not that much out there in my field. Ive had a few interviews, one that actually looked promising, but the rejection letter a few days back smashed any hope that I might have of it. Right now, I think its too close to Christmas and Thanksgiving for people to put out job ads. Thats rather sad for me, as since I wanted to be emplyed by then, because family holidays are never easy when you don't have a job, but once January first roles around, Im hoping for a whole bunch of job annoucements.

On another note, I'm hoping to have data for my Graduate Project by the end of the month. It should work well, and I should be able to present early January, or whenever school is back in session.

Anyway, thats my life. Enjoy the Post!