I feel like I learned some really surprising fact this weekend

But, I don't really remember what it is. I am trying to learn how to cook everything.

Ties That Bind

This week, when completing a filing project at work and utilizing four different sizes of binder clips, I remembered an altercation I'd had with Patrick when he and I were respectively serving as the managing editor and co-editor-chief of the Bloomington High School South Optimist newspaper. (DAMN that sentence has MAD information. Give yourselves a second. Continue.)

As Managing Editor, Patrick was always trying to change things up. As the Co-Editor-in-Chief, I was always trying to maintain our legacy of excellence. So when Patrick tried to restructure draft compilation by replacing our traditional paperclips with staples, I really had a cow. That was exactly the kind of thing that tended to get High School Rosalyn all worked up. That girl was always down to fight the good fight over office supplies. Gotta respect that.

Since this blog is technically a part of the Lee Heffernan Learning Challenge, I'd like to tell you that I learned not to sweat the small stuff on that fateful day in 2008. But really the learning didn't kick in until this week when, having run out of appropriately sized binder clips and switched to rusty, out-of-shape paperclips, I realized that staples really are better. After all this time, Patrick was right. It just goes to show you, listen to the winds of change.

Paul works on some coding, ensconced in two comforters and a Bloomington North sweatshirt on a couch in Indiana. Outside, it is 90 degrees. 

The Other Side

Though the above-evidenced cross country road trip clocks in at a close second, the best thing to happen to me since graduating a month ago is definitely my discovery of "Hit the Floor." This brand-new vH1 scripted series burrows into the political underbelly of fictional NBA cheerleading squad the Los Angeles Devil Girls and follows the virgin season of Ahsha (newcomer Taylor Paige). To quote the late great Bill Hader, this show has everything: overlong dance routines, an improbably supportive non-baller boyfriend who will clearly be outta the picture by episode 4, envelopes full of $50 bills, implied cunnilingus, and for heaven's sake, the guy who played Donna's dad on "That 70s Show!"

I can scarcely believe my luck at having stumbled upon this gem. As anyone reading this probably knows, the only series I've ever watched from pilot to finale is HBO's "Entourage," but I've been really hoping to hop aboard a new televised train and ride it into the sunset. As it were, to Hit the Floor running. I thought I would miss living in a mansion with my 12 best friends, but in retrospect, I dunno how I got by a single day before meeting the Devil Girls. Things are on the up-and-up, my dears. That's for damned sure.