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In a week EVERYTHING CHANGES

Next Weekend SOMEONE WILL DIE! The episode will also be in 3-D and your favorite famous celebrity will make a guest appearance.

Ok not really, but some of the grandkids are heading down to Florida to visit the namesake of this blog. And it will be exactly as big a ratings pull as the above mentioned stunt promotions. If I can figure out a way, I will live blog it here. Why anyone would need up to the minute content of 4 cousins hanging out with their grandma I have no idea. But hey Rusty has a data plan so why the fuck not? (Sorry about swearing.)

Happy Thanksgiving

Things we are thankful for:
Daddy: golf
Aunt Pam: all of her family
Uncle Matt: all of the family being able to be together, except for Rusty and he's sad Rusty's not home.
Mikey: HD tv
Marci: Hoover's apartment being across from a Chile's
Me: being close enough to home so that my fam can visit me at school
Moma: Grandma doing better!


we're ALL very sentimental and mushy....especially my dad.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Growing up.

Since I have been out of school long enough for the grace period on my student loans to be over, get a job with a steady salary, spend most of said salary on my New Jersey apartment every month, become accustomed to the fact that I have to make a 45 minute commute to/from work each day, and accept the early-to-bed lifestyle that I never wanted to be a part of, I think it’s safe to say I am now a bona fide adult.

And I hate it.

My parents will be the first to tell me (and you, if you ask them) that I’m being silly and yes, as a matter of fact, everyone has to work. Everyone who wants money has to wake up earlier than they want to every day, somehow get to their place of employment, spend eight pain-staking hours (at least) there, and then trek home only to sleep and do it all again. Until they are 65. Minimum.

But this concept does not work for me. Can I refuse it? I mean there are plenty of people out there who don’t work and still have money (Paris Hilton, Hugh Hefner’s wives, etc). We just need to figure out a formula to earn money. Without working.

In an ideal world, the real money I put towards fake athlete stocks at www.oneseason.com would have hit the jackpot and I’d be rollin’ in the dough after I cashed in my “sportfolio.” But alas, I’m currently down more than half the money I threw into that site, and while I sit around and wonder if the “supply and demand” is ever going to bring my Tony ROMO and Chris PAUL stocks back up to the price I paid for them, I need to think of a better way to make money quickly.

In an ideal world, I would be a writer. Like the kind of writer that can go to their country house, chill out, write when they feel like it, and then come back two months later with a Pulitzer Prize winner, NY Times best-seller that will bring enough bacon home to let me live the life of a jobless person for long enough so that I will have fresh ideas again when I need back to the country house to write. Or the south of France to write. Or wherever will most be able to “hear the voices within.” Probably somewhere warm. With a beach nearby.

Anyways, there’s no real moral to this post, but with Michelle’s birthday creeping upon us, it is a time to stress the fun of college. So make sure you’re making the best of it little Michelle my belle. Quit that waitress job! It will give you more time to make bad decisions. Or lay around and do nothing. Because once you get into the real world, you can’t really afford to do either of those anymore.

Well, I guess you can still rock the occasional bad decision… as long as you get to bed early afterwards!

Shalom from the holyland!

ani rotzah atcha, kelev! (that means "i want you, dog!")

i also learned many very beautiful curse words! for example cuse, manoosh, zienbien, and teem tzizilee. use them anywhere, no1 will know what hey mean. except beware, you will get very dirty looks if you utter them in the holy land. (believe me from experience!)

while in israel i did these things at varying times and in a random order:
-played in the sand that felt like baby powder in tel aviv
-hiked mt arbel
-went to the western wall and touched it thrice (once on shavuot)
-hiked up messada
-watched 4 or more sunrises
-slept no more than 4 hours in a night
-kayaked down the jordan river
-went on a water hike through the jordan river
-floated in the dead sea while i was shmeared in mud
-ate corn on the cob at the beach in eilot
-swam in the red sea
-smoked hookah
-danced on a bar/many tables
-rode a camel
-slept in a bedouin tent

O! and we took japanese tourist pics wherever we went. here are a few:





shalom. ani ohevet atcha.
michelle! <3

next year in jeruselum?.....
maybe not. i dont know how much dad or aunt pam would enjoy the plane ride.
much love!

Nussy the Engineer

This quarter at RIT I've been nearly completely consumed with work on my Senior Design Project. It's the big project all Computer Engineers have to do before they graduate. We worked in groups of 2 or 3 (ours was a group of two). Without getting to nerdy in this post I'll just briefly describe the project as a Handheld TFTP Server (you can get files on it through an Ethernet cable) that also doubles as a USB Mass Storage Device (you can get/put files on it like you would one of those Thumb Drive things). If you want to check out the website we made for it head over to the RIT's CE hosted website. The whole thing was sponsored by GE MDS, a division of GE that wants to use the devices to deploy firmware onto their radio towers out in the field.



Look Ma! I made this!

Youngme / Nowme

I stumbled upon this site (Bonus: It was for an Internet Color Wars) which contains pictures of people recreating pictures of themselves when they were younger. The ones with multiple people are particularly cool. I now know the perfect Grandmothers Day gift (Challenge: Finding a good source picture, and then getting us all together).

(Two posts in one day? MADNESS)