My Tuesday Award Ceremony

Remember people, I always say Tuesday is the worst day of the week. Now that I've almost finished another Tuesday in my life, I will spew out some of my random thoughts in award form (a la Bill Simmons) Here we go....

The Pale-can-be-sexy Award: To myself, for my continued lifestyle of pasty whiteness while not loosing an ounce of overall sex-appeal. Working indoors, studying indoors, and spending my freetime indoors have all contributed to my ability to live up to nicknames such as "Polar Bear" and "Lamppost". I may be blinding to look at, but I can still put the "hot" in white hot light.


The Mr.Clutch Award: To my boy Tom Buchanan, who called and texted me while I was in class to let me know the Phillies World Series trophy was on campus. Thanks to him I got a couple pics with one of the most meaningful man-made objects I will ever come in contact with. Big ups brother

The Completely Out-of-Character Move Award: To Temple University, who had the completely uncharacteristic foresight to schedule (at least I think they took the initiative) themselves as a stop on the Trophy route. One of my 4 good memories from my 17+ years at this "University"

The Unexpected Surprise of the Day Award: To the blabbermouths in my PR class who relentlessly talk about celebrity-gossip-type stuff (what connection it has with public relations is yet to be discovered) while the professor openly says that the quicker we get through the material, the quicker we're finished class. Today, they shockingly stayed on topic and we got out of class an hour and change early. Kudos!

The "How did we get here award": To me and my Mom, who ended up in a restaurant for dinner tonight where our combined ages were less than the average patron in the joint. The place literally looked like a nursing home cafeteria.

The Rightfully Gigantic Expectations Award: To my open house, especially Friday night. The hype is unprecedented, and judging from the guest list and the projected weather forecast, it will astonishingly live up to it (KNOCKING VIGOROUSLY ON WOOD). I couldn't think of a better way to kick off spring, and take us into baseball season. The excited sentiment has been pouring in. I'm lovin it like McDonalds.

And I hope to see all your sorry behinds there...