October 11, 2009

broken ribs, ski resorts, and a giveaway of one of the most unique picture frames i’ve ever seen

So. Things have been happening over the past few weeks. Here are some of them, in a notably incoherent order:

1. I woke up on Friday with a deep cut in my pinky finger, no idea where my shirt was, and the worst hangover of all time. Well, except for that time with the 60 ounce fishbowl. And that time with the Heaven & Hell party. And that time when I thought it was the greatest idea ever to eat fried chicken with a stranger on the bathroom floor of a dive bar.

2. I decided that I want to work at a ski resort this winter. Preferably in Tahoe. I started applying for random customer service and sales positions, most of which come with some seriously sweet ski-related job perks. I haven’t skied since I was 11 years old. This should be disastrously fascinating. Stay tuned.

3. A post of mine was featured over at Indie Ink. Which makes me feel pretty fucking awesome. If you haven’t checked out their site yet, you should. You should also submit your writing (previously published stuff is fine) and then you’ll get featured too and we can start some kind of “look how awesome we are” club and get jackets and tattoos and do a big group striptease to show it all off. Or, you know, something more normal and socially appropriate. Seriously though. Indie Ink. Do it.

4. My mother called me today to discuss her current feelings on the weather in Arizona, and after an inordinate amount of temperature related conversation, she nonchalantly mentioned that she fell in the shower yesterday and thinks she might have a broken rib. I yelled at her for being on the phone with me instead of the doctor. She told me that it’s Sunday and that she has to go to church. I’m all, “God will probably understand you ditching out on account of potentially having a broken rib.” She’s like, “it might be two broken ribs, actually,” and then proceeds to tell me that she’s not really sure, because she doesn’t know how many ribs she has or how to tell when they’re broken, but that when she sneezes, it feels like she’s being stabbed with a machete, which is awfully inconvenient because in addition to the rib situation, she has a bit of a cold and can’t stop sneezing. I yelled some more about her needing to see a doctor. She repeated the facts about Sunday and church and the doctor’s office being closed. We continued to have that same conversation for the better part of an hour, until she finally promised to go first thing on Monday. I told her that if she doesn’t, I’m going to poke her in the ribs. She reminded me that, as is the norm in our conversations, I’m the only one who finds myself amusing. I grunted. She hung up.

5. The lovely Carissa from Name That Frame (a company that creates seriously cool custom photo frames) is giving one of my readers a free frame of their choice, valued at $49.95! To enter: simply leave a comment telling me what you’d like to see me blog (or video blog) about in the coming months. Enter anytime before Saturday, October 17. If you’d like another chance to win (and who wouldn’t? these frames are so damn fun), just leave a second comment telling me which word(s) you’ll pick for your frame if you win. Because, well, I’m curious and nosy. The end.

{Update: Contest winner is Nora from Walking through the Rain!}

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1 Elly October 12, 2009 at 9:20 am

I worked at a small snow resort a couple years ago, and it was BRILLIANT! With people from all countries coming together to work for the season and the different attitudes and the awesome snow . . . it was just a really brilliant time. Fingers crossed you get an awesome job at Tahoe!

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