Everyone's got a bit of Nerd.

As I was cleaning my room in prep for Chinese New Year, at the bottom of a mountain of clothing I found one of my most prized purchases from San Fran-- My super nifty glow in the dark NASA t-shirt!! Somehow I had forgotten about it, but was certainly more than happy to find it. Apparently NASA orders their shirts from this company called, "Cotton Expressions" which just so happens to specialize in shirts featuring science, astronomy and science humour. I have big plans for my NASA shirt, and have envisioned it being a part of my typical summer outfit: hip little tee, micro-mini, and flip flops or my ever enduring birkenstocks. However, after perusing the company's website, I highly doubt their normal clientele have the same sort of outfits planned.

My favourites have to include t-shirts featuring: the periodic table, Stephen Hawking, DNA, and of course a graphic representation of a black hole with Maxwell's equation of light on the back(Be singularly fashionable with this sharp two-sided shirt).

Anyone of those shirts mentioned could be my next buy, but not before I get myself the Chameleon shirt. Simply put, "This stylish Chameleon is too cool to just blend in; he stands out from the crowd in this vivid shirt printed with puff ink to give the scales a three-dimensional texture. See for yourself. Just run your fingers over the screen. " It just sounds so freaking cool, if I close my eyes and think hard enough I can almost feel the texturized puff ink. As a person who likes to stand out in a crowd, I can see no better way than with this shirt.


However, the ultimate shirt must be the one with wolves. How can any geek boy be complete without one? Trust me on this... having dated someone with both a wolf and a bear shirt, it seems to be a wardrobe staple for the nerds of all nerds. But what is it about these nature-rey shirts that appeal to them? Often when I walk down the street and see a guy wearing a nature-rey animal shirt, my reaction is 1/4 disgust, 1/4 embarrassment on their behalf, and then 1/2 calming sense of serenity as I stare into the eyes of the animal(s). "Even when you can't run with the wolves, you can still show them off with this hauntingly elegant full-color design." Yes, yes. I can almost feel the wind in my hair.

The Anti-Valentine

I went to the Mahim Social 2007 this past weekend, a Valentine's dance, and I couldn't think of a better way to celebrate the big V-day (not to be confused with the other V-day). At the end of the dance, I saw these two little red hearts (see exhibit A, left) and thought to myself, "Woah, these are some friggin' big candies!" and promptly stuffed them into my purse to eat later. Tonight I figured it was photoshoot night and proceeded to take some pics in the spirit of Valentine's Day. Afterwards, I wondered what flavour they might be. Could it be strawberry? Cherry? Or maybe cinnamon? I licked one only to find out that what I thought were freaking rocks of candy were in fact useless pieces of glass in the shape of hearts. The worst part is that I failed to notice the glitter that decorated the part I licked. :(

In my short lifetime of 24 years, I can't say I've ever had very fond memories of Valentine's Day. Not terrible ones. But not ones filled with bouquets of flowers, gushy compliments or love sick poems. And do I care? Not really. I caught my friend Friday on msn with the name, "the Anti-Valentine" accompanied with a picture of a strawberry with a bullet going through it. Why I asked? He went into some rant about the whole commercialization of the day, and I forget what else. Yes, so as some of us singles spend Valentine's Day, trying to not be bitter, or celebrating it with friends, I-- the truly lucky one, will be welcoming the day by trying to remove the glitter from my tongue! :P ... :(

The Wonders of the Sani-Seat

Once again I’m flying, and once again it’s a pain the ass. I’ve made a mental note to myself never to fly on a Friday, at least with the intention of travelling home on a Friday. I’ve missed a concert I really wanted to go to (the Golden Dogs which everyone should listen to), and my boss’ surprise birthday dinner and club night.

Today’s flight was out of Columbus. Finished work early (fantastic!) and went to the mall to look around and kill time. Today was a good day. Only one pair of shoes (okay two if you count the awesome boots I bought yesterday at only $18 reduced from $70 :D ) and some craft stuff. Highlights of the shopping trip included being chased down in a store for a Christian Dior make over, which I had to refuse because I said I had to catch a flight and someone who assumed that I worked for Limited Brands and was in Columbus from the New York office. First mistaken as a model, and then mistaken for working in one of the biggest fashion companies in the US? Columbus is just not healthy for my ego!

Anyway to make a long recap of my day short, I went to the airport to find that my flight was delayed by an hour. It was not so bad because at least I was going home that night. I bummed around the airport to kill even more time and waltzed over to my gate at 7:30 for my flight which was originally scheduled to leave at 7:55 and then delayed till 8:55 was now cancelled. Luckily someone had muttered, “I hate this shit” only to turn around to the most tired and sad looking man I had ever seen. I replied with “no kidding? I just found out that my flight was cancelled”. I was even luckier when a woman commented that a counter was rerouting people on my flight through Chicago. And so I ran through the airport to the Chicago gate and made it there with 10 minutes to spare. And this all happened just after I finished speaking with my boss and him commenting that cancelled flights were re-routed through Chicago, but that had probably left.

We managed to leave on time, and ended up in Chicago a little earlier than expected so I had enough time to take a bathroom break. I walked into what I thought was the cleanest airport bathroom I had ever been in. O’Hare’s secret? The Sani-Seat! It always makes me happy to go into a toilet stall that’s clean. No fussing with the toilet seat cover, layers of toilet paper, or hovering. Instead with just one wave of your hand over the sensor, the used seat cover is replaced with a new one. After a long day of travelling, and a cancelled flight, it’s one less thing I have to think about! Imagine if more public bathrooms had them? I can’t think of the number of times I’ve gone to a public bathroom strewn with toilet paper (worst is ‘wet’ paper). If you had the sani-seat people wouldn’t need to worry about applying an appropriate barrier between them and the seat, and subsequently there would be less of a mess in the bathroom. Cleaning personnel wouldn’t have to work so hard, and less material would be wasted.