Saturday, January 26, 2008

I knew Chemistry was worth it!

So, for those of you who are not aware, I am going back to school to pursue a nursing degree. I apply for the program this fall, and will begin in Fall 2009. In the meantime, I am working on pre-requisites and general ed courses for the program. The program I will most likely be doing is an Associate's Degree for those of us who already have Bachelor's degrees. It is a part time night/weekend program, which will be good because I can keep earning my $income$ and go to school. I'd prefer to do a BA to BSN program, but those are full time and I cannot fathom putting myself in debt with student loans just to switch jobs.

Anyway, I have to take Organic and Biochemistry as part of my pre-reqs. Those of you who knew me in college know that the reason I stopped the pre-med track was chemistry. Luckily, however, community college chemistry is not the same.

Last Wednesday, I had chem lab. Our experiment was on Alcohols: soluability in H20 and oxidation. Unfortunately, two of my favorite bands (Louis XIV and Hot Hot Heat) were in concert at the Newport, opening for the Editors (all their songs sound the same, so I didn't know why they were the headliners.) Anyway, Joe and Matt were going, but I had to pass because I can't miss chem lab. It is from 6 until 9:30. I'd miss the first two bands by the time I made it to campus.

I get to Chemistry and my super-awesome lab partners and I finish the experiment by 7:30. I can't believe my luck! I call Joe and Matt answers - the show is sold out. I am crushed. I walk to my car in defeat, and then decide - I WILL BE THERE. So, I hop in my car and I GOOG-411 the Newport. It keeps disconnecting. I try and try and finally get through. "Yes, we're sold out." There's hesitance in her voice though....

Scalpers!

So, I blaze my trail to the Newport. (My class is at the Worthington campus). I get to OSU, screech into one of the parking spots at South Campus Gateway and determine that $1 is worth a paying for parking if I don't end up with tix. Luckily, I had gotten $100 out of the ATM the night before. I stash $40 and some change in one pocket and the rest in the other. I decide that although the original tix were $15 plus service charges (I can't believe they were that cheap!) I will fork over a maximum of $40. I had no choice as I had all $20's. It's not like you can ask a scalper for change after negotiating him down.

I walk toward the Newport. "You selling tickets?" a scalper asks.
"No, I'm buying," I say.
"Oh...well...uh...wait over in the UDF and I'll have you one in 5 minutes."
"Sorry, I'll keep looking, thanks."
Damn, this needs to happen! There's a reason this all fell into place. I've gotta get a ticket!

So, I walk toward the entrance. There's another scalper negotiating with a guy. The guy says "let me go inside and get another $20 from her.."
He walks into the concert hall.

"Hi" I say to the scalper.
"Selling tickets?"
"No, buying."
He yells to his friend (the UDF guy) to see if he has tix. Obviously he does not.
"I have one but this concert is going for $100."
I laugh.
"$50?"
"$40."
"ok."
He gives me that poor other kid's ticket. He watches as I grab it and run inside.

I get inside just to hear my favorite Louis XIV song, "Finding out True Love is Blind." I buy a beer and meet up with the boys. They're on the second level, which is not always open but is my favorite place to watch a show in the Newport.

The show was awesome. HHH rearranged their songs so it was amusing. It was the 4th time I've seen them in concert and it was the best.

During the Editors show, the lead singer of Louis XIV walked past. I chased him, but was unable to catch up with him. On his way back, Matt and Joe grab him and I say hi and shook his hand, complimenting him on a job well done. I was so excited!

We even got free hotdogs when the concession stand gave up and left them out on the counter for people to take. Joe gave one to the "Help is on the way!" bum who hi-fived him and said "Oh, thank you my man! I really do appreciate it. I really do love these dogs!"

I then ran. Literally. Back to my car. Blasting the Brew all the way home.

I love the fates! And alcohol! woohoo!

Thursday, January 24, 2008

My attempt at mobile blogging

So, I'm interested to see if this works-google claims that all you have to do to send pics and txts to your blog is to email the info you want to go@blogger.com and then enter a claim ticket number on your pc to link it to your blog. It seems a bit complicated to me but it's worth a try. If it worked, you'll be reading this.
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Hate makes me sick

I stayed home from work today because Stephanie is coming to visit! I wanted to make sure that the house was clean and I could spend a good part of the day with her. Since I've been fooling around with my broken laptop for the past several days, I figured I'd take the time to deal with the HP Service people. I think that two fried hard drives in a week is a little more than coincidence, but whatever. I swear, I can't keep a laptop.

After I finished my call (and they told me they'll send me one more hard drive before they'll try to service the whole thing), I determined that it was time for breakfast. Yay for leftover homemade pecan waffles to make me happy again.

As I sat down to eat, I came across a TV show on HBO called Friends of God: A Roadtrip. I watched it, spellbound. I actually even cried a tear or two during certain parts because I was so disturbed. After the show was over, the first thing I wanted to do was pray...pray for the people the documentary highlighted.

Preaching bigotry and hate? Preaching politics? I was particularly disturbed by the last few scenes of a Battlecry concert with rock music and teenagers jumping up and down as scenes of war with the hint of crusade flashed across the arena.

Please don't tell me that it is wrong to want equality and allow for the basic civil rights of others but it isn't wrong to worship in a drive-thru church, go to Biblical Mini-Golf, and declare WAR against those without Christian values?

I'm sure Jesus, the King of Peace, would be proud.