"I didn't think till after..."

I forgot -

So that one (Italian) post-doc I was talking with mentioned somehow that his father is his hero, since he has no hands and manages to do everything.

His father, he said, was playing with friends as a kid, and they unearthed an unexploded bomb from WWII, and it went off, and he ended up losing his hands.

His dad paints and hikes and drives and types and everything, though, and is not sorry for himself at all.

I didn't think till after of that one joke -

Q: How do you shut an Italian up?

A: Cut off his hands.

Upset stomach story.

The other week my one lawyer friend from Missouri had the flu and was home for a number of days, and then finally she was feeling better, and went out to eat with a neighbor of hers, though she just ordered sweet potato fries, since she thought they wouldn't be too hard on her stomach, being a starch and not greasy at all.

Later that night, though, she was lying down at home on her couch, and all of a sudden she felt like throwing up, and she got up and was sprinting to the bathroom and couldn't hold it in, and all of a sudden she just puked up huge bouts of orange puke all over her living room carpet.

BIG NEWS OF THE WEEKEND!!!

There was a frontpage article on the city's main tabloid about the decreasing number of neighborhood bars, and they said that since 2009 tavern licenses in the city have held steady at around 1200.

It was funny, since the previous night I was just telling some people that I'd be surprised if there were more than 1200 bars in the city, I actually said that number.

Though, I'm also counting bar areas in restaurants where it's okay to come in and hang out and get a drink, so I probably underestimated when *I* said 1200; I figure that that increases the total number of bars by like around 25%, to somewhere like 1500 (maybe 1600?).

Hebrew drudgery.

My Hebrew class is now taking up 15+ hours a week, between classtime, homework, and review time.

We're going over so many paradigms so quickly, that I feel I'm forgetting them as fast as I'm learning them.

Because now is not the time to let everything slip, I'm spending extra time reviewing everything, which I think is displacing my other work and increasing my stress level, since I do that on the weekends sometimes, and it really eats into my weekend.

Though, like my one lawyer friend from Missouri said, "Who else ever says, 'Hebrew is really getting me down'?"

Hebrew fun.

The other day we were parsing verb forms, and someone asked how to translate this one stem of the verb, and the instructor was like, "Oh, something like, 'You were served.'"

I don' know why I added this - I usually don't crack jokes in class - but, since the verb could also have a reflexive meaning, I was like, "Or, 'You served yourselves,' like at McDonalds."

For some reason, everyone found that really funny.

I wonder if it was my delivery, which was very slow and deadpan, since it was so early in the morning.

Another gym story.

The other day after I finished my workout I ran into that (black) (female) cleaning person at the gym.

"How you doing?", she was like.

"Great!", I was like. "I had a good day at school, and a good workout, and now I just need to go home and relax."

"Oh," she was like, then she smiled and was like, "You stopping off anywhere first?"

"Actually," I was like, "I *do* need to take a shit, I'm going to do that now!"

At that she just laughed and was like, "I knew you did!"

...an idea...

I might try to go to Hooter's this Sunday.

I'm really interested to see what Hooter's is like, on a Sunday.