Sunday, September 14, 2008

Homecoming



I'm visiting home in a month. I need it so bad.

I need to hang out with people with the last names Lillis, O'Rourke and Schoen or I just don't know what I'll do. The freak factor of this city limits what "going crazy" would be, so I'm at a loss.

I may be visiting East Lansing for a night but for now I just can't wait to fall asleep in my bedroom with light green walls with pink flowers and wake up to my mom cooking weekend breakfast while my dad reads the paper and my brother cackles to Comedy Central.

I'll be there for a wedding but I'm going to jam-pack as many visits as I can. Maggie will be back in the mitten this October. Watch out.

You've got to wake up pretty early in the morning to beat me to a story

About three weeks ago, the city editor asked if I would be willing to adopt a new 6 a.m. to 3 p.m. schedule so we could have someone scour night news and be available to post things to the Web on pace with our competitors. Sans editor, they were essentially handing Nevada’s largest newspaper over to their 22-year-old intern for three hours in the morning. Was this trust or a bitch move to the eager young person who has no family or otherwise consuming personal circumstances? That is a loaded question for which I’m still looking for an answer.

It took like two days for the shock to wear off. Now I’m to accentuating the positives of this new arrangement. So, in no particular order, here is why having a bedtime, too much responsibility and a screwed up eating schedule doesn’t entirely suck.

1. Sunrises over the mountains
2. Nobody is on the road when I drive in
3. I get the best parking spot
4. It’s very cool and calm in the morning
5. All of my east coast friends are on gchat anyway
6. I watch all of the morning news programs and music videos while sitting at my editor’s desk
7. I get the newsroom to myself (Risky business)
8. I get bigger, better stories for the day because I see them first
9. I technically get to leave at 3 p.m. but it never happens
10. I’m ROLLING in overtime hours. I hate forfeiting my stories and just choose to stay.
11. I’ve seen the Burger King people manually switch the menu from late night to breakfast menu
12. No traffic on the way home
13. I can get to the gym and grocery store when they're dead
14. Sympathy from my coworkers
15. One of the best resume builders I could ever ask for

Saturday, September 13, 2008

I was tempted to steal a baby dolphin

I'm about to hit you with some cute overload.


FLIPPERS UP


Watch the video attached to the story, too.

Monday, September 8, 2008

Getting back into the groove

It's only 7:30 a.m. on this beautiful Monday morning and I've listened to THIS like 10 times.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

May it be so noted

I'm considering donating my body to science after I die.

I want to know how I lived so long (or at all) on snack foods and occasional exercise. Plus, the Splenda tumor I will have from all this soda will be one for the record books.

Take today for instance. I started the day with a bowl of Cheerios. Great, grand.

The rest of the day was a slippery slope of crackers, Fig Newtons and Doritos all washed down with my life fuel, Diet Coke. I blame our cafeteria for not ordering any oranges or bananas this week. I have expressed my rage. to them.

Tonight doesn't fare well, either. I have a four and a half hour drive ahead and I can't really teeter a salad on my lap as I dream my way into California.

So if I die, figure out how I lived at all.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Pretty boy burglary

In my latest bought of celebrity crime stories, my hometown boy, boxer Floyd Mayweather had $7 million worth of jewelry stolen from his Las Vegas home.

The highlight of the story wasn't that I could be lead writer, no. It came when we watched a recent episode of MTV's Cribs where he showcased his lavish home and bragged about his baubles. But as he lead the crew through the front door, he stopped and said "You have to lock the house."

Somebody didn't follow their own advice, now did they?

To quote my coworker, "What kind of woman hoards $7 million in jewelry in her Summerlin home? Floyd Mayweather, that's who."

Monday, September 1, 2008

You heard it here first

Prediction: Everyone will go as The Joker a la The Dark Knight for Halloween this year.

I, however, will be in Vegas for this hallowed holiday and I fear how "slutty (blank) " is interpreted here. I bet going as a hooker or pimp will be popular and lucrative.