Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Do you know your F P B's?


Top Reasons Why Dressage Arenas Are Lettered the Way They Are:

* After riding 500 20m circles in rapid succession, who can remember the alphabet?

* The letters are consecutive and in alphabetical order, in a now extinct language spoken only by early 18th century Hanoverian carriage horses.

* The very first dressage arena was designed by the lowest-bid contractor.

* The letters were originally laid out by beleaguered riding pupils to facilitate pranks on their instructors, in which the pupils would pretend to be schooling various movements and figures while actually spelling out slanderous curses, in German, against their cruel and heartless instructors, their diabolical horses, and whatever silly person invented this dressage thing in the first place.

* The letters are actually advertising billboards paid for by Sesame Street (This piaffe-passage transition was brought to you by the letter G!).

* Well, the letters are supposed to be in alphabetical order, but somebody's Trakehner keeps getting out at night and rearranging them.

* The other letters in the alphabet are there all right, they're just invisible--what do you think your horse has been spooking at all these years?

* What, you mean they're NOT in alphabetical order? Hey, that would explain why nobody else seems to understand how I've organized the office files...

Thursday, April 23, 2009

hairball

I brushed both cats today, and that ball was part of the result. I know it doesn't look like much, but its so dense that it actually bounces. Oh... and it totally grosses Joe out.
Te he.

I torture my cat


Happy Easter!

Monday, April 20, 2009

you can almost see the stress in the air

As the school semester comes to an end, I think I may die of stress. Sleeping is only happening with the assistance of drugs. Without them, I wouldn't sleep and would really be worthless all day.

I'm working on trying to get everything together for finals. I have some finals that are "true" finals without outlines available, others where outlines are permitted during the final, one take home final, one HUGE paper and one that the professor has yet to decide what hes going to do... and they start next Friday.

I have to get information from my new employer to apply for my 711 license, and I can see myself just forgetting that all together until I get there. Yup... I see that one happening.

I'm attempting to apply for classes for next semester. My school email went into my work email which then caused me to not know about the applications for TWO classes that I need. GREAT. So Now I will spend a good chunk of my time begging and pleading with the secretary Gods to eventually let me into class. One of my other classes that I'm trying to get into also doesn't even have a number. GREAT. Because I needed this extra little thing right now.

I'm trying to sell a horse, that's in California, to someone here in Illinois... nuff said on that one. Blah.

I'm playing "hide the kittens" with my landlord. They keep calling me and telling me (without anywhere near 24 hours of notice) that they are going to show my apartment. Though they know we have two dogs, they are unaware of the rest of the sardines in the can... which causes us to play "we have no cats" for 30 mins each time they come to show the apartment. Its a big huge ordeal that often invloves friends, crates, benedryl, angry cats, cars and lots of sneeking. I'll be glad when this is over. Shouldn't take too long, its a great place... but I'll be damned if they think they are going to show it while I've got finals going on.

My Graduate Assistantship is coming to an end... for this year... and I'm still without a contract or job description for next year. I'll just sit here... holding my loan application for next year... not knowing whether I'm going to owe nothing or 30k more... and just stress myself to death. Thanks NIU.... thanks for that one. Needed it.

I need a vacation.

Ouch!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYV1aBDH7cA

comments??

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Broccoli Cat Broccoli Cat....


Rishta is a different cat. No, I'm not talking about the fact that she'll jump head first into the fridge for no apparent reason. Nor am I talking about how she'll squeak and groan if you move her form a comfortable spot. I'm talking about the fact that she goes completely bonkers for veggies. She'll jump out of her skin for a red pepper, and will go after the other animals if she's got her coveted broccoli stalk. Watch the video... its ridiculous.

Sunday, April 5, 2009