Archive for September, 2004
I love Old Navy commercials!
September 7th, 2004“History? No way, I love history! First, something happens. Then something else happens. So sequential! Thank you, first guy, for writing history down! Let’s study!”
And that’s the transcript of one of my favorite commercials of all times. Every time it airs I go as crazy as the girl and start yelling along with her…if you’ve seen it, you know what I mean. Unfortunately, this commercial is one of those things that arouses feelings of either love or hate in people, and I know lots of people that do hate it.
Even more unfortunate is the fact that for some reason Old Navy has stopped airing it and replaced it with a similar commercial, one that involves yet another crazed girl ranting about the pleasures of air…how funny, too, because when I hear her voice I hope she chokes.
Lobsterfest 2004
September 19th, 2004
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For the second year in a row, we travelled down to Port of Long Beach for the annual Lobsterfest. We stuffed our faces with lobster flown in fresh from Maine, big bowls of shrimp, and other festival foods. We weren’t alone, though, because this year there were lines that were unheard of last year. Not only did we have to wait in a line for 20 minutes just to enter the festival, but then to get our lobster meal we had to wait in a seemingly never-ending line for over half an hour. Word must have leaked since last year that this is the place to be…
We also did our traditional 15-minute scuba dive in the portable swimming pool set up there by a local scuba diving school…and this time we gave in. Ricky and I both took advantage of their discounted tuition rate and signed up for their scuba certification course. I’ll keep you updated how it’s going over the next few months, as well as a running total of how much we’ve spent. So far:
1/2 of tuition + books/supplies: $120
Running total: $120.
Dr. DRE
September 21st, 2004As part of our continuing process of preparing to become doctors, we learned how to perform a male genital exam tonight. No, not from books, not on plastic models, but from the real thing…on “standardized patients”, of sorts (I think they were called HHA — human health advocates. These were trained people who at medical schools conduct sessions like these to teach med students learn how to perform various parts of the physical exam…in tonight’s case it was the male genital exam, which included the testicular exam, hernia exam, and finally the digital rectal exam (DRE).
As much as I want to act completely grossed out by what I had to do tonight, it was again actually a very educational and well-run session. These people were very knowledgeable, and they were excellent teachers. They taught us how to do the exam (first by way of demonstration and then by doing it ourselves), and I’m glad my first time doing this was on a healthy volunteer and not a grumpy patient, where I’d be fumbling around trying to feel for the vas deferens.
With that said, I still get disgusted when I think back to the few seconds that the DRE lasted.
Scuba Certification: Class 1
September 25th, 2004We thought the last pile of money we gave to the scuba school would be cover most of our expenses…man were we wrong. That $100 was just a small fraction of what we coughed up today, with the start of the first of our six classes. The “basic equipment” we had to buy today — mask, snorkel, fins, gloves, boots, and scuba bag (yes, a bag) — came out to $650! Here are the updated numbers:
“Basic” equipment: $650
Running total: $775.