The Great Divide

I've been a little bummed out this year, because it seems like there's an invisible canyon between the residents of JPA and the residents of 14th Street.  Okay, so it's not so much an "invisible canyon" as it is "a mile of walking covered in snow."  Tonight I decided that wintry precipitation had kept me away from the other half of my friends long enough, and it was time to venture out to the distant and dreaded Ashtree Townhomes once again.

The trek took half an hour each way, but I have to admit, it was totally worth it.  What could possibly better than the following combination: a rousing game of Cranium, grilled cheese sandwiches and quesadillas, and the first half of Ong Bak 2?  Unfortunately, I had to walk home after the night was over, only to discover that the White Spot had invoked some sort of black magic to project its delicious aromas in an 800-foot radius around its storefront.  You have no idea how hard it was for me to walk past it without stopping in for a Gus burger!  Sigh, literally the best.

Doppelganger FAIL

It's Doppelganger Week on Facebook, a craze that has swept the interwebs like no other.  I finally gave in and put up a picture of Short Round, because I couldn't figure out what other famous person I even remotely resembled.  Neil suggested that I try one of those websites where you upload a picture and let them analyze it for you.  Well, I tried the one at MyHeritage.com, and the results were more stereotypical than they were accurate.

Really, guys?  Zhang Ziyi?  REALLY?  Sigh, worst.

Nightmare on Emmet Street

Welp, here we go again.  There's yet another winter storm warning in effect for Charlottesville, and this time we're expecting between 20 and 28 inches of snow in the next 48 hours.  Lee and I knew that the best way to prepare for such an onslaught of wintry precipitation is to make a dash to the nearest Redbox to rent movies to watch.  When we got to Kroger, however, we discovered the madness below:

The line to every checkout counter extended down the aisles to the back of the store.  The self check-out line wrapped around the side of the store all the way to the dairy section in the back.  The scene was horrifying, yet I couldn't look away.  It was simultaneously beautiful and frightening to behold.

Things got better from there, though.  UVA announced that everything would be canceled tomorrow, including classes and even non-emergent hospital appointments.  All of Charlottesville is shutting down in preparation for the storm of the century, and what better way to welcome it than with the best Grand Rounds of all time at Michael's Bistro?  More importantly, what better way to end a night out than with the Jimmy Johns guy handing out free sandwiches on the Corner?  Now I'm no prophet, but I'm pretty sure this is God's way of telling me to enjoy the snow he's about to give us.  And don't worry, God, I hear you.  I hear you loud and clear.

Old McDonald Had a Farm

At the Family Medicine luncheon yesterday (mmm, fajitas!), Dr. Reed told us about one of the doctors in the Shenandoah Valley who is apparently the craziest man alive.  There are stories of how he makes the students that do their rotation with him wake up at 4:30 in the morning to do manual labor on the farm like milking the cows and delivering calves before going to work at the clinic.  As you can imagine, some students hate it, and some students love it.  Personally, I'm going to try to find out how I can be on his rotation.  When else will I get the chance to help deliver a calf in my lifetime??

Since Valentine's Day is coming up, I thought I'd include this cute little comic from Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal, although you'll probably have to click on it to actually read it.  Credit goes to Danny, from whose Gchat status I stole this.  Gah, I hate not being able to end sentences in prepositions!

LOST and Found

Q: Why did the smoke monster cross the island? [answer at the bottom of the post]

As you probably already know, my favorite TV show returns to the airwaves tonight.  The VMed Lostafarians are getting together at the Mad House to watch the season premiere, so hopefully the 3-6 inches of snow we're supposed to get tonight will hold out until after 11pm.  Seriously, what is going on with the weather?  But more importantly, WHAT HAPPENED TO EVERYONE AFTER THE BOMB WENT OFF??

And, just to whet your appetite, here's a little video that was posted a few months ago that mashes scenes from different episodes to show, in real time, what happened during the crash of Oceanic Flight 815.



A: To get to the Others' side!*

*Joke courtesy of Christin.

What You've All Been Waiting For

Or should it technically be "For Which You Have All Been Waiting"?  Anyway, Jon and I uploaded all of the videos from the talent show onto YouTube today, and it only took us seven hours.  Wait, you didn't think I was done talking about the talent show, did you?  Don't be silly, the day I get tired of talking about myself is the day this blog goes to blog heaven to be with all of the other blog angels.

Anyway, as I was saying, the videos from all the acts are online now, and I have compiled them into a playlist, which you can watch here.  But you know what?  I'll make it really easy for you and just show you all the ones you really want to see: the ones with me in them.

First, we have the Blue Ridge Medicine Boys performance.  I apologize for my inability to sing in a Tennessee accent.  And also for my "wardrobe malfunction."







Next, we have the Dancing Doctors.  Steph deserves some sort of special award for somehow managing to teach a bunch of medical students how to dance in synch with each other.




And last, but not least, my special baby: the Arrhythmics.  You guys are the best!







Alright, now watch them again.  And again.  And again.

Did I Mention?

We got about six inches of snow over the weekend.  Normally, this would be cause for great excitement and alarm, but after our 24-inch blizzard last month, it really doesn't seem like such a big deal anymore.  In fact, I didn't even go outside to play in it; I stayed in the whole weekend and studied.  If by "studied" I mean "watched the video of the Blue Ridge Mountain Boys performance over and over again."

It's been a while since I've bought any pop culture t-shirts, and there's a hunger growing inside of me that needs to be satiated.  I kind of want to get this one.  And this one.  Um, also, this one.  This one, too.  Okay, aaand this one.

But one of my resolutions this year was to be more frugal, so I will resist buying more t-shirts when I already have two drawers full of them.  Instead, I will channel my money towards tickets for the Carbon Leaf concert at the Jefferson Theater on Saturday, March 20.  You should come!