My fiance has some great news that I wanted to share with everyone. While making her commute downtown she was listening to the radio. A DJ came on and declared that the 12th caller would win tickets to a concert by a band Nina use to listen to. She smiled to herself, remembering all the time she spent at home running to multiple phones, desperately trying to win tickets to concerts. The smile slowly faded as she began to imagine what adolescent Nina would think if she knew that med school Nina wasn’t even going to try calling in. So in respect to her younger self, and not having anything else to do while she drove, Nina called the radio station. Almost instantaneously she was greeted by a voice saying, “Congratulations, you’re the 12th caller!” Nina didn’t know if she should respond with excitement or embarrassment as she accepted her reward. Soon after, she called me and we both had a good laugh about the whole thing. My only regret is that I’m headed out of town and wont be able to join her at the Backstreet Boys concert.
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Quit Playing Games
Saturday, June 19th, 2010Porn For Nina: Engagement Edition
Saturday, May 29th, 2010
Fingernails can be painted red,
Toenails can be polished blue.
Fingers that will soon have a new ring deserve something special,
So that’s where I’m sending you!
Playlist Trip 5
A Good Samaritan
Thursday, December 3rd, 2009Note: This post is part of a series I like to call “Posts I intended to write a long time ago but never got around to it”. I wanted to have it written by October 31st but I had a test right around the corner and had to prioritize. Therefore, imagine going back in time and put yourself in a Halloween state of mind. Try not to get too scared, though.
Last year, on November 1st, my girlfriend and I were studying in the basement of the student center. It was late in the evening on the day after Halloween and we had a big test coming up. We were both completely engrossed in our computers until our concentration was broken by cries for help that came drifting through our open window. My girlfriend immediately suggested we call campus security. You can probably guess what I chose to do.
You know how in horror movies, the characters when confronted with a dangerous situation will always choose the path most likely to cause the viewers to yell at the screen and/or roll their eyes?
Well, as a future physician, I felt it was my moral duty to help a fellow citizen in distress, so I decided I would go outside to see if there was anything I could do. Of course, before stepping outside I popped my head into the student lounge and grabbed an older classmate that is much bigger and more threatening looking than myself to join me. More importantly, he was much slower than me and if I needed to escape, the lion always catches the slowest antelope.
Courageously, we went outside, but could not find the origin of the pleas. By the time we got back into the student center, my girlfriend was talking to campus police. They were very thankful that she called and did not seem impressed with my selfless rescue attempt.
Later in the evening they came back to the student center and told us they located the cries and they were coming from the psychiatric ward which, unbeknownst to us, was about 20 yards away from our study spot. A patient had managed to open a window and was using it as an avenue to express their displeasure with being admitted.
Anyway, the moral of the story is that I’m pretty much saving lives 24/7… or as my girlfriend puts it, “Why did you go out there? What if someone had a gun? You’re always doing stupid things that probably only put your own life in jeopardy.”
Porn For Nina
Saturday, November 7th, 2009It’s hard to believe, but this Halloween marked Nina and my second year together. Two years seems like such a long time, but that’s probably because it’s so difficult for me to remember what my life was like without her in it.
For our anniversary this year, I wanted to do something fun. We both get a kick out of a series of books entitled, Porn For Women. The premise of the series is simple enough. The authors believe that since women are such emotional beings, they don’t require the same visual stimulation men do to become all hot and bothered. Instead, their books take women to “…a fantasy world. A world where clothes get folded just so, men insist on changing diapers, delicious dinners await, and flatulence is just not that funny.”
Well I took this premise and ran with it. Over the last few months I’ve been compiling a similar tribute to Nina. It wasn’t easy translating such a complicated woman’s interest and fantasies into a book of pictures and captions, but I did my best. So click on the picture below and you’ll be taken to a world where every season is wedding season, it’s never too late to stay up talking on the phone, there’s no such thing as owning too many purses, and flatulence truly isn’t that funny.
