Adam Lamble

If you have some free time on your hands I recommend checking out my buddy Brett’s blog: This Will Probably Rock Your Face Off. He’s new to the blogging world but he posts twice as much as I do and is about twice as funny as me.

Brett is following in my footsteps and is hopefully going to be my little sib in med school next year. For the year, he’s in Idaho performing brain surgery with his uncle. Also, I get more women than he does but only because they don’t know him like I do. Sure, he’s weedy and kind of shy, but some girlie out there must be needy for a weedy shy guy. He’s got it goin’ on.

While I’m on the subject of high school friends, I just got back from a lunch at Jerusalem cafe where an old classmate of mine is working. I recognized her and said hello. She was surprised and obviously didn’t recognize me as quickly. She explained herself by saying, I kid you not, “You look so… *pause*… dignified.” So obviously the receding hairline through her off or maybe she was just too focused on the top hat and monocle I was sporting.

In undergrad I remember how strange it was to meet people that were in a serious relationship, let alone the occasional novelty of an engaged couple. Back then I felt like I, being single, was in the majority. How quickly things change.

At a BBQ earlier on in the year I was talking to a buddy of mine and I mentioned that I saw a picture of him and a girl on Facebook. He told me it was his girlfriend and after we talked about her for a while he asked me where my girlfriend was from. It wasn’t even a question of whether I was seeing someone or not, he had already made the assumption that I was. It was more an observation that there was probably something physically wrong with me. I took a quick mental poll of everyone in our class and 99% of them are married.

There was a girl I was pretty interested in my class but anything with her would have gone against my standing rule of not seeing any of my colleagues. Besides the obvious reason of not wanting to mix business and pleasure I kind of made this rule due to my insanely competitive nature. I didn’t want to get caught up comparing myself to someone I was close to.

Unfortunately for my rule, this girl was way too appealing to avoid so I decided I just needed to find a reason to “amend” my rule. Well after a little reconnaissance I found out that she is ten times more intelligent than I am. I don’t really have to worry about being competitive if I can’t win, right? Anyway, that’s all the excuse I needed. I immediately turned on the legendary Lamble charm and she didn’t even see it coming. Poor girl didn’t stand a chance.

Not a whole lot to report. Since my module test was at the beginning of the week I have no academic obligations over this holiday weekend. I’ve been sleeping in, eating food, hanging out with friends, and doing a lot of nothing… and it’s been absolutely wonderful.

My broham and his wife came up for the weekend instead of having us go over to Colby. We made it to the Plaza lighting last night and it was freezing out but still nice. Today we did a little shopping and as expected it was super crowded so now I’m all tuckered out. I’m going to take a quick nap and then catch up with some high school friends tonight.

It’s family tradition to put up our Christmas tree on Thanksgiving. To keep with tradition and to make my apartment feel more like I home I cut this baby down and set her up on my end table (see picture above).

Update: Yes, that is an ace bandage I’m using for the base wrapping around the tree.

This is a diagram we drew during a review session for out test on Monday. Instead of picking a specialty I want I think it’s actually going to be easier to rule ones out that I don’t want. Read: Immunologist. On the bright side, at least my handwriting hasn’t matured since the second grade.

Well I wanted to make a post about each of these pictures separately, but we’re right in the thick of a module covering Immunology among other things and my free time seems to be disappearing.

Alek flew into town specifically to hang out with me but his home team Packers coincidentally were in town also so him, Jacob, and I went to the game. It’s hard to tell but I am wearing the most awesome sweater ever. I found this little gem with my friend Andy at a thrift store for $5 (steal!). The best part is, now I’ll never have to worry about what I’m going to wear on Sunday… for the rest of my life.

After deeming my Tron costume too inappropriate for children I had to come up with a backup so we could do reverse Trick o’ Treating on the pediatric floor. My buddy and I decided we’d be perfect for the “World’s Most Giant Medical Student” (not to be confused with Scrubs “World’s Most Giant Doctor“). Some kids were impressed, a couple unimpressed and a few cried. The important thing is that all of us med students had a great time with it… and that’s what the spirit of giving is all about, right?

My sis came into town last week and we had a great time. We pretty much went out to eat a lot and talked. We stay in touch over the phone and the computer but nothing beats a conversation over a (free) dinner. Also, my mother’s birthday was on last Friday. If my math is correct she just turned 29… again. I got her a dog.

Finally, I got my new veneers. They’re pretty sweet. They look better than my old teeth (especially when they were broken) and they don’t taste like plastic like the caps did. I’ve already been mistaken for Denzel Washington… twice!

I think the picture says it all. Now that October is over I had to shave my ’stache. No, not because it was “nasty” looking like my sister has suggested but more because I think the ruggedly handsome look it gave me could be interpreted as unprofessional.

Instead of being a time of sorrow and mourning I want this to be a time of remembrance. Like, remember the time I got food stuck in my ’stache? Sigh. Or how about the time my mustache went perfectly with my Tron Guy Halloween costume? Man, those were the days. We had some good times ’stache-y. I encourage everyone to leave their fondest memory of my mustache in the comments section so everyone can share in the joy he brought to the world.

Speaking of joy, my selfless act raised over $200 from various donors. That money will be used to help the under served get better so that maybe someday they can have a mustache as beautiful as ’stache-y.