Saturday, September 11, 2010

Magical Happenings

I know you've all been anxiously awaiting my next post.

"Gee," I bet you say over dinner conversation, "I wonder what intellectual discovery Abby will reveal to us next!" Or perhaps you wonder, "What new exciting thing is she going to tell us about today?"

Well, I'm sorry, but this post is about my shower. It was originally going to be a heartfelt letter to my shower, declaring my un-dying hatred for it. But now, this post is about how I have conquered the shower. Seriously guys, I was in need of a Gandalf staff, solely so I could dramatically declare my superiority over it in defense of human kind. But I succeeded in defeating the balrog that was my shower without falling into a dark fiery pit of doom.

I'm a huge nerd. But have you noticed how no one has clean hair in Middle Earth? Exactly. You did.

Anyway, so my shower was horrible. Even if it had pressure, it ricocheted between boiling and freezing. But I've finally figured it out, how to get HEAT AND PRESSURE! I pressed a few buttons on something in our closet. I am magical.

Another recent finding of mind is that along with my registration at Skoll, I get many e-mails in Dutch that even Google Translate doesn't understand. While this is problematic, this is not the craziest part of these e-mails. The craziest part is what I did understand. When I went to the boathouse to register, I spent a little time wandering through the ridiculously large building looking for people. During this wander, I walked into a large, wooden room filled with tables and a dance floor. Against the wall? A BAR.

Today, in an e-mail, I found out something also magical. While my debit card had provided them with my launch fee, it also registered me for a tab at said bar. A TAB. I thought tabs only existed in worlds in which Humphrey Bogart delivered pithy lines and people smoked in black and white. Of course, I can track my tab online, which is useful, but seriously guys.

What kind of world am I living in? THE BOATHOUSE HAS A BAR.

I am also amused that I was informed about this and still have yet to find out when I'm actually going to...you know...row.

Still....MAGIC.