Great article about Bigg

That’s pronounced with a soft ‘g’ sound, by the way. As in, short for Biggio.

Anyway, the good folks at The Crawfish Boxes have a nice article about the amazing game we saw last night. If you don’t care for sports at all, you might not understand why this occasion means so much to Biggio’s fans. But if you do like sports, or if you have a passion for anything else that you can’t control, you probably know what all of us Astros followers went through.

Yeah, I’m cheesy, but damnit, I love baseball.


You guys wanna hear a good song?

Here ya go:

Do you think she’d sing at my wedding?


Craig Biggio has reached 3000 hits!!! And added 2 more!!!

I can’t tell you how much I love this game, this team, this player right now. Biggio ended up going 5 for 6 tonight, which in itself is impressive for a 41 year old player (any player, really). I doubt many outside of Houston really cared that much, and I have no idea (but doubt seriously) if ESPN cut into their programming to show the extended standing ovation that Biggio got from the crowd and from his teammates.

The best thing about this is that Biggio’s family was there. His boys were in the dugout with him, his wife and daughter were in the front row. And he couldn’t stop hugging and kissing his family during the celebration for him. How many other athletes these days have the kind of values this guy has? He even pulled Jeff Bagwell out of the dugout so that the fans could see him on the field again. During his big moment, he wanted his friend to get some applause too.

Oh yeah, AND the Astros actually won tonight, with a walk-off grand slam by Carlos Lee. This team might not be having a great year, but they’re giving us some magical moments.

I don’t care how many people make fun of me for this; I’ll always be an Astros fan. And I’ll always remember Bagwell and Biggio. I grew up watching these guys, and I couldn’t be happier for Bigg right now.

Pink Prank Project

Here’s the website for the project, with several awesome pictures.

All alone

I’m all alone in the office right now. One co-worker is in a meeting, one is on vacation, and one is interviewing applicants for a new position. It’s so quiet in here, even though I just tuned in to a radio station via the web. By the by, I don’t think I like the band Parts & Labor. Or maybe I just don’t like them right now, because I really don’t want to be listening to them while at work. Basically, I don’t want to be at work.

Our office houses four people, two workstations for graduate students/work studys, faculty and phd mailboxes, a sparkletts water bottle (yeah, I’m the only one who changes that–thanks for teaching me how, former job!) and a copy room. During the summer there is little traffic here, and even with all workers present it can get a bit quiet and lonely. Being the only one here at the moment, it’s almost unbearable.

I’ve already burned myself out a bit on the wedding planning. Or maybe I haven’t–maybe it’s just that one of the big things is probably already taken care of, which eliminates a lot of searching. And maybe it’s that some things I can’t do from here, like interview photographers. Especially when one of them has an office in a town that’s 2 hours away.

Oh thank goodness. The radio station just started playing The Arcade Fire. The morning’s looking up.

The News

By now most of you readers know this (or have figured it out), but I’ve finally informed the family and can now inform the blogging world that…

I’m engaged!!

It happened two weekends ago during the big beach house vacation. It wasn’t planned, but it turned out better than any planned proposal. I won’t bore you with the details. I’ll just tell you that at first I didn’t believe I was actually hearing those words, and I distinctly remember saying, “Is that a real question?”

Right now we’re looking at next year, anywhere in the neighborhood of May-July. Originally it was August, but since I want an outdoor evening wedding and don’t want to kill my guests and wedding party with the heat, I thought I should move it up to May. Then it became apparent that most weddings have already booked places for May (and even June), so we’re including June and July.

And we’re off with the planning. Or I guess I should say that I’m off with the planning. Jared has given me a few opinions so far, but as of now I’m doing most of the searching. Which, truly, is probably best, since I’m the typical girl who’s been pre-planning for years now. I never anticipated that it’d be this difficult though. Finding a venue for the ceremony and reception, finding a dress, finding flowers, cakes, a photographer, shoes, alcohol, food, parking spaces…this isn’t going to be a walk in the park. But so far it’s been a lesson in patience, diligence, and bargain shopping. Luckily I’m surrounded by a great group of people who will be able to help me cut costs by sharing their talents.

I’m looking forward to this. I’m looking forward to having fun with my friends and family, and I’m most of all looking forward to finally being able to wake up with Jared every day. Because let me tell you, the hardest part of starting a new week is leaving him for another city.


This week I gave into the power that is So You Think You Can Dance. That’s a lot of fun to type, by the way.

I’ve always loved watching people dance. It’s a strange fascination for me, especially since I am by no means talented enough to ever attempt the kind of dancing I love to ogle. I’m not saying I love it all (contemporary dance does nothing for me; neither does half-naked rap video dancing), but I am saying that I will sit down and watch Center Stage or Dirty Dancing over and over and over and over again. And not for the acting. Because there’s rarely any acting in movies like that. I watch those kind of movies for the dancing.

This is also why I like to watch musicals, especially the old school movie musicals with Gene Kelly or Fred Astaire. I love seeing how luxuriously smooth dancing can be, and those movies are great showcases for that. I also like watch huge groups of people dancing the same steps in complete unison. That just blows my mind. How did they all get their feet to go that direction at the same time?

Anyway, SYTYCD is by far a mostly cheesy reality show. The judges are obnoxious most of the time, the music mostly sucks ass, and the dancers are still learning. But man, when there’s talent present, it’s a beautiful show to watch. Here’s an example (including cheesy music and judges).

Does anyone understand my weird love of watching dance? Or do you guys have other guilty pleasures?