Sing Us A Song, Random Piano Man

I'm sort of bummed I'm not in London for this, but apparently there's this artist that's putting pianos all over the cities of London and New York City so that people can just sit down and play.

The whole thing is supposed to encourage creativity, and honestly, the idea is pretty fantastic. Just having the chance to see an amateur busker going for it on a street corner - or see Cyndi Lauper jamming in Time Square, as she supposedly did.

My only fear is the road hazard. I hope no one gets mowed down halfway through like Fur Elise or anything. Like you're driving down the street and whoops! Street musician roadkill.

Summer School Silence

I was sort of expecting the first day of summer school to be a freaking nightmare, but shockingly it's going pretty well.

It started off sort of crappy.

My alarm went off at 6, which, ew. After hauling my ass out of bed by like 6:15 and getting dressed and all I moseyed my way down Kirkwood Highway to Stanton, where the fun fest is being held this year. Found myself hanging with the other teachers in the gym lobby, with them yelling at a few kids to take their hats off (they refused) and taunting them for seeing the same kids again from the school year.

Which is just cruel, really. If you didn't pass Spanish the first time with a teacher, you're stuck wtih them again? Bummer.

But once I got in the classrooms after straightening everything out tech wise(for some reason, I've been designated tech support. I know, right?) I discovered the kids were relatively well behaved. I mean yeah, there's the idiot in the corner that was with me last year for the same thing and isn't doing work, and then there's one to my right who's staring at the start up screen, but the kids around me are doing surprisingly well. Like, they want to get their shit done and go home.

It's Official: I'm an Apple Whore

It started when I got a Macbook Pro for my "beloved" Park School of Communications when I started my freshman year of college. I'm entering my senior year of university (yikes) and I'm still a big fan of my baby DiRegno.

More on how I name my appliances after shows I love later.

I then got an iPod classic because my Dell DJ - which I adored and still really do like - couldn't sync with my school laptop. Which isn't really good, because I could only put new music on it and charge it when I was home on breaks every few months. I fell in love with that as well, and how easy it was to use.

And when that one started to fritz on me 3 years later - meaning I've restarted it like 30 times in the last 3 days - I decided to break down and buy myself a newer model. I needed something capable of holding 20 plus GB of music (thanks, BoGirls!) and some photos if I could swing it that way. I decided to go with the 32 GB iTouch - one that could shuffle just by shaking it, had WiFi, and could essentially do everything that an iPhone can do except make phone calls. I found one for $250 at Costco ($50 cheaper than it was at the Apple store) and have fallen in love with it.

Unfortunately, this pricey little toy came in the same week that I had to replace my cell phone. So it's a good thing I have two jobs this summer.

My Driver's License! Now with 100% More Federal Compliance!

I guess one of the perks of getting my whole purse and wallet stolen was the fact that I had to renew my license for my 21st birthday. So Corinne and I took a field trip to the local DMV to get my new license.

After missing the turn and almost hitting a dude in a pickup on the way in, we took a number and got behind the other half of the state. Seriously, like 50% of the population of Delaware must've been there, and like 50% of that 50% had tattoos and looked like trash. We were A286, and we came in where it was A212. So it was good there were two of us to talk, because I had no book with me.

Once I got up to the front of the window - 2 hours later - I provided all the information to the guy behind the counter. He stared at me like I was stupid and asked "And where's your old driver's license?" I had to explain my whole purse got stolen, and he pretended to be sympathetic. He told me that I had enough stuff to have a federally compliant license (well, duh, that was the point) and when it came time to pay, he saw my check and said "I can't accept third party checks." It was one from my Mom, I don't have a checkbook myself yet. Thank God Corinne was there, again, because she had her debit card and ID and I can pay her back.

So yeah. I have a license now. And it's semi-cute. And in a month, it'll be flipped horizontal.

Knock Knock! Who's There? Your Purse Got Stolen

Unfortunately for me, a good date sort of ended with a stolen clutch.

I was mini golfing with John and must have set my zipper purse down for a minute when I realized I had left it behind. I went back for the thing and realized it was gone. It wasn't there, and no one on the course had it. These guys on the side of the place were driving away and laughing hysterically.

The purse didn't have too much cash in it, but it did have my debit card, Kohl's card, student ID, and license.

Mmmmm...the sweet taste of FAIL.