Da Dome

16,000 plus spectators sitting to watch the Orangemen, #1, try but with not enough oomph, to beat #2 Virginia. My first Lacrosse game ever and it's rather quirky I've never seen a game before. I'm now hooked. Great sport. Full of action and some amazing agility.

I feel rather bad leaving peanut shells on the floor, but I figure they could become friends with all the popcorn.

When I'm truly exhausted, I think Ellen

Seriously. There's something marvelously quirky about her choice to begin her program with dancing. If only random bursts of music played on loud speakers around the world and we all were forced to bust a move at least once a day. We dance too little. We stress too much.

Try to find a moment today, just a little one, and get jiggy with it.

You know when you live in Syracuse when...

The temperature hits 40 degrees and students all over campus are wearing shorts outside and spring jackets. You can't make it up, but it's true. It goes above freezing for the first time and people are out mowing their lawns, planting gardens and roller skating.

AND I DON'T BLAME THEM!

The Simple Life

Perhaps its because I have minimal exposure to lifestyles of the rich and ridiculous (e.g., The Hamptons) or maybe it is my obsession of brats or it could be the goal for this year to think about quirkiness, but last night I was thinking about the HBO documentary, "Born Rich," which inevitably led me to think about "The Simple Life." What is it about watching the shenanigans of flippant rich kids that intrigues the American culture? Do we crave such care free vanity? I don't know. What I do know is that Paris Hilton and Nicole Ritchie intrigue me. They don't need to be in the limelight, but work hard to get there.

And then there is a generation of live girls (and boys) who idol them. Perhaps this is even quirkier. To learn more about this, visit any high school and spot such behavior. It's something.

One of these days I'll get a good photo of myself

For thirty seven years I've tried to take a good photograph. Alas, it hasn't happened yet and no matter how much I try to look somewhat normal when a flash goes off, I always look like a warped Picasso painting. So, I give up and give in to the quirkiness of the camera and let whatever image that arrives prevail.

Inspired by Kirsten's cupcakes

Once upon a time, like before I moved home, my mother always celebrated my birthday by making me cherry chip cupcakes with cherry flavored icing. Because I was born so close to Valentine's Day, this tradition was normed in my life, including the 14 years she mailed cake mixes to me in Kentucky to bake my own birthday treats.

On Saturday, celebrating Kirsten's birthday, her friends brought a tray of gourmet cupcakes from a place in Camillus. They were delicious and it inspired me to learn about the history of the cupcake.

It also inspired me to find this monster cupcake which I'm sending after my mom to bite her in the nose for not baking me cupcakes this year.

Chomp.

One of my favorite Gary Larson cartoons

The Far Side is near to my heart. I think of this cartoon every time I walk into a door. I wish Gary Larson still added flavor to our world.