Speaking of onions...

Since I am forever the English major (and mostly because I'm half-delirious from lack of sleep), I just Googled 'onion' to ensure of the correct spelling for my previous entry. In doing so, I found The National Onion Association. No joke.

Did you know that the average American eats 21 pounds of onions per year? Libya boasts the highest per capita consumption of onions in the world (66.8 pounds of onions consumed per person per year). There are less than 1,000 onion farmers in the United States and if you want to get rid of onion breath, eat parsley.

The website is actually interesting, if you can get past the fact that it's all about onions. You can catch up on your onion history, find recipes, and even search for onion quotes (I know, I'm not sure I get it, either). There is even a Media Center and Press Kit, because you never really know when a vegetable crisis will hit. Who knows, right?

And the funny part is, I really don't even like onions.

Ugh

Tonight, I ate my weight in French Onion dip. Not a good choice.

Movie review

I saw Cars today, and after reading Max's review of the same movie on his blog, I was inspired to write my own. I thoroughly enjoyed the flick. I love animated movies (Little Mermaid and Anastacia are favorites) so the fact that it was a Disney/Pixar creation had me excited even before the movie started. It had a cute but predictable plot (I agree, Max) but also many funny one-liners. I even teared at one point, which I am not afraid to admit. Stop laughing; animation can be emotionally moving. But the best part? The movie contained Rascal Flatts' rendition of "Life Is A Highway."

So bad it's good

Working orientation for first-year students allows you a certain access, though limited, into the psyche of those who have actually graduated college and have been accepted into this institution of higher education. But many times, I wonder. For instance, this morning a girl approached me and said that she was not on the registered list for this particular session. "What is your college?" I asked her, expecting something like "Liberal Arts." She stared at me, then said, "UNH."

Well obviously. Eeek.

Things that make me happy

--naps
--Boston baked beans
--diet peach Snapple iced tea
--walkie talkies and code names
--80's music
--my black "where's the flood?" pants
--inside jokes
--free pens

Say what?

The other day, I kid you not, I saw a moose trotting down the street. If you don't believe me, I have witnesses. A short time later, the moose was spotted again--this time with one Durham cop car on its trail and another one on the way.

Ah, New Hampshire. Nothing like a moose-sighting to stir things up in town when the college kids are home.