Heath

I'm saddened by the news of Heath Ledger's death. I'm surprised that the bios of Heath in stories about his death don't mention is first American TV show Roar. That Summer of 97 show on Fox was awesomely bad. Good times in Gburg that summer.

Slogan

I heard some female students talking over the weekend. They claimed the slogan for the school should be "You'll find your bridesmaids but not the groom." They also said that if you're looking for personality, you can find guys, but if you're looking for more than that...

Dental Mystery

I went to my first dentist appointment at my new locale. The dentist asked if I grind my teeth. I wouldn't really know that, and I tend to wear a retainer. He noticed that one of my teeth is worn down. I now know which one he means. I'm looking at pictures, trying to figure out when this occurred--if it happened suddenly (like getting hit in the mouth during ultimate) or if it happened gradually.

The following are not for the weak of stomach.

Here's a picture of my smile from graduation. Look on the left half of my mouth (you facing, not my left). It's the second tooth from the left. It's much smaller, without a point, compared to the second tooth from the right.



Compare to the pointy tooth (now third from the right) in this picture, also from graduation:



I can't believe none of you noticed this before. You don't usually notice my hair cuts either.

From other pictures, I know that this tooth has been point-less since graduation. It looks like it's been worn down since December 2006. I don't have enough close-ups of me to analyze my smile easily. I wish I were more vain. I go back to the dentist soon for a cleaning, so I will ask him about if it's possible that I broke the tooth in ultimate and what the tooth looked like in my 2004 x-rays.

One of the Joys of Being 30

I was walking down the steps of my building and happened to see two guys on a couch and one of them (I didn't see which) threw garbage on the floor. They laughed, and one looked up who saw me walking down the steps. I mailed my letter (which was in a different direction), then went back and picked up their litter and asked if one of them dropped that. They pointed at each other. I tossed the litter in between them and let them deal with it.

My friend saw this go down, and she said, "Good for you."

I don't think I'm overstating what I did when I say that I'm a hero.

I learned that trick from my dad: don't accuse, just ask if they had dropped it. (Dad gave someone their garbage and innocently said, "Excuse me, sir, you dropped this," like he was being helpful.) I thought I would have to wait until I grew to be six-feet tall with a mustache before I could confront a litter bug. It's also convenient that I'm at school in a position with some authority. I don't know if I could do that on the street yet.

Yup, I'm a hero.

Incredulous

Frank is watching the Sarah Connor Chronicles. He doesn't understand how they have the money to stay in these different homes. I asked, "Of all of it, that's the part you find hard to believe?" He glared.

He's finding more things that aren't consistent with "The Story".

The Skeleton

(Did I get Kristina's attention?)

During er, the local news advertised that they had a news story about a skeleton that was found at a construction site and the information about the skeleton that may surprise me.

Luckily, the news led with this story. The bones were found at a construction site in Lexington. OK, now I'm more interested. Then, they mentioned where the bones were found--corner of Nelson and Randolph. I didn't think much of it. Then, I realized that that's the construction site that I walk past everyday on my way to school.

The skeleton appears to be a woman, possibly buried in the 18th or 19th century. They don't think there was any foul play. Bummer.

The Roanoke Times story is more understandable, but the WSLS story has pictures (sorry, no close ups).

I heard that there is a Cold Case episode loosely based on this event.

Comfort

We all have different definitions of when we feel comfortable. For Sydney, it's lying on her scratcher in the sun. Syd's head is lying on the floor in this picture. Dad says that Sydney looks like a cat who had the scratcher as a kitten and didn't realize that she outgrew it.