Welcome to the Gym, Would You Like a Cigarette?

I hauled my bum straight from work to the Santa Fe rec center to get my swim on, and parked next to this car:

One cigarette per rep?

Chew on This, Wrigley's

Dear Wrigley's,

The paper-like material you now wrap individual pieces of Extra gum in is ineffective in humid places--like the entire coastal region of southern California.

It makes your gum appear and taste like it is pre-chewed.

That's gross.

Please bring back the foil wrappers.

And the Extra bubble gum formula that lasts more than 10 minutes.

Thank you.

Love,

Erin

P.S. Your mansion in Phoenix is rad.

Becoming a Trekkie

A few days after Christmas, I watched the new Star Trek movie with coachubby and our parents. Inspired by J.J. Abrams' camera shaking and directing techniques, we created our own short films.

Et voici, les films:

Heavenly Earthquake

Starring: Me & Coachubby's Mom & Dad

Lurch

Starring: Me, Little Bro, Mom, Dad, Coachubby's Dad

The Peril of Having Bangs

Stanford Cycling Makes the Big Time

No, not the team. The random cyclists on campus.

The NY Times has decided that perhaps your everyday campus cyclist was meant to walk. At least that's what I got out of it.

Check it out here.

As someone with 4 bikes and ambitions of owning an entire 3-car garage-sized fleet of bicycles, I wholeheartedly disagree. Seeing people who are not "cyclists" and who will never wear spandex in any color let alone black riding bikes makes me happy. Even if they wobble and I have to do ninja tricks to get to class without being taken out by an iPhone-wielding, cruiser-riding, 18-year old hipster.

At least his tight pants won't get caught in the chain.

Is Your College Douche-y?

Mine made it onto GQ's "America's 25 Douchiest Colleges" list. Did yours?

It should no longer perplex anyone why no straight girl attending Vassar College ever had a boyfriend during her undergrad years.