YOWZAAAAA

While I am sure the inventor of "rapex" a new female like condom has good intentions, I have my concerns about the product. From what I understand, the woman wears a condom type device that has hooks and barbs on the inside that will hook into the man. This will cause enough pain, allowing the victim to get away, according to the creator.

Read about it for yourself:

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9145415/

Fish fry?

I have been harassed at work all baseball season...living in Chicago and being a Cardinals fan isn't easy. Espically when the Sox were off to such a great start. All I heard at work was "How does it feel to be a fan of the second best team in baseball?"

Well, now I can say..."I am a fan of the best team in baseball."
Go Cards!

Hopefully they will beat the Marlins tonight with Matty Mo on the mound.

Summit...2 years ago...

Good golly this is a blast from the past.
L to R: May, Me, Vanis, Carly, Megan, Eddie, Gabe, and V Train

Over the years of RAing it had become tradition to take the new RAs under our wings during training week and all go out and have a good time. Forgetting about things like programming paper work, WOW events, bulletin boards, door decs and the dreaded RARs. During this particular night out we went to the Summit to enjoy a few cocktails and got a little crazy(as evidenced by our empty Sexy Alligator glasses on the table). We made a pit stop in Daum to hang out in Eddie room and use his restroom. After we got back to Dirty Burge that night, things stayed right on the out of control path. Two girls had the great idea to take apart a fan while it was running...Fortunately no one got hurt. However, we were all hurting a little the next day as we sat in hours of training sessions, listening to our managers drone on and on. At one point, I looked down at my flip flops(the same ones I had worn out the night before) and saw they had crusted vomit on them. Some girl had puked in the bathroom and it splattered onto my shoe(fortunately it wasn't anyone that was out with us). The highlight of the day was fire panel training at 3pm...And Vanis knows why...ha ha. I just wanted to throw up(no pun intended) a picture of a good time of days gone by. This was one great night with one great staff...miss you guys.

Artsy Fartsy

After Flavor Fest we took a bus to Bucktown and went to the Bucktown Arts Festival. There I played this tambourine that was mosaiced.We had a good time looking at all the pretties then listened to a great band called Clyde Federal...who were playing at the fest. It was a long day outside but it was good to get out and do "Chicagoy" things.

Flava Flave

Jenne and I went to Flavor Fest today which was a organic foods festival sponsered by While Foods Market.We payed a $5 donation to get in then got TONS of free organic food and this snazzy bag. I think I can speak for both of us when I say we had a g-r-e-a-t time.

My Cousin's Wedding

Back row(L to R): Grandpa, Josh, Stace, Chris Front row: Grandma

On Saturday, my cousin Chris got married to his now wife, Nicole. The wedding was very nice and I enjoyed being able to see my family. We even got Grandpa and Grandma to the wedding. Congrats Chris.

Funny thing: We are the only 3 grandchildren in the family and I am the shortest one. HA HA

Kinnick Again

Here is the same picture at another angle. Shown is the corner of Melrose and Hawkins Dr.

The new Kinnick

This weekend I drove through Iowa City on the way to my cousins wedding. I got to see the new construction on Kinnick. It's looking good! This picture was taken on Melrose facing north. Think where the old tennis courts on Melrose were.

My roommate's blog

Maybe all my roommate needs is a little encouragement to blog more often. Go to Jenne's blog at http://jenronni.blogspot.com and leave her a little encouarging comment to blog. It has been over 2 months since her last post.

BLOG JENNE BLOG!!!

Friends are there to keep it in perspective

So tonight, I was talking to Mel on the phone after I got off work. She informed me that Wojo in her opinion was not a dream boat and that she didn't picture him to look anything like what she thought my future husband would look like. I agreed with her that he is not typically what I would be attracted to. However, in my defense, I did not originally like Wojo for his looks but for how he played the game of basketball.

After a while, we got to discussing what our "ideal" would look like. My conclusion was:
--ideally between 6'2" and 6'6"
--medium to dark brown hair
--not pale skin
--medium to think build(but toned)

We both also came to the conclusion that we just want an average guy. We aren't looking for models by any means.

Which led us to wonder...where are the average men of the world?

I dont' know if this post made any sense. It's late. I'm tired.

Peace out...SL

what a dream boat

Dear Mr. Wojciechowski,

You are my future husband. The good news is you are 29 and single and I am 24 and single. The bad news is you live in Durham and I live in Chicago. We can work on that.

Love,
Your future wife(AKA Stacey Wojciechowski)

Proud to be a Hawkeye

With the first Iowa football game only 26 days away, I am proud to say that I am a Hawkeye. Iowa City, IA was recently selected by The Sporting News as the Number 1 college football city in America...and I couldn't agree more. The school can try to contain our spirit by closing down the Fieldhouse parking lot, but they will never be able to...it will spread to other places like Olive Court. Here's the scoop!

The following story was written by Tom Dienhart of The Sporting News
Go ahead. Call Iowa fans bumblebees. They'll shrug their shoulders, scream louder and hug their Hawkeyes tighter.
That's what it's all about in Iowa City. Hootin'. Hollerin'. And -- most of all -- living and dying Hawkeyes football, all while decked out in black and gold. (Yee-haw to the crazies proud enough to strut in those bib overalls with the vertical black-and-gold stripes!)
But that passion and reverence is only part of why the crown of best college football city is nestled along the Iowa River. The action between the white lines the past three years -- 31-7 record and three consecutive January bowls -- has been unprecedented in these parts, elevating the program to college football's luxury suite. All of this tall corn has offered legendary Hawkeyes radio play-by-play voice Jim Zabel ample opportunity to chortle his favorite refrain: "I love it! I love it! I love it!"
A quaint blip-of-a-burg located a short Drew Tate toss off I-80 in eastern Iowa, this is where you will find King Kirk. (That's coach Kirk Ferentz to you nonbumblebees.) And red-brick Kinnick Stadium -- named for 1939 Heisman Trophy winner Nile Kinnick -- is the X-marks-the-spot of Saturday insanity.
Downtown, bumblebees pour in and out of establishments such as Joe's Place, an Iowa classic. Many fans never make it off their bar stools to the game. A short walk away is Kinnick, where the players trot onto the field hands locked, with the captains in front -- a grand entrance, inspired by Hayden Fry, called the "Swarm." Fitting. About that time, P.A. announcer Mark Abbott trumpets: "Here come the Hawkeyes!"
That's enough to set off the fans lucky enough to be in the stands, where they hope later to sing "In Heaven There Is No Beer" when the game is in hand -- which almost always is the case these days for their Hawkeyes.

Somebody, get me a gun

It may be the worst fashion crime ever commited...SOCKS WITH SANDALS! I just hate it.
Aaron sent me a link for flip flop socks...if you're wearing flip slops, you shouldn't be wearing no socks!
This place needs to be put out of business.
Check it out, it is the ultimate camel toe.

We grill for the thrill

It has almost become a Sunday night tradtion: grilling on the front stoop. You might ask, "Why in the heck is Mel(from Madison, WI) in the picture?" Well, I had to work 7am-330pm today and had 2 messages from Mel. She had been in Cary, IL visitng one of our sorority sisters and had missed her bus back to the land-o-cheese. Megan picked her up while I was at work. We convinced Mel to take an even later bus and stay and grill out with us for dinner. She did and I think she had a good time. It was the best suprise all week to see Mel.

It's my new obsession

On the left is a 22oz soda. On the right is what Jenne and I call "the bucket". It if 44 ounces of amazing fountain Diet Coke fromt he White Hen on Taylor St. We frequently walk there to buy these beasts for a measly $1.25.