Monday, December 17, 2007

Things realized...

Just a few things I realized since coming home...

  • Jon and I have a lot more in common than meets the eye. We both like things simple, and hate overly decorated things. Jewelry, watches, clothes, etc.
  • I talk to Ashley Talley online whenever I can when I'm home.
  • I eat at the right times instead of at 3pm for lunch and 12:30am for dinner.
  • I watch a shitload more tv.
  • I get a cold every time I come home.
  • I like MeTime more here at home and tend to turn down invites to just sit around knitting, watching movies, or baking or something.

Well it's not much...but its an update, right? Enjoy your break everyone!

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Espresso...not eXpresso

I really should be studying for Interior Design since I have an 8am final tomorrow, but I just had to write a little bit about my conversation with Al I just had.

Al works here at the coffeehouse that I come to all the time and she made some really cool latte art in my drink tonight, which spawned a conversation about how a barista can really get emotionally integrated with their drinks they make. I completely agree. I don't really know if I can flat out say I'm a barista. I work at a coffee place on campus, but everything is done for you. You don't have to tamp the espresso or steam the milk, relying on how the temperature feels on your hand to know when its done, and you don't really get a chance to deliver a quality beverage. At my coffee place, it's more about quantity, rather than quality. Still I try.

Every drink that requires sauce drizzle on top, I make a little flower, and for the first time in the entire 4 months I've worked there so far, I got my first compliment about the flower. One time, there was just one person in line, and I had just opened, so the container we steam the milk in was cold - perfect for making great foam for a latte, and latte art - so I took my chance.

I steamed the milk perfectly, using the thermometer in the container to gauge when I should froth the milk and when I should steam it. The result: perfect foam. I then used the techniques I learned from a video I saw on youtube and made an apple in the woman's latte. When I went to give it to her, I showed her the art and was like, "Look! I made an apple in your latte! That's the first latte art I've done!" and she goes, "Uh, can I just have my drink?"

Total shutdown. But no matter, I still try to make quality beverages, despite the need to go quickly at my workplace. Hopefully I can get my job at the cafe at home again this summer and have the opportunity to make great espresso drinks and lattes. Everyone should come visit me and get a drink!

Thursday, December 6, 2007

F*** History

No...not my saying. Turns out someone hates history enough at IUP to scratch that phrase into a prof's desk in his office with a paper clip.

Now, I'm going to try to prove to people that history is actually interesting...and more often than not - moving and inspiring. A few good stories from American history oughta do the trick...


Virginia - 1765

In response to the passing of the Stamp Act (an effort by the British crown to tax the colonists for their "protection" they gave them during the French and Indian War) Patrick Henry vehemently spoke out against it in the House of Burgesses...

“Tarquin and Caesar had each his Brutus, Charles I. his Cromwell, and George III." –and here he was interrupted by the cry of ‘treason’- "may profit by their example; if this be treason, make the most of it.” And as one scholar notes, “This is the way that the fire began; Virginia rang the alarm bell for the continent.”


How about another story about the same guy? Let's jump to March 1775, when Patrick Henry is attempting to establish a unified militia in the colonies to rise up against the British, but the men of the Continental Congress aren't having any of it...so he makes his famous "Give Me Liberty!" speech, but most people only know what he said and nothing more...former President John Tyler was told a story about the moving speech by the grandson of Patrick Henry...enjoy...


Philadelphia - 1775

"Mr. Henry was holding a paper cutter in his right hand: and when he came to that part of his speech in which he said: ‘I know not what course others may take.’ He cast a glance at these gentlemen, and bending his head forward, and with stooping shoulders, and with submissive expression of countenance, he crossed his wrists, as if to be bound; then suddenly straightening up, a bold, resolute purpose of soul flashed over his countenance, and then struggling as if trying to burst his bonds, his voice swelled out in boldest, vibrant tones; ‘Give me liberty!’ Then wrenching his hands apart, and raising aloft his hand with the clenched paper-cutter, he exclaimed; ‘Or give me death!’ and aimed at his breast, as with a dagger and dropped to his seat.
"The effect, continued Mr. Tyler, was electrical. There was more in the tones and the action than in the words. The house was still as death…the members started from their seats. ‘The cry ‘to arms’ seemed to quiver on every lip and gleam in every eye.’"


You want something more Colonial? How about the Walking Purchase of 1737?

"Thomas Penn and James Logan conducted the "Walking Purchase," perhaps the most notorious land swindle in colonial history -which is saying a great deal. Unable to stop invading squatters, the local Lenni Lenape band agreed to relinquish a tract that would be bounded by what a man could walk around in thirty-six hours. Of course, the Lenni Lenape expected to lose only a modest parcel, but Logan and Penn had made elaborate preparations to maximize their purchase. They employed scouts to blaze a trail, and they trained three runners. On the appointed Septemmber day, the runners astonished and infuriated the lenni Lenape by racing around a tract of nearly twelve hundred square miles, including most of their homeland. Retail sale of farms within the tract ultimately earned the proprietors nearly 90,000 pounds sterling."




Now I hope that helped you get a better perspective on how awesome (and sometimes amusing) history can be.

Monday, December 3, 2007

All I want for Christmas is...some dirt?

While browsing the website for Little People, Big World I came across the Roloff family's website. Once there, I found you could buy shirts, mugs, and hats with the Roloff Farms logo on it and got uber excited...but this is most definitely the cream of the crop...



The label reads:

Roloff Farm Country Style Dirt

Roloff Farm dirt has been naturally washed by Oregon rain and gently sun-dried to perfection.

At Roloff Farm we are dedicated to dirt. Without dirt it would be impossible to do what we do best... play in it! We love to play (and farm) using our own special blend we call "Roloff Farm Country Style Dirt." It takes nature thousands of years (plus a few days with matt's bulldozer) to produce this amazing product, but we think it's worth the time and effort. We are soooo very pleased to share a little of our dirt with you. We hope you enjoy it as much as we do!

Suggested Uses

* Use sparingly as an extra treat for your indoor house plants.

* Sprinkle some in your yard to inspire it with a little "country attitude."

* Put some in the kitty box. Excellent for cats who don't get outdoors.

* Rub some on your clothes for that "I just worked in the garden" feeling.

* Make a mud pie, "YUM!"

* Great gift idea for city folk.

(All information and pictures borrowed from www.mattroloff.com)

LOVED this. So great.

In need of a warm sweater

Well...winter has finally come to Pennsylvania. And in full blast.

For those of you not reading this from a chilly dorm room at IUP...it's been snowing here all day. The ground I suppose isn't cold enough yet, because it hasn't really stuck (I don't really understand it since the wind is enough to get my body rattling and shaking uncontrollably within an minute of stepping outdoors).

I'm at the coffeehouse, slightly chilly. There seems to be a draft or something, from an open door or a crack in a window. But glancing around at the other patrons in their cozy sweaters of all types makes me yearn for sweater shopping. Some people can really pull off certain styles with flair...Al has on a really simple black sweater that looks SO warm and toasty, yet I'm pretty sure it'd look really goofy on me. Then there's an older woman rocking one of those over patterned colorful sweaters from the 80s...and she looks perfectly fine! I must say, I'm at a loss as to how Andrei (an employee here) isn't freezing with just a t-shirt on. I hear girls are naturally colder than guys...don't really know if that's true or not. But I'm in dier need of a sweater or some gloves or something...leg warmers??

Just a little side story to warm the soul.

Last night I went to Johnstown to pick up my best friend from the train station. While waiting on the platform (with all the nutcases) the church clocks struck 6pm and started playing music. I couldn't believe it, but my favorite Christmas song was playing (O Come, O Come Emmanuel) which I had coincidentally been listening to the entire ride down from Indiana. I hummed it a bit until another church's bells rang out over the song. As the train neared the station, the conductor guy outside on the platform with us would talk to the guy on the train, letting him know which track to take and whatnot...and just before they signed off I heard the man on the train tell the conductor standing next to me, "Hey buddy, if I don't get a chance to see or talk to you before the holidays, you have a Merry Christmas and many blessings to you and your family." My heart just swelled at that one. I always loved Christmas.

Just not this snow!