What does the fox say?

Today was just a weirdass day.

For serious.

Took my cough medicine in the morning, so that may explain some of it but not all of it.

Only scheduled to work from 1:30-4:30.

Spent those three hours creating crafty stuff out of paper mache with the one teen that showed up.

We attempted to make a tiger but it turned out all lumpy so we tossed the body, kept the head and attempted something else.

That didn't work out either.

I'm not crafty.

Decided to stay over at the farmhouse, pull up and see this out front.




Festive, until I looked closer.



Not sure what's scarier - the dude or the rusty blade he's holding.

I dumped my stuff then headed over to help Favorite Sister-In-Law with her homework.

Research stuff, I do it for a living.

Went back to the farmhouse after, turn on the lights, saw this and screamed.



Thank god he left the blades outside otherwise I would have made a run for it.

Mom didn't believe they had blades until Dad confirmed it. He calls them the "Happy Reapers".

So I post about it on Facebook and Info-man posts about them waiting for me to go to sleep.

Not cool by the way, gonna have nightmares.

And mom thinks is hilarious so she's laughing.

I'm sure dad brought them in on purpose, it's ridiculous. They're on the couch across from me and I feel like at any moment they're gonna turn their heads. Every two minutes I look up just to make sure they're still frozen in the same position.

Watch I'll wake up and they'll be in my room.

Anyway, the weirdness continues as I download song #60 for dad's iPod. Every time I come home he has lists of new songs he wants.

This week's list ranges from The Who to Connie Francis.

Yeah I don't know who she is either.

So here I sit, waiting as they download, watching some Big Bang Theory.

Episode #4. Sheldon's jealous that Stuart asked out Amy. One of my favorite scenes of all time coming up inside the movie theater.

This is after I finished both the Husker game and SNL.

Did I mention it was a big list?

On to the music.

Okay, prepare for the ridiculous. Even moreso than this post.

The Fox - Ylvis


so everyone was commenting about this damn song and i knew nothing about it until favorite sister-in-law played me the today show clip of them performing it live.

ps - in the today show live performance there is a group of old women jumping up and down screaming out the lyrics.

for serious.

and i'm out.

your whisper so clear, the world disappears...

Have you ever had one of those days that you hear something so unexpected that it just completely and totally throws off your entire day?

It didn't help that it was in the middle of the night.

And then I woke up thinking I dreamed it, cause it's one of those way-out-there-never-see-it-coming kind of things.

And then I checked my phone and realized it wasn't a dream.

So then today was just all wonky.

Plus I woke up early to dig out my car, ended up spinning sideways out of the parking space and drove right out, apparently parking diagonal actually works.

Even when it wasn't on purpose.

So I didn't get as much sleep as I should have which made said day even more wonky.

It was just...unexpected.

I have no other words.

But you know, it's a good thing.

My problem is that I'm protective right, to a fault really.

Sketch doesn't even tell me about her boyfriends, let alone introduce us.

Anyway, I'm just protective and I want the best for her, but I'm staying out of it.

Cause she's grown and all that.

And she's happy.

Giddy really.

So we'll see where this goes.

Anyway, aside from all that wonky stuff, I finished Lie To Me.

What the crap?! Seriously.

Clearly they were expecting to do another season because there was no end to that ending.

And at the same time, no real cliffhanger either.

Just a general, unsolved-ness.

If that makes sense.

But with how crappy that last season was there was no way it was getting renewed.

Which didn't help my wonky day.

So now I'm watching Red in search of some sense of normalcy.

Since I fell asleep watching it every night for like a month.

Or two.

Okay it was three.

But anyway, am in need of some normal routine stuff, and since I could think of no other solutions and I had a craving to watch it ever since I saw the preview for the sequel...tada!

What else from today?

Sent our webmaster the Reader's Theater videos and photos. He's gonna upload them to the website, huzzah!

I'm really proud of how they turned out. Especially the pigeon one.

Long story.

But they were great and we shall do it again next year.

And Teen Tech Week is coming along. I had to go out and buy the freakin' candy in the snow yesterday and made it in time for delivery this morning.

That was another huzzah moment.

So my job, for now, is done. End of the week they'll send all the forms back and then Cabin Fever will draw the winner for the iTunes card and we'll be good until next year.

When someone else can take charge and come up with something better.

Even though the "teen experience" crew said it was great.

Ummmm....did some homework. Wrote up the overview of that interview, now gotta wait for other classmates to write up theirs so we can do a discussion board.

Oh yeah, speaking of class, totally crashed one today.

In Special Libraries you know, and today they stopped by the work branch to visit one of our in-house special libraries. It was amusing, they all walked in and went, you work here? It was amusing.

So I crashed their class for my 15 minute break.

Asked my question and ran.

Professor found it humorous.

Actually encouraged my crashing of class.

So does that take away the "crash" when the professor is okay with it?

Cause I feel like the whole point of crashing something is to show up unannounced in like an unapproved manner.

You know, cause like people crash weddings they're not invited to. But I was in fact, invited, so perhaps crashed isn't the best word.

Even though, during my introduction, the professor said I was crashing class.

So she not only approved of said crashing, but she also called it crashing so then I think that re-confirms that it was a crash afterall.

Cause she said it.

I'm going around in circles and none of that made sense whatsoever so skip it please.

I told you my day was wonky, this was my thought process ALL DAY.

"Open the pig!"

Sorry, Red.

"Poop to that" has become a common phrase between myself and Oldest Sister.

Okay so that's wonkyness, the class crashing, more wonkyness, Lie to Me, teen tech week, oh I made spaghetti for supper and then did the homework and now I'm watching Red. Oh and then the car thing this morning and yep, think that's all.

So now I'm gonna go back to watching Red, almost an hour in already and quoting the whole thing while it plays in the background.

Did I mention it was practically every night for three months?

Almost as bad as the Mummy or Returns except not quite to those extremes.

Which goes to show why my mother so is tired of those movies.

"This again?!"

Alright, on to the music and then I'm out.

Before midnight, holy Frank Moses man.

Maroon 5's greatest hits, take 7

How


wish i could see this one live. another one of my top 5, and totally underrated.

Get Back in My Life


love this one, great dance mix.

Runaway


interesting that this one has a video and the others don't. isn't exactly their most popular. not that i don't love it. cause if i didn't i wouldn't post it.

"Listen Plastic-Man."

alright, off to bed. pre-midnight post. holy crap tag in use.

Freakin' Birds.

What a weirdass day.

No, seriously, what a weirdass day.

Where do I begin?

Woke up with still no air-conditioning so I got to call that in. Luckily our maintenance people are fantastic and it was fixed by the time I got home, needed a new fan or something.

Go to work, first thing was the staff meeting. Got to explain the prizes for the teen's summer reading program. They get a free betta fish. How cool is that? And ice cream and Saltdogs tickets and Amigos coupon, etc.

So that was fine.

Everything at work was fine up until like 10. Which is when the staff meeting ended and we opened.

After that I was toast.

Dropped an entire stack of DVDs, discs flying everywhere. That was smooth.

I screwed up telling patrons due dates twice. And I only helped two patrons at the desk that hour.

Though I did get it right immediately after I screwed it over.

But still, obnoxious. I just figured it was cause I was caffeine-less. So I went for a Mountain Dew assuming all will be healed.

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...
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All was not healed.

Okay.

So here's the kicker.

Off-desk hour, usually I spend stocking supplies. Which was my intended goal, so I walk into the backroom and it was just like any other time I walk in the backroom you know daily - actually like 8 times daily - except this time I look over and there's a bird sitting on one of the bookdrop carts.

Me, thinking this is a prank because there's a fake bird somewhere in the building and I know that cause it scared the crap out of me the first time, decide to go check it out.


And I'm walking and I get closer and then... it moved.

I freaked.

Ran to the safety of Queen of the Known Universe and Info-Man at the front desk.

They proceeded to make fun of me.

And told me to call animal control/Superwoman as she was the supervisor on duty that hour.



But she was at lunch, and it was just a bird, so I went with the guard instead.

This guard is a big tall guy, fought in wars, knows lots about weapons and all that so I figured I was safe.

We go to the backroom and devise a plan. Clear a path to the outside door - which was propped open cause the delivery man was there - and scare him towards it.

Sounds like a fine plan, right?

Problem is that birds are uncooperative.

The guard walked towards it making loud noises and waving his arms and the freakin' thing flies STRAIGHT AT ME! Who was standing NOWHERE NEAR THE DOOR WE WERE ATTEMPTING TO LEAD IT TO.

So I'm like crouched in a corner screaming bloody murder, the guard starts chasing the bird around the backroom, it flies all over the place except the direction we want it, and leaving messes wherever it goes - disgusting and I'll get there I promise - finally it flies into the back hallway. Which is good cause that's halfway to the door.

Then it decides to hide in a corner.

At that point I stayed the heck away from the back hallway. Now I just hear the guard yelling, bird wings flapping, and the delivery guy laughing his ass off. I round the corner, still freaking out, and see the door slam with the bird on the other side of it.

Goal.

But oh my god.

Seriously.

So, I go out to the desk still a bit freaked, actually I was basically freaked for the rest of the day but for various other reasons, and Info-Man hits me with "now we know what you're afraid of" implying there will be pranks.

Which I'm prepared for, I had a prank war going with Glee-Loving Boss until I moved to the work branch full time.

But the thing is I'm not scared of birds.

I'm just not a fan of them flying in my direction.

Which I explained to BossLady when she returned from lunch - not Superwoman, BossLady aka my immediate supervisor. I give her a tour of the backroom and all the places the bird went and she resolved to cleaning it up....after she chased me with it. Long story.

I refused to touch it cause I was still in that freak-out mindstate so I followed her around the room and handed her sanitizing wipes. Meanwhile the intern was laughing.

There was a lot of laughing about the incident.

I can now.

I told Mentor "it scared the crap out of me."
and she came back with "it scared the crap out of him too."

Anyway, the rest of the day like every time I opened a door or my locker I paused expecting stuff to fly out at me.

And sadly, that's not the end to the weirdness of today.

So I was in charge of the teen summer reading program today aka "Monster 'Dos" where the College of Hair Design people came and gave a bunch of kids colored hair and scary hairdos that they'll go home, scare their parents with and the parents will probably come back next time and be like, what the heck were you thinking?

Anyway, so I introduced a couple of my TAB kids who talked about TAB and joining and all the stuff we do.

I've seriously had 5 new members within the past two weeks.

And of course we don't meet again until September so there's gonna be a lot of reminder emails and phone calls after the summer.

The event went off without a hitch, and as there was time at the end the kids talked me into getting my hair colored.

Now I have orange lightning bolts with green stars.

They rock and I'm keeping them for the game tomorrow. Gonna rock it out at the stadium.

And since I had to do it we talked Mentor and another one of my youth services supervisors who I joke around a lot with - she's the one I always show my torn up leg to after I play softball cause she screams and tells me to wear pants - into doing it. She got pink hair and Mentor got a green star.

A lot of the little kids got some pretty crazy big hair but I'm not so big on that. Sticking with the lightning bolts and stars for now.

Which reminds me I gotta get my hair dyed before camp. They won't recognize me without it.

And my sideway hat.

Okay, so after work there's rain and hail and major wind, lots of lightning and thunder, actually still doing it. Hope I get this posted before the power goes out or something.

But I managed to get all my homework done and posted and I'm good until class on Saturday.

Will sleep well tonight with my air-conditioner fixed, though I'm guessing I'll have nightmares about birds or something.

Feel like my aunt.

One of the "favorite aunties" is deathly afraid of birds.

Probably partially my father's fault. He used to talk the other "favorite auntie" into chasing her with chickens when they were little.

Speaking of fun aunties, get to jam tomorrow with the Cool Aunt and my two cousins as we're going to the OPENING GAME for the COLLEGE WORLD SERIES! Woohoo!

It'll probably rain, it always does. First year we went and there was a 2 hour rain delay, but last year it only rained a little in the morning and then it was great all day.

Game starts at 4 but we like to go early, hit all the booths, walk around and take pictures. Oh yeah, gotta charge my camera.

So I'm working for two hours tomorrow then taking off to change, grab the camera, and meet up with them.

Stoked.

I need some new shirts.

Oh, irony of the day?

Was wearing a Batman shirt today.

Was tragically scared of winged creatures and totally not a superhero.

Will do better tomorrow.

I know, this post was super long compared to most recent ones. And, if you didn't read the above madness I'll sum it up for you now:

Bird in the Backroom
Not cool - Bird flies at you.
Cool - Guard comes to rescue.
Not cool - Bird poop all over.
Cool - Supervisor cleans up poop so I don't have to.
Not cool - Supervisor proceeds to chase me with said poop.
Cool - Anecdote to tell at work.
Not cool - Coworkers threaten bird pranks.

And then some stuff about lightning bolts and stars and storms and the college world series opener tomorrow.

There you go.

Video of the Day:


"The Birds" in 1 minute and 40 seconds

words cannot express how much i love that this is paired with kill bill music.


Freakin' birds.