Doo Doo Da Doo!

In honor of tonight's glorious victory, brought about in no small part by one Troy Polamalu, I give you this video. Sure, it's three years old, but it is no less awesome.



On a related note, I will now have this song stuck in my head for the next two weeks. And that is fine with me. Go Stillers!

Thesis Topics

Earlier today, I had an e-mail conversation with Sarah, during which I asked her to write my thesis. Being ever so helpful, she has done so for me:

My name is Leah and my thesis is that puppies are cute.

I first came to this conclusion about 6 months ago while walking through the park eating some Rita's Italian Ice. There were many people and animals at this park, including some dogs and some puppies. It was noticed by myself and others that the puppies there seemed to be cute, but there was not enough data to come to a formal conclusion, so at that time I determined that there needed to be further testing.

My first test was to compare a puppy and a sandwich. A sample of 5 people (who all were out to lunch with me) compared the two and while it was generally agreed that the sandwich did have an appeal, it definitely could not be called "cute" especially in comparison to the puppy. Though once the puppy started eating the sandwich, the situation then became "cute."

This seemed to prove my thesis, but I needed one further test, so I obtained a larger group of people (7 this time) and had them compare a puppy and titanium spork. The group agreed that the spork, while infinitely cool, was not what they would deem "cute" and that the puppy was. There was one outlier, but they also kept trying to jam the spork into their eye, so their data was dismissed.

In conculsion, the theory of whether or not puppies are cute has been tested, and I feel proved, to be an accurate statement, and I hope that upon reading this thesis anyone who reads this feels the need to send me lots and lots of money, so I can take my friend Sarah out to get drunk on steak and alcohol. (....and buy purses)

Thank you for your time.


This should go over spectacularly when I present it to my advisor. On the bright side, it would be super easy to find visual aids to use in my presentation!

(On a related note, it appears I might have finally chosen a real thesis topic. I am withholding details until it is finalized, but I've actually stuck with this one for more than a day, so that bodes well!)

The First One To Finish Their Steak is the Winner of "Steak"!

Scrubs is back, and has brought with it one of the awesomest things I have ever seen on television. Sarah, next time we go get drunk on steak, we are so doing this:

Ding, Dong, the Witch is Dead

So, 2009 is commencing with some sad news - my mother's frog, described in detail here (http://leahgia.blogspot.com/2008/12/frog-that-would-not-end.html), has finally met its demise. It has been on a downhill slope for some time, but the infamous thing croaked (...heh) this morning. At least, that was the official time of death - Maura, Margaret and I thought it looked pretty dead last night, but my mother did not believe us (which is unusual, because she likes Maura and Margaret better than she likes me, and usually listens to them). Turns out we were right. I have spent the morning spreading the bad news, and have gotten many sympathetic text and instant messages in return:

Taryn: Oh no! Are you sure? I'm so sorry! (to which I responded, "Sorry, ha! Now I don't have to worry about it killing me in my sleep!)

Mary: Did hell freeze over? followed by: I sent an e sympathy card to your mom. (I like this plan...if anyone needs my mom's e-mail address, let me know!)

Kathy: Hysterical laughter (as I told her on the phone), followed by: Der Frosch toetet!

Tricia: Holy crap are you sure? (I'm a bit scared by how many people asked if we were sure...although with this frog, you never know. It would be just like that thing to fake its own death.)

Sarah M: Omg, how? (The same with how many people asked how she died...although it probably would take some mystical, magical force to overcome the power this thing had).

Niki: No way! Not Jeni. Your mom must be devastated! followed by: We had a moment of silence. Derek thinks you should get her a replacement frog. (Clearly, Derek wants my mother and the replacement frog to come live with him and Niki when they get old, because they sure aren't coming to live with me!)

Carter: Nuh-uh! It FINALLY died? (a testament to how long this thing has been around, when that is how people react to its demise!) and later, a statement for which she is likely going to hell: Are we sure? Did your mom poke it with a pencil and everything? That thing has been known to resurrect itself, much like that which we know to be the Easter story.

Larry: Jenny died? When did that happen? I am sad. She was an awesome frog. Will there be a wake? (Sadly, no wake. But donations can be made, in lieu of flowers, to the Buy Leah a New Kate Spade Bag fund. Just send them to me, I'll make sure they get to the right place.)

Jeni (not the frog, but she for whom the frog was named): Oh, no! Are you going to have a frog funeral?

Even the work peeps are in shock...
Hope: OMG! Are there funeral arrangements? (Again, donations to the above-mentioned fund are appreciated!)

Angel: Sorry to hear of the passing of the invincible “Frog That Would Not End”. My guess is that it won’t be a very, very long grief after all, so get a hold of yourself! Be strong and bring bagels Monday morning for the 2-minute moment-of-silent. Deepest sympathy.

Nikki: I know you are deeply saddened by this tragic loss.

Julie: OMG! My condolences. Although I'm sure you aren't too distraught.

To be updated as more responses and condolences arrive....clearly, some people are in such a state of shock that they can't respond to the news very quickly! Also feel free to add your thoughts, fond memories, and most importantly, stories that make fun of Jeni the Frog in the comments section!