So would you like to know what I did this morning? STAPLED UNTIL THE WORLD HAD NO STAPLES LEFT!!!!!!!! Not really, but it felt like it. We are participating in the official Indianapolis St. Patrick's Day parade, as I may have mentioned, as an affiliate of the United Way. So this morning a few of us went over to put together things to hand out for the parade. We sat there for three hours and stapled lifesavers to little squares of paper. On the downside, I am stapled out. But on the upside, I got free breakfast, met fascinating people, skipped work for a few hours, get to leave early today, and received various St. Patrick's Day paraphernalia which I will proudly don in the parade. AND my right hand has never felt this powerful. Oh, another downside -- we're not allowed to throw the candy at people. Bummer, huh?
There was also a representative from the Boy Scouts there to help out. I've never seen a grown man in a Boy Scout uniform. What a life experience it was.
I had to get up early to go to this thing. I mean, I was out the door by 7. I think the only time I left a dwelling earlier than that was to catch the train to the Munich airport back in my study abroad days. The entire drive was in the dark, which was kind of depressing, but I feel like I witnessed an entirely new walk of life. The people out before dawn are completely different! Like their own culture... I have been changed. CHANGED. And the people who work at Starbucks in the morning are shockingly affable.
I bought some adorable things at Target yesterday. I'm not allowed to spend any more money for the rest of my life, but it was really a pleasant shopping venture.
My coworker Chelsea just read me something that George Clooney apparently said about GBD: "I drove by a house with like 500 people outside. It was hysterical... bunch of leprechauns." I find this entirely amusing and am proud that the Cloonster got such a true and honest picture of the people of Miami University. Speaking of leprechauns, apparently Indianapolis has an official leprechaun. No one pays him... he just chooses to dance around for free.
Time for spontaneous poetry.
Oh, leprechaun, you are unique
For the havoc that you wreak
All year long you trick and steal
From those who don't even think you're real
But leprechaun, you are real as can be
This I know, for it's you I see
Dancing with vigor and jolly and song
On March 17, the whole day long
So leprechaun, do set aside your gold
Leave your lucky charms in the store to be sold
Slide down your rainbow, you mischievous sprite
And dance with me into the depths of the night.
L8r,
Panda Becca
p.s. the top button of my shirt won't stay buttoned. today's been pretty racy.
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