Snow is everywhere (even underground)!

In addition to the beautiful, sunny weather we are experiencing, it has come to my attention that the city puts a lot of effort into 'alternative' methods of snow melting. Last night, as I waited for the subway, I heard the train coming through the tunnel. While usually a good sign, the accompanying horn-honking told me that this was the train I dread: the garbage train. My girlfriend has also deemed it the "N" as in "never-getting-home" train. I hate this train because not only is it a tease, but it smells up the station (yuck!). However, yesterday's train was not full of trash. It was full, instead, of SNOW! I guess they were moving it to one of the official snow piles in order to start the melting process with the municipal industrial snow melters.

Insert crass halfpipe joke here. 

I Heart the Olympics

The Winter Olympics are back, and I have been appropriately anchored to the couch through snowboarding, speedskating, curling, hockey, pairs figure skating and downhill skiing so far. Appearing again (after its debut in the summer Olympics of 2004) is Hot Olympians. Today's feature is snowboarder and medal winner (not just a kournikova beauty without the skills) Gretchen Bleiler. Check her out above or on the official olympics website for video of her awesome halfpipe run yesterday.

This is one sexy burger! 

Superbowl Highlight

To be honest, I didn't watch the entire Superbowl. I watched a little less than one quarter. I was feeling under the weather, and let's face it..I really only went to that Superbowl party to see my friends, not the game. I also usually like the commercials. The best of the bunch that I saw had to be what I'd like to call the "dance of the whopperettes," featuring five leggy beauties dressed up as burger ingredients in order to sell Whoppers. The crowd at our party went from being confused (is that woman dressed as a tomato slice?), to grossed out (is that woman dressed as a processed burger patty?eww!), to slightly aroused as we saw woman after woman pile atop one another, finally "topped" by the sesame seed bun. Actually, it seemed like the ingredients were doing all the work. Maybe she's more of a "bottom" bun.

Baby Shower Covered by National Press

This past weekend, I helped throw a baby shower for my sister. A good time was had by all, and no one had to wear a ribbon hat or use the words "poopy diaper." For a full recount of the events, you can go to the Chicago-Sun Times. How's that for coverage? I like how I am now officially the "lesbian sister." I'm off to get that printed on t-shirts now.