distractions...DON'T YA JUST LOVE EM!

So, It's exam week. I have my 7th and final theory exam tomorrow, so what am I doing you ask? blogging. I would be studying , but certain things are hindering my intake of useless knowledge about theory.

1. GNATS: These stupid little bugs have been circling around my head all week. hundreds of them. what could attract them to my lair of knowledge you ask? well, in addition to the fact that we live in a tree house, many things. Maybe these little creatures enjoy my hairspray, perhaps the smell of jewie's latkes are still wafting off of my clothing, or maybe, just maybe, these little annoyances want my beloved study snacks. All of these excuses are unacceptable. The death toll is up to 3 gnats, and it will rise soon.

2. ILLNESS: When I have to lysol my living space 3 times a day, something is wrong. All i ask is that you take meds or at least put your germy little hand to your mouth when you cough. Then walk your nasty body to the bathroom and wash said germy hand with warm water and soap. you learned this is kindergarten. Maybe your brain is filled with more important things now, like which brand of peanut butter is better than the other...but I will tell you, that knowledge will get you nothing more than a sandwich!

3. FACEBOOK: Why is the site so addictive? I find myself stalking people I haven't thought of in years. "Why hello long lost elementary school boyfriend!...300 tagged pictures!!...don't mind if i do!"...this is the best distraction! because a study break can turn into 3 hours of meaningless staring at pictures of your ex boyfriend's sister's cat who looks great in his peter pan costume that came with a matching green hat that stays secured to his head with a small piece of elastic...or just writing dumb comments on your friend's wall because you know that she too, is on facebook...and of course not studying.......GOOD LUCK ON EXAMS!!!

My take on France

I have recently returned from a trip across the pond to lovely France. It should be pointed out now that I do not speak French besides the key phrase "Parlevous ingles?" So, I entered this beautiful country as the ignorant and uniformed American. On the seven and a half hour flight to Paris I thought it would a better idea to watch three movies than to sleep. So, needless to say when we arrived at 11:30 am I was less than chipper. After being told by the customs man that I look like Ke$ha I set off to get some euros from the atm only to discover I did not know how to use a European atm. Once I finally had my fake looking money I headed to the buses- the advised way to get to downtown Paris. The head and shoulder shampoo needing, non english speaking friends I made on the cattle car, I mean public transit, told me I was a good person because I did not get upset when the pumped into me. Is it normal in France for an accidental run in to be met with a knock down drag out fight?  After a nice man helped me find my proper subway I sprinted away to my next train- hey I've seen the movie Taken- I finally found our house for the next two nights. In a continuance of my genius I decided instead of sleeping I would take on Paris by myself. Three hours and twenty seven blisters later I found my way back to the house and proceeded to pass out on the bed- over 24 hours since I had last slept. France being the amazing place it is I had a wonderful time on my trip. the Louvre was awesome and Normandy was inspiring but the main thing I want to discuss is this little European contraption called a bidet. This can only be described as a the product of a toilet, shower and water fountain having a child. It can be found in many bathrooms directly by the toilet. I had to consult wikipedia as to the proper use for this odd looking contraption- basically its a way to get everything all clean. Now they are getting really progressive and combining a toilet and a bidet... woa dream big! I'm sorry France I think I'll do as the Charmin Bears do and leave the high pressure wash downs to you.

a tree house to some. an unstable shack to others. but home to all.

As of lately it seems that our precious squirrel house has been falling apart. In honor of our humble home, I have decided to take you on a tour through our house and to let you in on all of the hidden charm.

First things first. As you enter our home, you will be impressed to see that we have a state of the art security system. If it is past 9 pm, his name is Jerry. If it is during the day, our lives are protected by a 3 digit code that is sure to keep out all thieves and pervs. Oh, you look thirsty, let's go to the kitchen. Watch out and please don't trip over our fancy red cooler. It is a one of a kind ice chest that you won't find in any other house. Just dip your cup in and grab a refreshment. We don't go for that automatic stuff. We appreciate manual labor, so if the cooler gets empty or a little too watery, don't panic. Someone will be out soon to wheel it away and replenish it. Thanks to our high security, our thermostat is protected by a thick plastic encasement. It is kind of like a zoo animal. You may admire it, but don't even think about touching it. And yes, it is 80 degrees down here, so let's continue upstairs.

Welcome to the second floor. As we walk up the stairs you are obviously greeted by a gorgeous piece or artwork that resembles a Chinese inspired partition. Our den has beautiful white sinder block walls. A few of the lamps are functioning and when found, the remote usually has batteries. Each room has two desks and one bed. To dissolve any fights that may occur over which roommate gets the bed, we have sleeping barracks..i mean porches. These porches have antique bunk beds with antique window units. Most rooms are well lit, but some rooms have an added charm of a flickering light or maybe no light at all. Our spacious study rooms have two computers. It is always fun to play the old game of "Guess Which Computer Works Today". That game is fun, but it is not nearly as fun as "Find the Internet". Everyone loves that game. We love it so much that we play it all day. Sometimes you find us crouching in hallways or near windows...just trying to find the internet. Such a tease, that internet. As soon as you get it, it runs off, and there you are left chasing it again. When we tire from such games, we love to clean up in our community bathrooms. Now our bathroom is the real gem. It reminds me of the old children's story: Goldilocks and the Three Bears. One of these showers is too hot. One of these showers has no water pressure. But one of these showers is juuust right! All of these showers have matching curtains and each curtain does its part as it struggles to hang on. This tour has come to an end. Mainly because I am tired.

Nothing can top our humble home and all of its unique amenities.

greetings, from a former cave dweller

what a great day! After an entire year of fuming with jealousy over this incredible blog, I am officially a contributor. You are probably racking your brain wondering why I have not joined sooner. Well, you see, I didn't live in the house last year. Therefore, my skills were not desired. But no need to dwell in the past..my dream has been fulfilled, and now I get to share my random thoughts with blogger world.

Last year I lived in an apartment or a cave (depends on who you talk to). It was a spacious home with a den, kitchen, private bathroom, private bedroom, and a bed that allowed me to roll over. Obviously, times have changed. Goodbye personal space, hello shoebox! Before you sink into a depression out of pity, let me share with you a few reasons why this shoebox definitely trumps my once beloved cave..

Only in the house can you...

• Find squirrels in your bed and respond with laughter instead of horror
• Experience someone who compulsively fluffs her pillow
• Return home at night to discover half of the Publix bakery in your living room
• Stare out your bedroom window for hours
• Watch Lifetime movies in a dark place that reminds me of the cave..the Vortex
• Hear people singing or yelling at all hours
• Find at least one person to accompany you to the rec
• Gaze at a large poster of boys in red track suits
• Get banned from adjusting the thermostat
• Send out a search party for a friend who likes to drunk creep into rando beds
• Consider it a victory when you make it to your bunk without demolishing a fan
• Live within twenty feet of all your best friends..cheesy but true!

The squirrel

As I am sure everyone knows the squirrel is the revered and loved mascot of Alpha Gamma Delta. The reason being that in 1909 the founders of AGD (probably Whats-her-face Butterworth) thought that the squirrel was a curious creature and thus should represent our beloved sisterhood. Over the last 3 years as an Alpha Gam I have grown to love this little critter. Why you may ask? Because, next to the lemur, it is the cutest animal known to man. Would it be cute to see a turtle sliding down a fireman pole... no! But a squirell how precious! I love being able to walk across the quad and see them nom noming on an accorn or scurring up a tree. Squirrels are nice animals, not ferocious like a lion or pointless like a dolphin. Can any other sorority  see their mascot on a daily basis? I think not. I would rather not see a phi bear or a panda bear on my daily trek to class. I think the most important reason why I so love the squirrels is because of the abundance of types of squirrels. Black squirrels, brown squirrels, red squirrels and flying squirrels. Who doesn't love an animal that can fly? I mean hello! Winner right there!!!!

Songs that define the Fronthall Ballers

"Empire State of Mind" by Jay-Z

--Lash. Broadway is in her future.

"Waitin' On A Woman" by Brad Paisley

--Kat. As seen from the eyes of Michael :)

"If I Ever Leave This World Alive" by Flogging Molly

--Sage. Irish song. By Irish band. That sings about Irish things.

"Get Out of This Town" by Carrie Underwood

--Jody. Come May she's going to run. Far, far away...

"Sweet Disposition" by The Temper Trap

--Courtney. Because she has one :)

"Teach Me How to Dougie" by Cali Swag District

--Morgan. Need I say more?

"Bitter Sweet Symphony" by The Verve

--M.A. Mary means bitter. Alice means sweet. Think my mom planned that when she named me?

Think I'll pair movies with my peeps next time. Suggestions from the floor??

Love, M.A.

13 Uses For Your Gameday Shaker

Well, It's Football season again! I, sitting at the football game the other day, was inspired to write this blog, so here it goes!

1. Stirring your drink
2. poking the person in front of you in the back
3. pointing out things on the field or in the stands
4. interesting clothing additions....for some people
5. to block the unwelcome rain from your freshly straightened hair
6. for 8 year olds that want to thread the shaker through their ponytails
7. use as a broom to sweep nasty things off the seats
8. to reach that unreachable itch on your back
9. as a comb to part your hair
10. to get the tangles out of your hair
11. to practice conducting as the band plays
12. to draw to words on your friend's back during the boring parts of the game
13. and finally to cheer on your favorite team! Roll Tide!

Lessons from a slacker senior

Why hello blogdom! Its been a while. I had an amazing summer at camp complete with a massive tire explosion on the way home. Thank you creepy AAA man for your assistance. I would like to share with you some things I have discovered thus far in my senior year.
1. Being 21 is awesome!!!!! Coming from someone who didn't drink prior to that blessed day I can honestly say that the grass is way greener on this side. Goodbye awkward parties.
2. I am horrible at beer pong. This could be because I have a serious lack of depth perception or that my absolute abhorrence of beer has psychologically predisposed me to be bad at anything related to that horrific hop creation.
3. Taking only 12 hours is not as glorious as I thought it would be. I attend class a whopping 5 times during the week and never on Monday or Friday. So what do I do with all of this extra time? So far I have applied to 20 jobs, written 1 essay, watched 2 splendidly cheesy lifetime movies and wasted the other 300+ hours. I have officially become a slacker.
4. Shouting out random Kardashian facts in class is not only socially unacceptable it also tells the other 60 people sitting in the room that I get my news from E! and not a more adult like channel such as CNN.
5. And finally, after some observations on the quad I have decided that grown men should not carry little pink umbrellas, bikers have no souls and my shoes will get wet if I walk across the grass at 8am.

Sorry this entry is not quite as interesting as some of the other ones. It is the best a slacker can do.

Bicycles: The Ninjas of the Road

Hello Blog Readers! I know it has been a while since my last entry. I was inspired today so enjoy:

Today I was walking down University Blvd, an everyday ritual these days, minding my own business, day dreaming, planning my evening...when all of a sudden this biker whizzes past me, OUT OF NO WHERE! The only thing that crossed my mind was "what a bike ninja"! Then I began to ponder: they really are ninjas, and they are everywhere!

1. Quickness of a ninja: the number of people on bikes on this campus has gotten out of control, but bikes do make your trek to class more efficient. so what if you have to plow over a band kid, sorority girl, and that poor German exchange student, punctuality trumps saving lives.

2. Silent like a ninja: all you can hear is the sound of tires hitting on the highway, squirrels scurrying across the pavement, a hippie child throwing the frisbee to a shirtless frat boy on the quad, a terrier yapping, but it all turns to a soft muffling until all of a sudden you hear the wheels of a rapidly moving object, drawing nearer, nearer until it zooms past you, only because you jumped out of the way at the last moment. what was this metal speeding object? A BIKE! I cannot even imagine the feeling if you have earphones in...just say your prayers

3. Travel in packs like ninjas: You never see just ONE biker. There are always PACKS of them, coming from every direction: on the grass, on the sidewalks, in the streets!

4. Tricks like ninjas: If I could have only one wish granted it would be to see some show off biker fall of his bike. jumping over curbs, standing up, "look Ma! No hands!". The weirder you appear on your bike, the more I want you to fall off of it.

5. Different types of bike ninjas:
The asian bike ninja: by far the most popular model and also the most dangerous. These ninjas have no concept of traffic laws or pretty much any rule giving pedestrians any rights, whatsoever!
The frat boy bike ninja: this is the trickster. He bought the bike to get from his early mornings cleaning the frat house to his 10 AM political science class, but he has convinced himself that the tricks he has learned, make this bike even cooler. WRONG!
The hippie bike ninja: These are the most entertaining. Usually have long dresses on, maybe some weird posture choices, and they most always have antique bikes. Golden opportunities for people watchers like me.

Inspired Thoughts from the MIA Blogger

I have decided to call myself a blogger now, since I can no longer call myself a bookend. I am now just one of those guys in the middle, or at least will be VERY SOON! A few things have spurred some thoughts, and of course opinions, and I would like to share them with you, dedicated blog-readers.

1. Friendliness vs. Flirtiness: We have all been faced with this situation. How far is too far? This is mainly focused at waitresses and waiters in restaurants. Specifically The Olive Garden. I only go to this fine establishment maybe once a year, and with the way the staff is, once is enough. Courtney, Julie, Kathy, and I went there for dinner recently and were greeted with a strange situation: The waitress flirting with Julie. Julie, in an attempt for free food, returned the affection. Sick. Our group could not decided whether the waitress' actions were friendly in an attempt to become friends with us, to secure a big tip, or perhaps she had some same sex attraction to Julie or perhaps another member of our party. This made me think: what is normal for a waiter or waitress and what is not?
THINGS THAT ARE OK: friendly smile, attentiveness to a certain degree, bringing the meals in an orderly fashion, asking if we need anything...ONCE AND ONLY ONCE, and that is pretty much all that your job entails.

THINGS THAT ARE NOT OK: telling people that they are not 21 when they obviously are holding valid IDs (yes, this happened), giving an excessive amount of information about yourself (chances are, the people you are serving are just hungry and do not care what your cat's name is or how long it will take you to pay off your student loans by working at Olive Garden), lingering too long at the table, flirting with any member of the party (you cannot assume that any person at the table is interested in you and never flirt with someone who is obviously on a date, unless you want to get cut...that is get your tip cut...)

2. People Liking Odd things on Facebook:
Everyday my mini feed in filled with the strange things that people "like" on facebook. Kathy contributes to a lot of this liking, which is why I would like to dedicate this portion of my blog to her. First I will compose a list of some CRAZY things that Kathy is a fan of, this will blow your mind.

Kathy likes....Icing on the cookie, Party City, The University of Alabama Action Card Office, TCBY Tuscaloosa, Monograms Plus in Vestavia.....shall I continue....oh Kathy what will be next?

My Dumb friends like.....
Shopping Malls (38 Friends)-which one? just any mall? any place where I can spend money...LIKE
Friendship (58 friends)- Good, because I don't like friends, I prefer a life of solitude
Music- 104 friends yeah...original.
Coldplay- 72 Friends...this just blows my mind...If i could find the numbers for DMB i'm sure they would blow this out of the water
A Realtor who will not be named- 43 friends. I don't know who you are but if all these people use you, then you have some booming business in Tuscaloosa and surrounding counties.
* random things that my friends are fans of: the cool side of the pillow, I learn more from google than I do in school, Things that girls should never say to guys, I used to pretend to be the little mermaid when I was younger*

I cannot even continue because this research has exhausted me. You like people, artists, movies, books, and some places. That's it. not movie quotes, not random inanimate objects. Soon people will become fans of going to the bathroom, and opening my eyes so I can function on a daily basis. People are crazy. Peace blog readers.

Love

hi from the NE

First of all, a shout out to the decorator of this blog. I'm not sure who you are, but you deserve a title. Looks good.

Second, I have somehow seemed to block the blog out of my life for two months now. It literally took the word "blog" staring back at me from my laptop to enlighten me of this.

Third, ladies, speaking so frequently of frozen yogurt, I have now discovered the fro-yo Mecca of the world. DC has a place on every corner...but it is not your typical frozen delight. Now the Kathys of the world certainly hold no appreciation for such locales, I am sure, but to the Jodeses out there, here me out. We think TCBY is healthy?? These places have frozen Stonyfield Farm plain yogurt as their base. It's that whole "tart yogurt" idea of which I am typically not a fan, but I assure you-- this stuff is amazing. The most unhealthy ingredient I can find is mini chocolate chips-- all else is fruit, nuts, granola. 80 cals and 0 fat per 1/2 cup serving. Hello.

Well I really don't have much else to write and hate to bore you with my ramblings, so I am concluding this blog. Have a merry fourth, everyone!

the other dairy wonder...

We have mentioned many ice cream delights in our blog...TCBY got a recent nod.....Dairy Delight was even mentioned, but how about the newest and most unique dairy wonder...Yogurt Mountain. It has been mentioned by the bookends before, but after the soliloquy given by Kathy about what is assumed to be tuscaloosa's best place for a sweet treat, I offer a rebuttal. Yogurt Mountain, or more affectionately referred to as Yo- Mo, is one of the most wonderful experiences that Tuscaloosa has to offer (as well as a location in Birmingham). Imagine, you are sitting at home in the vortex watching Grey's Anatomy and suddenly, as Owen and Christina fight for the fiftieth time this season, a craving hits. You walk downstairs to survey what might possibly be in the kitchen: bagels...No...chips...No way...that soup that has been there since our Freshman year...HECK No. What do you want? Let's see, I'm female, I want Ice cream. So we all pile in one car, never Jody's :) , and we all go to Yogurt Mountain.

1. The Big Cup: When you go in you get the biggest cup I have ever seen. I know what the owners are trying to get you to do is fill it to the brim so you will inevitably pay 11 dollars and gain 16 pounds, but I love this cup because you will never spill anything! It's awesome!

2. The Yogurt: Lining the walls are at least 12 different types of yogurt ranging from the traditional flavors to cookies and cream and coffee.

3. The Toppings: OMG! cereal, cookies, fruit, candy, mud, brownies, nuts, rocks, peppermints, cheesecake, toffee, sauces, syrup, blood, marshmallows, dirt...haha just kidding, but seriously, any topping you could possibly crave!

4. You Mix It All Yourself: Everyone hates when they have a disgruntled server at TCBY who skimps on the yogurt or toppings, or simply just isn't jolly enough for me! Here, you put what you want and how much you want!

5. You Pay By The Ounce: After making your creation, you weigh it at the register and depending on much it weighs that is how much you pay. Here is where Yo-Mo gets a bad rep. I realize it cannot compare to the 1.99 special at TCBY, but look at what you are getting at Yo-Mo....EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT! you cannot put a price on happiness.

* On a side note: Gluttony can be found in many forms. If you practice gluttony at Yo-Mo you will have a big belly and an empty wallet. Just a warning.*

But if you don't go wild, you can have a satisfying treat filled with delicious things that you chose for a satisfying price.

Yogurt Mountain is overwhelming but delicious. Be prepared to spend at least 20 minutes picking out your toppings on your first visit, but I can guarantee that you will enjoy every second!

AGD = Alpha Grabba Doughnut

Ok, so it is sad to say that a lot of our posts have been about food. So this post is going to be no different - it's about food. Ice cream. Not just any ice cream, but FROZEN YOGURT from none other than TCBY. Now, whether you call this glorious establishment "The Country's Best Yogurt" or "This Can't Be Yogurt", that is besides the point. This place is it just a little bit of heaven on Earth. Now, at the TCBY on McFarland Boulevard in Tuscaloosa (a.k.a. God's Country), Alabama, the fine owners have established a "$1.99 Daily Special" menu to either A) attract the students at the U of A with these very reasonable prices , or B) make the students gain the "freshman (as well as sophomore, junior, and senior) 15" at a very quick rate. I will now give you a synopsis, as well as my honest opinions, of each of the daily specials.

MONDAY - SMALL SHIVER: This is epically delicious. Basically, you can get any flavor of soft serve yogurt and mix it with up to THREE, yes THREE, toppings of your choosing. I rate this as one of the top three specials in the Daily Specials menu. My personal favorite - white chocolate mousse with Reese's cups, cookie dough pieces, and Butterfinger pieces. The small size is just enough for a delicious treat, but not enough to make you feel like you are consuming 2876039154 calories, although you probably are anyway.

TUESDAY - SUNDAE: Ok, now THIS is something that is definitely worth the $1.99. These sundaes are HUGE!!! There is a variety of sundaes to choose from, such as the Turtle Sundae or Hot Fudge Sundae, but I highly, highly recommend the Peanut Butter Sundae or the Brownie Sundae. Now, the Peanut Butter Sundae has changed in the past, oh, two months. This sundae used to come with a delicious peanut butter sauce and Reese's Pieces. However, TCBY no longer "carries" these two confections, which I feel are necessary to complete the taste of the sundae. Ok, moving on. If you so choose, you may, wait for it, CREATE YOUR OWN SUNDAE! Go for it. Make your wildest sundae dreams come true. Choose one soft serve yogurt flavor and up to three toppings and there you go! Add a little whipped cream and a cherry for the complete sundae experience!

WEDNESDAY - SMALL CAPPUCCINO CHILLER: I have personally never had one of these, but if coffee-flavored items are your cup of tea (or coffee...hehe), then you may have just met your match. I don't even know what comes in these, therefore, I am hesitant to recommend them to our avid blog followers.

THURSDAY - BANANA SPLIT: Ok, now some people may call me crazy, but I have never really been a fan of the good old fashioned banana split. There is just something about fruit and ice cream that does not seem right to me. Here's my deal: ice cream is not healthy, so why add fruit to it to make it seem healthy? I know all you nutrition majors and health nuts may not agree, but if you know me, you know fruit is not my forte. So, spend your $1.99 on a banana split if you wish, but I can assure you that mine will be spent on something MUCH more unhealthy.

FRIDAY - SMALL SHAKE: Boring. You can get a small shake cheaper at Sonic.

SATURDAY - PARFAIT: Blog readers, here me now, THIS. IS. EPIC. Two flavors of ice cream layered between three toppings. It does not get much better than this. I am telling you. Try one and you will fall in love. Possibly the best $1.99 you will EVER spend. Gosh, words just cannot explain.

SUNDAY - SMALL SORBET FIZZ: Gross. The end.

Also, keep another thing in mind when making your weekly (maybe bi-weekly or tri-weekly) trips to TCBY. They take BAMA CASH people!! This is just a place that you cannot go wrong, well, with the exception of Sunday's special. So, head on over to McFarland Boulevard and march right on in to TCBY and try one of these glorious specials. If you follow my advice, you will not be disappointed.

On a different note, the Backhall Bookends are no more. All of us will be moving to the front hall, so we will be taking suggestions of names so that we may more fittingly title our blog. Currently, we have only come up with the Front Hall Fab Four. Any suggestions are appreciated. Thank you.

An end of an era

Yes, sadly the reign of the backhall bookends has come to an end. Kathy and I are moving on up in the world. Our room next year is on the front hall and compared to our closet size room we have this year our senior year residence is the Taj Mahal. I will actually be able to turn around without running into a bed or dressers. But, gloating on our mini-mansion is not the point of this blog. No, at the request of Emily, I will be providing a year end wrap up. "What have we learned" if you will. 


For starters, we learned that my original method of climbing into my top bunk on the sleeping porch is hazardous to the health of others. You see, I used to press up on the top bar and fall onto the bed while tucking my legs in to avoid hitting the fan. One night I must have miscalculated the clearance distance and slammed my leg into  the fan. Because the fan was precariously placed on Katherine's "personal stool" it wobbled off and came slamming down to the ground- mere inches from taking out Emily. Death by rotating fan would be most unpleasant. That fan now sits in the chapter room and ticks incessantly when anyone is dumb enough to turn it on- you're welcome. Secondly, we learned that old shrimp in a mini-fridge will stink up the entire second floor. When a putrid seafood smell began wafting through the backhall we set out to discover the source. Naturally, the first place we looked was Morgan's laundry- does she even know how to use a washer machine? Once that source had been ruled out we began to scour everyone else's laundry bags. Finally, someone began opening the fridges and discovered a box of old shrimp. It was promptly thrown away and tossed in the dumpster. What can we learn from this unfortunate circumstance- Morgan isn't always the culprit when something is dirty, unorganized, onion on the floor, missing pants, or unwashed; secondly, it is never ever a good idea to bring home shrimpy leftovers, I don't care what you try to tell yourself seafood is never good for round two-ever! Other lessons we have discovered- being in the bed by the door is the kiss of death- you will get tucked in at two am, people will shine cell phones in your face to make sure you are still there and everyone checks on you when they walk in the door- I appreciate the attention; Jerry is a great deterrent for coming in drunk- he is like our grandfather and I think a little part of his heart breaks when he sees people a little too sloshed; Ms Marcia will offer you her socks if you are cold but don't even think about asking Lolly for her prized sweatpants; having the keys to the kitchen is like having the only tcby left in the world; and finally, dari delight is the best discovery since well since nothing dari delight is the best wanna be dairy queen, slightly sketchy ice cream mecca. There are other great experiences of Jr year that we would all like to reminisce about but those are another subject for another blog entry. 

Hello my name is the Quad

Its spring and we all know what that means- the quad at the University of Alabama becomes a mecca of shirtless hippies, boys with tiny chick magnet dogs and giant balls. Lets start with specimen number one- the hippies. Once the weather reaches 60 degrees the shirts come off and the tight ropes go up. It is because of these tight ropes that we now have yard signs that say "destruction of the trees- including ropes strung between them- is student nonacademic misconduct"Besides trying to turn our lovely quad into a practice arena for the circus these lovely UA residents also enjoy throwing the frisbee. Now the frisbee is a recreational device that I just cannot endorse. No matter how hard I try the frisbee will always go in the opposite direction I intend. Tell me to throw it at you and you better be standing behind me if you really want to catch it. Therefore when I saw a frisbee flying towards my face the other day as I was treking across the quad I immediately quickened my pace and fled the scene. Just because I have chacos on does not mean I want to stop shaving my arm pits and join you in tight roping across the quad while playing frisbee. The second specimen on our tour around the quad is the boy with the tiny chihuahua. You can't fool me for a second in thinking that you went to the pet store and said "I want man's best friend so let me get this tiny mammal that looks like a glorified rat." No, you had ulterior motives. I know that you went to the pet store and said "What dog will get the most girls to stop and say awww... I know! The smallest, is that really even a dog, dog." You think that we stop and swoon every time we see a tiny creature. You are correct, well played frat boy, well played! Finally, a springtime trip across the quad would not be complete without encountering the giant rolling ball of death. Phi Mu and ZBT have this brilliant philanthropy where they roll this multicolored orb around the grass and get people to sign it. Most, especially small children, jump for joy at the chance to put their John Hancock on a glorified beach ball but not I! Whenever I see this ball rolling toward me with the throng of people chasing after it I avoid it at all cost. I'm not above throwing a small child in the ball's path to impede its forward progress in order to give me time to escape. I feel like I am Indiana Jones and the sphere of death is a bolder trying to crush me into a million pieces. In between dodging frisbees, tiny little rats on leashes and big balls a springtime trip across the quad is not for the faint of heart.

New Finds From Your Resident Foodie

As a Food and Nutrition major and as an all-around lover of all things edible, rarely does a day pass by where I am not faced by food. I receive daily recipe e-mails from Chow.com and TastingTable.com, I wrote a paper for a class last night on the seven ingredients of a flour mixture, my idea of a fun weekend includes a trip to Whole Foods, I am currently reading a book entitled "The Art of Simple Food," and I just downloaded the Epicurious app on my phone. It has taken me years to reach this conclusion, but I am now fully confident in this statement: My name is Mary Alice, and I am a food nerd.

One of my greatest pleasures comes from sharing info about new food-related finds with others (please see above statement). Plus, what better way to avoid studying than to write about food? The following is a list of such that I hope you find worthy of your Internet time. Happy eating! M.A.

Things to try:

The Braised White Beans side item at Zoes.

I was skeptical at first, as well, but figured they were worth a try. DELICIOUS. Jodes will vouch. Flavored with rosemary, they were a healthy way of changing up a typical Zoes meal.

The Mediterranean Salmon Salad at Panera.

If you are like me, you do not incorporate near enough fish into your diet- much less the fish high in O-3s. This salad is a great way to put an end to that. Though a little high in calories, it still makes for a great lunch or even dinner if halved and added with a soup/sandwich.

Create-Your-Own Veggie Pizza from Domino's.

We all get the craving for pizza now and then, and with Dining Dollars Monopoly money, how can you go wrong with some Domino's delivery on a Sunday night? I confess that I have a problem of overindulging when it comes to ordering the "personal," "small" pizza (10,000 calories later it does not seem so small). My pseudo-solution to this came in the "build your own" option. My advice: thin crust, less cheese, every veggie imaginable and go for the "extra" option on each, and either chicken or no meat. Yes, this is still a pizza, and yes, you will still be consuming a large amount of calories, but at least it is a healthified not to mention even more palatable take on the old pepperoni pie! Plus, when that doorbell rings and Paul, the delivery man, applauds you for your culinary expertise and finely honed pizza-building skills, you can't help but be proud.

Whole Foods Vegan Chocolate Chip Cookies.

YUM. Whether you are a tree hugger or just a curious person, these cookies will disappear fast. I'm still not sure where all of mine went...

Speaking of Whole Foods (I believe this is now my 40th reference to the food Mecca), I highly recommend its bistro. I had never even noticed this teeny restaurant in the center of the take-out foods area but will certainly not forget it. Homemade sweet potato wedges, daily specials including fish tacos, and a cute guy cookin the food in front of you. That all I gotst ta say.

Another recent find is the Pie Lab of Greensboro. This place is SO worth the roughly 45 minute drive from T-town! It serves up a variety of pies baked on the spot each day and also has a few quiches and such, as well. Their coffee is some of the best I've ever had and of course pairs nicely with a warm slice of pie! If anyone wants to take a field trip, I'm there. I'll drive :)

Lastly, just a shout-out to the Homegrown Alabama's Farmer's Market. The first market of 2010 will kick off this Thursday from 3-6 pm at Canterbury Episcopal Chapel (on campus).

The market offers local fruits and veggies, honey, flowers, baked goods, t-shirts, etc. and is a fabulous way to not only support local farmers but also to rack up on some top-notch whole foods!

Here's a link to Homegrown's website if you are interested: http://www.homegrownalabama.org/calendar.html

For the love of food.

Things that make me ask Why?...Vol 1

Being a music major, I make the trek down University Boulevard many times a day to Moody Music Building. I enjoy this time, using it as a few moments when I can clear my head, make some phone calls, and just enjoy the scenery on campus. Alas, I can never enjoy a peaceful walk. Why, might you ask? Men.

We have all been there: You are walking down the street and some car full of men decide that they MUST say something to you. "What's Up?" "Hey There" "How You Doin?" "Looking Good" and many other things might be yelled out a car window any time of day. You notice it is always the same guy: dirty, middle aged, maybe missing some teeth, usually missing a shirt. But you know, even if Gerard Butler (yes, this is his second blog reference) drove by me and yelled "Hey Hot Stuff", I would probably give him a dirty or confused look.

While some of these comments are flattering and I am glad you think I have a nice butt, I do not care. Of what benefit is this for these men. I am not going to answer, you are driving too fast. I am not going to lift up my top as a thank you. I am not going to fling myself into your car just because you have said a flattering comment. This whole thing makes zero sense. I wish I could take a poll from these men, asking why they feel the need to do this so often and at all hours of the day. Maybe one day, but until then I suppose I will continue on, getting yelled at, and alas not knowing why.

I've neglected my blog child for far too long now...

Lately I've decided that my mom has been lying to me for the past 20 years. Contrary to what Barkley may insist, May birthdays are simply not the best. Reasoning:

1) 86% of my friends are 21. I am 20.

2) 86% of my friends have plans at 10 pm on any given night that do not involve going to the rec. I do not.

3) I could not go to Junior-Senior.

4) Junior year is somewhat of a wash as far as going out is concerned. Where is there to "go out" to? (Those with earlier birthdays, I might add, have had a whole extra year of the bars in college than I will have).

5) Let's face it. After exams everyone splits for the summer. May/summer birthdays get placed on the back burner.

6) I feel like I've missed out on some really fun nights. There. I said it.

Enough of being a downer and crying a river to flood the AGD house--

On the bright side:

1) I have saved money that I could have been spending at the bars.

2) This semester (minus Ireland) has been my most alcohol-less semester thus far, and my liver thanks me.

3) I have not had to spend a night in jail or pay a hefty fine for getting caught with a fake (call me a chicken all you want).

4) Watching movies at the house/Late night rec-ing it up/ Going to bed early really isn't all that bad...

5) Lastly, and this one is my favorite, when said 86% of friends is 30, I'LL STILL BE 29 SUCKERS!!!!

Even More Thoughts From the MIA Bookend

Recently I was inspired to write this blog, and I encourage my fellow bloggers to respond with their thoughts as well. I don't consider myself an angry person or someone simply bursting with excessive rage, but I do have a list of things that simply get under my skin...pet peeves. Webester's Dictionary defines a pet peeve as "a frequent subject of complaint". These things might not occur frequently, but when these annoyances do cross my path, they simply will not do. For some of our friends these might be jeans in the summertime, big umbrellas, or even when her drink holder isn't called by its proper name...well, these are mine:

1. Pedestrians directing traffic: Have you ever been backing out of a parking space and one out of line pedestrian finds it necessary to direct you out of your spot? First of all, I have obtained a valid driver's license, therefore I know how to back out of parking spot. Second, I SEE YOU. I am not going to hit you as long as you cease from your traffic directing ways. You are not a police officer nor a flight attendant, so stop waving your arms and get out of my way before I hit you out of pure spite.

2. Leggings as pants: I have never met one person that can pull off this look. leggings and a dress? sure why not. Leggings and a top? NO. Leggings and big oversized Tshirt? HECK NO. Why is this accepted today? I can think of no reasoning that makes this okay. Did you wake up late and you were simply sleeping in leggings, so you grabbed your nearest shoes, which are alwaus your uggs, and ran out the door. I am quite positive that this is never or not frequently the case. Ladies, just put on some pants. your social and dating life will thank you. You look ridiculous.

3. Really far parts (in your hair): When girls part their hair reallllllly far to the side. This causes your hair to puff uncontrollably and cannot possibly be comfortable. It looks crazy and like you have been playing with your hair. Part your hair normally, and take off your leggings, you know who you are.

4. Facebook statuses that tell every aspect of your day: Sally just woke up, Biology at 9, then to the rec, lunch at the house, then homework (yuck!), naptime, dinner with the girls, movie tonight, then off to bed!.....SALLY! NO ONE CARES!.... If i wanted to know where you were at 11:46 pm then i would A. Stalk you or B. hire a private detective, and there is really no one besides Gerard Butler that is interesting enough to take that kind of time or effort. So people, If you want to put your entire schedule on facebook for the world to see, then be prepared for freaks that you graduated with to mysteriously "run into you" at your favorite hotspot or be waiting for you outside of your biology class, hoping to see you. and he will see you too, because he knows your every move. In the words of Sting, "I'll Be Watching You".

Jodester the Roadster

First off, let me clarify by saying that the "Backhall Bookends" is not a book club nor does it involve books in any way shape form or fashion.
That being explained, I would like to tell you about my epic 4 day 18 hours of driving trek to NC. I left Ttown after an abysmal Physics test and made my way up north. I hit Atlanta right around 3 and I don't know where everyone and their mother was going but there seemed to be a mass exodus and I was right in the middle of it. If Atlanta could just sink into the earth and we could make a road on top of it I would be oh so happy! Along the way I passed a parade of 100 or so police cars- not sure where they were going but they weren't ticketing me- cha ching! I am proud to say I only made two stops on the 6 hour drive to Hendersonville, NC- once in the GA welcome center- nice bathrooms, sketchy soap- and once at a Walmart in nowhereville, SC where I promptly bought a bottle of Diet Cheerwine. For those of you who have never tasted this delicious drink- I am sorry for you- it is a delightful soda of a cherry flavoring. Next to Diet Mt Dew and Crystal Light it is my nectar of choice. They do not, however, make it in Alabama, which explains my second WalMart stop on Friday to grab a case. But I digress, I finally made it to the mtns of NC where I proceeded to drive up and down a windy road in the dark with heavy fog and rain... I'm still alive how? I stayed in Hendersonville for the night and then awoke the next morning to continue to Randleman. As I was leaving the big H my gps refused to acquire a signal- so I set off blindly down another windy, curvy road complete with its own fog and rain. Once gia the garmin finally clued into reality she immediately instructed me to take a left down the sketchiest nonroad in existence. I am now convinced my gps is out to get me and wanted to have me murdered jeepers creepers style. Needless to say, I got back on the right track and reached my destination.... On the way home today I saw a sign that said "incident ahead at mile marker 12" what it should have said was "massive car wreck ahead.... get off now because its backed up for four miles and you will be sitting in your car for all eternity." I interpreted the incident as the latter and got off the interstate... only to be greeted by another wreck- how to I get so lucky. Finally, as I was nearing Athens I saw a University of Alabama van with the logo and all. Not sure what they were doing all of the way out there but they were definitely speeding away- suspicious? I think so. After this epic trip I am now convinced that I should never take a road trip with people seeing as how I managed to nearly get myself killed cutting across six lanes of traffic in Atlanta- I don't want to put anyone else in harm's way AKA my driving!

Random facts

So, on my iGoogle homepage, I have this thing called Useless Knowledge. And it's just what it says it is: useless knowledge. I would like to share with our audience some of my interesting findings.

1. Close to 20 percent of all adults living in the United States have had a cockroach living in their inner ear canal.The roach enters the ear while you sleep.

2. In ancient Greece, prostitutes wore sandals with nails studded into the soles so that their footprints would leave the message "Follow me."

3. If a pin were heated to the same temperature as the center of the Sun, its fierce heat would set everything within 60 miles ablaze.

4. Basketball got its name from the half-bushel peach baskets used as targets by the originator, James A. Naismith, in 1891.

5. There are 40,000 muscles and tendons in an elephant’s trunk. This makes it very strong and flexible, allowing an elephant to pluck a delicate flower, untie a knot, or tear a tree out of the ground; yet the trunk is sensitive enough to smell water 3 miles away.

6. The average adult loses 540 calories with every liter of sweat.

7. The average human body holds enough sulfur to kill all the fleas on an average dog.

8. The lungs of an average adult, unfolded and flattened out, would cover an area the size of a tennis court.

9. A rat can fall from a 5-story building without injury.

10. In Saudi Arabia there are solar-powered pay phones in the desert.

Lets play a game

As I ponder the backhall bookends, I consider all of the other books on the shelf that help contribute to the stories that we share. I am talking about none other than the four rooms that lie between 207 and 211. So, in an homage to our neighbors let's play a game- Guess the backhall resident....

1. She is giving a front hall resident a run for her money in time logged on the couch in the vortex. If this person is not sitting on the couch she is either asleep on the sleeping porch OR alseep in her room.
2. This person enjoys stinking up the back hall with the evils of left over seafood.
3. This backhaller has permanently moved her closet on to the sleeping porch. She recently lost her jeans and ransacked her room for them only to discover they were by her bed on the porch.
4. This resident has tried every kind of dip imaginable and probably has several in her room right now. Hummus, salsa, cheese... Of Course! Marshmallow fluff, nutella, frosting??? Probably
5. This backhaller is a new addition to the madness... she hasn't been in the house long enough for us to discover her weird quirks
6. And finally, this backhaller enjoys tucking us in on the sleeping porch and waking us up with the smell of freshly brewed coffee coming from her room.... is that allowed?

A video

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Thoughts on the More Awesome things in Life with Jodes

It may come as no surprise that I like... no love... food. When not studying or sleeping 80% of my day revolves around food. I like to cook food, eat food, smell food, learn about food, heck even take tests about  food. I always plan my next meal immediately upon completion of the previous one. I work off the food so I can eat more food! I mean I am a nutrition major and in charge of the menus... what do you expect? There are, however, several foods that stand out above the rest. These are my gold medals foods and if I could only eat them for the rest of my life I would be pretty much happy.


1. Mini Marshmallows- there is nothing like that soft little pillow of fat free wonder in your mouth.... I mean hello they are awesome!!!


2. Croissants- I may move to France just so I can eat these everyday- I have never met a carb I don't like and these buttery delights are no exception


3. Whipped Cream- next time I go to the Cheesecake Factory I am just going to order a big plate of the whipped cream... who cares about that cheesecake crap anyways?


4. Diet Mt Dew- Yes I realize this is not technically a food but it is my lifesaver. Like milk is to a newborn baby so DMD is to me.


5. Italian Chicken and Red Peppers- because they are healthy and delicious and because I put them on the menu at least once a week.


6. Jason's Deli- Ok also not technically a food but where else can you go and stuff your face with as many cornbread muffins as you want. My Jason's plan of attack- order the "lighter" sandwich and them put as much of the free ice cream into the cup as humanly possible. Genius right?


7. Pineapple- The Dole Pineapple plantation was like heaven on earth! Pineapple ice cream with pineapple juice and pieces of pineapple???? Yes Please!!!!


8. Finally, my hands down most favorite of foods... CEREAL!!! I can talk about cereal anytime anywhere to anybody. Rush? Sure no problem! There are few things more simply delicious then Cap'n Crunches Oops All Berries( Which I insist should be called Success!!! All Berries because who really wants those nasty yellow things anyways) or Honey Nut Oh's! Is you haven't had this little filled cheerio delicacy you are really missing out!

The Sleeping Porch: Exposed

Oh the sleeping porch...let me give you an idea of what this perfect little sleeping habitat is like. The porch is a small room at the end of our hall, filled with 5 bunkbeds, an overabundance of fans, one unused death trap of a heater, and an absurd amount of squirrels. It is always dark, courtesy of some duct tape/construction paper rigging on the windows- we like to keep things aesthetically pleasing, and cold. Sometimes an extra set of socks is necessary. Ideally, the porch would be a place for a restful nights sleep- this, however, is hardly the case. Some nights we engage in squirrel volleyball or dodge the squirrel. Others, some inhabitants have a little too much fun and bring the "joy of the evening" right onto the porch.There has been bunk-bed shaking and the occasional "angry emily."  My favorite part of the porch is the occasional night terrors courtesy of Mary Alice and Sage. According to Sage a roll call was necessary at 3 and Mary Alice was sure we were all being abducted- Jerry would never let that happen. Recently I have discovered someone's bed needs some WD40 stat! Every time the unknown culprit moves the dogs howl because the squeaking is so loud. I have the misfortune of having a top bunk again. For my clumsy and easily bruising self this predicament has turned out to be quite deadly for me. The first week of school I knocked over a fan and almost took out Emily. I have come close to falling off the side and gotten some sweet bruises from hitting the rails on the way down. If I do not have a bottom bunk next year things could be bad. Every night when I enter the porch I must watch out for Kathy's personal fan. I am convinced she sets it right in my path to get back at me for stealing her personal stool. After I dodge the fan I must remember the massive space heater which is conveniently located right next to my bed. I spider monkey it past the heater and onto the bed only to be met with no less than two squirrels under my sheets... thanks Lolly.

hey

Ahh yes. We have just returned from Christmas break, classes have begun, and it's still chilly outside. Naturally, for Alabama students at least, it's time to start thinking about Spring Break. Though the week of frivolity is still a couple of months away (52 days, not that I'm counting), hotel bookings and elliptical crazes have started. Here are some various tidbits, both personal and general, about SB.

My SB spectrum:

freshman year: the rite of passage. I think Corey Smith's song suffices in summing this week up.

sophomore year: loads of fun without the naivety. Been there done that. Can relax this year after surviving the rite of passage.

junior year: something different. Ready for a change. No need to work on the beach bod, thank goodness.

senior year: the final blow-out. Who knows what this will comprise of...but hopefully something to live up to its title!

Being a deep South Alabamian, I consider myself at least partly knowledgeable about Alabama/Florida beaches. Here are my takes:

Dauphin Island- lots of fun, but probably more so for locals (I have to be a snob)

Ono Island- ask Reed. :)

Orange Beach- really good time. sophomore yr experience. little bit calmer than its friends down the road, but can still be crazy fun.

Panama City- wild. very. but fun. freshman yr.

Perdido/Soldier's Creek- yet again more of a local spot. probably my favorite.

Destin- yay for shopping.

Beaches along 30A (Seaside, Water Color, Grayton, Rosemary, etc.)- awesome if you have an extra jingle jangle in the pocket.

Words to the wise:

Contrary to what you may think or how many tanning bed runs you have made, you do need to wear sunscreen that first day on the beach. Red streaks enwrapping the stomach are not attractive on anyone.

Cookie Cake for breakfast is OK for a day. Not for a week.

If Morgan Sellers will be joining you on your vacay, do not eat ham for a month prior.

Avoid meeting up with high school friends who may be staying in your vicinity. No need for the awkwardness when you have plenty of your college friends nearby.

Panama City is the wildest, trashiest, most perfect Spring Break place on the planet. It is wonderful, if you let it be.

Club La Vela is the wildest, trashiest, most perfect Spring Break club on the planet. It is wonderful, if you let it be.

The Tiki Bar is the wildest, trashiest, most perfect Spring Break bar on the planet (unless you can get into the Flora-Bama). It is wonderful, if you let it be.

Plan on a daily trip to Wal-Mart.

Avoid mixing pop rocks and alcohol. Trust me on this one.

Listen TO this...

Ahhhhh Sundays....A day on which I can go to church, relax, catch up on some homework, and enjoy a meal with my friends. Sunday lunches have been somewhat of a struggle in 2010. After the barrel experience last week I never imagined it could get any worse. we were wrong. Today after the long period of contemplation in the parking lot of First Baptist Church, we decided to go to Zoes, a usual favorite among bloggers. Upon our arrival at Zoes, it seemed like it would be a typical visit, filled with yummy Greek food. The restaurant was packed, but nothing out of the ordinary. One by one we ordered our delicious meals and took our seats to patiently await the arrival of our lunch. Then the madness began. Morgan's meal arrived in an efficient and usual 4 or 5 minutes. We continued to wait. Another 10 minutes or so goes by and 2 plates of delicious chicken roll ups arrive. One was Kathy's, obvious by the lack of vegetables inside, and another was Courtney's, complete with potato salad. We continued to wait....and wait...and wait. Eventually, maybe after another 15 minutes, some more food arrived. Alas, it was not what Jodes had ordered. It was an "unwelcomed Chicken sandwich" in the place of her craved grilled chicken plate. Jodes decided to deal with the meal (smart choice). Let's see...whose meal is still not there? MINE. by this time it has been 30 minutes. The waitress asks me what I ordered and I responded, "Chicken Roll Ups". She runs off in a hurry. A few more minutes go by...she walks by and ensures that they are cooking. Let's now take a moment to discuss the chicken roll up. Pita bread, chicken, feta, tomatoes, onions. that's it. complicated? I think not. continuing on....Another man comes by and we ask if they have forgotten about us, and he too ensures us that they are cooking. Are they burnt by now? are you killing the chicken? Are you as incompetent as you seem? YES. Finally, the waitress arrives with a meal. It is chicken roll ups and 2 sides and a gift card to apologize. I was very thankful for the compensation as well as the thought of bringing me a surplus of sides, but alas Zoes...you have messed up again. She brought me every side BUT the one I ordered. At this point, the whole thing became a big joke. I just told her,"you know, thanks, but can I please just have some rice?" I got some. It had a dent in it, but you know...beggers can't be choosers. It was by far the craziest experience I have ever had in a Zoes. I felt as if I were in a dream...Thousands of plates of chicken roll ups floating around the restaurant, but NONE were mine. What a day.

More thoughts from the MIA bookend

Hello All, and happy 2010. I know this will be a good year for all of us. I have a few opening thoughts. First, the large bookend picture is quite retched of Lolly. I look sweaty. perhaps 2010 will be a better picture taking year for me. I can supply the blog with some lovely head shots if anyone is interested. Just send me some adoring fan mail and i will send out signed copies to anyone :). another thought: I am digging the new set up. Congrats to the lesser bookends on the lovely new design. Since I am bored in Gumptown I am actually blogging so everyone get excited. Many exciting things happened today including the premiere of one of my favorite shows: The Bachelor. Every season my heart tingles in my chest until I meet the 25-30 new contestants that are up for critique, judgement, and of course there to create some good laughs for the viewers out there. My personal favorites this season *CAUTION SPOILERS AHEAD FOR YOU LOSERS WHO HAVE'NT WATCHED IT YET*.....Vienna: The stereotypical floridian with the dog. she was creepy and the whole dog bit was very strange. Ella: YOU are wierd. Christina: brought jelly beans for all of the other girls who were going home and played a rousing game of airplane with Jake. what a winner. Roslynn: I will call you little rose for the rest of the season. Michelle: wow, that was just sad. I think she is emotionally unstable and will be a thrill to make fun of during her bachelor debut. Elizabeth is definitely my favorite so far!! This will definitely be an interesting season full of drama and thrills for the backhall. On a final note, the best show ever Modern Family FINALLY has a new episode wednesday night!!! peace for now.

Countdown no more

Finally, the 21st birthday countdown for me is over. I am now the only LEGAL bookend. The rest will just have to wait until May. That's crazy, isn't it? LA's birthday is May 12, MA's is May 16, and Jodes's is May 29. Guess I'm just the odd one out. Peace.