Cockroach
On Thursday, I was working in the costume shop, which is in the basement of the Cathedral of Learning. Not the nice ground floor that most people think is the basement, with the coffee shop and the computer labs, but the real basement, where there are no windows or doors to the outside except the loading dock. The costume shop, as I have mentioned before, is in the very center of this floor. Just some background info.
Anyway, I was working in the shop when I noticed a rather large cockroach on its back a few feet away from me. It was struggling to right itself unsuccessfully, its flailing legs grabbing nothing but air and dust bunnies. The rest of the shop was busy with a fitting, so I said nothing. I figured it couldn't go anywhere while it was stuck on its back like that, anyway.
Later in the day, I noticed a stink bug crawling on my boss's notebook. She had said that there were a lot of these little brown bugs on the stuff she had bought at a thrift store just this morning, so I wasn't surprised to see it but I thought I should at least let her know, since the fitting was now over. She freaked out a little bit, decreed that it needed to be killed, and went to get the bug spray. Since she couldn't find the spray and she didn't want the stink bug to get away, she grabbed what appeared to be the next best thing: tacky spray, a kind of spray glue in an aerosol can. She went to town on that little bug, spraying it from all angles with this sticky spray. While she was at it, I thought I'd inform her of the cockroach that was still on its back under a clothing rack. She freaked out a little more and then sprayed it, too. Sometime during the spraying, it managed to flip over, but it couldn't exactly move, because it was now glued to the floor. Actually, both bugs were now glued to place where she sprayed them, and neither was dead. I guess tacky spray isn't toxic after all.
We were now faced with the dilemma of finishing the job in the least messy way possible. My boss got rid of the stinkbug by throwing away the page of her notebook it was glued to, and a fellow workstudy and I were left to dispose of the cockroach. Ah, how to proceed?
After considering several methods (and poking the cockroach with a piece of paper for a while), here is what we did:
a) He folded up a paper towel, laid it on top of the glued-down cockroach, and stepped on it repeatedly. It crunched.
b) He lifted the paper towel, much to everyone's disgust.
c) He wiped away what wasn't stuck to the floor with another paper towel.
d) I doused the stuck-to-the-floor remains with adhesive remover.
e) We waited one minute.
f) He wiped up what he could with more paper towels.
g) I doused it again. (There were still antennae and legs stuck to the floor.)
h) We waited another minute.
i) He wiped up the remainder of that poor unfortunate cockroach. What a way to go.
This sequence, of course, does not include the abundance of screaming and general causing-of-a-scene that went on in addition to these steps. What did you expect? We're all theatre people.
Blues Dancing
Later that night, I went to CMU's Chicken Swing, which as I have mentioned in the past is an excellent way to get my dancing fix, especially because by Thursday night, I need to dance. We learned blues dancing, which is kind of a looser form of tango with a bit of swing mixed in. Maybe. I don't really know the proper definition or the roots of the dance, but I know that it's pretty darn fun. No, "fun" isn't really the right word for it, because it's not as fast-paced and exhilarating as some other forms of dance. It seems like it would be good for late at night, when you're getting a little tired but want to keep dancing.
Here are the things I really like about blues dancing:
- It's pretty simple to learn. There's no basic step, really, just the pulse of the music and keeping with that. And keeping with your lead, obviously, if you're a follow.
- The follow has a bit more freedom in this dance. In most partner dances, it's completely about listening to the lead and following what he wants you to do, but in this there is a bit more leeway. Of course, you maintain a connection and stay with him in general, but if you want to get the hips going or stylize a little bit, it's all fair game.
- The hold is so close! I prefer this; I think it's easier to maintain the connection and to feel the lead. Nope, I have no qualms about getting very close to a perfect stranger. Is that weird? Well either way, I very much enjoyed getting close to my dance partners last night.
Vitamins
I know that I should take vitamins. I learned that while I was in Africa. But even here in the States, where my diet consists of much more than rice and red sauce, I really should be supplementing it in some way. But I hate those huge pills... so I usually don't. Thus, gummy vitamins. I decided that that was the solution to this dilemma. But I haven't done anything about it yet. I decided this about 3 months ago...
So, last night I returned from dancing, and my housemate had been shopping. And she bought... drum roll please... DISNEY PRINCESSES GUMMY VITAMINS!!!!!!!! I am so happy about this. One of my career goals is to be a Disney Princess, so I think it's a good idea to take princess vitamins. You know. ;)
Puppies
On Friday a friend of mine and I went to a house in the neighborhood around Mercy Hospital to look at some 2-month-old pit bull puppies. I was answering an ad in the Pitt News, so I had no idea who these people were or where their house was. Everyone I told about this said it sounded sketch, but I was determined. I called my wonderful daddy and told him the exact address where we'd be and that I would call him when we were done.
Everything turned out fine, of course. The breeders were really nice people who answered all my silly questions about their puppies and their other pets and training and on and on. And the puppies were absolutely adorable. I got right on the floor and played with them for most of our visit, so by the time we left my hands and arms looked like I had been mauled by a very small tiger. Totally worth it.
Smiling
Friday morning, I ran into a friend of mine on my way to my 11am class, and as usual, I smiled at her. But this time, it was real. I've gotten pretty good at faking it, and lately I've had plenty of opportunities to do so. I don't think I've genuinely smiled, as an expression of joy that I felt in my heart, for almost a month. But I am smiling for real again. I'm glad. I was getting so tired of pretending to be happy.
New Phone
Good ol' Dad renewed our contract with Sprint, so I got a sweet awesome Samsung Seek absolutely free!!! I was hesitant to graduate to a qwerty keyboard and touchscreen after two years with my standard flip phone, but I am adjusting very quickly and I like it a whole lot. It has a blue ribbon of color running around the outside, and the inside when you slide it open is also blue. I like to think that Mary has her mantle wrapped around my little phone. Maybe that's silly. I don't care. :)
There are more, but those are the best ones. More to come, perhaps.
Dear Janay,
ReplyDeleteOne of the best descriptions of a cockroach killing I have ever read!!
Dancing is great exercise!!
Disney Princess?!!! In FL or CA? Can you get free tickets for friends to come? :-)
Pit bulls = careful attention!
Sincere smiles are nice to give and receive - though I am no expert in this matter!
New phone? Thanks to " 'ol Dad ". What a nice guy!
Thanks for sharing the "best" ones!!
LYF.
Blad the Rad