I have been actively searching for the origin of the "Fear the Elf" slogan for awhile. Since I have yet to find it, I decided to post the article I found on the Cleveland Brown's website about the origin of the Brown's elf mascot.
Origin of elf remains a mystery
Steve King, Associate Editor
02.17.2005
Because of injuries, the Browns had to add a lot of new faces toward the end of the 2004 season. But for some people - especially those less than 40 years old - there was one new face whose name couldn't be found anywhere in the souvenir game program.
It was the Brownie elf, a pixie-type character with big, pointy ears, wearing slip-on boots, a belt with a big buckle and a stocking cap - and a football tucked underneath his right arm.
Browns equipment manager Bobby Monica put the elf on the back of the capes the players wear during cold-weather games. Monica said it is the first time he has done that, or really put the elf onto anything significant, since he came to the Browns in the 1999 expansion season.
That's pretty much been the story with the elf - sometimes he's with the Browns, and sometimes not.
Browns alumni relations manager Dino Lucarelli, the team's unofficial historian, said the elf was with the team "at the very start" when the original franchise was born nearly 60 years ago in 1946.
"It was the first official team emblem of the Browns," Lucarelli said.
The elf graces the cover of the first four Browns media guides, 1946-49 in the All-America Football Conference. And it is featured prominently with other mentions of the team at that time.
The Cleveland Plain Dealer helped popularize the elf. The late Gordon Cobbledick, the former sports editor, decided to use the elf caricature on the front page of his section to accompany coverage of the Browns, especially game stories. The use would even reach to the front page of the entire paper on certain occasions.
If the Browns had won the day before, the Brownie elf would be smiling broadly. But if they lost, the elf would appear battered and bruised. He would have a black eye, some bandages or a cast, and maybe a few missing teeth. It's the same way the paper treated the Indians via their Chief Wahoo character.
So fans who had missed the previous day's game - remember, this is long before ESPN and other 24/7 sports stations - needed only to look at the elf to know whether the Browns had won or lost.
The elf became so popular, in fact, that the Browns' first head coach and general manager, Pro Football Hall of Famer Paul Brown, thought about putting it onto the side of the club's plain orange helmets in 1953. So he asked trainer Leo Murphy to do a mock-up of what the helmet would look like, painstakingly drawing the elf onto a decal that could be placed onto the helmets.
So what happened when Brown saw the finished product?
"He didn't like it," said Murphy, a Medina Township resident who was trainer of the Browns from 1950, the year they entered the NFL, until his semi-retirement following the 1988 season. "He told me to take it off and leave the helmets like they were."
That was good news to Murphy, who had designed the helmets in the first place only a year before.
But how the elf was born - where he came from, who designed him, and why - remains a mystery. And why an elf for the Browns? Why not some other character?
"If anyone would know the whole story on that, it would be me because I was buying all the equipment not long after that happened. And I don't know," Murphy said.
Put Lucarelli into that category as well.
"I've never seen the answer to that mentioned or written anywhere," Lucarelli admitted. "Paul Brown obviously commissioned someone to come up with it, but who that was, I don't know."
Or did he?
"I had heard or read once - I don't remember where - that the elf was taken from a Sears ad at the time, but I can't be sure of that," Monica said.
Sears director of corporate advertising Nancy Turk can, though.
"I don't see any evidence of that being the case," she said.
Stories have also circulated that the elf's origin is from the Girl Scouts. Supposedly, the wives of prominent Browns players who were also Scout leaders made up the elf from those characters associated with Brownie troops.
There may - or may not - be something to that. Newspaper clips from the early, formative days of the Browns, in 1945 and '46, do not include anything about the elf, least of all its origin. But the first appearance of the elf comes in a newspaper ad for tickets to the 1946 season opener against the Miami Seahawks at old Cleveland Stadium
The ad, which ran several weeks before that game, includes the elf, with a mean look on his face, running with a football. It is very similar to the elf that's on the cover of that first Browns media guide in 1946.
Most important, though, is the inclusion of this phrase in the ad: "Here come the Brownies."
Wherever it came from, the elf remained the emblem of the Browns through the championship years of the 1950s and until the first part of the '60s. But he started becoming extinct when Art Modell bought the club on March 21, 1961 and began putting his own imprint onto the team.
"Art was quoted on numerous occasions then that, ‘My first official act as owner of the Browns will be to get rid of that little (elf),' " Lucarelli said.
The elf, though, managed to slip through security and onto the cover of the team's 1961 media guide - for the second year in a row. But by the time the club's 1962 media guide came out, the elf was gone. It remained that way for the duration of Modell's ownership of the Browns, which ended when he moved his franchise to Baltimore following the 1995 season.
After firing Brown shortly after the conclusion of the 1962 campaign, Modell was even more determined to change things, especially those, like the elf, that were tied closely with Brown's tenure.
In lieu of the elf, the Browns quickly adopted the orange helmet as their official emblem. It stayed that way through all of the Modell years, and picked up again in 1999 when the Browns were re-born. It is still the official emblem now.
"But the elf is starting to come back," Lucarelli pointed out.
Aside from the work Monica did on the players' capes, the elf is beginning to appear again on some other items. How far that process goes, remains to be seen. The "new" Browns have also used a "Dawg" logo, which is readily identifiable with today's younger fans."
The Dawg looks a lot meaner and tougher than the elf, but then again, it lacks the elf's charm and longevity - and it's not holding a football, either.
Readers: Anyone know the true origin of the elf? Send Steve King an e-mail at sking@clevelandbrowns.com.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Night At The Races
Last night we had tickets for Night At The Races for the Eastlake midget football league. My aunt and cousins are very involved in that league and so several family members attended. We had two tables. David and I arrived late because David wanted to get there closer to the time dinner was to be served. My sister was the first to greet us. She had tried to call me because everyone was afraid we forgot about the event but of course my phone was turned off. I should say David's old phone with my number (remember mine was washed and dryed and still does not work).
The first thing I took a look at was the Chinese Auction. They had several baskets worthy of bidding. The best above all was one with an old style Browns mini-helmet signed by assorted Browns players, including Brady Quinn. All 20 tickets went in for that baby. The basket had other items such as a Brady Quinn mini-helmet (no signed), Browns football autographed by Leigh Bodden, Cleveland Cavaliers t-shirt autographed by Shannon Brown, baseball signed by Jason Michaels, baseball signed by Johnny Peralta, and a Columbus Blue Jackets mini-helmet autographed by some of the hockey players. It wasn't long before the food was served. The family style meal passed quickly around the table. The chicken was particularly good. The only way the food could have been better is if there were more of it.
With a full stomach and a yellow program, I was ready to bid on my first horse. My cousin and her fiance owned 5 of the horses racing so we had to bid on some of those. Actually, the only two races David and I won were those we bet on them. I am happy to report that at the end of the night I won my basket! This is a big deal to me because the only autograph we did not get from the Football Hall of Fame rookie meet and greet was that of Brady Quinn.
I cannot wait to do it again next year!
The boys were excited when they saw all the stuff. Jason put the Brady Quinn helmet on Shrek. It fit perfectly (even the leather chin strap). Devin liked the baseballs most of all. I have no idea where to put it all, but I'm looking forward to figuring it out.
The first thing I took a look at was the Chinese Auction. They had several baskets worthy of bidding. The best above all was one with an old style Browns mini-helmet signed by assorted Browns players, including Brady Quinn. All 20 tickets went in for that baby. The basket had other items such as a Brady Quinn mini-helmet (no signed), Browns football autographed by Leigh Bodden, Cleveland Cavaliers t-shirt autographed by Shannon Brown, baseball signed by Jason Michaels, baseball signed by Johnny Peralta, and a Columbus Blue Jackets mini-helmet autographed by some of the hockey players. It wasn't long before the food was served. The family style meal passed quickly around the table. The chicken was particularly good. The only way the food could have been better is if there were more of it.
With a full stomach and a yellow program, I was ready to bid on my first horse. My cousin and her fiance owned 5 of the horses racing so we had to bid on some of those. Actually, the only two races David and I won were those we bet on them. I am happy to report that at the end of the night I won my basket! This is a big deal to me because the only autograph we did not get from the Football Hall of Fame rookie meet and greet was that of Brady Quinn.
I cannot wait to do it again next year!
The boys were excited when they saw all the stuff. Jason put the Brady Quinn helmet on Shrek. It fit perfectly (even the leather chin strap). Devin liked the baseballs most of all. I have no idea where to put it all, but I'm looking forward to figuring it out.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Our Vegas Trip
Our plane left Cleveland on time without incident as did our connecting flight in Phoenix, Arizona. We had not eaten all day with the exception of the complimentary snack packs on the planes and few snacks I brought from home so we were starving by the time we arrived at the MGM.
We looked at the cafe prices and then ended up at their famous (says the guy behind the desk) buffet at just past the lobby. After a 10 minute wait, we were seated. Hands down the biggest buffet I have ever seen and was priced accordingly ($17.50 not including drinks, tax, and tip). As with our trip to Notre Dame, I was ill which meant that even though I was starving I could barely eat. David felt the need to eat my share because of the price and was not feeling to well himself afterward. We took a walk and played the slots for awhile. Ten dollars kept me going on the nickel slots for over an hour. The machines no longer cash out in coins, only receipts these days cutting down on the noise level considerably. The desk told us our room would be ready 3pm and it was. We decided to upgrade which gave us a room with a whirlpool tub and seperate shower as well as a nice big area to hang out in. My favorite part is the bed. I have never slept in a bed so comfortable. They give you several body sized pillows that feel like butter against your skin. The view was of the airport, Hooters, Mandalay Bay, and Tropicana Ave. We spent a good amount of time watching the planes fly in and out.
Tuesday we toured the Hoover Dam. The bus driver proved colorful making the trip even more memorable. He was fixated on UFOs and the Mafia which not only made us giggle, but he cracked himself up several times. The Boulder Dam, as it was originally named, stood as big as ever with a steady flow of tourists admiring her inside and out. Looking down at the bottom brings the size of the structure into perspective when you see the tiny trucks parked by the generators rooms (one on each side of the dam). It's funny how different things are in person than in movies though. My only vision of the dam was from that movie Fools Rush In. David and I expected there to be a line where Nevada ends and Arizona begins but there was not. There are however two clocks stating the time in Nevada and Arizona as the time changes as you cross the dam. We walked the site ourselves at first then decided to take the tour. We did not realize at first how long the tour was and ended up finishing only 10 minutes before the bus was to leave. Afterward we stopped at a chocolate factory. I was very disappointed that there were no Oompa Loompa like characters working feverishly to provide us with delicious treats like the Wonka factory tour with Gene Wilder (and his even wilder hair) giving us a ride on his train. Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory ruined a whole generation of us by raising our expectations of all things chocolate and factory. Anyway, they appeared to be cleaning the machinery when we did the walk through but were nice enough to give us a piece of candy on the way out and lead us to the candy gift shop. I controlled myself and only ate the one piece.
Upon returning, we headed over to the front of NY NY so I could get a picture of the Pepsi sign which by the way does not have Pepsi products for sale beneath it like the gigantic Coke bottle store which has tons of cute things. I was disappointed, but happy that when we walked the strip that night, the Pepsi sign was lit up and I got a great picture of it. We encountered many unsavory peddlers of porn on our walk but none in front of the hotels. We watched the Bellagio fountains twice. One of the coolest things we have done yet. I wish we would have brought the digital camera to take video footage of it. On the way back to the hotel, we stopped at Walgreens and bought my beloved Pepsi (non since Sunday), Las Vegas magnet, allergy medicine, and M&Ms. We were exhausted by the time we got back to the hotel so we both just climbed into bed and went to sleep.
The next day we viewed the Titanic exhibit. They gave us each a card of a passenger at the beginning that tells about them and then later on you can check the list to see if they survived. The staircase and deck were replicated so visitors could see them just as they were. However, you are not permitted on the stairs unless you are having a picture taken unlike the deck which is lite with stars and cool just like the deck on the Titanic that faithful night. One of my favorite pieces was the iceberg, cool and smooth to the touch. My passenger Mary Davis survived the voyage but David's violin player did not.
Wednesday night we had tickets to see Carrot Top. His performance was at the Luxor. Very cool and confusing hotel. We almost didn't find the theater in time to claim our tickets. His performance was interactive with rain falling on us a couple of times, smoke, and confetti. I was grateful he didn't go Gallagher on us with the fruit. That would've been too much I think. The show flew by. We agreed that it was the best part of the trip.
Thursday morning we headed home. Unfortunately our luggage did not follow. All three bags are MIA. At least we didn't loose them on the way there. We are still waiting to hear about them. On the way home from the airport, the van died. David's brother came out to drive me home while David waiting for a tow truck. The roads were dangerous last night and people were flying past us. It was a little scary sitting in along side the road like that. David was able to get the van to a gas station after I left but did not ensure his safety as he was still not in the best of neighborhoods to wait for the tow.
The important thing is we made it home in one piece and we had a good time.
Even so, we will not be returning to Vegas. I think, unless you are a big gambler, once is enough.
We looked at the cafe prices and then ended up at their famous (says the guy behind the desk) buffet at just past the lobby. After a 10 minute wait, we were seated. Hands down the biggest buffet I have ever seen and was priced accordingly ($17.50 not including drinks, tax, and tip). As with our trip to Notre Dame, I was ill which meant that even though I was starving I could barely eat. David felt the need to eat my share because of the price and was not feeling to well himself afterward. We took a walk and played the slots for awhile. Ten dollars kept me going on the nickel slots for over an hour. The machines no longer cash out in coins, only receipts these days cutting down on the noise level considerably. The desk told us our room would be ready 3pm and it was. We decided to upgrade which gave us a room with a whirlpool tub and seperate shower as well as a nice big area to hang out in. My favorite part is the bed. I have never slept in a bed so comfortable. They give you several body sized pillows that feel like butter against your skin. The view was of the airport, Hooters, Mandalay Bay, and Tropicana Ave. We spent a good amount of time watching the planes fly in and out.
Tuesday we toured the Hoover Dam. The bus driver proved colorful making the trip even more memorable. He was fixated on UFOs and the Mafia which not only made us giggle, but he cracked himself up several times. The Boulder Dam, as it was originally named, stood as big as ever with a steady flow of tourists admiring her inside and out. Looking down at the bottom brings the size of the structure into perspective when you see the tiny trucks parked by the generators rooms (one on each side of the dam). It's funny how different things are in person than in movies though. My only vision of the dam was from that movie Fools Rush In. David and I expected there to be a line where Nevada ends and Arizona begins but there was not. There are however two clocks stating the time in Nevada and Arizona as the time changes as you cross the dam. We walked the site ourselves at first then decided to take the tour. We did not realize at first how long the tour was and ended up finishing only 10 minutes before the bus was to leave. Afterward we stopped at a chocolate factory. I was very disappointed that there were no Oompa Loompa like characters working feverishly to provide us with delicious treats like the Wonka factory tour with Gene Wilder (and his even wilder hair) giving us a ride on his train. Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory ruined a whole generation of us by raising our expectations of all things chocolate and factory. Anyway, they appeared to be cleaning the machinery when we did the walk through but were nice enough to give us a piece of candy on the way out and lead us to the candy gift shop. I controlled myself and only ate the one piece.
Upon returning, we headed over to the front of NY NY so I could get a picture of the Pepsi sign which by the way does not have Pepsi products for sale beneath it like the gigantic Coke bottle store which has tons of cute things. I was disappointed, but happy that when we walked the strip that night, the Pepsi sign was lit up and I got a great picture of it. We encountered many unsavory peddlers of porn on our walk but none in front of the hotels. We watched the Bellagio fountains twice. One of the coolest things we have done yet. I wish we would have brought the digital camera to take video footage of it. On the way back to the hotel, we stopped at Walgreens and bought my beloved Pepsi (non since Sunday), Las Vegas magnet, allergy medicine, and M&Ms. We were exhausted by the time we got back to the hotel so we both just climbed into bed and went to sleep.
The next day we viewed the Titanic exhibit. They gave us each a card of a passenger at the beginning that tells about them and then later on you can check the list to see if they survived. The staircase and deck were replicated so visitors could see them just as they were. However, you are not permitted on the stairs unless you are having a picture taken unlike the deck which is lite with stars and cool just like the deck on the Titanic that faithful night. One of my favorite pieces was the iceberg, cool and smooth to the touch. My passenger Mary Davis survived the voyage but David's violin player did not.
Wednesday night we had tickets to see Carrot Top. His performance was at the Luxor. Very cool and confusing hotel. We almost didn't find the theater in time to claim our tickets. His performance was interactive with rain falling on us a couple of times, smoke, and confetti. I was grateful he didn't go Gallagher on us with the fruit. That would've been too much I think. The show flew by. We agreed that it was the best part of the trip.
Thursday morning we headed home. Unfortunately our luggage did not follow. All three bags are MIA. At least we didn't loose them on the way there. We are still waiting to hear about them. On the way home from the airport, the van died. David's brother came out to drive me home while David waiting for a tow truck. The roads were dangerous last night and people were flying past us. It was a little scary sitting in along side the road like that. David was able to get the van to a gas station after I left but did not ensure his safety as he was still not in the best of neighborhoods to wait for the tow.
The important thing is we made it home in one piece and we had a good time.
Even so, we will not be returning to Vegas. I think, unless you are a big gambler, once is enough.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Mr. Woodcock
Movie Review: Mr. Woodcock
I really wanted this movie to be good. As you know, I am the two star movie queen. I laugh hysterically every time I watch Just Friends. Every time. So when I saw the trailer for this movie I thought it was the same type of silliness. Trailers are evil. They can brain wash you into believing a movie is good by showing the only clips worthy of viewing (in the entire movie) over and over again. That "Take a lap" line hooked me. It wasn't a terrible movie, but it also wasn't worth the price of rental. I can hear Billy Bob's character now (in his monotone matter-of-fact voice), "Kim, you slack jawed overweight simpleton. Only you would watch this movie and expect it to be funny....[pause, look of disdain] Take a lap."
I really wanted this movie to be good. As you know, I am the two star movie queen. I laugh hysterically every time I watch Just Friends. Every time. So when I saw the trailer for this movie I thought it was the same type of silliness. Trailers are evil. They can brain wash you into believing a movie is good by showing the only clips worthy of viewing (in the entire movie) over and over again. That "Take a lap" line hooked me. It wasn't a terrible movie, but it also wasn't worth the price of rental. I can hear Billy Bob's character now (in his monotone matter-of-fact voice), "Kim, you slack jawed overweight simpleton. Only you would watch this movie and expect it to be funny....[pause, look of disdain] Take a lap."
The Prettiest Vomit I've Ever Seen
The prettiest vomit I’ve ever seen
Jason has not been up for Sorry today. He ate a tiny bit this morning and had half of a milk shake this afternoon. He hasn't left the couch once. I let the Motrin wear off so his body could have some time to fight the infection. Shortly after I took his temp (103.6) he vomited. I have cleaned up more than my share of emesis, both human and animal alike, but none has ever looked so pretty. It resembled vanilla pudding. Devin thought it looked more like pancake batter. I think he is right. No odor, no fuss clean up. Usually it happens in the middle of the night and shoots in every direction. The worst I can remember was when Devin became sick in the car years ago. The car never did smell the same.
I gave J some Motrin. It didn't bring the temp all the way down earlier, so I am curious to see his temp in a couple of hours.
I am going to my uncle's wake in a little while, hopefully he will be okay until I get back. David doesn't do well with vomiting children, not even his own.
Jason has not been up for Sorry today. He ate a tiny bit this morning and had half of a milk shake this afternoon. He hasn't left the couch once. I let the Motrin wear off so his body could have some time to fight the infection. Shortly after I took his temp (103.6) he vomited. I have cleaned up more than my share of emesis, both human and animal alike, but none has ever looked so pretty. It resembled vanilla pudding. Devin thought it looked more like pancake batter. I think he is right. No odor, no fuss clean up. Usually it happens in the middle of the night and shoots in every direction. The worst I can remember was when Devin became sick in the car years ago. The car never did smell the same.
I gave J some Motrin. It didn't bring the temp all the way down earlier, so I am curious to see his temp in a couple of hours.
I am going to my uncle's wake in a little while, hopefully he will be okay until I get back. David doesn't do well with vomiting children, not even his own.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
GINGER ALE AND SORRY IN OUR FUTURE
WEEK IN REVIEW
I STUDIED NON-STOP FOR MY FINAL EXAM STARTING LAST FRIDAY ONLY TO HAVE SCHOOL CANCELLED MONDAY BECAUSE OF THE COLD WEATHER. ONE WOULD THINK IT WAS A BLESSING, BUT NOT ME. I WAS READY AND WAITING JUST STRESSED ME OUT. I FINISHED UP CLINICALS THIS WEEK AND TOOK THE FINAL TODAY. I AM PROUD TO SAY I EARNED A 90%. I KEPT LOOKING AT THE SCORE JUST IN CASE I WAS MISTAKEN, BUT THE SCORE DID NOT CHANGE. I WAS SO EXCITED I HUGGED PEOPLE I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW. I AM COMPLETELY DONE WITH CLASSES NOW. I ONLY HAVE CLINICAL PRACTICUM IN MAY AND THEN I GRADUATE. THIS IS MY FIRST COLLEGE DEGREE.
EARLY THIS MORNING J WASN'T FEELING WELL. HE ENDED UP COMING HOME FROM SCHOOL WITH A TEMP OF 101. WHATEVER IT IS, WE ARE ALL FEELING IT. J HAS THE FEVER, LETHARGY, AND NAUSEA. DEV HAS A HEADACHE. DAVID HAS A SORE THROAT. I HAVE THE LETHARGY, SINUS PAIN, AND MIGRAINE HEADACHE. J WILL HAVE TO STAY HOME TOMORROW BECAUSE OF THE FEVER. I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO IT. WE WILL DRINK LOTS OF GINGER ALE AND PLAY SORRY ALL DAY. LIFE ISN'T TOO BAD ON MY END.
I STUDIED NON-STOP FOR MY FINAL EXAM STARTING LAST FRIDAY ONLY TO HAVE SCHOOL CANCELLED MONDAY BECAUSE OF THE COLD WEATHER. ONE WOULD THINK IT WAS A BLESSING, BUT NOT ME. I WAS READY AND WAITING JUST STRESSED ME OUT. I FINISHED UP CLINICALS THIS WEEK AND TOOK THE FINAL TODAY. I AM PROUD TO SAY I EARNED A 90%. I KEPT LOOKING AT THE SCORE JUST IN CASE I WAS MISTAKEN, BUT THE SCORE DID NOT CHANGE. I WAS SO EXCITED I HUGGED PEOPLE I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW. I AM COMPLETELY DONE WITH CLASSES NOW. I ONLY HAVE CLINICAL PRACTICUM IN MAY AND THEN I GRADUATE. THIS IS MY FIRST COLLEGE DEGREE.
EARLY THIS MORNING J WASN'T FEELING WELL. HE ENDED UP COMING HOME FROM SCHOOL WITH A TEMP OF 101. WHATEVER IT IS, WE ARE ALL FEELING IT. J HAS THE FEVER, LETHARGY, AND NAUSEA. DEV HAS A HEADACHE. DAVID HAS A SORE THROAT. I HAVE THE LETHARGY, SINUS PAIN, AND MIGRAINE HEADACHE. J WILL HAVE TO STAY HOME TOMORROW BECAUSE OF THE FEVER. I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO IT. WE WILL DRINK LOTS OF GINGER ALE AND PLAY SORRY ALL DAY. LIFE ISN'T TOO BAD ON MY END.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
NY Giants win the Super Bowl!!!!!!
On that last Giants touchdown I screamed so loud Jason is deaf in his left ear. Dev just shook his head and said, "You know better than to sit next mom during a game."
David and Dev were rooting for the Patriots. David chose them because their winning would make NFL history. Jason and I were rooting for the Giants. I chose the Giants because they have the most Notre Dame players (of the two teams). That and my fondness for Peyton Manning extends to his brother. Wow! Back to back Manning Super Bowl MVPs. Now that is history. While I think that is cool, Justin Tuck performed better than Ely did on the field today. He should have won the MVP award.
Notre Dame Players:
86 Jerome Collins
91 Justin Tuck
David and Dev were rooting for the Patriots. David chose them because their winning would make NFL history. Jason and I were rooting for the Giants. I chose the Giants because they have the most Notre Dame players (of the two teams). That and my fondness for Peyton Manning extends to his brother. Wow! Back to back Manning Super Bowl MVPs. Now that is history. While I think that is cool, Justin Tuck performed better than Ely did on the field today. He should have won the MVP award.
Notre Dame Players:
86 Jerome Collins
91 Justin Tuck
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Vegas here we come.
First trip to Vegas in the works. David and I have never been there. I'm so excited. I cannot wait to find the nickel slots!
succubus
Today at lunch I used the word succubus when refering to female narcissists. This is not I word I generally use but it seemed appropriate. To be certain, I decided to look up the meaning as well as the spelling, because I was taught never to use a word you can't spell. What I found surprised me. I understood the meaning loosely. I believed it meant a person who sucks the life out of you. While this is partially true, it is not entirely accurate. A succubus means different things to different people. One thing all definitions have in common is that it is a demon in female form. Some believe it has sex with men while they are sleeping and in doing so sucks the life right out of them. Others believe the demon lures unfaithful men to have sex. During the act, the razor blades in the succubus's vagina cut the man who is subsequently devoured alive while writhing in pain.
I will choose my words more carefully next time.
I will choose my words more carefully next time.
Friday, February 1, 2008
my life in a bubble
I haven't slept much this week. The first of three tests was Monday. I didn't feel prepared and eventhough I passed, I am determined to do better next time. I was wide awake the entire night before so it is a miracle I passed at all. Clinicals were hairy. Just when I thought I was getting back into the swing of things in med surg I was proven wrong. As group leader, I believe I performed well. With my patients, I need to be a little more organized. I am confident that by next week I will be fine. By this time next week, I will be preparing for my final exam. These five week classes fly by.
David and I are thinking about trying a new (new to us) restaurant/jazz club in Cleveland Heights called Nighttown. As you know, I am not much for cooking and the like, so we eat out quite a bit. Which also means we have eaten just about every where around here. I am bored with just going out to eat. I want to be entertained. Life is good, but sometimes you just need to get out there and live a little. This coming from me is a bit of a shock as I am very fond of my position here on my comfy couch, but I am beginning to see that I have lived over half my life in a bubble.
David and I are thinking about trying a new (new to us) restaurant/jazz club in Cleveland Heights called Nighttown. As you know, I am not much for cooking and the like, so we eat out quite a bit. Which also means we have eaten just about every where around here. I am bored with just going out to eat. I want to be entertained. Life is good, but sometimes you just need to get out there and live a little. This coming from me is a bit of a shock as I am very fond of my position here on my comfy couch, but I am beginning to see that I have lived over half my life in a bubble.
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