Why I will never drink another Dr Pepper

Screw you Goliath.

My favorite things

I always love blog posts about people's favorite things, so I thought I'd share some of my own favorites of the moment.

1. Favorite winter addition (and possibly my favorite thing in the world right now):

My sherpa blanket from Costco. It has a super soft, fluffy, fake sheep side, and a velvety reverse. I bought one on impulse, and have regretted not buying them all ever since. I have had dreams that I found these on sale and bought all of them. I love this blanket so much. I hope Costco rotates them back in next season.

Runner up: the ultra soft bamboo sheets and memory foam pillow my mom gave us for Christmas. Being in bed is like being wrapped in a warm, soft cocoon. Love...

2. Favorite technology product:

My Book Book case for my MacBook Pro. My MacBook Pro is sort of large, so the Book Book case makes it look like I'm carrying around a giant ledger. It's amazing. My friend has a Book Book case for her iPhone; people always ask her why she's carrying around a tiny Bible.

Runner up: my iPhone 4S. I may be required to use Apple products for work, but my love for my iPhone runs deeper than any filial respect for my employer's product choices. My iPhone 4S was my first foray into smartphone territory, and I fear I'll never look back.

3. Favorite vegetable currently in season in Texas:

Leeks have a really nice, delicate flavor. I like to put them in soup. They're usually a spring or summer vegetable, but Texas benefits from milder winters.

Runner up: Kale. It's sweeter and milder than a lot of leafy greens. I like to lightly saute it with a little minced garlic.

4. Favorite TV Show:

There is no contest here. Team Knope all the way. I love scripted television more than a person should. I love this show more than I should. It is the best ever.

Runners up: I am afraid to list all of the runners up lest you realize exactly how much television I actually watch. I particularly love 30 Rock, New Girl, Raising Hope, and Being Human. We'll pretend that's all I watch.

I am off to enjoy the first of three days off work now. Days off work = perhaps my favorite thing of all.

Quitting Facebook

I deleted my Facebook account a few months ago. I told people it had to do with Crazy Poop Lady* and wanting more privacy online, but that was mostly a lie for the following reasons:

1. I generally don't believe in security through obscurity as a matter of principle.
2. Most of my Facebook profile took full advantage of the limited privacy options the site offered.
3. I was too lazy to update it much anyway.
4. I still have a Twitter, a Tumblr, Google+, a Pinterest account, an Instagram, an old MySpace account that I find too hilariously bad to delete, a LinkedIn account, a half a dozen more accounts that I've probably temporarily or permanently forgotten about, a half a dozen other online profiles and wishlists that would probably give you more ammunition against me than anything I ever posted on Facebook, and this blog. And it's all easy to find, even if you're not a semi-professional Creepy Internet Stalker like me.

No, to be honest, I mostly quit Facebook because I found it annoying. It got to the point where it reminded me of a high school cafeteria (with the addition of cousins, advertisers, and, most recently, grandmothers): everyone talked about the Same Damn Things all the time, and there really weren't a lot of healthy options on the menu for people who just wanted to extend metaphors way too far and mostly be left alone. By the end, I had taken full advantage of the "hide all posts" option and I felt like last Little One in the bed: my News Feed consisted of months-old status updates from my high school art history teacher and a few interesting science-related articles and infographics posted by a guy I hadn't talked talked to in 12 years.

So after the last big round of "Facebook changed it's privacy/filtering options and it is over-sharing/over-informing and I don't know how to fix it" I deleted my account. There was minor drama -- "Sandra deleted me from Facebook?! Can you ask her what I did?" "OMG, she deleted me too!" -- which I ignored, because the people I want to talk to generally know how to use telephones and email and don't overreact to perceived internet slights. Mostly, there was a general "Yeah, that makes sense that you'd do that" consensus.

How is life Facebook-free? Well, it's pretty much the same, except I have a little more free time to waste watching scripted television and I don't get irrationally irritated with friends and acquaintances as often. There are a few websites I can't use because they require me to sign in with a Facebook profile, but honestly, I find that sort of pushy and am more than happy to take my business elsewhere. A few local businesses use Facebook pages instead of real web pages, but Yelp comes in handy for those cases, and I figure eventually those businesses will grow up, realize they aren't a lemonade stand, and set up real websites like the big kids have**.

I don't see myself creating a new Facebook profile any time soon (or ever, at this point). I want to do things because I find them interesting, not because the pictures would make me look cool on a social networking site. I want to be friends with people, not "friend" them.

I guess saying all this may make me sound just as smug and annoying as people who "don't own a television." So I'll qualify with this: I don't think quitting Facebook has done anything to magically improve my quality of life (or will do anything magical for anyone else). It's just that the choice between using something that annoyed me on a daily basis and not using it? Was kind of an easy decision.

/ end rant.

Any questions?

*Seriously. Between Facebook, Google, and Libertarian websites that take the Freedom of Information Act to its creepy extremes, I could write Poop Lady's back story for an episode of Intervention (complete with pictures, work history, and obituaries). The Internets can be a scary place.

**Maybe I am a little bitter about businesses not having real webpages. But graphic designers and webmasters need jobs too! Oh, the economy!

State flags humor

"Sometimes state flags look like images that cannot be displayed."

This is the funniest thing I've read in a while.

Happy New Year! (Now with less stomach virus!)

I spent the last week or so of 2011 in bed with some sort of stomach bug. It made me feverish, achy, and interested only in listening to Alec Baldwin's podcasts and episodes of Radiolab. I'm sure my inner high-school-student-finishing-a-term-paper could turn the experience into some sort of metaphor that captured the essence of the entire year, but my outer 31-year-old is too lazy for that. Being sick during the holidays sucked, but I feel better now. End of story.

I'm feeling pretty positive about 2012. Like most people, I'm planning to be healthier, funnier, happier, and more productive. Whether I'll achieve those goals remains to be seen, but it's nice to have a more positive outlook for a change. I even took down the Christmas tree before New Year's and finally scheduled a lady doctor appointment like a real adult.

Onward.