Life at the DMV

People say that money can’t buy happiness. I don’t always agree. Let me tell you why…

As a relatively new resident of North Carolina (I moved here in May.), I had to go through the process of getting a new driver’s license and registering my car down here. As a state requirement, I wasn’t able to get my car registered the same day I obtained my license. (It’s complicated… not worth the full explanation.)

Anywho, yesterday, I was able to make the undesirable trip to the North Carolina License Plate Agency. (Keep in mind, this is a separate building/location than the North Carolina Driver’s License Agency where I had to go re-take a written driver’s test to obtain my NC license. Life is different in the South. In Connecticut, you just go to the DMV, one building, for everything.) I was told last month (in a previous trip to the License Pl… oh screw it, I’m calling it the DMV…) that the cost to register my car was going to be well over $500 with the majority of it coming from a 3% state highway tax (or something like that). Well, yesterday, I’m signing all of these papers and the woman behind the counter says that my total costs for the registration was $74. I told her that I was expecting (but in no way complaining) that I thought I would have to pay $500ish for the state highway tax. She told me that I didn’t have to because the car was a gift.

Let me tell you, finding out that you don’t have to write a check for $500 is a great feeling that brought me happiness.

But wait…

I was right.

“You are right,” this woman said, after she left to go ‘finalize’ everything. (At this point, I had already written the $74 check.) “You have to pay the state highway tax since the car’s from out-of-state.”

Ha. You’re kidding.

Since I was expecting to pay the $500+, voiding the first check and writing the second one wasn’t a big deal. It’s just ironic because, like I said earlier, people say that money can’t buy happiness. BUT, let me tell you, for those two whole minutes when I thought I was going to walk out of the DMV with only a $74 dent in my checking account, I was nothing but happy.

At times, money can buy happiness.

An Escape to Baseball

I’m one of those people that actually read horoscopes at the end of the day. Reading them ahead of time, to me, seems like it might defeat the entire purpose of living the day to its fullest. Sometimes when I read horoscopes in the morning, I wonder all day if any of it will come try. It’s distracting. Therefore, awhile ago, I’ve started delaying my trips to Shine from Yahoo! until the end of day or the following morning.

As a result, this was my horoscope from yesterday (March 20):

What do you want to do today? It’s all about you, even if there are other demands on your time, so make sure that you’re focused on personal needs today. It’s not selfish, it’s timely!

It is kind of freaking me out how true this was. Sure, I had other demands on my mind (i.e. groups projects for class) but I decided to do something that I wanted to do for myself. I really needed the break from classwork, studying, and campus-life in general. As a result, I accepted the invitation to travel with HPU’s baseball team to its game at East Carolina University. While I was weighing the pros and cons of going versus not going, I realized afterwards that I needed the distraction. My mind’s been in a bad place these last few months but when I’m around the sport of baseball, it feels like I’m living a totally different life. Whether it was picking up baseballs during batting practice, keeping a “pitcher tendency chart” during the game, watching some of High Point players make outstanding defensive plays, or riding on a bus for three hours (each way), it was an escape. A place that I want to escape to again.

Sure, going to the beach is always nice. But I’d take a trip to the ballpark over the beach in a heartbeat. There is just something about the game that has captured my heart.

And I refuse to let the feeling go.

“Falling On Your Face Is Still Moving Forward”

Twice yesterday, I almost fell flat on my face. The first time, I tripped over a curb. The second time, I tripped over a step or two in a baseball dugout (surrounded by a bunch of guys, no less.)

Smooth, I know.

But those two events reminded me of a quote that I heard on two different occassions from Mack Dryden, a motivational comedian. His routines always ended with: “Falling on your face is still moving forward.” And it’s true. The one thing you learn about falling (whether it’s literally or figuratively) is to get back up and to try do better next time. As a result, one of my goals today is to only trip once, if that’s even possible.

Furthermore, this quote got me thinking. Maybe it’s time for a blog-makeover. I had orginally created this blog solely because of the New York Yankees. However, lately, my entries have been nowhere close to Yankees-related. In this case, I have tripped and fallen but have risen with new perspectives, new ideas, and new things to talk about. Don’t get me wrong, I will continue to blog about the Yankees and baseball and such but I think that in order to gain a larger audience, maybe it’s time to make this blog about my life, rather than mostly about the New York Yankees.

Having said that, look out for a post about a recent horoscope of mine later today! :)

The Most Perfect Non-Perfect Game

When people refer to a perfect game in baseball, they are referring to when a pitcher gets 27 consecutive outs and, therefore, does not allow any runners on base.

Today’s non-conference college baseball match-up between High Point University and Central Connecticut State University was pretty much perfect. No, I’m not talking about an actually perfect-game. Just my kind of perfect. It was just about as perfect as a non-perfect game gets. Why? Let’s see…

  • For the first time since I’ve been at High Point, the opposing team is actually from Connecticut (my home state). In fact, I have been on Central CT’s campus a time or two. Nevertheless, watching my school’s baseball team play against a team from home is pretty cool.
  • Every High Point player (and coach) wears high socks/stirrups. It’s been this way for many years now. However, most of time, when it comes to the opposing team, only a few players were them. Central CT? Nope. Every. Single. Player. Was. Wearing. High socks/stirrups. When you have two teams rocking the high socks/stirrups, you’ve got yourself a true baseball game.
  • The time of the game was exactly two hours. Not a minute more. Not a minute less. Quickest 9-inning HPU Baseball game I’ve been at (and I’ve been to them all) with the exception of a 1-hr, 58-minute Friday night game at some point last season.
  • High Point’s starting pitcher struck out a – I think? – career high, 10 batters (in his 8 innings). The lone reliever ended up striking out the side in the 9th. 13 strikeouts in one game? Good for High Point. Bad for Central CT.
  • AND, it didn’t rain for once; the sun was shining.

Let’s hope that the rest of this Central CT v. High Point series is a good as today’s game was.

Go Panthers!

A Facebook-Structured Novel

Okay, so this might be hard to explain but I will try my best…

Since I am a girl whose teenage years were not that long ago, I remember reading the following book:

(From Wikipedia)

There were a couple other books in the series (ttfn and l8r, g8r); however, I never did get around to reading them.

The thing that makes these books different than most young-adult novels is the formatting of the story. It’s not your typical chapter/paragraph book. In fact, it’s all in the form of instant messaging. (If you click on the “Click to Look Inside” link on ttyl‘s Amazon page, you can see this format for yourself.)

Anywho, my point: if that kind of format was pretty successful, would a novel that’s formatted and structured like Facebook be successful, too?

Let me explain how I might work:

  • Instead of chapters, it would following the similar structure of Ms. Myracle’s works where the “chapter” titles are really the dates and/or times of when a conversation took place.
  • Each “chapter” would start off with either a Facebook status, a picture, or a link to article. The rest of the “chapter” would be comments pertaining to that status, picture, or link.
  • The “characters”, I think, would have to have some similarity. In other words, all the “commenters” would have to be on the same sports team or be in the same school or work in the same place.

Here’s an example… just off the top of my head. For the sake of this blog’s name, let’s just assume that the characters in this example all play baseball for their high school. **For the simplicity of this example, I will not be using last names.

Alex’s Facebook Status (March 30):

Alex [Last Name]: It looks like I missed a really good conversation. Rumor has it that our athletic trainer is allergic to Collin? Do we even WANT to know the entire story? – Brittany [Last Name] Collin [Last Name]

Brittany and Collin would be “tagged” in this status. The following would be the rest of the chapter/comments in response to Alex’s status:

Collin: Nope.

Brittany: *Digs a gigantic hole and buries herself in fear of lifetime embarrassment*

Derek: All I heard was Coach yelling: “Brittany’s allergic to Alex! Brittany’s allergic to Alex!” I figured that was weird enough so I didn’t investigate further

Brittany: Guys, you do realize that I could be the very 1st person to die of hiccups?

Derek: Guys, you do realize that if that happens you’d become famous and then we would all become famous for knowing you?

Collin: Guys, you do realize that if that happens, I’d go to jail for murder?

Derek: I can imagine it: 92lbs baseball player from ABC High is arrested on charges pertaining to a murder. Reports have it that the team’s athletic trainer (name not released for fear of embarrassment) recently died from hiccuping, and Collin was the source of the cause.

Derek [continued...]: Unfortunately, for the victim, she was allergic to Collin but wasn’t aware of it until their first – and what apparently was their last – encounter. It’s a sad tale, folks. *hiccup*

Ernie: Brittany, are you a organ donor? Maybe they can take your organs and figure out (insert super important medical term) and name a cure for hiccups after you.

Derek: Dude, way to break the mourning process. We’re still fragile and at a loss right now.

Brittany: Actually, it’ll probably be Collin who will invent the cure. He won’t go to jail because he just was so unstable after my death and the jury felt bad. He’ll go to medical school and become a superduper doctor and invent the cure. And, thank you, Derek.

Alex: “…become a superduper doctor and invent the cure…” out of fear. Fear of killing another human soul.

Collin: If that’s the case, ya’ll should be nice to me. I’ll be raking in more money than A-Rod by then.

Ernie: You’ll be raking in the money and A-Rod will be raking the infield for some college or low-a team in the middle of nowhere. Just him and his rake. All by his lonesome self.

Alex: I’d pay big bucks to see that!

Felix: I’d pay big bucks and bet that he’d need to use PEDs in order to get the job done correctly.

Gavin: Wow. I’m late to the party. Going from Brittany being allergic to Collin to A-Rod using PEDs while raking. I love you all!

Hunter: In 1300 years when the new baseball field is finally built, Collin will donate millions of dollars to it and it will be dedicated to him. Collin Field.

Collin: If I’m alive 1300 years from now… well, that’s a scary thought. How many great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great (more greats?) grandkids will I have?

Derek: None.

Collin: Ouch.

Thoughts?

P.S. I’m now thinking that the beginning of the book (or each chapter) has to include a short bio of each character. Just a thought.

Movie Titles Without the Letter “S”

Earlier today, this “photo” appeared on my Facebook timeline.

Challenge Accepted!!! (And NO(!) I won’t cheat!)

Ready… Set… GO!

  • Titanic
  • Wizard of Oz
  • Read it and Weep
  • The Parent Trap
  • The Notebook
  • Cinderella
  • Romeo and Juliet
  • Vacation
  • Flightplan
  • Inception
  • Pitch Perfect
  • To Kill A Mockingbird
  • Harry Potter
  • Twilight
  • 300
  • The Town
  • Eight Men Out
  • Legally Blonde
  • Freaky Friday
  • The Ugly Truth
  • Date Night
  • Knocked Up
  • Like Mike
  • The Lizzie McGuire Movie
  • Loving Leah
  • My Big Fat Greek Wedding
  • Accepted
  • Lincoln
  • Bend It Like Beckham
  • Fever Pitch
  • Flubber
  • Air Bud
  • Antz
  • Happy Gilmore
  • Click
  • Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
  • Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
  • Taken
  • Free Willy
  • Babe
  • Jingle all the Way
  • The Rookie
  • Miracle
  • Eight Below
  • Maid of Honor
  • Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy
  • Mamma Mia
  • Julie & Julia
  • Up
  • Up in the Air
  • Jerry Maguire
  • Annie
  • The Pacifier
  • Hangover
  • Men in Black
  • Kangaroo Jack
  • Minutemen
  • Back to the Future
  • Honey, I Blew Up the Kid
  • I, Robot
  • V for Vendetta
  • Peter Pan
  • Hanna Montana: The Movie
  • When in Rome
  • Bridge to Terabithia
  • Rent
  • E.T.
  • Nine
  • The Vow
  • 17 Again (does this count?)
  • The Lucky One
  • Mr. 3000 (does this count?)
  • Fat Albert
  • Are We There Yet?
  • Are We Done Yet?
  • College Road Trip
  • The Hobbit
  • The Tenth Circle
  • Bull Durham
  • The Cat in the Hat
  • Moneyball
  • Home Alone

That’s 84. I think I’ll stop for now. Your turn! Ready… set… GO!

Can’t Think of a Good Title

Confession: this post is going to be very random. But, sometimes, it’s okay to be random. I have no clue what to write about so I’m just going to write whatever comes to mind. 

I guess I should start off with the Super Bowl. The Ravens won the first half, Beyonce won half-time, Oreo won the 3rd quarter, and the 49ers won post-blackout… until the Ravens won the actual game.

Now that the NFL season is over, just a few more days until pitchers and catchers report to Spring Training! I am so ready for the MLB season to get underway.

Speaking of baseball… over the weekend, I learned that a breaking ball and a curveball are basically the same thing. (I’m actually disappointed in myself that I didn’t know this. Oh well. As they say, you learn something new everyday.)

What else?

Well, my mom is currently in New York City attending a Rachael Ray show. Considering I had an exam today, I’m extremely jealous right now. (Sidebar: I always forget that my communications class is a 1000-level course. I was stressing over this exam for no reason. Easy A!)

I am also talking a one-credit course taught by our university’s president, Dr. Nido Qubein. It’s more of a seminar course, hence the title: “President’s Seminar for Seniors”. Freshmen year, we were required to take “President’s Seminar for Freshmen” which he also taught and addressed important topics relating to the adjustment of college life and general “life skills”. This senior one is along the same lines except, understandably, it focuses on the transition out of college instead of the transition into college. Anyhow, Dr. Qubein is an incredible speaker. One of the best. His advice, his anecdotes, and his humor make every seminar sessions (both freshmen year and this year) a joy to listen to. I was having one of those “ugh, it’s Monday” days yesterday… until it was time for his seminar. Along with his weekly advice, he shared the following video:

It’s amazing how the little random things can make someone’s day a whole lot better.

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