Dear people of the world, (I felt like writing to the world today)
I figured out what to use for my visuals for my speech!!! TRANSPARENCIES... Yeah. I'm triumphant AND they are all printed out and looking lovely. I didn't even have to do anything... Dr. Brian D Ray had it all laid out, looking quite spiffy. Thank you Dr. Ray. (Don't worry concerned citizens of the world, I'm not going to plagiarize and say that I made those lovely visuals... I will give credit where credit is due.).
A few matters I would like to bring up. My MP3 player, Preemie, decided to give me full sound today. The headphone jack has died and I have to hold it in to get full sound, OR move it around until it actually makes contact. So anyway, today I barely had to move it at all and I was able to listen to Dashboard in all Chris Carrabba's glory (who, btw is pretty much just beautiful). BUT I was wondering if Preemie is demon possessed because it turns on by itself. This nasty habit killed my last battery. So, as I was driving (I had Preemie hooked up to the car stereo) I turned off the Preemie.. AND THEN IT TURNED ON AGAIN. So, I'm a patient person.. I turned it off. AND IT CAME BACK ON. We repeated this little song and dance routine one more time and then I just decided to leave it on. I gave Preemie a disapproving look and I wondered out loud if a demon had taken possession of my mini zen....
AND! I went to Talbertsons (Target+Albertsons=Talbertsons.. Same area so yeah) and I decided to use my lovely Starbucks gift card to get some black tea. Now, at the Talbertsons Starbucks some of the Baristas have gotten slightly complacent in listening to my drink order. "Venti black iced tea, two splenda, shaken." And 3 of the baristas put the splenda in the cup, pour the drink and and put the lid on... So then I have to drink a bitter iced tea. ALSO these three put like ONE scoop of ice in my drink. ONE SCOOP. I'm sorry. I wanted an "iced" drink. Not a drink with three pieces of ice in it. But! Joe (he's my friend now.. I'm slowly working up to having a Starbucks connection.... He goes to my college so we talk about that. He's nice and he's pretty funny.) and the other lady, who I cannot remember her name. Those two make my drink perfectly. The lady, who I can't remember her name, made my drink today. And as I was merging on the freeway I realized that there was actual ice in my cup. Like she filled the cup up with ice. AND she actually shook my drink, which equally distributes the splenda-y goodness to all the black tea.
I thank you Barista lady, you made my drink correctly and because of that I still have ice to chew on even 2 hours after you made it.
I'm not particular about my Starbucks at all... ;) But I only learned from the best, "Excuse me.. Did you put one and a half pumps of chocolate in there?" =P