The "You had me at blog" File featuring Joel Pachefkkkk

You know that Twix commercial where a guy and girl talk about their ideals and the guy asks the girl back to his place? After receiving a disgusted look, he “chews it over” with a Twix and then says it's because he wants to blog about his ideals with her? Well, I was trying to do that with my blog last night, and it totally worked. So all you bloggers out there, try it, it’s gold.

So, in my last blog post I wrote a quote that my friend shared with my sorority: “if youre not the lead dog, you’ll never see the view.” But last night, my friend Aaron Tietelbaum said something equally profound that countered this thought- “Yeah, but if you’re the male dog behind the female dog, you have a pretty kickass view.” I laughed all night. He actually didn’t say kickass, he said “sweet,” but kickass has a pun- so, yes, pun intended.

Alright guys, I have a special treat for you. I brought in a guest blogger named Joel Pachefsky. But before he gives you his words of wisdom, I would like to shout out to Lily Dicker for being so supportive of my blog, to Noah Rotter because he was modest and said I didn’t have to give him a shout out in this blog but only on my Fb Hillel messages, Alyssa Rubnitz just for being her and to Danny Solarz for being so fine.

Joel is the hilarious creator and writer of The Daily Monoblogue, which can be found at thedailymonoblogue.blogspot.com. Check it out.

Here are his words of wisdom:

The Olympics is one of my favorite sporting events--even greater than the Superbowl. The countries of the world come together for two weeks and put their best athletes on the line to compete. In a sense, the problems of the world are somewhat forgotten while countries bring their differences to the courses/tracks/rinks/jumps/halfpipes to prove their superiority. The Twenty Ten (2010) Winter Olympics in Vancouver--or as Steven Colbert so eloquently states, the "Quadrennial Cold Weather Athletic Competition"--are coming to a final close tonight. As the world says goodbye to the Olympics, we now have to focus on issues that actually matter (i.e. health care reform, the economy, and crazy nuclear armed Iranians such as Voj.) But before focusing on other worldly and fundamentally important issues, I believe we should take some time to reflect on the past two weeks. I would like to focus my reflection on one thing in particular: Curling.

For some reason, I have a newfound appreciation for curling. Curling is one of those classic winter sports, similar to how shot-put, javelin, and discus belong in the summer Olympics, curling can fairly call the winter Olympics home. The Scottish were the only people drunk enough to think that sliding chunks of granite across a slab of ice was a good idea. After all, they did come up with the sport of golf. Check out this Youtube video of Robin Williams explaining the development of golf in the Scottish mind: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcnFbCCgTo4. Yes... Golf. Thank you Scotland. But enough with golf, back to curling. Although it seems like what Eskimos would do on a cruise ship when the shuffleboard court freezes over, there is so much precision and accuracy needed to slide the stones into the correct position. I'm still not 100% in tune with the "sport" yet, however, I can explain the different plays: the guard, the draw, and the takeout. But I won't. It would be unnecessary and boring.

Until the next winter Olympics, I must bid au revoir to curling and just sit back and wait (with much excitement) for curling to return into my life.

Thank you, Joel. Joel will be performing at the bloggers academy next week.

The Traffic File

I’m gonna (can I be this informal in a blog? It’s my blog, so I say heck yeah) start this blog with an inspirational quote that my friend Tamara shared with my entire sorority one night: “If you’re not the lead dog, your view will never change.” And people say that sorority girls don’t have depth...

In other news, there is a Purim party that Hillel is throwing on Saturday night, and I don’t know what to be. I thought my two outfits were really creative last weekend. I went to a stoplight party (you wear green if you’re single, yellow if you’re seeing someone and red if you’re taken) dressed in black with white strips of tape down the middle and went as a road with Alyssa Rubnitz (we were nicknamed “the roads”). Then for my social, the theme was “saving lives,” so I went as a traffic cone (I guess I just love traffic? I’m seeing a trend). So, I was impressed with my creativity until I saw a freshman AXO traffic cone...

and compared it to me ...

I guess I could have done a better job.

The Misplaced File

Laying here in my bed (also referred to by many as a vortex - and by many, I mean Erica Winters) and reflecting on my college experiences have led me to the decision that I want to blog about my life in college. Or part of it, as I’m not disclosing everything that goes on in my life. It has also led me to the decision that my college experience thus far has not only been a unique one, but a great one.

Where but on a college campus, are you never alone and when you are, you are so excited that you literally can’t decide what to do in this rare moment (Burn notice? Sleep? Burn notice? Sleep?). Where but on a college campus can you form such a tight relationship with your housefellow (RA for all you non-Wisco students) and still go out to lunch with him/her the following year? Where but on a college campus can you like a boy who makes out with four other girls on your floor in one night and then realize, hey, maybe this boy isn’t the one for you (with many following awkward encounters). Where but on a college campus can you go out five out of seven nights while finding time to get your other responsibilities out of the way? (Yes, I said other. I consider going out a responsibility in college).

I have created a home away from home here. Yes, I know that’s a cliché and the one major rule they teach you in the Journalism school (aside from that the passive voice is the vain of the writer’s existence) is to stay away from clichés. But it’s true.

So, I’m excited to maintain this blog, not only to inform my friends who are abroad on what’s going on in my life (because let’s face it, they’re definitely sitting there thinking about it), but also to reflect on my college experiences and what makes them mine.

Side note: my roommate (shout out to Emily Eaton) said people may construe my comment in the parenthesis as cocky if they didn't know me, but hopefully you guys know me and aren't random people just following my blog (however, random people are welcome) and know that I am totally joking.