Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Word.

Certain people have been bugging me to write in my blog, so here I am.

Umm....SO...I trust your weekend went well? It rained the whole time here. Still cloudy. You know on Wednesday I lost electricity during a storm for SEVEN HOURS! It was insane. You never know how much you rely on electricity until you lose it for seven hours.

I am looking forward to my two trips this summer - New York in July and Chicago in August. New York...I can't even imagine how much fun that will be! I am going with my friends and we will be staying 5 days in a fancy hotel. For sure we are visiting the art museum and the Statue of Liberty. I have requested that we go to Strawberry Fields in Central Park, and to see a Broadway play, so here's hoping we have time to do that. I am going to Chicago with my brother...we will be staying downtown for 5 days, doing all the "tourist" things, and then will spend the weekend in the suburbs visiting family. I cannot wait to meet my new baby cousin, Natalie! She is the most adorable baby ever! (besides all my other baby cousins of course). I am counting the days! I miss my family so much!

Oh and then...PAUL MCCARTNEY CONCERT IN NOVEMBER! I just wanted to rub that in the faces of anyone who doesn't have tickets to see Paul McCartney. That wasn't nice. My apologies. Hehehe not.

I am growing my hair out. I cut it really short, then decided I like long hair, so I am letting it grow. Right now is that stupid phase where it looks awkward and hangs down in my face. Annoying. But worth it. Maybe I will color or curl my hair once it is long? Hmmm.

That was just so fascinating, wasn't it?

Yeah you know you love me and worship my every word. That's ok, you don't have to admit it.

À bientôt!

Friday, May 27, 2005

Bwahaha.

I used to love that show "Pinky and the Brain." So appropiate.

Slacker.

I know, I know. I haven't written a legitimate entry in a while. I will make up for it :-) Someday. Not now. Now I retire to bed. Ta

Annika - Sportsman of the Year

TO: SI editors
FROM: Seth Davis
RE: 2005 Sportsman of the Year

Greetings, bosses. I realize we benefit greatly from the annual buzz surrounding our year-end choice for Sportsman of the Year. In fact, that announcement is kept so far under wraps, some of us staffers don't know who it is until the big unveiling. (I know, I've got to get into the office more.) But this year's selection is so obvious that I propose we ditch the whole hush-hush, wait-until-the-end-of-December buildup and just pick our winner now.

That winner? In a word, Annika.

Let's face it, it's not even summer yet and this contest is over. Even if Annika Sorenstam doesn't strike another golf ball this year, she has done enough to merit our esteemed honorific. It's a good thing, too, because we need a mulligan for passing on her in 2003. Not only did Sorenstam win two majors that year, she was also the center of the year's biggest sports story when she teed it up against the men at Colonial.

Frankly, I still don't know why we went with Tim Duncan and David Robinson. They're nice guys and great players who led the Spurs to the NBA title, but last time I checked, the NBA crowns a champ every year. Annika was the first woman in 48 years to compete against the men.

Do any of you still doubt that Annika deserves to be added to our SOY pantheon? Not only is she having a dominant year, she has superior lifetime credentials. She has won four tournaments in five outings this year, including her triumph at last week's Chick-fil-A Charity Championship by a mere 10 strokes. That's a career year for most pro golfers, man or woman, but it's still seven shy of the 11 tournaments Sorenstam won in 2002.

Annika won the year's first major in March and tied Nancy Lopez's record of five straight victories. Though she's just 34, Sorenstam is third on the LPGA Tour's alltime wins list with 60. The player at the top of that list, Kathy Whitworth, was 46 when she won her 88th tournament in 1985.

Annika's blistering start this season is merely an extension of what she has done the last four years. She has won five of the last eight majors. She has won 37 times since 2001. Not only is she the best female golfer right now, she's the best ever.

Keep in mind we don't often get the chance to make the Sportsman a woman. Over the last 20 years, we've done it twice -- in 1994 for speed skater Bonnie Blair, whom we paired with fellow skater Johann Olav Koss; and in '99 when we gave it to the U.S. women's soccer team. (Though it should be noted that two of the eight "Athletes Who Care" in '87 were females.) The last individual woman to win it by her lonesome was Mary Decker in 1983. The last female non-Olympian? Chris Evert in 1976.

Our own Rick Reilly called Sorenstam "the most dominant athlete in the country." Yet, he couldn't believe Sorenstam could go through an entire day in public without being recognized by anyone. Who better to recognize her now than us?

Look, I understand it's Sorenstam's own fault she doesn't inspire double-takes when she walks into Starbucks. Watching her give interviews can be nails-on-a-chalkboard painful. She smiles, she's polite, and like her pal Tiger Woods she speaks for long periods of time without saying anything. This doesn't lend itself to turning heads and winning awards, but hey, she is who she is. Her game speaks loudly enough.

I'm sure it's frustrating to the public that Sorenstam keeps her private life so guarded. Scanning my mind of all the articles I've read about her, the only interesting thing I can recall is that she likes to cook. She hasn't gone on Dr. Phil to talk about her recent divorce from her husband and former caddie, David Esch. She didn't use her Colonial experience as a springboard to speak out for women's rights.

In fact, Sorenstam doesn't speak out on anything. I remember at last year's U.S. Women's Open, I asked her to weigh in on the criticism Michelle Wie was receiving for getting a special exemption into the Open without having to qualify. It was similar to the flak Sorenstam got for her sponsor's exemption into the Colonial, and I thought she should stick up for Wie. But no matter how many different ways I asked, Sorenstam refused to take a stance. She said she was just there to play golf and try to win the Open. Sigh.

Still, I don't much remember Tim Duncan saying anything all that interesting, and that didn't disqualify him from sharing our award with Robinson. When I mentioned to an editor two years ago that Sorenstam's presence in the Colonial (not to mention the two majors) should lead her to be named our Sportsman of the Year, he replied, "She missed the cut." Well, yeah, but she still finished ahead of 11 men that week -- men who weren't playing in the intensely pressurized fishbowl that Annika endured with such aplomb. Exposing herself to that kind of crucible, not to mention the small-mindedness of her male counterparts, took a great deal of guts. Anyone who watched her play that week could tell she belonged out there. She's done nothing since to prove otherwise.

We may have whiffed on Annika in 2003, but it's never too late to do the right thing. It's also never too early. So can't we just slap her on our cover right now and call it a year?

Sunday, May 22, 2005

May = Better Hearing and Speech Month

"Deaf man's suit claims taunts by boss, co-workers"
Article from the Fort Worth Star-Telegram
May 7, 2005

FORT WORTH - On some days, co-workers at the Albertsons Distribution Center in Fort Worth hurled cans of food and bottles of bleach at William Monteleone, a lawsuit claims.

A supervisor sometimes cupped his hand behind his ear, feigning deafness, and yelled directly into Monteleone's face, the lawsuit says.

And routinely, it claims, a co-worker on a forklift would gun the engine and drive the machine to a screeching halt near Monteleone, 39.

The claims of taunts and teasing were outlined in a federal disability-discrimination lawsuit that Monteleone, who is deaf, filed earlier this month in Fort Worth.

The lawsuit seeks unspecified damages against Albertsons and employee Charles Davis.

"We really hope that this litigation will improve the workplace not just for him but for other workers who are deaf or hard of hearing," said Karen Fitzgerald, of Dallas, one of Monteleone's attorneys.

Albertsons officials have denied Monteleone's claims, court records show. They declined to comment further about the case, as did Davis, who is identified in the lawsuit as the forklift driver.

The lawsuit will be watched closely by advocates for people with disabilities. About 700,000 people in Texas have hearing impairments, according to the most recent U.S. census figures.

"It's still common to hear about people with disabilities who have problems in the workplace," said Charlotte Stewart, executive director of the nonprofit Rehabilitation Education and Advocacy for Citizens with Disabilities in Dallas.

"There is still a lot of fear by employees," Stewart said.

In fiscal 2004, the U.S. Equal Employment Opportunity Commission received 15,376 charges of disability discrimination and recovered about $48 million in benefits, not including money from litigation.

Monteleone, who lost his hearing as an infant as a result of an illness, began working at the Albertsons warehouse in 1991, according to his attorney. He started in the receiving department and later moved to the mechanized selection department in the warehouse, she said.

In December 2002, Monteleone filed a complaint with the EEOC and received clearance to file suit in December 2004.

According to the federal lawsuit, the EEOC found that Monteleone was subjected to harassment by supervisors and co-workers and was denied transfers because of his disability. The EEOC also noted that Albertsons officials failed to take any action on Monteleone's complaints.

Monteleone is still employed by Albertsons, but he suffered a back injury in July 2003 that has forced him to be on leave, the lawsuit says.

"All Mr. Monteleone ever wanted was to do his job and have the same opportunities and be treated like the other employees," Fitzgerald said.

Friday, May 20, 2005





Your Star Wars Name and Title



Your Star Wars Name: Annqu Ruchi

Your Star Wars Title: Yelcre of Adnil


Thursday, May 19, 2005

Ouch.


Monday, May 16, 2005

Arlene Kostecki, 61

Chicago Tribune
May 14, 2005

As a teacher's assistant at McHenry Montessori School, Arlene Kostecki was surrounded by children and caring adults--two groups she cherished. "She loved being around the kids and the other teachers," said her daughter, Loriann Olenick. "She enjoyed this whole community." Mrs. Kostecki was never reluctant to make a new friend. "She had a gift of a personality. You met her once, and you wanted to be with her again. I bet she knows more people in this town than I will ever know in my entire lifetime," her daughter said. Mrs. Kostecki, 61, of McHenry, died Thursday, May 12, in her home of cancer. Born in Chicago, the second oldest of seven children, Mrs. Kostecki left high school to take care of her terminally ill mother. In 1963, she married her husband, Alphonse, whom she met while she worked the assembly line at Hudson Screw Machine Co. in Chicago. In 1976, the family moved to McHenry. Mrs. Kostecki stayed home to raise her children but returned to work eight years ago, shortly after her husband suffered a stroke. She loved animals. Strays often found a waiting meal at her home. Before she became too ill, Mrs. Kostecki also volunteered at the Save-a-Pet shelter in Ringwood. "She took people for who they were and didn't expect people to change or be different. And she didn't have to have a million dollars to be happy," her daughter said. In addition to her husband and daughter, other survivors include two more daughters, Juliann Kostecki and Georgeann Escorza; a son, Matthew; three sisters, Gerri Cyzen, Florence Jones and Linda Williams; two brothers, Frank and Terry Quigley; and five grandchildren. Visitation will be from 9 a.m. Saturday until the 10 a.m. mass in Church of the Holy Apostles, 5211 Bull Valley Rd., McHenry.

Friday, May 13, 2005

Rest In Peace

My Aunt Arlene passed away Wednesday night. She has been sick for quite some time, and so we've all had time to prepare for it. I guess in a way, it hurts less? I didn't know her well. I've only seen her a few times in my life. I adored her though - she was fun and spunky. I can't believe she's gone. I feel guilty for crying because I did not know her well. I don't think I deserve to cry, as compared to her children or grandchildren or husband. I wish I had gotten to know her better. I always meant to write, but procrastinated. She was 63...just imagine...all the stories she had to tell...all the stories now lost.
My mother and father just left for the airport...they will attend the funeral tomorrow, and be back late afternoon Sunday. They were aprehensive about leaving me, my brother, and my aunt Tina to fend for ourselves. We're not exactly the most mature of people I admit. Mom worries we'll forget to feed the dogs. "What shall I get at the store for you guys to make for dinner?" she fretted. I said, "Mom, I never eat anyway!" Sheesh. No worries. Everything will be fine. (Famous last words hahaha) *ahem*
I'll be ok.
I just remembered my birthday! In the fall, I started planning my big birthday party for July. 20 years old is a big deal! Officially an adult! I would invite all my family from everywhere, we'd rent a big banquet hall with all the works. The person I was most excited about inviting was my Aunt Arlene, since she had been saying forever that she would come visit us. When she got sick in December, I put it on hold, and she's just gotten worse and worse since. Now I don't care about my party; I don't feel like doing anything. Oh well. I will be taking a trip to New York a few weeks before my birthday; we'll call that my celebration.

lyrics from my favorite movie:

Wishing you were
somehow here again . . .
wishing you were
somehow near . . .
Sometimes it seemed
if I just dreamed,
somehow you would
be here . . .
Wishing I could
hear your voice again . . .
knowing that I
never would . . .
Dreaming of you
won't help me to do
all that you dreamed
I could . . .

Saturday, May 07, 2005

american woman




Your Linguistic Profile:



85% General American English

15% Yankee

0% Dixie

0% Midwestern

0% Upper Midwestern









American Cities That Best Fit You:



70% Honolulu

60% San Francisco

55% Boston

55% Los Angeles

55% San Diego

Thursday, May 05, 2005

You Know You Love Your Cat When....

-Their litter box costs more than your toilet.

-You spend more at the pet store than the grocery store.

-If they have an itch, you scratch it for them.

-You wait an hour to go to the bathroom because they are sleeping on your lap.

-You have more pictures of them than you do of your human family.

-You lose your favorite sweater because they like to lay on it.

-Their cat climber/perch costs more than your furniture.

-You bring a bug, spider, or moth into the house for them to play with.

-In spite of your allergies you get one.

so true, so true...

You Know You're an Italian Man When:

(stealing this from my friend Neet; it made me laugh...sorry to anyone who doesn't get it ;-))

You can bench press 325 pounds, shave twice a day and still cry when your mother yells at you.

You carry your lunch in a produce bag because you can't fit two cappicola sandwiches, 4 oranges, 2 bananas and pizzelles into a regular lunch bag.

Your mechanic, plumber, electrician, accountant, travel agent and lawyer are all your cousins.

You have at least 5 cousins living in the same town or on the same block. All five of those cousins are named after your grandfather or grandmother.

You are on a first name basis with at least 8 banquet hall owners.

You only get one good shave from a disposable razor.

If someone in your family grows beyond 5' 9," it is presumed his Mother had an affair.

There were more than 28 people in your bridal party.

You netted more than $50,000 on your first communion.

Monday, May 02, 2005

Indeed.

Having my credit card in a close proximity of the computer is a bad combination. Must always keep credit card away from office and securely in my purse. There. I just got laid off I can't spend money! Oh but I really want that book....no! No, self, refrain. Be a good girl. Riiight.

I am writing because I felt the need to update my blog, but I really have nothing to say.

When my aunt moved in, she said that her cats were outside cats, and would stay outside and keep to themselves. Therefor, my mom and dad allowed her to bring her cats with her. Funny that - they don't seem to like being outside much, and cry at the door all day long. Good thing we have our Milo to protect the house against the invading cats! He sits at the door and growls and growls - pretty scary for a de-clawed inside cat! You can tell by this picture that Misty is really frightened:



I just took that picture right this moment...aren't digital cameras awesome? :-)