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Last weekend, I was home alone at 10:30 p.m. on a Friday night (I’m grounded, sue me). When I decided to go upstairs and watch TV, I made sure the door was locked and the lights downstairs were turned off. I preceded to climb the stairs in my foyer when suddenly I burst into a run…why? Because I was afraid that someone was behind me. In fact, I do this every time I am home alone and going up the stairs.

But it’s okay, because you do it too. Everyone does. There’s really not much analysis on this simple nervous tick. So let’s make this short and sweet–we all do it out of fear. Some run up the stairs because they think a robber/rapist/kidnapper is chasing them. Others run up the stairs in fear that a monster or rabid dog will grab them and eat them. If you’re looking for a different, philosophical explanation, you aren’t going to find one here. Go google it or something if you’re that interested.

The moral of the story is: don’t worry, because YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

Even though there’s a 1.245 percent chance that this man actually behind you

there’s no shame in putting a little spice into your life by breaking into a sprint up the stairs from time to time. Plus, you’re burning 12 calories and building leg muscle–what do you have to lose?

This is a new generation; it’s time to be proud of the weird things we do–this quirk being one of them. So accept your fear and run your little heart out.

wEirdO

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There’s no reason to cry this Halloween.  Instead of restraining yourself from the candy that seems to surround you, let loose.  Hey, why not JUST eat candy Saturday?  I mean, 2,000 calories is 2,000 calories, right?

Here’s how to do it:

• 13 pieces of candy corn = 85 calories
• 4 Starbursts = 80 calories
• 5 pieces of Laffy Taffy = 160 calories
• 6 Rolos = 171 calories
• 1 roll of Smarties = 25 calories
• 1 Tootsie Pop = 60 calories
• 1 Dum-Dum sucker = 26 calories
• 1 small box of Nerds = 50 calories
• 1 box of mini Dots = 70 calories
• 1 bag of fun size Skittles = 80 calories
• 1 fun size package of Milk Duds = 54 calories
• 1 fun size package of M&Ms = 88 calories
• 1 fun size Twix bar = 50 calories
• 1 fun size Snickers bar = 80 calories
• 1 fun size Milky Way bar = 75 calories
• 1 fun size Kit Kat bar = 73 calories
• 1 fun size Heath Bar = 74 calories
• 1 fun size Butterfinger bar = 85 calories
• 1 fun size Baby Ruth Bar = 85 calories
• 1 fun size Almond Joy = 80 calories
• 1 fun size Pay Day = 90 calories
• 1 fun size Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup = 88 calories
• 1 fun size Three Muskateers bar = 64 calories
• 1 fun size Crunch Bar = 50 calories
• 1 fun size Mr. Goodbar = 90 calories
• 1 fun size Hershey’s Milk Chocolate Bar = 67 calories

Total: 2,000 calories, the recommended daily intake of calories.

Happy Halloween.

It’s almost Halloween!!

I don’t know what that means to some of you, but I know for me it means my mom has yet another excuse to buy our obese chocolate lab an XL “doggy” t-shirt that says “BOO-tiful” in orange and black seasonal writing. This year we sprung for a Pimp costume:

Yes. That’s my baby Tallulah. Don’t mistake her for a horse.

Halloween also means it’s okay to have bowls of fun size candy lying around the house “for trick-or-treaters,” even though it’s clearly just an excuse for everyone in my family to eat Reeses cups on a regular basis. And it also means my Oreos have orange cream filling. But most importantly, Halloween means the display of some really classy costumes at your local Party Warehouse.

Remember the days when it was okay to be a Power Ranger?

Well stop remembering because that was ten years ago and you can’t do that anymore.

Now the best costume you can hope to find is either a Coolio rapper wig exhibit A:

or a “saucy beer maiden.” Exhibit B:

Both are really tasteful choices, but just all too awesome for me to wear.

If I was forced to pick though, I think I would pick the rapper wig. This is only because the sale description really sold me. It says: “These Rockstar gangster braids will give you some kinda attitude. Get some respect in this Rockstar Rapper Cornrow wig. ”

I’m ready for some respect, playaz.

Also, what is up with all these no-effort, no-sew, pun costumes. My favorite being the “chick magnet”:

Haha. Look at that guy.

Maybe next year he should just dress up like a giant hammer and call himself a tool because that’s what he just proved himself to be.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
STOPPPPP. I take back all of the above Halloween sarcasm.

While looking up costume pictures for this blog I discovered an adult pink power ranger costume like five seconds ago,

which either means I’m hallucenating or Halloween is just really awesome.

This post cannot continue.

Because I’m about to leave to go to Target to buy the pink Power Ranger costume.

Bye

This week’s topic:

Yummy….

Pimples: gotta love ‘em. They’re everywhere: your forehead, nose, cheek; the neighbor boy’s neck. And even though you freak out when you wake up, look in the mirror and see a massive, swollen, red spot taking over your face, you can’t wait to to get your hands on that thing.

Seriously, the more I hear girls in frees talking about how “disgusting” popping pimples is, the more convinced I am that everyone enjoys the sheer pleasure in popping those suckers. And I know I am right. So Sophia Garozzo, stop telling yourself that you don’t like it, because we all know you can’t wait until you get a pimple to pop the heck out of it.

1. Locating the swollen spot on your face/neck/shoulder/back
2. Squeezing the spot with your thumb and pointer finger until you feel the pus breakthrough the skin
3. Touching the center of the spot to make sure the white stuff is completely out–SUCCESS once again

4. And finally, no matter what your dermatologist/mother/best friend tells you, popping pimples actually helps them heal faster. Keeping that infected stuff in them does nothing for you. However, over-popping those little rascals, or using your fingernails can definitely make them worse.

My advice to you: If there is a pimple with white in the middle of it staring back at you in the bathroom mirror–POP IT.

I’ve always been fascinated with Mexican culture, its art, its music, its FOOD. And now, one of its holidays. Now that I’m 17, Halloween is not nearly as fun as it was when I was 11. Instead, I’ve found a new, even more entertaining holiday to celebrate.

DIA DE LOS MUERTOS! (Day of the Dead) 

This holiday falls on November 1 (coincidentally, my birthday) and is celebrated in Mexico and by many Latin Americans living in the United States. Currently, a Day of the Dead exhibit is up at Mattie Rhodes, an art gallery in the West Side. The exhibit commemorates several departed loved ones, including Senator Ted Kennedy and musician Michael Jackson. The exhibit will be up until November 20.

My favorite aspect of Dia de los Muertos is the art.  Many make skulls out of sugar, and decorate them with sparkles and paint. The dazzling skeletons mixed with the colorful fabric of their clothes remind me of the artwork of famed Mexican painter, Frida Kahlo. 

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Probably my second favorite aspect of this Mexican holiday would be the tone that it is set in. Rather than mourning their losses, families gather in remembrance, to celebrate the lives of their loved ones in a joyous atmosphere. Families and friends gather in cemeteries on this day to communicate with the departed souls. The group is meant to encourage the souls of their loved ones to  visit with them,  and hear the prayers and comments from those still living.

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What better way to remember one’s life than to gather in a joyful setting, in which families and friends share their loved one’s accomplishments and humorous anecdotes?