Specialty's Bakery - Cookie Hunt

Honestly, I was expecting more from Yahoo's "Best Chocolate Chip Cookies in America." The closest Specialty's to Boston is 45 minutes away, so obviously, I asked my momma to bring me a box from Specialty's in California instead (cut me some slack, she visits every other weekend. I'm running out of "things I miss from home that only mom can bring.").

The cookies were giant, but something key was missing. The crumble was excessive. I want my cookie more mushy gushy than fall apart, crumbly. Aside from being made with love, there should be something holding it together (butter, cream, fat, lard...).

Looks can be deceiving.

So all in all, the look was there, but the texture was not. You could blame it on the 3000 miles it travelled before landing on my tastebuds, but a truly good cookie will always persevere.

Crowd-Surfing - Adding to THE LIST

Passion Pit concert tonight – it was pretty rave (that’s a new word I’m trying out, to replace “sick” because.. no reason). Surprisingly, I knew more than their one famous song Sleepyhead, and that’s not including their rendition of some random 90s song.

So halfway through the show, we see a girl crowd-surfing. And as usual, she gets tossed around for a while before she eventually ends up surfing face-down and everyone’s touching her goods. I mean, I guess that’s mildy better than in Mean Girls, when Dumb Chick #1 jumps into the crowd, and Dumb Chick #2 is the only one trying to catch her, and they both splat.

Not this kind of crowd-surfing, but hey, look - Tufts has school spirit!

Regardless, I’d like to get the guts to crowd-surf. How cool would it be to literally be at the hands of strangers, and have zero control over where you’re headed, all while jamming to your favorite band? I can see it now – the crowd will pass me straight up to the stage. I tell Rihanna, “Girlfriend, I can take it from here,” and Eminem and I perform Love the Way You Lie together.

Paranormal Activity - Adding to THE LIST

Scary movies are like flu shots. Once a year, uncomfortable, and something I avoid at all costs. I scream to drone out the sounds, cover my eyes, and somehow still can’t sleep for weeks. Sure I’ll jump off that 60 foot bridge, but watching other people run away from ghosts on TV? Hell no. On the way home from watching The Exorcist one year, I swear I saw a demon in my passenger seat, and nearly drove into a mailbox trying to kill the evil spirit.

This year is different. It’s going to be all or nothing, back to back, balls to the walls. Here’s the game plan: Paranormal Activity 1 on Thursday and, optimistically assuming I am still alive, Paranormal Activity 2 on Friday afternoon (in broad daylight, obviously). And if they had come out with Paranormal Activity 3D, I’d totally be there Saturday.

So in other words, I’m not planning on sleeping until maybe Thanksgiving. Don’t even think about pulling a prank. I’ll be keeping a baseball bat by my bed and mace in my pocket for the next month.

SkyMall magazine - Adding to THE LIST

Seemingly useless but in fact the smartest inventions ever. Every time I open that SkyMall magazine up, one of three thoughts go in my head:

1. Wow, that would make [insert here - watering my nonexistent plants, charging my phone, showing off my Harry Potter collection] so much easier!

2. I could've invented that.

3. That lucky dog/cat/hamster/bird gets a bed bigger than mine.

100% edges brownie pan? Best invention ever, and I don't even like brownie edges.

So that leaves me with two goals:

Buy something off of SkyMall.

Invent something that is sold in SkyMall.

Photographic Memory - Adding to THE LIST

In my quest to become Lisbeth Salander (an asocial, overtattooed, boxing, computer genius freak in Stieg Larsson’s dragon tattoo books. This is definitely not the last you’ll hear of her from me), I will develop a photographic memory.

It might sound difficult – I can’t even remember what I ate for breakfast this morning – but my deep research in the field (googling it 30 seconds ago) has convinced me that I am an excellent candidate for the job. It’s all about word association.

Exhibit A:

-Yesterday, I met a guy named Dan.

-I called him Stan by accident, which is the name of a chiropractor I went to years ago for shoulder problems.

-Apparently I still have those shoulder problems.

-Our trainer at school is helping me fix it.

-Oh hey, his name is Dan too!

∴ Dan à Stan à shoulder à Dan.

That was a little too convenient. Let’s try again.

Exhibit B:

-Taylor Swift’s new CD Speak Now is coming out October 25^th.

-Some group at my school changed its name this year to ‘Speac,’ which stands for something mysterious about anti-bias.

-I know this crazy redheaded chick; maybe people are biased about her red hair or something :).

-She’s born on Halloween.

-My cousin’s birthday is on Halloween too.

-He’s older than me, by 6 years I think.

-Halloween minus 6 = October 25^th = Speak Now Taylor Swift!

∴ Taylor Swift Speak Now à Speac à bias à redhead à Halloween à Cousin à 6 à Taylor on October 25^th!

You follow? Good. So next time you see me staring at nothing, talking to myself, and waving my finger around an invisible chalkboard… let’s be real here – don’t assume I’m practicing my memory.

Midterms

I was trying to think of something witty to connect midterms with the Bucket List, presumably something involving my oncoming death this week. Unfortunately, my brain is fried, and is not expected to return to its usual top-notch brilliance until next week. In the meantime, you can use your imagination and think of some of your own awesome stunts (need a starter? try anything involving a 30 foot drop and/or dangerous animals).