Category Archives: College

No skin off me

It ain’t easy being pale. That’s why, some 11 years ago, I founded the PPA.

Pasty People of America

I’m not only the president, I’m a member…the pastiest member by far. You know that pale skin that kinda has a bluish glow?

That’s me.

A friend in Kansas City — also pale, also self-deprecating — inspired me to use the word ‘pasty.’  He too is a member for life.  (No choice, really.)  Today I am inspired by people who have a choice and stay pale, even at prom time.

The Melanoma Foundation of New England asked teens to sign a ‘no-tan pledge’ — a promise not to intentionally tan or visit a tanning salon before prom.  There was a similar pledge for college students before spring break.

The pledge reads:  “I realize that by getting a tan I am sharply increasing my chances of developing melanoma, which can be fatal if not caught in time. I have read the “Facts of Tanning” and understand the dangers of tanning beds and lying out in the sun.”

It was a contest, of course.  The winning school — the pastiest party-goers come prom time –  won $1,000 for their class.

This year’s winner was Waltham High School in Waltham, Massachusetts. 

Hey — I think I recognize that one student.

Cheaters.

Speakin’ my language

Estoy aprendiendo español.

I’m learning Spanish.

It’s one of those online programs you take at your own pace.  I was inspired — or is the right word shamed — by colleagues from other countries who can speak two or more languages fluently.

And here I stumble about, barely doing English justice.

So now at night, while I’m plopped down in front of the TV watching Dancing with the Stars, I’m conjugating Spanish verbs.  It’s a lot of fun (or, I should say, ‘muy divertido’).

Studies reveal it’s good for me, too.

In Europe, my perception of intelligence increases twofold if I, an American, speak a second language.  Much more importantly, my long-term brain health is given a tremendous boost, too.

Specifically, a study at York University in Toronto found that patients diagnosed with Alzheimers who spoke a second language exhibited symptoms as much as five years later than their monolingual counterparts.

Wow.  That’s the most effective advertisement for the Rosetta Stone I’ve ever heard.

So, if you know a second language, practice it.  And if you don’t, consider learning one.  It’s good for your brain.

Estudio, mis amigos!

The fever

Today The Sticky Egg dedicates this space to its mighty alma mater, the University of Kentucky Wildcats, the first team to earn a spot in the Sweet Sixteen of the 2011 NCAA Men’s Basketball Tournament!

GO CATS!

It’s also the first day of Spring, and I can’t help but notice — everything is coming up blue!

But that’s March Madness for you.

Gotta love it.

Woof

I attended college at the height of the preppy nightmare.

Button down Oxford cloth shirts were the uniform.  Argyle sweaters.  Cuffed chinos and those ridiculous panel pants.  Madras plaid everywhere.  And boat shoes worn sans socks come rain or shine.

While I was still in high school, Lisa Birnbach edited The Official Preppy Handbook, a guide to what she termed “prepdom.”  She was being tongue-in-cheek, but I fear my generation took it as gospel.

I was never a fan.

Today a company called Rover on Etsy is resurrecting this fashion nightmare amongst the canine set — prepping out our puppies!

They must be stopped.

No dog should be subjected to wearing madras plaid and a bow tie.  Does this getup offer warmth?  Freedom of movement?

Dignity??

I think not.

(Plus, few canines are allowed in establishments that require such formal dress.)

The same goes for this poor pup.  He’s outfitted for an office job on Wall Street, which I sincerely doubt he has.

Come on, people — treat your canine friend with a little respect!  Don’t make him wear a tie if he doesn’t have to (especially madras plaid).

Rover co-founder AnneMarie describes her line of doggie wear as “durable and well-designed clothing for dogs of all sizes and breeds.”

Riiiiiiiiight.

‘Prepdom’ strikes again.