It's a PANDA!

The best part is when he tells the cheerleaders they "just don't want any fresh ideas." When I was in high school, our cheerleaders regularly misspelled the name of our mascot on their spirit posters. Like E-A-G-L-E-S is some kind of unfathomable word puzzle. Mascots get no respect, but, when you think about it, it isn't a bad gig for skinny white boys with above average height and close to zero athletic ability.  Better than being in the band!  Since I'm already in possession of several overpriced, potentially useless degrees, I don't need to enroll at AIU anytime soon, but props to them for amusing me for about a minute and a half. Plus I learned some new dance moves. Now if only I had occasion to spike a football in my daily life.

Spanish Lessons

New Year, new blog! On the subway ride to work this morning - a ride I both never wanted to end and never wanted to start in the first place - I found myself captivated by this sign. Who was this mysterious, handsome stranger...and why did someone beat the shit out of him?  Alas, because my high school self thought French a more romantic language than Spanish (fuck practicality), I had to wait to get into work for Google Translate to shed some light on the subject. First, they identified the language as being Galician (which, SHUT UP, Google Translate, we all know it's Spanish. Don't get fancy). Then they translated it as "You had two drinks before Marchado." So, Marchado's a bit of a drunk?  And, by the way, so are YOU.  Damn!  That's judgemental.  The tagline at the bottom translates to "Binge drinking is dangerous" (it could lead you to ruin your pretty, pretty face, just like Marchado!).  But the Spanish word for binge is apparently "beber" (again, don't take my word for it, blame Google Translate) and at first I read it as "Beiber" as in "Justin Beiber" and, frankly, I like that translation better.  Beiber is dangerous!  Just look at what he did to poor Marchado!  Man, it is really amazing where your mind goes on the subway.

Unrelated, but the girl in the bottom of the photo (that's the top of her head in the lower left) had a shitload of pro-vegan buttons affixed to her bag.  So, all in all, it was a pretty shady corner.  Today's lesson: Justin Beiber and vegans, both suspicious.  Welcome to 2012!