Gotta love the unintended things in life

Unintentionally hip: my pink shirt


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Today, I wore my pink soccer-ref shirt that I picked up, among many other things, on our pre-Christmas in July shopping spree at the Goodwill on Crenshaw.


I think I've only worn the shirt once before this semester, on a Friday-night outing, so this appears to be the pink shirt's campus debut... and it has become the talk of the town.


Pretty much everyone at The State Press and in my night class has either complimented the shirt or make some snarky joke about it. And waiting for the Downtown Phoenix campus shuttle outside the Brickyard in Tempe, this random guy comes up to me and chats to me about my shirt:


guy: Hey where'd you get your shirt?


me: From Goodwill in LA.


guy: I love it. You should give it to me. Right now. I'll beat you up.


He was pretty scrawny, so I assumed he was kidding about the beating-me-up part and didn't give him my shirt, fyi.


Unintentionally funny: the honors college


Barrett, the Honors College, (Yes, that's their official name. So pretentious, right?) celebrated its 20th anniversary on Friday, and we profiled the event in Monday's State Press. Unfortunately, the best photo we had from the event was just a shot of the Barrett birthday cake. But much to my delight, when I saw the photo on a draft printout of page one, I noticed that the honors college chose not to celebrate a history of academic excellence but rather, 20 years of misspelling "excellance."


Check it out:


Barrett, the Honors College, held a 20-year anniversary celebration on Friday with food, a slideshow and speeches. The founding dean of the honors college attended as well as then ASU President Lattie Coor and current Barrett administration. (Lindy Mapes/The State Press)


Unintentionally classical: Carlos Santana

(or unintentionally lame: KSLX)


Driving to The State Press on Sunday, I was listening to Classic Rock 100.7 KSLX. I was thinking about how newer and newer songs have been creeping into a genre that had been all about the 1960s and '70s as I listened to some Phil Collins track that probably hailed from the early '80s. Then, much to my surprise, the next song to come on the ostensibly classic-rock station was "Smooth" by Carlos Santana featuring Rob Thomas — which was totally one of my junior-high jams back in 1999.


I mean, I guess you could argue that Santana's been around long enough that he's now capable of making instant classics, but I still believe that classic-rock stations really have no business playing much of anything recorded in my lifetime.

11/18/2008 18:22