In the interest of disclosure--here's a secret.
Back when I was still an undergrad, I loved my job (that's not the secret).
I was good at it.
But I did stuff on the side; and the University knew all along.

I was...gasp!...a T.A.
For 2 semesters I helped grade papers, revamp PowerPoints, assign groups, and generally watch over the
Sports Broadcasting Class at BYU.
(I also took the class 1 semester.)
When I wasn't T.A.-ing, I was working on sports crews at games for: football, lacrosse, volleyball, basketball, soccer, you name it.
I loved it.

I miss it desperately.

Looking at me you may not see the sportsy girl--but she is there.
I'm a girl you can find actually paying attention when a game is on. I'm still chatty, but I watch and care.
I love SportsCenter. ESPNRadio is programed in my presets in Jamal.
Back in 2004, I spent SEVERAL useful studying hours instead watching baseball game after baseball game.
I had tickets to EVERY BYU home football game all four years of college.
I still long to produce for ESPN or NESN or even Versus.

I LOVE SPORTS.

In the process of this class, one of the lessons focused on producing promotions for upcoming games/events. Jason (the teacher) taught us about the role music plays in these kinds of commercials. That very night, in a frenzy of excitement, I went home and created an iPod playlist with songs I thought would make great backgrounds for promos. To this day when I hear certain songs, I piece together what sport/how I would promo it with that song.

So, here's a little sampling of my promo muscial tastes.
Remember, in this case, it's all about the music--not the words.

So, welcome to one of my crazy little quirks!
Enjoy!

p.s. an update about vacation is on its way when i have more patience for uploading pictures from the phone/get pictures from the familia.

But I refuse to become one of the unwashed masses...

During some majorly needed quality time and serious conversation the other night, my cohort and I began discussing football, track, and the city of Eugene.

I screamed out, "Ugh! I actually like track!! I'm a track fan! Argggh."

Cohort laughed and then continued on about how Eugene needs to stop trying to be a football town because it never will be. It'll always be a track town.

I chuckled as cohort compared U of O to real football schools like Texas, Notre Dame, and USC and the next words out of my mouth were "Yeah USC will always beat us."

I stopped.
My mouth agape.
US.
Never beat us.

Cohort smiled and began laughing as I freaked out.
I laughed as I covered my face screaming,
"I'm not a Duck! I'm not a Duck! I'm not a Duck!! I'm a Cougar! We don't even play USC!"

Cohort continued laughing.
And said, "We've gotten to you. You might be part Eugene after all."

I guess this is my little [mildly subconscious] way of saying I love it here.
And I really can't picture ever leaving.
My heart, while ALWAYS a True Blue Cougar heart, might have a little bit of Duck in it, yet.

it'll get to you...

in a discussion at institute we discussed how eugene gets to you. it really does. look at me:

i wear nike... i recycle... i actually notice and (shocklingly) care what is going on in the track world... rain is an everyday occurence... i love the big oregon 'o' ... running is a right of passage...

oh my. i'm a eugenie weenie.

BLEED THAT COUGAR BLUE

In honor of the fact that today is the HOLY WAR (and the first I've missed in years) I will be playing some night time football at the U of O. But until then. Here in Eugene. There is some HARDCORE Cougar Blue cheerin goin on. (even my pjs were cougar loyal)
GO COUGARS!!!!!!