Dissertation. Blahsertation. Adultertation.

Semester is over with.  No more grading.  No more students.  No more lecturing.  I should be relaxing after a busy year, but this week I have been busier than ever.  You see, being somewhat adult does have its consequences.  My consequence – not being done with the dreaded dissertation.  ugh… just hearing the word dissertation makes me cringe.

A week ago I was thinking about alternate career choices so I don’t have to finish writing the thing I shall not name.  Below are some of the options I came up with:

• Photographer
• Phone sex operator
• Publix cashier
• Etsy seller (not sure what I would sell though)
• Dog trainer
• X-ray technician (I read somewhere that it is a decent paying gig but you don’t need a fancy degree)
• Lottery winner
• Professional blogger
• Wedding planner
• Cake decorator (going back to my DQ days)

What could you see me doing as a career???

I know, I know… you are saying, “Just finish the damn thing and you won’t have to worry about changing careers!”  And this week I have been busy in the attempt to finish up some of the loose ends.  I’ve watched Season 1 of Lie to Me, Season 2 of Heroes, and working on Season 3 of Heroes.  I need background noise and other things while I work, so it was for the better.  But needless to say, in a matter of 5 days, I pulled 2 all nighters, stayed away for 42 hours straight, and pushed out the first four chapters of my dissertation.  Granted, most of it was already written, but there was a lot of revising I had to do, along with formatting tables and blah blah blah-sertation.  But I feel good about where it is going.  I just hope my committee feels good about it as well…

Brown Chicken, Brown Cow!!

 

There are many variations of this joke, including the one above (isn’t that little girl so cute when she says the punch line!! Although I doubt she really understands the humor in the joke… or maybe she does):

What do you get when you mix a brown chicken with a brown cow?

What did the farmer with the brown chicken and brown cow say?

What are the two dirtiest animals on the farm?

And if you still haven’t “gotten” it – The answer is ‘brown chicken brown cow’ but said in 70s porn music manner.  Bow chicka bow wow!  NOW do you get it?? 

Funny, right!! This never gets old… never.  I will be 80 and saying this to my grandchildren.  LOVE.  IT.  :)  When the Boyfriend and I are watching TV and see that the characters may be engaging in some love making, sexual intercourse, fondling, etc., we always say “They are going to brown chicken brown cow!” 

 Since I love this joke, I love the print above!  I am seriously considering getting this for the new house.. fo realz!  Check out Bella Bella on Etsy.  Spread the word on the Brown Chicken Brown Cow!!  There are all sorts of T-shirts that have this on it, but even as a somewhat adult, I think I am too old to be wearing a shirt that has ‘Brown Chicken Brown Cow’ on it.  Although PD does have a shirt that says “I Heart Boobs” (*rolls eyes* I knooooow… luckily a friend borrowed and it has yet to be returned), I think my days of wearing inappropriate T-shirts is over.  So long my dear “Is that a keg in your pants, ‘cause I’d like to tap that ass” shirt… sigh. 

FYI Even though I probably won’t wear the t-shirt, one of my goals for my future wedding is to incorporate a brown chicken and a brown cow somewhere somehow.  Not everyone will get it, but those who do know that it is definitely us!