could this bee any funnier?

i hate bees. like, hate them. ask anyone who's ever seen me outside during the summer. i freak the eff out. mainly because the last time i was stung, i got hives all over and my throat closed up a little. granted, i was ~10 and my mom doesn't remember this, but i do. and i'm scared.

anyway, i just got this email from some guy thru match.com. it's the first one that's worth posting in awhile:

"Bees
Did you know bees can see many more colors than humans. They can see ultra violet colors also. They can actually see road maps made out of these colors on flower petals that indicate where the pollen is.
Also bees can see things much faster than humans. For instance when you go and watch a film you see a film while a bee will see each individual frame.

These are a couple fun facts about bees, but seeing as you are a fan of neuroscience they're probably nothing new to you.

Can you add to this discussion on bees?
If so hit me up with an email.

--Scott-- "

if only i subscribed to match, and could email him back:

"bees.
i hate bees. thanks for ruining my day."

hummers, right?

i had an incredible weekend. so so so much fun. saw moe. 3 nights in a row, with the second night being my 50th! got a shout out from al. before the encore.

i also got to hang out with al. in our hotel. i was wearing my jammy pants. at one point, my friend billyray asked him why he was roaming the halls alone before we found him, to which he replied, "same as you, billyray. i'm looking to get laid." at which point i promptly turned around, gave him sexy eyes and said, "why, hello..." and when asked what he personally has on their rider, i looked seriously into his eyes and said, "hummers, right?" he seemed to like that, and later i was told that blow job jokes are his favorite. go me!

i love you al. call me. you know where i live.

nice beaver!

every morning i wake up, get ready for work, and head out the door. i stop in herrell's to grab a cup of coffee, and then walk across the street to wait for the 57 bus that will take me to kenmore square. as usual, i got onto the bus, and there were no more seats. so, i walk to the back and stand facing the rear door.

as we travel down brighton ave, and thru packard's corner, i sip my coffee and listen to the sounds of the 12.30.03 philly moe. show coming thru my headphones. i always have my music turned up just loud enough to block out any and all sounds coming from the morons i'm surrounded by. as a result, i couldn't tell if they all saw it too.

there's a store called "bob's wilderness store," or something very close to that, on comm ave. across from the ems. i was blankly staring out the window, when something brown and furry caught my eye. on the sidewalk, in front of bob's, was someone dressed in a giant beaver costume. what was he doing? well, he was pumping his fists and dancing at the bus as we went by ever so slowly. my jaw dropped, as he started kicking his legs up like a rockette. i looked to my left, and no one seemed to notice him. so i looked to my right, into blank stares. i looked back to the sidewalk, where the beaver was still dancing at me. finally i lost it, and started laughing at the top of my lungs out the window.

as i'm wiping the tears from my eyes, i notice that the guy standing to my right is also laughing and smiling. i knew i wasn't crazy. that beaver was real.

people of zee wurld, relax!

okay, br!an is not on top anymore. that's my position anyway.

sorry i haven't written. things have been a little hectic. my grandpa died last monday, so i went home to jersey wednesday morning and just got back to boston sunday night. before that, i was just lazy.

i still don't really have much to say, but i had to break br!an's little bubble. "but amy...we'd love to hear just random stuff. you know, anything you've been thinking." okay, fine.

i miss lynn terribly. i need to see her asap. but i can't, because next weekend is lots of moe. requiring 3 vacation days. then the first weekend of march is also lots of moe. and my first trip to atlanta, requiring 2 days off. by the time i can actually feel okay about taking more time off, she'll be in new york. so at least i can see her there. she's my sunshine. so i guess that's why it's been gloomy for me.

that's all for now. i'll have more soon. my life just has to get a little more interesting again. oh, and i'm in the middle of "fierce invalids home from hot climates" right now, hence the title of this post. you'd get it if you've read it.