I'm Actually Proud of E!

But really!

I'm not a fan of reality TV (unless it's some variant of Top Chef or Project Runway). I'm REALLY not a fan of MTV. So naturally, I like other rational human beings fail to see why the fuck the world cares about these two freaks in the banner. I don't know why they're famous, I don't know why the news spends so much time focusing on them, and I don't even know why I'm talking about it right now.

Oh, right, E! poll.

But yeah, after overexposing them, E! has decided to hold a poll for all their watchers/online readers: to Speidi, or not to Speidi? I naturally voted no, and I encourage all of you to do the same. Now if only they would do this with the Gosselins, JoBros, and Miley...

Slack-A-Lackin'

I haven't been posting lately because, well...I have a life. So I'll post as much as I can soon, but with the two jobs and summer class and social gatherings, I haven't been keeping up. If you're interested in what's up, I would tell you to follow my Twitter, either here or on the right side of this blog under "Quick & Dirty."

The Family Network

My parents just got "married" after like 24 years of being married. Confused? Jill was.

I know I've already talked about this at length in last week's Ithacan article, but in that article I couldn't write about my own family. Which sucks, because they're quite a crew. And now they all seem to be on Facebook, which amuses me to no end. And I can tell you for a fact, every person in this picture has a profile. No joke.

My family on Facebook isn't anything too horribly new. When I first logged on, my cousins Amanda, Emily, and Hannah were already there, so we were "friends" pretty early on. More and more cousins joined up (Nathan was recent, as were Janet and Amanda), and therefore more and more Palombos were friends with me. But not those creepers that tried to friend me based on name. Hear that, Mexico?

My immediate family getting online started when Dad went on YNIA, and all the kiddlings on that trip wanted to keep in touch with him, and tag him in their photos. He had no clue what that meant, so I set him up with a profile.

Corinne got one a little bit later, but that wasn't a huge surprise. She's in high school, it's kind of what you do. You complain about J Research, you talk about how worried you are about college, you post your pictures, and send stupid bumper stickers. Plus, it took her longer than Dad because the girl barely checks her e-mail.

Mom got on like 2 months ago so she could look at my pictures from California. Now normally that would freak some people the hell out, but since I didn't do anything wild and crazy I figured why not? And then as soon as she got on, I get friend requests from Aunt Dori, Aunt Kathy (who sends me nothing but forwards, but I love her anyway), and Mom's BFFs Margaret and Tim (who I've known since like birth).

It's so funny, to see a college school project turn into a way for 40 somethings to talk about their kids.

Hey, We Share A Name! Let's Be Friends? Part 3

Believe it or not, you've already tried to friend me, you freak.

Seriously, guys, I've never really had the urge to change my name in my life. But this is getting a little ridiculous.

Plus, do you really need to say "Believe it or not, I'm also Alex Palombo!!!" ? I can clearly read that from your friend request.

And we have no friends or country in common. That should tell you something right there.

To all the Alex Palombos of the world. Unless I meet you personally? I'm not going to friend you. I'm sorry if this goes against all the internet unity and global bridging of gaps that we always talk about in globalization class. But I'm not. That's creepy.

Introduce yourself to the girl from the last post.

Hey, We Share A Name! Let's Be Friends? Part 2

This has already happened to me before, but seriously.

I only really friend people I know personally on Facebook. Call me crazy, but that's what I do.

So imagine my surprise when I get a message from Alexandra Palombo saying that "Notice how when you do a search for Alex Palombo...a very good looking group of people come up?

This isn't to deny that people named Alex Palombo aren't sexy. Because we are.

I'm just really not into this whole "I Googled my name and came up with you, let's be friends."

Google Street View Blows Kristyne's Mind

This is the third entry from 'Cuse, but since Kristyne & I are bored as anything, we've resorted to snooping around Google Maps.

I'm minding my own business and trying to listen to the new U2 album for reviewing (it's not bad, it's not amazing), and out of nowhere I a hear "WHOOOOOOOA!" that would make Bill and Ted proud.

I look over and Kristyne is perusing the Golden Gate Bridge in 360 degree view on her computer.

"I can make my little guy move!" she says.
This will be a fun trip.

Cheers & Jeers: Syracuse Int'l Airport Wi-Fi

My cheers for the Wi-Fi in the airport are for its mere existence. Being able to check my e-mail, blog, Twitter, IM, and Facebook are awesome. I got to read some recaps on Television Without Pity, even

My jeers for the Wi-Fi in the airport are for its firewall. It won't let me to VH1 to watch Tool Academy (even though it did let me on Best Week Ever's blog), it won't let me to Entertainment Weekly to read up (although it will let me on to E! Online, which...maybe they don't like EW up here), it won't let me on parts of Live Journal or Fan Fiction.net!

(Yeah, I read Fan Fiction. Shut up)

California Dreamin'? California Bloggin'!

So day one of the Spring break adventure has begun.

Kristyne & I are currently sitting in Syracuse Hancock International Airport (the "International" makes it seem huge, but it's tiny, and it's only international because it provides flights to Canada) waiting for our flight to JFK at 4:40. Don't ask me the flight number, I don't know it.

After making our way through security (my worries that my belly-button ring would set off the alarm were for nothing, I was absolutely fine going through. Although Kristyne had some issues with her cameras at the first TSA point), we ended up here at the terminal waiting as the first passengers in those uncomfortable blue seats looking out the window at this baby little plane of Continental's.

The plan is that nothing bad will happen here (although it looks like it will pour any minute now on one side of the terminal), and we'll end up in "Frisco" by 11:15 PM, as Hilary refers to it. We dropped her off at Ithaca Airport on the way here.

This morning was pretty good. Cleaned up the room, watched as the kids down the hall got their asses fined by the RAs (Kaitlyn & Matt). We were allowed to leave up my beloved window paintings until we move out, and we locked up and went to Dunkin' Donuts for some flatbreads/bagels and coffee/hot chocolate (somewhere in Wilmington, Delaware, John Palombo is crying at his lack of Dunk's coffee).

So now we are here. If I have time, I'll make an entry from JFK. The chances of that are slim, because as I remember, we only have about an hour for layover.

And the first priority at JFK is to find a Chick-Fil-A, stat.

Oh, to add? The Wi-Fi here at Syracuse has firewalls. I tried to look up the Facebook of Genesis off of College Humor (would link it, but it wouldn't work, because of this sentence), and it said it was objectionable content. Kind of a bummer. Apparently,t his internet is family-friendly.

So lonely travelers? No porn here.

I'm Not A Techie

I've been trying to upload a video since 12:30 PM this afternoon, and it doesn't seem to be happening. So here's to hoping it loads sometime before 11:30 AM on Saturday morning when I'll be packing myself up.

In case it does load, it's a pretty damn funny video of Kristyne that I made.