Sabra

I had a hummus discussion in the grocery store the other day with some guy who was buying the hummus on sale. He was not buying Sabra. I tried to tell him, but he just wouldn't listen. Then it occurred to me -- the blond hair, the freckles. Not a Jew. Jews know Sabra is the best hummus there is. Creamy, not tahini-tasting. Delicious globs of [insert flavor]. And, they have a new flavor, Sun dried tomato. I know it can be a bit pricey, but a grocery store like Albertson's sells it for $3.99 (versus King Super's $4.99). It's worth it, people. Do not scrimp on the hummus. I'm just sayin', I have my priorities in line.

Sabra in Hebrew means 'A Jewish person born in Israeli territory.' In Arabic, sabr means 'aloe', 'cactus', or 'patience.' And, perhaps only related in my mind, in Spanish sabroso means delicious. And that's what Sabra is. De-e-licious.

www.sabra.com/

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I made Moroccan chicken, a salad and brown rice for dinner for my last night of spring break. Ms. Katie came over to share.


I am a dork about symbols and historic things like this. I love it:


Here is a picture of homemade granola, my latest cooking venture.


Beautiful mural at 26th and Welton light rail stop.


Delicious Vanilla Mint tea at a great coffee shop, Coffee At the Point. I love the handle-less black mug.


I caught myself in a shadow and was surprised at myself.


Yay, I am published! Received a big box of copies of my book review (last on in the list).

Technology Jump

So, as you know, I now have a Droid! I love it so far. And, in my humble opinion, I am NOT one of those people who is distractedly playing with it all the time. Many of you think it's strange that I went from a non-flip phone with no internet to a fancy-pants Droid. Heck, I don't even have a microwave (or, "micro" as my Grandma calls it!).

I've never, ever paid for home internet. Through undergrad I used free AOL trials. Then, for awhile I borrowed from unlocked neighbors. For the last two years I've just used internet at school or cafes. I have been at school so much that I figured by the time I get home, I really don't want to look at my computer anymore. It's worked out, despite occasional annoyances like not being able to look up directions or a recipe. But, now I have interwebs with me all the time. Amazing! I think of it as akin to the situation in many developing countries. People skipped the "home phone" generation and went straight to the cell phone. I skipped the home internet phase and went straight to the personal internet. All in all, I'm pretty glad I held out long enough to avoid paying for internet.

It sounds silly, but these days internet is arguably a human right, whose access is necessary to keep impoverished people and developing nations from falling even further behind. It's no joke. Even in the first-world, "global-leader" United States, people still don't have reliable internet access, let alone the ability to pay for it even when it exists in their area. Consider the Universal Declaration of Human Rights:

Article 19 states that everyone has the right to “hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media regardless of frontiers.”

Think about it and read more here:

Human Rights and the Internet

Internet Access: Where Law, Economy, Culture, and Technology Meet

Multitasking

I went for a run today and, as usual, combined it with an errand. Who has time to do just one thing at once!? But, this was totally awkward:

I ran to the post office with all of this hugged to my body:

A jar of Justin's Maple Almond Butter.
A jar of homemade granola
A car insurance bill
Two letters
A hat (free from Columbia Sportwear)
My taxes (incl. copied receipts)

I'm a weirdo. I know. It worked out okay.

Back at it

I'm still resisting the countdown, but let's just say that my friend's gchat status says "Only 10 more weekends in Colorado." It's not so much that I want to leave Colorado. I do like a lot of things about Colorado, and think without this school business I could grow to really love the lifestyle out here. But, that's just it -- "without this school business." The countdown that I'm not doing is to the end of school. Graduating.

I will hopefully write up a long piece on the whole trip, but I feel very centered and calm after Spring Break. People around me are all flustered and crazy, but I feel a-okay. In fact, really good. I like it.

Some thoughts I've had (quickly, because I have to get work done) --

Welcome back to Bloody booger Colorado. Seriously, this place is so dry.

I bought my ticket to Korbel Prom. I'm not going to the law school prom ("Barrister's Ball"), but the grad school prom seemed like a deal: swank hotel downtown, $10 for drinks and apps. Why not? Hmm... what to wear?

Oh, ow, why are running muscles so different from biking ones? My heart and lungs could go forever but my legs are killing me! I don't know how Triathletes do it.

Made some granola the other night. It literally took 20 minutes and was delicious. And way cheaper than what you can buy at the store. Why have I not discovered this earlier!?