Slice of Pink is falling apart. Once again, I forgot to pay the hosting people, so home now consists of links to debt consolidation and Elton John tickets. And then I rearranged a few things (if you can't see the changes, try reloading), which killed the Blogher ads and I cannot, for the life of me, get them to come back. I've emailed all the relevant people, so all we can do is wait patiently for people who are much smarter than me to tell me where to click.
In the meantime, we still have each other. And leftover Easter candy. And my stellar decision making skillz. So, let's carry on.
Sarah, one of my former students, is choosing a college. Should she go to UCLA or UCSD?
I decide: UCSD. It's in sunny San Diego, the beach is within walking distance, and, most importantly, there is a Dick's Last Resort restaurant. And let's be frank, if you are choosing between a city with Dick's and a city without Dick's, you should obviously go for the city with. Right?
Auburn Kat is moving. Should she go to NYC, Buffalo, or Raleigh, NC?
I decide: Raleigh, NC. Although I am madly in love with NYC, I can't go against my southern roots (which are entirely phony and made up, but I remain true to them nevertheless). You get to say "y'all" a lot, macaroni and cheese is served in fancy restaurants, all the sodas are called "Coke," and you can practice your Southern charm over a mint julep.
Stay tuned, more decision making to come shortly! Please feel free to leave your opinions in the comments. Should Sarah go to UCLA or UCSD? Where should Auburn Kat move--Buffalo, NYC, or Raleigh?
And, finally, be sure to send me decisions that need to be made!