Go Birds!

I mean the green ones for Philadelphia, not the blue twitter bird.

It's Superbowl Sunday coming Feburary 4, 2018 and Philadelphia is roaring. So much so the ground is quaking. I for one am absolutely clueless of what kind of game we are getting into. I'm a novice journalist in a high school I know nothing about sports. What I do know is the delicious snacks that come with the roaring crowds, couch potatoes, and green facepaint. The chips and dip, hot dogs, burgers, the vegtable platter that noone touches you name it, it's been long awaited.

Even though I dont live anywhere near Minneapolis, Minnesota I live right next to broad street. If theres anything abut Philadelphia Broad street is where all the action happens. From the mummers parade to joyous crowds parading down the asphalt. Pretty sure silly string and confetti will be everywhere for the next few weeks.

Of course with so much celebration please remeber to be safe; with great joy comes great responsiblity. Don't drink and drive my fellow Philly folk. We live in the modern age of Uber, Lyft, and Postmates. Keep your alcohol at home or at the stadiums. I promise it'll be worth it. Don't put yourselves in danger and dont BE a danger.

Soooo..It’s not Illegal?

Nope not illegal anymore.

Janurary 10, 2018 I became the magic age of 18. To answer your question, no it’s not illegal to sign your name on papers anymore. You can write checks, make your own bank account, and pay bills by yourself. It’s a crazy concept I know. Here we are now though.

My parents asked me where I’d like to spend maturing into a legal adult. Of course I said Sky Zone Trampoline Park because do you know who I am? Most people would like fancy dinners or big parties. Naw you haven’t seen how aerodynamic my four foot body can take me.

I’m sure by tomorrow morning I’ll be unable to move and waddle to the freezer to ice my muscles but hey it’s worth it. Think about it.. great exercise but also being able to fly. Who would say no.

Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it WOAAAAHH!!!

Ice is pretty..cool.

No? Anyone...yeah me neither. I don’t plan to be a comedian either. January has come and with it sheets of ice. This morning I connected with my inner penguin and shuffled across the streets of Philadelphia. Broad street was littered with salt and the cars turned white. Call me frozone because I discovered concrete makes ice sheets invisible. 

I didn’t go that fast, I was more like a sail on a rug having a good day. None the less I made it to the subway stations. Not to mention tiles and snow slush do not go together. Keep your hands warm friends extremities tend to get frost bitten first. I don’t know why they don’t have nose warmers. Oh goodness that’s a great idea, TRADEMARK! speaking of good ideas wear two pairs of socks today. Pack an extra pair in your bag too you’ll thank me later. Stay warm lovelies. 

Peace out.

Captain's Log Day 1

Tis  the season of high utility bills

Now that the repeal of Net Neutrality has passed it's now the time to speak face to face to family during the holiday's. The first day of winter break I woke up at a ripe mid morning of 9:00. My mother left out eggs and butter so I could do what I do best. Bake. As a whole from start to finish I spent 6 hours baking. That includes gas and electric (boogie woggie woogie woogie). I can't confirm if my neighbors are ready to move out because of my constant singing. I can confirm though they know every Christmas carol under the sun because I've been playing them since November 1st.
today I managed to make my own soup. Don't worry I'm healthy. Mom..Ms DeProspo I eat my vegetables. To be specific celery, carrots, and bok choy. I must admit it was a pretty good stock considering its vegetarian. I'm not vegetarian by choice, but because I don't know how to cook meat. I'll either poison someone, make it dry like cardboard, or make it so tough you can punt it like a foot ball. Charlie Brown who?
I only almost burned myself twice today it's a new record. In celebration I gave myself a huge glass of milk. I'm trying to rid myself of the sugar high while this blog is being written. I hope you can read the speed my fingers are flying across this keyboard. Call me Santa Clause on Christmas Eve four hours behind schedule. Four days until Christmas Day my friends, happy December 21.

17 Year Old Preapres for Impact

The Vortex of Adulthood is Rapidly Approaching

It’s spinning and the pressure becomes stronger the older I get, responsibilities, money, and, college is flying past my face. Almost so fast it gives me wind burn, or..whip lash. Depends on who you ask. 

College

College is the most evident thing in my path to adult hood. I’m a 17 year old young woman sitting in Journalism class at String Theory Performing Arts High School December 13, 2017 my notifications rang and like music to my ears I opened my email to eye candy “CONGRATULATIONS” from Temple University. 

Fight fight for the cherry and the white, My aceptance letter cane in the mail while snow fall sealed my mail box shut. Inside the box was a blinding white and rouge print. “You’re In.” The paper was crisp like the fresh of sheets of snow outside. Frost formed on the windows because of the heated house and freezing weather outside.  How warm I felt. 

“We welcome you to Temple University! We welcome you to the Klein College of Media and Communication, Journalism.” What a sight. The first major purchase of my life the last trial before adulthood. The e-mail came to me in a juvenile journalism class, now I’m on my way to educate the public with a professional touch. 

Twisting Turning And Tumbling

I was drowned

Day 8

It was a terrible experience. It was so dark and hot almost like a sauna except not at all relaxing. Inangine the ocean waves colliding and consuming your eantire body. I could barely breathe. When the water drained away every fiber of my being was soaked. I-I saw a light. It came from a hole and the gates swung open. I’ve never seen something so beautiful before, a cool breeze brushed against me and my siblings face. “L? L can you feel that?” L remained silent I could see they were just as amazed as I was. 

Our glory was short lived a giant hand reached in and grabbed us by the bunches and threw us into a black vortex. I frantically searched for my sibling. I heard them calling out “Rye!!! R can you hear me?” There they were just a few feet away. The glory hole slammed shut followed by a low ticking... What? What is that I thought. The black vortex began spinning. Faster and faster it shook the color out of me. Hot air blew in my face I was whisked away. I was sucked into this hole. I’m making this entry in hopes someone will somehow find me. I miss you L. 

Signed, 

Rye Sock. 

Potatoes are on a Roll

On a roll, literally. Just in fry form

Why do people make fun of others saying they look like a potato. Just because they look a little rough “you look like a potato.” Public service announcement potatoes are the most beautiful thing on this planet. They count of my favorite food because they are so versatile.

Think about it...They can be mashed, fried, baked, seared, boiled, or even turned into a drink. How do you think vodka is made. The way of the potato is an ancient art. Ever since these little guys were discovered they were served on plates. They were used to fill the bellies of the people. They were cheap ways to kill hunger. Their sugars allow them to be pressed into an alcoholic drink. Pay tribute to these starchy sugary delicious roots.
Of course there’s the classics mash potatoes, baked potatoes, and fries. But have you ever taken into consideration that they can be other things?

1.) Potato Pancakes
It’s okay shhh I know I know. No they’re not potato chips..but they are a thicker crunchier more savory delicious treat.

2.) Hash Browns and Tatertots
Do you hear that? It’s either angels singing or the crunch of that golden crust.

3.) Sliced Baked Potatoes
Baked potatoes are great and all butttttt sometimes I want potato chips too. Why not have both?








We can not thank these little guys for giving us such delicious meals. Their various ways to impress us never fail. Don’t forget they don’t even have to stay in potato form. They can also be made into bread or beverages. So think the nest time you call someone a potato. In my mind that’s a compliment.



**All photo credit to orginal owners