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I’m sleeping

Monday, February 28th, 2011

Here I am. Reading* the “Effects of Rail Stations at Airports in Europe” a paper sponsored by the TRB Committee on Airport Terminals and
Ground Access (that committee exists?). I keep searching for terms like “bike,” “pedestrian,” and “tell me when this article gets less boring,” but to no avail. The good news is there isn’t a test. I just need to be prepared to talk about it on Wednesday to the professor who needs to write me a killah recommendation for job slots.

Speaking of which, Peter got himself a summer job slot in San Francisco working for some solar environmental savetheearth energy company. Were they the same ones that blew up San Bruno? Tough news. But excited to hear you finally get to put your climate change palm pixi to work. Win!

Speaking of winning, I am drafting a letter to Rahm Emanuel asking him to put me in charge of the streets. Here’s what I have so far:

Dear Mayor Emanuel,

I heard the news about your new job as the Mayor of Chicago. Mazel Tov! This is great news.

I also heard the news that Chicago sold their parking. This is sad news. Need help? Call 630-55-Sweet. (real #) I’ll hook you up.

L’chaim,

Alice Wheat (does this sound more Jewish than Alex Sweet? probs not. How about Alex Schweetski?)

*blogging about

DC>PHI

Wednesday, January 26th, 2011

I spent the entire bus ride from DC to Philly listening to Bonnie Raitt’s “You Got It” and daydreaming about joint DOT meetings with JSK and USDOT while we wear matching suits and black wraps and make snarky but harmless jokes about unpainted bike lanes on two-way downtown arterials.

Here’s a photo of the UPenn Transportation Systems Engineering Alumni Club (TSEAC), also known as the Vukan Vuchic Fan Club.
TSEAC@TRB

Mission Meet JSK

Saturday, January 22nd, 2011

This is not a joke. My friend Andy walked up to me last night and said, I have a plan. And I said A plan for what? And he said, I know how we’re going to meet JSK.

I can’t share many details mostly because Andy told me the plan after I had drunked three beers and I might have missed most of it because I kept clapping and shouting but I do remember that it was genius and fool-proof and that Mission Meet JSK is going down in Washington DC on Tuesday, Jan 25th from 8am-12pm. I know right? Who’s nervous? Not this one, mama got her fancy slacks hemmed and her bizzy cards printed. Two key ingredients to winning JSK’s heart.

So close.

Friday, January 14th, 2011

I got an automobus at 7am and went to the NYC and the internet didn’t work and I pouted but then listened to happy music to get amped and then I got to 55 Water Street and took the elevator (by myself) up to the NYCDOT on the 6th floor and met someone we will call SQ and I said Hi I’m here for the internship interview and  SQ said Ok whatya got? And I said Well, I can do this and this and this and this and this and this. And he was like well, this internship is unpaid and you have to be here 2 days a week and you live in Philly. And I said Ok well I’ll know my weekly schedule by next week to see if it’s possible. And SQ said Ok and then I said This is my dream job I’d love to work here. And SQ said We’d love to have you.

The good news: Read above.

The bad news: It’s not possible.

I can’t tell if I should drown my sorrows/happiness in a nap or a big bag of boxed wine.

Sista-SISTAH

Saturday, December 4th, 2010

While I am pulling all-nighters expanding sidewalks in Aruba and writing papers about New Zealand, Sarah is home making biscotti’s. Biscotties? Biscottus?

A Biscotti Rabbit

A Biscotti Mustache

Buy me THings

Thursday, December 2nd, 2010

These are Ariane’s noise-canceling headphones. They don’t play  music they just block noise so that when you are shooting guns or in a room full of people eating crackers it blocks the noise and you can concentrate on more important things like blogging your feelings. I want some. Peter?

Can we get these for the whole Schweetz family?

Almost Thankstaking

Tuesday, November 23rd, 2010

It’s Tuesday. Know what that means? Nothing. But tomorrow night I am going to the airplane station where I will drink two marteenees and then sit in a metal tube and get flung at 30,000 ft through the air from Philadelphia to Boston where I will find Ma Sweet and SarahSweet and the rest of the Schweetz and we will eat birds and potatoes for five days. Who’s amped? This one.

Speaking of which, my bff JSK was featured in Esquire today. Dream. Here’s an excerpt:

Mayor Michael Bloomberg is well known to be a data-driven mayor. If you are going to add a fire hydrant in Harlem, he wants to know how many German shepherds are expected to urinate on it. Sadik-Khan is the one out there monitoring the pH balance. And that attention to detail and conversion of detail into data is how she realized her power.”

Read more: http://www.esquire.com/features/brightest-2010/janette-sadik-khan-1210#ixzz167XsI2Wq

Great and Other News

Monday, November 8th, 2010

Great news. I went to the gym this morning.

In other news: SarahSweet’s birthday is on November 17th. So is Cousin Rebecca’s. And apparently Peter has a birthday between now and Jan 31st so let’s not forget about that.

I secretly want to get SarahSweet the Mixte but she doesn’t want a bike because Chicago does not have enough bike lanes and also I am not a millionaire and now this is also no longer a secret because HoBaB is the most famous blog on the internets.

Maybe when Rahm Emanuel pays me a million dollar billz to pave bike lanez all over the Chicago. Then we can get Mixtes for all the Sweats!

PS. I’m graduating May 16th at noon.*  RSVP for a seat on the guest list.

*fingers crossed?

Gmail of the Day

Thursday, November 4th, 2010

“wild boar!  rabbit!  licorice and huckleberry napoleon! that sounds like a twin brothers drag burlesque show!” Laura, on the menu options for our Transportation Video Contest Winner Dinner tonight at Osteria.

Email of the Day

Monday, November 1st, 2010

SUBJECT: no big deal

oh, yea…so i’m just studying at a table with james franco.

he was so cute as the gay lover in milk.

should i ask him if he wants to carry my books home?

(i’ll be like, ps- no, i don’t go to yale, i just study here). -Ma Petite FreetZ