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Ladies and gentlemen…

… the 2004 Boston Red Sox are headed to the MLB playoffs yet again… Bring on the fucking Yankees…

Tyrone Wheatley seriously is like a black, speedy, Jesus. My fantasy team still managed to beat the studly performances of Manning and Moss. I love football. I’m 2-1 so long as “Gimme the damn ball” doesn’t lose 6 points somehow tomorrow night.

Quotables:

“… the only thing they can do is behead people.” -George W. Bush on the terrorists behind the recent beheadings in Iraq.

“They [referees] look very confused. It has the look of Jessica Simpson taking the SAT.” -Dolphins radio announcer.

AP: An arbitrator has ordered Ricky Williams to pay the Dolphins $8.6 million for violating the terms of his contract.
Rotoworld: Ouch. That’s, like, a lot of weed.

The reaction of people who had not drank before they came to college also amuses me to a fairly large extent. Per esempio, Wednesday afternoon.

Todd: Man, I need beer, or vodka, or rum, or something… can I go up to your room?
Me: Uh, no. For one thing, it’s MY room. Secondly, it’s 2:35 on a Wednesday and we have a writing seminar in… oh… 90 minutes.
Todd: Goddammit, don’t play dumb with me. (runs into my dorm, and frustratedly bangs on my locked door. It took me a good 10 minutes to convince him to have a grape Gatorade instead)

“Fucking A.” - the most pointless quote known to man. For some reason, all New Englanders love to use it except me. Seeing as it has no point. And isn’t a sentance. And why are we talking about an ass anyway?

I forgot to mention I won a large sum of money in a poker tournament on Sunday. I should make it a full-time job.

Ralph quotes are back.

… and if you care, this is an AWESOME website. Free Stuff Times

… see what the jukebox knows.
Put my last quarter on, I play “Authority Song”.
Honesty or mystery?
Tell me I’m not scared anymore.
I got no secret purpose, I don’t seem obvious do I?
I don’t seem obvious do I?

Quick update from the roommate’s Mac. Obviously no laptop still. They are going to order the keyboard first thing tomorrow from ABS, and since I’ve thoroughly chewed them out in my phone calls, I have been promised a discount. We’ll see.

I am getting slowly better dealing with the workload. I still am perturbed by my failing of a Calc quiz, and still being middle of the road in Physics, but I’ve been better over the last two weeks about actually coming back from classes and thoroughly doing work– not copying it from the solutions manual or someone else. Prelims are next week, so they’ll prove the real key as to whether or not I am staying afloat or not. I predit my grades (in descending order) for the exams will be Astronomy (highest), Physics, then Calculus. Now that I said that, it’ll be opposite. I also have the luxury of still dropping a class with no record until October 15th or so, so if I absolutely bomb a prelim, it’s not the utter end of the world.

Other than that, life is boring. Deuce McCallister’s ankle has royally fucked over my fantasy team (now 1-1) and the Miami Dolphins horribly suck at real football. Oh well, the Sox haven’t let me down yet. And in even better news, they called up BK Kim. So now I can wear my #51 jersey and get called “Byung-Hyun” again.

Oh yes. I got my free iPod. Well not in my possession, but I ordered it with my free certificate, so it’ll be here eventually. Sweet musical goodness. No more carrying that little 64MB stick with me to class anymore. I rule.

(After picking up Laura’s lemonade in the TV lounge)
Me: Who’s is this?
Ali: Probably Laura’s, it is diet.
Me: Jesus, she should just grind up ice cubes and eat those.
Italian Vince: I wonder how many calories semen has…

(While walking back from a party on Saturday night)
Joe: Cho, you are really starting to annoy me now.
Cho: Oh, the fucking irony!

(Also while walking back from said party on Saturday night)
Me: Nicole should be storing nuts for the winter with HER cheeks.
Cho: Well, if she’s hanging out with Joe, she’s looking in the wrong place for nuts.

Jibben: (over phone to Papa John’s salesman) I WANT MY FUCKING PIZZA PLEASE!
Sean: Whoa, Jibben, did you just tell the pizza guy you wanted your “fucking pizza?”
Jibben: What? I said “please.”

“Porkchop sandwiches… Oh shit, get the fuck out of here! What are you doing? Go, get.. the fuck out of here you stupid idiots! Fuck we’re all dead! Get the fuck out! ”

… once again…

TORRINGTON - A small dump truck carrying a load of sawdust flipped on its side, caught fire and collided with several cars early Friday afternoon after it failed to navigate a right-hand turn onto East Elm Street.

The clothes of a driver of the truck and at least one passenger of another car caught fire in a chaotic scene in which bystanders tried to help.

“It was real scary. The truck exploded into flames,” said Len Lapardo, whose truck sustained minor damage when the dump truck pushed a car into it.

Lapardo pulled a girl out of the car after checking on another girl who was able to get through the passenger side door. He helped her put out a fire on her pants.

He then hurried everyone out of the way.

“I thought it was going to explode,” Lapardo said about the dump truck.

Sharron Greenier, who was in the car behind Lapardo, believed the truck was trying to get through the light before it changed.

She said that their light had just turned green as a truck came barreling around the corner.

“The truck was just out of control from the get go,” Greenier said.

She said that she was the truck take the turn at a fast clip, while traveling only on two wheels.

She saw the driver jump out of the cab of the truck, with flames running down his left side. She said that he ran into a nearby doughnut shop to get water to put himself out.

“We tried to tell him to stop and roll,” Greenier said.

She praised the Torrington police and fire departments for their quick reaction time.

“911 was hard to get through,” she said. “But they were here within two minutes.”

“We don’t know the cause of the accident,” Torrington Police Capt. Michael Maniago said. “We have not determined fault yet.”

On Friday night, Torrington police refused to release the names of motorists involved in the accident or information about their injuries.

Maniago said that the truck was westbound on East Main when it flipped over, spilling its contents all over East Elm.

As it skidded down the road a short way, it caught fire and collided with a Subaru stopped at the traffic light, waiting to turn onto East Main. The car was mangled with the windshield and front windows completely shattered.

The car was pushed back into a truck driven by Lapardo. Lapardo was far enough behind so that he only struck the rear passenger side of another car, as he tried to get out of the way. His truck suffered minor damage to its front end. Lapardo was not hurt in the ordeal.

Lt. Mike Soliani of the Torrington Fire Department said that the gas cap came off of the dump truck, spilling gasoline around the scene. It was sparked into flame as the truck skidded and collided with a car.

He was unsure why the front end of the car caught fire.

“At this time I can’t determine if it was due to the fire on the truck or if it was a separate incident with the car,” Soliani said.

Soliani said that both fires were under control within 10 minutes. Sand was then spread around the area, to contain the spilled gasoline.

The accident is still under investigation, with police officials believing they will have the report finished within a few days.Maniago said that an inspector from the Department of Motor Vehicles was on his way to the scene to help the department’s investigators determine what happened. “We’re going to examine the whole scene,” Maniago said. “This will not be rushed.”

Wow.

Someone has created a very large, and apparently very accurate map of Springfield, circa The Simpsons.

Wow.

On a side note, I think I’m going to start bringing back some of the old posts from the “former weblog.” I’ve created a category named “Time Capsule” and I’m going to do the posts one-by-one. So yeah. It’ll take a while. I could care less. Oh, you do? Suck my jagon.

Still no laptop as of today, if they (they being the repair folks) don’t call by the time I’m out of my physics lecture tomorrow, I’ll have to drop them a courtesy call.

Kris, UConn wins. Cornell students, while drunk, don’t have a penchant for getting arrested in public. Though I was rather amused at how WTNH interpreted all the hullaballu as UConn being happy their football team beat Duke. If the 130 someodd arrests were as a result of beating Duke at FOOTBALL, then I’m really interested to see what happens after UConn beats Duke in the Final Four. There may be no more Connecticut for me to go back to… which wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing.

It’s a historic night of Poker as well. At 9:00 PM EST (or 2100 in Jibben’s world) ESPN kicks off a night of Pokah with the 2004 WSOP Finals, followed by Mews East2’s newest tradition, “Ten-Dollar Tuesdays.” I know, Cornell kids with $10 buy-ins, whoopdeedo, but hey, it’s fun. I won $22 (on a $5 buy-in last night) after I called a kid’s $10 bet (I had A-A, he had K-K, nothing else flopped, turned, or rivered (should be flowed I’d guess) onto the table).

Other than that, nothing interesting has evolved. I have actually been somewhat efficient in the homework department this week, and may actually get my Calc/Physics HW done BEFORE Friday morning. That would be a pleasant achievement. Which reminds me, I probably should print off my equation tables and supplemental problems now. And since Adobe in RPCC has been crap, I should probably save this post before I do anything.

Until we meet again… and I kick your ass.

Still no laptop, though tomorrow is the expected finish repair date ($5 says it will be another week after that).

Slept a total of 3.5 hours this weekend between frats and then caring for the overly drunken hallmates (a couple of whom ended up in the hospital). Oh such naive kids, though observing the difference between extrememly intelligent Cornell students and then elementary school drunked students… It’s night and day… Even more amusingly, I probably look the same way.

Alright, now that I’ve succeeded in printing my Physics work off, I depart RPCC to unload laundry. Until later, cyberspace.