2005.

30 12 2005

“And it’s been a long December and there’s reason to believe,
Maybe this year will be better than the last”

A year that was filled with polar opposites, with the negative scale apparently bearing the most weight. A year comprised of mourning and heartbreak (… and heartbreak, and heartbreak… and heartbreak). A year where I failed to live up to expectations; while it remains unknown if I failed to live up to my potential. A year where I seemingly regressed socially, a year where I pacified myself mentally and spiritually. A year where I had to resort to telling myself that somethings are/were true even though there is no legitimate evidence to prove it’s validity. Well, in any event, we made it– for better or for worse, it’s over. As foolish as it sounds, hopefully something as meaningless as an arbirtary date which allows us to change from December 31st to January 1st will signal something new. Something better.

So we can only stand up, raise a cup to 2005, and tell it that “it was one of those years that you’ll never forget– one which steers my life in it’s ultimate direction.” Or I could just get it up and tell it to “get the fuck out of here, and if you come back again I’ll beat your ass ’til it glows!” Mmmm ass-beating.




Features a picture of a woman crucifying a harp?

28 12 2005

So you wonder what the UN is NOT doing?

The world’s flags given letter grades!

Chastising such countries as…

“Writing a big R on an overused tricolour spectacularly unoriginal.” - Rwanda

“Do not put a picture of a parrot on your flag! (This goes for you too, Guatamala!)” - Dominica

“Worst UK colonial flag. Has a sheep on it. Actually, if you look closely, you can see that the sheep is riding on top of an island, which is riding on top of a ship. Also the stupid slogan is in English, and is a platitude.” - Falkland Islands

Worth a read if you are bored…




Great Performance Anxiety

23 12 2005

The preliminary final scores seem to be in…

We scored above average in Meteorology, Astronomy– dead on the curve in Philosophy and Climate Dynamics– and we were merely a grade below average in the dreaded Physics 214. Every grade was pretty much exactly where I expected it to be– I got C, C- on my first two physics prelims (curves to C+), so getting better than a D in the class was a welcome sight… I wish I did a little better on Climate Dynamics, the class usually curves to B+, but because we were stupid I think she curved to B this year…

All and all, the GPA is finally over 3.




Ding fries are done…

20 12 2005

Alright, so I’ve wasted an hour trying to get this to work on the front page– ah futility.

But in the end it’ll still work– so continuing the spirit of the season; it’s time for a BK Holiday! (I know the HTML is shitty– just laugh a lot and no one will care)

BK Holiday




O Christmas Tree…

18 12 2005

The single sweetest light show in the history of Christmas, Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa. Click images for movie.

Sweet X-mas light show




Quit your bitching…

16 12 2005

Here’s a GREAT article by some guy named Snark at the GNN.

Some excerpts:

Maybe I’m just burned out with it all. Maybe the bitching does serve some purpose. But it seems to me that goddamned near everybody is concentrating more on bitching, and on exposing their ideological opponents as wrong wrong wrong that they’re losing sight of what’s real. We’re letting ourselves get sucked into ideological warfare and bickering instead of forging a path forward. Instead of making the world better, we’re trying to worry our ‘enemies’ to death with a thousand op-ed articles. Rather than stoke our compassion and determination, we’re stoking resentment and bitterness. Blaming, bitching, denouncing, complaining.

It’s hard to know what to say what we should do about it, really. I think it’s more something that people have to work out inside themselves, in whatever way it makes sense. However it gets done, we need to divert the energy we’re plowing into plen-t-plaints and turn it into constructive action and real progress. To wallow in the pit of righteous bitching is utterly and completely futile, damaging to our psyches, and is ripping our society apart bit by bit.

I understand it’s somewhat hypocritical, “bitching about bitching” but by “bitching about bitching” I feel you are attempting to force people to look at their actions and those of the people around them.

“Bitching for the sake of bitching” seems quite different. For example, “Bush is a fuckup.” OK, you’ve made your point– hell I’ll even CONCEDE the point to you– Bush is INDEED a fuckup. So where does your comment get us? “Ionno. I just want everyone to know that Bush is a fuckup.”

I am downright giddy at how logical this argue is. I don’t know what “positive progress” can be made– I’m not out here to prove as the end-all save-all with the great visionary ideas. But we have to agree that ANY positive progress has to be a plus in relation to the froth of negatively everyone exudes. Just what that action that leads to positive progress is, I don’t know– but we aren’t going to find it in a pit of mudslinging, cursing, and rage.

Also: Please liberals, do not make me out to be some kind of conservative martyr. The only reason that I rip into liberals so much is because more than likely, if you are reading this– you are one (socio-economical background, age, peer influence, whatever…) and the most effective way of arguing is to try to critique an indiviuals personal viewpoint, not make a case that can be miscontrued as further ammo for their argument. Everyone shares equal blame– just pick up a conservative newspaper, a moderate newspaper, and a liberal newspaper and you’ll see what I mean.




Whistle while you work?

13 12 2005

I have decided that I have a new pet peeve.

Whistling.

Maybe it’s because I can’t whistle myself or maybe it’s because I just don’t like the shrill, high-pitched nature of it (humming–maybe because it’s lower pitched–is not an issue). Maybe it’s just the intrusive nature of it– the fact that it’s someone “forcing” me to listen to something.

I just know I can hear it over my headphones. And I don’t like having tunes clash– a form of interference I suppose. I can’t stand when I’m listening to iTunes and I go to some idiots webpage with music that automatically plays upon loading, so it only makes sense that I can’t stand having my melody’s tainted by some outside hodgepodge of notes.

Take note, I’m not going on an anti-whistling campaign (unless people want to nitpick about something I’m doing, and then I’ll nitpick back, of course). No, I just need bigger and/or louder headphones.




Standard staples…

12 12 2005

Don’t ask me why this is so hilarious…

Super squirrel!

Oh that’s right.

The fact that Ithaca is like China for squirrels. With the overpopulation, not the squinty eyes.




2005; the good, the bad, the really ugly…

10 12 2005

Not that I’m one for memes but hey, there’s always a first time for everything.

This is supposed to be the year in review– take the first sentance of the first post of every month…

January: Happy New Year! … from a semi-inebriated group of Torringtonians trying to relive the spirit of 2004!

February: Just proving I’m not dead.

March: Wow, haven’t seen the wonderful world of blogs in a while.

April: That’s it. No more. I can’t do it anymore.

May: … He gonna get it!!

June: No updates in like 3 weeks.

July: Live it up.

August: Meh, feeling a bit better–

September: There was a certain thing a certain girl told a certain blogman (albeit while he was drunk) that this certain girl probably should NOT have told this said blogger.

October: Bowling in Delaware.

November: So I have no homework.

December: I had an interesting talk with someone today (well, yesterday afternoon).

You might be able to pick out some of the year, but I’m fairly subtle in my opening sentances I suppose.




Way to go CCSU…

9 12 2005

You are famous. (Click for movie goodness)

Colbert