They got me. They got me good. Those damn Anti-Snow people. And the weather people. All day yesterday and last night they virtually guaranteed 7-10" for me. Then this morning I awoke and found the weatherman casually (and mockingly) saying we will only get 3-6" as if they never ever said anything about 7-10"! I know I didn't dream it! Oh, they got me good!
Is there anyway for me to sue the weather people for malicious and intentional infliction of emotional and psychological distress for all the years of manipulating, lying, taunting, teasing, and jerking me around regarding snow?
Oh, right, a magical pocket of dry air just happened to appear over our region during the night. How convenient. But this is what always happens. Every single time. They build it up -- first a chance a winter weather, then maybe a few inches, then definitely a few inches, then possible double-digits, then definitely double-digits, then promises of 3 feet of snow and polar bears roaming the interstate! And then at the last minute.....a dusting.....
Those of us in the know are fully aware that such magical pockets of air are the work of the vile Anti-Snow Machine! Someday I shall destroy that menace! And then the good people of our region shall be free to enjoy the fruits of winter's glory!
Right now as I type this there is not a flake falling outside. It's all conveniently evaporating before it hits the ground. (Yes, as a future chemical engineer I should probably know the science behind that part, but instead they'd rather teach me nonsense like derivatives and error calculations...but that's another rant) Meanwhile - Nashville, TN has snow on the ground (and probably some Pants on the ground too....)! It always gets me irate when locations to the south of me have snow and I don't! Texas has gotten so much snow this year it is absolutely ridiculous! All I've gotten is a lousy inch! One rotten inch!
What is gained by preventing snowfall in our area? Is it merely a personal vendetta against me? An arbitrarily chosen experiment to manipulate and confound me or the populace in general? A massive public manipulation designed to control our reactions? Whatever the goal...the Anti-Snow Machine must be stopped...
So all you Anti-Snow people out there....laugh it up...enjoy it...but my vengeance shall be had. In this life or the next. The Anti-Snow Machine will be destroyed and winter shall blanket this land in its white comforting hand. And I shall laugh as your tears freeze on your faces. You will stand at your windows, crying out at the savagery of winter's wrath. Watch as I dance around a bonfire upon 2 feet of packed snow under a snow-filled sky with all the wolves and bears and others who welcome the glory of Mother Nature's colder season. Fear shall embrace your icy hearts and the gleam in our eyes will haunt your midnight thoughts. Where will your broken Anti-Snow Machine - your man-made false god - be then? We shall fashion trinkets from its pieces and give them to the children as a reminder of the power of Mother Nature and the unflinching hunger for control and power of man. All evils - greed, socialism, etc - shall be buried under the eternal snow. Laziness and idiocy shall be shamed out of the culture. The space program will be fully funded and allowed to flourish (**cough** obama's flatlining NASAs budget - not surprising considering his ideological contempt for the space program - also a huge insult and embarrassment for our country). We shall all learn to welcome the onslaught of snow each winter. All will set aside the mad self-destructive obsession of only caring about their working lives. We shall once again remember what truly matters in life -- those whom we love and the things which bring joy to our hearts - not mission statements and reports and resumes and glad-handing and sales calls. Feuding pets shall make peace with each other. Weather people shall make amends for their role in the manipulation in service of the Anti-Snow Machine. I shall run with the wolves across snowy tree-lined fields and ice covered lakes. I shall have my vengeance. I shall have my peace.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
"You tell'em I'm coming - and snow's coming with me!"
Yes, folks! SNOW! Let the Anti-Snow Contingent moan and wail and gnash their teeth! Snow is imminent! By this time tomorrow night there could be between 7-10 inches on the ground right here in my backyard...and frontyard.... It shall be a glorious day of snowfall all day tomorrow!
Earlier as the local news went through the weather report I actually found myself walking around the house trash-talking no one in particular. Perhaps my barbs were aimed at all those who work tirelessly to keep snow away from our region with their prized asset - the Anti-Snow Machine. And perhaps someone finally succeeded in sabotaging that dreadful device....(cue evil laughter)
This afternoon I ventured forth to Wal-Mart to watch the traditional panicked pillaging of the milk and bread sections. Why do people feel the need to stock up on perishables? If the power goes out, do you really want a bunch of milk and bread laying around? Of course, that didn't stop me from getting milk (I was out) and eggs (i'll need breakfast as i enjoy watching the snow cascade onto the once dreary landscape and quietly chuckle with laughter at the Anti-Snow people who are undoubtedly cursing at their windows). Wal-Mart was surprisingly sane and relatively calm despite being fairly crowded. The gas stations were another matter. I steered clear of those. People were in lines filling not just their vehicles, but gas cans as well. The lessons learned from last year's ice storm have not faded. Wait a minute....I think our generator is still broken....well....that's awfully useful.
Okay...I'll check back in with you all tomorrow...and to rub it in the faces of all the Anti-Snow people....
Earlier as the local news went through the weather report I actually found myself walking around the house trash-talking no one in particular. Perhaps my barbs were aimed at all those who work tirelessly to keep snow away from our region with their prized asset - the Anti-Snow Machine. And perhaps someone finally succeeded in sabotaging that dreadful device....(cue evil laughter)
This afternoon I ventured forth to Wal-Mart to watch the traditional panicked pillaging of the milk and bread sections. Why do people feel the need to stock up on perishables? If the power goes out, do you really want a bunch of milk and bread laying around? Of course, that didn't stop me from getting milk (I was out) and eggs (i'll need breakfast as i enjoy watching the snow cascade onto the once dreary landscape and quietly chuckle with laughter at the Anti-Snow people who are undoubtedly cursing at their windows). Wal-Mart was surprisingly sane and relatively calm despite being fairly crowded. The gas stations were another matter. I steered clear of those. People were in lines filling not just their vehicles, but gas cans as well. The lessons learned from last year's ice storm have not faded. Wait a minute....I think our generator is still broken....well....that's awfully useful.
Okay...I'll check back in with you all tomorrow...and to rub it in the faces of all the Anti-Snow people....
Friday, January 8, 2010
"Like winning 10 cents in the lottery"
That's what gettting an inch of snow is like - according to Calvin (from Calvin and Hobbes - the greatest comic strip of all time) and I've often quoted that line over the years. It applies once again to the results of our "winter storm" from the other night. For those not familiar with the reaction of Kentuckians to the possibility of snow, it goes something like this:
A day or two before the "winter weather" is predicted to arrive, people flock to grocery stores and clean out the bread, milk, and egg shelves. Mind you - this is the case for ALL degrees of winter storms - from a major 8-12 inch snow storm, to an ice storm, and even (as in this case) a 1-3 inch mild snowfall. News reporters will be stationed along main roads, parking lots, and gas stations giving live updates of the treacherous conditions. Citizens will be warned to stock up on supplies and stay off the roads (unless of course, you go to my school, in which case you will be expected to arrive on time despite the 12 inches of snow, 6 inches of ice, roaming packs of zombies, and 300 foot tall alien robots wreaking havoc). As the threat of the inch or two of snow looms closer, the grocery and hardware stores will be flooded with wild-eyed folks desperately picking through what's left of the foodstuffs, ice scrapers, and shovels. All talk will be of the impending doom and catastrophic calamity that will surely keep everyone trapped in their homes for weeks to come. This occurs even when the "storm" will surely be nothing more than an inch or two of snow...just as it was the other night. And yet - all schools closed, businesses - even doctor's offices! Normally I'm a major proponent of shutting down society for the sake of snow and having a Utopia-like celebration...but yesterday even I would have felt no need to call of classes and shut down the region. (And if I'm the one saying that, then that's really significant!)
You know what I long for? I would really like to hear the weather-people talk positively about snow for once. Like -- not get so upbeat and happy when the snow misses us or less falls than is expected. I want to hear things like "well, darn, it doesn't look like we're going to get all that much snow after all. But hey - we tried our best! There's still plenty of winter left, so we have more opportunities to get that solid 10 inch storm!"
Switching gears...I finally got around to picking up the Them Crooked Vultures album. For those who don't know - this is a side project featuring Dave Grohl of the Foo Fighters, Josh Homme of Queens of the Stone Age, and John Paul Jones of Led Zeppelin. And yes, it sounds just like a blend of all three. Really really REALLY cool stuff! One can almost literally pinpoint certain strains of each members' style running through the songs. The song "Mind Eraser No Chaser" is one that gets lodged in your head for the entire day - be careful not to burn yourself out. I was a little cautious about what to expect at first, but was pleasantly blown away upon giving it a full listen.
That's all for today....2 blogs in 3 days...I'm spoiling you guys....
A day or two before the "winter weather" is predicted to arrive, people flock to grocery stores and clean out the bread, milk, and egg shelves. Mind you - this is the case for ALL degrees of winter storms - from a major 8-12 inch snow storm, to an ice storm, and even (as in this case) a 1-3 inch mild snowfall. News reporters will be stationed along main roads, parking lots, and gas stations giving live updates of the treacherous conditions. Citizens will be warned to stock up on supplies and stay off the roads (unless of course, you go to my school, in which case you will be expected to arrive on time despite the 12 inches of snow, 6 inches of ice, roaming packs of zombies, and 300 foot tall alien robots wreaking havoc). As the threat of the inch or two of snow looms closer, the grocery and hardware stores will be flooded with wild-eyed folks desperately picking through what's left of the foodstuffs, ice scrapers, and shovels. All talk will be of the impending doom and catastrophic calamity that will surely keep everyone trapped in their homes for weeks to come. This occurs even when the "storm" will surely be nothing more than an inch or two of snow...just as it was the other night. And yet - all schools closed, businesses - even doctor's offices! Normally I'm a major proponent of shutting down society for the sake of snow and having a Utopia-like celebration...but yesterday even I would have felt no need to call of classes and shut down the region. (And if I'm the one saying that, then that's really significant!)
You know what I long for? I would really like to hear the weather-people talk positively about snow for once. Like -- not get so upbeat and happy when the snow misses us or less falls than is expected. I want to hear things like "well, darn, it doesn't look like we're going to get all that much snow after all. But hey - we tried our best! There's still plenty of winter left, so we have more opportunities to get that solid 10 inch storm!"
Switching gears...I finally got around to picking up the Them Crooked Vultures album. For those who don't know - this is a side project featuring Dave Grohl of the Foo Fighters, Josh Homme of Queens of the Stone Age, and John Paul Jones of Led Zeppelin. And yes, it sounds just like a blend of all three. Really really REALLY cool stuff! One can almost literally pinpoint certain strains of each members' style running through the songs. The song "Mind Eraser No Chaser" is one that gets lodged in your head for the entire day - be careful not to burn yourself out. I was a little cautious about what to expect at first, but was pleasantly blown away upon giving it a full listen.
That's all for today....2 blogs in 3 days...I'm spoiling you guys....
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Hello, 2010...just yesterday you seemed infinitely far away
Hey 2010...you see your buddy 2009 over there? Yeah....he doesn't look so hot, does it? Nope. That's uh...that's gonna be you in a year if you don't watch your step. I'm not one to be trifled with. Do you know what the motto for last year was? No? It was "2009 - The Year of Vengeance." Yeah. Let that sink in. Haven't come up with a motto for you yet, though...
Oh, hello readers...didn't see you there....if you don't put a new year in its place right away it can become headstrong and disrespectful.
So I know I took a few weeks off from this thing. Seems like I took a couple weeks off of everything. And that's probably a good thing. I'm supposed to be working on a project for a professor before the new semester begins (in about 5 days), but ever since Christmas I've plateaued and not much has been accomplished. I figured I would make a lot of headway this week...however, I keep getting caught up running errands and wallowing in the mire of unmotivation. And, of course, there is the condition many of us know all too well - Procrastination. Why do we do it? I suppose it has to do with what one infamous professor always asks us - "are you a carrot or a stick person?" And unless I'm truly interested in something, I need a giant stick swinging down to crush my bones.
What hasn't helped this week is that I went online and looked at the course webpages for some of this semester's classes. (Cue ominous 1950s horror movie music) Looks like there's going to be lots of horrific computer programming.....I absolutely HATE that stuff....why on earth do they insist on making things harder than they need to be -- more complicated and confusing? Why not try to simplify things? OH NO! Let's make computers so that you need to know a dozen asinine, complex, and unnecessarily obtuse computer languages so that you can physically type in outrageously long, complicated, and tedious commands for each tiny little thing you want the computer to do! Here's a shocking idea -- how about making it so that you just tell the computer in plain English what you want it to do? Or maybe have voice-recognition software so that you simply TELL the computer what you want? "Hey, stupid computer -- I want you to use the Bernoulli equation to solve for stupid velocity with the following stupid variables! Can you stupid handle that??!?!?!"
What makes it worse is that the other fellows at school LOVE this stuff. They eat it up like Oreo cookies first thing in the morning (I could eat a box of those things upon waking). "Oh boy, FORTRAN and Visual Basic! Integrating codes between Excel and POLYMATH! This is fun and easy and helpful! C'mon Rick, you know how to do this! What's that? Telling the computer what you want? HAHAHA - that's just silly! Typing in inhumanly long and ridiculous codes is way better!"
Soooo.....in other news....we might be getting our first touch of snow for the season tonight and tomorrow. Only a couple of inches at best....but better than the nothing we've gotten thus far along with watching such places as New Mexico and Dallas get hit with winter weather while we alternate between 45 and torrential downpours for days on end OR 20 degrees and windy with blue skies. Of course, there's always the local weather station's Anti-Snow Machine to contend with. The Anti-Snow Machine (as you all know) creates a magical bubble of clear air, above-freezing temps, or otherwise removes the presence of snow from an area as large as the viewing area or as small as my personal location. So while all the area outside the magical bubble ceases the misery of their daily grind and runs out to frolic in a harmonious Utopia of snow and Christmas songs and talking snowmen and animated rabbits and smiles and hot chocolate and sledding (and not to mention everyone suddenly lives in a forest preserve like in Calvin and Hobbes...in fact, most of my idyllic visions of life are somehow related to that comic strip...) and peace on Earth and blah blah blah blah blah --- meanwhile, I'm standing at the window watching rain come down as the tv turns itself on and the weatherman or weatherwoman or weathermonster or weatherbear or weathercoffeemaker or weatherwoodchuck appears on the screen taunting me by name and using foul language to demean me as he/she/it has the camera follow them outside to roll around in the snow and then write "Eat it, Rick" in the snow itself. Of course, later on follows the pretentious pandering to the audience during the regular broadcast,"oh, gee, it was just so strange, we got lucky and the snow just dissipated over our area! We never could have predicted that! Who knew?"
Hmm....perhaps I should go eat something....like many people, I have a medical tendency to have low blood sugar if I don't eat regularly...many other people completely dismiss this and do not take it seriously when I say "I can't skip a meal." They think it's just me being dramatic or something. But no - you don't understand...I....can't....skip...a meal. From a health standpoint, I HAVE to keep myself fed regularly. No food = no glucose getting to the brain = inability to function like a normal human being. So when my class schedule comes out and two days a week we have a 6 hour block of nonstop classes from 11-5 with no lunch break and people laugh when I say that this is a serious problem - I can get a little annoyed. "Oh, just go eat some computer programming - that'll make you feel better - who needs food when you can stare at idiotic computer languages?"
Alright, well....looks like I started off the new year of blogging with a low-blood-sugar induced diatribe about various annoyances. I'm sure you all totally enjoyed that and don't want your money back. Oh...I mean...no....your credit cards are so NOT being charged automatically each time you view my page....that's just a ridiculous idea...like low blood sugar...or computer programming...or an Anti-Snow Machine...
Oh, hello readers...didn't see you there....if you don't put a new year in its place right away it can become headstrong and disrespectful.
So I know I took a few weeks off from this thing. Seems like I took a couple weeks off of everything. And that's probably a good thing. I'm supposed to be working on a project for a professor before the new semester begins (in about 5 days), but ever since Christmas I've plateaued and not much has been accomplished. I figured I would make a lot of headway this week...however, I keep getting caught up running errands and wallowing in the mire of unmotivation. And, of course, there is the condition many of us know all too well - Procrastination. Why do we do it? I suppose it has to do with what one infamous professor always asks us - "are you a carrot or a stick person?" And unless I'm truly interested in something, I need a giant stick swinging down to crush my bones.
What hasn't helped this week is that I went online and looked at the course webpages for some of this semester's classes. (Cue ominous 1950s horror movie music) Looks like there's going to be lots of horrific computer programming.....I absolutely HATE that stuff....why on earth do they insist on making things harder than they need to be -- more complicated and confusing? Why not try to simplify things? OH NO! Let's make computers so that you need to know a dozen asinine, complex, and unnecessarily obtuse computer languages so that you can physically type in outrageously long, complicated, and tedious commands for each tiny little thing you want the computer to do! Here's a shocking idea -- how about making it so that you just tell the computer in plain English what you want it to do? Or maybe have voice-recognition software so that you simply TELL the computer what you want? "Hey, stupid computer -- I want you to use the Bernoulli equation to solve for stupid velocity with the following stupid variables! Can you stupid handle that??!?!?!"
What makes it worse is that the other fellows at school LOVE this stuff. They eat it up like Oreo cookies first thing in the morning (I could eat a box of those things upon waking). "Oh boy, FORTRAN and Visual Basic! Integrating codes between Excel and POLYMATH! This is fun and easy and helpful! C'mon Rick, you know how to do this! What's that? Telling the computer what you want? HAHAHA - that's just silly! Typing in inhumanly long and ridiculous codes is way better!"
Soooo.....in other news....we might be getting our first touch of snow for the season tonight and tomorrow. Only a couple of inches at best....but better than the nothing we've gotten thus far along with watching such places as New Mexico and Dallas get hit with winter weather while we alternate between 45 and torrential downpours for days on end OR 20 degrees and windy with blue skies. Of course, there's always the local weather station's Anti-Snow Machine to contend with. The Anti-Snow Machine (as you all know) creates a magical bubble of clear air, above-freezing temps, or otherwise removes the presence of snow from an area as large as the viewing area or as small as my personal location. So while all the area outside the magical bubble ceases the misery of their daily grind and runs out to frolic in a harmonious Utopia of snow and Christmas songs and talking snowmen and animated rabbits and smiles and hot chocolate and sledding (and not to mention everyone suddenly lives in a forest preserve like in Calvin and Hobbes...in fact, most of my idyllic visions of life are somehow related to that comic strip...) and peace on Earth and blah blah blah blah blah --- meanwhile, I'm standing at the window watching rain come down as the tv turns itself on and the weatherman or weatherwoman or weathermonster or weatherbear or weathercoffeemaker or weatherwoodchuck appears on the screen taunting me by name and using foul language to demean me as he/she/it has the camera follow them outside to roll around in the snow and then write "Eat it, Rick" in the snow itself. Of course, later on follows the pretentious pandering to the audience during the regular broadcast,"oh, gee, it was just so strange, we got lucky and the snow just dissipated over our area! We never could have predicted that! Who knew?"
Hmm....perhaps I should go eat something....like many people, I have a medical tendency to have low blood sugar if I don't eat regularly...many other people completely dismiss this and do not take it seriously when I say "I can't skip a meal." They think it's just me being dramatic or something. But no - you don't understand...I....can't....skip...a meal. From a health standpoint, I HAVE to keep myself fed regularly. No food = no glucose getting to the brain = inability to function like a normal human being. So when my class schedule comes out and two days a week we have a 6 hour block of nonstop classes from 11-5 with no lunch break and people laugh when I say that this is a serious problem - I can get a little annoyed. "Oh, just go eat some computer programming - that'll make you feel better - who needs food when you can stare at idiotic computer languages?"
Alright, well....looks like I started off the new year of blogging with a low-blood-sugar induced diatribe about various annoyances. I'm sure you all totally enjoyed that and don't want your money back. Oh...I mean...no....your credit cards are so NOT being charged automatically each time you view my page....that's just a ridiculous idea...like low blood sugar...or computer programming...or an Anti-Snow Machine...
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Pre-Christmas Thoughts
Why do "they" make it sound like getting alternate student loans for college is easy and simple? It's not. In fact, it seems much more likely that the whole thing is a scheme to get people to spend time and money going to school for 3 years and then make it impossible for them to get the necessary funds to complete their degree. Then they sit back and laugh. "They" should be rounded up and fed to pteradactyls. (I think I just misspelled pteradactyls...but I'm too lazy to go look up the correct spelling)
Is anyone else disturbed by these Gap commercials with the little girls dancing around doing a cheer about how their clothes are "officially retired?" There's just something...wrong about it. And the cheer gets stuck in my head. "I love my comfy sweater - I love my comfy sweater - how cute are these boots? how cute are these boots?" Consequently the ad has taught me the "talk to the moose" thing where you stick your hands against your head like moose-antlers (this is as opposed to simply saying "talk to the hand" and extending one's hand palm outwards.). Hey, student loan people - talk to the moose! ....and my fist....
Did anyone else hear about the octopus that carries coconut shells across the seafloor and uses them as shelter? It's the first documented instance of an invertebrate, such as an octopus, using tools. Pretty cool stuff....wish I had an octopus....I bet he could get a student loan....(grumble grumble grumble)....
Did they really come out with more stupid reality singing shows recently? I see society's IQ continues to drop at an alarming rate. Maybe an evil one-world government is just what some of this world needs. Let the rest of us go colonize Mars first, though. And we're taking the octopi with us! (That's plural for octopus)
I heard we have a chance for a tiny amount of snow on Saturday. Less than an inch. You know what this means? All the grocery stores will be cleaned out of milk and bread in the next 48 hours. All generators in the tri-state area will be sold out. Salt trucks will be running non-stop beginning at noon today. Gas lines. Gas line brawls. Shoving matches in church parking lots. 3 weeks without power. College football mascots flying F-14s and doing barrel-rolls while Van Halen blasts from gigantic hidden speakers which can somehow be heard but not seen by everyone within a 100 mile radius. ........I know I can't wait!
I just realized this morning that we don't have a Christmas tree up in the house. Wow. Just...wow. I'd also like to take this moment to metaphorically get in everyone's face and say that they are CHRISTMAS TREES not "Holiday trees." Political correctness is a disease. It's way worse than swine flu. But not as profitable as global warming....(wink)
How come it's so much easier for me to write blogs on days when I really need to be studying, writing papers, or working on important Christmas break projects for professors?
Is anyone else disturbed by these Gap commercials with the little girls dancing around doing a cheer about how their clothes are "officially retired?" There's just something...wrong about it. And the cheer gets stuck in my head. "I love my comfy sweater - I love my comfy sweater - how cute are these boots? how cute are these boots?" Consequently the ad has taught me the "talk to the moose" thing where you stick your hands against your head like moose-antlers (this is as opposed to simply saying "talk to the hand" and extending one's hand palm outwards.). Hey, student loan people - talk to the moose! ....and my fist....
Did anyone else hear about the octopus that carries coconut shells across the seafloor and uses them as shelter? It's the first documented instance of an invertebrate, such as an octopus, using tools. Pretty cool stuff....wish I had an octopus....I bet he could get a student loan....(grumble grumble grumble)....
Did they really come out with more stupid reality singing shows recently? I see society's IQ continues to drop at an alarming rate. Maybe an evil one-world government is just what some of this world needs. Let the rest of us go colonize Mars first, though. And we're taking the octopi with us! (That's plural for octopus)
I heard we have a chance for a tiny amount of snow on Saturday. Less than an inch. You know what this means? All the grocery stores will be cleaned out of milk and bread in the next 48 hours. All generators in the tri-state area will be sold out. Salt trucks will be running non-stop beginning at noon today. Gas lines. Gas line brawls. Shoving matches in church parking lots. 3 weeks without power. College football mascots flying F-14s and doing barrel-rolls while Van Halen blasts from gigantic hidden speakers which can somehow be heard but not seen by everyone within a 100 mile radius. ........I know I can't wait!
I just realized this morning that we don't have a Christmas tree up in the house. Wow. Just...wow. I'd also like to take this moment to metaphorically get in everyone's face and say that they are CHRISTMAS TREES not "Holiday trees." Political correctness is a disease. It's way worse than swine flu. But not as profitable as global warming....(wink)
How come it's so much easier for me to write blogs on days when I really need to be studying, writing papers, or working on important Christmas break projects for professors?
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Abe Lincoln or Layne Staley?
If you had the power to not only go back in time, but to ensure that certain people would not be able to die untimely (early) deaths - and you had to choose between someone like an Abe Lincoln or JFK and a Layne Staley/Kurt Cobain/John Lennon type -- who would you choose?
Between Lincoln and Staley - I'm going with Staley. Lincoln had pretty much peaked. What more was he going to do with his life? Staley, on the other hand, if he were unable to die an untimely deaht - no overdosing, no suicide, no fatal grizzly bear attacks - he would have several more decades of creating music. That's infinitely more beneficial to the world than an ex-president going around the speaking circuit and campaigning for other politicians.
Maybe it's just me. Maybe it's just the miserably dreary 40 degrees, rain, and wind (perfect Alice In Chains weather) while the rest of the country experiences winter wonderlands with peace and harmony and no work or school and hot chocolate for everyone and cats and dogs riding sleds together as Christmas songs rain down from the heavens and everyone is happy and smiling and life is one big Christmas commercial as families lob snowballs at each other and laugh amongst the pine trees with more precious snow fluttering down around them in a very picturesque and timeless scene and all is good....all is good......
Between Lincoln and Staley - I'm going with Staley. Lincoln had pretty much peaked. What more was he going to do with his life? Staley, on the other hand, if he were unable to die an untimely deaht - no overdosing, no suicide, no fatal grizzly bear attacks - he would have several more decades of creating music. That's infinitely more beneficial to the world than an ex-president going around the speaking circuit and campaigning for other politicians.
Maybe it's just me. Maybe it's just the miserably dreary 40 degrees, rain, and wind (perfect Alice In Chains weather) while the rest of the country experiences winter wonderlands with peace and harmony and no work or school and hot chocolate for everyone and cats and dogs riding sleds together as Christmas songs rain down from the heavens and everyone is happy and smiling and life is one big Christmas commercial as families lob snowballs at each other and laugh amongst the pine trees with more precious snow fluttering down around them in a very picturesque and timeless scene and all is good....all is good......
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Spartans! Prepare for Glory!.....and Final Exams!
I'm writing to you from the threshold of Finals Week. All the tidal-wave-esque papers, projects, presentations, and assignments have been completed, vanquished, suffered through, and annihilated. Just a few more exams and then a few weeks of decompressing....
So the Bears managed to win today. And Cutler didn't throw any interceptions! I'm not on the Cutler-Hating bandwagon - in fact, I've started my own bandwagon as a Bears fan -- the Our-Offensive-Line-and-Coaching-Staff-Are-Pretty-Darn-Crappy bandwagon. Feel free to jump aboard - we have honey roasted peanuts (from Publix - not Planters brand...is there anything Publix can't produce that doesn't turn out amazing? Oh, that's right...most of you have never heard of Publix...well, it's the greatest grocery store chain that I know of...) 5-7....that's just the kind of record that leaves a team out of the playoffs but also out of the higher picks in the draft. Oh, but wait...we traded away our draft picks for Cutler...soooooo....
Tonight is the college football BCS Bowl selection. Where will my Canes end up? There's a chance they could be in the Music City Bowl playing against UK. More likely they'll be playing somewhere in central Florida. Speaking of Florida....it was so utterly satisfying to see the Gators lose last night. But I discovered that I do not hate Tim Tebow....just the hype he gets. In fact, I felt a little bad for Tebow...he seemed genuinely upset at the end. As for Urban Meyer...he can go play in traffic.
Have I vented about how this season of The Office has been very disappointing? What's that? "Every single day" you say? Really? I didn't think I brought it up THAT much. Well, not to ram a point into the rock-hard and wind-swept ground, but it HAS been quite disappointing. I want more hilarity and random goofiness! I want Dwight setting the office on fire! I want Michael kidnapping pizza delivery guys! I want grizzly bears with anti-aircraft guns! I want furniture being kicked around! I want Cheez-its!
hmmm...I just remembered a time when I was going to try to make this blog more serious and thoughtful. Or at least in between the random nonsense and musings, make some deep comments on life that my readers could perhaps find inspiring, poignant, or otherwise appreciate. But no...instead, I just go on about football and complain about The Office. (which, by the way, is the funniest show on tv...and Dwight Schrute is now my favorite tv character of all-time)
Thanksgiving went by in a blur. Quite literally. I was working on my kidney project the whole time. On Thanksgiving day I greeted family as they arrived by asking them if they happened to know the flow rate of solutes out of the proximal tubule. I took a 4 hour break to socialize and eat dinner...and then was back at it. I miss the years when we had tons of extended family in for the holiday. Extra tables had to be brought in and pushed together. 2 or 3 turkeys had to be cooked. I had to be picked up from the airport, as in most of my memories of such times - I was in college (the first time). Board games were played. Movies were watched. Guitars appeared and songs were played and sung. Life seemed like an endless ocean spread out before me, filled with countless opportunities and chances to make memories - to live out all the dreams I had. That sense of urgency had not yet taken hold...that full, soul-shaking realization that an end not only existed - but was just within sight on the horizon. It was much easier to be tripped up by, as well as take for granted, the little things. Now all hands are on deck....life spins past ever faster and faster (an engineer might say it moves exponentially). Soon Christmas will be upon us...and then a new year....I still remember a friend and I always saying that whenever 2010 rolled around it would mean that we were officially old. That and whenever Sean Connery passes away. (May the one true Bond live a thousand more years!)
So folks, as we progress through this holiday season - if you catch yourself in a lull or moment of doubt...remember that life moves too fast to try and catch or keep restrained, you just have to appreciate the little moments that you have the opportunity to savor. Put a little evil grin on that face and create a memory - something you CAN hold onto. Take it all in - let it roll around your soul - and then do whatever you can to make that moment stand out and be special for those around you. Smiles. It's always better to have a memory full of smiles and laughter than one of boredom, tragedy, and regret. If we're all going to end up going over the waterfall no matter what - then we might as well enjoy the ride while we can.
So the Bears managed to win today. And Cutler didn't throw any interceptions! I'm not on the Cutler-Hating bandwagon - in fact, I've started my own bandwagon as a Bears fan -- the Our-Offensive-Line-and-Coaching-Staff-Are-Pretty-Darn-Crappy bandwagon. Feel free to jump aboard - we have honey roasted peanuts (from Publix - not Planters brand...is there anything Publix can't produce that doesn't turn out amazing? Oh, that's right...most of you have never heard of Publix...well, it's the greatest grocery store chain that I know of...) 5-7....that's just the kind of record that leaves a team out of the playoffs but also out of the higher picks in the draft. Oh, but wait...we traded away our draft picks for Cutler...soooooo....
Tonight is the college football BCS Bowl selection. Where will my Canes end up? There's a chance they could be in the Music City Bowl playing against UK. More likely they'll be playing somewhere in central Florida. Speaking of Florida....it was so utterly satisfying to see the Gators lose last night. But I discovered that I do not hate Tim Tebow....just the hype he gets. In fact, I felt a little bad for Tebow...he seemed genuinely upset at the end. As for Urban Meyer...he can go play in traffic.
Have I vented about how this season of The Office has been very disappointing? What's that? "Every single day" you say? Really? I didn't think I brought it up THAT much. Well, not to ram a point into the rock-hard and wind-swept ground, but it HAS been quite disappointing. I want more hilarity and random goofiness! I want Dwight setting the office on fire! I want Michael kidnapping pizza delivery guys! I want grizzly bears with anti-aircraft guns! I want furniture being kicked around! I want Cheez-its!
hmmm...I just remembered a time when I was going to try to make this blog more serious and thoughtful. Or at least in between the random nonsense and musings, make some deep comments on life that my readers could perhaps find inspiring, poignant, or otherwise appreciate. But no...instead, I just go on about football and complain about The Office. (which, by the way, is the funniest show on tv...and Dwight Schrute is now my favorite tv character of all-time)
Thanksgiving went by in a blur. Quite literally. I was working on my kidney project the whole time. On Thanksgiving day I greeted family as they arrived by asking them if they happened to know the flow rate of solutes out of the proximal tubule. I took a 4 hour break to socialize and eat dinner...and then was back at it. I miss the years when we had tons of extended family in for the holiday. Extra tables had to be brought in and pushed together. 2 or 3 turkeys had to be cooked. I had to be picked up from the airport, as in most of my memories of such times - I was in college (the first time). Board games were played. Movies were watched. Guitars appeared and songs were played and sung. Life seemed like an endless ocean spread out before me, filled with countless opportunities and chances to make memories - to live out all the dreams I had. That sense of urgency had not yet taken hold...that full, soul-shaking realization that an end not only existed - but was just within sight on the horizon. It was much easier to be tripped up by, as well as take for granted, the little things. Now all hands are on deck....life spins past ever faster and faster (an engineer might say it moves exponentially). Soon Christmas will be upon us...and then a new year....I still remember a friend and I always saying that whenever 2010 rolled around it would mean that we were officially old. That and whenever Sean Connery passes away. (May the one true Bond live a thousand more years!)
So folks, as we progress through this holiday season - if you catch yourself in a lull or moment of doubt...remember that life moves too fast to try and catch or keep restrained, you just have to appreciate the little moments that you have the opportunity to savor. Put a little evil grin on that face and create a memory - something you CAN hold onto. Take it all in - let it roll around your soul - and then do whatever you can to make that moment stand out and be special for those around you. Smiles. It's always better to have a memory full of smiles and laughter than one of boredom, tragedy, and regret. If we're all going to end up going over the waterfall no matter what - then we might as well enjoy the ride while we can.
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