Ahhh... Small Towns

Apparently, Mark (who indeed served me many nights at the Creamery) doesn't read my hometown paper, the St. Marys Journal Argus (See the upcoming events for Wednesday, August 31st). Kevin thinks they may be trying to be ironic. I know better.

An Ode to Mike the Chicken

Apparently, this is an allegory for Michelle and her Ultimate abilities (her words... not mine):



His name was Mike. He lived for 18 months. And, every year in Mike's hometown, they have a festival that is dedicated to him. Somehow, someday, I'm making a pilgrimage to Fruita, Colorado to play in the Mike the Headless chicken Golf tournament. I want the t-shirt.

The New Best Reality Show

Tommy Lee goes to College. I mean really. Tommy Lee. In college. A musician in an academic setting. Absolute brilliance. I also have a new respect for Tommy Lee, and found myself feeling really bad for him when he was having such a hard time at band practice. I highly recommend it.

But of course, this begs the question: if you could have ONE famous person in your class, who would that person be? And what class would that be?

I would want John Mayer in an upper level Sensory Processes class. He's a pretty smart guy. Also, funny. And if I got flustered I wouldn't have to worry about going on with the lecture but could instead have the class split into groups for discussion. About what, I don't know. Probably something brain related.

I could also go for Troy Aikman in an Introductory Psych class.

Words the I Use to Much In My Academic Writing:

Demonstrate (upon edits, I discovered 6 times in one paragraph!)
"Underlying Neural Mechanisms" (or "Neural Underpinnings of")
Moreover
Evidence
Functional Organization
Suggest(s)

I'm so fucking sick of writing. And what do I do about it? Write about it.

Athlete is Playing at the Opera House!

Tickets went on sale this morning, and in a moment of weakness I purchased 4 without checking if anyone wanted to come with. I'm pretty sure they are going to sell out pretty quickly. Cost: $21.50. Date: Monday, September 19th. Anyone interested?

My Motto: First come, first serve. That's what's written on my bedroom door anyway.

I'm earmarking one for Michelle. I'm pretty sure that you'll be game buddy.

Check them out on iTunes if you haven't heard them. Also, David Gray is playing on October 2nd at the ACC. I'm not worried about rushing for tickets for that, as I can't believe that it will actually sell out. But if anyone's interested in tickets, lemme know.

My Favorite Photo

I'm going to organize all my pictures and upgrade my account on Flickr so that I don't have to send out 15000 permutations of CDs with pictures that are relevant for the recipients. I'm nowhere close to done yet, but I will blog the link as soon as it's ready. In the meantime, as I'm sorting out my photos, I realized I had to post this one because it's my favorite personification of WhaFuck:



And you wonder why she falls out windows.

I Laughed When Michelle Said She Cried...

...but I have to admit my eyes didn't not well up at the end of Harry Potter. I just finished it. I couldn't put it down over the last 150 pages. I can't believe it. I didn't see it coming. And then, when Darth Vader admitted to being Luke's father...man, I was done for.

I can't believe there's only one book left. How's it going to end?

Oh and my experiment below obviously didn't work so now I just look like a perv.

Enticing Blog Spam

Introduction:
As you can see from the comments section in the post below, I have now discovered the glory of Blog Spam. I've been sitting here and trying to figure out WHY that particular post garnered so much spam interest. My theory: the use of the words "Gay Porn Star" may have attracted some interest from the spam webcrawlers. To experimentally test this theory, I am now going to try and attract even MORE interest.

Methods:
Underage Asian Prostitutes
Donkey Fucking
Penile Anal Rimming

Results:
(see comments section)

Discussion:
Stay Tuned. This post may also attract other internet traffic that I don't really want.

Ladies and Gentlemen: My Brother

Most of you know Ryan. For those of you who don't: he's currently doing his PhD in Cambridge right now in Computer Vision (after waking up and realizing that the drudgery and menial task-management of real world employment at Bell Mobility is pants). In the words of (a decidedly sarcastic) Drunk Nikie, "Christmas at your place must be REAL fun, with all the vision-speak going on".

Yes, yes it is.

Anyhoo, he made the mistake of pointing me to his friend Becky's blog this morning (looking forward to meeting you Becky!). What with it being Friday and all, I was able to leisurely set out through said blog to read some of the goings-on at Wolfson college. Which led me to photos. Which I know some of you will appreciate (Lynne Honey, I'm looking at you).

Now, when I think of Cambridge, I think of the epitome of academics, class, and wealth. I think of enchanting evenings on the River Cam, Afternoon Tea with aristocracy, and Formal Balls. At least Ryan has experienced some of that:



That would be Ryan right smack dab in the middle (5th from the left AND right). I've never seen him in a tux (albeit a tux purchased from eBay), so that was nice. Then I came across THIS:



I had to actually read Becky's blog to figure out which one he was. Yep, that's him 2nd from the right. Dressed as Dog, Bounty Hunter/Gay Porn Star. Shudder.

I have now seen it all: Ryan in a see-through shirt with handcuffs laced around him.

Ryan, are you trying to tell us something?

When the Lights Go Down in the City

Does anyone know why the 8th top tune being downloaded from the US iTunes store right now is "Don't Stop Believing" by Journey? Has it recently appeared in a movie or TV show recently? Don't get me wrong: I love Journey. Journey's Greatest Hits is arguably the best compilation CD of all time. Still, it seems a little odd that the kids today have picked that "retro" song to latch onto.

Weird. But good weird.

If I only invested as much time into science as I did into music, I may actually have a real job right now.

Musical Indulgence

Audioscrobbler has updated their website. It's pretty cool. Much more intuitive than their older format. I highly recommend signing up for it (and if you do, then sign me up as a friend :) (I can't believe I just emoticonned that)), as it opens up a world of music for you that is geared specifically towards your own musical tastes. Thanks to Jen for getting me hooked on yet ANOTHER website.

Think you are eclectic in your musical tastes? Turns out there's always someone more eclectic than you.

Gastronomic Indugence

While I follow a relatively healthy diet, I do have one weakness that gets me everytime. That would be Tim Horton's Maple Pecan Danish. It's fucking good as hell. If you haven't yet done so, please do yourself a favour and buy one. Enjoy it. Love it. Experience the pleasure that is the Maple Pecan Danish. I promise you won't be disappointed.

Unless you don't live in Canada. Then you're screwed.

I'm going to get one right now.

iSnob or Indie Yuppie?

Since I'm back from vacation, I figure it's time to start thinking again. Michelle, I think you're right: I've got to amalgamate my blogs. My organizational skills aren't good enough to keep two seperate streams of thought going. Actually, they aren't even good enough to keep my head out o' me ass.

It turns out I may have a new neighbour. The day that Vik moved 3 short buildings away, Jen came and looked at the apartment right next to mine, and has submitted an application. Submerse in water for 48 hours: instant neighbourhood! If Jen moves in, she came up with a brilliant scheme: we could share wireless. Thy shall be done.

When I told Kevin about this plan, his first response was "Don't get the Apple Hub, get a LinkSys Router instead". "Why?" I asked. "Its half the price" was his response.

But there's no way in hell I'm going to get a LinkSys router. It's not white. Nor does it have the apple logo on it. Yes, I am one of "those" people. I have an Apple logo on my Jetta. I carry my iPod with pride, and am thinking of getting an ishuffle as a back-up. I support Mac because I think its cool to do, not because I know anything about PC systems and can directly compare product quality.

There's a new name for people like me. We're called Indie-Yuppies.

I hate to think of myself as someone who is easily pigeonholed. Everyone wants to think that they are unique and can contribute something novel to our culture. Turns out, however, that I am just like millions of other 20-to-30-something year olds trying to be "Alternative".

My brother had a great line once: while talking about body piercings, he said "I hate body piercings. They're the conformist way of being non-conformist".

I'm so conforming to non-conformity.