Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Sweet freedom

I had my last final on Friday, so all I've had to do up in Bellingham is work at the water plant. Well, work and finally play through Neverwinter Nights 2. I haven't allowed myself to be addicted to a game for a long, long time. There's something about staying up all night playing a game, then waking up early to start playing it again that reminds me of the good old days, before I had responsibility. I completely lost all track of what day it was, and probably wouldn't have shown up for work if Anna hadn't kept me in line.
I'll get through the game eventually, then life can continue.

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

It's snowing again outside

Transmetropolitan has rekindled my desire to be a journalist like Snow Crash made me want to be a pizza driver, all those years ago.
Only with more drugs.
Lots more.

What's the deal with this weather?

First, let me say that I found the process of returning a hard drive to the manufacturer for replacement isn't too painful, at least when you are dealing with Seagate/Maxtor. Now that my RAID array has been reduced to one drive, I formatted it and put XP back on but, WOOPS, while in the installation process my backup hard drive was formatted too. I'm not going to blame the program, but I have no idea how I accidentally chose to format all of my hard drives at once. Fortunately, there are handy programs out there that can recover data from just about anything. All that was lost from my RAID failure was every one of my pictures, which fell through the cracks when I was backing things up. Let this be a lesson!

Here is the SECOND time I lost power during the Bellingham wind storms. Luckily, Bellingham's finest took the precaution of putting a cone down by the downed power line. Good work, men! I understand pretty much everywhere in the Puget Sound area is snowy right now, but it's Wednesday and I have yet to go to class. W00t! Here's the lovely frozen Post Point Water Pollution Control Plant, taken while I was doing rounds today.
Here is the view from the lab in which I work, and part of the reason I love the job so much. That little inlet is partially frozen. You can't see it, but there are gulls walking around on it.

Monday, November 27, 2006

Review: The Fountain

I've been pondering this movie off and on for the past couple days. I've been going back and forth as the different sides of my brain battled: the side with opinions and taste, and the intelligent side that likes puzzles and also doesn't want people to think I'm dumb or uncultured for not liking an obviously deep, artsy movie.
Finally, I decided to look at some reviews and found one that perfectly sums up my feelings towards the movie, as said by Ethan Alter of Film Journal International:
The Fountain may be a deeply flawed film, but at least it is unlike anything else in mainstream theatres right now.

Thank you Mr. Alter. I can now rest easy.


Friday, November 17, 2006

Sweet lord, sweet lord...!




I knew this day would come, but why now?


Thursday, November 16, 2006

The system was down

I don't know what the rest of Washington was like this past week, but it was pretty hellish up here in B'ham. Much wind, much rain. The power went out Wednesday in Fairhaven (and at the water plant plant!), so I went home and found I was without power there too.
No power=no computer, no TV, no radio. Oh well, I needed to do some homework anyway. Oh, wait, it gets dark at 6 and I don't have any lights. So, I headed to the library and study until about 9, then come back home to find my house is still dark, plus it's empty for the night: one roommate is at his gf's, the other went to the bars 20 seconds after finding out we didn't have power. He's a smart one. So, what's a guy to do except try to study by candlelight and take some low-light pictures?
Please take notice of the neon palm tree visible from my living room window. Most of the time I watched it flicker instead of paying attention to my book. It's hypnotizing, seriously.Luckily, the power came back on at 7am this morning, so I didn't have to shower at the rec center. As for the food in the fridge, the half n half was already expired by 5 days so I didn't feel too bad throwing it out. As for the milk and the cheese...well, whatever doesn't kill me gives me the intestinal fortitude of a concrete elephant.
Total time power was off: 20 hours.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

I need one less job

Things have been busy. I have three tests and a project due next week, and I have way too much stuff to do and not enough time to do it. So here, have a couple of pictures and we'll call it good.

My roommates.


Do the Happy Dance.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Just a quick post before I get back to chemistry

Recently, I've dabbled in new operating systems. I tried linux first. After trying to install 4 distributions and failing at different stages during each one, I decided to give the newest Vista Beta a shot. The install was much less painful than the XP install and went prettty smoothly, and this distribution featured SATA support, so I could actually use it.
Anywho, I finally got my wireless card working even though nobody makes a Vista driver for it, so I'm not sure how that happened. This is a damn pretty operating system. Not pretty enough to fork out several hundred dollars when it comes out, but still nice to look at. It makes XP look clunky and outdated (which fits, because it is).


Wednesday, September 20, 2006

After my first real day at the water plant

This is the best line someone could hope for the first day on the job at a wastewater facility:

Derek, the guy showing me the ropes:
Ok, you don't need to brown-nose or nothing, but keeping this lab clean would earn you serious brownie points since you are new here and you don't know shit yet.

I asked if there were any puns in that last sentence, and he just gave me a confused look. Oh well. I forget what he said I'd be doing tomorrow, but it involved the words "mucking" and "solid," so I won't be wearing nice clothes.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Waiter, there's a bacon in my hair


I'm not sure exactly who did this or where, but since there's bacon and a cat involved I'd wager almost anything Dane had a hand in it. Being in Korea doesn't help his case much, if you know what I mean.
Anyway, I'm back up here in B'ham for the summer. My room is a pile of boxes and clothes that I should probably be working on instead of doing this. Meh.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Was it worth it? Heck yes.

Things that suck:
~Spending lots of money on a computer
~Computer not working
~Spending hours (and I mean real, consecutive hours) bent over computer disassembling, examining, and reconnecting every part and cord, trying different combinations.
[repeat]
[repeat]
[repeat]

Thing that rocks:
~Computer posts and boots up on 117th try for no real reason. Nothing is different than the first time. Computer continues to work just dandy.

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Nice thing about having a fast computer:
~It's fast. Things get done fast. Very fast.

Bad thing about having a fast computer:
~Whenever the hourglass cursor shows up, yelling "WHAT? You are faster than any computer available a six months ago! Don't give me that shit! What do you need to think about? Give me a fuckin' break!"

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

He had it comin'!

(In the car while driving across the country)
Anna: Have you seen the movie Chicago?
Me (chewing gum and driving): Yeah, we watched it together. Why?
A: There was a song about women who killed their husbands. One woman killed her husband because he kept popping his gum.
B: Hmm. Yeah? And?
A: (Pointed stare)
B: (Takes out gum) Sorry.


Mr. Andrew Strobel was able to take enough time off from hating Syracuse to drive down to Ithaca to hang with us yesterday. We ate at a natural eatery by Cornell for lunch, then walked around the Cornell campus a little bit and laughed at the geeks. "So, I was cosplaying last night..." was overheard and we didn't even try to stifle our laughter. There was no doubt that this kid was a member, if not the president, of the anime club at Cornell. In a strange way, it reminded me of being back home. Ah, good times.


We saw one of the waterfalls Ithaca is known for, then we stopped in for what Anna described as a "hippie-cult smoothie." As the old hippie man was taking our order, Andrew and I found out that she was actually serious when he asked us where we were from and started telling us about how the "Merrymaker's Caravan" was working its way along the west coast. It was a little creepy, but proselytizing aside Andrew was happy to see some genuine hippies in their natural habitat.
After smoothies and waterfalls, what else is there to do but go wine tasting? Seriously, this is one of those things I had just assumed I'd never do myself because I'm not a wine fan, but there was a winery just up the road and we thought "what the heck?" It was actually a very pleasant place with great wine (and a great way to get a cheap buzz. 6 wine tastings for $1!). We were served by a former philosophy major from IC, so I guess that answers the question of what you can do with a degree in philosophy besides teach and collect unemployment. In the end we were charmed into buying a couple of bottles of white wine that we are slowly enjoying. Strobel is now back in Syracuse at his college of environmental science and forestry, and dominating our agenda for today is sneaking into the college to do some free laundry. Let's hope it goes as smoothly as sneaking onto the campus to dispose of garbage.

Sunday, August 20, 2006

There and back again


The Saturday before last, my mom and Casey took me and Anna to the first Seahawks game of the pre-season. It was interesting and kind of fun, but we took off after halftime because all the good players were taken out of the game (which didn't count anyway) and the Cowboys were killing us.


On the following Wednesday, Anna and I packed all of her belongings, at least the ones she cared about, into her Rav and headed to New York. Here we are at Price Creek (still in Washington) for a stretch.


Those who have been to the Gorge in George might recognize this sculpture. Anything with horses about to fall to their doom gets Anna's approval, so we thought this would be a good spot for a bathroom break. Except, of course, for the lack of bathrooms. Luckily, I was the only one the coffee was doing its magic to. Time to find a bush and watch for rattlesnakes.


...and here's Montana. A good chunk of Montana looks like this; the rest contains a lot of rocks.


Here are a bunch of those rocks, the "Painted Canyon." I learned a little about this place in a geology class, so I had to stop and take in the sights. Honestly, Montana is a geology major's dream. Also, something like this can never be properly captured by a camera. We stopped in Billings for the night at the Dude Rancher Lodge. It was a pretty funky place, which was just what I needed after spending so much time on the road. Fuck Holiday inn.

In the Midwest, it got pretty hot and muggy. Luckily for us, these windmills were around to keep us cool.
"WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY!!!"
Seriously though, the rest of the country didn't have much to offer, except the relief that you do not have to live there. I feel very lucky that I've been able to take this trip twice now, and think it's good to see one's country if you have the chance. I'd like to drive the southern route sometime in the future, but that can wait. For now, I'm just hanging out in Ithaca helping Anna get her stuff in order at her new place. More to come later, hopefully.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

More proof that the grass is always greener

I used to miss the folks at the P-town Hut for their ability to talk about things other than sports. I gave up pretending to even know which sport the crew at the Bellingham Hut were talking about a long time ago, and used to actually *shudder* miss my old crew. Now that I'm back, all anyone ever talks about now is World of Warcraft and what their orc did to that dragon. Remembering back, last summer all they could talk about was Magic, the card game.
What's the real lesson here? That I need a new job? That I should stop listening/talking to my coworkers?

Micro Reviews:
Boogie Pop Phantom (anime): I didn't finish the series. It started to have potential, but I sat through 2 disks out of 4 and I wasn't hooked. C

The Office (BBC version, comedy): Hi-larious. It's kind of sad that the American version uses the same script, and the BBC one is way better from what I've seen. A

Lately, I've learned...

It's always nice to be liked, but sometimes it can be interesting to be loathed for no reason by a very small group of people.

Monday, July 24, 2006

24 feels like 23, only more even

Anyone that wants to see what I've been up to this summer can check out the photo section of the Puget Creek Restoration Society website, featuring yours truly (scroll down). I headed up to B'ham over the weekend to move stuff from my old place to my new place, which should be a big improvement. And...that's it for me.

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Think about it


Of all the signs at the World Cup, this one has to be the truest/coolest.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Working hard for the [hippy] man.

I had my first day on the job at my internship yesterday morning. It mostly involved pulling up invasive plants like blackberry bushes (ouch) and using a GPS device to map the area. It's kind of weird to do labor without getting paid, but I keep reminding myself that it's not like I have anything better to do with my time.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

It's that time again: SUMMER TIME!

I got up at 6 AM and did some working out with Anna this morning. Time will tell if it'll happen again. I don't much care for the facilities in her building. I really miss Western's gym. In other news, I have an interview for my summer internship tomorrow. I'm not too worried about it, because they seem like a pretty small operation and I doubt I'd be doing much more than clearing ivy and blackberry bushes.
I also think I'm going to participate in the Windows Vista beta testing this summer. I already downloaded the 3.2 gig DVD iso and burned it, I'm just going to backup my system and take the plunge. I'll try to write about any interesting experiences (an amature tech blog? have I reached a new level of dork?).

*Update*
I ran the install program, and Vista won't recognize my RAID drivers. This means that it can't see my hard drives, so I have nothing to install the operating system on. Oh well, it probably would have been frustrating anyway. I do kind of miss the constant crashing and freezing earlier versions of Windows brought. XP just isn't exciting anymore.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Give me a break. I've been busy

Over Memorial Day weekend I attended Evenson's bachelor party. I and 14 other guys went out to a raucous margarita-filled dinner where, of course, I run into my mom. What are the chances?


Right now I'm trying to set up an internship for the summer, a job for next fall, and study for my finals (which are going to suuuck). Summer's looking pretty good.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

What's in the box? Music!

The future has shown itself to be awesome once again. My latest find has been Pandora, which is a customizable internet radio station; you put in songs/artists you like, and it recommends stuff, which you rate thumbs up or thumbs down. It has a pretty decent amount of music on it, too. I really hope someone makes a Firefox plugin for this thing soon.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Way overdue

The Holy Trilogy? Released in its remastered but unaltered form? It's about damn time!

Friday, April 21, 2006

Is summer here yet?

The past few weeks have been pretty uneventful. I'm not sure how much I like my toxicology prof, who also happens to be my faculty advisor. She keeps drawing her benzene rings/phenyl groups without double bonds, which makes me squirm. She also says things like "Ok, in this slide the little smiley faces are the toxin, and the little pink box is the receptor they are trying to bond to. In this slide, the toxins are now metabolites and have been activated, as you can see by the fact that the smiley faces are purple." I guess I can't blame her for being girly, and she just isn't accustomed to teaching the chemistry side of toxicology. I probably just haven't seen her upsides yet.
On the other hand, I'm really liking my organic chemistry professor. We were making these things in lab that involved melting a small glass tube in a flame, then stretching it out. When it was my turn, I guess I impressed him with my technique, because he clapped me on the back and said "Wow, that's great! You are a master of flame." I had already known that for years, but it still made me happy to hear.

Saturday, April 01, 2006

The first

Happy April 1st, everyone. I'm never sure whether to look forward to this day or not. There are always the stories that are funny and obviously false, like China buying Google and there finally being a working review of Duke Nukem Forever.
Some things, though, are a little trickier. Google Romance? It looks real, but...I don't know. Google did start Gmail on April 1st, and last year they upped our inboxes to 2 gigs. But "with Soulmate Search(TM)?" I just don't know anymore. And how about a wireless extension cord over at ThinkGeek? Apparently, it is your ticket to the future. I'm at a loss.
Below is the awesome reworking of Slashdot, just in case you see this after the first.
*UPDATE* As for the wireless extension cord, I finally noticed that the availability is "no suing." I knew that anything you would put in the path of a 100+ watt beam of microwaves would be cooked, burned, fried, and killed, but a part of me still wanted to believe it. For shame :(

Monday, March 27, 2006

A good week

The day started out with an 8 AM final in my organic chemistry class, then Josh was kind enough to skip some classes and drive me an hour and a half south to SeaTac. Then, a 50 minute flight to Vancouver where I spent an hour sipping a gin and coke with some duty-free liquor I snagged (bought) back in the states and watching the Simpsons. Best layover ever.
Anna picked me up at Heathrow and we jumped on the tube. We headed back to her flat only long enough to dump off my luggage, then we headed out to London to see the sights. We first went to Parliament so I could see Big Ben, Westminster Abby, and the building where she worked. Parliament was a very good lookin' building; it was almost a shame to see it blown up later in the week (in a movie, for those of you who haven't seen V for Vendetta). Lots of gold, lots of statues, and a very ornate outside. I have to admit that if I lived in London and was dirt poor, maybe I wouldn't mind so much if someone blew the thing up.
After that, my memory gets a little hazy, but at some point we had dinner with Ms. Elaine and Mr. Gene, then we headed back to the flat where I was kept up until 2 AM by Anna's flatmate because it was her 21st birthday. Bad times, especially since I had been up since 8 AM the previous day. 6 AM roles around, and we jump up and head to the train station to catch the Chunnel to Paris. It's not as exciting as you might think, taking a train under the ocean. There are fields, then it's dark for about 30 minutes, then there are fields again.
In Paris, we met up with a couple of Anna's friends who helped us find our hotel, which was right across the river from the Eiffel Tower. A few metro stops later and after realizing that even French streets are ostentatious, we found our hotel but our room wasn't ready yet, even though it was 3 PM. I guess that's what a 30 hour work week gets you. We left our bags there and did some sight-seeing, including a church, some French students protesting, and, of course, you have to see the red-light district of any city you happen to be in.
After being approached by a French police officer and answering his questions with blank stares while huddling outside a theatre for warmth, we made it back to the hotel at about 1 AM and collapsed. We drew the curtains and relished the thought of getting a full night's sleep. Later, we woke up. The room was still dark from the curtains. We found a clock. 3 PM. Shit. We hustled out and saw what we could with so little time left and night approaching. We saw the Louvre, but only from the outside because it closed at 5. We did make it to Notre Dame, though. I thought Parliament and parts of London were ornate and grand, but they have nothing on Paris. It was way too much to take in with just a couple of days. Hopefully I can go back someday, learn some conversational French, and see everything again.
The next morning we made it back to London via the Chunnel. Anna went to work, and the rest of the day we just took it easy. On Tuesday, we went to St. Paul's cathedral--built by, designed by, and the resting place of Christopher Wren--but they wanted way too much money to wander around inside, so we just looked around the outside. We went to the Tate Britain and saw the Gothic Nightmares exhibit, which was very interesting and creepy.
Wednesday, we went to the Tower of London, which was awesome, and we went on a tour of Highgate Cemetery. Well, a tour of the east side. The west side was where Marx was buried, but we didn't feel like paying twice to see one cemetery. Anyway, the side we saw was really cool, and had some obscure but kind of famous people, like the guy who founded the YMCA and Michael Faraday. The cemetery was founded in Victorian times, which was evident from the fact that it was very overgrown and at the oldest part, the path was strewn with volcanic glass. That's right, they paved the cemetery path in obsidian. How awesome is that? Pretty awesome, I'd say.
Thursday and Friday Anna had to work all day, so I wandered around London on my own. Thursday I went back to the Tower and had some Starbucks, then I went to the Tate Modern and saw some "art." The highlights were seeing Monet's Water Lilies and Dali's Lobster Phone, both for very different reasons. There was also a very strange exhibit in the main floor of the museum, which used to be a power station, that looked like a bunch of stacked sugar cubes. I couldn't help but be reminded of a video game level, though. I was trying to figure out how to push the boxes together so I could jump from stack to stack and make it across. *Photography was allowed on this level, obviously*
Friday, I went to the British Museum and saw lots of old and shiny things. They have the largest Egyptian collection outside of Egypt, so there were a lot of mummies and bones, which creeped me out a little. There were also a few rooms dedicated to Asian, Arabic, African, Native American, and Babylon. Pretty interesting, and you can't beat a free museum. Right at the entrance, there was a huge covered area with a large reading room in the middle, apparently where Marx penned Das Kapital. Yep, so there ya go. Museums are free, but churches charge you a fortune.
Friday night, we had one last bash at a local pub, where it happened to be karaoke night. I could tell that a few of the singers couldn't actually speak English very well by the trademark way they would interject gibberish instead of words, but keep it consistent with the melody (Dane, I imagine you've encountered this a lot). I also splurged on a £10 Cuban cigar, which was oh-so-smooth, and even got Anna to take a few puffs. I washed it down with Guinness, which does definitely get better the closer you get to Dublin.Saturday, Anna escorted me to the airport and I flew home. Air Canada was nice enough to give me a couple of beers for the flight back, too. Good times.

*For more pictures, visit the London and Paris photo sets on my Flickr*

Thursday, March 23, 2006

V for Victorian

Yeah, I know not putting many pictures up here until I get home is a copout, but what can you do? I just don't feel like wrestling with the pictures right now, so I just posted a few to Flickr. Ok, fine, here's the Starbucks I went to this morning, right next to the Tower of London.

For some reason the British don't believe in cream, so it's milk or nothing in your coffee. Literally, you order it either black or white. Crazy.

We saw V for Vendetta last night, and I agree that it was awesome. Not sure how I feel about the end, though, but a good movie for sure. Also, it was awesome to see while in London because they were very faithful to local scenery, including the tube station right by Parliament. Twas quite creepy.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Back in London

Paris was a trip. Craziness. Full of French people. Stunning and ornate. I'll write more when I figure out how to describe it. I'll also put some photos on Flickr soon, as I think that they would best describe my experience here. Not now, though. I'm going to watch some Lost while waiting for Anna to get off work. Then, most likely some Indian food (and I'm trying to work out a time with her to see V for Vendetta. I found a local theater where it's playing! Theatres here are expensive, but I think it would be worth it, judging from Josh's review).

Monday, March 13, 2006

Horrible moments in history: Braden's Finals

Low points in my finals career:

Spring, 2004.
Wake up 20 minutes after the final started, fight traffic on 112th, and arrive with an hour left to take the final. Fortunately, Vanison is a god among men, so it took me about half an hour to finish it. Come home, realize my clothes are on inside out.

Winter, 2005.
At the beginning of my general chemistry final, the low battery light comes on my graphing calculator. 49 questions to go. Not looking good. I make it, but only by doing a lot of multiplying/division by hand.

Winter, 2006.
Biostats final at 3:30. Kickin ass, done studying by noon, mess around and do other work until I leave for school. After a slow walk on a wonderfully sunny day, I realize I left my 4 pages of notes at home under my keyboard. The point of notes in this class is that there are too many long, complicated formulas to memorize, so we can write them down and bring them in on the tests. I talk to the teacher, tell him I left my notes at home, try to have pathetic expression on face.
"Hmm, you should probably go get them."
"Yeah, um, I live a 30 minute walk away from campus. One way."
"Better hustle then."
I guess I don't know what I expected him to say. I guess I expected him to think of something I didn't. So, I ran home (halfway, actually, then walked breathlessly the rest), grabbed my notes, and made it back with an hour to go. And I'm fighting a cold. I thought that walking to school everyday might put me in good shape, but I assure you it doesn't. Anyway, that sucked ass. I still finished before some people, which freaked me out and now I'm sure I did something wrong. I must have missed a page. Bah.
At least I got off work hella early. I'm not someone that uses hella a lot, so you know it must have been pretty early. That rocks, though, because my legs are freakin' killing me and I'm tired as all hell.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

Review: Paranoia Agent

The Netflix recommendation system showed itself to be pretty trustworthy with this 4-disk anime series. If you liked Perfect Blue, you would most likely also find Paranoia Agent enjoyable. First, it has the kind of opening that you don't mind watching before each episode; great song, great visuals. Then, each episode follows the stories of different characters, sometimes linking them up (yes, one of those). It's entertaining at the beginning, entertaining and confusing in the middle, and the final episode doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but it ties everything together and wraps up the series quite nicely.
So, liking it really just depends on what you usually look for. If you like a good story, good direction, and excellent style you'll probably like this anime. If you are pretty stuck on believability, I don't know why you are watching anime in the first place.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Braden and the Poo Factory


Tuesday my water quality class took a field trip. First, we went to the water processing plant which takes water from Lake Whatcom and distributes it to all the college students and old people in the area. According to my water quality professor, the algae in the lake produces organic compounds in the summer which arne't filtered out that give the water an odor, which some locals described as "earthy" and "musty." Ok, good to know.
Here is our guide Bill showing us what they use to filter the water. As you can see, it's basically a giant Britta filter with anthracite coal at the top (Brittas actually use charcoal) and coarse gravel at the bottom. This seems a little backwards, but after a filter is clogged with the crap that's filtered out, they run water through it backwards at a high rate and it stratifies everything, as seen here. Clever, no? The dirty water looks kind of like the chocolate stream from a certain chocolate factory and just like that stream, swimming in it is bad. The waste water is pumped through 60 inch pipes directly to the waste water treatment plant, where we went next!

Time to guess what this stuff is. Here's a hint: those yellow specks are corn, and there's a lot of rice in there, and, OH, some beans. Gross. I have a close up picture, but I'm still trying to scrub it from my memory. I'll let you guys enjoy this instead. Zoom in at your own risk. Any-dang-way, our tour guide was really funny. He was wearing cowboy boots, chewing gum, and making jokes about his ex-wife. It seems that the personalities of our tour guides really fit where they worked. Pretty funny, if you ask me.
There were only a few rooms that really stank, and for the most part it wasn't too bad. Looking at these, I ask myself why I took so many pictures of poo. Trust me, I'm not posting the worst stuff. Maybe I'll put it on my Flickr someday.

Sunday, March 05, 2006

Urine in wine

I didn't really have any strong feelings towards the Sex Pistols one way or another, but then I read the note they sent to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame when they were almost inducted. Ok, now they rock.
In other news, I've been delivering pizza for 5 years. Tonight, a girl FINALLY answered the door in her underwear. I think this means I can quit now.

Saturday, February 18, 2006

Today in class...
















My biostatistics class went to Larabee State Park
today. Yay! It was windier than hell and even colder, but it was a nice excuse to see the ocean. Of course, it had to be ruined by teachers insisting we had to "learn" something. So, we had to measure tidepools and count organisms inside, then do a correlation/regression analysis to determine whether the size of the tidepool had any impact on the life inside. Still a little interesting I guess.
On my way home from work tonight, I stopped at the store and bought myself a big-beer and treated myself while watching Appleseed. I give it my seal of approval. It wasn't the greatest anime ever, but it was very enjoyable. I got an i/o error while trying to copy it, so I think my DVD-ROMs might be going out, or worse, my IDE controller *shudder*.



Wednesday, February 15, 2006

The Archer

So there I was, minding my own business, alternating between studying for five minutes then checking to see if there was anything new on the internet, when Chris knocked on my door. He asked if I wanted to go to a pub in Fairhaven called the Archer and see a Celtic band play. It wasn't a hard choice. They were really good, plus I had a Guinness and some French onion soup, then I won a game of darts by hitting the bullseye. So, that's how my night off went. I should probably go back to studying now. Internet bad!

Saturday, February 11, 2006

The future is now!

Do you ever have one of those moments where you realize that you are, in fact, living in the future. That eureka moment happened to me today while I was at Fred Meyer. Prepare yourselves, folks, for the hallmark of our time: The Mach 5! (Actually, it's the Gillette Fusion, but who cares)
I had to buy this thing because it's just THAT insane and wonderful at the same time. It has FIVE BLADES! Plus, my Mach 3 was broken by the infinitely helpful bag throwers at the Philadelphia Airport (TWO count-em TWO people breathed through their teeth and gave me their condolences when they found out I had luggage going through Philly). Have you seen that Mad TV skit with the Mach 10? "The 9th and 10th blades scrape your teeth clean!" We are halfway there, folks. Who knows where this razor war will end. Now for the review: In my years of shaving, I have cut myself maybe four or five times. I nicked myself twice when shaving today. This is a dangerous razor, people, but isn't that exactly what I was looking for? (The answer is YES!)

Now, for some random things. When I was looking for a picture of this bad mother, I came accross some Czech page with crazy/awesome inventions:











Take that, guy minding his own business!
What the hell would anyone do with this table? Is it for home defense? Fighing off barbarians? Would it even get through +1/20 damage reduction?

Friday, February 10, 2006

I guess it's best this way

The guy didn't show. He for sure didn't work at the Taco TIME in the mall, and there wasn't a Taco Bell I could see in the area around the mall. Oh well, I guess this was the best outcome possible. At least he doesn't have my real phone number.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Tonight at work...

Ok, here's what happened:
I had a delivery to Spyglass Lane. If you can't tell by the name, it's a pretty swanky part of town with lots of nice houses. A guy in his twenties with his eyepod earbuds in his ears answers the door. While he writes the cheque, he says....
"So, are you looking to make some extra money?"

I think: "Porn."

I say "no thanks, I'm pretty busy at school right now." He makes some chitchat, then says that he's looking for some ambitious people and he's working for a "very wealthy guy down the street 'doing internet stuff.' It's not a sure thing, but if you are interested you could make a lot of money."

I think "Gay porn."

So I decline again, and he gives me the pitch that he'll "come by Pizza Hut anytime and give me the rundown. It'll only take 15 minutes at the most."
I relent, and ask if he can come before 5. Maybe at 4:45?
He checks his datebook and says "Well, if you can meet me at MY end of town, that'll be great. Do you know where Bellis Fair is?"
I say, "The Mall? I deliver pizza. So, yes I do."
He says "Yeah, just meet me at the Taco Bell in the food court."
Ok, so I guess all of B'ham does their business in the food court of the mall. He didn't even pause when he said Taco Bell, so I'm guessing he works there. So, my final guess is it's some kind of pyramid internet scheme.
I've been thinking about ditching him because there's no way this can turn out well for me. I'm the PIZZA MAN. Doesn't this guy have friends? I assume I'm playing the role of chump in this, but I have to show up and find out what his deal is. At least I'm meeting him in a public place, and I saved the ticket from his house so I have his address and phone number (if I disapear, it's under my keyboard.) I gave him my name and he knows I work for the Hut, but when he asked for my phone number I gave him mine but with a couple digits switched around.
I'll post back and let you guys know what was up. OH, also, he tipped me $1.50 in loose change, so this guy isn't exactly rolling in the dough. Plus, there's all that other shit that makes this insane.

-end transmission-

Saturday, February 04, 2006

Burninating time

I'm sitting in a computer lab waiting for the waiting period to expire on a Biostatistics textbook on reserve in the library. At the beginning of the quarter, my professor stressed that this book was optional, so I decided not to spend $96 on a copy. It turns out that he meant he wouldn't be giving assignments from it. The book IS necessary if we want to understand any subject material or be able to do any of the homework he assigns, even though it isn't from the book. As I get further and further into the quarter, I find it harder and harder to fork over the money for the book. I thought for a while I could skate by with the first edition available for checkout from the library, but it is missing a lot of material the 4th edition has. Oh well, the quarter is almost over and it's a nice excuse to go somewhere quiet and study. At least I have Saturdays off.
In other news...well, nothing else is going on. There is a lot of video editing hardware in here, and it makes me want to know how to use it. Oh well. I'll file that away along with "use the climbing wall in the rec center" and "rent a kayak." Someday... At least I finally am able to cross "take a martial arts class" off my list. Speaking of which, I learned yesterday that it's a good idea to not aim for the mouth/jaw when punching/kicking. You could break someone's jaw, yes, but my teacher was telling us this story about how he had to dig some teeth out of his palm once, and how a buddy of his had a tooth stuck in his heel for 6 days once and he didn't notice. To think that at the beginning of the quarter I thought he seemed like a stereotypical gym teacher.

Saturday, January 28, 2006

keee-iiii!

There is a myth out there that martial arts is a good way to turn your body into a killing machine, but as I have learned from my PE class, it's only really good at singling out people that are extraordinarily awkward, uncoordinated, and inflexible. Oh, also, it's pretty cool if you dig choking/getting choked by girls. Every once in a while, you get paired with some old guy who can't stop talking about his kids, but you take what you can get.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

It looks like Kitty likes human food! Wow, what a first post. Oh well, you get what you pay for. I'm about to go off to my water quality lab, so I'll leave ya'll to ponder this. Is it possibly a metaphor for life? Does this cat represent us, the delicious red licorice represents something that is forbidden and we are always trying to get when we think the cosmos aren't watching, and I represent an indifferent, possibly malevolent god who watches when all these factors get put together and laughs? Maybe it shows us to put the lid on our candy next time if our cat is a dick.