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Blog the 1000th

(EDIT: because I suck at counting, this is actually NOT the 1,000th blog. It’s the 993rd. I’m awesome. Disregard all the following content)

HOLY FREAKING CRAP 1,000 BLOGS!! That’s 2.74 years worth.

Haha, never thought it would happen, huh? Neither did I. I even said so on my first entry. But here we are, aren’t we?

I’m at a loss for words.

NO I’M NOT!

Here’s what 1,000 blogs has brought us through:
– High school graduation
– College graduation
– Me learning Flash
– A lot of stupid cartoons
– Heartache
– Song parody
– The 25 credit adventure
– Hatred of the U of I
– Band geekery
– MSN conversations
– Finals freakouts
– A few jobs
– A lot of books
– A LOT of attempts at being funny
– New friendships
– Enlightenment
– The greatest semester of my life
– The worst semester of my life
– Papers. Tons and tons of papers.
– Puns. Tons and tons of puns.
– Intellectual exploration
– Internet exploration
– About eight different majors
– Probably a lot of other things, too

PAIN

FUCKING OW.

I know nobody wants to hear this, but cramps freaking blow, especially on the third day of classes.

Peh.

Second day of classes!

SECOND DAY, HOLY CRAP!

Today’s classes:

Music 321: Concert Band – always a good class to have.
Philosophy 490: Senior seminar – the senior seminar in philosophy…a class I would have NEVER expected I would be taking if you’d ask me about it my first semester. Meets only once a week, but for 3 ½ hours.
Oh yeah, and more research is happening this semester.

ALSO: 19 credits is a frighteningly low amount for me.

First day of classes!

Oh, look.

Another semester.

Hello, semester.

Today’s classes:

Philosophy 240: Belief and Reality – Dr. O’Rourke!
Philosophy 447: Theory of Knowledge – Dr. O’Rourke bonus hour! I adore this man.
Math 330: Linear Algebra – this class will destroy my soul.
Statistics 519: Multivariate Analysis – YAY STATISTICS!!!!!

That is all.

The fun never stops when you’re neat and tidy!

This was fun. Apparently I don’t care if guys look seductive, I like it when they wear clothes that aren’t tight/too revealing, if they look intelligent, if they look cheerful, and if they’re not muscular.

I also apparently I really like feminine guys.

Stoplight Disco would be a GREAT band name

HaHA!

Lookie what I got.

Metalocalypse, bitches!

I know what I’ll be doing all night.

To the MOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!

You know what’s entirely underappreciated?

The Moon.

It’s closest to us, it’s the fifth largest satellite in the Solar System, and we’re sitting down here going “OMFG MARS!”

Other reason’s why it’s awesome:
– We don’t know exactly how we acquired it.
– It screws around with the oceans.
– It’s under the same jurisdiction as international waters. According to Wiki, “this treaty also restricts the use of the Moon to peaceful purposes, explicitly banning military installations and weapons of mass destruction.”

And that’s just freaking great.

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In Space, No One Can Hear You Tween

Yeah. This is why I need school.

Note: crappy quality due both to my lack of Flash skills and the fact that I only spent about six minutes on this.

Ew. Ew, ew, ew.

This is ridiculously disturbing.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwttqXiCE-I

Embedding disabled, that’s why it’s just the link.

There are nine parts. If you watch all of them, you will probably feel physically ill by the end.

I know I did.

Watchmen!

This movie’s going to be great if the whole thing resembles the previews. Check this out:

Crazy Meds

This site is great.

And “you will literally eat sugar straight out of the bag to satisfy your cravings for sweets and carbohydrates” is the complete truth about Remeron. Ah, 8th grade…

Chez.

You know what’s really good like once a decade?

American cheese. On its own.

I bought one of those packages of 10 singles and am in love. It’s one of those things that, if you have it rarely enough, it tastes freaking amazing. Sure, it’ll make you feel nauseous for like an hour afterwards (I mean, come on, it’s plastic), but while you’re eating it, it’s awesome.

That is all.

Bored of your tired, monotonous lives?

Haha, this is pretty funny. My favorites are in red.

One day, all of the world’s famous physicists decided to get together for a party (ok, there were some non-physicists too who crashed the party). Fortunately, the doorman was a grad student, and able to observe some of the guests…

Everyone gravitated toward Newton, but he just kept moving around at a constant velocity and showed no reaction.
– Einstein thought it was a relatively good time.
– Coulomb got a real charge out of the whole thing.
Cauchy, being the mathematician, still managed to integrate well with everyone.
– Thompson enjoyed the plum pudding.
– Pauli came late, but was mostly excluded from things, so he split.
Pascal was under too much pressure to enjoy himself.
Ohm spent most of the time resisting Ampere’s opinions on current events.
– Hamilton went to the buffet tables exactly once.
Volta thought the social had a lot of potential.
– Hilbert was pretty spaced out for most of it.
– Heisenberg may or may not have been there.
– Feynman got from the door to the buffet table by taking every possible path
The Curies were there and just glowed the whole time.
– Millikan dropped his Italian oil dressing.
– Hollerith liked the hole idea.
– Stefan and Boltzman got into some hot debates.
Everyone was attracted to Tesla’s magnetic personality.
– Compton was a little scatter-brained at times.
– Bohr ate too much and got atomic ache.
– Watt turned out to be a powerful speaker.
– Hertz went back to the buffet table several times a minute.
– Faraday had quite a capacity for food.
Oppenheimer got bombed.
– The microwave started radiating in the background when Penzias and Wilson showed up.
– Gamow left the party early with a big bang while Hoyle stayed late in a steady state.
– For Schrodinger this was more a wave function rather than a social function.
– Skorucak wanted to put everybody on his web site.
– Erdos was sad no epsilons were invited.
– Born thought the probability of enjoying himself was pretty high.
– Instead of coming through the front door Josephson tunneled through.
– Groucho refused to attend any party that would invite him in the first place.
– Niccolò Tartaglia kept stammering throughout the evening.
– Pauling wanted to bond with everyone.
– Keynes was keen to question the marginal utility of this party.
Shakespeare could not decide whether to be or not to be at the party.
– John Forbes Nash wanted to play an n-person zero sum game.
Pavlov brought his dog; which promptly chased after Schrodinger’s cat.
Zeno of Elea came with two friends – Achilles and the tortoise.
Bill Gates came to install windows.
Bertrand Russell kept wondering if the cook only cooks for the guests, who cooks for the cook?
– Witten bought a present all tied up with superstrings.
The food was beautifully laid out by Mendeleyev on the periodic table.
– Chadwick was handing out neutrons free of charge.
– Everyone was amazed at Bell’s inequality.
Watson and Crick danced the Double Helix.
Fermat sang, ‘Save the Last Theorem for me.’
Maxwell’s demon argued with Dawkin’s friend, the selfish Gene.
– Russell and Whitehead insisted on checking the bill for completeness and consistency.
– Godel said it was incomplete and it can never be proved otherwise.
– Epimenides the Cretan announced that only non-Cretans spoke the truth.
– Rontgen saw through everybody.
– Descartes cogitated, ‘I think I am drunk. Therefore I am at the party.’

Awesome.

There is SPSS. There is also PSPP. Oh, the unbound imagination of statisticians…

Nick described this as his dating life, but with better music.

Also this:

Short but fun blog

Sean showed this to me.

Warning: it’s very addicting. While it starts easy, it gets super hard.

COLE TRAIN!

So today Aaron and I were playing Guardian on Gears of War. I was Cole, as usual (of course).  His character is usually really talkative, but for some reason he was unusually quiet today. So I go, “you okay, Cole Train?” And INSTANTLY he goes “Good to go!”

It was AWESOME.

Blog #976: 2009 Resolutions

Well, 2008 has come to a close. Thank god. So here I am with another set of New Year’s resolutions (and the results from the last set):

Last year’s:
-Keep the 4.0.
Status: check, thank GOD.

-Go to the rec center three times a week.
Status: hahahaha.

-Keep a journal of my weird, weird dreams.
Status: nope, didn’t happen.

-Actually start studying for the GRE sometime before I have to take it.
Status: technically I did this…but only by like two days.

-Make at least one decent Flash animation.
Status: does The Wrath of Xbar count?

This year’s:
-For once, I’m going to try and NOT worry about keeping a 4.0. Sure, I’ll try, but I’m also taking Linear Algebra.
-Get into grad school.
-Get better at R.
-Get better at Flash.
-Keep blogging, regardless of MySpace’s stupidity! (2-years-later edit: hahahahaha)

And…that’s about it.

Mitch Hedberg

This is Sean’s favorite comedian, Mitch Hedberg, and after listening to him, I like him as well. Observe:

“One time a guy handed me a picture and said, ‘here’s a picture of me when I was younger.’ Every picture is of you when you were younger! ‘Here’s a picture of me when I’m older.’ You son of a bitch, how’d you pull that off? Let me see that camera.”

“I’d like to see a forklift lift a crate of forks… it’d be so damn literal! You are using that machine to its exact purpose!”

“I think we should only get 3 honks a month on the car horn, because people honk the car horn too much. 3 honks, that’s the limit. And then someone cuts you off, ffffft, you press your horn, nothing happens. You’re like, ‘shit! I wish I wouldn’t have seen Ricky on the sidewalk!’”

“I was at this casino minding my own business, and this guy came up to me and said, ‘you’re gonna have to move, you’re blocking a fire exit.’ As though if there was a fire, I wasn’t gonna run. If you’re flammable and have legs, you are never blocking a fire exit.”

“I saw this wino, he was eating grapes. It’s like, ‘dude, you have to wait.’” (my favorite)

“I saw a commercial that said, ‘forget everything you know about slip covers!’ So I did. And it was a load off my mind. Then the commercial tried to sell me slip covers, but I didn’t know what the hell they were.”

“Alcoholism is a disease, but it’s the only disease that you can get yelled at for having. Goddammit Otto, you’re an alcoholic! Goddammit Otto, you have lupus! One of those two doesn’t sound right.”

“Last time I called shotgun, we had rented a limo… so I fucked up.”

“Foosball fucked up my perception of soccer. I thought you had to kick the ball, and then spin around and round. I can’t do a backflip, much less several… simultaneously with two other guys… that look just like me.”

“I’m an ice sculptor… last night I made a cube.”

I LEFT MY HEART IN SAN FRANSISCO OH SHI—*collapses*

Haha, oh man, this is great. If you’ve ever seen the ShamWow! commercials, you will love this.

“Sham-fuckin’-wow.”

End of year survey (a good excuse to throw another survey on here)

1) DRINKING BUDDY OF THE YEAR
Aaron. Haha.

2) LIFETIME SERVICE AWARD (longest friend)
Maggie and Matt both, since I’ve known both of the silly things since college started and they’re still my friends.

3) NEWCOMER AWARD – COOLEST NEWEST FRIEND?
Aaron!

3) HIGH POINT OF THE YEAR?
Getting my degree with a 4.0. I worked freaking HARD for that, man.

4) LOW POINT OF THE YEAR?
Like the entire semester.

5) BEST HOLIDAY?
Christmas was great.

6) YOUR SONG FOR 2008?
Spring semester: Breathe (LMC Extended Club Remix) by Erasure
Summer: Atlas by Battles
Fall semester: Buildings and Mountains by The Republic Tigers

7) MOVIE FOR 2008?
Haha, probably The Brave Little Toaster Goes to Mars. I love my roommates.

10) WHO DID YOU SPEND VALENTINES WITH?
No one. Of course.

11) BEST RELATIONSHIP?
The one I’m in now, which started in October.

12) WHAT WERE YOU FOR HALLOWEEN?
Nothing, though I SHOULD have dressed up as Leibniz. I suck.

13) RESTAURANT OF THE YEAR?
Shari’s, dudes.

14) KISS OF THE YEAR?
The one on the couch. We know what I’m talking about. Haha.

15) BEST DECISION MADE THIS YEAR?
To end it.

16) WHAT ARE YOUR PLANS FOR 2009?
To get into grad school!

17) MOST STUPID IDEA WHEN DRUNK?
Never been drunk.

18) TV SHOW OF THE YEAR?
Metalocalypse!

19) MOST LOYAL FRIEND(s)
Matt and Maggie, just ‘cause I’ve been friends with them all throughout college, and they’re badass.

20) BIGGEST CHANGE OF THE YEAR?
Graduating!

21) BIGGEST douche bag AWARD?
I think they know who they are. Actually, they probably don’t. That’s why they get the biggest douche bag award.

22) NEW YEAR RESOLUTION?
Get my future planned out, figure out what school I’m going to (if any)

The adventures of Dr. Calculus, Goldstein, and a dumb math joke

We (mainly Sean) have decided that if I were to ever become a superhero, my name would be Dr. Calculus and I would dress up as Leibniz. If I were ever to become a supervillain, on the other hand, my name would be Spectrum. But the only thing I would ever do would be to paint rainbows on everything (in which case, Dr. Calculus would have to follow and clean up after me, all the while muttering, “god dammit, Spectrum!”).

Haha. We thought of all this fun stuff while playing Rock Band tonight. And then I made a really dumb math joke:

Me: “you’re my favorite.”
Aaron: “you’re my favorite favorite.”
Me: “you’re my favorite favorite favorite.”
Aaron: “you’re my favorite to the fourth power!”
Me: “you’re my favorite to the zeroth power, ‘cause that makes you my number one.”

Yeah.

You called KEVIN?! Why would you call KEVIN?!

HaHA, bitches!

100% on expert singing Boston’s More Than A Feeling. Finally.

But of course, nobody was in the house when I did it.

Oh, well.

Yeah, I’m bored.

Postpone Purples

Hahaha, best Christmas ever.

I got Rock Band 2!

We played almost every song we knew, including freaking CARRY ON WAYWARD SON and a lot of Journey.

Sean practically molested the new guitar, it was freaking great.

Oh, and the new and improved drums?

BADASS.

Thanks, mom and dad!

Monads are a girl’s best friend

I love how they don’t even say “sexual activity” anymore on Viagra commercials.

Now it’s just “ask your doctor if your heart is strong enough for sex.”

And even if it wasn’t, wouldn’t that be in your top 10 preferred ways to die, anyway?

Seriously.