Well that was one of the quickest purchases I’ve ever made
Hi there.
So there’s this website called Amorphia Apparel which carries a bunch of t-shirt designs by Jeremy Kalgreen. I dig his style and have this shirt because I think it’s badass.
Anyway, one series of designs he does is called “Monsters of Grok” which is where he takes a band’s logo design and uses it for a name of some influential thinker from history. See David Hume (Daft Punk), Descartes (Deadmau5), and Quine (Queen) as examples.
I have been waiting forever for him to do one for Leibniz. I even got on the mailing list to be notified if/when such a design was produced.
And lo! In my inbox this morning? “Your Amorphia Apparel request is fulfilled.”
Bought it. Eagerly awaiting it. Excited.
Edit: Calgary, why does your one and only Fed-Ex place have to be on the freaking moon?
Edit 2: IT’S EVEN BETTER IN PERSON OMFG
Ha, Nice
I like this.
(Sorry, I have nothing interesting to say, as per usual.)
Claudia’s Blogs: 2006-2007 Edition
So I’m finally doing something that I’ve been saying I’d do for like the past six years or so. This thing involves going back and looking at some of my blogs, starting with the oldest.
And holy hell, that first year? Totally different blogging style. Totally different blogger, really.
I thought I was the greatest, especially in high school.
I actually described my days in my blogs instead of posting random drivel. I mean, I guess I still describe some of my days, but it’s mostly random drivel.
How in the hell did I have any friends? I was obnoxious. I mean, I guess I still am obnoxious, but now I don’t have any friends. So.
My entire first year at U of I was prime r/IAmVerySmart material. Especially this fucking thing, oh my god.
It’s just…so different than how I blog now. I don’t know if my current style is better or worse, but it’s definitely different.
Woo?
I sPeNt WaY tOo MuCh TiMe On ThIs
I drew the pommel horse equipment guy from last night’s dream because I couldn’t get this damn image out of my head.
(Sorry for the crappy quality, I haven’t drawn in approximately 40 years and perspective is hard.)
Brain, what in the living hell…?
Last night I dreamt that every time the Olympics were held there was a separate Olympics held for the Olympic equipment. That is, people would dress up like the equipment (e.g., a pommel horse, an archery target, a bicycle) and basically do the Olympic events as the equipment.
And in this dream, people were super into this. This “Equipment Olympics” was actually more popular than the regular Olympics. People would even get tattoos of their favorite equipment.
What.
OH GOD NANOWRIMO
IT STARTS SOON
I AM NOT PREPARED
Part of me wants to keep working on my story from last year, even though I know the plot is dumber than dumb and I would do absolutely nothing with that story other than put it in the drawer (or USB) with all the other garbage I’ve ever written.
Another part of me wants to re-try the story that I attempted back in 2016. Like, same idea and stuff, but scrap everything I’d done that year and restart it.
I’ll probably do that, but who actually knows. There’s also a strong possibility that I’ll fail again this year because THAT SEEMS TO BE ALL I KNOW HOW TO DO ANYMORE.
Packy Back
So remember that L.L. Bean backpack that was brand new last October?
Yeah, it looks like this now.
Faded, just like my will to live.
This is what happens when I take it out walking for four hours a day (and occasionally haul around $12 worth of broccoli for several miles).
I’m pretty rough on backpacks.
Happy December 2nd!
Oh wait, it’s October 2nd?
YOU COULD’VE FOOLED ME
(and this was taken this morning, before another eight or so inches of snow fell)
Edit: holy hell, it’s a snowy death trap out there.
Edit 2: apparently this is the snowiest October day since like 1957. Also, this September was the coldest September ever recorded in Calgary. I can believe it.
I still prefer this kind of weather to the rainy hell that was Vancouver, though.
Edit 3: hahaha:
I Think I Ate a Kleenex
HOKAY, so this happened a few nights ago now, but I forgot to blog about it because I forget everything nowadays because I’ve been so busy and also I’m sick and ALSO this is a super run-on sentence so let’s just get to it.
After Nate went to bed, I sat in my chair to listen to music, as per usual. Also, as per usual, I fell asleep, because soft chair + good music + I FEEL LIKE DEATH = sleep. I don’t recall what I was dreaming about or how long I was out, but when I woke up I had this weird dryness feeling in my mouth—the same dryness you get after you chew on a piece of paper.*
Then I realized I had had a Kleenex next to me on the chair. Said Kleenex was nowhere to be found—not on the chair, not in the chair, not under the chair, not on the floor, not stuffed down the front of my shirt (as I tend to do with my phone when its alarm is going off and I want it to STFU because I’m sleeping), not anywhere in the room.
So I’m assuming I ate it.
Gettin’ my daily dose of bleached wood fibers. Awesome.
*I used to chew up pieces of ruled paper in elementary school, spit them out, and shape them into little paper dice to give to my fellow classmates, so I know exactly what this mouth feeling is. DON’T JUDGE ME I WAS THE COOLEST IN SCHOOL.
BENCHMARK
Heeeey, so we’ve got freezing temperatures and snow in September because of course we do.
But here’s a pretty bench picture I took, so I guess it’s all okay.
Harry Potter and the What the Fuck is This
I stumbled upon this video on the YouTubes and was like “WHAT IS THIS WIZARDRY?!?!?!” so I had to look it up.
The thing she’s playing is called a Theremin. Named after its inventor, Leion Theremin, it’s played without any actual physical contact with the instrument.
The box in the middle contains radio tubes that produce oscillations that are at sound wave frequencies above what humans can hear. When the two waves combine, they produce a lower, audible frequency.
The two antennas are sensitive to where the player’s hands are: one antenna controls the pitch and the other the volume. Moving one’s hands towards/away from either of these antennas alters the inaudible frequencies.
Another cool vid by the same lady:
I WANT ONE
(A Theremin, not the lady, haha. Though she’s super talented!)
When Al Gore dances, does he follow an Al Gore Rhythm?
So due to the OH GOD IT HURTS unseasonably cold weather we’ve been getting this month, I’ve had to transition (at least temporarily) to my winter walking clothes.
This made me realize that I’ve never told you what I wear on my walks based on the season.
I’m sure you don’t actually care, but I’mma talk about it anyway. Because this is my blog and I suck and thus this blog should suck accordingly.
Fight me.
SUMMER!
- Hat
- Short-sleeve shirt
- Pants (stretchy, breathable, has a butt pocket for iPod)
- Socks
- (Plus underwear, bra, shoes)
SPRING/FALL!
- Same as summer, except add a light jacket
WINTER!
- Hat
- Short-sleeve shirt
- Pants (thick, not breathable, fuzzy warm)
- Tights (extra protection from cold)
- Socks
- Headphones (to protect my ears from the cold)
- Gloves (I dual-wield those cheap $2 gloves because I’m pathetic)
- Winter coat (I swear this thing is made of the same stuff that protects the space shuttle during re-entry. It’s such a good coat and it only cost like $5 because I got it at Goodwill)
- (Plus underwear, bra, shoes)
Party time.
OLD MEMES DIE HARD
So I’ve been having a really shitty time as of late, but this video brought me much joy. What’s better than one meme? An older meme. What’s better than an older meme? A new meme and an older meme mashed together in glory.
(Sorry, I’m boring.)
Vexillologist? Here’s another site for you!
These are hilarious. Especially the real ones. So much eye pain.
Also, I love that the page title is “/r/Maryland.”
Edit: SOMEONE PUT THE FLAG OF BRITISH COLUMBIA ON THERE HOLY BUTT GOBLINS I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO THOUGH THAT FLAG WAS HIDEOUS
To be fair, though, that weird-ass sun on it probably looks so weird-ass because nobody ever sees the actual sun in BC so they had to render it based off of myth and rumor.
Vexillologist? Here’s a site for you!
I love this. I’ve always really liked flags. I also didn’t realize how much more frequently the US flag’s been changed compared to pretty much every other flag. Freaking states.
I have a book on flags and flag families, but it’s pretty old. I used it for a speech class presentation in high school.
Edit: here it is! Copyright 2002. If you’re at all into flags, I’d recommend this book (an updated version, haha). It’s got a really nice layout and covers way more than just country flags.
END!
Oh, The Sims…
HAHAHA, oh my god.
“Put ‘em in the Fun Pit.”
“Go back to Thanos. See what he’s up to. Oh, he’s playin’ football!”
I like to think this is how they storyboarded Infinity War.
HEY FART FACTORIES
I FEEL LIKE DEATH AND WANT TO USE EXCESSIVE CAPS LOCK SO HERE ARE SOME GIFS
That cat grabbing the sock is the funniest thing in the world.
Yo Dawg, I Herd U Like Factorials
Have you ever wondered why zero factorial (0!) equals 1? One of my students sent me a link to this explanation. It’s pretty intuitive when explained this way.
It’s time for SICKNESS DREAMS!
ARE YOU READY?!?!?!
ARE YOU REALLY READY!?!?!?!
(I’m not, get me out of here.)
So last night I dreamt I was in Moscow in the winter. I wanted to walk on the trail, but everything was covered in snow, so I was super upset because, in the dream, there was literally nowhere else to walk except the trail.
But the next morning (in the dream), the snow on the trail had been packed down by a bunch of people walking on it, so I figured I could go out and walk on it as well. The only problem was that I guess I forgot how Moscow works and couldn’t figure out how to get to the trail from my mom’s house. I told my mom my problem and she’s like, “no worries, the snake will guide you!”
And before I could do anything, the TV turns on and there’s this image of this weird-ass purple-pink snake that looked much more like one of those sand-filled stuffed animals than an actual live snake.
It turns out that the image is actually a live feed of the snake at the head of the trail (heading towards Pullman). My mom goes, “follow the hamburgers!” and I’m like “wtf” and then watch the snake throw up like a dozen hamburgers (like, from McDonald’s, completely whole, with wrappers) and they started buzzing around the head of the trail. I could hear the buzzing from my mom’s house and she just kept screaming “GO GO GO GO!!”
And then I woke up.
What in the living hell.
Blugh
I don’t get sick very often at all. But every four years (approximately) something breaks through my god-like immune system and makes things miserable.
And now, right on schedule, I’m sick. The last time I was sick was 2014.
My throat hurts, my head hurts, I am a snot volcano, and I have to stand up in front of 600 people and teach tomorrow.
BLAH.
AM I GETTING SICK?
Probably. It’s been about four years since the last time I got sick, so I’d be right on schedule.
Let’s see.
STALK THE STALK
Hahahaha, Nate sent me this picture of Jazzy today. She’s stalking across the barren wastelands of the coverless bed.
Ready to MURDER.
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