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I began thinking today about the pros and cons of the eggs in Cobeen's cafeteria. . .
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| Made with fake egg product | Made with love by Leigh the omelet cook |
| Full of sodium | Full of ham and cheese |
| Greasy | Satisfying |
Diagnosis: delicious!
I Can Write This Off as Work!
I'm writing an article about blog services for The Warrior. As a comparison, I'm posting the same story here that I put on my blogstream example.
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I began thinking today about the pros and cons of the eggs in Cobeen's cafeteria. . .
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I began thinking today about the pros and cons of the eggs in Cobeen's cafeteria. . .
An Educational Experience
Today in anthropology, the video we were watching was interrupted by a taped-over episode of "Sex and the City." The video was about gender relations, so most of the class didn't even notice the difference.
But our professor sprung into action, going downstairs to get a new VCR. Apparently, this was the model that converts video of women giving academic lectures into episodes of "Sex and the City." After a delay, it turns out that the other VCR was the same model. Marquette's AV department hasn't fully switched over to the newer "Sex and the City"-into-academic lecture model yet.
So our professor fast-forwarded through the half hour episode (I saw some "gender relations" going on), and we continued the video.
. . .and then I found ten bucks.
But our professor sprung into action, going downstairs to get a new VCR. Apparently, this was the model that converts video of women giving academic lectures into episodes of "Sex and the City." After a delay, it turns out that the other VCR was the same model. Marquette's AV department hasn't fully switched over to the newer "Sex and the City"-into-academic lecture model yet.
So our professor fast-forwarded through the half hour episode (I saw some "gender relations" going on), and we continued the video.
. . .and then I found ten bucks.
What Kind of Heretic Are You?
Find out here.I scored 100% Council of Chalcedon compliant! Strangely, I scored 67% on Pelagianism. I'm a little nervous about that. All this time I've spent earning my way into heaven, and I might blow it all by being a heretic.
I'm still here
I was going to write about how terrible the movie Syriana is, but I don't feel all that funny today. Anyway, I haven't died or anything. I'm sure you're glad to know.
Google gave me this link: St. Lawrence Distributes Food to the Poo.
Google gave me this link: St. Lawrence Distributes Food to the Poo.
Living on the Edge
I know it's a dangerous time to be a blogger on campus, but I just can't allow the truth to be held back.
What's wrong with Marquette:
- It's cold: Yesterday the high was as 17 degrees Fahrenheit (yes, I am just showing off the fact that I know how to spell Fahrenheit, thanks for noticing) and today, as of 11:20 am, Weather.com reports that the temperature is 9 with a wind chill of -3.
The administration is fully aware of how cold it is in Milwaukee. Yet they do nothing to alleviate the chilliness students must face as they walk to classes that are often several blocks from their homes. - There are freshmen: Every year the Marquette administration allows nearly two thousand people with absolutely no college experience to live on our campus. The majority of these are mere children, with all the maturity of an eighteen year old. I, a twenty year old sophomore, should not have to navigate my way through dozens of theses campus parasites as I go to my classes. Them and their constant whining, "Which Wehr building is my class in?" "A driver just took my leg off as I was crossing Wisconsin Avenue" etc etc.
- Sodexho food: It's a sad state of affairs when the only real eggs on campus are the ones dripping down Brandon Henak's windows.
I know I may have crossed some lines here today, but that's what free speech is all about. If you disagree with me feel free to comment, but I'll probably delete it.
Go Ask Alice. . . When She's Ten Feet Tall
I'm in the middle of taking a survey about drug and alcohol use on campus which I was randomly selected for. I think they will also be emailing me a small cup with a lid that I'll have to email back full.
Whoever was writing the survey seems to have been on drugs themselves. Many of the questions that would seem to require the possibility of a "maybe" or "don't know" answer are simple yes/no. For example, the question "Does alcohol make you sexier?" Well, I don't drink so I really don't know. Maybe it would, although I can't imagine a possibility in which I would be more attractive than I already am.
Another "question" in the alcohol section was "doesn't interfere with my life." Now, not only is that not a question, it's not even a sentence. But even more confusingly, the possible choices are "yes" and "no." Yes, alcohol doesn't interfere with my life? No, alcohol doesn't interfere with my life? No, alcohol does interfere with my life? Yes, this survey does interfere with my sanity?
In conclusion, be like this guy and don't do drugs.
Whoever was writing the survey seems to have been on drugs themselves. Many of the questions that would seem to require the possibility of a "maybe" or "don't know" answer are simple yes/no. For example, the question "Does alcohol make you sexier?" Well, I don't drink so I really don't know. Maybe it would, although I can't imagine a possibility in which I would be more attractive than I already am.
Another "question" in the alcohol section was "doesn't interfere with my life." Now, not only is that not a question, it's not even a sentence. But even more confusingly, the possible choices are "yes" and "no." Yes, alcohol doesn't interfere with my life? No, alcohol doesn't interfere with my life? No, alcohol does interfere with my life? Yes, this survey does interfere with my sanity?
In conclusion, be like this guy and don't do drugs.
Carpenter Rocks
And rattles too. I can feel it shaking under my feet right now. Probably from the construction nearby, but I'm still on the line with FEMA about earthquake preparations. You never can be too
My Life Philosophy
People often approach me on the street and ask "Aaron, do you have a philosophy in life?"
"Of course I do," I tell them as I scramble to think of something clever. "Life is like a. . . pudding bowl. Yeah, umm. . .where the cruddy stuff forms on the top. So. . . uhhh. . .dig deep and feast upon the good stuff," I lie.
Well now I don't have to lie anymore. I've decided on a life philosophy. And all thanks to Dilbert.
I don't even have to work to accomodate my life to this new philosophy. I've been doing this all along.
"Of course I do," I tell them as I scramble to think of something clever. "Life is like a. . . pudding bowl. Yeah, umm. . .where the cruddy stuff forms on the top. So. . . uhhh. . .dig deep and feast upon the good stuff," I lie.
Well now I don't have to lie anymore. I've decided on a life philosophy. And all thanks to Dilbert.
I don't even have to work to accomodate my life to this new philosophy. I've been doing this all along.
A Humbling Experience
Those pesky comment-spamming programs are affecting people all over the internet. In fact, one of the blogs this site links to, We Are Marquette, just had to do the same thing. I've always had my suspicions, but leaving posts about exactly the same thing just days apart has proven once and for all that Caruso is a lot funnier than me.
It Would Be Blackmail Material, But He's Not Ashamed
Jeff, my RA is preparing early for Halloween. He hit the jackpot with a visit to the thrift store.
No Shirt, No Shoes, No Comment
I'm sorry for the added inconvenience of commenting. I was resisting for a while, but I finally gave in and enabled the word verification option on my blog. The reason I had to do this was because of all the spam comments I'm getting. I'm not sure what my best defense is against this. If anyone knows a better way than to use word verification, please take the time and effort to comment it to me.
Do or Dilate
I had an eye appointment today. As a part of the checkup, the doctor (or optometrist or whatever) put these drops in my eye to numb them and dilate the pupils. The effect set in after about 15 minutes and I passed all the glaucoma, cataract, diabetes, etc. tests with flying colors.
The problem was that now I was going to be set loose into the sunlight with pupils incapable of contracting. Fortunately, the doctor was prepared. She handed me a pair of ROLLENS sunglasses. They were extremely stylish and fun (as the pictures on their website might suggest). They also made me looke like a Robocop-inspired reincarnation of Ray Charles.
Fortunately, I ran into a street vendor in a white pimp suit selling sunglasses for $2-5. I went for some top-of-the-line aviators. I'm sure I don't say this enough, but I'm awesome.
The problem was that now I was going to be set loose into the sunlight with pupils incapable of contracting. Fortunately, the doctor was prepared. She handed me a pair of ROLLENS sunglasses. They were extremely stylish and fun (as the pictures on their website might suggest). They also made me looke like a Robocop-inspired reincarnation of Ray Charles.
Fortunately, I ran into a street vendor in a white pimp suit selling sunglasses for $2-5. I went for some top-of-the-line aviators. I'm sure I don't say this enough, but I'm awesome.
Actually There Are 165A0DC00 People. . .
There are 10 kinds of people in this world. . .those who know binary and those who don't.
Compliments of Ryan.
Compliments of Ryan.
At Least Dolphins Don't Make Me Cry
My roommate walked in on me yesterday while I was putting away laundry and singing to Hootie and the Blowfish.
Me: I don't know why, but I've just been in the mood for Hootie.
Mike: It's so wrong, but it feels so right.
Me: I don't know why, but I've just been in the mood for Hootie.
Mike: It's so wrong, but it feels so right.
Look Out, Dial-up Users
It stormed last night. We didn't get hit with much rain (compared to what the radar was showing) but it lightninged for almost two hours. Here are a couple of strikes that I managed to get on (digital) film.
I got video too.
Some of my roommate's pictures.
It's really hazy today.
Photos 1, 2 and 6 and video ©Aaron Morey 2005
Photos 3, 4 and 5 © Michael Sharkey 2005
I got video too.
Some of my roommate's pictures.
It's really hazy today.
Photos 1, 2 and 6 and video ©Aaron Morey 2005
Photos 3, 4 and 5 © Michael Sharkey 2005
Not As Bad As People Say!
Those glowing words of praise on IMDB.com describe the movie I'm watching right now: Demolition Man.The idea is that Sylvester Stallone is cryogenically frozen, then brought back to fight the escaped prisoner Wesley Snipes.
Some of the highlights came from the action movie banter in the first futuristic fight scene. Snipe's character, Simon Phoenix, (who, coincidentally, rises from the dead!) yells as he shoots at Stallone "Simon says bleed!" When he recognizes Stallone as his old archenemy, he quips "Man, they'll let anybody into this century." Stallone retaliates, saying "You're on TV!" as he swings a television by the cord, striking Snipes in the face.
On another note, the president of this futuristic Los Angeles dressed like a cross between Hamid Karzai and the Pope.
EDIT: Stallone just used the phrase "hunka chunka."
Everybody Thinks I'm Up to No Good
After my brush with the FBI's Book Brigade, I'm apparently on some kind of federal watch list. I signed up for an Apple Developer Connection account today, because I wanted to download Apple's Java development stuff for free. It's a pretty good deal, I think. I found this in the Membership Agreement fine print:
Don't look at me, I'm still trying to pass Computer Science 065.
You also agree that you will not use these products for any purposes where prohibited by United States law, including, without limitation, the development, design, manufacture or production of nuclear, missile, chemical or biological weapons.
Don't look at me, I'm still trying to pass Computer Science 065.
Copy and Paste Makes Blogging Easy
I was reading IMDB.com today and I came across the entry for Shallow Hal. There was nothing special in particular about the entry except for this user posted comment:
Source.
[T]he film reinforces the same notions of beauty that it claims it is trying to undermine. Also, all fat people are not nice with a "good sense of humour", this is as HUGE stereotype. I am fat, unpleasant and not funny.
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