It's official. Megan and I are collaborating on a book idea. Thank you Dr. McMahon for the wonderful idea. I'm thinking about turning this idea into a blog. If the blog catches on, maybe people will submit their stuff and it can go into our book. I'm not sure how that works, but since its just an idea right now I'll worry about it later.
Tonight, we watched Inglourious Basterds.
Next week, we will probably analyze the language/subtitles and traditional film techniques in the movie. Because it's interesting. And I have no job.
Tomorrow though, is Application Thursday. I'm sure filling out job apps is a lot more fun than it sounds.
I will also probably look up material on grad schools. Again, because I have no job.
On another note, I vote that next year for Christmas, we all go out and buy ourselves gifts. If we choose, we can wrap them and open them in front of friends/family. Everybody will (or should) be happy with their gifts. That way, there is no guess work involved and I won't have to wander aimlessly around stores searching for something my friends want. This is a good idea.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Where Da Hood At
Tomorrow, I am taking my mother's GPS and going Christmas Shopping. I'm not a fan of Christmas shopping (I like giving, but I don't like to guess at what to give).
But, this GPS and I are going to become fast friends. I have no idea where I'm shopping. I just plan on picking somewhere random (not too random, it'll be somewhere in midwest city) and finding my own way, or the way of the GPS, to some overcrowded shopping center.
It probably sounds like a horrible idea, but I think it would be fun to drive to some strange city and get completely lost, JUST to use the GPS to get back. Maybe I'd learn some of the roads and wouldn't need a map anymore, which would be the main goal. Maybe I'd forget all the roads and have a great time observing and checking out the sights, which I would settle for. Maybe I'd get so lost, I'd never find my way back, which I would also settle for.
But, this GPS and I are going to become fast friends. I have no idea where I'm shopping. I just plan on picking somewhere random (not too random, it'll be somewhere in midwest city) and finding my own way, or the way of the GPS, to some overcrowded shopping center.
It probably sounds like a horrible idea, but I think it would be fun to drive to some strange city and get completely lost, JUST to use the GPS to get back. Maybe I'd learn some of the roads and wouldn't need a map anymore, which would be the main goal. Maybe I'd forget all the roads and have a great time observing and checking out the sights, which I would settle for. Maybe I'd get so lost, I'd never find my way back, which I would also settle for.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
I Know
I should be doing my homework.
Instead, I'm rewriting Owl City's "Fireflies" song.
Its going to be about how ECU makes fake degrees.
I think my version will be called "To My Surprise."
It's fun. Much more entertaining than Political Parties.
In other news, I have two finals, no work tomorrow. Close (or close).
Instead, I'm rewriting Owl City's "Fireflies" song.
Its going to be about how ECU makes fake degrees.
I think my version will be called "To My Surprise."
It's fun. Much more entertaining than Political Parties.
In other news, I have two finals, no work tomorrow. Close (or close).
Friday, December 4, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Hacksaw Win.
I'm having Thanksgiving at my friend Sarah's house today. This morning we went to Wal-Mart so she could get a good deal on a Cricut. I went as back up and threw some elbows around. It was fun, mostly because I was delirous from lack of sleep.
After our nap, Sarah decides she wants to put the turkey (we named him Chuck) in the oven. Problem: we can't get the legs out of the metal clamp thingy. We pushed, we pulled, we memorized the directions (and tried to follow them), but were very unsuccessful. Finally Sarah, in all her creativity, pulled out a small hacksaw. Thats right. I kept Chuck from squirming and Sarah sawed away. Little bits of the metal dropped on to Chuck, but she washed it off. I've just made a mental note to stay away from that half of the turkey.
Maybe next year, we can retire the hacksaw. Or just buy the turkey pre-made.
After our nap, Sarah decides she wants to put the turkey (we named him Chuck) in the oven. Problem: we can't get the legs out of the metal clamp thingy. We pushed, we pulled, we memorized the directions (and tried to follow them), but were very unsuccessful. Finally Sarah, in all her creativity, pulled out a small hacksaw. Thats right. I kept Chuck from squirming and Sarah sawed away. Little bits of the metal dropped on to Chuck, but she washed it off. I've just made a mental note to stay away from that half of the turkey.
Maybe next year, we can retire the hacksaw. Or just buy the turkey pre-made.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Oh Yes I Did.
After the conference, we stopped at a circus cemetary in Hugo on our way back. It was wierd...And cool. Except for the part where something fell out of a tree, landed on my face and bit my chin. Yes, I got stung/bit by some unknown insect. And then I got chased by bees (or something else that buzzes). I think there was a spirit out to get me. Probably because I was stomping on her headstone. I didn't mean to though. I was reading it and a creepy spider crawled across it. Instincts kicked in and after about the 3rd stomp, my friends were asking what the hell I was doing. By the time we left, my swollen chin and I had aquired a disdain for pine trees and cob-webbed headstones.
On our way back from Hugo, we thought of what disease and dessert we would be. I decided I'd be alzheimers and...something chocolate.
On our way back from Hugo, we thought of what disease and dessert we would be. I decided I'd be alzheimers and...something chocolate.
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