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Aww… crud.

Pixel — Fri, 06 Jan 2012 20:21:06 +0000

2012

Pixel — Sun, 01 Jan 2012 06:45:05 +0000

Some resolutions:

Be in better shape than I am now
Pass my departmental prelim
Contact friends and family every month
Do something creative
… I need a fifth resolution here. Perhaps something involving sexy lady types.

2011 Redux

Pixel — Sun, 01 Jan 2012 00:30:36 +0000

Did I accomplish all of my goals for this year? Did I accomplish any?

Get down to 172 lbs. or 12% body fat
Fail. Damn. I thought I’d set the goal at 175. Even then I failed. I got down to 177 for a while, but it turns out I just have a bigger frame than I thought. I got to the point where I exercised every day for three months, counted calories, and maximized my protein intake, but it just wasn’t enough to overcompensate for the heavy, regular drinking.
Start and maintain a podcast
Ambivalent. I have many things to upload and many things to work on,
Maintain my Sarah Project
Success! Sort of. I messed up last week.
Maintain my secret Sentence Project
Fail. I simply cannot keep up with projects. I think I should stop.
Pass my departmental prelim, write a chapter
Fail. This has not happened. It will by April, though. It has to!
Super Friend Bash 2011
Success! Oh no!
Finish writing my microfiction
Fail. Though I did start the @puntitled account. That was kind of fun.

Why Jiffy Lube is wrong for America

Pixel — Fri, 19 Aug 2011 04:38:46 +0000

Hay Gauys!

Would you like to buy a used Honda Civic Hybrid? I just replaced the electric engine and got new tires.

Unfortunately… it has 145,000 miles and the transmission is shot– Jiffy Lube tightened it up too harshly and cracked it. To replace it is gonna be $1800.

Also: I am broke and sad.

Can I have your moneys now?

I’m a College Instructor!

Pixel — Thu, 04 Aug 2011 00:38:49 +0000

Here‘s a syllabus I made!
It’s so nice and shiny. You should enroll in my class!

The 70% mark

Pixel — Sun, 10 Jul 2011 15:36:38 +0000

Today I turn this:

visited 34 states (68%)

Into this:

visited 35 states (70%)
Create your own visited map of The United States

Group think

Pixel — Thu, 23 Jun 2011 20:00:10 +0000

There’s an episode of How I Met Your Mother where one of the characters talks about how groups of women always look hotter than each individual woman. They called it the “Cheerleader Effect.”

In high school, my group of friends was huge. As a result, we would go out and do things almost every day. There was always something going on and always enough people so that any event would be well attended… and awesome. It was one of the best times of my life.

I think about that time still to try to understand what happened and why it fell apart. First, of course, time changed our circumstances. Pam & Miguel went to Albuquerque, Fernie joined the Navy, and so on. Second, people’s priorities changed: motherhood, getting into careers, etc. Third, there was some intra and inter-group relationship drama.

But mostly, I just don’t think most individual pairs of people in the group had that strong of relationships. The relationships were strong in the abstract, but when the group as a whole began to dissolve, many of the constitutive relationships also fell apart.

This didn’t just happen with my high school group (indeed, most of those relationships have been the most resilient to time), it also happened to my friends at Turnbull Hall in IUP, the gaggle of friends I made in Australia, and the TRUpers from my time at the student newspaper. I still hold special places in my heart for dozens of people I met in each of those places— and still talk regularly with a few— but my relationship with the rest of the assorted group is more of a casual acquaintanceship with memories of better times. I wouldn’t feel comfortable asking to stay at their house, for instance.

So yeah. I don’t really have a point. I’ve just been thinking about this recently.

¡¡o!o

Pixel — Sun, 29 May 2011 13:50:08 +0000

It turns out I’m… 26 now.

I think 25 was nice. I did cool things and hung out with cool people, though never enough of either. It was actually a fairly okay year, though it seems uneventful in retrospect. Probably because there weren’t super huge highs or huge lows. I think I prefer the much more eventful years… I’ll regret saying that some day.

I’m looking forward to the festivities tonight. Mexican food! Great friends! Margaritas! Alcoholic Smoothies! Hurray!

Rules for Shotgun

Pixel — Sun, 24 Apr 2011 16:35:25 +0000

I swear to god, I thought I’d written this down before…

In reference to the last episode and taken from this website and this other one:

Shotgun must be said audibly to all present or the person’s hand must be on the door handle
Window is a separate option that must also be called independently. All other rules for Window are the same as those for Shotgun.
The car must be visible, you must be outside or in the parking structure, and the ride must be imminent. Early calls are strictly prohibited. (Often this rule is split up into several other rules.)
Shotgun may not be called for anybody else.
Shotgun only applies among equals who are of more or less the same age, gender, and status. Also, the seat must be vacant when called. In cases where Shotgun is not available (for instance if the person with directions, an elder, or a disabled person needs the seat), anyone who called Shotgun automatically loses their bid.
In case of a tie, Rock, Paper, Scissors, Australian Thumb to the Head or Mad Dash to the Car rules may be instituted in lieu of the driver’s tie-breaking decision. This is the driver’s choice and one must familiarize oneself with the local rules before playing Shotgun.
The order for automatic Shotgun is as follows: owner of the car, disabled person, elderly person, person who knows the directions, spouse/partner of the driver, all other claimants.

Shotgun is awarded to the quickest thinker for a reason: he must serve as navigator, radio controller, and cop watcher. Theoretically, being the first to call Shotgun better allows for this. Failure to abide by these rules or duties may result in the person with Shotgun being forced to ride Bitch.

Hourly Comic Day 2011

Pixel — Tue, 15 Mar 2011 13:39:11 +0000

This year, I got a lot faster at drawing. And presumably better, but it’s going to be really hard to tell because I also cared much less than last year or the year before. In hour 12, SElizabeth and I switched hourly comics.

My roommates are the worst!

Pixel — Sun, 06 Mar 2011 20:49:52 +0000

“I’ve decided that the best way to live my life is to treat myself with the same basic decency with which I would treat complete strangers.”

– Mari A-H

My roommates are these two guys: Future Me and Past Me. I never actually get to see them, because their schedules tend to be as hectic as my own. Generally, I’m on good terms with Future Me– he seems to be on his way up in the world. But Past Me is this jerk, you know? He doesn’t clean or make the bed or anything, and it really gets to me.

If I try to get back at him by doing the same thing to him that he does to me, it only hurts Future Me, because he ends up having to clean up after the both of us. I’ve tried talking to him about it, but I can never seem to get ahold of him. So Future Me is left not being able to distinguish between myself and Past Me.

Why do I even live with these guys? Because Past Me’s paid every month’s rent for a long time… and Future Me says he’s going to handle the rest from now on.

So I’m going to start eating better, being more courteous, and tidying up more often. Maybe then Future Me and I will have a better relationship. And maybe Past Me will learn by example.

PODCAST!

Pixel — Sat, 26 Feb 2011 21:29:20 +0000

The more astute among you may have noticed that there is a new tab in the top section of my page: “ID.”
What is ID, you ask? It’s short for Internal Dialogues: my new weekly Podcast!

My friend Daniel and I have been trying to start this for the past three years. (Well… I have been trying to start it for the past three years.) The premise, as it now stands, is that it’s one concept– usually a bizarre hypothetical of some sort– per episode until the concept runs out. It’s book-ended with a non-sequitur segue at each end that sounds like a much more interesting conversation than the one you just listened to.

There are two episodes up now (you can spare eight minutes, right?), and more to come every week until we get bored. You guys, being my local freaders are the first to be able to subscribe. Yey!

Go to the website to see what it’s all about or go to iTunes and listen for yourself!

Things I am bad at estimating

Pixel — Fri, 25 Feb 2011 19:34:23 +0000

How much time things will take
How much time I have available
How funny I am
How much something will affect me emotionally
How tall I am
How pregnant ladies are
How much hugging is appropriate
How people will take the silly thoughts that come out of my mouth
How clear my thoughts are
How near places are
How much or how little of a social life I want
How happy I am

Time Travel: A Mini-Comic

Pixel — Tue, 22 Feb 2011 19:55:11 +0000

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Nonsense and Reference

Pixel — Thu, 17 Feb 2011 23:15:57 +0000

Shockingly obvious realization:

You can have a joke that doesn’t refer to any cultural aspect and you can have a reference that isn’t funny.

Background: I went to a boardgame night a few weeks ago with some friends of a friend. The entire night could be summarized as a series of Internet pop culture references and nerd references. I got a number of them, but many more slipped by me. They seemed to amuse each other, but I mostly just wanted to shout

NEEEEEERRRDDDSS!!!!

Because what they were saying wasn’t amusing in the context. They were only amused because it reminded them of the original amusing quote.

And it occurred to me: If it’s possible to get the reference but not get the joke (or find it funny), then it’s got to be possible to get a joke but not get the reference.

I imagine getting the reference usually adds something to the joke experience, but if a person laughs at something but doesn’t understand that it was actually a reference to another thing– that person shouldn’t be embarrassed. Nonsense and reference are different things.

I think Frege taught us that.