Some free time
There aren't many worse things in life than showing up for class (a class you hadn't been to in a week and a half) and having your professor not show up. This, my friends, is not worth missing Family Feud. I did, however, successfully turn in my six-page paper on the iPod. Not only was it six pages, but I had nine sources, and didn't check Wikipedia once. Let me tell you, it's a good thing the U of M hasn't implemented the iPod as a way for students to download and replay lectures, because I'm not sure I would have gone outside for anything other than a Chipotle burrito or a snow emergency (which burned me anyway this year). Anyway, I thought I could use the free time to bring up a few things that have been on my mind.
There are certain days throughout a man's life that remain embedded in the fiber of his soul forever. These days form a sort of evolutionary map of his life, highlighting the moments he most cherishes. (Side note-I've always had to do a double take on the world "highlight." It just doesn't look right. The double "gh" combo is not very aesthetic.) Back to the days. I have several of these days, some of which you're familiar with, such as the day I decided to say "yes" to onions on my hamburger. That's day number one. There is also the day I held my breath in a bucket of ice water for 45 seconds in science class: I still remember my pulse afterward--36 beats per minute. That's day two. Days three, four and five: The day I pulled the authentic Doug Flutie jersey card out of a pack of football cards. The day I ran a sub-six-minute mile. And, of course, the day the music died. Until last week, those were the five days that best map out my life up to this point. All of them, I might add, occurred more than five years ago. I was in a slump. And then, last Thursday happened. On that morning, the morning of March 30, the Gillette Fusion razor entered my life.
We thought five blades would never happen. In fact, a few years ago it was joke(caution: TVMA: Language). But now, with Gillette Fusion, five blades is a reality. Along with the five-blade shaving surface technology, you also get the precision trimmer. This truly is the best a man can get.
More random notes:
If any of you are having sleeping problems, don't take Ambien, unless you want to have eating problems instead. Read this article about a study that linked Ambien to subconcious, mid-night eating binges.
End all searches now, the worst name in the history of names has been revealed. Jent.
In my covering the arts class, every Monday one student has the opportunity to be "DJ for a day." The student brings in music he has been listening to recently, and talks about why he likes the artist. Then the class weighs in, trying to come up with a library of descriptive words we might use in a review of the band. The semester got off to a fun start, with students bringing in music from blues legend Robert Johnson, a German band called 13 and God, and some traditional Turkish folk music. This is going to be interesting, I thought, as I hoped to discover some new artists. Well, one could say that the DJs have taken a turn for the worse. The last three weeks have gone as follows: the Backstreet Boys, O.A.R., Journey. "Here, I'll play you my favorite song," the girl said yesterday. When I heard the opening chords of "Don't Stop Believin'," ("Just a small town girl, living in a loooonely world..."), I knew we were in trouble. We later learned that the fan had just discovered them LAST SUMMER at, predictably, a state fair. In all fairness, Journey is a step up from say, Starship. I'm already looking forward to the next crappy genre the class will tackle, probably crappy Christian-rap-rock hybrid. P.O.D. anyone?
Here are a few movies I'm looking forward to, for various reasons. I've linked previews, stories, and clips to each movie.
Slither Click on "verify your age" to see this clip, but get the bucket ready.
Snakes On A PlaneClick on the green "Watch" button.
Nacho LibreClick on "Play" under Trailer.
Darkon
The Da Vinci CodeClick on "Play" under Trailer 2
Finally, a Simpsons movie?
Those are some of the things I'm keeping an eye on this spring. You might want to do so yourself.
There are certain days throughout a man's life that remain embedded in the fiber of his soul forever. These days form a sort of evolutionary map of his life, highlighting the moments he most cherishes. (Side note-I've always had to do a double take on the world "highlight." It just doesn't look right. The double "gh" combo is not very aesthetic.) Back to the days. I have several of these days, some of which you're familiar with, such as the day I decided to say "yes" to onions on my hamburger. That's day number one. There is also the day I held my breath in a bucket of ice water for 45 seconds in science class: I still remember my pulse afterward--36 beats per minute. That's day two. Days three, four and five: The day I pulled the authentic Doug Flutie jersey card out of a pack of football cards. The day I ran a sub-six-minute mile. And, of course, the day the music died. Until last week, those were the five days that best map out my life up to this point. All of them, I might add, occurred more than five years ago. I was in a slump. And then, last Thursday happened. On that morning, the morning of March 30, the Gillette Fusion razor entered my life.
We thought five blades would never happen. In fact, a few years ago it was joke(caution: TVMA: Language). But now, with Gillette Fusion, five blades is a reality. Along with the five-blade shaving surface technology, you also get the precision trimmer. This truly is the best a man can get.
More random notes:
If any of you are having sleeping problems, don't take Ambien, unless you want to have eating problems instead. Read this article about a study that linked Ambien to subconcious, mid-night eating binges.
End all searches now, the worst name in the history of names has been revealed. Jent.
In my covering the arts class, every Monday one student has the opportunity to be "DJ for a day." The student brings in music he has been listening to recently, and talks about why he likes the artist. Then the class weighs in, trying to come up with a library of descriptive words we might use in a review of the band. The semester got off to a fun start, with students bringing in music from blues legend Robert Johnson, a German band called 13 and God, and some traditional Turkish folk music. This is going to be interesting, I thought, as I hoped to discover some new artists. Well, one could say that the DJs have taken a turn for the worse. The last three weeks have gone as follows: the Backstreet Boys, O.A.R., Journey. "Here, I'll play you my favorite song," the girl said yesterday. When I heard the opening chords of "Don't Stop Believin'," ("Just a small town girl, living in a loooonely world..."), I knew we were in trouble. We later learned that the fan had just discovered them LAST SUMMER at, predictably, a state fair. In all fairness, Journey is a step up from say, Starship. I'm already looking forward to the next crappy genre the class will tackle, probably crappy Christian-rap-rock hybrid. P.O.D. anyone?
Here are a few movies I'm looking forward to, for various reasons. I've linked previews, stories, and clips to each movie.
Slither Click on "verify your age" to see this clip, but get the bucket ready.
Snakes On A PlaneClick on the green "Watch" button.
Nacho LibreClick on "Play" under Trailer.
Darkon
The Da Vinci CodeClick on "Play" under Trailer 2
Finally, a Simpsons movie?
Those are some of the things I'm keeping an eye on this spring. You might want to do so yourself.
posted by Kristie at 10:00 AM
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