Random Thread: September 2016
John had a
John had a
–A. A. Milne
Sunday, 23 April 2017
Life, the universe, pies, hot-pink bunnies, world domination, and everything
John had a
John had a
–A. A. Milne
Me gusta! Ironically, I also got my new “Happiness isn’t good enough for me. I demand euphoria!” bag yesterday.
May everyone have a happy month!
Happiness is also professors who respond promptly to email.
I thought I was moving in to my dorm today, but I got a viral eye condition and instead have to spend a few more days at home putting in medicated drops every two hours and listening to Dad rant about how the eye doctor he talked to on the phone doesn’t agree with the one who actually examined me and… I just want my left eye to be back to normal!
Oh no, karma, that’s not going to be the last word, because I know how you are, I don’t *just* want my eye to get better, I also want to be healthy in every other part of my body as well.
Wow, congratulations! The next generation of Musers is upon us…
Ohmigosh! Congratulations! Good luck to you and your family!
Funny. My high school’s team just LOST their first game 7-53.
At 29K feet?
“The Quality of Mercy at 29K” feet is the title of an episode of “Sports Night”, the show Aaron Sorkin wrote before “The West Wing”.
Aw yeah, OSIRIS-REx took off alright! This probe will head to Asteroid Bennu and hopefully break off a little piece of it to return to Earth for analysis!
Wait, I missed it? I haven’t been keeping up on NASA recently, but I was kind of excited about this one. Oh well, I hope the mission goes as planned. I guess we’ll be hearing more about it in a few years.
Don’t worry, there’s plenty of time to catch up, it won’t reach asteroid Bennu for two years, and it will be five more before the sample capsule returns to Earth.
Hi guys! I’m at the seminary! Well, actually, I’m at a coffee shop. But more generally, I’m at the seminary. I have a much quieter room this year, and also the internet. This is the first of four semesters of philosophy. Hooray!
My friend invited a lot of us to go kayaking at Chelsea Piers today, but it was so windy that the river was super-choppy and there was a very real threat of capsizing. (The lady at the sign-in desk told us that two people had already!) I was in no mood to swim in the Hudson when I was already sick (even though my eye is getting better), and my stomach really didn’t like being shaken up, so I only kayaked for about 5 minutes before getting back onto the dock.
When my friends got back, they were hungry, so I suggested we walk to Brookfield Place Mall because it was only a few blocks south. It was a really nice day to be outside in the parks along the river’s edge and we saw lots of little kids playing. It felt kind of strange to come to North Cove Marina without a boat race going on, but the regular private boats were still cool to look at and my friends really liked the food at the mall.
Then they wanted to go home on the subway, and a lot of people wanted to take the quickest route, so we ended up going through the World Trade Center memorial plaza on the anniversary even though I had told myself that was one thing I absolutely wouldn’t do today because of the crowding and the security risks, but the truth was that nothing really felt any different than it had in May. It was still very peaceful and contemplative in the sunshine and the tower of One World Trade Center still looked very beautiful as it reflected the clouds.
We went into the new transportation hub, which hadn’t been open in May. It’s very shiny and futuristic inside, and I wished I could have stopped to take more photographs, but we were in a hurry to get to the trains. On the lowest level, there were little temporary signs explaining that the hub atrium had been built so that the bottom level would have been perfectly bisected by a wedge of direct sunlight a few hours before, and that the effect would repeat on the morning of every subsequent September 11th.
We were several hours too late to witness the effect, but the view looking upwards at the sky through the central skylight was still impressive. The archaeologist in me is happy that we still build monuments with astronomical allignments connected to significant occasions, like the sun dagger of Chaco Canyon or the Neolithic tombs where light only shines all the way down the passage on the winter or summer solstice.
As we entered the transportation hub, I read the words “World Trade Center” over the door. After fifteen years, a place that was horrific has become beautiful again. As time passes and the new buildings are used more and more, the association between them and that name will grow stronger. And someday the first picture it conjures up will once more be a beautiful one.
Does anyone else here rock climb? I’ve started climbing at my school gym’s indoor wall and I really enjoy it. I’m probably going to take a belay certification class soon. The school has a brand new climbing wall, and all the routes have Pokemon-related names. My goal right now is to climb the Pidgey (it’s deceptively difficult).
Also, Car Seat Headrest had some shows in my state, but I couldn’t make it to either of them, and now I’m sad. Has anyone seen them in concert/planned to see them in concert?
I want to get into it this year, but I think I should wait for my eye infection to clear so that I don’t give everyone who uses the rock wall after me pinkeye.
Car Seat Headrest is playing in Detroit next week, but I so highly doubt that my mom would let me drive to Detroit by myself to go to a concert that I didn’t even bother to ask. (Crystal Castles is coming to Detroit soon as well. I wish bands would have concerts in other cities in Michigan sometimes for a change. Like 21p, who had a show in Grand Rapids. Of course, I didn’t hear about that one until it was sold out.)
Aah, I had a similar problem. The Raleigh show was part of an expensive festival (a one-day ticket was upwards of a hundred dollars) and their Asheville show was four hours away, and as I don’t have a car at college I’d have to take a Greyhound or something.
Seriously, why is every concert unattainable? It’s the worst.
One day, though. One day I’ll see them in concert.
Video editing technology is incredibly accessible these days and yet there are no fanvids featuring Dame Ellen MacArthur and “Fight Song” and clearly this is a failure of our society to use this technology to its full potential.
Lately the highlight of my week is the Public Safety Blotter in the campus paper. Everything in it is so low-stakes that it stops being boring and starts being wonderful—there was one a couple weeks ago that said “Incident suspicious occupied vehicle. Summary: Pokémon Go,” and they’re all like that, “something was very slightly weird, we checked it out, everything’s fine now.” This week we have two great ones. One of them is “Incident suspicious person. Summary: Two students stargazing,” and the other is “Service general service. Summary: The residents found a hamster in their apartment. They wanted to turn it over to the proper authority. Residence life was notified.” Mischief! Mayhem! Students… stargazing and turning over hamsters to proper authorities!
I was reading through a forum on another site where someone had offhandedly said “If we made Galileo Day as a holiday, we could keep Italian-Americans happy while still getting rid of Columbus Day”. They were talking about having it on that Monday in October, but I realized that if they had it on his birthday, February 15th, the October holiday could be renamed in accordance with the various humanitarian campaigns to do so, AND give single people and other people who don’t like Valentine’s Day something to celebrate that week.
Galentine’s day, and then Valentine’s Day, and then Galileo Day? It’d be the best week of the year.
The download page for the Vendée Globe app has a bit of… French Engrish? I know what they mean and it’s MUCH better than my French, but there’s still something funny about “Get inform on the previous editions of the race” and “Prepare your at Les Sables d’Olonne”.
Arrr! ‘Tis a great day indeed!
So, I was really excited to actually get in to advanced english this year. Now I find myself doing very poorly in english, making me feel bad because I don’t want to let down the teachers I had last year who said I should get into it. I don’t know what to do. I try the best I can in that class, but it’s just not good enough.
If your english curriculum is anything like mine was, you’ve probably migrated from a more creative writing-based course to something far more analytical. The readings also get a lot denser. Specifically what’s been giving you trouble?
It’s not really related to any month, but could “Pangur Ban” (any translation) be our poem for one of the remaining months of 2016?
Happy belated birthday, Ethan!
And, as always, Vote for Koko!
Ah, he sat it out. But 2020 will be his year!
I bought a keychain flashlight at REI today, but when I opened the package and tested it, it wouldn’t turn on even though it came with batteries inside. I was worried I had wasted 7 dollars, but when I took the flashlight back and explained, they let me exchange it for one that did work, so that worked out okay, at least.
To whoever got to the copy of “Annapurna: A Woman’s Place” on the one-dollar cart outside of The Strand that I would have bought if I hadn’t needed to get something to eat ASAP and was going to come right back for except I had to print my readings and then got distracted by reading about abandoned subway stations on Wikipedia… Well, enjoy it, it’s supposed to be a good book, and it’s pretty famous, so I’m sure I’ll find another copy eventually.
Today in “modernists are awful”: during the thirties, Wallace Stevens met Ernest Hemingway at a party. He proceeded to a) pick a fight wherein b) he punched the latter in the jaw as hard as he could, resulting in c) two broken bones in his own right fist. My love for this story isn’t even a little bit mitigated by knowing that this is exactly what would happen to me if I ever met Hemingway. Of course that’s what happened! Why did you try to physically fight Hemingway, Wallace? What on earth outcome did you imagine that wasn’t completely humiliating for you?
Well, that goes without saying.
Even so, if you want to pick a drunken fight with a modernist you don’t choose Hemingway. Fight Fitzgerald! You could take Fitzgerald! Fight Eliot!
I’ll keep that in mind
Which is less honorable, fighting Fitzgerald or fighting Eliot?
“Live, direct from Paris, this is… JAZZ AGE SMACKDOWN!”