Midweek magic
Oct. 12th, 2006 12:18 amToday was a good day. Class was okay, I finished my weekly assignments, basically, and got started on one of my projects. I'll need someone(s) to bring me up to speed on proper HTML conventions and markup eventually, since to avoid having to write a 20-page paper, I have to build a website (I still have to write a 10-page paper, though). Anyway, even though the volleyball game was a bust (we lost three close games, and the officials needed eye examinations tonight...), I did get to shake the hand of the men's basketball coach when I was bold enough to ask him to come up to the student cheering section and cheer with us. He declined (boo), but I suppose we demonstrated both our rabid fan-ness and our generally polite demeanor (sort of. We're insulting, but we try to be creative at it.) to him. He said that he was a bit "shy". I don't quite think that was the word he was looking for. Yet he's got a student group of his own to support... ah, well.
There were more problems with connectivity tonight - that's three or four times in the last week. I'm beginning to suspect that the router is suspect, but I can't actually confirm that because the router is password-protected, and the person whose router it is guards said password jealously. Suffice it to say, soft resets have been a workaround. Hard resets have been thought of, but not implemented yet. If quality continues to be a problem, and the router can be confirmed as the source, then perhaps there will be resets and reconfigurations. Will probably take a straw poll of the house at some point and see if everyone else is having problems, or it's just me. I do know that at least one other housemate has had difficulties. So maybe if we all gang up...
In the link category, [Worms]Stu-pid.[/Worms] Namely, decorated art teacher fired after fifth graders see nude sculpture. After the parents had signed permission slips to go to the museum. And after, apparently, the principal had suggested a trip to the art museum. But ohnoes, the kiddies saw nudity! The teacher's at fault for not making sure all the nude statues were draped!
(And then, according to
greyweirdo, if you look, it's more a matter of bad planning and poor execution than matters of boobs. So no frothing rants from anyone, I suppose.)
Something slightly less udderly ridiculous - cow print triple-nipple baby bottle. Similarly strange things from The Smoking Gun, which has apparently put out a book, "The Dog Called 911", available at growabrain, which lists lots of things.
Bullies for hire. A service for parents who want to make sure their children don't have any independent ideas. Although with the approval ratings falling to a new low, perhaps such a service will be of use to those who feel oppressed. Kim Jong-Il seems to think that he should qualify as a bully for hire, claiming to go to war if it gets sanctions. We've also found the preferred drink of G.W. Bush.
In the "everything old is new again", honey is healing ulcers. Even the kind that would need amputation otherwise. Ancient Sumerian cure for the win. Speaking of temporal matters, a Mexican pyramid is the site of a transmitted time capsule. In the somewhat embarrassing side, one letter left off turns the public... well, something else. What I find interesting is that even when it's pointed out or noticed, people still refuse to see it. One would think there would be a lot more Beavis-style laughs.
Something we wish wasn't necessary, but we applaud that it's happening - Jim Henson puppets inform Afghan children about the dangers of minefields.
Putting up two things next to each other. They're not meant for comparison, even though they are in proximity. Mostly because I think one of them deserves serious thought, and one does not. The one I like, as
lordmork also mentioned, is 10 things that liberals today are. The one I find useless is How to argue like a liberal, written from the viewpoint of someone who thinks that all liberals believe themselves inescapably correct, smug, and superior.
Anyway, that's the end of things. I think I'll finish watching Blues Brothers 2000, and then go to bed.
There were more problems with connectivity tonight - that's three or four times in the last week. I'm beginning to suspect that the router is suspect, but I can't actually confirm that because the router is password-protected, and the person whose router it is guards said password jealously. Suffice it to say, soft resets have been a workaround. Hard resets have been thought of, but not implemented yet. If quality continues to be a problem, and the router can be confirmed as the source, then perhaps there will be resets and reconfigurations. Will probably take a straw poll of the house at some point and see if everyone else is having problems, or it's just me. I do know that at least one other housemate has had difficulties. So maybe if we all gang up...
In the link category, [Worms]Stu-pid.[/Worms] Namely, decorated art teacher fired after fifth graders see nude sculpture. After the parents had signed permission slips to go to the museum. And after, apparently, the principal had suggested a trip to the art museum. But ohnoes, the kiddies saw nudity! The teacher's at fault for not making sure all the nude statues were draped!
(And then, according to
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Something slightly less udderly ridiculous - cow print triple-nipple baby bottle. Similarly strange things from The Smoking Gun, which has apparently put out a book, "The Dog Called 911", available at growabrain, which lists lots of things.
Bullies for hire. A service for parents who want to make sure their children don't have any independent ideas. Although with the approval ratings falling to a new low, perhaps such a service will be of use to those who feel oppressed. Kim Jong-Il seems to think that he should qualify as a bully for hire, claiming to go to war if it gets sanctions. We've also found the preferred drink of G.W. Bush.
In the "everything old is new again", honey is healing ulcers. Even the kind that would need amputation otherwise. Ancient Sumerian cure for the win. Speaking of temporal matters, a Mexican pyramid is the site of a transmitted time capsule. In the somewhat embarrassing side, one letter left off turns the public... well, something else. What I find interesting is that even when it's pointed out or noticed, people still refuse to see it. One would think there would be a lot more Beavis-style laughs.
Something we wish wasn't necessary, but we applaud that it's happening - Jim Henson puppets inform Afghan children about the dangers of minefields.
Putting up two things next to each other. They're not meant for comparison, even though they are in proximity. Mostly because I think one of them deserves serious thought, and one does not. The one I like, as
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Anyway, that's the end of things. I think I'll finish watching Blues Brothers 2000, and then go to bed.