Recently, I have found much entertainment in the work of Mika, a pop singer from some obscure country (by which I mean that he could be considered to be from multiple European locations). Last week he came out with a new CD, which is an absolute masterpiece. I consider myself to have a very eclectic taste in music (ranging from jazz to hip-hop to pop to rock to soundtracks to random stuff that barely passes as music), and
"Theo, I'm really happy for you and imma let you finish..."
Damnit Kanye. But thank you for being polite. Now, as I was saying, having such a taste, I have gone from listening to the new Kid Cudi CD to the new Mika one.
So on that note, a haiku to Mika:
All of Mika's songs
Are paradoxically filled
With pure happiness
I say paradoxically because if you listen to his songs, they are incredibly cynical and/or sad, and yet because of their fast rhythm and cheerful melodies, you would never know. One of Mika's most popular songs, "Grace Kelly" is not one such song, although I felt like linking to it nonetheless (How do you like them apples?). I just felt like sharing a little slice of happiness with my readership. And if you don't like him, well then you can go stuff yourself.
The title of this post is a Mika lyric, which played as I was thinking of a title, and so became my title (no, I am not suggesting that my readers are beggars, so don't think that. I can see you thinking it. I can smell your thoughts.).
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Beauty before Men
So today I figured that it would be fun to share a humorous life story (I know, right? So rare for me). And yes, I can't think of anything else to post, why? And don't worry, I promise that it will lead to a haiku.
So in my medieval romance class yesterday, we were discussing the story of Erec and Enide (By Chretien de Troyes, an interesting story, if you so desire to look it up). Our professor asked up to give our opinions on the character of Erec, so I raise my hand and say that I think that he is a "chauvinistic douchebag." Then, for the rest of the class, people discussed Erec and whether or not he was in fact a douchebag (the chauvinistic part was a given). My professor then proceeded to say that a question on our final will be "is Erec a douchebag?" I am not sure if he was kidding.
But I promised that it would lead to a haiku, so speaking of chauvanism:
The saying "ladies
First" simply exists so that
Men can watch girls' butts
I don't mean to sound cynical of the male gender, or the gentleness that may or may not be expected to be intrinsic of men in American society, but would the phrase "ladies first" be uttered by as many men if women did not have butts? Think about it.
So in my medieval romance class yesterday, we were discussing the story of Erec and Enide (By Chretien de Troyes, an interesting story, if you so desire to look it up). Our professor asked up to give our opinions on the character of Erec, so I raise my hand and say that I think that he is a "chauvinistic douchebag." Then, for the rest of the class, people discussed Erec and whether or not he was in fact a douchebag (the chauvinistic part was a given). My professor then proceeded to say that a question on our final will be "is Erec a douchebag?" I am not sure if he was kidding.
But I promised that it would lead to a haiku, so speaking of chauvanism:
The saying "ladies
First" simply exists so that
Men can watch girls' butts
I don't mean to sound cynical of the male gender, or the gentleness that may or may not be expected to be intrinsic of men in American society, but would the phrase "ladies first" be uttered by as many men if women did not have butts? Think about it.
Friday, September 25, 2009
A Dish Best Served Ithaca
Well, fall is upon us here in Ithaca. Today, the temperature: cold degrees, which is the average temperature here throughout the year. In fact, "Ithaca" is synonymous with "cold" (as suggested in the title). Before it gets too cold, however, I felt it proper to post about a summer subject, in the hopes of maybe bringing back some warm memories.
Chocolate milkshakes
Are much better than revenge
When they are served cold
Now, this doesn't exactly make much sense, and that is intentional. The haiku stems from the saying "revenge is a dish best served cold." I guess the point I'm trying to make is that if you have a desire for revenge (for whatever reason), rather than enacting it, why not drive to your local McDonalds, spend that $2.19, and treat yourself to a medium chocolate milkshake. In the end, it's a much better feeling than having to wash blood from your hands. Plus they say that when you seek revenge you dig two graves (one for the other person and one for yourself). When you seek a milkshake, the only digging you have to do is into your pocket for spare change. I could really go for a milkshake right now, as a matter of fact, in spite of the freezing conditions here.
Chocolate milkshakes
Are much better than revenge
When they are served cold
Now, this doesn't exactly make much sense, and that is intentional. The haiku stems from the saying "revenge is a dish best served cold." I guess the point I'm trying to make is that if you have a desire for revenge (for whatever reason), rather than enacting it, why not drive to your local McDonalds, spend that $2.19, and treat yourself to a medium chocolate milkshake. In the end, it's a much better feeling than having to wash blood from your hands. Plus they say that when you seek revenge you dig two graves (one for the other person and one for yourself). When you seek a milkshake, the only digging you have to do is into your pocket for spare change. I could really go for a milkshake right now, as a matter of fact, in spite of the freezing conditions here.
When in Rome...
So today I have once again decided to comment on the arbitrariness of another figure of speech (yes, I am out of ideas... why do you ask?).
They say that Rome was
Not built in a day. They're right.
It took at least 2.
With this saying, it's not so much about the validity of the statement, but more about the randomness of it. So Rome was not built in a day. Well guess what? Neither was New York. Or Massachusetts. Or England. Or Canada... come to think of it... I can't think of a single empire or place that was built in one day (with the exception of the Soviet Evil Empire, which became an empire when Reagan dubbed it as such). So the question is, why Rome? Sure, it was a great and mighty empire that took a while to gain its power, but so were all of the aforementioned places (with the exception of Canada, which still does not have power).
However, the best part about this saying is that Rome fell after it was built up. Imagine, if you will, that your friend is trying to lose weight and is ready to give up after a week, and you say "hey, Rome wasn't built in a day." If they think about it, their reaction may be "so you're saying that I'm going to spend all of this losing weight, only to gain it all back thanks to attacks from barbarians, lead poisoning, and a poor economy? Thanks for the support...
They say that Rome was
Not built in a day. They're right.
It took at least 2.
With this saying, it's not so much about the validity of the statement, but more about the randomness of it. So Rome was not built in a day. Well guess what? Neither was New York. Or Massachusetts. Or England. Or Canada... come to think of it... I can't think of a single empire or place that was built in one day (with the exception of the Soviet Evil Empire, which became an empire when Reagan dubbed it as such). So the question is, why Rome? Sure, it was a great and mighty empire that took a while to gain its power, but so were all of the aforementioned places (with the exception of Canada, which still does not have power).
However, the best part about this saying is that Rome fell after it was built up. Imagine, if you will, that your friend is trying to lose weight and is ready to give up after a week, and you say "hey, Rome wasn't built in a day." If they think about it, their reaction may be "so you're saying that I'm going to spend all of this losing weight, only to gain it all back thanks to attacks from barbarians, lead poisoning, and a poor economy? Thanks for the support...
Thursday, September 24, 2009
To be or not to be... that is not a question
Arguably, the most renowned play in existence is Shakespeare's Hamlet. The play is known for not only its merit (which is great), but also for a number of famous lines from it. The most famous perhaps is to be the subject of today's haiku:
To be or not to
Be would be more a question
With a question mark
There are several existing misconceptions about this scene, and please excuse me for rambling if I do so, but I get very irritated when people misinterpret texts that are over 400 years old (which rarely ever happens). First of all, "to be or not to be" is not a formal question. If you put a question mark at the end, making it "to be or not to be?" that would be a question. Seriously Shakespeare, learn English (Although it is a known fact that William would bomb his SATs.... "no, Collegeboard, I swear, that IS a word.. no I did not make it up.... well.... maybe a little."). Secondly, the "To be or not to be" monologue was NOT done with a skull. The skull was from a later scene (the "Alas, poor Yorick" one to be precise) and a different monologue. The skull being used in that scene originated in Mel Gibson's version (and we should all know by now that Gibson NEVER fabricates information for the purpose of a quality film...).
Thirdly is perhaps the greatest misconception, although it is really an argument rather than a misconception. There are two interpretations of Hamlet's line "to be or not to be." The first is the most widely accepted one which is "to live or to die." However Hamlet earlier states that he would never kill himself as it is an offense to God. The second is "to act or not to act." This one makes significantly more sense, considering that the issue Simba faces through the entire play is not whether to kill himself, but rather whether or not to kill Scar... I mean Claudius.
Wow I'm rambling... I did warn you though... This post does not pass for being funny enough. I shall give you one more haiku to compensate, and promise you that tomorrow's post will be back to the same old hilarities.
Shakespeare alteréd
Words t'adjust syllables for
His own needs. Me too.
(pretend that the accent up there is backwards)
To be or not to
Be would be more a question
With a question mark
There are several existing misconceptions about this scene, and please excuse me for rambling if I do so, but I get very irritated when people misinterpret texts that are over 400 years old (which rarely ever happens). First of all, "to be or not to be" is not a formal question. If you put a question mark at the end, making it "to be or not to be?" that would be a question. Seriously Shakespeare, learn English (Although it is a known fact that William would bomb his SATs.... "no, Collegeboard, I swear, that IS a word.. no I did not make it up.... well.... maybe a little."). Secondly, the "To be or not to be" monologue was NOT done with a skull. The skull was from a later scene (the "Alas, poor Yorick" one to be precise) and a different monologue. The skull being used in that scene originated in Mel Gibson's version (and we should all know by now that Gibson NEVER fabricates information for the purpose of a quality film...).
Thirdly is perhaps the greatest misconception, although it is really an argument rather than a misconception. There are two interpretations of Hamlet's line "to be or not to be." The first is the most widely accepted one which is "to live or to die." However Hamlet earlier states that he would never kill himself as it is an offense to God. The second is "to act or not to act." This one makes significantly more sense, considering that the issue Simba faces through the entire play is not whether to kill himself, but rather whether or not to kill Scar... I mean Claudius.
Wow I'm rambling... I did warn you though... This post does not pass for being funny enough. I shall give you one more haiku to compensate, and promise you that tomorrow's post will be back to the same old hilarities.
Shakespeare alteréd
Words t'adjust syllables for
His own needs. Me too.
(pretend that the accent up there is backwards)
"Georgia's always on my my my my my my my my my mind "
Where to start, where to start. So many things to talk about... only so much time in which to procrastinate before I do some more work....
Well let me take a look at the news (this is where I pretend to actually look at the news).... hmm, it seems that there is quite horrible flooding in Georgia. This is really not a topic to be laughing at (unless you happen to be laughing at the fact that Atlanta is underwater.... which is really not funny, and if you are laughing then you are a horrible human being... hehe Atlantis, Atlanta- get it?). But anywho, the fact that this flood has, per say, invaded Georgia has gotten me thinking...
Places named Georgia
Seem to have really bad luck
With floods of some sort
If you did not catch the other Georgia, I am referring to when the flood of Russian troops invaded Georgia over the summer (Seriously Russia? In the 21st century nations do not invade other nations... did you not get the memo? I left it on your desk right next to the Polonium safety guidelines (if you don't get the context of this joke, look it up- it's quite clever).
So first we have one Georgia's misfortune of being flooded by Russians, and now the other Georgia's misfortune of being flooded by.... floods. It's just a bad time to be a place named Georgia. My condolences go out to the families of those lost in either Georgia's floods.
Well that ended up a little more serious than I had initially intended it to be. But I suppose it's hard to joke about something so current... too soon I guess is the expression (although I have a friend from Georgia, so it's alright). It's ok to joke about Katrina though. I give permission.
Well let me take a look at the news (this is where I pretend to actually look at the news).... hmm, it seems that there is quite horrible flooding in Georgia. This is really not a topic to be laughing at (unless you happen to be laughing at the fact that Atlanta is underwater.... which is really not funny, and if you are laughing then you are a horrible human being... hehe Atlantis, Atlanta- get it?). But anywho, the fact that this flood has, per say, invaded Georgia has gotten me thinking...
Places named Georgia
Seem to have really bad luck
With floods of some sort
If you did not catch the other Georgia, I am referring to when the flood of Russian troops invaded Georgia over the summer (Seriously Russia? In the 21st century nations do not invade other nations... did you not get the memo? I left it on your desk right next to the Polonium safety guidelines (if you don't get the context of this joke, look it up- it's quite clever).
So first we have one Georgia's misfortune of being flooded by Russians, and now the other Georgia's misfortune of being flooded by.... floods. It's just a bad time to be a place named Georgia. My condolences go out to the families of those lost in either Georgia's floods.
Well that ended up a little more serious than I had initially intended it to be. But I suppose it's hard to joke about something so current... too soon I guess is the expression (although I have a friend from Georgia, so it's alright). It's ok to joke about Katrina though. I give permission.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Straight From the Horse's Ass
Contrary to what the title may suggest, this post is far from BS. I am currently writing this almost 2 hours before posting it! The title is actually meant to suggest the arbitrariness (who would've thought that word would pass with spellcheck) of many age-old sayings (sort of like the Hey, Where's the Cream Filling? post or the When Pigs Fly post, only not at all). So here goes:
What is it with the
Obsession sayings have with
Horse orthodontics
I mean, between "straight from the horse's mouth" and "don't look a gift horse in the mouth," it seems like overkill overall. It would be like taking all sorts of various sayings and making more sayings with that subject (for instance "don't take a sledgehammer to thin ice you happen to be standing on" or "make sure the stove is on before you try to watch the pot boil"). It seems silly. Especially since it's so old that the source is pretty much irrelevant. It would be like saying "Beware the Greeks bearing gifts." Now that saying would just come off as racist. And yes, that was once a saying.
You can really say "beggars can't be choosers" instead of the gift horse one now... for the other one though, nowadays coming straight from the horse's mouth is about as significant as coming from the horse's ass...
What is it with the
Obsession sayings have with
Horse orthodontics
I mean, between "straight from the horse's mouth" and "don't look a gift horse in the mouth," it seems like overkill overall. It would be like taking all sorts of various sayings and making more sayings with that subject (for instance "don't take a sledgehammer to thin ice you happen to be standing on" or "make sure the stove is on before you try to watch the pot boil"). It seems silly. Especially since it's so old that the source is pretty much irrelevant. It would be like saying "Beware the Greeks bearing gifts." Now that saying would just come off as racist. And yes, that was once a saying.
You can really say "beggars can't be choosers" instead of the gift horse one now... for the other one though, nowadays coming straight from the horse's mouth is about as significant as coming from the horse's ass...
For This is The Meaning of Life
So I would assume that all of you have been waiting with bated breath for this post, ever since that teaser trailer I released for the haiku. So here is the post. Prepare yourself, for the most epic post you will ever find on my blog (for today, at least... unless my afternoon post happens to be really good). This haiku is about a much-philosophized about issue, and is my take on it. You see, I follow life with a relatively simple view, as you will see with my haiku:
The meaning of life
Cannot possibly fit in
One little haiku
This is of course, a debatable stance. One might beg to dinner and say that the meaning of life is reproduction or 42 (which is actually the answer, I am sorry to disappoint). However, these are too small to fit, and too big to fit in the above haiku, which, as you can ascertain, has the proper number of syllables. So with that in mind, I came to conclude that the above haiku is not false, and is, on the other hand, quite true, even for someone with an incredibly simple manner of speaking. Or it might be possible in another language. Who knows.
This post is not nearly as epic or mind-blowing as I intended. So to compensate I will provide you with the following original short story. And by short story, I do mean a 6-word short story. I would never write a full short story. Don't be preposterous, for I am certainly not doing that for a class right now.
The sound of silence woke me
Yeh, wrap your mind around that one! (I will make up these posts to you in the afternoon, trust me).
The meaning of life
Cannot possibly fit in
One little haiku
This is of course, a debatable stance. One might beg to dinner and say that the meaning of life is reproduction or 42 (which is actually the answer, I am sorry to disappoint). However, these are too small to fit, and too big to fit in the above haiku, which, as you can ascertain, has the proper number of syllables. So with that in mind, I came to conclude that the above haiku is not false, and is, on the other hand, quite true, even for someone with an incredibly simple manner of speaking. Or it might be possible in another language. Who knows.
This post is not nearly as epic or mind-blowing as I intended. So to compensate I will provide you with the following original short story. And by short story, I do mean a 6-word short story. I would never write a full short story. Don't be preposterous, for I am certainly not doing that for a class right now.
The sound of silence woke me
Yeh, wrap your mind around that one! (I will make up these posts to you in the afternoon, trust me).
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Rhyming, Ramblings, and Road Runners
I've spent much of today working on my freshman writing seminar paper about Bob Dylan's song "With God on our Side." I had a little trouble getting started, but the first draft made me feel pride. One thing I discussed in this paper was Dylan's rhyming pattern, or at least I tried. Which brings me to the age-old topic of rhyming, now let me be your guide.
First off, let me answer a couple of frequently asked questions. Aren't poems supposed to rhyme? Aren't haikus a type of poem? And what's that random little area below your nose and above your lip?
Poems don't have to rhyme. Yes, it is true that rhyming makes them easier to read, and oftentimes more fun, but some of the greatest poets of all time did not use rhyme (for instance, William Carlos Williams and.... that's all I've got). And yes haikus are poetry. And I have no idea what that area is called, although at one point I did know.
So here's the best way to explain rhyming in haiku, as I see it:
Haikus need not rhyme
The beauty is in the lines
Though rhyme's fine sometimes
So as you can see, here is an example of a normal haiku without a rhyme pattern. See, the problem with having rhyming is that it divides the lines of the haiku into three separate entities, making each line stand alone rather than flowing together as one. It's a nice effect in some instances, but makes the haiku harder to write and is oftentimes debilitating for the poem.
This post is much lacking silliness, so I have decided to augment it with some random haikus that have nothing to do with rhyming, poetry, haikus, or anything else in this post.
You ever wonder
What life would be like without
Plastic coat hangers?
Frank Gehry's buildings
Are really innovative,
But what about rain?
Haikus are always
Five-seven-five syllables:
This is no exception
Verbal polka dots
Really make much more sense than
Mental polka dots
(This one was a commission. Don't question its nonsensicalness)
Alliteration
Always acts as an able,
Apt augmentation
That any better?..... No, I suppose not really. Oh well, I apologize. I shall make it up to you in tomorrow morning's post. Tell you what.... to show that I'm not kidding, I will give you a little teaser trailer of Wednesday's haiku:
The
First off, let me answer a couple of frequently asked questions. Aren't poems supposed to rhyme? Aren't haikus a type of poem? And what's that random little area below your nose and above your lip?
Poems don't have to rhyme. Yes, it is true that rhyming makes them easier to read, and oftentimes more fun, but some of the greatest poets of all time did not use rhyme (for instance, William Carlos Williams and.... that's all I've got). And yes haikus are poetry. And I have no idea what that area is called, although at one point I did know.
So here's the best way to explain rhyming in haiku, as I see it:
Haikus need not rhyme
The beauty is in the lines
Though rhyme's fine sometimes
So as you can see, here is an example of a normal haiku without a rhyme pattern. See, the problem with having rhyming is that it divides the lines of the haiku into three separate entities, making each line stand alone rather than flowing together as one. It's a nice effect in some instances, but makes the haiku harder to write and is oftentimes debilitating for the poem.
This post is much lacking silliness, so I have decided to augment it with some random haikus that have nothing to do with rhyming, poetry, haikus, or anything else in this post.
You ever wonder
What life would be like without
Plastic coat hangers?
Frank Gehry's buildings
Are really innovative,
But what about rain?
Haikus are always
Five-seven-five syllables:
This is no exception
Verbal polka dots
Really make much more sense than
Mental polka dots
(This one was a commission. Don't question its nonsensicalness)
Alliteration
Always acts as an able,
Apt augmentation
That any better?..... No, I suppose not really. Oh well, I apologize. I shall make it up to you in tomorrow morning's post. Tell you what.... to show that I'm not kidding, I will give you a little teaser trailer of Wednesday's haiku:
The
The Organic Haiku
So last night was Bo Burnham. He was absolutely hilarious and amazing and creative, and all the while offensive. At one point, he had haikus. These were pure genius. However, I noticed something:
Bo Burnham writes great
Haikus but he cheats on syl-
Lables, just like that.
I noticed that many of his haikus would have hyphenated words, so they weren't pure (or organic, as you will). However, it really doesn't matter when performing since I feel like I was probably one of the only audience members to notice this. But for that matter, I have decided to write a haiku with hyphens for today, which makes writing a haiku significantly easier.
I am proud to say
That this haiku was not test-
Ed on animals
See, easy. Now to talk about that haiku. You see all sorts of products these days that are tested on animals (pigs with lipstick anyone?) and on the other side of things, you see tons of organic products and such that are not tested on animals, even if it's a little unnecessary (high heels for sale! Not tested on animals!.... this is of course debatable depending on how you view models). So that being said, I am very proud to say that this specific (organic) haiku was not tested on animals (I cannot vouch for that claim for all of my other haikus). This fact shows you how environmentally friendly I am, and how deathly afraid I am of interacting with the farm animals we have here at Cornell (the squirrels always run away). All the more reason that you should be happy sending me your money (that is assuming that you are, in fact, sending me checks in the mail).
Bo Burnham writes great
Haikus but he cheats on syl-
Lables, just like that.
I noticed that many of his haikus would have hyphenated words, so they weren't pure (or organic, as you will). However, it really doesn't matter when performing since I feel like I was probably one of the only audience members to notice this. But for that matter, I have decided to write a haiku with hyphens for today, which makes writing a haiku significantly easier.
I am proud to say
That this haiku was not test-
Ed on animals
See, easy. Now to talk about that haiku. You see all sorts of products these days that are tested on animals (pigs with lipstick anyone?) and on the other side of things, you see tons of organic products and such that are not tested on animals, even if it's a little unnecessary (high heels for sale! Not tested on animals!.... this is of course debatable depending on how you view models). So that being said, I am very proud to say that this specific (organic) haiku was not tested on animals (I cannot vouch for that claim for all of my other haikus). This fact shows you how environmentally friendly I am, and how deathly afraid I am of interacting with the farm animals we have here at Cornell (the squirrels always run away). All the more reason that you should be happy sending me your money (that is assuming that you are, in fact, sending me checks in the mail).
Monday, September 21, 2009
Imagination
When this post is posted, I will be working the Bo Burnham show. As I write it, I am preparing to run out the door so please excuse the curtness of it.
Imagination
Is what I forgot to put
Into this haiku
I had the idea to put the word "imagination" into a haiku... but couldn't think of anything, so this was the result. I know it's not quite as imaginative as zombies, vampires, or well-rested college students, but I personally think it's rather clever for being winged.
Fin.
Imagination
Is what I forgot to put
Into this haiku
I had the idea to put the word "imagination" into a haiku... but couldn't think of anything, so this was the result. I know it's not quite as imaginative as zombies, vampires, or well-rested college students, but I personally think it's rather clever for being winged.
Fin.
Brainssssssssss
Yesterday's post got me thinking about the off-chance of a zombie apocalypse. Here's what I ended up concluding:
If zombies eat brains,
Ivy League institutions
Will be first to go
I mean in all of the Ivies (and many other colleges, or course), you have a ton of smart students crammed into a small area. At Cornell especially, where we have like 16,000,000 people or so on our relatively large campus. It would be the perfect area for a zombie infestation.
With that thought in mind, I have taken to setting a bear trap in case Kanye returns, seeing as he is the greatest zombie fighter, OF ALL TIME. Problem is it would disable 1 of his limbs... maybe I'll just use a stun gun or something. Think I could Sarah Palin's ex-brother-in-law to help? Or does he just taze minors
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a sociology exam to go off to, while *yoink*
"Theo I'm really happy for you and imma let you brraaaaaaaiiiiinnnnnnnnssssss brainnnnssssss brrrraaaaaaaiiiiiiiinnnnnnnsssssssss. OF ALL TIME"
Nooooo, Kanye! Well, at least the bear-trap got him. I now have his love of brains locked down (haha, get it... love lockdown? Clever, right?). Wow, this is all getting far too silly.
In other news, the Emmies happened. They failed at choosing Flight of the Conchords.
If zombies eat brains,
Ivy League institutions
Will be first to go
I mean in all of the Ivies (and many other colleges, or course), you have a ton of smart students crammed into a small area. At Cornell especially, where we have like 16,000,000 people or so on our relatively large campus. It would be the perfect area for a zombie infestation.
With that thought in mind, I have taken to setting a bear trap in case Kanye returns, seeing as he is the greatest zombie fighter, OF ALL TIME. Problem is it would disable 1 of his limbs... maybe I'll just use a stun gun or something. Think I could Sarah Palin's ex-brother-in-law to help? Or does he just taze minors
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a sociology exam to go off to, while *yoink*
"Theo I'm really happy for you and imma let you brraaaaaaaiiiiinnnnnnnnssssss brainnnnssssss brrrraaaaaaaiiiiiiiinnnnnnnsssssssss. OF ALL TIME"
Nooooo, Kanye! Well, at least the bear-trap got him. I now have his love of brains locked down (haha, get it... love lockdown? Clever, right?). Wow, this is all getting far too silly.
In other news, the Emmies happened. They failed at choosing Flight of the Conchords.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Avoiding Sociology
Now, as I am in the middle of studying for my first Soc. exam, would be an ideal time for me to post one of my various haikus pertaining to sociology. However, I have decided to post something completely unrelated (even though everything is somehow related) to sociology (put that in your pipe and smoke it, Comte!).
[Deliberating]
I have, in fact, decided to choose a random haiku quite related to sociology depending on how you look at it.
Let me just say that
If zombies burst through my door
I would be prepared
Jack Thompson may call video games the devil, and the source of all evil in this world, but when he is the first to go in the zombie apocalypse the joke will be on him! While I do not have a shotgun or salt (that one's for you Mariah) in my possession here in Dickson, I feel like I would be adequately prepared merely from my massive amount of experience in the video game department. Also, the layout of Dickson is such that it would be tricky for the zombies to get here in the first place (plus everyone knows that they would go after the new dorms first... more doubles make for a 2-for-1 deal). Now, this is of course an incredibly unlikely event and- *yoink*
"Theo, I'm really happy for you and imma let you finish, but I am one of the best zombie fighters of all time. OF ALL TIME"
We all knew that was coming. Of course, it was a little later then could be expected, but the element of surprise comes in handy, and this was about as random as Kayne West's interruption, albeit not quite as jackass-y (that was off the record). This interweb meme will be around for a while methinks. And seriously, I think we all know that Taylor Swift would be an early target of the zombie infestation. And let's face the facts: If she becomes a zombie, Kanye is going down, regardless of how good a zombie fighter he is.
[Deliberating]
I have, in fact, decided to choose a random haiku quite related to sociology depending on how you look at it.
Let me just say that
If zombies burst through my door
I would be prepared
Jack Thompson may call video games the devil, and the source of all evil in this world, but when he is the first to go in the zombie apocalypse the joke will be on him! While I do not have a shotgun or salt (that one's for you Mariah) in my possession here in Dickson, I feel like I would be adequately prepared merely from my massive amount of experience in the video game department. Also, the layout of Dickson is such that it would be tricky for the zombies to get here in the first place (plus everyone knows that they would go after the new dorms first... more doubles make for a 2-for-1 deal). Now, this is of course an incredibly unlikely event and- *yoink*
"Theo, I'm really happy for you and imma let you finish, but I am one of the best zombie fighters of all time. OF ALL TIME"
We all knew that was coming. Of course, it was a little later then could be expected, but the element of surprise comes in handy, and this was about as random as Kayne West's interruption, albeit not quite as jackass-y (that was off the record). This interweb meme will be around for a while methinks. And seriously, I think we all know that Taylor Swift would be an early target of the zombie infestation. And let's face the facts: If she becomes a zombie, Kanye is going down, regardless of how good a zombie fighter he is.
More talk about the weather
Sorry to the two of you who check the blog enough to notice for failing to post yesterday night and this morning. I went to a 1920s themed event last night (which was full of people who liked like they were reliving their youths), and got back rather sleepy later (after watching the Lion King, of course). Then this morning I went to a nice brunch at Ithaca's own Carriage House (an amazing little cafe in college town.... delicious, organic-ish, affordable, and very aesthetically pleasing) and only returned recently (then threw laundry in, as it is once again laundry day). When at brunch though, I decided to order something truly signifying my acceptance of Ithaca weather (talked about in my earlier post).
Hot chocolate's a
Good way to shelter oneself
From Ithaca's cold
Even though it is not especially cold today, I felt it was a fine occasion to get hot chocolate, and as such, ordered it (fail sentence). I think hot cocoa will really be my refuge during the 6 month Ithaca winter.
Hot chocolate's a
Good way to shelter oneself
From Ithaca's cold
Even though it is not especially cold today, I felt it was a fine occasion to get hot chocolate, and as such, ordered it (fail sentence). I think hot cocoa will really be my refuge during the 6 month Ithaca winter.
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