Saturday, February 13, 2010

O Canadia

It's Saturday! And I'm spending the day writing my research paper! Woooooo!

The Olympics opened last night! I'm a huge fan of the Olympics. It's always fun to watch the winter ones while curled up with a cup of hot cocoa. And the results are always so surprising. I mean, I never can guess who will win the most medals (that was sarcasm).

What I love about the Olympics is the sense of internationalism. It's the one time we ever hear about African countries (who cares about starvation when you have national sports competitions!) and various tiny countries no one cares about such as Andorra, France or Britain. But most importantly, it gives the opportunity for one of the most secretive countries to validate its existence.

Olympics are the
One chance Canada gets to
Prove its existence


Really. We never hear about Canada. Why? Because no one cares about them! They're a peace-loving, French-speaking country, which we simply can't associate ourselves with. It's like having the Flanders right next door in "The Simpsons." But finally, when The Olympics come round, Canada finally gets to take advantage of the fact that it is always under 3 feet of snow. Of course, we're still going to own them.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Groovy, Man.

It's Friday! And you know what this weekend is?! If you guessed Valentine's Day, you're right. But if you guessed the Furthur concert, you're more right! This Sunday is the Grateful Dead's return to Barton Hall, and it will be epic. The show is sold out, and 75% of the tickets went to the general public. If you're not great at math, that means we can expect a few thousand deadhead hippies, at least.

Apparently, the amount of police officers and security personnel at this concert will be more than pretty much ever. They're really worried about it.

It's funny how more
Security is needed
For older people


Really. Most of these people are probably going to be in their 50s and 60s. And so, of course, this means that the cops need to step up their game. They will be patrolling parking lots to stop old hippies from dealing any arthritis medications or other illicit substances. They will be in front of the stage, to make sure none of the deadheads get hernias while trying to jump the stage. They will be at the door, to make sure that all of the guests are fully clothed upon entering. And they will make sure that no one does anything remarkably stupid and/or reminiscent of the '77 Grateful Dead concert here (which resulted in the maximum capacity of Barton Hall being cut in half from 10,000 to 5,000). In any case, these middle-aged hooligans are a major threat, and the campus police are taking them very serious with multiple safety warnings and making sure they have enough officers on the job.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Litterererers

Last night as I picked up someone else's litter, I realized something.

Imagine if the
Police had enough funding
To charge all rebels.


And by rebels I mean law-breakers. Think about it. Rather than just doing all of the big things, what if they had a homicide-level force for everything?

"Look, litter! Quick, let's dust it for fingerprints and track down our perpetrator"

There could be a whole "CSI: New York Litterers" show. Think about how clean and shiny the world would be if that were the case. Perhaps my favorite situation would be:

"Excuse me sir, my measurements tell me that you are 22 feet away from the building. The sign says 25. I'm going to have to write you a ticket and take you down to the station for questioning."

Although, I suppose it if the police force had this type of funding, it would be a bit ridiculous.

"You there, did you drop this bottle?"
"No officer, I didn't"
"OBSTRUCTION OF JUSTICE. You're under arrest"

They could easily abuse their power. Also, they could just sit by crosswalks and ticket every car that doesn't give the pedestrian the right of way, since it is technically an offense.

This post has weird spacing. The next one won't be so strange.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

It's Snowing, It's Snowing!

It's snowing out today! And I learned that just because it's "beautiful" outside doesn't mean that it's also "nice" outside. Apparently this blizzard is that huge one that was supposed to hit, which is weird, since it doesn't seem abnormal.

Some of my friends were hoping for a snow day, something that I found rather ridiculous. It's not just the fact that it's college, and we can walk places- it's the fact that it's Ithaca.

To have a snow day
In Ithaca would be like
A North Pole snow day


I mean really. We're in Ithaca. What do you expect? Snow such as this isn't strange. It's perfectly usual. I personally will never expect a snow day (unless we have 3 feet of snow or so), and if one happens to hit it will be certainly serendipitous. And besides, a snow day at college means very little. You still have to do all of your reading and such, and class really is not much of a burden to go to (it's the work that kills you). So, unless there's a snow storm that goes indoors, it shouldn't be much of an issue.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Road Rage

Hello. I, the decider, have decided to make the executive decision to decidedly shorten my posts. Why? So I can cut out all of the stuff that no one cares about. And make it funnier overall. And I'm already rambling on.

You know what I've realized during my time here?

Whoever said that
Boston drivers suck has not
Been to Ithaca


I've heard all my life that Boston drivers are horrible, that they honk and are violent, and will throw red shells at you. The truth, however, is that Boston drivers are not all that bad. They will often let you merge, and are successfully able to complete a bottleneck without any honking (that's when traffic is funneled, it isn't some cool trick involving a halfpipe). Ithaca drivers, on the other hand, seem to be straight out of GTA. If you think that crosswalks hold any bearing in Ithaca, you won't last long here at all. It probably has to do with all of the waiting that they have to do for the 20,000 students to cross the street. Which begs the question: why drive a car on Cornell's campus anyway? That is all. Now, I'll go to class and try not to get run over.

Monday, February 8, 2010

10 Things I Hate About Football

Yesterday was the Superbowl, not that I really cared (the Saints won though! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!). I didn't even watch it, although I peaked in on the common room at a few points, and saw the final couple of minutes, as well as the halftime show (which was decidedly inepic (unepic?)). I'm not a huge fan of football. That's not to say that I don't enjoy watching the Patriots go undefeated (and then blow it), or that I don't hate it when they suck. I have plenty of team spirit, it's just not my favorite sport. Why's that, you ask? Well, I know that football is supposed to be very action packed, but truth be told? It's not.


It's like romantic
Comedies: Lots of drama
And little action


A recent study found that the average football game has 11 minutes of action. The rest of it? People standing around, sticking their hands between another grown man's legs; judges arguing with coaches; replays; and commercials. Come to think of it, football is the perfect television event for commercials.

This is how it goes usually:
"Alright, let's watch this game... wow, what a great kick. Oh, commercials." Imagine if baseball were more like football: "And there's the pitch. Strike! Commercial break!"

I mean really, no wonder the Superbowl is known for commercials, that's all the game is. They should replace all of the standing around with commercials. People would probably like that more.

In any case, I still enjoy the occasional football game, but I'll never think it the most enjoyable sport to watch (although I do enjoy the pig-piles).

Source: http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748704281204575002852055561406.html

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Time Can't Fly with Textbooks Attached to it.

They usually say "time flies when you're having fun." I'd say that this is true, but there are some other things people don't think of. For instance, "time flies when you're getting old" or "time flies when you build a time machine and travel into the future." The former of those is what I'm going to focus on.

Apparently, the older a person gets, the faster it would seem that time flies (mainly because individual moments become less and less memorable). However, I realized the other day- time flies at college. I was writing the date, and I saw that today is February. What happened to January? What happened to 2009? It vanished. College just goes by in a flash, which I guess is why I need to enjoy my time here.

Now that time seems to be flying by, I thought of something:

Nothing makes you feel
Older than realizing that
Time is flying by

I mean, really- I'm only 19, and yet I feel like I'm speeding through life. With that, I've decided to try to capture moments better, and I urge you to do the same. Or, if you want- spend more time doing really, really boring stuff and it will feel like time is going more slowly.

Here's an article about it: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=122322542


That is all.