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Monday, September 15, 2008

This Place Is a Ghost Town

I'm moving my blog over to wordpress. Xanga is dead; nobody really updates much anymore, and all of you guys are friends with me on facebook anyway, and my notes there are automatically imported there anyway. So what's the point of keeping this site? I can't see one.

I'll still read all your entries and make a few comments now and then, but this is the last new entry for this site. You can find my new blog at http://studymodel.wordpress.com or you can just read my notes on facebook.

Thanks for stopping by every now and then. It meant a lot to me. You're all such dear friends, and I hope we can keep in contact online or in person.


Saturday, September 13, 2008

Who Wants Their Baby Daughter to Look Stupid?

If you're thinking of putting your baby daughter in a pair of these high-heeled baby crib shoes (http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/26673132/?GT1=43001) then you deserve to have your child taken away from you.

Not because it's cruel, or child abuse, or anything like that. Rather, it's because it makes your baby, and by extension you since you dressed them, look like an idiot.

In the article the inventor is quoted as saying something along the lines of "I thought high-heeled shoes on a baby would be hilarious!"

She thought wrong. I mean... oversized high-heeled shoes on a baby in a crib? That's what passes for hilarious these days? The rule goes like this: it's only funny to see oversized high-heeled shoes on a baby if they're the mom's shoes so they're really oversized. That's always funny.

If you buy these for your baby daughter you're dumb.


Thursday, September 11, 2008

My alarm went off and I got out of bed and went to take a shower. As I left the room my roommate, who was already awake, told me a plane had hit one of the World Trade Center towers. I remember thinking how crazy that was, that someone accidentally hit a building that big. When I got out of the shower and walked back into the room my roommate told me another plane had hit the other tower. He had the news turned on so we watched and saw that a third plane had hit the Pentagon. I knew something was going on, but I didn't know what, and I went to my 9:30 class. On the way I saw one of my friends on the sidewalk and asked her if she heard what happened. She said no, she had just gotten out of a class, and when I told her she didn't believe me.

When I got to my class everyone was talking about it. The teacher wasn't there so we pulled up cnn.com on the computer attached to the projector board. We spent about twenty minutes getting as much information as we could, and then when we realized class was canceled we all went over to the basement of the Student Center, where all the TVs were. I remember the room was filling up quickly as people who had classes came there instead of going back to their rooms. Maybe something about being around people we loved at that moment made us all go to a common place. I sat on one of the pool tables and watched the TV along with a hundred other people.

I remember how we were all for going after the people who attacked us. And how in the next few weeks and months, Americans showed their best and worst sides. I remember how people banded together to help, how stories of heroic acts started coming out, and how my school sent a group of students to New York City over fall break to help any way they could. I also remember how anyone with brown skin became persecuted, and how if you didn't have a bumper sticker on your truck you weren't patriotic. How if you ever said anything bad about the country you were a terrible person. But I remember more the love that people on my campus and across the nation showed for each other during that awful time.

And that's something I'm trying to remember now. Love each other. Get to know people from other countries before you judge them. Realize that our differences, maybe especially apparent during this election cycle, are not as important as the things we have in common. Freedom, an ability to learn and think for ourselves, the ability to question our government when it needs to be questioned, and the ability to love the hell out of our country when it deserves to be loved. Like it does today.


Monday, September 08, 2008

On the Verge of a New Frontier

We're about to either start discovering some really interesting things about the universe or we're all going to die because the earth is instantly sucked in on itself. Either way, I'm excited:

http://www.cnn.com/2008/TECH/09/08/lhc.collider/index.html

Hopefully we don't all die on Wednesday. If we do, though, I wouldn't have to do my structures homework, and that would be nice. There's always a silver lining.





Thursday, September 04, 2008

Looks like I wasn't the only one put off by the Republicans last night:

http://thecorner.typepad.com/bc/2008/09/culture-war-dra.html

If you watched the speeches, apparently the Republicans are now the party of open mockery, sarcasm, country music, and shouting "USA!USA!" as a way to put down the Democrats.






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