Most people do not understand the concept of exponential growth. Therefore, this is in fact the most important video (series) you should see.

Part 1:

I'm trying to come up with a bibliography for a twenty-page paper on civil war in magical-realist literature. I'm trying to limit it to one piece per author though I'm going to be playing it a little fast & loose with the definitions of "civil war" (possible downgrade to "conflict") and "magical realism."

So far all I have is One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, and Difficult Loves by Italo Calvino. The Milagro Beanfield War is a possiblity, sort of.

Basically, HELP. Anyone. Short stories, novels, anything. If you don't help me, I'll never share my secret to making a great apple cobbler.

Me: "One student for Inglourious Basterds, please."
Box Office Guy: "One?"
Me: "Yeah, one."
BOG: "You're... alone?"
Me: "Uh. Yeeees."

Thank you for pointing it out though.

I love this town. Tickets to the PBR (professional bull riding, to those of you who aren't hicks) 9/11, camel races 9/12.

I think I need to start trying to quote Kid Rock more.

Insurance companies are fun. They act like they really care about the minutiae of our lives, even if they're just trying to find some way to screw us.

Huh. I now know what a photo shoot for the Hooters girl calendar looks like.

I love going to a school where orientation includes instructions on what to do if someone tries to rob the classroom.

You know what's really fun? Moving house in the rain.

Anyway, I'll have no internet connection until further notice, possibly a week or so into January. So long.

I find it amusing that the designers of the box for Life cereal didn't think the better of putting a white kid on the original kind and a black kid on the cinnamon ones.

Gum I got at the dollar store says on it: "Accepted by the American Dental Association." Not recommended. Not endorsed. Not approved.

"Accepted."



So we're embracing mediocrity now?

Overheard on the bus:

"I really want to see Cloverfield, it looks really good."



NATURAL SELECTION FAIL.

Coincidence:

I'm in charge of lost & found for the DeCal classes. Today, someone left behind a notebook, so I flipped open the first page to see if their name was in it. Negative on their ID, but they had written down the contact info for another person in their psych class, who happened to be a gal that went to Cabrillo College with me and transferred as a philosophy major the same semester that I did.

Please, God, make it stop.

Bad eyesight:

Thinking that the cat is starting to warm up to me because it didn't bolt when I walked up my path. Upon further inspection, I was making kissy noises at a basil plant.

The highlight of my day: seeing a bicyclist slowly pumping up a hill all sweaty, white-knuckle grip on the handle bars, making various "I'm in complete and utter agony" faces with each movement while I rode by on the bus.

I've doubled the number of push-ups I can do.




This would be far less impressive if you knew how many I could do before.

I've been cleaning the old apartment all day, and the whole time I've had "Throw the Jew Down the Well" stuck in my head, courtesy of Borat. So of course I've been singing/whistling it all day. Some people were going to come by at 2pm, so I figured that I should make a conscious effort not to accidentally offend anyone.

When the couple showed up, I found out that they were moving over from Israel. Close one.

Note to self: use the word "doohickey" more often.