My Halloween costume:

This is pretty much dead on how I am feeling this week:

"Be the change you want to see in the world"

- that Ghandi guy was quite the wordsmith.

What change do I want to see in the world? Gillyweed is up there. My superpower of choice in dreamland, if you were curious, is water breathing. Whenever I have those self-aware holy shit dude you are dreaming go nuts nights, if I ever find myself in the presence of water, the first thing I like to do is levitate into said water, then swim around. It's mind blowing. Probably as close of a feeling as I'll ever get to doing LSD, and even more probably the closest I'll ever get to breathing with my own lungs an no other assistance underwater.

But I digress.

The more manageable change I want to see in the world is more blog posting. For me, addictinggames has kind of run it's course. I feel like I've discovered/conquered every physics game the Internets has to offer, and youtube only goes so long before I truly feel like a waste of life.

So I turn to the blogosphere. Not a very big one in my world, but one that has just about everything I want.

That is, when there is new stuff to read. I'm done bitching and moaning about it though (well, following this, obviously). I know how I get when more important things take hold so who am I to judge? Instead, I'm going to be the change I want to see in the world. I'm going to subject you, the loyal readers, to whatever the heck I have been doing lately in my admittedly random-as-fuck (pardon the language...i was trying to keep this post clean) life.




Today, mid-procrastination, I found a few things of note.
1.) I really like this painting:



I wouldn't consider myself an art critic by any means, but once in a blue moon I see something that strikes my fancy. Funny thing is, I vividly remember seeing this in our AP Euro book back in sophomore year when we were talking about Renaissance art. Damn you photographic memory... The badassness in this particular piece of art lies in two facts. First, a quick wikipedia search shows that all the guys in the picture are ones you read about in the science/history books all through school. There is something about putting a face/body (fictional though it may be) to Ptolemy and Pythagoras that blows my mind a little. That's the nerd in me though.

Also, this little anecdote I came across adds a little pizazz to the piece:

Technically, this painting is titled "Philosophy," and it's merely the most famous of a series of four.

Raphael was painting that while Michelangelo was working on the Sistine Chapel ceiling (which is just down the hall, literally). On his breaks, Raphael used to sneak over and poke his head into the Sistine Chapel to see what Michelangelo was working on. If Michelangelo noticed him, he'd starting shrieking curses and throwing crap at him. (He hated Raphael. He was just about the only one.)

Even if it is completely false, the thought of Raphael running down the hall to give Michelangelo a big FUCK YOU MANE while the two are in the process of creating timeless masterpieces cracks me up.

I have two final thoughts; First, I love semi-colons and even though it was a stretch to use it here, I'm happy I did. Also, I doubt Raphael ever thought about the translatability of "The School of Athens" into a desktop background, but it still makes a pretty damn good one.

2.) This girl is pretty damn good, but has a little too much of a country twag for my regular-listening tastes. Quite the looker though:


3.) I love the idea of having a tattoo, but can't commit to any one idea. One minute I want this, the next I want something Latin. The latest is something literary. Maybe some Frost, a few select lines from Eliot, hell, even Hornby. Point: I have commitment issues.

Maybe that should be my tat. Right across the front of my chest:

I have commitment issues.

Worry not

I did nothing drastic in the aftermath of the (admittedly, much closer than I thought it would be) loss on Oct 17th. All vital organs are in in tact, though the liver maybe slightly worse off than before.

In the mean time, I have been busy living my life, trying to not let homework interfere with said life (mission: success, so far...) and deciding upon a Halloween costume.

If I had an endless supply of fundage, I would probably buy the tuxedos for my roommate and I - tophat, cane and all. However, this is not the case. So, barring getting a Park Place or other Monopoly street that I have yet to own (no more Indiana or Connecticut Ave please, MickeyD's), this option is fading quickly.

Nightman would be pretty solid, barring the fact that only the lucky few who watch Always Sunny In Philadelphia as much as I would understand the gag.
Heres a start:



Lyrics linked. You have been warned. For the record, I also have a Dayman - fighter of the nightman, champion of the sun - lined up. This adds to the success of this option.

Then there is the classic Elf. Thanks to mama's extremely random, but wildly successful idea from senior week, I have in my possession a relatively dead-on and fairly free Elf costume. I say fairly, because I did have to purchase some pants (if you want to call it that) to wear in addition to the jacket and hat. This is a pretty good option for cheap and easy. Very tempting.


In the end, I look back on this post realizing I could have instead knocked out one of the four essays I need to get done and turnitin.com-ed by 10:30 AM tomorrow. Considering I rise and shine around 10:15 AM, that makes the deadline for these rapidly impending. Ruh roh.

Holla back.

The calm before the storm

Lets get it.

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This game is big.

It's happening

This is the week I look forward to the other 51 out of the year. When fall is in full bloom, most of the trees are noticeably sporting their colors, and football season is fully under way.

Yes, it's Southern Cal week.

If it weren't for my team's end of the bargain not being held up for just about a decade now, it would still be considered the greatest rivalry in all of college football. Instead, I doubt many would let it crack the top 5. This is probably more because of their hate for Notre Dame and unwillingness to give them credit for anything than any true shittiness of the game, but so be it.

FWIW, my top 5, based on today's college football climate:

1.) Texas/Oklahoma - The Red River Rivalry has made and broken the National Championship dreams of these two teams every year since Vince Young was still in college. I'm far from a Big 12 fan, but this is as big as it gets anymore.

2.) OSU/Michigan - Personally, I think Big 10 games are a snoozefest. This game always gets hyped to shit by one side or the other, even though Michigan has been balled up and pooped since... I can't even remember how long. It's been a while though. Bold prediction: expect the pooping on to end this year. I'm not saying they are going to win, but OSU is just that bad offensively that they may let Michigan stay in this one.

3.) Alabama/LSU - Nick Saban. Combine that storyline with the fact that the SEC really is just more fun to watch than any of the integer conferences, and you have the #3 best rivalry.

4.) Florida/whoever-they-are-playing-this-week - Until Tim "Jesus" Tebow is gone, that school will be hyped to shit by the media, giving every team on their schedule plenty of reason to hate them come Saturday. In the end, Meyer is just too good and has had his pick of players since as long as he has been there. I don't see the domination going anywhere soon.

5.) ND/USC - If you didn't think I would have this in the top 5, you're insane. October 15, 2005 will be a date that will always be remembered in my heart. My junior homecoming. We ate at the now defunct Waston Bros. Good choice, considering we all temporarily ditched the dates to watch the last 5 minutes of one of the greatest games of the 21st century. Freakin' Reggie Bush....

I can't watch this much, but for anyone who wants to relive it, be my guest:

Not one of you

Not a single freakin one of you has updated your blog in the past 24 hours. You should all be ashamed. I now have absolutely nothing to read at this ungodly hour of the morning in which I have finally finished homework/meetings/classes that have been going since 11:00 straight.

You all suck.

Just to show you how I felt upon seeing this disaster:


EDIT: Upon posting this, I look and whadda know, the kraze posted something new about 3 hours prior. My bad bra. I'm still leaving this up though, mainly to showcase The Office

Confession Sunday

I'm in love:







The age difference is only like a month... so the potential is there.
Right??
Right???

Four

That is the number of times I've been on facebook in the past two weeks.

That time-suck of a website will be expunged from my life before the end of the year. Or at least used in a controllable manner. Or I'll die... whichever comes first.

It is kind of nice to have a notification every time I get on at least....