ORIGINALS: Ghostly Patterns

This is my first upload of my black and white doodles. This is one of the ones that started out as me drawing lines hoping to create something awesome. It came out pretty cool.

When I think of the night in a creepy fashion, I think of ghouls and hippies dancing together around a camp fire. It is a time of freedom and entertainment. We all dance in the night, whether we realize it or not. Fire at night is magnificent. Firelight illuminates the rhythms in all of us. It paints a white veil on the night’s dancing images. Enjoy the firelight and dance to your heart’s content.

Presidential Puppy Pandemonium

 

 

Obama and his puppy

If nothing else, a new puppy in the white house will lead to the downfall of Obama’s presidency.  Not only is keeping up with a puppy hard work, but it is also quite distracting.

 

Making the decision to include a puppy in the family is a lifetime commitment that should not be taken lightly. Obama’s choice is likely one that will affect the whole country.                            

We know he is getting the dog for his children, but we all know who ends up taking care of the pet: the parents. I hope the president is a little too busy trying to fix this country to play with a dog. And if he tells one of his aides to look after the dog, then he’s using federal funds to keep track of someone’s personal responsibility.

I don’t want my taxes financing a puppy that is likely to terrorize and defame historical elements of the White House. I can’t wait for the day when the carnival wheels into town asking for money to set the Declaration of Independence on fire.

Obama has placed the puppy search as his top priority calling the decision a “major issue.” His quest for an allergy-free dog for his daughter, Malia, has sparked help from around the globe.

Peru actually sent a letter to the U.S. Embassy offering a four-month-old Peruvian hairless dog called “Ears.” No word yet on whether the Obamas will accept.

Hey, maybe this proves that other countries have already taken a liking to Obama, and maybe it is all fun and games.

But what happens when Obama is chatting on the red phone and the puppy decides it is the perfect time to chew off one of the legs of the Resolute desk? The phone falls to the floor hanging up on Kim Jong-Il.

Congratulations Obama, your puppy just started World War III.

I think everyone should be quite concerned with Obama’s major decision to find a puppy. It is not just some cute story in which everyone can participate by sending in their suggestions for first puppy.

What about the fights Obama’s puppy will get into with the secret service’s German shepherds? Obama better get a timber wolf if he wants to fend off a mean pack of German shepherds.

Then, the secret service gets angry, and they fight the new president, while the outside world is falling to pieces. I don’t think we want our president getting into White House brawls. It just doesn’t look good.

YAY! New Planets!

At first glance, I immediately saw Batman. Well, Batman with a jacked up face. On the outset, I would say it looks like a creepy eye – with Batman coming out of the pupil. This is a picture of planets outside our solar system. These are the first ever pictures released of other planets in the universe. Pretty interesting.

You can read the whole story here:

http://www.cnn.com/2008/TECH/space/11/13/new.planets/index.html

For Batman fans, the “Dark Knight” DVD release is less than a month away:

http://thedarkknight.warnerbros.com/dvd/

Gimme some McAlister’s

 

One daily event makes my life so much more enjoyable. That event is my daily trek to McAlister’s for a large cup of light brown glory.

I love watching the scientific process that goes into the creation of this sweet nectar. A trained professional dumps a bag of leaves in a filter, shovels sugar into a pot and brews it all with warm water.

Then, they fill a cup with ice-cold squares, which is quickly fused with the most heavenly substance on earth. As I bring the cup to my lips, my body violently gyrates in excitement for what is about to happen. This cup of sweet tea gives reason to life.

My buddies and I decided we would see if we could go to McAlister’s every day in October. After three weeks, we couldn’t take it anymore. We wouldn’t be satisfied unless we went every day the rest of the year.

Although the stipulation is to have at least one thing from McAlister’s a day, we often find ourselves going two or three times a day. A huge cup of tea is always calling my name, no matter where I am.

McAlister’s has something for everyone – potatoes, soup, salad, sandwiches, lemonade, sweet tea, cookies, fish and beans. There is nothing quite as entertaining as a four-hour McAlister’s trip – downing refill after refill to my heart’s content. It’s also a great place to do some homework.

The best part about being a McAlister’s regular is the interactions with the staff. I’m convinced most of them think we are crazy or are just so bored with our lives that we have to go to McAlister’s to ruin theirs.

Either way, I can’t stop going to that deli, because it is amazingly good and cheap. Yes, you probably don’t know about the under-exploited kid’s meal. Yes, I know I am a college student and supposedly an adult, but the kid’s meal is ridiculously huge. And it is only a dollar. Add a cookie and you leave full and happy for just two bucks.

McAlister’s is the perfect place to hang out and enjoy each other’s company. The atmosphere is so welcoming and cozy. And no one ever asks you to leave. You could stay for days, if they were open 24 hours.

That’s my only appeal to McAlister’s: Stay open 24 hours and start serving breakfast food. If that were the case, I could go five or six times a day. We would probably only leave to go to class.

Stereotyping Still a Problem

 

Why can we end these ridiculous stereotypes?

In one of my classes today, my professor was discussing the cost of phone rates in other countries. Let me play out this situation between my professor and a classmate (we will call Sally) for you:

 

Professor: Sally, what are the phone rates in your country?

Sally does not know how to respond and stares at the professor to make sure she heard him right.

Sally: Uh… I’m from America.

Professor: Well, I mean culturally. What are the rates in your cultural country?

Sally: I dunno.

The professor carries out his point by answering his own question.

I sat there trying to figure out exactly what just happened. It didn’t seem real. It felt right out of a movie (“Mean Girls” – almost the exact same situation). I didn’t know whether to blow it off or assess the question as offensive and inappropriate. 

It was meant to be humorous in the movie. But is it in real life? I guess I never figured that stuff like that still actually happened, especially in a semi-intelligent college classroom. 

While Sally did appear to be of Asian descent, I did not look at her and think she came to our school straight from China, or anywhere for that matter. Her English was perfect, by the way.

It seems that racial stereotyping is still a problem. The professor brushed the girl’s reaction off as if he had asked a normal question. He probably thought little about how offensive his statement was.

The girl did not seem to take a big offense to the stereotype, but she may have masked it. You can never tell a person by looking at them, so why even try? I know I get disappointed when people make general assumptions about me. I can’t even imagine if that assumption was a racial stereotype, but I know it would greatly affect me.

Why can’t we get over this problem in society? How are people still so ignorant and intolerant? The professor’s words could have deeply affected the girl, or anyone else in the room. You don’t know how people respond to certain situations.

You know what they say when you assume. It’s true.

Come on people, we are all here together.

The Swell Season from the movie “Once”

 

The Swell Season Album

I went to Tulsa Thursday for the much anticipated Swell Season concert. I have been stoked for this concert for a few weeks.

 

I fell in love with this movie last year and have listened to The Frames ever since. I officially have a man crush on Glen Hansard, and The Frames are easily my favourite band right now.

The Irishman and his partner Marketa Irglova performed at the Brady Theater, a nice, classy venue (unlike it’s disgusting neighbor – Cain’s Ballroom). The evening opened with a repetitive and annoying Bill Callahan. I was so happy when his set ended.

Glen took the stage and sang “Say it to me now” with no mic or speakers. It was incredible. The set featured many solo performances of “Once” songs, several new songs, a cover and some old Frames songs.

Glen has so much passion, but he knows where to draw the line between crazy and passionate. His effort on “Leave” was amazing. He is the most passionate reserved person I’ve seen on stage. He really gets into his vocals, and the mean so much.

It ended with my two favorite Frames songs: Fitzcarraldo and Star, Star.

We waited out by the buses to see if we could meet Glen in all his glory. I shook his hand, he signed my set list and we took a picture. It was so amazing. Easily the best concert I’ve seen in a couple years.

Brave on Swell Season.

Stop Motion

Here’s something to laugh at. Pretty sweet. Try to figure out how they do it. You gotta click on it.

Ridiculous

Red Bull does some awesome stuff

I am digging this idea by Red Bull. I’m still trying to come up with ideas to apply. This would be such a wonderful trip. Most of Europe in 8 days using only cans of Red Bull to get around. Genius.

Yellow Favrer?

 

Favre: Missing the Packer yellow?

Looks like Favre can’t let go of his true colors. Check out his shoulder pads. The yellow and the Jet green actually do look a little Packer-ish.

I’m actually surprised with Favre’s performance with the Jets so far. Too bad the splash of yellow couldn’t beat the Patriots.

In Favre’s place in Green Bay, Aaron Rodgers has his Packers undefeated with back-to-back impressive victories.

Tobacco hit with yet another warning

 

Movie Poster

Check out the bottom of this poster: New caution about cigarettes in PG-13 and PG movies. This can be seen on posters, DVD cases and other promo material. Do you think this is a little ridiculous, or is it just me? 

 

The MPAA is debating to institute a new guideline about separating PG-13 movies and R rated movies in areas of using tobacco. Soon, any depiction of ingesting tobacco will automatically garner an R rating regardless of the content in the rest of the movie.

Interesting….