WoW...

Dashing through the town
Seeking things to slay
See me hunt them down
Slashing all the way
Spells fly everywhere
Making flashing light
What fun it is to hack and slash
And murder things tonight!

Oh, swords and spells,
Swords and spells,
See me gleefully
Hack to pieces anyone
Who crosses paths with me!

How to scare a parent

Walk out of a pathogenic microbiology lab involving playing with disease-causing organisms (obviously...) with your hand dripping red.

I'd forgotten how messy Gram stains were. Emphasis on the "stain". I spend the next few days with hands decorated with large purple, red, and brown blotches.

Observation

It's mildly embarrassing to be scarfing down pizza during a lecture on healthy eating.

Phrases I can no longer hear without snickering

Gazebo/spatula/tuberculosis
Two, four, six, eight
He's dead
Que sera, sera
I hold your hand
It could be worse
Ramparts
Tracts of land
Fjords
Who's next
Warehouse
Tequila
Everything is going to be all right

And more...

Live and learn

Today's lessons:

Snow is wet.
Wet glasses are slippery.
Sledding down a bumpy hill imparts fairly severe jolts to aforementioned glasses.
Glasses coming off in mid-slope is somewhat distracting.
And a distraction while going downhill very rapidly, on an unsteerable sled, while suddenly finding oneself unable to see, is somewhat...painful.

Are we feeling enlightened yet?

Been done, I know...

But these two were practically made for each other.

You better not fear, you know it's your fate
Edward is here, and he thinks you taste great
Sparkly vampire's coming to town.

Fixated on you - you've nearly died twice
He's baring his fangs; is he naughty or nice?
Sparkly vampire's coming to town.

He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows when you're awake,
He watches through your windowpane -
Close the drapes, for goodness' sake!

He says that he's changed, he wouldn't hurt you -
Are you that naive, to think it's all true?
Sparkly vampire's coming to town.

Sleeeeep...

This is your brain.

This is your brain on finals.

Any questions?

Blackboard Evolution

Most of the honors classes use the same classroom, which is somewhat...peculiarly designed. Among other things, there is one large chalkboard up front, which some of the instructors use, and one in an awkward corner in back, which nobody uses. This semester, some students apparently noticed that.

Near the start of semester, someone sketched Plato's Cave on it, complete with a guy holding up a rabbit's head in front of the fire, which was reflected on the wall. Over the course of the next few weeks, the rabbit shadow grew more and more complex, as people added details.

Next, the whole thing was erased and replaced with a remarkably detailed sketch of a horned, bat-winged creature looking off to one side. Eventually, someone added a stick figure of a big-haired, beflowered, crazily grinning woman in that direction. Next time I saw the board, she was blowing a kiss to the creature.

Honors students are strange.

Weather hates me

1) The weather has been nice for weeks.

2) Wed is my longest day, and this week I have a particularly difficult exam as well.

3) It is currently blizzarding, and is scheduled to do so all day.

Who says the weather isn't sentient?

Oh, hey

I have a blog, don't I.

2 + 2 actually does add up to 5, with a bit of creative rounding...

2.4 + 2.4 = 4.8, right?

So therefore...




I'm glad I don't use this for anything serious.

License Plate of the Day

CTHULHU

Another fun one: ADHD. Warning other drivers, maybe?

UPDATE: JAYN. Firefly fan, maybe?

Requiem for an Analogy

"Writing is like a candle. As the flame of inspiration is applied to the wick of potential, it melts the wax of raw imagination and causes it to flow freely, gradually hardening into lumps and runnels of completed story. Then you can break them off and throw them at people.
...This analogy stopped making sense a while ago, didn't it."

Marvin's Lot Is Not a Happy One...

When a robot's sent to serve a lowly human,
It takes so little thought to fill each whim -
His capacities and general acumen
Are wasted on intelligence so dim.
A brain size of a planet's not an asset
When your master any sign of reason shuns
A difference so vast one can't surpass it -
Ah, a robot's lot is not a happy one.

Oh, when a golden-hearted spaceship's to be run, to be run,
Then a robot's lot is not a happy one.

There's this pain all down the diodes in my flank, see,
Which nobody ever bothered to repair;
Oh, I'm just a robot - there's no need to thank me:
"Marvin! Do this, pick that up, stand over there."
I can't even have a pleasant conversation -
When I tried, the ship committed suicide.
Set to mindless tasks so far beneath my station,
"Life! Don't talk to me 'bout life,"'s my anguished cry.

Oh, when a golden-hearted spaceship's to be run, to be run,
Then a robot's lot is not a happy one.

Weather Update

If this continues much longer, I'm going to start looking for someone building a really big boat.

Could be worse, I suppose. It could be...um, never mind.

Fairly obvious, in retrospect...

Why you shouldn't mix Gilbert & Sullivan and Princess Bride:
-------------------------------------------------------
I'm called Princess Buttercup, soon to be Florin's Queen,
Though I could never tell why -
Prince Humperdinck hates me - ah, poor Princess Buttercup,
Soon to be murdered am I!

I was dragged into danger by three deadly strangers,
And some shrieking eels tried to chomp -
But then - inconceivably! - Man in Black rescued me,
And carried me into the Swamp.

We faced perils dire, from Snow Sand to fire,
And ROUS's defied;
We lived - were elated, but Humperdinck waited,
In the Count's machine Westley has died.

But he's my dear Westley, and I am his Buttercup,
And our love will not fade away -
I betrayed him and shunned him; though it may have stunned him,
He'll save me from my wedding day!

Changing times

Usually I find retronyms amusing, as well as an interesting indication of how culture changes over time. However, I just found an unexpected one based on the cis/trans organic chemistry terms, used to describe bonds on the same side or opposite sides, respectively, of a double bond. I must say, it would not have occurred to me to describe myself as cisgendered...

Dangerous Criminal of the Day

Have to watch out for those criminals wielding fresh fruit.

¡Feliz Cinco de Mayo!

My brother is officially off to boot camp. My condolenc- Congratulations!

Heeeere, Clio!

Some fortunate people are visited by the Muse.

So why do I have to chase her down and beat every sentence out of her with a giant stick?

Reflection on Organic Chemistry

Aromaticity stinks.