Monthly Archives: February 2007

CCSU TECA video

Last weekend I went down to Virgina Beach with CCSU for the annualy TECAeast conference.   While down there, I was par tof the team for teh Communication competition.  We were given a topic, why you should be a TECA officer, and a day to make a 30 second video.

This is the video we made.  We should have won first, but because our storyboards weren’t detailed enough for the judges, we didn’t.

Advertisements

Leave a comment

Filed under Life

Pennies!!

If you didn’t know, I collect pressed pennies. You know, those machines with the big crank that flattens a penny and presses a pattern into it.
Anyway, today I needed a break from doing my portfolio, so I decided to organize and count my pennies. Turns out I have 80 pennies from all over the world (yes, world). Anywhere from Seattle, to San Francisco, to St. Petersburg (FL) to Madrid Spain, and alot of places in between.
As I’m organizing the pennies and putting them back in the collector books, I notice that one of the books has a website on the back.
http://www.pennycollector.com
Jackpot. I can track most of the pennies I have from their locations page. The only thing I don’t like is that registration isn’t free, so I can’t use their nice database system to keep track of them all.
I do have some that they don’t have on their site, so I may scan them and e-mail them to help their database.
I’m so psyched about this!

1 Comment

Filed under Life

Fidelity Freedom Fund

I just saw a commcercial for a Fidelity freedom fund what had a guy named Jeff in it. If you see this commcerial, try to find it online.
I feel like I should buy one of these funds now.

Leave a comment

Filed under Life

Static buildup

I’m sitting here doing spanish homework when the dog comes over. As my hands gets closer to her, I can feel the static electricity on her.
Zap! I hate when I touch something and there’s static anywhere near my laptop.
After I get shocked from petting her I look back at the screen and there’s 20 or so semicolons where I was typing. Not good.

2 Comments

Filed under Life

Rape Only Hurts If You Fight It

Most people today would claim that rape is a terrible crime almost akin to murder, but I strongly disagree. Far from a vile act, rape is a magical experience that benifits society as a whole. I realize many of you will disagree with this thesis, but lend me your ears and I’m sure I’ll sway you towards a darkened alley.
If it weren’t for rape, Western Civilization might not exist as we know it today. When the Romans were faced with a disproportionate ratio of women to men in the early kingdom, they had to do something, lest their flidgling society die for lack of sons. To solvetheir little dilemma, they did what any reasonable man would do: they threw a festival for their little dilemma, they threw a festival for their Sabine neighbors, and then stole and raped their women. It’s quite logical; in fact I don’t understand why the settlers at Plymoth didn’t do the same to the local Indians–it certainly would have saved on shipping costs.
Obviously, in the case of the Rape of the Sabines, rape was a tremendous help to society. The Sabine women, for their part, didn’t seem to mind so much, as they threw themselves between their brutish old Sabine husbands and their charming new Roman ones to prevent bloodshed when the Sabine men came to relaim their wives. Yet even when society was totally against a rape, the raunchy act has benifited society too. Where would the Romans be, after all, if it weren’t for the Rape of the Lucretia infuriating the people to the point of overthrowing their last king, Lucius Tarpuinius Superbus? If it weren’t for that event, the world might have never had the Roman Republic for a pristine example of a flawless government.
Rapes glorious advantages are not, however, exclusively found from 2,000 year old examples. In actuality rape advantages can very much be seen today. Take ugly women for example. If it wern’t for rape, how would they ever know the joys of intercourse with a man who isn’t drunk. In a society as plastic-conscious as our own we are really to believe that some man would ever sleep with a girl resembling a wildebeest if he didn’t have a few schnapps in him? Of course he wouldn’t–atleast no self-respecting man would–but there in lies the beauty of rape. No self respecting man would rape in the first palce, so ugly women are guarenteed a romp with not only a sober man, but a bad boy too; and we all know how much ladies like the bad boy.
Ugly women are not, however, the only people who benifit from rape–prisoners enjoy as many perks too. What, after all, could be possibly be more boring than spending years of your life confined to some tiny cell 23 hours a day? Then answer, of course, is spending years of your life confined to some tiny cell 23 hours a day and never getting some hot action. With rape, prisoners never have to worry about that. Instead, they merely need worry about treating their rapist with enough love and respect to earn a quick reach-around.
But if there is one bread and butter reason for why rape should not only be accepted, but even endorsed, it is because our news editors are in dire need of interesting stories for our front page. Bookstore stories? Fossils? One dollar coins? Please. Now, some saucy circle-jerk rape action? Yeah, that’s the ticket.

This article was in the most recet edition of the CCSU school newspaper. There’s all sorts of people up in arms about it. I think its a great pice of satire.

1 Comment

Filed under Life

Work series #1

This is going to be a small series of posts about how much work sucks.
Let’s go in order. When I went in on Saturday there were about 15 computers there. Apparently there was some one day special thing that people signed up for appoinments and things.
How many of these 15 computers had all the paperwork properly filled out? None. Not a fucking one had everything in order. PCs had been picked up but the work orders hadn’t been closed out. PCs had been dropped of, but work orders hadn’t been opened up.
The tech center was a mess. There was dust balls everywhere. There were papers all over and the garbage was overflowing.
Best of all, all the people who were in there had no clue what they were doing.

Leave a comment

Filed under Life