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October 2006
Mon, Oct. 2nd, 2006 11:55 pm

Is it a bad sign that 2 of these schools (VMI and frickin' Liberty) are within 45 minutes of me?



Mon, May. 1st, 2006 01:48 pm

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Tue, Feb. 21st, 2006 08:02 am

" Wanna Take a Plunge??
Tye XXXXXXX and I are thinking about getting a group together to
take a Plunge-- you would live in DC for 48 hours as a homeless
person. This great experience has been done at many other
universities, and we would be working with staffmembers at the
National Coalition for the Homeless. If you're interested in taking
part in the fun, please let us know so that we can gauge interest!
XXXXXXX@wlu.edu, and XXXX@wlu.edu."

Ummmmm, taking part in the "fun"? I could suggest infinite ways to rewrite the above so that it would not be completely offensive to an ordinary person's sensibilities.

FYI, this was from W&L undergrad, not the law school, but whatever. This comes about 2 weeks after the law students threw a "Crips and Bloods" themed party for Feb Club.

Marie Antoinette used to dress up as a peasant to play "Farm" shortly before she got her head chopped off.


Tue, Jul. 5th, 2005 08:04 pm

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Wed, Jan. 19th, 2005 02:00 pm

Today I walked into Food Merchants to pick up a lunch and was annoyed to find that all the yogurt selections were all "Low/No Fat". Apparently Dannon has launched a new "Commit to be Light 'n Fit" campaign and Food Merchants has forgotten that there are still people left who just want REGULAR yogurt. Lame. Now I don't really care that there are people who like eating Non-Fat foods, but I find it increasingly aggravating that some stores no longer (or only in a very limited sense) stock REGULAR products, whether it is yogurt, powerbars, potato chips, gum, whatever. I also find it offensive that everywhere I look, there are Atkins and South Beach advertisements staring me down, as if these niche fad diets are suddenly becoming the norm and I am some sort of alien for not caring to understand their role in modern 21st century lifestyle.


I eat Krispy Kremes for breakfast. I LIKE eating my carbs, my sodium, and, yes, even fat, or, haha, MSG. Maybe that sounds really disgusting, but I like flavor. And I am starting to hate that niche group that is slowly beginning to limit me of my smaller pleasures in life.

Current Music: WPLJ FM


Sun, Nov. 7th, 2004 06:31 pm

Researchers estimate carriers spent extra $275M on fuel due to more passenger weight in 2000.
November 5, 2004: 8:22 AM EST

WASHINGTON (Reuters) - U.S. airlines spend hundreds of millions of dollars annually in extra fuel costs to transport a heavier traveling public, researchers estimate.

The 10-pound increase in the average weight of American adults in the 1990s means additional expenses for struggling airlines today, according to findings published by the American Journal of Preventive Medicine.

The researchers for the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention estimate that carriers spent $275 million in fuel costs to carry the additional weight of passengers in 2000.

But fuel costs have risen exponentially since, deepening the red ink at some airlines.

Bankrupt United Airlines said last week it will likely spend $1.2 billion more on fuel this year than first projected.

The calculations do not measure variables like the weight distribution of the flying public or the type of aircraft flown.

But researchers conclude the findings highlight the consequences of obesity in the United States.

Recent government statistics show the average body mass index (BMI), a weight-for-height formula used to measure obesity, has crossed into overweight territory. The average weight of an adult man was 191 pounds in 2002, while the average weight for women was 164.3 pounds.

In May 2003 the Federal Aviation Administration added 10 pounds to per-passenger weight assumptions for calculating aircraft loads.

That step followed the crash of a commuter plane in North Carolina that prompted scrutiny of aircraft weight and balance issues on small planes.


Tue, Dec. 23rd, 2003 12:05 pm

Hello from London! Today is day 7, or maybe 8, of what Art has dubbed my "royal trip". Well, it hasn't been quite so glamorous because I've a pesky budget thing I've to (mostly) work within, but it has been thoroughly enjoyable. Once again I'll be having a hard time leaving this city and country behind, but it gets easier each time because I know I will be returning at some point, and England will be welcoming as always.

I honestly hate keeping any written entries of my travels, just because some things are meant to be experienced and I always feel I'm diminishing the experience by trying to define it in words. But maybe I'm just a crappy writer.

I split this weekend between Oxford and Wales! Oxford, as I remember it, is just too perfect and broken away from general reality. It is such a snuggly town in the winter, with spires everywhere, walled colleges that look like estates, REALLY OLD WALLED COLLEGES that look like castles, cobbletones that cast brilliant reflections when wet, Santas on the street corners, and the little coffeeshops and restaurants everywhere inviting you in for refuge from the cold. Found out that my old principal, Dr Feneley, is retiring at the end of this year and that Dr Philpott, my former tutor, will be replacing him as head of CMRS. Additionally, the whole centre seems to be taking a sharp change, with its recent divorce with the CCCU. Funny how so much can happen within almost no time at all.

Cardiff was funky. I boarded the bus, expecting to be taken to the outposts of civilization -the "simple Welsh countryside". I suppose I was expecting the English version of Iowa -or something.
Only there was no countryside, because Cardiff is a full-fledged city. It has its own Hard Rock Cafe, a lot of shops, the Welsh Parliament buildings are there, and Cardiff Castle sits right in the centre of the city. The whole city sits on the edge of a bay, so the view is absolutely gorgeous and stunning. Wish I could have spent more time there! Learned that the Welsh are about 10,000 times friendlier than the English. At first this creeped me out -coming from London, naturally I assumed there were strings attached to the random acts of goodwill, only to learn that the Welsh really are unpretentious, good-hearted people.

Much more to say! I met cool people at the BBC and the Economist and, with their effort, I now have more direction in my "life". During my second visit at the BBC, the Egyptian foreign minister was attacked in Jerusalem, as I was chatting with my lead, and so I got to witness the newsrooms working their way through breaking news and crises. Way fun.

Okay, enough! If I talk to you, you'll be hearing more details anyway, so no sense in rambling forever here. :)

On another note, I am getting REALLY TIRED of being politically correct with my Christmas greetings. So, regardless of whether you do celebrate Christmas or not, I want to wish everyone a MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

bye for now.

Current Mood: cheerful cheerful


Tue, Sep. 23rd, 2003 01:52 am

Okay, so it's 2 AM and at this very ungodly hour, I'm sitting the basement of Willis at a computer, writing stuff. I can't even come up with anything better to describe what I'm doing, than simply "writing stuff", heh. Just ordered a pizza, have a friend down here working on nasty Econometrics, so I guess all isn't lost, but I'd so much rather be in BED, where likely everyone else is!

Week 2, I'm still sane, haven't gone crazy yet. My roommate and I are counting up the days to see how long it'll be before one of us snaps. So far, 8 days, and so far so good. :) Anyhow, need to get back to Logic of Inquiry readings. Good night!

Current Mood: tired tired


Mon, Aug. 25th, 2003 12:16 pm

I have now been out of the woods for 3 days, Montana was wonderful, the Salmon River was an exciting experience, and although I am back in Northfield, I've decided to take the day off work!

Anyway! The week-long rafting and camping went fairly smoothly, all apprehensiveness considered! The Felkey family is UNBELIEVABLE and I doubt I will ever camp in such luxury again, they really made this first time comfortable for me, I was so impressed by everything they did for all of us, it really was great. I also would like to thank my first rafting friends, Luke, Cassie, and Charlie, the "Get-Along-Gang", as one of our rafters termed us, for putting up with "me", I'm sorry I complained so much about being dirty. So here is a brief journal of my trip, partly I'm writing this for myself, just so I'll remember it... :)

Day 1, Saturday, August 16. We drove and drove and drove for 6 hours, west to Idaho. Jack, Luke, Charlie, Cassie and I arrived at the campsite at... hmmm... late, after sunset... and slept on the beach, by the river, because setting up the tent was too much of a pain. I woke up in the middle of the night, having rolled slightly down the sandy incline, cuddling with a little tree.

Day 2, the other Felkeys and friends arrived -cousin Jeff, Uncle Jeff, Russ, and "Uncle Rick" who really was not an uncle, except I thought he was for only about... the first week. The rafts were loaded (a process that took FOREVER!), and I pumped water for the first time. At the waterpump, there was a group of 5 men, at least in their 50s, sitting at a picnic table. They turned their heads and stared, the moment I pick up the silly pump, and when I left, one turned to say, "We could sit here and watch you forever". I must have looked silly and pathetic with that pump. :) Anyway! Luke, Charlie, Cassie and I began the journey down the river, with Luke at the helm during most hours... we stopped at a little beach, with a waterfall, a little while later to camp, dinner was a fabulous CRAB-STUFFED TURKEY entree, with salad, and I ate to my heart's content. Went swimming afterwards, I was nearly towed away by the current, but was saved, then I took a shower with a Coleman portable shower. The evening ended with "Hot Sex", a mix of Baileys, Kahlua, and some orange liquor, that we drank while playing Asshole, ooolala, and then we fell asleep under the stars.

Day 3, breakfast was egg with sausage and potato and coffee cake, truly fantastic. Unfortunately there were plenty of bees, which made me sick. Day 3, Monday, was our first day of real rapids, I guess Class IIs and IIIs, although the water levels were pretty low the whole time. My ride was with Jack and Mary on the Banana Boat Raft, fun, fun! The smoke from the forest fires was also becoming noticeable at this time, all the air we breathed had faint traces of ash and made us COUGH occasionally. Dinner was heavenly, manicotti pasta cooked in the Dutch oven with Caesar salad, and nutella on graham for dessert... the food was so worth it! Mmmmmmm. :)

DAY 4, my favorite day. I missed breakfast, which turned out to be leftover manicotti with scrambled egg. :( I missed breakfast because I had to take a shower with the Coleman shower, and because Luke kept mumbling something about time being "of essence". Apparently there were fires we had to paddle through and so we needed to pull out quickly! Anyway, the morning was off to a rocky start, Luke collapsed the tent as I was still sleeping, I guess to get me OUT of it -if you've ever had a tent fall on you after the poles have been pulled out, it's not a good feeling, early morning torture!

Salmon Falls was the first rapid of the day and our first adventure -Luke and Zac saved an elderly man who, somehow, had fallen off his raft at the top of the rapids' 8' drop and winds up stranded on a rock in the middle of the gushing, foaming, swirling white water rapid! Go boys. :) We paddled through a couple other rapids after that, were splashed comfortably here and there, and finally dock the rafts at a sandbar located not more than a 1/2 mile away from a forest fire!

Dinner was so, so awesome. Hot enchiladas and more salad for the main course, followed by Better than Sex cake -chocolate cake, with whipped cream, and a frosting made out of Score toffee candy bars, the only problem, the sand and ash blowing into our food, stupid strong winds and forest fires. We had Margaritas to complement the food, how culturally fitting!, and then some nasty "Mr Boston" blackberry cognac that I nearly gagged on, and sat around and counted the forest fires around us (around 3, at sunset, on one of the mountains close to us, but still far enough away). After dinner, we hung out a bit with Southern Comfort, then wrestled on the sand, skinnydipped in the freaking cold river, and, I'm sure, annoyed everyone who wasn't participating. The forest fires turned out to be a bigger problem than originally thought... Charlie and others awoke in the middle of the night to find the trees across the river, ablaze in flame, smoke settling down on our campsite. Somehow I managed to sleep through all of this and was only notified about it the next morning.

Day 5, we woke up feeling pretty nasty, either because of Mr Boston and SoCo or the forest fires, or maybe both. Anyway, breakfast, as usual (surprise!), was incredible, an egg casserole with chillies and salsa, served hot. Honestly, without the food, I don't know how I would have made it! We rafted and rafted some more, this time we managed to leave the part of the river that was punctuated by forest fires, but a mushroom cloud of smoke followed us, and we saw our first black bear. Day 5 was the worst day, as far as sun exposure went, without the smoke as a buffer between our skin and the rays of sun, I burnt in spite of wearing Charlie's SPF50 Coppertone. Ickkkk! I napped away the afternoon, to recover from the discomforts :), waking up for dinner, which is tsatsiki sauce (cucumber and dill sauce) and crackers, steamed salmon with lemon, mmmmmmm, and a green bean casserole. Dessert was an UNBELIEVABLE Oreo ice cream cake, complete with marachino cherries and whipped cream. As the Felkeys were setting up camp for the night, we sighted a black bear on the river banks across from us, very disconcerting particularly because it was sunset. But we made it through the night, sleeping outside on the sandy beaches, once again underneath the stars!

Day 6, Thursday. Pretty miserable at this point, as I had not taken even a quasi-shower with the Coleman, but I did wake up to a great breakfast of hashed browns with corned beef on an English muffin. Mmmmmmm! Sometime during the night, the smoke from the mushroom cloud had settled on the campsite (we were sort of in a canyon by that point) so the entire atmosphere felt so eerily surreal, especially with extremely restricted visibility on the Salmon River, as if we were on our way to Mordor. Or something. We made 2 stops, the first at Buckeye Bill's to pick up water, buy ice cream, and look at the Buckeye Bill Museum, this little loghouse filled with weird artefacts like lion fetuses and snake skulls that reflected Buckeye Bill's eccentricities. Our second stop was at Polly Something's (Bepin's), a little Timeshare resort... I had my own adventure there, but I don't really want to talk about it here, now. :) Suffice it to say that I was cleaner and happier when we pulled away, but at the expense of prosecution. :) ANYWAY!

Dinner was happy hour, Jack prepared a savory barbecued chicken dish, along with an oriental salad, and an amazing garlic and dill spread. This was our last night and we camped out on a beach, California Bar they called it. Sadly, it rained and so we had to sleep inside the tent instead... apparently there might have been a lizard in the tent that night, freaky.

DAY 7!!!! I was brought breakfast in bed, since I was not able to get up on time and we had to leave quickly. Breakfast was quiche and fresh trout and I could not have been happier. Unfortunatley, the day was pretty miserable and I felt hypothermic at times. While the air was fresh at last, no traces of carbon and ash, it was raining cold showers. I must have looked thoroughly dejected, the other campers definitely thought I had a BOOHOO face on! Because of the rain, what should have been a 2-hour rafting stretch was prolonged to 4-5 hours, I felt like dying by the end of it and could only think of fuzzy towels, whirlpools, and hot steaming food. Thankfully, just when I thought I couldn't take more, we sighted a bridge that signalled the end of our trip. Near the bridge was parked the suburbans and so we got out of the rafts, changed clothings, loaded up the vans, and to make a long story short, drove "home" to Bozeman, arriving at around 3AM.

Okay! Enough, this journal will stop right HERE :) If you made it this far, I love you, I wanted to share my first camping experience, wahoo. Overall, I had fun and would do it again, I think...

Anyway, gotta pick up my parcels at the post office now. Later!

Current Mood: accomplished accomplished
Current Music: Coldplay - Rush of Blood to the Head


Wed, Aug. 13th, 2003 12:41 am

So I went to Lakeville today to see American Wedding, and, get this, the silly lady at the box office CARDED ME! The movie's rated "R" and so her explanation was that she needed to see ID for those who looked "close to" that age. Geez, I haven't been asked to show identification for a movie since, I don't know, freshman year of high school? Of course I didn't have my ID with me, so a friend I was with -who is 21- had to sign a stupid slip saying that I was indeed 21 and of age to see American Wedding. Anyway, the movie itself was okay... well, marriage is sort of serious, usually, which weighed down some of the humor... meh.

The rest of the evening went smoothly, went to the Tavern Lounge with Brett and Serena where -rightfully and expectedly!- I was carded for my Blue Lagoons. Then shrimp tsui mai and Baileys to close off the evening, mmmmm, so perfect!

Current Mood: amused amused