Wednesday, December 21, 2005

I know more people who are famous!!!

Some of you may remember when, back in June, I heard that story about someone I know on NPR. Just last week, it happened again - another story on NPR about someone I know! Even more specifically, it's about another guy I know from that puppet show I worked on on ICTV, The Day Room. His name is Dave Nadelberg, and what he is doing now that landed him on NPR is this: Mortified: The Show. Also working on the show: another Day Room puppeteer, Neil Katcher, and another IC alum I sort-of knew, Giulia Rozzi. Basically, they get ordinary people to come onstage and read their most embarrassing diary entry or whatever from their ridiculous teenage years. While I find the concept amusing, I could never participate in one of their shows because, all that humiliating teenage stuff? I never wrote any of that down (are you kidding me? I'm way too paranoid to have committed any of that to paper). Besides, who needs a stage? I already embarrass myself in front of complete strangers on a weekly basis.

Anyway. It's pretty bitchin' that people I went to school with are actually doing cool things with their lives.

Friday, December 16, 2005

stick a fork in it

This hellish semester is done. I took my last exam, chemistry, today - it was everything I thought it would be, and worse. My mind literally went blank as soon as I got the test. I couldn't even remember the mechanism I had just been studying, let alone anything I'd studied the entire morning. It was so bad. If I'm lucky, I got about 60 points out of 200. That's 40% of my semester grade, down the toilet.

I thought I'd be so relieved at this point, just to have it all over with and finished, but I'm not. I limped to the end of this semester so pathetically. I should have gotten three A's and two B's this semester; but I screwed everything up so badly, I probably ended up with two B's and three C's, at best - which all but drives a stake in the heart of my plans to go to medical school (which, well, I've never been so gung-ho about in the first place). I fucked up so much, I can't feel relief now. I can't feel much of anything. I'm just numb.

Well, like my DH said, now I've got the whole break to think about changing majors. Or just giving up entirely. I've already got a bachelor's degree, I really don't need to be in school anymore. I could get a crap job and just relax and stop trying to do anything with my life. I've never really been into that working-up-to-my-potential thing, anyway.

Eh, whatever. My brain's too fried to think straight at the moment. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a date with a bottle of Saranac Winter Wassail.

Monday, December 05, 2005

B-I-N-G-O!

It happened today, after 5 years, 8 months, and 11 days of waiting.

I finally got 50-State Bingo on Where's George!!!!!

Here is the hit. My last state to fall was, of course, South Dakota. I totally owe a shout-out to Bean's mom for taking that bill out there for me.

It's funny - I'd been anticipating this day for so long, I figured I'd go totally nuts when it came. But right now, what with it being the end of the semester, and me all stressed out with school, with all this stuff I have to do NOWNOWNOW, and trying to figure out where the hell my life is going, and whether I need to make a serious change in course, and then being heinously sick (again!) on top of all that... I figured I'd be engaging in wild Bacchanalian celebration, but about all I could muster was to stop crying about how hopeless everything seems (as I've begun to do at least once every few days now) and send a few celebratory e-mails (and write this post).

I was also planning, weeks ago, to do a quickie overview post for some of the neat hits I've gotten in the past few weeks (or months, as the case is now). That's going to have to wait 'til the end of the semester, as will editing my WG profile, the maps contained therein, my Xinegirl county coloring book, and the template for this sorry site.

So anyway, if I'm reading 50-State Bingo list correctly, I'm the 243rd person known to get 50-State Bingo (out of roughly 15,600 serious Georgers), and the 9th person in NY to get it. Dang. That is so way cool. :) Hee. Happy! Yay!

For posterity, here's my stats from the top of my YB report today:

This Report is current as of: Dec-05-05 11:59 PM
  • You have entered 8,292 Bills worth $20,157

  • Bills with hits: 2,163 Total hits: 2,904

  • Hit rate: 26.09% Slugging Percentage: 35.02% (total hits/total bills)

  • George Score: 1,097.80

  • Your rank (based on George Score) is #485
    (out of 15,704 current users with a George Score. [96.9 Percentile])

  • Your State Rank in New York is: 19 out of 4,547 [99.6]


Alrighty. That's all the geekery for the time being. You folks who only want to read about knitting can come back now. Speaking of knitting, guess who I ran into in AC Moore today! Ms. Big Geek herself! I couldn't stop to chat, as I was already running late, and she looked like she was kind of in a hurry, too, but at least we got to say hello. *sigh* I miss my knitting buds. Damn school. :(

Saturday, December 03, 2005

why I love the internet

I started off the morning with a quick Google search for more information about viewing Jeremy Bentham's mummified corpse at University College London, which my philosophy professor, in his lectures on Utilitarianism, has strongly urged all of us to do, should we ever be so fortunate as to visit London.

Naturally, this search led me to ol' Jeremy's Wikipedia entry, but it also turned up this charming set of photos chronicling a visit to view Mr. Bentham in his current resting place. To my dismay, I learned that, while most of dear Jeremy is on everlasting display (to provide the greatest happiness to the greatest number of people, of course), the head accompanying his corpse in the glass case is not his real head, but a wax replica. Apparently, the college had numerous problems over the years with student pranksters stealing the head, so it is now kept in the College safe.

While reading his Wikipedia entry, I realized that, while I'd heard of his Panopticon before, I really had no idea what that was all about. So, I clicked over to its Wikipedia entry and hey, that's a fairly ingenious idea (clearly so, as its continued relevance to our increasingly scrutinized and voyeuristic society shows).

Within the Panopticon wiki, there's mention of a term which caught my eye: "sousveillance" (in contrast to "surveillance"). Another click, and what a fascinating concept! It brings up not only the responsibility of every idividual member in contemporary society to monitor those who monitor us and how our increased technological ability to do so changes the power dynamic in relationships between subordinate and authority, but also how the fusion of performance art and technology once again pushes the boundaries of our understanding of ethical behavior. Or something like that.

Anyway, within the sousveillance article, among many other rockin' links, there was a link to this site on performance art, which collects and links to tons of examples of interesting ways people are responding to our current way of life (including the Surveillance Camera Players, Reverend Billy and the Church of Stop Shopping and these kids who threw a rave/fashion show in a Wal-Mart in Georgia a couple years ago). My favorite is the story about the guy at Amherst College who, to comment on the "War on Drugs," got his school to ban coffee from campus for a day. He even had friends set up a black market for coffee beans! And he did it all with the approval of the administration, under the guise of a performance art project! Brilliant. As his professor put it, "I suspect if he had come to the administration as an activist, there would have been much stronger resistance. It shows us how art has this kind of peculiar permission." Yes!

And that's how you get from Jeremy Bentham's Utilitarianism to jigging on Ronald Reagan's grave. It's the most mind-expanding hour and a half I've managed to waste on the internet in quite some time.

a nival nightmare

Thank you, A Word A Day, for teaching me the word nival (meaning "Of, growing in, or relating to, snow") just in time for the first heavy snowfall of the season.

In the words of my DH, it's "frickin' chaos" out there on the roads right now. We went 30 mph on the highway the whole way home from Casa du Bean, and we had to avoid all the stupid/wasted/crazy/all-of-the-above college kids (both pedestrians and drivers) in our neighborhood.

And here's what our forecast looks like for the next 5 days:

snow, snow, snow, snow, and more snow
Courtesy the National Weather Service.

I love snow, but it's better when I don't have to try to get around in it.

Friday, December 02, 2005

happy birthday, mr. bean!

So... with some help from Bean, I've finally got a nom du blog for my brother-in-law: Mr. Bean (since he is Bean's mister). Hee.

He is none too pleased about the name, but that's his problem. He just recently started his own blog, so he suggested "fun_with_cheese" as his nom du 'net, but 1) that's not as good a name as Mr. Bean, and B) those underscores are so 1999. Anyway, his blog only has 4 posts on it so far, but it's already awesome, and you should go check it out. Whenever I get a large block of free time to edit my messed-up and out-of-date template, I'll be adding his link to my other awesome people i know section.

Oh, so it's his birthday today, hence this post (I am actually posting from Casa du Bean right now; my mom-in-law is in town, and we are all watching A Mighty Wind). Happy Birthday, Mr. Bean! You're finally as old as I am! Welcome to it.