October 23, 2007

  • The cold north wind

    celtic3

    Thank Hod for the unexpected
    winter chill wrought on us during the past day. Just to clear any
    confusion to the three people reading this, I meant to type Hod, not
    God. Hod is the anglicized version of the Norse God of Winter, Höðr.
    Enough mythology for tonight, though.

    Okay, so there has been something on my mind lately. It seems that when
    I ask someone of their goals and dreams, the common response is “get a
    degree, then a job, then a family.”

    Now, by no means is attaining that triune a simple task, and in no way
    am I criticizing those content with that life plan. I certainly want
    those three things in life, but then again, so does nearly everyone.
    Actually, I NEED a job in life. Most people who aren’t spoiled rich do.
    I WANT a nice job in either microbiology or pharmacy. I NEED a degree
    to get that sort of employment. I WANT to have kids, but according to
    Darwin, I NEED to have kids [to be genetically successful, ya dig.]

    Here’s what I’m getting at: Many people develop goals set on what they
    need, and not so much on what they want. My only real complaint on this
    strive for necessity–if you can call it a complaint– is that people
    fail to define themselves.

    So, here is a list of goals I WANT to do in my life:
    1. Learn how to:
    a. salsa dance
    b. speak norwegian
    c. mix the perfect cocktail
    d. prepare well-rounded meals
    e. play that damn violin that’s been sitting in my closet since 6th grade
    g. give a massage that doesn’t cripple someone

    2. Build:
    a. a coffee table
    b. a statue
    c. my own body
    d. a house

    3. Meet:
    a. Ian Anderson of Jethro Tull
    b. Nathan Fillion of Firefly
    c. myself, in 20 years (note: goal will take twenty years.. stay alive)

    Okay, so I set up an example of defining goals…as obscure as they are…

    Now is your turn. Surprise me. Define you.

August 23, 2007

August 21, 2007

  • My dream of being a Coroner has been shot to shit

    Tuesdays are LAB days. A hefty chunk of my schedule on these days
    encompasses four hours of Chemistry II lab with an eccentric lab
    instructor who slightly reminds me of my Chem teacher from high school.
    More than likely, this teacher didn’t get a DUI when driving to
    Whataburger.

    Although Chemistry with Dortch 2.0 dominates much of my lab time, there
    is still much to be said about Human [Anatomy &] Dissection. I saw
    my first three cadavers today. THREE. That’s a lot of dead for a person
    to see, unless you’re a murderer, cop, investigator, doctor, nurse,
    coroner, priest, unlucky person who stumbles on dead bodies, George
    Romero, those kids from Stand By Me, etc…

    Have you ever seen a dead person before? It’s not as fun as it sounds.
    In fact, it made my skin crawl seeing three lifeless bodies covered by
    a thin layer of clear plastic. That slip cover adds an interesting
    effect to the appearance of a corpse. It makes it look unreal, like
    it’s horror movie prop in storage. You feel that–although it is
    indefinitely room temperature, motionless, and laden with a stench of
    cabbage and vinegar–at any second life will try to reclaim the body
    and its soul will escape from the underworld as its physical remains
    escape from the bag.

    Then, the professor told us that these donated cadavers were people who
    died in assisted living and/or retirement homes, and either no family
    [wanted to] claim the remains or no one could afford for a proper
    burial.

    Yeah. Kind of puts a bitter taste in your mouth.

    So does the smell of formaldehyde.

August 20, 2007

  • TGIM

    I’ve been waiting for school to start like Joe Piscopo has for a
    spike in his career. In other words, I’ve been doing nothing and
    ecstatic for this semester.

    Also, last night I had a dream where I had one of those nifty
    hoverboards from BttFPII (that’s Back to the Future Part II for all
    those non MJF acolytes) and I just shredded up some steps and roadways
    real futuristic style. Unfortunately, there was no Griff Tannen
    pursuing me.

    Hm. This semester will be pretty good, hopefully. Hot bitches in all my classes, MFer!! LOLz.1!

    So tonight is Monday Night RAW night. I can’t wait to see-na John Cena.

July 20, 2007

  • Life Aint That Bad

        I just freed myself from a very negative friendship. For some
    reason–maybe it was from watching TV or some other mass-consumed
    propaganda–there was this ideal imprinted in my head that with every
    split comes sadness. However, any prior beliefs of that have been
    thrown out the window. In fact, after not-so-elegantly burning incinerating this bridge, I have felt much happier and appreciative towards real friends.

        The truth is, I have real friends who will stand up for me instead of
    talk me down behind my back. I have friends who will call me wanting to
    hang out all hours of my life, instead of always making up small
    excuses to avoid contact with me. I have friends who genuinely love me
    as much as I love them, and don’t just put up a two-front façade just
    to appease whoever their current company is.

        This rift is some sort of blessing; certainly, it was a blessing in
    hideous garb, but a blessing ne’ertheless. Be it my horoscope’s lucky
    day, Odin’s hanging tree sacrifice for nine days, or even the holy
    touch of Yahweh himself, I’m thankful.

        And maybe I should feel pity on my old acquaintance, if only to repay
    her for the pity she claims to have for me, but I am dwelling on a
    quote by Nietzsche:


    “To show pity is felt as a sign of contempt because one has clearly ceased to be an object of fear as soon as one is pitied.”

        This is what keeps me from pitying this girl (who, out of my waning
    respect, shall remain nameless). She is still an object of fear. What
    is truly intimidating about her is how she will cast aside a friendship
    when she has so few friends left. Since high school, she has
    magnificently repelled many of those once considered close to her, and
    now all she has left is a hollow shell where only a faltering romance
    and weak family values dwindle.

        While I do hope she never becomes
    completely alone in the world–as that is a fate I wouldn’t wish upon
    even my greatest enemy–I will not be surprised when I find that day
    come around. To quote Electric Light Orchestra’s “Evil Woman”: “You made the wine, now you drink the cup.”

April 21, 2007

  • Central Oklahoma Stats

    Facebook has this new thing to see what the most popular entries for each category are.. here is a picture for reference:

    UCOstats

    So, a simple conclusion that can be derived is that the typical UCO
    student has bad taste in music, movies, books, and has VERY general
    interests.

    I bet if they had “top quotes” is a catergory, you’d see stuff like:
    “Time is a waste of life, and life is a waste of time, so let’s get wasted and have the time of our lives,”
    or “I like scotch. Scotch, scotch, scotch.”

    Don’t get me wrong. I think some of the books, music,
    and movies on the list are good ones, but you have to admit–there are
    some shittites among them. And maybe you’re wondering if I can come up
    with some better interests? Just feast your eyes:

    TaylorRules

    God, if only everyone were more like me.

February 27, 2007

  • E is not for me.

    Now I feel free.

    Whoo-peee!

    Your’s truly,

    T.

    I don’t imagine anyone will understand the meaning of this post.

February 3, 2007

  • Deliver us from the fury of Northmen, O Lord!

    It would be a lie to say I’ve been active in Xanga. The only thing I
    use it for is image storage for myspace bulletins. I’ve had no urges to
    post my opinions, beliefs, background, jokes, philosophy, etc.

    This semester has been pretty rough to say the least. I never thought
    all the rumors I heard about Animal Biology would hold true. That
    course is brutal. Why, it’s almost as brutal as the Vikings. Say, that
    reminds me: I want to get some tattoos–and not just “cool looking
    tattoos,” mind you.

    I’ve always been pretty conservative about tattoos, and thought they
    were stupid for the most part. Then I realized that they’re only stupid
    because most of the people who get them are stupid (or at least lack
    the insight to get a tattoo that means something and the foresight to
    get a tattoo that looks good and doesn’t just look like a
    disfiguration). Now I may just be a little too confident when I say
    this, but I’m not stupid… and it’s from this that I think I could get
    a tattoo that not only looks good, but has an interesting meaning.

    Now maybe some of you know of my love for Vikings and Norse Mythology.
    I may as well follow Asatru (Odinism). It’s also apparent that I am of
    Germanic descendence (Anglo-Saxon, Danish, Celtic, Scandinavian). And
    my favorite of the old germanic cultures is Norse (yes, even beating
    out Celt and Saxon).

    So it’s fitting that if I do get a tattoo, I’d get something
    representative of my norse bloodline. All the details aside, I’m
    thinking of getting some symbols such as these:

    ShieldKnot
    Traditional Norse version of the Shield knot.
    Used for warding and protection.

    HrungnirsHeart
    Hrungnir’s Heart, aka Odin’s Knot
    represents the three realms and nine worlds of Norse Mythos.
    can also be perceived as birth, pregnancy, and reincarnation.
    Found on many grave carvings, signifying afterlife.

    This is just the beginning though. I really want to have a tattoo
    encompass my entire shoulder area (though nothing noticable while I’m
    wearing a shirt, for occupational purposes). I guess the closest
    illustration I can give you is from this screenshot of Everquest II:

    barbwoad
    Sort of like that, but covering more chest/back area;
    also, no facial tattooing (or hair until I can get a steady 5 o’clock)

    Comments?

    Edit: I made an 84.9 on the lecture half of my exam; way better than I
    expected, and better than the guy who sits next to me (which is really
    all that matters.

    As for the tattoo, think Tim Commerford from Rage Against the Machine:
    timfromrage

December 8, 2006

  • Inspired by Philosophy and “In Defense of Elitism:”

        Over the past half century, the idea of public
    education has gradually become more of a right than a privilege. At one
    time, graduating high school was a decorous mark on one’s resume; now,
    however, it is almost laughable for someone to endeavor for a
    respectable job with only a high school diploma to their credit. And
    with this notion follows the idea that college is now thought of as a
    right of passage for those who have managed to wake up and attend their
    classes regularly for twelve years. This inclination holds true, as the
    percent of high school graduates who go on to college is irreversibly
    on the rise.
        Also apparent is the trend of congestion in
    particularly popular fields of study; forensics, law, and journalism
    are the new business majors. What is to happen to all those students
    who get out of college only to find out that the supply of graduates in
    their degree greatly outnumbers the demand for them? And yet another
    question to ask is: if this egalitarian movement towards higher
    education continues, and seemingly every high school graduate goes on
    to pursue a degree, who will work in the factories?
        Educational reform is greatly needed in this
    country, but it seems that each attempt supported by our leaders is a
    step in the wrong direction. Our latest educational reform act, aptly
    named “No Child Left Behind,” is the perfect example of our leaders’
    failure to remedy America‘s plague that is mediocrity. I’ll touch upon
    this thought in a more detailed manner latter on.
        With no further postponement, I’ll submit that our
    leaders would benefit greatly by reading Plato’s Republic. Plato’s
    concept of an education system–where all are included in the beginning
    and then gradually taken out and put into their respective caste
    according to merit– seems, to me, to be the best candidate for
    educational reform. While this system was used primarily for the
    selection of who would rule in Plato’s ideal society, it’s principles
    could also be exploited for determining what style of occupation every
    citizen of a society could acquire.
        To some extent, this concept has already been
    realized in England. Their education is broken into tiers much like our
    elementary, middle, and high schools, but at the end of each tier,
    those who show neither aptitude nor diligence to succeed are then
    transferred over to a lesser vocational school, such as for mechanical
    work or carpentry. Those who do show promise are rewarded with
    progression to the next tier. This “thins out the crowd,” so to speak,
    and creates less congestion in higher education when compared to a
    system like the United States’.
        Regardless of whether or not the act works according
    to its intent, our country’s No Child Left Behind act is completely
    averse to Plato’s meritocracy. Instead of inspiring any sort of
    motivation in students to compete and excel out of fear of not
    progressing (and ultimately not living to their full potential), the
    stipulations set by NCLB cause schools to lower academic standards so
    lesser students can still pass by.
        Another effect of NCLB is that genuinely gifted
    and/or driven students end up being grouped with their
    less-than-stellar peers, and benefit less from the achievement of their
    education than they would otherwise. Any astute follower of Plato
    should be upset by this aspect of our system and how it looks after the
    stragglers rather than glorify the excellent.
        Perhaps instead of limiting this philosophy to only
    our leaders, Plato’s Republic should be read by the entirety of this
    nation. One problem driving acts such as NCLB into execution is the
    naturally egalitarian sentiments held by our citizens; instead of being
    satisfied with a land of equal opportunity, we are collectively in
    favor of and striving towards a land of equal success; instead of
    believing that everyone is responsible for their own disposition, we
    believe that they were not given enough chances to succeed.
        I do not mean to say that every American is so
    egalitarian, as fact that I am American disproves such a statement. It
    would be better to justify my claim by saying that somewhere in the
    chain of power– whether it be representatives, supreme justices,
    senators, our president, or the whole of the three branches– this
    mentality of “excelling without justification” runs rampant enough to
    allow something like No Child Left Behind to pass.
        It is common understanding that Elitism is in direct
    opposition of Egalitarianism. Alongside this, Elitism is a word usually
    dealt out with a negative connotation. It seems to me that it should
    not be so; to be in favor Elitism, defined as belief in the rule of
    elite (or ‘distinguished,’ to use a similar, yet more favorable,
    moniker), is to be in favor of Plato’s ideal. If anything, this
    antipode of Plato, Egalitarianism, should be the less favorable term.
    To clarify, let me set another query before you: is it crueler to make
    civilization realize that some people simply do not succeed in life and
    separate them into castes, or to let them keep on fooling themselves
    that everyone can be their own boss someday?
        To assume that a hypothetical society–one where all
    members would read and truly follow the principles set by Plato– could
    exist may be too prospective. Nevertheless, I maintain that such a
    society would be better than the one we currently live in. If such a
    purely Platonist society did exist, it would be void of envy. Everyone
    under the same allegiance would willingly accept that they are
    responsible for their place in life, and they would be unable to hold
    others who excel in contempt, for they were given the same opportunity
    to succeed and failed, by their own doing, to do so.