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Abraham Lincoln
Initially, I was going to write up a little diatribe with my thoughts on the current state of American politics, but I just don't have it in me. Everything's all scattered around and it'd be hard to follow. The main points include an essay on global warming I read in Rolling Stone, watching James Carville on TV, education reform, and the tobacco bill that Haley Barbour is vetoing along with Hob Bryant's response, which was in the Daily Journal a few days ago. Democrats need to do a little damage control because, while the Republican party may be losing popularity, the left sure isn't picking it up. Bitching doesn't get you very far. On the other hand, I sure wish Alito weren't a Supreme Court Judge.
Certain aspects of the Final Fantasy franchise have carried over. Black magic, chocobos, a score of mythological references and monsters, Cid ... and prison time. I think every FF cast has spent some time in prison. Cloud goes to jail at Golden Saucer, Zidane in Alexandria (I think for kidnapping Dagger, I'm not sure), and now Tidus and Co. get sent to the Via Purifico for killing Maester Seymour. I'm not sure about FFVIII because I never got far enough into it. But I'm determined to play in all the way through, one day. Secondly, there are tons of FAQs for role playing games... but how the hell do they get written. I rarely find secret stuff on my own. Perhaps I'm just unobservant, or aren't as socially hopeless as I thought.
And that, friends, is why I should be on Beauty and the Geek, because I do, in fact, think about these things. Hell, sometimes I even research the allusions and symbols. What am I going to do when I get back to school? sigh
Actually, I think I'd do pretty well on reality TV - those little secret interviews jive perfectly with my need for expression and catharsis. But then again, I think I'd like to keep a little private life for myself. I wish I could think of the Law that proves why reality TV isn't really realtiy TV because of the inherent fact that is on TV... but I can't. A German psychologist (of course). Basically, once the oberservee knows it's being oberserved, it's behavior is inherently changed to adapt to the knowledge that it's being watched, and any subsequent data is therefore less accurate. Thus, the presence of cameras negates the "reality" aspect of it. Now, if I could figure out why I like it so much.
In the vein of social commentary, I'm going to try to analyze the underground coffee movement, again, because it's so puzzling to me. Generally speaking, if you buy into it, it looks like a gimmick. If you're at the other end of the spectrum, you're a prick. Truth is, you can be anywhere in there and be both. Great - gone are the days of my being content with writing people off at a first glance. I've been wrong enough to know it's not that simple. But I should've seen that from the get go. Some of my best friends are totally into coffee and discovered avant pop about a week ago, but I find myself making excuses/justifications/explanations for them, even while I silently lambast those other kids. I'm soo rebellious and angsty, I just love myself.
Oh, and Lander isn't coming back to Sewanee, he's finding some school with a ROTC program so he can be in the Navy. Thanks for telling me, you fuck. Now who am I going to hang out with?
Initially, I was going to write up a little diatribe with my thoughts on the current state of American politics, but I just don't have it in me. Everything's all scattered around and it'd be hard to follow. The main points include an essay on global warming I read in Rolling Stone, watching James Carville on TV, education reform, and the tobacco bill that Haley Barbour is vetoing along with Hob Bryant's response, which was in the Daily Journal a few days ago. Democrats need to do a little damage control because, while the Republican party may be losing popularity, the left sure isn't picking it up. Bitching doesn't get you very far. On the other hand, I sure wish Alito weren't a Supreme Court Judge.
Certain aspects of the Final Fantasy franchise have carried over. Black magic, chocobos, a score of mythological references and monsters, Cid ... and prison time. I think every FF cast has spent some time in prison. Cloud goes to jail at Golden Saucer, Zidane in Alexandria (I think for kidnapping Dagger, I'm not sure), and now Tidus and Co. get sent to the Via Purifico for killing Maester Seymour. I'm not sure about FFVIII because I never got far enough into it. But I'm determined to play in all the way through, one day. Secondly, there are tons of FAQs for role playing games... but how the hell do they get written. I rarely find secret stuff on my own. Perhaps I'm just unobservant, or aren't as socially hopeless as I thought.
And that, friends, is why I should be on Beauty and the Geek, because I do, in fact, think about these things. Hell, sometimes I even research the allusions and symbols. What am I going to do when I get back to school? sigh
Actually, I think I'd do pretty well on reality TV - those little secret interviews jive perfectly with my need for expression and catharsis. But then again, I think I'd like to keep a little private life for myself. I wish I could think of the Law that proves why reality TV isn't really realtiy TV because of the inherent fact that is on TV... but I can't. A German psychologist (of course). Basically, once the oberservee knows it's being oberserved, it's behavior is inherently changed to adapt to the knowledge that it's being watched, and any subsequent data is therefore less accurate. Thus, the presence of cameras negates the "reality" aspect of it. Now, if I could figure out why I like it so much.
In the vein of social commentary, I'm going to try to analyze the underground coffee movement, again, because it's so puzzling to me. Generally speaking, if you buy into it, it looks like a gimmick. If you're at the other end of the spectrum, you're a prick. Truth is, you can be anywhere in there and be both. Great - gone are the days of my being content with writing people off at a first glance. I've been wrong enough to know it's not that simple. But I should've seen that from the get go. Some of my best friends are totally into coffee and discovered avant pop about a week ago, but I find myself making excuses/justifications/explanations for them, even while I silently lambast those other kids. I'm soo rebellious and angsty, I just love myself.
Oh, and Lander isn't coming back to Sewanee, he's finding some school with a ROTC program so he can be in the Navy. Thanks for telling me, you fuck. Now who am I going to hang out with?