C'est la vie!

Mon May 10

Gratitude

After a year of T.A.’ing and the horrible cynicism that came with it,  I decided I wanted to take some time each day to remember things I am grateful for. Today, these reasons are bountiful. My funding situation for the summer and fall are almost completely finalized and I will be able working on projects I find both interesting and important! Also, my hard work for the semester is paying off and my dedication is getting noticed. So, a big thank you goes out to my professors at Purdue today! Hooray!!

Sun Feb 15

Cell phones

Although I love my cell phone for CALLING people, I may have to argue that they are making mankind a ruder species. I HATE when you are trying to have a convo with someone, and they are texting other people or are dicking around on the internet. I mean, it’s just plain rude.

Sat May 31
THE GOONIES SWITCHEROO Go back into the annuls of beloved ’80s films, and you’d be hard pressed to find a movie closer to the hearts of thirty-somethings than The Goonies. I’ll spare you the synopsis, as you most likely already know it, but if you don’t, no need to worry - you’ve seen 20 other movies like it in its time. The template: nerdy but affable underdog(s) suffer unrelenting ridicule by jocks in varsity letter jackets but ultimately have their comeuppance, usually stealing a smoking hot girlfriend or two in the process. In the case of The Goonies, a band of akward, socially outcast kids set off to find a buried treasure, narrowly averting almost certain death and outrunning, among others, a popular high school jock named Troy. Troy is one of the classic cinematic archetypes of the 1980s; the jock. He’s good looking, rocks a period-relative badass Mustang convertible, and he’s a total prick. All we can do from the moment Troy enters the frame is to wait with baited breath to see Troy lose and the Goonies win. And in that end, back in 1985 when the underdogs had their day, (and their bag of jewels), and the final credits rolled and we called our parents for a ride home, we realized something fantastic: It’s true, we weren’t Troy. But for the first time, thanks to The Goonies, we no longer wanted to be Troy. It was okay to be us, thank you very much. Cut to present day. What happened to the better part of a generation that once walked out of their local theater rooting for the Mikeys and Chunks and Datas of the world? They’ve turned into Troys. Troys who can’t accept the differences in others and condemn the things they don’t understand. Finger pointing, shit talking Troys. Ask yourself: with whom do you identify more with these days, Troy or the Goonies? And if you’re reading this and you happen to be an internet shit talker, could it be because you think I’m Troy? Because honest to God, I’ve always fancied myself a Goonie; the underdog who toppled over the narrow-minded naysayers and walked away with a treasure. So maybe this whole thing is one big misunderstanding and it turns out we don’t need to go down as a generation remembered as having spent the ’00s wearing our asses like hats after all. Maybe it will turn out that we needed a little time to figure out that in the end we’re all just a bunch of Goonies. JM POSTED BY JOHN MAYER AT 05:37 PM FROM LOS ANGELES, CA

I love you John….

johnmayer.com

Mon Mar 31
Tomorrow will be a good day, indeed! :D

Tomorrow will be a good day, indeed! :D

Thu Mar 13

Seriously….

 So, the Pope wants to add seven more deadly sins. I can understand some of them, but…wow. I have a major problem with 2. We are trying to cure life-threatening diseases. Drug abuse is often a disease….aren’t 6 and 7 an extension of 5.

 Nice thoughts, but I don’t agree at all. 

1. ‘Bioethical’ violations such as birth control
2. ‘Morally dubious’ experiments such as stem cell research
3. Drug abuse
4. Polluting the environment
5. Contributing to widening divide between rich and poor
6. Excessive wealth
7. Creating poverty

Tue Mar 11
Wed Feb 6

Spring Break

I’m officially going to Vegas for Spring Break with Whitnie. My friend Vikki is going with her family too, so it’s gonna be a blast. Wahooo!

Tue Jan 29

Public Service Announcement

NEVER, EVER drive back down state at 10 pm from Marquette. It is not a good idea. I am exhausted but I can’t sleep b/c I drank too much cappachino. I have to wake up in like 4 1/2 hours. ugh.

Thu Jan 24

Going back to the old school days of travelling the Oregon Trail

  • jillybeaner0626: i fucking got murdered!
  • jillybeaner0626: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
  • AVintageDesign: lol what?!?!
  • AVintageDesign: how did that happen?!
  • AVintageDesign: haha.. so funny..
  • jillybeaner0626: i tried to steal.
  • AVintageDesign: lol.. from who?
  • jillybeaner0626: josh.
  • jillybeaner0626: don't do it.
  • AVintageDesign: I won't steal from him.. just you.. I stole a ton from you man!
  • AVintageDesign: I reached oregon city
  • jillybeaner0626: well, howdy!
  • AVintageDesign: haha.. don't pretend like you made it.. you died..
  • AVintageDesign: well.. ok.. you made it on my wagon.. but that's cause I saved you from pooping your brains out..
  • jillybeaner0626: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. that's really funny.
  • AVintageDesign: lol only because I love you
Sat Jan 12

The times they are a changin’

Wow. I haven’t blogged in a really long time.

 It was nice to have a break away from school though. Except that it involved my car dying in St. “Igs” (Nicole feels that this is a great abbrev.) and me having to spend the night in a Super 8 by myself followed by a day of walking down US2 and hanging out in a hillbilly garage waiting for my car.

 Ah, the splendid UP.