Happy 2013! This year, in a return to its Muserly roots, the blog is dedicating each monthly random thread to an especially memorable issue or article of the magazine that brought us all together.
For January it’s the May/June 2006 issue on the theme of language, which contained (among other things) “Learning to Speak” by Fiona Cowie; John Noble Wilford’s article about the revival of Virginia Algonquian, the language of Pocahontas; and, of course, the inimitable “English as She Is Spoke.” Not to mention an exceptionally bizarre “Kokopelli & Company” strip, in which Chad performs exploratory brain surgery on Urania:
Happy new year! Now that we’ve survived the apocalypse *coughcough*, 2013 should be a breeze. My family celebrated the new year by staying up late playing games, baking cookies, and watching Sherlock.
I fly back to school on Saturday, and although winter break has been fun, I can’t say I’m unhappy about going back. I miss Seattle! I’ve just about had enough of snow, and I’m ready to return to the temperate rainforest that is Western Washington.
Happy New Year to Everybuggy! Er, everymuser. Hope everyone had an excellent 2012, and is going to have a wonderful 2013!
What are your accomplishments? I graduated college and submitted a short story for the first time!
Well, I won my district spelling bee and got third place in the one after that (the first-place winner went to the national bee), which was locally televised. Afterward, I graduated from middle school and survived my first semester of early college high school. It was a much bigger change than I was expecting in lots of ways, good and bad. I definitely don’t regret doing it.
Also, I saved a fly from drowning.
All in all, it was a good year. I’m hoping the next one will be even better.
Goodness… Can’t claim graduating college; I’ve barely just begun. Congratulations on that!
2012 marked my first post-season playing quidditch, including the first (and possibly last?) Spring Champions Series.
I also took the second course ever that has made a solid, measurable, immediate impact on my life- CSD 297. A mix of hippy-dippy-trippy meditation & mindfulness techniques, and grounded, practical counselling skills.
… Can’t think of any more noteworthy accomplishments for now. I’m sure they’re there!
-A
Are you saying meditation and mindfulness techniques in general aren’t grounded or practical, or just that the ones in your class aren’t? I can’t speak for what you did in your class, not having the faintest idea what it is you did, but I believe there have been plenty of studies that point towards the psychological benefit of that sort of thing.
Or did you not mean to imply anything of the sort, and I’m just reading too much into it?
Definitely reading too far into it! There are even highly-researched physiological benefits, and indeed I even did my final project for the class on just that. It’s easier to contrast the two in passing, though.
-A
Whoops, edit: CSD 287.
-A
I watched the hobbit, enough said
I, hm… I made All-District Jazz, made a few friends, survived my first ever marching band season, and learned the baritone.
I started my senior year at two awesome high schools, traveled through Europe, made first team All-League for soccer as a midfielder, started dating my first boyfriend (whom I’m very much in love with), submitted my first seven college applications, coached a soccer team of 6-year old girls, learned all about the “Secrets of Soil” and interpreted that exhibit at the museum, had an awesome and inspiring experience on the Student Advisory Council at my summer camp…wow, I accomplished a lot last year! I hope 2013 is at least as happy and successful.
I had a great first semester as a high school junior, what with the academic improvement, pride over that, maintaining and maybe forming friendships despite my and my offline friends’ lives continuing to diverge, continuing out-of-school interests, and my somewhat improved social status.
I had an exhausting second semester trying to maintain all that, with some success.
I became a lot more organised. I learnt calculus at last. I dealt with parents better than last year, gaining some emotional detachment and insight.
2012 was an important year, and went from good to mixed. I hope next year is better, and includes more sleep and the accompanying benefits.
Can’t believe the year is already over….time goes way too fast. Let’s see…
I was a competitor at the forensics Grand Nationals in Baltimore, MD, graduated high school, finished my first semester of college, and got my first solo in a collegiate choir during that time! All in all, a good year so far. Not to mention all of the wonderful friends I’ve made and people I’ve met.
I finally got my parents to get me a kitten.
Happy New Year to all my dear friends on the ‘Blog!
I hope 2013 brings you all happiness and joy. It is strange to think that in the next twelve months I will have sat my AS exams and applied to university (and hopefully been successful in doing so!)
Starting off the year with extremely stiff and sore shoulders and neck, probably due to an awkward fall yesterday and exacerbated by an awkward sleeping position – but there’s nothing hot chocolate and a warm chalet won’t fix!
Here’s to another great year of MuseBloggyness – and thank you all for continuing to be wonderful; I’m privileged to know such fantastic people as yourselves!
The second paragraph applies to me too, basically. University applications themselves are pretty easy here compared to the US and possibly to England, but just as significant! As far as I know, that is.
Happy New Year, MuseBlog! Let’s make it a great one for the Kokonspiracy!
Happy New Year, all! Every day is just as full of wonder and possibility as today is–grab the opportunity every morning gives you and do something you’ve never done before, be someone you’ve never been before. “Seize the day, boys. Make your lives extraordinary.”
And in honor of this month’s theme, one that is exceptionally dear to my heart, may I propose we resurrect the Coy Woodnesse thread? I think it’s been a little too coy lately.
hello
in Ireland!!
have been awake for many many hours like 36 or something
birthday has been okay though I keep forgetting it’s my bday
spent about 2 hours in the Guinness storehouse avoiding beer and drinking caffinated soda and nearly falling asleep anyway
and walked way to farr to an alright resturaunt
but DIFFERENT COUNTRY so cool. DId I mention I’m in Dublin. Though not for too much longer. Can’t wait to get to Galway though it will be so pretty
I cannot really read/remember what I’m typing but we’re not supposed to go to sleep till like 9pm or schedules will just be messed up
so ONE MORE HOUR OF AWAKE I CAN DO IT
I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY GO TO SLEEP <3
I still have this issue
My copy has probably been reincarnated as some other paper product.
AGAINST MY WILL.
Ack! As has become thoroughly traditional, I’ve once again missed my blogiversary. I’ve spent a third of my life here–and what a great bunch of people to spend it with! Here’s to another six years of throwing pies and exploring the universe with you all!
Hope everyone had a lovely new year… I have discovered that it is somewhat difficult to create a tunnel system out of snow that you can crawl in, but if you manage, it is quite rewarding.
Now I must try that.
Happy New Year, all you lovely people!
The holidays were pretty… boring. I have to admit I’m sort of glad break is over and I’m back in school, even though high school has been a pretty awful experience so far. Here’s hoping 2013 will be better! I have some resolutions I plan to accomplish this year, which is odd because I never really set resolutions for myself for the new year. Maybe it’s about time I started doing that.
I’m cold and I keep having dreams about y’all, just in case anyone wondered.
Until next time I pop in, hugs and squids to you!
I loved that issue!
Happy new year!
Along with Piggy, I have also reached the 1/3 mark (and missed it). I’m a couple months past 15 and I’ve been here since a couple months after turning 10.
So yay. Yay me and yay all of you because without all of your general awesomeness I would not have stuck around.
2013 is off to an absolutely fantastic start.
My father’s feeling way better (was diagnosed with MS two years ago) and is able to work at almost his pre-diagnosis rate, I sat down last night and wrote two songs, one in Ableton and one on my guitar, and things are sort of figuring themselves out relationship-wise.
Music and crushes and new year’s oh my
My plan has worked, so I now have an agreement to email Sage my book chapter by chapter. Well, my book is not actually divided into chapters, but it does alternate between the daily activities of the masses and the nightly activities of the main character, so I’ll send it over one night/day pair at a time.
So yes, in a way it is a Tale of Nights, but at most the nights should only number up to fifty. (And they’re pretty unlikely to reach that many.)
What does the word ‘claddagh’ bring to mind for all of you?
-A
A local restaurant.
Probably not the answer you were looking for.
On the contrary, exactly what I’m looking for!
-A
It’s an Irish thing, right? Is that the one with two hands interlocked, or the kind of dagger? Or neither? I can never remember…
I think it’s the interlocked hands… *looks up* …yes, it is.
First cheddar cheese, then being clad. I don’t know if I’m pronouncing it correctly, though.
It does sound Irish/Scottish/Gaelic, but I wouldn’t know.
A type of ring, two hands holding a heart, often with a crown on it. It’s a traditional engagement and/or wedding ring, and available by the dozens in any “celtic” kitsch shop. Why?
Just wondering what the associations were. Everyone gave really good, thoughtful answers that took the question siriusly… I’ve missed hanging out with you guys.
-A
Her fruitless searching (so far), flirtatious dancing, worried thumbing.
His tattoo, balancing his torso opposite an Eye of Providence.
I love how simply it carries great meaning.
Aaaagh perfect. Thank you.
-A
A little ring with two hands holding a heart with a crown on top. Something to do with love and friendship, when worn, it can indicate a person’s relationship status.
Either being stabbed or cabbage. No, I have no idea how my brain works either.
So… murder and cabbage?
MY CABBAGES
-A
Actually, I was referencing a certain misreading in my old “Mostly Harmless: Destination Moon” fan-fic.
And expression of annoyance. I much prefer its real definition, though.
So in seventh grade our science teachers wanted us to dance in the name of science. I made a fool of myself in front of lots of people.
And in eighth grade our gym teachers wanted us to dance in the name of exercise. I made a fool of myself in front of lots of people.
And it’s ninth grade and my English teacher wants us to dance in the name of poetry and self-expression.
I’m going to break this chain! I am going to convince her to exempt me! I’ll parody ever song on the planet if I have to! I’m not dancing for the third year in a row!
I’m sorry; I know what that’s like. *cannot learn a dance to save her life and has been required to do so in the past, with spectacular debacles as results*
Good luck, AL!
Whoops turns out we don’t have to dance… crisis averted!
hellooooo
today was orientation and drive to galway woo
Am in my apartment now. It did not come with a pillow and a duvet as stated, so I had to buy those too. Sigh. But I got those, sheets, and cereal/bread/nutella for tonight. Tomorrow my roommate (one of my best friends who is also from my home college!) will go buy more groceries for meals for the week.
Met another person living in our suite, also an american exchange student. Not sure who the other one or two suitemates are yet. There’s some stuff on the couch but no person attached to it. Hoping it’s maybe an irish student? Probably someone living here all year at any rate.
More galway-specific orientation tomorrow. Fun fun! Will get to start shopping for classes and stuff next week, mostly meetings tomorrow.
It’s midnight now so I should maybe try to go to bed? Maybe keeping this so-tired-so-early thing will help me but I doubt it will last for long. Even though sunset’s like 4:30 I will probably unintentionally revert back into foreverawake mode soon.
Unless you find, as I did, that the time zone is more agreeable on that side of the Atlantic.
I helped my brother with his Latin homework today. I’m a bit rusty after a year and a half since my last class, but I still did pretty well, and I was able to find the answers to all of the questions his textbook asked. (And then I made him find them, too, because I wasn’t going to do all the work for him.)
I would just like to announce that yesterday I went on a misericord hunt with none other than the legendary misericord expert of MB himself.
Also, happy 2013. We spent it playing concertinas, nearly lighting the entirety of Kingswinford on fire (not really, though), and making puns for about 2 hours straight. CLEARLY WE ARE THE COOL KIDS.
Paul has unofficially adopted me as a niece. I think it’s mostly because I make a mean gravy and bad puns.
Today we made a significant portion of a simple medieval psaltery, which will be finished up tomorrow.
I love England. It’s so gorgeous here, things are human-sized and well-built. It’s refreshing. I still can’t get used to driving on the left, though. Also foods are different. You have to specially order rice with Chinese takeout (which is called take away), soy sauce is sugary, and mustard is highly concentrated powder that tastes approximately nothing like any other mustard I’ve had before. Last night I discovered that gas ovens ≠regular ovens. Dinner turned out okay anyway though, despite being entirely different than I’d expected.
Dinner was delicious. I am almost convinced that cooking with dead things is unnecessary.
Hello everyone, and happy new year! It certainly has been a long time since I was on Museblog. I hope you all are doing well.
Hello, vanillabean! A quick search shows that you were last on the blog last March. It’s always good to hear from you.
Welcome back! It’s good to see you again. I’m doing well indeed; what about you?
Hello and welcome back; we’ve missed you!
Welcome back, vanillabean!
Welcome back!
Powder skiing is just magical, especially with fifteen centimetres of new snow. It’s very different from regular on-piste schussing, but I highly recommend it.
Well, there is a downside. My dad lost one of his (rental) skis in some deep powder this afternoon after taking a fall, but it’s not a big deal.
You know, as lonely as it can be being home on vacation now that my family is back at work and school, sitting in bed reading Star Wars comics is a great way to spend a day.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Just spendi’n new years making homeade motors for another robot and chewing food and playing video games and getting caked off at this guy on eBay because i bought a DS game from him and it was suppoused to get here the day after chrismas but it still hasn’t come yet.
Wow – it’s really cool that you can make motors and stuff. It has always interested me but I’ve never had the opportunity to figure it out.
SFTDP
but i wonder if there is a place to post long stories in this place?
What kind of long stories?
Maybe the ‘Books In Progress’ thread?
um… long ones
Writing thread?
Writing thread.
What do y’all do when the self-loathing comes a-calling?
Coping skills! There’s a whole thread of them off somewhere in the annals of time.
For now, try to do things you enjoy, and think about things you’re looking forward to. Also try to do things like getting enough sleep, eating about as much as you usually do, etc (but don’t beat yourself up if you can’t).
(And if you ever want to talk, I’m around.)
Here’s coping.
I’ve just launched a new edition — still blank as this comment was submitted.
Thank you!
as a side note– that particular link goes to the admin version of the page, and thus is broken for us mere mortals
Oops! Fixed now.
Anything productive, like cooking or building/fixing things, while distracting myself with radio or TV shows (that’s probably not a really healthy way to go about it, but hey).
You listen to me when I tell you that you’re a fantastic person. You’re kind, you’re creative, you’re incredibly talented, you’re brilliant, you’re incredible in pretty much any way I can think of, I love you, and you should love you too. Even though it’s hard sometimes, know that you are loved, and rightfully so.
It’s hard to believe these sorts of things sometimes, I know that. But please at least try to accept on some level that these things are true, and I say them because they are true and not because I just want to make you feel better.
The coping thread is also always a good idea, too.
*hugs*
And I will second all that. You are an amazing person. What you’ve already achieved in 20 or so years is more than most people achieve in their entire lives. It’s only because you’re so impossibly good at what you do that you hate yourself for not doing even better. Stop hating yourself and allow yourself to be just a little smug.
*hugs* I’m here if you want to chat.
Well, I finished watching MLP: FiM.
As in, all of it. All 3 seasons.
I can’t wait until the next episode comes out, even though I don’t have high expectations, as Dave Polsky’s writing it.
How did my life even get like this?
HMS Victory.
I stood on the deck where Nelson fell.
I sang Nelson’s Memory on the dock while looking at the ship.
That’s kind of a big deal for anyone interested in sailing or naval history.
Which I am.
It must have been an incredible experience.
For “interested”, read “obsessed”.
But it was a very moving experience. I’m so glad I was there to hear that shanty sung.
So…midterms. Whee, studying. And research paper for World History. I’m actually not dreading this: the two people I’ve narrowed it down to, Kepler and Hooke, seem very interesting.
In other news, I’m sick of all the music on my iPod. MUSIC SUGGESTIONS GO
<Fluttershy>That is…um…if you don’t mind…</Fluttershy>
Well, what types of music? I have suggestions, but nearly all of them are from musicals; do you like musicals? If you don’t, there won’t be much point in posting them.
Other than that, Gemma Luna is amazing.
I am open to pretty much anything.
Which musicals? I did rather like “Lovely Ladies” and “Master of the House” in the Les Mis movie, but perhaps there are other better versions out there? *goes off to look up Gemma Luna*
What about The Decemberists? Or They Might Be Giants? Or the White Stripes?
Hey, guys! I know I only appear sporadically as of now, since my attention is often otherwise occupied, but –
I’ve decided to call my little brother’s attention to this site.
Call it a hunch.
He says he probably won’t be on here too much, but – I’ll try to remind him! I think he could use you guys. He’s a smart kid. ^u^ He’ll be called Duorogue if he ever gets on.
~Avalongirl/Thief/whatever you call me but nowadays I go by Daekie!/ out, chickadees!
(Oh, GAPAs, would it be alright if I was to post my tumblr url? :O It’s contact out of the site, but it has no personal info; I just haven’t talked with a lot of the bloggers in a while – to my dismay~)
Benjamin Franklinstein Meets Thomas Deadison: First-class, absolutely first-class. The only thing that could have made it better is that we were slightly teased with the possibility Tesla might show up and he didn’t. (Or maybe that was just my own wishful thinking.) Still, just as funny and epic as the first two and a great conclusion to the trilogy.
(Also: considering polarized sunglasses turned out to be all it took to defeat the mind control, I bet the Prometheans were kicking themselves for not having preserved Edwin Land… or maybe they did, but he just hasn’t been woken up yet, the list in the book was of “OTHER Inventors Preserved By The Order”, not “ALL Inventors Preserved By The Order”…)
You know, I actually kind of want to write fanfiction for this series… The idea of a secret order of nerds tasked with protecting famous scientists kept in suspended animation is just too cool of a premise, and the whole period from Orville Wright’s “death” to Ben Franklin waking up in 2010/2011 isn’t covered at all… But we know the Big Bad was awakening every ten years to gather more power… It’s just begging for Elsewhere Fic!
Master Paul and I just had a rice battle with 1/72 scale plastic Romans and Ancient Britons (you can guess who was which). I won.
Aaaaand this is why MB people are the best people.
In case anyone is unclear about the nature of a rice battle, I should explain.
Two (or more) people position themselves at opposite ends of a table. Two lines of little plastic soldiers, of whatever period is deemed appropriate, are lined up facing each other in battle formation.
The object is to demolish your opponent’s forces by spitting grains of pudding rice at them through a drinking straw, peashooter-style. You can use a peashooter and bigger soldiers, but rice is cheaper and gives a more expansive sense of scale.
The precise rules and winning conditions may be determined by agreement, and modified during the battle, with much argument. While the intention is to aim at the the soldiers, your opponent inevitably receives a few damp grains of rice from ricochets and the odd sly intentional misfire. You should make sure your opponent is a good friend who will tolerate treachery and outright cheating.
hellloooooo
still in Ireland! Things are fun!
Walked around Galway today and yesterday! And have mostly picked out my classes. I think I will be taking these!
– Irish for Beginners
– Celtic mythology, religion, and folklore
– King Arthur and the Holy Grail
– Quaternary Environments
– Introduction to GIS
The last two are geology-related and will apply towards my actual major but the others are all for fun woo! Will be shopping around other classes more too still just because the next like, two weeks are just for that?? We don’t actually register till the 21st or something. And classes are from the hour to the hour but it’s implied you show up ten minutes late. And most classes don’t have homework, just the final. And they meet for an hour like once or twice a week???
Man the Irish like never actually spend any time in school I guess
but it’s perfect for study abroad so woooo
I found a Googlewhack!
“Jigglypuff ningaui.”
I knew I could find something with “ningaui” if I tried long enough!
And I had to announce it here, because if I put it anywhere else, it would cease to be a Googlewhack, as occurred with “bizarre arctisconia.”
still exists
still slightly damp
classes kind of start tomorrow. We have two weeks to just check out whatever? though only going to 2 class periods tomorrow, both for the same class. Quaternary environments–the professor (er… lecturer? Apparently “Professor” here is quite the earned title, and most of the lecturers are “Doctors” and such) is the one I talked to when interrogating about the GIS class/geography department and he seemed pretty cool.
(I also was able to pick him out in the room as the geography/geology presenter based on his looks alone… ahh, stereotypes.)
Better get used to being damp for as long as you live in Ireland. On the plus side, it’s very good for the complexion.
Guess who just spent the most fabulous afternoon with the most fabulous person? Yes, Choklit Orange and I hung out in San Francisco today, we sang Christmas carols and busked and it was wonderful. We made a recording of ourselves singing “What D’you Do With An Errant Muser”, with added lines, and Chok’s supposed to send it in at some point.
Chok really is one of the loveliest people in the world, guys, if you never meet her you’re missing out. Back in the summer, when we met up with R101 and Cskia and a few of their friends and sang sea shanties, we got into a cuddlepile in the hold of a ship, and that remains one of the highlights of that year. She is so incredible.
So I had
the best day.
Cat’s Eye and I met up in San Francisco and spent the afternoon eating ramen and having a really great time in the mall, and then we went outside and attempted to carol and busk, and saw a beautiful flock of birds. And we sang “What Shall We Do With An Errant Muser,” from the ninth MuseCast, but we added in a couple of our own lyrics- I’ll finish editing that and send it in, if it’s alright.
I had been having a kind of unhappy week, and Cat restored all my faith in humanity in about four hours, just by being there. She is the cleverest, kindest, most absolutely heartwarming person you can imagine.
I spent the entire afternoon, the two hours it took to get home, and the whole evening afterward smiling.
I am crying you are actually my favorite human being let’s get married
I have no objection to that whatsoever.
♥
*ENVY*
*clambers aboard envy boat*
May I be first mate? That sounds wonderful and I’m so glad you two had a wonderful time.
So much envy but I’m so glad to see you both so happy! Sounds like it was an amazing Kokon – and you absolutely must send the song in.
Back at school! It’s great to be back.
I made a cave under my half-lofted bed… I consolidated my storage bins, and put some pillows and fairy lights under there. It’s lovely.
First day of classes: done! I had Greek this morning, in which the five of us that survived last semester are basically picking up exactly where we left off. After lunch was Spanish, which is the same “Latin American Authors” class I had last semester, but from indigenous literature through the modernist period instead of the modernist period through today. And I just got back from that “London and Her Environs” honors seminar, which seems just extraordinary. There are seven of us plus the professor, who’s never taught this class at the 300 level before and so she’s kind of improvising. Basically, it seems like all we’re going to do is read great literature, discuss it once a week, and at the end of the semester we’ll design our dream tour of London, whether or not we’re actually going. And I get three hours of honors credit for this.
I haven’t been able to get on Blackboard for two or three days, though, which is rather concerning…. I’ve been in contact with campus IT but it doesn’t seem like we’re anywhere close to a solution yet. The most recent development is that they’ve asked me to switch the display language from Spanish to English, which I would certainly do if I could log in and get to the appropriate settings menu. You know those horror stories of tech support people trying to help people who are absolutely imbecilic when it comes to technology? I’m starting to think the opposite happens as well.
(Sort of reeeally vaguely and indirectly a reply to Piggy, Cinnamoon, Jadestone, et cetera…)
A lot of people had the first day of the new semester today, then? I know Annie did… Seems odd. When did your break start, people who have already started classes?
-A
Jade~ IRELAAAAAAND! ♥ ♥ ♥ Yeah, persistent damp is a given.
Choklit & Cat’s Eye~ YAY KOKONS! YAY MUSE-SHANTIES! YAY NEW LYRICS! YAY LIFE! I’m glad you had such a good time.
Cinnamoon~ Bed-caves are one of the Actual Best Things on this fair planet.
Oh no, classes starting soon. I still need to order my textbooks. Aaaaand I guess I’ll just go with the classes I’m actually registered and plow ahead and hopefully not die because it’s too much work. WHATEVER, IT’S NOT LIKE I HAVE A SOCIAL LIFE! (She says pretending to joke, but it’s actually true.)
Saw 5,500 year old burial chambers today, also Stonehenge, etc. Timescales like that can really mess with one’s head. So to avoid waxing too philosophical I then watched The Beggar’s Opera with Paul. Y’know, just a frivolous smash hit from 1728.
In case you were wondering if I’m insane.
Yes.
Paulette-in-training?
We have discovered that we are disturbingly similar people. I’m not aware of being cloned, but I suppose there’s always a chance.
The Beggar’s Opera was my suggestion, actually. He’d never seen it before, which is horrifying.
Also I don’t think it would really take much training. As he said, we’re frighteningly similar. It’s exceptionally unsettling.
My comment was definitely a joke. The true case might even be the other way around. Hard to believe Paul hadn’t seen the Beggar’s Opera. Maybe it was too modern for him.
Things just haven’t been the same since Queen Anne died.
…I just discovered Tarzan, the Broadway musical.
It’s better than anything based even partially on the movie ought to be. It’s ridiculous. It’ll take a song that’s mediocre in the Disney film and make it absolutely heart-wrenching, and the new ones it adds are no less amazing.
I admit I haven’t even seen the movie, and it might be really good: I wouldn’t know. Regardless, though, I looked up what the movie’s version of the songs were like, and I didn’t even like them. And whoever changed them for the musical made them somehow so good they make me cry. It… really goes to show how much performance can affect the perceived quality of a song, I suppose, because the lyrics aren’t all that different.
I just… wow.
Anyway, I would recommend this very much, whether you like the movie or not. I haven’t actually read the book, which is the other thing this is based on, so I haven’t a clue how closely it follows it or whether one’s opinion of the book is likely to be similar to that of the show.
And the new songs. Really, if I had to choose one song that summarized my life, it would have to be “Waiting for This Moment.” But so many of these are ridiculously identifiable, and the emotion in all of them…
Ahem. Sorry.
I saw it on Broadway! I don’t remember caring for it much. Oh right, I remember, we saw Tarzan because we couldn’t get tickets to Beauty and the Beast, so I was in a bit of a grump.
Also this was six years ago, so my memory’s really hazy.
And I never liked any of the songs in the first place.
Okay, You’ll Be in My Heart is good. Really good actually.
But yeah other people seem to like the songs and I would definitely go with the musical over the movie because the characters actually sing the songs in the musical. In the movie all the songs (except Trashin’ the Camp, maybe?) are Phil Collins singing about what’s happening. Which is really weird and distracting.
Back at school! There isn’t much more depressing than the end of the holidays; I miss them terribly already. It’s going to be a long term.
I have enormous quantities of stuff to unpack but no motivation to do so. On the plus side, I am glad that I can have my own room from now on.
Well, the first morning didn’t go very well. Overslept because my phone thought today was Monday, so the alarm on my phone, set for Wednesday, didn’t go off. Somehow the morning matron neglected to come into my room until 8:30, which is when Registration started (at least it wasn’t lesson). My uniform takes hours to put on, especially after a month of not wearing it, so it was quite a rushed/stressful start to the day, without breakfast too. I’m trying to be positive about it.
On the plus side, things can only go uphill from here, right? *squids*
Thank you, in general, they have been.
Oh my kokopelli Les Mis Les Mis LES MIS
I went to go see it with some friends from school on Sunday, and well. I cried. A lot.
(The guys claim they only cried afterward when we were talking about it over dinner because of BWW’s Super Spicy Wings, but we have our doubts…)
Now I’ve been singing for the past two days, almost non-stop.
Also I started school on the 3rd. Which was a bit of a cake. But whatever.
BAND STUFF STARTS ON THURSDAY EEEEE
I don’t know why, but Yellow Submarine and Looking for Space always help me feel better, even when my coming period upsets my stomach and makes it throw up all of yesterday’s food.
“I’ve never been paintballing.”
“Nor me. Should we go?!”
If you value any sort of sanity or reason, for the love of all that is holy don’t visit Paul.
I can’t wait to go there!
With every appreciative glance in the hallway, every hurried compliment by a stranger I pass in the hall, every squee or more detailed compliment from a friend or classmate, and most of all the comment on my Student’s Choice Award pennant “Your squid necklace is soo cute! I love it!”, I am reminded of just how awesome my best friend is.(She gave it to me for my birthday.)
I found the ireland-school’s version of my sci fi hall I think? It’s a gaming club society thing and maybe I will make friends with them
I also found O!Circus’ kind aequivolent, except there’s less variety. It’s almost entirely juggling or variations thereof, whereas at home it’s a lot of tumbling and acrobatics with other stuff thrown in. BUT they had some kinda poi so I got to spin a bit. I left my glow ones at home
I might ask mom to see how much it would be to mail them… that would be awesome. Sigh.
Hey guys. It’s been a bit more than three months since I last posted here. It was a busy semester. A lot happened.
And I mean a lot. My first anime convention, my first two all-nighters in a row, during which I got four hours of sleep in 48 hours and ended up disturbingly giggly and insane. I got a tumblr account. All of the above directly correlates to reading Homestuck. HOMESTUCK HOMESTUCK HOMESTUCK. Yeah, I know what to blame much of my absence on.
I went to the anime convention and there were so many Homestuck cosplayers there I just had to see what the big deal was. As soon as I had internet access, that was. The lack of internet at he hotel was also a problem because I was planning on working on these two papers I had du the next week. It was midterm week.
So I get back home and start reading homestuck. And a little bit of paper-writing. And pull the all-nighters trying to do both at once. Anyhow, roughly a week later, I’m still alive, if over-caffeinated, and I’ve finished reading Homestuck, except for technical difficulties with that one flash. This was back in September. Then I had to go through the tvTropes pages, read all that, read the fanfic recommendations.
And there was school and stuff too. Chemistry was awful and sent me into tears. Spanish was all right but it was at 9:30 in the morning and I kept missing classes and went down like a whole letter grade because of it. Ecosystem Ecology was…interesting, just like its professor. American Environmental History was probably my favorite class.
And then the week before finals I got a new roommate. And throughout all of this I was having various mental breakdowns, bursting to tears during class, and just generally feeling overwhelmed and depressed. Wasn’t fun.
Basically what i’m trying to say is that there was a lot of stuff going on and it would take forever to describe and some of it was self inflicted and some of it i could do nothing about. And once i stopped giving y’all updates on what I was doing all of a sudden there was just to much to ever possibly share with you guys. And I was busy. And one day became another, until now, close to the end of Winter Break for me.
But forget all that! I’m baaaack!
Welcome back!
Hello, welcome back!
Welcome back, FantasyFan!
So did I mention how Music Crew (my job at school) was reduced to one person, and that person ended up not being me, so I was job-less without a plan for what crew to transfer to, which could have meant getting assigned to dining or cleaning or something? I probably didn’t, because there’ve been more exciting things. ANYWAY, that happened.
BUT the other day I got an email from the supervisor of the Archaeology crew asking if I’d be interested in working for them! YES, ACTUALLY, I AM.
So he’s put me on the list of students he’d like on the crew, and I emailed the work program office saying I’d like to be on it, so hopefully I’ll get the assignment and get to work in the archaeology lab!
I’m actually really excited about it, and I think it’ll be really good.
Remember– wear goggles when someone’s flintknapping!
Congrats! Man, I’m envious. That’ll give you great archaeology work experience.
Officially placed into Elementary Number Theory for this semester and I am /so excited/
other things I am doing this semester include:
-Assembly Language and Computer Architecture
-Intermediate Italian 1
-Digital Logic Fundamentals (+ lab)
-maybe a job at the computer help desk?! hopefully I will find the person who hires people and convince them to hire me.
-clubs! considering: fencing club, feminist collective, LARP, and/or possibly a tabletop game of some sort
I missed school.
Ooh, awesome! I’m going to have an introductory lecture in Number Theory next semester as well. *chanting* Let it be easy, let it be easy…
I just realized I don’t actually know what number theory is???
EDIT: I went to Wikipedia and it turns out several of my favorite mathematicians are number theorists, looks like number theory is mostly proving theorems about numbers.
My mom gave me her silver Phaistos Disk pendant and bought me a cord to hang it on, so now I’m wearing it! But don’t ask me what it says, because nobody knows!
Obligatory 10pm post to announce that I’ve started watching MLP:FIM.
RESISTANCE IS FUTILE. WELCOME TO THE HERD.
Making beds at 2am in the morning. this is the life
In all seriousness, I’m really glad to be back in my apartment
I was mentally debating whether it would be more productive (for my research specifically, not overall) to alternate researching for the Brain Game team and watching Doctor Who, or alternating between research and writing my in my story.
This debate was decided by my realization that I haven’t finished the night and day that I’m working on in my story this week, since I’m sending it to Sage in a serial format.
…This is the kind of stuff I worry about when I’ve got over a week off from school. Is it just me, or is my life totally awesome right now?
It’s not just you; your life is awesome.
Weekend mornings are best mornings. I got up, went to the coffee place to get some reading done for a class and drank…I guess a quarter gallon of coffee(!), then went to the music building and fingered/pedaled a Brahms chorale. The city’s such a great place in the morning. A couple big bearded guys in work overalls greeted me as we passed each other on the sidewalk. Some twits in a car made catcalls at a young woman crossing the street, to which she responded with a magnificently executed over-the-shoulder bird flip. A guy in a pickup truck hollered, “That’s not very nice, taking people’s cars like that!” to a pair of city workers preparing to tow an illegally parked vehicle, to which some quip, unheard by me, was made, causing both parties to roar with laughter. Why do people sleep in and miss the wonderful world of mornings? The sunrise alone more than makes up for an initial bit of drowsiness. Sleeping in makes the whole day feel wasted.
Yesterday was lovely as well. Though it’s disappeared today, we were having a streak of unseasonably warm weather, which I felt obligated to take advantage of by hiking. The snowmelt turned the trail not just into a mud track but basically a creek, but nonetheless it felt great to be out there. In many sections of the path, the leaves from last autumn were underwater and decomposing, releasing bubbles that lingered motionless on the surface, making the whole thing look like a work of blown-glass art, with interior browns and dull oranges fringed by white slush. But I cut the hike short, only five miles or so, to get back to campus so I could have dinner with some friends.
Today is definitely a good day. Went billiard playing with friends (of which there seem to be more and more… O.O), studied (actually still doing that) and am being productive.
And the tests are being nice. Or I’m psychic. Or I was a maths professor in my past life, because I haven’t studied any of the theory yet so I’m just blindly guessing things that I once heard of sometime between inhumanely early and moderately inhumanely early on some weekday last october if at all and I’m getting the definitions right. All of them. It’s getting sort of creepy. I just wish my superpowers would extend to remembering the difference between 12 and 21 though, because ugh I basically keep losing half the points because I can’t function without a calculator to keep the numbers straight.
That suggests you actually know more {whatever horrible-but-fascinating stuff you’re doing} maths, right? You nerd, you.
I went to the American Museum of Natural History with my friend Erin and we had so much fun!
We saw the Hall of Asian Mammals, where I hadn’t been in a while (or maybe ever), which is very appropriately themed with Indian-styled woodwork around the diorama frames and has sloth bears, tigers, gibbons, and Asian elephants.
Then, we went to the Butterfly Garden, and there were Blue Morphos everywhere! It was super-cool, but I kind of want to visit again when the garden isn’t there, so I can see the Hall of Pacific Birds that it’s set up in. Only a few displays are visible now, with the butterfly signs up, but the ones that are are really cool and exotic. Erin really liked the diorama of birds that follow ships and said she liked ships, so I said she should meet Fiddler sometime, and she said she’d be glad to.
After that, we went to see the renovated Theodore Roosevelt Memorial Hall, which they did a great job on– now there are 3-D topographic maps of two national parks he created, cool fake braziers all around the hall, dioramas of the woods near his Adirondack lodge and his home in Oyster Bay (I’ve hiked there and it looks JUST LIKE THAT), displays of things he brought back from his travels, and a bronze statue of Roosevelt you can take pictures with. As I told Erin, to borrow one of President Roosevelt’s phrases, it was bully good fun!
They also redid the Hall of North American Mammals that’s right nearby and ohmikoko, it looks great. The animals look so alive, and the scenery paintings are so detailed, you really do feel like you’re there. First-class, just first-class.
Then, we went to the Hall of Ocean Life, which doesn’t have anything new but is still as cool as ever, we looked at the hydrothermal vent diorama, the 2-story coral reef, and the walruses, but then my mom called and we had to go meet her in the parking lot to go home.
Still, SO MUCH FUN!
Today I went to the Cliffs of Moher!! It was super beautiful. In the morning when we left it was grey and kinda looked like it might drizzle, but when we got there there was SURPRISE SUNLIGHT and even some patches of blue sky. The cliffs themselves were really neat. So big! Wish I could have stayed longer to hike around the whole path, but we only had 2 hours there (went with a tour bus group of other international students).
Also I went to REAL PUBS last night. We had dinner in one and it was good and also not horribly expensive like a lot we looked at, and then we went to another in an effort to find live music (which was SURPRISINGLY HARD). I don’t drink but both of my friends tried something (the one who likes beer got her first Irish Guinness, my other friend who also doesn’t really drink got a hot chocolate+bailys. The bartender thought she was adorable for it).
But yeah! I continue to have… very little work… though gonna maybe work on irish language later. I still don’t know what noises the letters make, it is very non-intuitive x_x
Did you spit over them?
-A
Happy 125th Anniversary, National Geographic Society!
Lovely fluffy snow has been falling incessantly this morning/afternoon. Finally some proper amounts of snow! Everything’s so wintery and pretty.
I got scared and started crying today over nothing. what
I’m thinking of cutting my hair and donating it to a charity that gives wigs to people with alopecia or cancer, but none of the ones I can find seem that appealing. Locks of Love is the main one, but apparently they frequently sell the hair they get and use much of the money for overhead costs, so I’m not a fan of that. Do y’all know of any reliable hair-donation charities?
(I just realized that this is one of those cliche charitable acts, but also I have a lot of hair and I need to get rid of some of it.)
HAIR DONATION. This is one of my areas of expertise.
Okay, as you’ve already figured out, Locks of Love is a bad idea. One program that I’ve heard good things about (although a lot of the hair is still rejected as unusable) is Pantene Beautiful Lengths. They use a much higher proportion of the hair that’s donated. If you’re cutting at least ten inches? I think? Of high quality hair, you would probably be good. If you’re cutting less, or that doesn’t sound like a good idea, there’s a charity that takes any length, any quality of hair and uses it to make mats to help clean up oil spills and save wildlife and such, which apparently is actually quite effective. I forget the name, though.
The way to get the best use for charity from your hair, though, although it’s a little harder and takes a little more work than just mailing it off, is to actually sell it yourself. Wig manufacturers buy hair, and if it’s good quality and a decent amount, you could get anywhere from a few hundred to maybe even a thousand (if it’s really good quality and a good length) dollars for it, which could then be donated to a charity of your choice.
Thank you! Charity-wise, I’m thinking of either Pantene Beautiful Lengths or Zichron Menachem- Pantene Beautiful Lengths is more convenient, but if I cut off ten inches of my hair, it’ll do its spontaneous-curling thing and end up really, really short (but I don’t have the patience to keep growing it, and Zichron Menachem will accept eight inches).
That’s a really sensible suggestion. I guess I’d have to figure out how to use Ebay or something, though. I don’t know, the idea of selling my hair is a little bit… creepy to me? Not in a Fantine way, just in a strangers-buying-my-hair is weird way. But I do have quite a bit to get rid of, so I shall consider that!
I used Pantene Beautiful Lengths. I forget how much I cut off, but I got an actual hair person to cut it for me and then I mailed it in.
Why exactly is Locks of Love a bad idea? From what I’ve heard, it is because hair isn’t actually going to wigs as often as hair donators would like. However isn’t the hair ultimately supporting the charity even if it is sold to pay for production costs?
Cinnamoon’s suggestions are excellent, but another thing you should look into is whether there’s any equivalent of those programs specific to where you live. The one time I’ve cut enough hair to donate, I looked around and found a very similar program where the wigs were actually going to stay locally. I thought that was a really neat benefit, and if the charity is reputable and closer to its roots (no pun intended), you might avoid some of the problems with Locks of Love.
Well I have returned to campus and classes start tomorrow. The night before I left, my dad walked in with several boxes of clothing–hand-me-downs from a family he knew. I love it when you get huge piles of used clothing for free. You get so much new stuff and it’s just interesting to see what other people had in their closets. The timing could have been better though. I had barely any time to sort out what I wanted from everything else. I got a new pair of boots from it though, which is something that I had wanted. I wore them today and they’re slightly tight, but the freeness factor makes up for it. I didn’t get blisters form walking around in them all day, so that’s something.
I also reconnected with some of my friends, so that was nice. We spent like an hour just talking about geeky stuff. Onwards to classes!
Hello Every Muser! Tis I, Your long lost compatriot, TMFA, who is, apparently, still the 6th most commented MBer, which is shocking.
So, I’ve applied to college, and am excited about that. I hope I get into High powered college .
Things I’m doing at this time: Theater, Robotics, and Shakespeare club.
But I really want to comment on that issue. I. Love. That. Issue. It was my third issue of my actually subscription (before I had just been getting it from libraries), and it was so awesome! I still think about it, a lot!
I had to read Outliers for AP English, and then I read a bunch of other Malcolm Gladwell stuff, and realized that one of the chapters of Blink (or maybe it was the tipping point), I think, had been in Muse. Am I correct about this?
Great to see you, TMFA!
Yes!! Part of Blink was in it. I noticed when I read that book too
Also, nice to see you!! Welcome back!
Hello there, old friend!
Greetings, TMFA. Wonderful to hear from you!
Hello and welcome back again! *pies*
Oh my goodness. Hello, TMFA. It’s been a bit, hasn’t it!
You probably don’t remember me, at least in my current incarnation, but boy do I remember you.
that sounded a little stalker-y
Does joining a religious that already believes I’m a pope fulfill the wish of becoming pope or is that cheating? Can I be pope if I don’t believe that I’m pope but consciously stop being a pope if I chose not to believe the people who would believe I was a pope?
In other words, I’ve discovered Discordianism.
I don’t know, but if you want to start a religion in which you are the pope, I’ll join.
You can join Discordianism and be pope too! There’s a card, it’s very nice.
I don’t know if there’s a hat, but I’d wager Cat’s Eye knows the details.
Oh my god I had totally forgotten what my avatar was. I don’t think there’s an official hat, but if there’s a suitably ridiculous hat you would like to wear, I don’t think Eris would disapprove.
…Hahaha, reading about Discordianism after discovering My Little Pony Friendship Is Magic is an entirely different experience.
…Not that the mental image I’m getting it isn’t totally in the spirit of the religion. I’m sure Discord wouldn’t be above calling himself Eris in our world just to confuse people. For that matter, it’s entirely likely he required that everypony practice something like Discordianism back when he was in charge. Holding innocent ponies over a pit of fire would be even more… interesting if you’ve declared that each of them is the Pope. Especially if one of them claims papal infallibility to say that it’s against your will. How would that even…
(SPOILERS FOR “KEEP ON AND FLUTTER ON” IF YOU DON’T ALREADY KNOW THE PLOT) Fluttershy totally should have claimed papal infallibility and then told him it was his will to reform.
Second day of classes. Feeling kind of empty. My suitemates and I have decided, however, that after a disastrous ‘No Regrets 2012’, this year (or semester, anyway) is officially ‘Real People 2013’… So things are looking good just purely in terms of, you know, work completion and stuff like that.
-A
TICKETS
I got TICKETS
To see Jeff Mangum on his last tour. He’s playing one show in Hartford and I get to go and wooohoooo I am very very exciteabled.
I got a package from Cirque du Soleil about three days after I gave them my address. “Already? But they’d have had to send… Impossib– they ARE Cirque du Soleil.”
Surprise parcels are the best. My guardian, out of the blue, sent a box of amazing brownies (so much for the diet hah) and a lovely long card, as well as a tiny flower magnet with my first initial. I’m grateful for such kindness.
My roommate’s seen that I have been particularly worse for wear the past couple of days, and so today when I woke up, I found little sticky notes on my books, my mirrors, my makeup drawer. Little inspirational messages. “You are beautiful, you are talented, you are hilarious, you are loved.”And I’m still finding them. I fished one off of my chorale binder a second ago. Every time I see them, I feel a little better. One of my best friends surprised me last night by taking me out to my favorite Thai food restaurant for dinner, and then we went to yoga together in the Kiva, and we’ve decided to go twice a week. Our teacher is bubbly and beautiful, and she reached out to me after our first lesson when she saw my silent tears during pigeon pose, making sure we would still come to the lesson so she could ‘keep filling my bucket with peace and love’. I laughed. Yesterday during my first voice lesson of the semester, my teacher stopped my in the middle of my piece and told me, “You sound incredible today, honey. Break was really good to you.” Two girls from my theory class offered to help me with my audition pieces and we had lunch together. My longest class today was cancelled, and I finally found time to let my broken body rest.
I am thoroughly shocked that, for the first time, the universe has noticed my sadness and seems to be trying to fix it. That the people around were always here for me, even if I never saw, and keep stepping out of the shadows to hold me up.
Your good fortune cheers me. I’m happy for you!
I got a job working at the university computer help desk! It’s very exciting! I filled out tax forms today and that means that it is actually happening! I’ve never had a job before and it’s kind of crazy that people will actually pay me money to do something I do for family/friends/random internet strangers for free. It’s only 4 hours a week right now, but some money is better than no money at all, and the experience is very valuable to me.
I’m trying to organize the Muserly Pantheon. That’s basically what we MBers already “worship”, only organized to reduce confusion. And we humble MuseBloggers can become priests and priestesses of the various figures of the Pantheon, but each one can only have one High Priest or High Priestess. The title of High Priest/High Priestess is a combination of who calls it first and if ens fellow Musers agree that en would be a good High Priest/Priestess.
I have three questions:
1) Does this sound like a good idea?
2) If it does, what would we call this religion? “Muserism” is all I could think of, but it doesn’t seem quite right somehow…
3) Can I be the High Priestess of Bo?
This reminds me of back when we had Prime Musers to represent each territory in Museica. Were you around then?
No. I’d actually never heard of it.
SFTDP. Unless by “Museica” you are referring to the April Fool’s Day thing that ended up staying up longer than expected because it was so popular? In that case, I was only on it for about four days.
No, it was a fake country that we made up. After a pie war, we built up from the ruins and had different counties with separate leaders and a navy and all sorts of things. I didn’t participate as much as I’d’ve liked but it was fun to read!!
Ah, OK. Well, what I had in mind wasn’t nearly so concrete. But thanks for showing that to me.
SFTDP. That was supposed to be a response to all of you. I hit the wrong reply button. Sorry.
The Chronicles of Zemtee or something like that, wasn’t it?
https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=442
It was in 2007, looks like. Shortly after I joined MB. I believe I took part in it under my previous name, but I’d rather not read anything I wrote in middle school, so you will have to discover Museica on your own.
There were several Chronicles of Museica threads. They were insanely popular but finally ran out of steam on number ten.
Oh, yes please. This sounds like a very good idea. I can’t think of any other names, but Muserism sounds pretty good to me.
What would being a High Priest/Priestess entail? Because I kind of want to be a High Priestess of Pwt, but I want to know my job. Also, I think you would make a great High Priestess of Bo.
Can we be priest(esse)s of not-technically Muse-related things, like tardigrades and cephalopods? If so, I call High Priestess of Tardigrades (provided no-one objects, but it’s kind of already established, unofficially). If not, I… probably should abstain from this, as it would be heresy. And yes, you’d be an excellent High Priestess of Bo.
my new hobby is reading about cool internships and then weeping softly because I will never get them
REU’s are so competitive but I looked at not-REU’s last year and they weren’t any better but I can’t just spend another summer doing nothing…
I feel for you. -was rejected from two internships already because of transferring midyear, and lacks references at new school to apply to more with-
I’d find some to apply to now. If you don’t apply now, you won’t get any of them! Look for smaller places to apply to, those ones are easier to get. Good luck!
It’s snowing!
Predicted ten inches of snow, widespread travel disruption, and some lessons cancelled here so teachers can get home. The grounds are very pretty with the snow, but when they forget to grit one of the paths your tights get so very wet. Who cares, though; it’s supposed to keep on snowing for another half-day and it’s wonderful!
Where in England are you, again? My friends from when I lived over there are all going crazy over the huge amount of snow they have… I wonder if it’s the same area, or country-wide?
I’m in Buckinghamshire, but I think it’s most of England; apparently more than 3000 schools were closed yesterday. Where do your friends live?
Ah, not the same area, then. I used to live in the Bristol area, and I gather that they’ve had quite a lot of snow. Made the national news, apparently.
Bristol’s a few counties west from here, I believe. It’s probably true for Bristol as well but I think Wales has had it particularly bad, with black warnings and whatnot. When did you move from Bristol?
Four and a half years ago, I think? *Counts* Yup.
Ah, quite a while ago. How long were you living here for? (You’re not English, are you?)
Sorry we didn’t manage to share a kokon, but at least we’re sharing the same snow. Isn’t it pretty?
Yes, very much!
OMG! NEED THE COMFORT OF THE BLOG RIGHT NOW! BIG FIRE AT OUR NEIGHBOR’S!!!!
As i type this i can hear sirens outside coming up and down our street. I was innocently watching television and playing my DS, and then i went to feed my hamsters (2 white ones and 2 black ones they are so cute =3 but im straying from topic here…) and i looked out the window, and i saw it! SMOKE!!!! there was a thick layer of smoke hovering outside my window. So i went outside and heard the sirens. and i looked toward my next-door neighbor’s house and i saw smoke comming up from their lumber shed!
Lucky no one was hurt though, but it sure creeped me out! Sirens always scare me. There is still a pile of fire trucks and sheriff’s cars up there though. but like i just said, it’s lucky no one was injured.
I’m sorry. I am glad no one was hurt.
Goodness! Glad everyone’s all right. Certainly sounds alarming, though.
noooo
nooooooo
I made a pun
how did this happen I didn’t even see it until it was too late :'(
*deep-dish sympathy pies*
My sympathies are with you and your neighbors. *hugs*
My apologies for neglecting Museblog. I have just delivered Midnight Fiddler to an airport, after three weeks of delightful mayhem, culminating in a heroic two-day attempt to rehearse and perform “Ombra mai fu” from Handel’s opera, Serse, on voice and concertina. Alas, our worthy intentions of organising ad hoc kokons with Jadestone and Selenium came to naught. There was just too much to see, too much fun to be had, and too many truly awful sheep-related puns to devise.
Welp, most of you seem to be getting snow. *burning envy*
I may be one of the “you” you mentioned, but I have completely “been there and done that” with the burning snow envy. So please except this snow squid. *gives you squid. when you hug it, you are enveloped in the sensation of standing in the middle of a field of freshly fallen snow. there are some hills nearby perfect for sledding, and the squid you are hugging is ready for an imaginary snowball fight, if that takes your fancy*
So much awesome in one person should be illegal. *cuddles with snow squid*
Well, don’t tell anyone! The cops might shut down the whole ‘Blog! (Because if that’s true, imagine how illegal all of us together must be…)
I’m currently in the Amsterdam airport waiting for my next flight. It’s a ~4 hour layover and I’ve only got an hour of free internet, and my laptop’s battery. First world problems, yo. I also have books, so it’s not actually that tragic.
I can’t believe how quickly this break has passed, but also how much we did. It’s been fun. I need to go back to England. It’s been fairly decided that at some point I’m going to end up living there. Don’t know when, don’t know how, don’t know for what length, but it’s got to happen. I saw a thing that mentioned “chips”, and instead of thinking “okay right, that means chips as in fries….” my first thought was “wait that makes no sense OHHHH, chips as in crisps!”
Paul, what do you mean attempt at Ombra mai fu? I think it was a resounding success, given the circumstances. When you get the recording processed, please do send it on to me. I’m probably not as sheepish about my singing as I should be, though I did finally figure out the counting and not miss too many bleats.
I wonder if the Handel should be posted on MuseBlog?
It could be, I suppose. When I listen to it I only notice what I got wrong, but it’s still fun.
Post it!
What YOU got wrong! It features me on a concertina, remember.
And me pretending to be an opera singer. Your point?
But sure, go ahead post it.
i think it is a very bad idea to make sheep puns on Museblog. There are impressionable minds on here, and if it became a Thing, where would we be? Eh?
I’m woolied about the impact the loss of sheep puns would have on our society – perhaps even more so than banning of jokes about calambari. Besides, sheep puns are fun, and they’re really fleecy to make.
Your lobby for the baaning of sheep puns disgusts me – ewe, ewe, ewe.
That’s that, then. Museblog is doomed. Midnight Fiddler, this is your doing.
It’s a very wooly business.
The apocalypse colostrumeth.
Dam.
*looks sheepish*
I cud have restrained myself, I suppose, but I ignored the warning bells I herd in my head and plowed onwards.
I’m quickly lanolin that puns don’t work as well in text as they do in speech. Alas. I’m sure MB is clever enough to hoof a go at it.
And I’d have never done it if you weren’t goat-ing me on. I lay the blame back on you, Paul. Don’t go spinning yarns to tarnish my reputation, because you know those’d be nothing but tall tails.
Well, just don’t ewe pull the wool over our eyes.
Note to Museblog: This is what I’ve put up with since Christmas. One tries to retaliate, but she’s so GOOD at it.
Since Christmas, you say? Baah, humbug.
The disease seems to be breeding woolly-nilly, even to other species. The Smithsonian’s National Zoo has been punning all day about its inotteration to parallel the upcoming presidential event (their pun, not mine). Otter foolishness.
After four hours of research, I have mapped out a “genealogy” of NASA pilot astronauts beginning with Gus Grissom. Only direct commander-pilot “descent” is recorded (someone is only on the chart if they served as pilot under someone already on the chart, but NOT if they were commander on a mission where someone already on the chart was pilot.) The furthest extent is ten levels removed from Grissom.
Every NASA mission with a rookie commander has spawned a similar “family tree”, but since Gemini 3 was the first, I decided to map this one. I have no great desire to attempt another any time soon.
*collapses*
Home for the three-day weekend, and what do my parents, my aunt and uncle, and I do? Drive to Kansas City to go to an RV show. We went to it eight or nine years ago and had vague memories of enjoying it, so we thought, “What the heck,” and checked it out again. It’s kind of incredible what they put into those things nowadays. None of it made me think, “Boy, I’d rather use that than a tent,” though. I’m a glutton for punishment, I guess.
And now I’m green with envy because a friend of mine in Mexico posted some photos of a motorcycle he just bought, a little Suzuki GN125H. Dang that looks fun. Gives me a bit of motivation to submit some more job applications this week.
I miss England.
And other-me, of course.
I should have gotten the 100-bag box of tea, because it turned out to be decent (I didn’t have time to get tea to bring back, so I got some helpfully named “English breakfast tea” at the store in Atlanta this afternoon). I’ll have to see what’s available at the local grocery store.
My room is an absolute wreck and I have absolutely no clean underwear. I guess I should work on that. Buh.
Red rose tea. It is the best thing on earth.
Having secured permission from Midnight Fiddler, I present this for the edification of the populace of Museblog. I wish to point out that this is probably not exactly what Handel intended.
http://www.diabolus.org/Fern/Ombra.mp3
This is great. I’m sure George Frideric would be proud.
Does anyone have a good plot for a story? Simple, and allowing the main character to do nothing but cynically snark all the time.
Allowing en to snark about any particular topic or just to snark?
It can be any topic. With the mood I intend to vent, the character could probably make a plant feel ashamed of itself.
Maybe they’re a reporter working on the set of a really terrible movie and they think the script is stupid, the actors can’t act, the special effects are lame, the PR people are full of themselves, but as long as they write SOMETHING about the movie, they’ll get paid, so they’re snarking?
A year in Hogwarts classrooms, by Severus Snape
OH MY GOD YES
Well, I finally gave in and decided to start watching Doctor Who. Of course, I’m such a linear thinker that I had to start at the very beginning, like with MLP:FIM. Which in this case means starting with “The Unearthly Child” from 1963.
I’m really enjoying it so far, as I thought I would. I think I might be able to get my dad to watch it, too. Barbara Wright is annoying, but at least Susan’s there, so it’s not as if all major female characters scream at everything. And it’s kind of interesting that apparently, in 1963, it was perfectly acceptable behavior (MINOR SPOILER) and not stalking at all to follow your student home because she seems kind of weird. (Honestly, a lot of the things they’re describing sound a lot like me: “absolutely brilliant at some things and excruciatingly bad at others.” And I’m not (MAJOR SPOILER, BUT IF YOU’RE A MUSEBLOGGER THEN THIS WILL BE OBVIOUS BY THE TIME YOU GET TO THIS POINT IN THE EPISODE EVEN IF YOU’E NEVER SEEN DOCTOR WHO, LIKE ME) from the future.
Granted, if I was, I wouldn’t be able to tell you so…Dear Bibliophile, welcome to Whovianism. Just remember (THIS IS A REFERENCE TO AN EPISODE YOU HAVEN’T SEEN YET BUT IT’S NOT REALLY A SPOILER): there is no line. There is only wibbly wobbly, timey whimey… Stuff. Though I agree that starting at the beginning is the best policy.
You actually probably could tell us if you were from the future. A character you haven’t met yet does.Yes, Susan is outright annoying. She only gets worse, my friend.
Oh my goodness you were saying Barbara’s annoying. Well. That’s a mistake on my part.
But I am a big Barbara fan. She does get better. Susan gets worse.
aaaah I’m so happy!!
I’m a bit surprised about your opinions on the girls – most people seem to come to the opposite conclusion; I like them both, but I will admit that Barbara’s not at her best in the first story. (her moments of glory come later, and are glorious.) By the way, you didn’t say how you like Ian and the Doctor – what do you think of them?
(It’s not just because she seems kind of weird, though – it’s also that her grandfather’s given the school a false address and she says he won’t let anyone visit her because he hates strangers. Those things are not just strange but worrying, and so they want to make sure everything’s okay.)
My friend is over and currently reading the LotR issue of Muse! She said she’s interested in special effects and such and is reading a book about special effects and Harry Potter.
Introductions are definitely the most difficult part of an essay to write. One sentence down, two thousand words to go!
Attention, MBers who live where it’s night time! Go out RIGHT NOW and look up at the moon. The bright “star” nearby is Jupiter. They won’t be this close together again until 2026.
Wow. Thank you; I had no idea! That’s amazing.
And on that note, I give up on this pathetic excuse for an introduction. Leaving it for yet another day is not a very good idea but my mind is drained.
So I went outside and ARGH CAKING CLOUDS GRR
SFTDP. It’s times like this I wish we could jump through our computer screens so you could jump over to where I am and we could go stargazing together. And then of course you could jump right back before your parents even wondered where you’d gone.
Alas! So many clouds :'(
I saw it really well a little while ago on a rare, clear evening, at least. But still. *sighs*
Oh my gosh, that was AMAZING! I took my little brothers outside and we spent half an hour staring up into the sky and talking about astronomy. I also showed them how to recognize the constellation Orion, because he was pointing his sword right at Jupiter tonight.
I saw it! Not at quite its closest point, but it was pretty cool.
Thank you! I also had no idea, and I’m so glad I got to see that. I’m really glad I came here before starting my homework; I didn’t expect to see that.
If you look tonight, the moon will have moved about (1 day)*(1 revolution/28 days)*(360 degrees/revolution) = 13 degrees away. That’s about 26 full-moon widths.
I was trying to reorganize a file cabinet, and I found a letter I wrote in 2006 to the International Astronomical Union complaining about Pluto’s demotion (they wrote back! I love the IAU). Also in there:
– A manifesto Allosaur and I wrote when we were seven, declaring our rights to free speech, a treehouse, and dessert (It’s titled, in Allosaur’s handwriting, “SOPHIE AND [ALLOSAUR]’S MANIFESTO OF OF THE KIDS’ RIGHTS MOVEMENT (KRM)”
– An email to my mom from my 4th grade teacher, informing her that I had been sent to the principal’s office for calling another girl an “illiterate worm”
SFTDP: In my defense, the other girl hit me first. The principal sat us both down and tried to give us a very serious talk about respecting other people and nonaggression, but I recall wondering why he seemed to be trying not to laugh.
…for some reason I find that insult strangely adorable…
You were and are amazing.
Last Friday was probably the most hilarious DnD session we’ve had to date. It started when one of our party members drank not one, but two mysterious potions in succession against my warnings and turned into a pig-frog. Pig-frogs doing anything is incredibly hilarious.
Saturday I went to a birthday party for a few of my friends. And started watching Game of Thrones. Despite not having read the books, which is like a first for me. The fact that I haven’t is probably the only reason I can watch the show at all. I’m one of the people who tends to compare the two and the film versions nearly always come up worse.
And now I am going to return form my extra-long weekend back to the grind of schoolwork, though I have been doing schoolwork in between the episode-watching and the other ways in which it is possible to spend large amounts of time on the Internet. Wish me luck, from here on out, it’s only going to get more arduous.
First day of classes today! Number theory was review of notation and proofs, then I sat around the help desk making friends with people on that shift even though I wasn’t working and finished my math homework for the next two weeks. Then Digital Logic, which was obviously designed for electrical engineering majors and not computer science majors even though it’s required for both??? not really looking forward to that as much. Also a new edition of the textbook came out this year and I already ordered the old edition because the bookstore had its ISBN listed online instead of the new one
it won’t matter but it made me kind of sad.
After class I went back to the apartment and successfully cooked parsnips with honey sauce and walnuts!! I was very excited when that worked out successfully, and there were enough leftovers to eat it again in a few days, because who really eats four parsnips all at once? Not me.
Finals week. Finals start tomorrow. I just…ugh, so unprepared! But at least once it’s over I can finally relax and try not to bomb the new semester, ahahaha
*freaks out*
(I should get more sleep. Sleep is always good.)
Ew, I know that feeling! Good luck with your finals! *flings a cuddlefish in your direction (they’re like cuttlefish except soft and fuzzy)*
I should sew a pocket-sized version of that. *cuddles cuddlefish* Thank you.
*steals cuddlefish* *clones it* *gives it back* I have midterms starting today, so I need one of these too.
Good luck. Get plenty of sleep, stay hydrated, and remember to take snacks if going into a test that will or might take place during your normal lunchtime.
Oh, and keep your books beside your bed so you can read a little before bed and a little when you wake up, because studying is more painless when you’re comfy.
So I have this problem! Well, it’s not exactly a problem, but it is something i would like to discuss with other people. And I also have a problem with this problem! It concerns social networking sites, you see, and my activity thereof. Now mostly what I need is reassurance and encouragement, but the problem about the problem is that I can’t really discuss this with anyone, because it’s online and I don’t really get IRL friends involved in that and am in fact kind of scared too, but the two places where I talk to people online are a site filled with people I know outside the virtual world and a website where we’re not allowed to talk about our activity on outside websites. Soyeah. What do I do?
What’s the problem there?
Hm, so the problem lies in that you can’t tell us about this because there’s a strict no-social networking rule on MB? Hm.
Yeah, that’s about right. It’s something of a silly problem, and half the time I wonder if I should even bother, but the other half I’m moping about my asocialness on the Internet and what I should do to change that.
Library computors… ugh
i think i need the blog’s help for something… if your not too busy.
my mom keeps thinking i still love her. even after the divorce. and i keep hinting around that i don’t want her to pick me up every wednesday and apparently it doesnt work.
there might be something i want to tell you guys… i am a pureblood coward! and whenever i did muster enough courage to speak to my ex-mom directly i always say something stupid.
now im not treating the blog as if it were a phyciatry (i KNOW i didn’t spell that right) office where i just go and all my problems are solved. i know you are real people with your own problems and if you don’t feel like answering it’s… fine with me.
SFTDP
now i realise this might have been more sutible for the rants and plaints thread but to late now
Also not a psychiatrist, but I’m not sure you should be taking the road you’re on. As in not loving your mom. If she’s extremely abusive, then ignore what I have to say, but if it’s “just” a divorce… then it’s not about you.
Divorce is when the relationship between your parents doesn’t work out and they decide to separate, which is their business. Sure, it drastically affects your (and your sibling(‘)s?) lives, but you’re neither the reason for the split nor the solution. They’re divorcing each other, not you, so there’s no reason for you to divorce them back. (Unless they’re being abusive, in which case things get very complicated)
If you’re unlucky, your parents’ divorce gives you a chance to see them at their very worst. Especially if you looked up to them very much before, it hurts to see that they’re just human being who get sad and angry and make mistakes. That being said, they do tend get better with time- they probably didn’t anticipate this situation when they originally decided to marry and live the lifestyle that they did. Now everything has changed for them and they need to re-think many of their choices, while being at an age where they have more basic concerns than you or I- dealing with financial matters (holding down a job, putting aside savings, perhaps paying off a mortgage or just plain making ends meet) caring for their kids etc… .
Anyway, try not to completely give up on your mom yet. Maybe you just need to leave each other some space for a while? I’m afraid I’ve forgotten how old you are (early teens, right?), but it’s probably natural for you to progressively spend a little more time with friends and a little less time with family. So maybe you can meet friends on some wednesdays as well? Or perhaps invite them over.
Why am I, the un-poster child for getting along with your mother advocating trying to work things out? Because your mom will be around for a really, really long time and will have a big impact on your life. Both of you are probably in a worse mental state than usual following the divorce. Has she done something truly unforgivable to you? Could it be that you’re both overreacting because of the pressure you’re under? I’m not saying there can’t be any other issue or problem, just that whatever it was that caused you say you stopped loving her might have been overblown. Perhaps you just need to give it time.
Ideally, you’d be able to talk to your mom. Maybe you can, which is good for both of you, or maybe the time just isn’t right yet to address whatever went wrong between you. It’s also a lot easier to be taken seriously when you’re older, though that seems to be a general parent problem. If you do, Dodeca posted some things on the Coping thread about dealing with people (DEAR MAN)- basically, trying to say how you feel (upset) and what specific behavior caused you to feel that way (*insert here*) instead of more accusatory statements along the lines of “I hate you, I don’t ever want to see you again” (which sounds great & brave & defiant in your head but will just leave both of you unhappy).
Anyway, good luck, and yes, this is what the R&P thread is for!
Basically, what ex-mom did is; one day she just walked up to dad and said “I want a divorce because i met another guy i like more” and i believe she is being very unreasonable too because she talks rotten about us in front of me. But, when i said i didn’t like being with her she got pretty mad at me…! So yes i do have a pretty good reason(s) for no liking ex-mom.
This little pun amuses me greatly (read it out loud):
“This is one of the F-1 engines that powered the mighty Saturn V rocket.” The tour guide said, apologetically.
That kind of pun is called a Tom Swifty, in honor of a series of early-20th-century books in which characters usually spoke adverbially. One sleepless night when I was in high school, I generated dozens of Tom Swifties. (Example: “I’m determined to go camping,” said Tom intently.) But yours is much better than any of mine.
A few more samples to inspire you to compose Swifties of your own:
“I planned to pick you a bouquet but didn’t see any flowers around, so I gave up,” said Tom lackadaisically.
“No, I didn’t think the final exam was a breeze,” said Tom testily.
“That is by far the largest specimen of Dasypus novemcinctus I have ever seen,” said Tom grandiloquently.
Gran-dilo-quently… *snortle*
“I loved Morrowind, but I really wish there were a sequel,” said Tom obliviously.
Do we need a thread for these?
In cases like this, I’m always afraid of throwing a party for which no one shows up.
“My parrot wouldn’t talk, so I learned his language,” said Tom awkwardly.
(That one wasn’t mine. I read it in a book of Tom Swifties a long time ago.)
Well, I guess that would certainly uphold a long-running MuseBlog tradition.
This one works because the adverb is apt as well as punning: Oblivion is what Tom is oblivious to.
*works particularly well, I should have said.
Yes, Piggy cleverly set things up to work that way: not “I really like the sequel” but “I wish there were a sequel.”
I try to do that with my Swifties, too.
I had to look up what Morrowind was, but that’s very clever.
“Don’t worry too much! Tomorrow is a new day!” said Tammy sunnily.
“I pray I make it until then,” said Tom gravely.
If only it was a jet engine rather than a rocket engine, the pun would have been even better…
Thank goodness you said that; I totally wasn’t getting the pun.
I think the pun is the “apolo” bit… Like the Apollo missions? Maybe? I’m not sure if I get it either.
Yeah, the Apollo missions used Saturn V rockets.
The main pun, as far as I can tell, is “Apollo-getically.”
The pun is “Apollo-jet-ically”.
Total randomness: Am I correct in assuming that the events in Les Miserables are roughly contemporaneous with Jean-Francois Champollion’s decipherment of heiroglyphics?
Yep. Les Mis covers 1815 to 1832. First translation of the Rosetta Stone 1822.
Some of the events! The book spans the time from 1815 to 1833; Champollion’s translations were published in 1822, which is roughly contemporaneous with the end of Valjean’s time as mayor of M-sur-M. (The Bishop of Digne dies in 1820; shortly afterward Valjean reveals himself to Javert and is recaptured but escapes; his escape is in 1823.)
~THE MORE YOU KNOW~
That’s what I thought, thank you.
Help me, O Musebloggers, you’re my only hope!*
I’m trying to prove the the sequence a(n+1)/a(n) ((an) are Fibonacci numbers) has the limit (1 + √5)/2. I’ve got three parts of the proof down, except the most important part, i.e. proving the limit exists, and I technically already have half of that but it hinges on the part that I haven’t been able to prove thus far: a(2n+1)/a(2n) > a(2n+3)/a(2n+2), to be proved by induction.
The base worked, but when I try n+1, I get a(2n +3)/a(2n+2), the second part of my equation, but I’m trying to show that this is greater than a(2n +5)/a(2n +4) so that doesn’t help me. Because the ans are all Fibonacci numbers, a(2n +3)/a(2n+2) = a(2n+1)/a(2n+2), which is about as far as I got and where I am now stuck. Any help would be very welcome, even if it’s just an idea!
*Well, technically, I could always try throwing myself at my professors feet and groveling, but I’m not sure how effective that would be.
I can help with this later but I have to go to a lab now! Expect an answer by Friday evening EST.
Ack sorry, I have to present it before then but I’ve made some progress
If I can show that a(2n+1)/a(2n) > a(2n+3)/a(2n+2) implies a(2n+1)/a(2n+2) > a(2n+3)/a(2n+4), I’m golden, but since I’ve done most of the rest of the problem I’ll get some credit for making the effort anyway.
good luck! I might be able to help much later tonight, but I have been trapped in this lab for the past more than two hours and even though I’ve run out of work to do I’m not allowed to leave, so I’m slowly starving to death (it’s 6:45; lab started at 4:30 and I should’ve known to eat before)
Thanks! I presented the problem without the complete solution anyway- it turns out that we had to prove the term above and another time simultaneously instead of sequentially, but the way the assignment was worded it implied the latter instead of the former and quite literally everyone got it wrong. But I got the credit, learned something and now that’s one more course I’ve passed well.
*Sorry, the last bit has to be a(2n+1)/a(2n+2) +1, obviously.
Well, obviously. *sigh*
welp the audition that determines my future is tomorrow nbd let me crawl into a hole to drown my screams of terror
11:40 a.m. tomorrow , I’m going to sing the pieces I have been preparing since September for the judges at my college, and pray to God that I did well enough to get let into the music program this time around. I have worked so hard, and this is all I want, but reassuring myself won’t stop me from going out of my head with worry. I’ve barely slept all week. I’m going to have to be heavily sedated tonight.
Seriously though, if you’re the praying type…please, send good thoughts my way tomorrow morning. I’ll need them.
*fingers and toes crossed*
Good luck aggie! You can do it; we all believe in you! Go and show those judges just how amazing you are. This is probably impossible but try to relax, and just enjoy it!
ALL the luck to you, Fishi! I shall send good thoughts in your direction.
Thanks, guys.
It was…okay, I think. Aural skills and my interview went well. The first piece I sang was nearly perfect, except for a word slip in the first few measures, but it was in Latin anyway so it wasn’t that important. I royally caked up the beginning of the second piece, but the B-section went well. By the time I was finished singing and the judges started asking me questions, I was flailing a bit inside, so that probably didn’t go so well. But they smiled and laughed at my jokes, so that was good.
Now all that’s left to do is wait.
It sounds as if you did pretty well. If you left them laughing, that’s always a plus.
in my first voice jury I made up several lines of Italian when I blanked on the words. Even I couldn’t tell when I played the tape later. It happens. And it didn’t hurt my grade. Anyway, they’re probably going to be looking at the larger picture of how you would fit in their program, not the details. And if you get them laughing, as Paul says, that’s all to the good. Good luck!
Not entirely related, but in the eighth grade, I was supposed to recite part of “Lenore” by Edgar Allen Poe. I blanked and substituted the first few lines of Bohemian Rhapsody for half of the last verse.
WIN!
P.S. Somehow I just knew that was posted by Choklit Orange even before I saw your name.
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
“The audience doesn’t hear mistakes, they just hear music!” – Grandma Thora.
Good luck!
Thirty sources and five thousand words later, I am….no, not done, but three thousand words over the limit! Hurrah!
Time for the editorial hacksaw to be dug out, methinks.
Dangit, I wish I had your problems. XD
Nah, it’s not all sunshine and rainbows. Editing such large amounts at once is rather draining – but at least it’s better than having ten pages of nothing instead, I suppose.
In the unlikely event you were all waiting with bated breath for the next installment of uninteresting things currently going on in Sel’s life:
A complete, overhauling rewrite later…and the length is well within the limit and there is much more penetrating analysis, in my humble opinion! It helped that I could copy and paste directly from my own, heavily-research-based five thousand words, without having to worry about paraphrasing. I’m happy; this had been a source of some stress but plowing through it has taught me a lot. It’s certainly been a taste of what to expect at uni. (And the buzz you get when you finish an essay – just incomparable.) Whew.
At the end of break at last week’s choir rehearsal, one of the basses made a quick announcement about an organization he helps run here on campus. This university has a pretty robust international exchange program, with particularly close ties to a number of Chinese universities, which means that in any given semester there are five or six hundred Chinese students studying here. Unfortunately, it’s hard for them to find native speakers to befriend or just practice their English with, and the several programs the University runs to combat this don’t do much to solve the problem. So a few years ago some students founded this organization with a pretty simple plan: let native speakers drop by the intermediate and advanced English classes the international students are taking and just have conversations with them. On Sundays they email out the week’s schedule of when and where classes are, and you can show up to as many or as few as you want. The teachers usually have some kind of topic or activity planned, and the students are always excited to practice their English, learn about American culture, and complain that there’s nothing to do in this town on the weekends (some problems transcend nationality).
Anyway, this afternoon was the first of these classes that I was able to attend, so I rushed over after Spanish, saw that there were five other volunteers there for the class as well, and…there was a note written on the board that class was being held at the rec center today. Alas. We decided not to try and hunt them down. Hopefully next week I’ll have another shot at it. It sounds like it’ll be fun.
That’s odd, Space Dive is on DVD in Germany already but nowhere else…
So today, I successfully worked the term “modus operandi” into a casual conversation.
I feel like this should be some sort of Life Achievement or something.
hello!
still alive in Ireland
things are mostly fun! Some anxiety about stuff but it’s not big (or, should not be a big deal but I obsess over tiny things) and will probably go away soon and overall I am having a great time.
Gotta be up around 9:30 tomorrow though–going to an all-day Magic: The Gathering prerelease… I’ve been to 3 in the US, but this will be my first where I don’t know anyone else/have friends there… friend of mine here is coming with to keep me company/watch me play though so that is good. Yay!
Anyway it’s 2:40 soooo I will saunter vaugly bedwards and maybe read for a bit and perhaaapppps eventually sleep if the mood comes to me.
Glad that things are mostly fun! Good to hear from you.
hello once again bloggers!
not really much happening. im writing a script for a Littlest Pet Shop video that i want to do with my friends, (it is called “The Bunny Sisters” its about three rabbits who find out their heritage is from Woodlund Kingdom wich an evil dog wants to rule so he has to kill them to inherit the castle because he is distantly related to the bunnies. and along the way they find, Mutants, Evil Mice and the killing of enimies)
just woke up… kinda bored, just hangi’n out o the computor. Havn’t eaten anything yet so im starving. maybe i should go get something to eat.
this has been a random post from yours truly
have a nice day.
I have an idea for a short story in which a benevolent-but-show-offy Ghost in the Machine wants to thank some people who fixed the machine en inhabits, so en shows up in the dreams of their leader to do so.
My question is: if en chooses the setting of the dream, even to give the leader a pretty view as another way of saying thanks, does it reek of “en’s controlling his mind, that’s creepy”, as opposed to if en just popped into his already-occurring dreams?
Last night at about 10:30 I submitted yet another job application, this one for the position of a frozen clerk at a grocery store. Not twelve hours later, as I was taking off my organ shoes after practicing a while, I got a phone call from the store to schedule an interview. Wonderment! Joy! Now I just have to pray they actually give me the job and it isn’t life-threateningly horrible. I’m not sure how happy they’ll be that I’ll be moving back home for the summer…I guess we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.
A frozen clerk? I am imagining something like a cryogenics lab…
1. I had no idea there are special shoes for playing the organ, but I’m so happy to hear that not only do they exist, they’re also regularly used.
2. I agree with the Guavalover, “frozen clerk” sounds like a job a character in a cryonics lab would have. Hmm…
Aye, organ shoes are required equipment. Their most important qualities:
-They’re skinny, so you can play accurately without mashing on a bunch of unintended pedals
-They have a thin, flexible leather sole so that you can feel the pedals with your feet
-They have suede outsoles, so you don’t damage the pedals
-They have a heel, usually about an inch to an inch and a half, so that you don’t have to bend your ankles too severely to keep your toes above the black peals while playing white pedals with your heels
Regular shoes are too wide, too thick, tend to be covered with mud and sand, and are just not suited for pedalwork. The only other viable option is stocking feet, and that doesn’t look too professional at concerts.
According to the Sociology/Psychology class I took last semester, that state of awareness you slip into between the acts waking and sleeping is the most potentially creative. You usually come up with far more ideas in that state than when fully awake. About half of those ideas are generally complete nonsense, and the other half range from unusually creative to downright brilliant.
Last night when I was half asleep, I came up with a Kokopelli-themed parody of the US Pledge of Allegiance. In haiku format.
I’m not sure which of the two categories it falls into..
Why not both?
Also, please post said haiku. It sounds flammy.
Do you feel like sharing it here?
I’m a bit late on the bandwagon, but I finally saw Les Mis this evening. I literally cannot find the words to describe how I feel. I can’t remember the last time I cried like that while watching a film. It was so, so powerful.
Welcome to the herd! You will be outfitted with a standard 12-pack of tissues and shown a mandatory presentation on how to use popcorn to muffle the sounds of your sobbing.
(I’m glad you liked it! I’ve been listening to the movie soundtrack over and over again. Samantha Barks’s voice is just so good.)
Yes! Although Lea Salonga does a fantastic Eponine as well. (And a fantastic Fantine. And a fantastic everything, really. I think I have a minor obsession with her voice. You know you’re addicted the The Little Mermaid on Broadway when you automatically giggle after using the phrase ‘her voice’ because that sounds funny. Speaking of Lea Salonga and The Little Mermaid, has anyone heard her singing “Part of Your World?” She does an amazing job. That’s what she sang when she was auditioning for Aladdin, and of course she got the lead role…).
Lea Salonga is also fantastic (I think everyone in every musical ever is fantastic, actually, probably because I’m a poor judge of vocal quality). I found a video somewhere of her singing in George Takei’s musical Allegiance, which I really want to see (to be honest, mostly because GEORGE TAKEI).
I haven’t seen Allegiance yet, but I’ve heard recordings of her in Les Mis and Mulan and Aladdin and Miss Saigon (the music to that was done by the same people as Les Mis’, so you might want to see that if you haven’t already) and Annie (well, just “Tomorrow,” but both the version when she was young enough to actually play Annie and the version where she’s just singing it for the sake of it; anyway, I put it here because she did play Annie at one point) and the Filipino production of Into the Woods (I didn’t think it was possible for anyone to do the Witch as well as Bernadette Peters, who is also on my list of best musical actresses ever, but apparently, it is), and I saw videos of her singing “Part of Her World” and “Defying Gravity” and “Popular” and “Everybody Says Don’t,” and it was all pretty amazing (well, there are two versions of her singing ESD, and one turns it into a pop song and basically ruins it, but the other is faithful to the original and thus absolutely brilliant; Anyone Can Whistle is one of my favorite musicals ever), even though you wouldn’t think one person could possibly be that versatile.
…Oops, that may have been too long a rant. Oh, well.
Oh, and there was that one video where she sang “Colors of the Wind,” and it was better than in the actual movie.Okay, I’m done now. Seriously.
Unless I think of something else.More than just a 12-pack I think…^^
Do you mind sharing either of those with the space exploration fandom? They would surely prove useful in getting through Disaster Anniversary Week.
We welcome the sister herd. Take some tissues. They’re four-ply; very useful for heavy sobbing.
(*hugs*)
Funny enough, it was my first experience with Les Mis as a musical, and my biggest qualms were with the musical itself and not the movie. I found some of the musical motifs annoying. I guess it just wasn’t my kind of musical! The film, however, was a masterpiece. And while no one liked Russel Crowe’s singing, I thought it fit his role perfectly – a rough gruff policeman doesn’t need a virtuosic voice. On the other hand, Hugh Jackman wins everything. What vocal control. Ugh.
Also, apparently Anne Hathaway filmed “I Dreamed a Dream” for EIGHT HOURS STRAIGHT. According to an interview she did with (I think?) Jon Stewart.
Ms. Hathaway’s closeups were gorgeous, of course, but what was she doing with front teeth? I’m pretty sure Fantine didn’t sell her molars.
Well, I just sat here and read this ENTIRE thread, and I have to say, it pleases me greatly to see a) so many familiar
Anyways, just thought I’d pop in and say hello. I spent a lot of my adolescence with you guys, and am filled with nostalgia from how everyone’s growing up. <3
facesnames! and b) that everyone’s lives are progressing well. Eeeee so happy for everyone.Ahoy there, Sans Orchestre et al!
Glad to see you popping in!
Good to see you stopping by!
Yay! I like it when you stop by. Welcome back.
Hi there! Do feel free to stick around for a while, we like your presence.
So I just caught up to the Lizzie Bennet Diaries, and subsequently spent a good half hour saying aloud to myself quietly, “Lizzie and Darcy need to kiss.” I have hours-old marks on my hand from where I was biting it trying not to squeal during watching them. So, y’know, if you haven’t seen them, get on it, even if you don’t like Austen. (Especially if you don’t like Austen. I dislike Austen enormously, and LBDs are my favorite thing of the moment.)
And tech week for Oklahoma!, our school musical! Aughaughaughaughaugh. And the beginning of a new semester, and I’m starting a new long writing project, and yeah, it’s going to be a busy few months. I’m really looking forward to it.
Aha, someone else who watches LBD! I really like them – though they’re a modern adaption, I think they’re still true to what happens in the book (which I love). I don’t know how they manage to cast so many ridiculously attractive people.
I’ve never heard of LBD! I’m a huge fan of Masterpiece’s adaptations of Austen’s novels. I also enjoy the Jane Austen Bookclub, though it is an indie chick flick.
I’m confused as to how the whole cast is attractive, but I’m also confused as to how they all have tons of interesting clothes. Perhaps a big costuming budget?
Oh, I haven’t watched LBD in a while! I need to catch up…
I installed LaTeX on my computer the other day, because I figured it was time for me to learn how to use it, and I wrote a proof in it for my number theory class, and it is so beautiful that I want to just show everyone, like walk up to strangers on the sidewalk and “look at this proof! Look at the line spacing! Look at the equations!”
(LaTeX, pronounced la-tech, is a typesetting language with very good mathematical equation support. A LaTeX program looks like this:
\documentclass[letterpaper,12pt]{article}
\title{MAT310 Homework 1: 1/29/13}
\begin{document}
\maketitle
\section{Prove by induction that $F(n) \le 2^{(n-2)}$ for all natural numbers $n \ge 2$.}
\subsection{Basis case:}
\begin{eqnarray}
equations go here with \\ between lines
\end{eqnarray}
etc.
Therefore this is true for all n.
\end{document}
and produces a very distinctive stylistic result. Have you ever taken a math class (university-level likely) where all the exams looked a certain way, different from Word or whatever else you’d seen before, but the same to each other? It probably used LaTeX. )
I hear a resume typeset in LaTeX gives you a competitive edge against one done in Word, if you’re applying to the right places.
That makes a lot of sense, actually… it’s like how if you have a website on your resume and you’re applying to a job with certain web programming skill sets required, you put something on your website to demonstrate those skills.
Since this post, I’ve typed up another proof in LaTeX, and I remain convinced that LaTeX provides the most beautiful output of anything I will ever do. (since it’s become apparent that I have no skills at graphic design or image manipulation or really non-fabric arts in general)
OK, it seems like some people are intrigued by the idea of Muserism, so here it is (I have to admit, I actually came up with all of this two or three years ago, I just didn’t post about it until this month):
The pantheon follows a strict hierarchy. I’m going to list the levels from the most powerful (which I will refer to as 1) to the least powerful. Each being in the pantheon can have up to one High Priest/Priestess, and an unlimited number of regular Priests and Priestesses. The High Priest or Priestess can write the rules of worship of whomever they are the High Priest or Priestess of (like what Bibliophile did for the tardigrades), and the rest of the priests/priestesses enforce them. Aside from that, though, it’s really just a title that shows allegiance to a particular figure of the pantheon.
Here is the pantheon itself (note, if it says “High Priest/Priestess Pending” it will have a list of people who have laid claim to that title. You can post a response in favor of one claim or against another. If you lay a claim but someone else gets the title, you become a normal Priest or Priestess of whom your claim was for):
1~
Kokopelli – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Aeiou – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Mimi – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Pwt – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Little Basement Kitten,
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Crraw – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Chad – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Feather – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Urania – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Bo – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Randomosity101,
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
2~
Devil (Kokopelli’s dog) – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
3~
Giant Space Squids – High Priestess: Jadestone
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Tardigrades – High Priestess: Bibliophile
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
4~
Ordinary Space Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
5~
Mini Space Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
6
Aquatic Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
I’d like to be the High Priestess of Ordinary Space Cephalopods, or alternatively, Chad!
Can I be the High Preistess of Kokopelli or Bo? Or World Domination!
There are no words for how badly I would be the High Priest of either Kokopelli or Devil, whichever you think fits me better.
I would also be quite happy with Feather, as I feel that he is generally quite happy with himself and the world around him and appreciates things despite not being of above average brainpower.
Do you think you (or one of the GAPAs) could give me a link to Bibliophile’s tardigrade Rules of Worship?
I think I put some here: https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=9215#comment-424455. That was after ZNZ’s SSSS about “The Land Where Everyone Worships Tardigrades,” and we were going under the assumption that this was an actual place, but that’s presumably in a different universe; in the one with Muserism, we will say that they are the rules of worship and that once one vows to worship tardigrades, they all apply and one can be punished severely for not following them, but I’m not going to do anything to someone who hasn’t taken any vows. I think. If I change my mind about anything, I’ll let you know.
Out of curiosity, can one be a priest(ess) of more than one deity? I think one shouldn’t be allowed to be a High Priest(ess) of more than one, but I don’t necessarily see anything wrong with it otherwise unless the High Priest(ess) says that worshippers of their deity can’t worship anything else.
This should be an RPG! Admittedly, we’d have to think of, you know, a plot. But there could be tension going on between the worshippers of different deities, possibly leading to a war, in which we get help/inspiration from our deities and thus fight in similar ways–for instance, if the High Priest(ess) of Mini Space Cephalopods and the High Priest(ess) of Aquatic Cephalopods got into an argument over who had the right to worship those squids that were sent into space (See this thread about them: https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=9121), since they’re aquatic by nature but in space, which led to wars between the actual cephalopods, and maybe others take sides, too, until something dramatic happens (say, the High Priest(ess) of Kokopelli got bored and kidnapped the squids being fought over, and so the sects fighting over the squids had to band together to get them back). Actually, there are quite a lot of possible conflicts stemming from relationships between deities. Alternatively, there could be something with Mr. Joe and HPBs as demonic antagonists. Or both. Or something else.
Also, I’d like to nominate Cskia as High Priestess of Ordinary Space Cephalopods, since she’s a Giant Space Cuttlefish, although of course, if she’s not interested, that’s fine.
Thank you!
An RPG sounds awesome, if we can figure out a decent enough plot.
I second Cskia’s nomination for High Priestess of Ordinary Space Cephalopods.
I’ll be happy to create a thread for an RPG if someone will tell me what to call it.
The Musican Deities and Worship Therof?
I’d love Crraw (or Urania)!
I would hope to be a pope, otherwise I shall mopeYou’d be great at either, but I think I’m going to vote for you for Crraw.
I like that I got auto-High Priestess of Giant Space Squid XD
I would nominate Kai for Urania – if she wants it, that is.
I’d accept it unless someone else wants the job more, although positions of leadership always feel strange to me.
I don’t think I explained myself very well, since everyone trying to stake a claim stuck one for more than one being. You can only be the High Priest or Priestess of ONE figure in the pantheon. Since whether you get the position is based on whether others agree with it, it’s a good idea to give a first choice, second choice, etc. In accordance with Bibliophile’s idea, any claim you stake that you don’t get will automatically get you a minor priesthood of that figure. So go ahead and ask for more than one, just tell me which you want more or the most.
Choklit Orange – Space Cephalopods or Chad. Which do you want more?
Guavalover – Would you rather be the High Priest(ess) of Kokopelli or Bo? (No offense; I don’t know your gender.) World Domination isn’t a figure of the pantheon, but rather a Holy Directive shared by all in the pantheon and their followers.
Castle – I know this might be hard to pick, but would you prefer Kokopelli or Devil? You already said that Feather is sort of a fallback.
bookgirl_me – I know you already have one vote for Craaw, but would you prefer him or Urania?
Two people so far have been nominated. That’s good. Nominations can be very helpful.
Cskia – Bibliophile, Little Basement Kitten, and I all think you would make an excellent High Priestess of Ordinary Space Cephalopods considering your status as Giant Space Cuttlefish. Does that sound good to you? Is there another High Priestesshood you would prefer? Are there any minor Priestesshoods you would like?
Kai – I agree with Selenium in that I think you would make the perfect High Priestess of Urania, and I bet lots of other people here would too. But if leadership positions make you uncomfortable, would you rather be a normal Priestess of the Muse of Space?
Bibliophile and Mr. Coontz both posted about things other than who should be associated with which pantheon figure, so:
Bibliophile – You bring up some good points, and ones I hadn’t thought of. I agree that it sounds like a good idea to allow people to be a normal Priest or Priestess of multiple beings, unless the High Priest/Priestess requires complete dedication. (Though not monotheism. Muserism is definitely polytheistic.) That’s an especially elegant idea because multiple people have tried to stake claims for multiple figures, and for various reasons I’ve decided that everyone can only be High Priest/Priestess of a single figure.
I had only previously thought of this as a concept, not an RP. But if you think that it won’t die as soon as it’s created, I’m all for it. And I love your plot ideas.
By the way, obviously you are already the High Priestess of Tardigrades, but would you accept the position of a minor Priestess of Urania? I am under the impression that all of us Mbers think of you as a fount of crazy and amazing ideas.
Robert – No need to hurry. I think it would be best to get at least most of the High Priest/Priestess slots filled in conclusively before anything really gets going.
Sure! I’l be a priestess of Urania; that’ll be fun. And thanks. And now I’m beginning to think maybe I’ll be a priestess of Bo, too.
Also, I’m sure I’ll want to edit my Rules of Worship to fit the context, but not right now.
If we did do an RPG, it would be interesting because the priest(esse)s’ level of connection to their deities would vary. I mean, for instance, Jadestone is her deity (In some real-life religions, high priest(esse)s are said to be living incarnations of god(esse)s; it could either work like that, or she could just be a huge narcissist and worship herself as a goddess, or she could come up with something else entirely), and I’m a prophetess (which would enable me to have conversations with tardigrades, which could be really fun to write–actually, I’m kind of already coming up with different personalities), and I don’t have a clue what the other high priest(esse)s will decide. That would mean that depending on who Jade is willing to talk to, everyone might be in direct communication with her, whereas I’d presumably be the only one the tardigrades communicated with. It’ll be interesting to see how the priest(esse)s of the Muses do it–especially Aeiou.
I’d nominate TMFA for High Priest of Aeiou, but he doesn’t come on much, and I don’t know if he’d see it…
okays so this is really interesting and I’ve been thinking about how I would approach it all day now! Aha so many options, but I think I have it figured out.
Also it gives me an excuse to write up some of the biology/history/mythology of Giant Space Squids with the BONUS of being able to do it from a pseudo-religious perspective oh man this will be so fun
I’d prefer Crraw: I was going to take Urania because of Math, but someone who knows pretty much everything about astronomy *coughcoughKaicoughcough* fits the bill better (and has my vote). Can I vote for myself as Crraw?
(that’s sorta what I did. Kokopelli, Devil, Feather, in that order of preference. Unless someone else wants Kokopelli more.)
Kokopelli is first choice.
Bibliophile – I am so glad you’re participating in the pantheon! You keep coming up with ideas I’d never thought of. I really can’t see Jadestone as even remotely narcissistic, so I would lean towards the “human incarnation of the deity” idea. But of course, that’s Jadestone’s decision. Clearly, the High Priest/Priestess of Aeiou would have to speak sleeve-signing and act as an interpreter of Her divine word. Or petition for help from Craaw and his priests and priestesses. I was going to nominate TMFA myself, actually, but I forgot to include that in my post.
Jadestone – That sounds great! I must admit to a high degree of anticipation.
The Guavalover – That sounds like a good name.
Bookgirl_me – Each person can only cast one vote for each other person, and staking a claim for a High Priestesshood counts as your vote.
OK, a little idea that’s been wriggling around in the back of my brain since I first read Bibli’s idea to make this an RP: If there are any conflicts between deities and their followers, then those with minor priesthoods to more than one deity might have some… divided loyalties. Which could definitely make for some very intriguing bits of subplot.
So, everyone, thanks for posting your tiers of preferences. I’ll post an updated pantheon list tomorrow.
Maybe the priests of Aeiou are like the Oracle of Delphi and must always be accompanied by interpreters.
I meant to include: “because they go into trances where they are posessed by Aeiou and speak in sleeve-language”.
Can I be a priestess of Pwt?
In order:
1. Kokopelli
2. Bo
3. Aeiou
4. Crraw
I am totally fine being just a minor priestess.
I’d like to throw my hat in the ring! It’d be great to be a high priestess!
First choice: Kokopelli
Second choice: Aeiou
Third choice: Feather
Hmm, also, I might nominate POSOC for High Priest of Aquatic Cephalopods if he wants it? (Captain Canix, I will never be able to think of you as anything but sea-affiliated after all those years on The Black-Footed Ferret, you have no escape). I might otherwise vote him for Crraw, but bookgirl_me asked for it and I think she’d be wonderful there.
Also I’d probably be a Priestess of the Aquatic Cephalopods as well… sort of goes
hand-in-handtentacle-in-tentacle with the Giant Space Squids/cephalopods… XDI had no idea about any of this until my name showed up in the RC bar. So… Thanks for the nomination, I accept!
I’m happy to let others who want them more have the High Priest/Priestesses positions.
However, if you (the general you) think it appropriate, I’d like to support whoever is chosen by being a regular priestess of Urania. I’d also be happy to be priestess of other Muses if it is so required/desired, not limited to but including Koko, Aeiou and Bo.
Kai – In that case, would the interpreter be a priest or priestess of Craaw? Either way, that’s a very intriguing idea. The High Priest or Priestess enself would get the final say though, of course.
At this point I’m only putting people up next to their first choices for High Priest/Priestess. After the first round of voting, anyone who didn’t get their first choice will become a contender for their second choice as well as an official minor Priest or Priestess of their first.
I’m also not posting people who have been nominated for a certain High Priesthood but have not accepted the nomination.
The updated pantheon (the numbers next to the High Priest/Priestess contenders are how many votes they’ve gotten so far):
1~
Kokopelli – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Castle (1), The Guavalover (1), The Cello-Playing Mathematician (1),
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Selenium
Aeiou – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Selenium
Mimi – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Pwt – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Little Basement Kitten (1),
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Koppar
Crraw – High Priest/Priestess Pending: bookgirl_me (2),
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Chad – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Feather – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Urania – High Priest/Priestess Pending: KaiYves (3),
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Bibliophile, Selenium
Bo – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Randomosity101 (1),
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Bibliophile, Selenium
2~
Devil (Kokopelli’s dog) – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
3~
Giant Space Squids – High Priestess: Jadestone
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Tardigrades – High Priestess: Bibliophile
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
4~
Ordinary Space Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Choklit Orange (1),
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
5~
Mini Space Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
6
Aquatic Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending: POSOC (2),
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Jadestone
Didn’t LBK and I both vote for you as High Priestess of Bo?
I MADE THIS WORDY THING
Unless you have stated you wanted to be an ordinary priest(ess), I put you in for High Priest(ess).
Pies to Randomosity101 for the copypasting. Nominated positions are in green. Confirmed positions are in bold. I’m not sure about some of the names, so please correct me.
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1~
Kokopelli – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Castle. CPM, the Guavalover,
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Selenium,
.
Aeiou – High Priest/Priestess Pending: TMFA (really not sure), the Guavalover
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Selenium,
.
Mimi – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
.
Pwt – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Little Basement Kitten, Koppar,
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
.
Crraw – High Priest/Priestess/Pope Pending: Bookgirl_me,
…………….Priests/Priestesses :the Guavalover
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Chad – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Choklit,
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
.
Feather – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Castle, CPM
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
.
Urania – High Priest/Priestess Pending: KaiYves ( not sure), Selenium,
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Biblophile,
.
Bo – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Randomosity101, Selenium, the Guavalover,
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Biblophile,
.
2~
Devil (Kokopelli’s dog) – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Castle
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
3~
Giant Space Squids – High Priestess: Jadestone
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
.
Tardigrades – High Priestess: Bibliophile
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
4~
Ordinary Space Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Choklit, Cskia
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
5~
Mini Space Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
6
Aquatic Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending: POSOC
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Bookgirl_me wasn’t nominated. That’s okay, though.
I am honored to be nominated for High Priestess of Ordinary Space Cephalopods and shall be happy to take the position. *bows* Unless… Mini Space Cephalopods are more applicable? Since I’m a Giant Space Cuttlefish, after all.
As for other priestesshoods… I’d love to be a priestess for Crraw.
If I’m under Feather, I should be under Aeiou as well.
I’d be under Crraw (not the High one though) if that is okay.
Though if everything is still pending, I’ll put up a list of choices for the high position:
1) Crraw
2) Chad
3) Mini Space Squids
Bibliophile – You’re right. I only included the votes from my first posting of the pantheon and after, and didn’t notice that mistake until after I posted it.
Cskia – You’re definitely in the Ordinary Space Cephalopods category, because otherwise you would be a Mini Space Cuttlefish.
oxlin – The positions will be pending for a good while, since I want to make sure everyone who wants to stake a claim or vote gets the chance. Then, after preliminary voting, there will be more voting for people who didn’t get their first choices and are therefore running for High Priest or Priestess of a different deity. It will be time-consuming certainly but, I think, worthwhile in the end.
Newly re-updated pantheon:
1~
Kokopelli – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Castle (1), The Guavalover (1), The Cello-Playing Mathematician (1),
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Selenium
Aeiou – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Selenium
Mimi – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Pwt – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Little Basement Kitten (1),
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Koppar
Crraw – High Priest/Priestess Pending: bookgirl_me (2), oxlin (1),
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Cskia
Chad – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Feather – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Urania – High Priest/Priestess Pending: KaiYves (3),
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Bibliophile, Selenium
Bo – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Randomosity101 (3),
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Bibliophile, Selenium
2~
Devil (Kokopelli’s dog) – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
3~
Giant Space Squids – High Priestess: Jadestone
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
Tardigrades – High Priestess: Bibliophile
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
4~
Ordinary Space Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending: Choklit Orange (1), Cskia (4),
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
5~
Mini Space Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending:
…………….Priests/Priestesses:
6
Aquatic Cephalopods – High Priest/Priestess Pending: POSOC (2),
…………….Priests/Priestesses: Jadestone
Apollo 1, January 27th 1967.
Virgil “Gus” Grissom
Edward White
Roger B. Chaffee
“Cast your eyes on the ocean.
Cast your soul to the sea.
When the dark night seems endless,
Please remember me.
Oh, please remember me.”
…The Scarlet Pimpernel, the musical. Wow. I just…
Okay, I really do need to listen to the soundtrack of Wonderland, because Frank Wildhorn clearly is as amazing as TNO says.
And the original cast of TSM is great, even though I’d only heard of one person on it (Terrence Mann, who I already knew was amazing.)
…I’m going to go back to listening to it now.
Isn’t it just… mind-boggling?
I think my favorite thing about Wildhorn is that he clearly knows exactly how to capitalize on his cast’s voices/always casts phenomenally talented people in his shows. Also, he writes the most ridiculous ear worms.
Also, YES. LISTEN TO WONDERLAND. it is his best work. aaaand it has Kate Shindle!
I know textbooks are supposed to explain things simply, in understandable language, but there’s just something giggle-inducing about a sentence that begins, “Our atmosphere consists of air…”
I am very proud of myself. There’s a B on my report card and I’m not disappointed or angry at all.
I’m very proud of you! You still had a spectacular report card, and I’m so glad you’re being sensible about your grades and not getting angry at yourself for imagined wrongs (that is, I do those things, and it makes me happy that you aren’t).
Just saw Swan Lake by the Moscow City Ballet on tour. It makes me regret dropping ballet two years ago (not because I wanted to, but I just had no time) – but ah well, it’s not like I was ever going to get really good at it anyway. It was a good performance; I’m glad I went.
An idea just came to me: I could take it up again at university. Nothing like the intense four-times-a-week training I did for almost ten years but it should be fun if I can find a suitable arrangement (in which Sel gets ahead of herself considering she hasn’t even applied to any unis yet).
Oh, wow, you were super intense with your ballet. XD I took it for ten years, too, but only once a week. Started when I was 3, ended when I was 13, because the next year I would have started learning pointe. My aunt was a professional ballet dancer for some years and it screwed up her feet, so there was no way I was going on pointe.
Also I’m really tall. Not a good thing for a dancer.
Yeah, I suppose it was – I should say there were many, many early-morning weekends that I sometimes resented – but never really enough to go professional. Not that I necessarily wanted to (aside from indulging in the occasional fantasy that many young girls have of becoming a ballerina).
I’d done about two years of pointe when I stopped, but I haven’t covered much advanced pointe away from the barre.
I did ballet for a few years when I was very little. While I wasn’t so good at it, I WAS a gnome in the ballet “Cinderella.” Which is a moment I am still proud of to this day. :3
In terms of taking it up in uni, there’s may be private dance studios in your city of choice, some of which might offer casual dance classes, as opposed to a strict regimen with a russian ballet instructor with a cane.
I’m sure there will be various ones to choose from, yes. If and when I get there, that is!
I’m fairly confident most classes for adult ballet (as I’ll be categorised, not being a child – oh wait, I’ll actually be 18) won’t be all that harsh or severe, given that adults aren’t exactly going to be there with the hope of making it to the Bolshoi. Which should make the gruelling bits – of which there are many – more fun.
(Incidentally, replace Russian with Chinese and you essentially have my old lessons in a nutshell. :lol:)
I feel sort of the same way about piano… It’s sad that we have to make so many sacrifices when choosing how to designate our time. I wish there were more hours in a day…
I have discovered the California State Summer School for the Arts, and my god, MY NEED IS GREAT (to go, that is).
It’s apparently very competitive, but I think I might have a shot at the Creative Writing program, particularly since the application requires two adult recommendations, and I think my journalism and English teachers would recommend me well (not that I’m trying to brag? But I do well in their classes and they seem to like me).
I really, really want to do the CSSSA theater program, is the thing. I don’t know if I want to go to classes/writing sessions all day for four weeks, but the theater curriculum looks just beautiful; there aren’t words. And they want a solo monologue tape, which I think I could do (assuming I’m allowed to use a Shakespeare play).
Unfortunately, I don’t take an acting class at school, and I’m not involved in any theater-related extracurriculars right now (I won’t be until the Spring Musical at my school, which is long after the application deadline). I can’t think of an adult I know who could actually evaluate my acting ability (I read a lot of Shakespeare with my friends, and I think I’m pretty good at it, but there aren’t any adults involved). Any suggestions?
I’m clearly biased, but from personal experience I can tell you that CSSSA’s Creative Writing program is fantastic. At CSSSA, pretty much any department is an experience that will change your life, but in the Creative Writing department I made so many friends that I’ve never seen the like of anywhere else, I learned so much about writing and the world and myself that I’d never have learned anywhere else, I had adventures and experiences that I can’t imagine my life without. I miss it more than words.
My advice to you is to apply for whatever you’re best at. CSSSA is a life-changing experience no matter what department you go into, and it’s joyous and energetic and the curriculum is beautiful no matter which curriculum it is. (And your recs don’t necessarily have to be from a relevant teacher; I got one rec from my Spanish teacher, and I’m pretty sure that had nothing to do with Creative Writing.) But you can only have that life-changing experience if you get into CSSSA, and you’re right– it’s really, really, really competitive.
If you decide to apply for Creative Writing, I have some tips on the application! Once we got there they told us why they’d accepted us based on our application, and what it was about our writing that they liked, so I can tell you what to shoot for.
Oh man, that sounds amazing! But unfortunately I live on the other side of the continent… XD Ah, such is life.
Good luck, Chok!
I’m sure either programme would be very lucky to have you! Is there a drama teacher at your school who could ‘evaluate your acting ability’, just so you have an idea of how you’d compare with other theatre kids out there? If otherwise, the Creative Writing programme also sounds a lot of fun (based also on what Cat’s Eye said – she’s been while I haven’t). Just go for what you think you’d enjoy! Good luck!
I was busy yesterday, but…
Challenger STS-51L, January 28, 1986.
Francis “Dick” Scobee
Michael J. Smith
Ronald McNair
Ellison Onizuka
Judith Resnik
Gregory Jarvis
S. Christa McAuliffe
“They gave us their life,
They gave us their spirit and all they could be.
They were flying for me.”
Piggy is, at long last, employed! I had the interview yesterday, and not twenty hours later he calls me and asks if I’m still interested in the job, and so I’ll go in this afternoon for the drug test. Apparently the position I applied for (frozen clerk) doesn’t actually exist, so I’ll be in the Chinese/Italian section instead, but I’m okay with that; it’s better than being a checker, anyway.
Hooray, I’m employed! I get to have stupid people boss me around, and I get to give most of my money to the government, and I get to lose all of my chances to visit my family! Hooray! Hooray…h-hooray?
I just got back from peeing in a cup, and I also got to meet my actual manager; the guy who hired me apparently has nothing to do with my job. My proper manager is a short, wiry guy, grey military-cut hair with matching mustache: in short, the kind of guy that has clearly had a long and proud grocery career. He seems like a much better boss than Mr. Interviewer did, no offense to the latter. Starting pay eight bucks an hour, and I’ll be able to transfer to a different location when I move home for the summer. Orientation for myself and seven or eight others is next week, and then “no pressure” style training, and then I’ll be a full employee. Wheee!
I’m paying no income tax this year because I started my job late enough last year so that I didn’t make enough to need to pay it, so I get to file my tax returns and get the income tax that I paid refunded.
Medicaid and SS are still being paid, obviously, but I get paid minimum wage ($8.25) and I only end up paying about $10 total tax every $80 or so.
Jeez, I wish I lived somewhere with an $8.25 minimum wage.
The minimum wage here in Washington State is $9.19, highest in the nation.
Congrats, Piggy!
Don’t worry, at entry level grocery store payscale, if you even have to file a tax return and owe any taxes in the first place, which at part time might be doubtful, you’ll get a refund.
while we’re being factual, the maximum federal tax rate is under 40%, and that’s only on income over $400,000, so nobody gives most of their money to the government.
State and local governments tend to take a chunk too.
I am happy you have a job, and are not a human popsicle.
Cryonics facilities must be like ice cream shops to zombies.
Well done, Piggy!
…I am seriously considering making a chemistry or biochemistry-themed parody of MLP:FIM. Specifically, “A Friend in Deed,” because the opportunities for the Smile song are endless. Actually, it might be just the Smile song that I use if I can’t think of a suitable parallel plot.
I used to wonder what chemistry could be,
Until my science teacher shared it’s magic with me.
I approve and highly encourage this.
The Dream is Alive is still 36 minutes of utter perfection.
I’m in Egypt! On a dive boat! “See” you guys in two weeks.
Awesome! Have tons of fun! (Not that that will be hard…)
That sounds amazing – have fun!
That is wonderful. I’m so happy for you; have a wonderful time!
Helllooo!! So my internet is absolutely terrible, so in the meantime I’ve been typing out a monsterpost life update. Is there a more recent thread than the last Dispatches from Collegeland (2010)? That that should go on?
There’s “Back to School” maybe but the internet is too slow for the search bar to be functional, so thought I’d ask here before spending an hour trying to load pages >.< Becauase the 'nets will be gone in another 10 min I would bet $10
If nothing emerges I guess back to school or here will do thought it is… already very long… whoops
I just finished Earthbound–I like Mother 3 better because it has a more cohesive story, but I can see why Earthbound became the cult classic it is!
Chrono Trigger’s next.
I got my roommate the cast recording of Leap of Faith for Christmas and she loaned it back to me a while ago and I’ve been listening to it nonstop because RAUL ESPARZA.
…But, anyway, there’s a bit about three quarters of the way through “Last Chance Salvation” where Danny Stiles hits this glorious note and every time I hear I have a pathetic-fangirl-squee moment. And this is the only time on the entire album where I can pick out Danny Stiles’s voice from the ensemble. …I think I might legitimately have a problem.
(Also, hi! It’s been a few months…)