November 23, 2007

Czach is home for the holiday

I'm home. So there's alot to do. I still need four more sporting events for the requirements
for the big game ticket I need. So what does Czach need to do? Well, he's cutting his holiday short just to return to go and help out at the Speikier Water complex for rally com events. So tomorrow and sunday will cover that. And then he also has an MSE presentation due monday as well as a cable car rally to do that day as well. God there's too much to do. What will I do? At least I'll have most of the requirements down.

So next week is the big game week. There's alot to do.

*note*
*this entry was stopped, then resumed today: November 27, 2007. Two days into BGW.

So already, I'm tired, I'm exhausted, and I've still got more work to do. It seems right now that its a never ending line of work to constantly do. In fact, right now, i'm still doing work as we speak.

November 19, 2007

For your enjoyment: Time Laspe Photography

it never ceases to amaze me...

http://www.jsonline.com/story/index.aspx?id=684920

November 13, 2007

How to survive 10 mintues into the future: Lectures

Lets take a metaphorical example, take you and time and tweak it. You have now been thrown forward, into the future... TEN WHOLE MINUTES

Lets take a metaphorical example. Meet Fred. He's your average chemistry student at Vanderbilt college. Sitting through a lecture on molecular structures of organic compounds, he suddenly feels very strange. Very very very strange. At this point, he has transversed across space. Space time and jelly beans as we know it. He has travelled... ten minutes. Into the future!!

First, dont panic. That's what your future 10 minutes from now friends expect. Or maybe it isn't. But other than that, we really wont know how anyone in the future will react. What this article will help you, is to deal with the ten minutes of the future. And today, we'll deal with the lecture.

Step one: Dont panic, you've done the reading

As long as you've done it. If you know what I mean. Ok. So if the conversation suddenly jumps into a totally new section, one of two things will happen. I can guarantee it. You'll either understand the conversation, or you'll have absolutely no idea what the hell they're talking about. The first situation is thanks to: Reading before class! The second situation is a result of *ominous music* not reading the night before! So here's an example of what is likely to happen. So let's go look in on Fred.

(Fred read the night before)
GSI: So class, Janick states that the mind is a quagmire that cannot comprehend new data in a modular form.
Bill: But then that contradicts Usther's theorem that any new data is comprehended over a slow period.
Fred: But then Usther is recgonized by the catholic as well as the american psychological society as a radicalist and cannot comprehend the actual details of a working mind
*time quirk*
GSI: So if Usther and Janick met, the consequential algorithm would be in such a cataclysmal manner that the necessary hereditary abilities would be lost.
Fred: But then, what if they were to cross paths without meeting would the resulting experience might eliminate the possibilities of apathy.
GSI: Very good. Have some candy.

(Fred didn't read the night before)
GSI: So if you induce an pulating and repeating force, the amplitude of the wave effect on the tensile string will result in a parallel shift.
Will: What would be the effect of the quantum parables on the system?
Fred: Well, the effect would result in the creation of excessive amounts of force on the outer limits of the system
Will: Ahhh i get it.
*time quirk*
Will: So what would the be the the degrheteryan mode of the paranormal shift in the case of oscillating phalluses?
GSI: Well the quantum phose shift will result in the creation of multiple parables that create a modular quangular delanger on the freschon. The quarbled deton of the mischav will multifrange the descalanator. Fred, what's the resultant of the dilution?
Fred: fuck!

(*I know for the sake of you college students, I made up at least half the words used by the GSI in the second situation)

Step two: Ask questions to make it seem like nothing happened
Even if you dont have any idea what class you're in, still ask questions that are broad and generic. It works everywhere. Trust me. Advanced linear analytical calculus? No problem. Material Science Engineering analysis on stone frequencies? No problem! Taxidermy 101? Works like a charm. So let's put Fred in our little situation.

In Math Class
*fred wakes up*
GSI: Mr. Wilton, Is there a question you have?
Fred: Yes, can you apply this to the homework?
GSI: *taken aback* Uh, sure. You put this over here
*does homework problem*
Fred: *copies homework then turns it in*

In Physics Lecture
Professor: Mr. Wilton!
*Fred wakes up*
Fred: Yes, I was awake
Prof: Then ask me a question *smug look*
Fred: In what way does can the problem be applied in real life?
Prof: Uh... it cant. It exists only in perfect systems.
Fred: So are you calling me a failure?
Prof: No! Of course not
Fred: Fine, i'm leaving I need to see my psychiatrist.
*walks out of lecture hall, and walks to bar*

In Taxidermy 101
GSI: Mr. Wilton...
Fred: *snore*
GSI: *pokes Fred with a taxidermy pin
Fred: yeow! What was that for.
GSI: Sleeping
Fred: No I wasnt...
GSI: So ask me a question relating to the chapter
Fred: Can we apply the technique to things that require constant moisture?
GSI: Uh, the technique of cross stitching can in fact be applied to large sport fish, but not small trout and fish like that.
Fred: *pretends to write it down* Thanks GSI

Step three: steal notes
Does it really seem that illogical to steal someone's notes? Of course not. Not when your booty is on the line. At this point, you're going to either take a pen scanner and scan everything and read it over later. In the mean time, sleep through the rest of the lecture. When you go home, upload the file you scanned with your pen scanner. Got it there on your desktop? Good. Now delete it. Hah, as if you've ever need them before. You're a one man test wrecking machine!

Step four: Just leave
Its college. Who's going to care if you fail? Other than you and your parents and family and friends and your GSIs and peer advisers. Everyone else wont care. They're your new friends now! Make sure you get me the one girl who doesn't remember your name or face's number. She's totally hot.

So with that in mind, remember. Happy futures mean you did something bad in the past! I'm your blogger, Zach

A note on throwing things away

Living in a dormitory, I highly advise you, make sure you keep clean as much as possible. Be it vacuuming alot or just merely arranging the room in a pleasant way so that the vacuumable area is not obstructed.

As I mentioned in a previous post, I ended rearranging my room so now I have stadium seating and other than that, Where my old drawers used to be, there was a thin line of garbage. Disgusting. But its not as bad as the refuse in the laundry room floor. Lint, garbage, socks, dust, wrappers and detergent powder.

Thank you cleaning staff for not working over the weekend. The whole unit three turns into a garbage dump over the three day weekend. Which is also kinda cool.

Also, we got a notice for throwing things out of the windows. Apparently, the lower floors (i.e. 1-6) spens black takes great enjoyment of throwing things out of the windows and balconies. I saw a watermelon fall, a pineapple on the roof, A chair and even a florescent light bulb. The latter three, didn't see fall. But stuff I threw out was usually just dusty water from my cup which always fell onto the balcony. I checked first! And harmless paper airfoils. The sort of thing that would more likely be hurt by a troublesome toddler on a rampage.

Zach's new word:

Ajaust: A victorious, sure fire candidate in a jousting or sparring match.
i.e. Clemens is the ajaust in the match against Pinieleppi with an amazing record of 88-2-13 for today's joust.

Just for you

I dont really know what the title really has to do with this post. For the first time, i have nothing to blog about. Ok, I lied. This is the millionth time, I've got nothing to blog about. Since the last time I wrote, I guess I can update you guys now. But at this point, I feel the whole point of my blog is to constantly update you guys wiht little petty things I've done in the black spots of time between posts. So, I'm gonna make a stop of that.

But first, an update. I've finally cleaned my room. It feels nice. i can walk barefoot and not be afraid to do so. So I strees, if you're one of my friends, please feel free to visit. Just call me first. If you dont know my number. Shame on you, you non-friend person.

So i'm gonna vent. Over the past few days, i've gotten lazy, and its obviously been showing, I haven't done any homework for awhile. I'm ashamed of myself. Lie. I have done homework. Just not certain homeworks. Yeah. That's my story. So the last few months of the entire ED1 experience is slowly beginning to wind down and at this point, i'm not quite sure if I want to be an architect. I mean, I love design, but the way I build models, I'm put in shame by other people just in my section even. I mean, my first model was nice, i did it a few days before so i had time to make plenty of corrections. Now, I dont even have money to do much work. *scoff* I have a model due in two days, I've only goten drawings done. Gaaaaah.

I discovered itunes after finally collapsing to the whims of my friends and the pressure. Maybe windows media player wasn't all that. maybe there was something even better than real player. Just maybe. I like it actually. The upload format is kidna quirky, but I can live with that.

I hate the blue screen.
I can sit here and just cry
All my work is gone

There once was a man who didn't save
And upon himself did his computer cave
Til the blue screen of death, left him bereft
That foolish college student who didn't save

I have no Idea what the purpose of the little poetic innerts was for. I just made up a word too. innerts.

Innerts (N) Pronunced (in-ehrt-ss) Am. Random inserts and blurbs which have much ado about nothing.

Life is fun sometimes. I can mold it in any way I want. I can reshape furniture, I can redesign this and i can redesign that. I'm unlimited in my boundaries and work.