Archive for November, 2009

November 30, 2009

bg/ish: Because Typing Is A Bitch…

You won’t be seeing a lot from me in the weeks to come. Sure, I’ll probably post some videos and links, but nothing that requires me to type more than a few lines. Yes, I “only” suffered a broken bone in my wrist in my recent accident, but the treatment far outweighs the tiny little bone that fractured…


* Editor’s note: bg’s extreme vanity prevented us from running an unedited photo of him in his injured state.

Although it may seem like treating a headache with a lobotomy, I have been assured by the finest doctors Kaiser can offer that the complete immobilization of my arm is the best way to ensure proper healing. Of course they could just be fucking with me.

At any rate, I’ve already said too much. I’ll leave you with the following video, which should serve to make you smile, and at the very least exposes my soft underbelly…

via boing boing

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November 26, 2009

agIsh: *rubs eyes* What time is it…

I think I accidentally set my time circuits to 1992 and drove faster that 88 mph. A much older Jean-Claude Van Damme and Dolph (short for ‘dolphin’ according to bg) Lundgren reunite once again to kick each others’ asses.

This is coming out on January 5, 2010 straight to DVD (only because there’s no rating system in place to properly indicate how badass this movie is going to be).

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!


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November 25, 2009
Things You Shouldn’t Laugh At…


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November 25, 2009

bg/ish: Trinity Help

boing boing via legomatrix.com

November 25, 2009

bg/ish: Wednesday Wobble

Sukh Knight – Hands In Your Pockets

November 23, 2009

agIsh: I can’t complain…

Literally. I can’t complain…because I think that’s a sin too.

“School sucks.”
“I never had the opportunity to go to school.”

“I hate all these papers I have to read.”
“I never learned how to read.”

“I never get enough sleep.”
“My whole village was raped and pillaged and the bandits left nothing but charred remains of my pets. I’m unable to sleep at all now.”

So, no matter how “unfortunate” I may feel, someone is way less fortunate than I am.

Can I get an ‘Amen’?

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November 22, 2009

agIsh: Tattoo

This comic strip is fantastic for its simplicity.


Note: The fact that I’m posting a lot now is purely due to procrastination. See previous post.

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November 22, 2009

agIsh: The Facts of Life

“You take the good, you take the bad, you take them”…wait, I almost got sidetracked.

Here’s an interesting article that actually discourages people from going to graduate school when times are tough.

Don’t try to dodge the recession with grad school

I’ve always recognized how lucky I was to leave the work force just before the shit hit the fan. It was purely coincidental, though. I just happened to come upon an epiphany and went back to school. This place really is sheltered from the real world and the problems that seem to plague others do seem quite distant.

My family is a huge supporter of education. My parents have made huge sacrifices to afford my siblings and I this luxury. I’m eternally grateful for these opportunities, yet I’d agree with many of the points in this article in any economy. When it comes down to it, I want my master’s degree only because I know my future employers want it. I don’t care for all the papers I have to read, all the papers I have to write, or all the presentations I have to prepare.

I’ve spoken with my classmates at length on this topic. The “facts” we’re learning are actually quite difficult to bring into the real world. Often times we’re learning about a single gene or a single protein that has a certain outcome if damaged (“mutated” for all you science-heads). In context of the 25,000 genes or the 100,000 proteins in the human body, this is like studying a grain of sand to understand the beach.

What we’re actually learning in school that really matters are skills: how to extract information from a scientific paper, how to succinctly summarize it, how to efficiently present it to different audiences.

But can’t all this be learned without investing 3 years of my life and $30,000 I don’t have? And what class can adequately prepare you to be a good teacher? “Those who can’t do teach. Those who can’t teach administrate.” Clearly everyone has their niche. Mine’s teaching and life taught me how to be a good one (‘good’ from what I’ve heard, anyway).

School, especially graduate school, is nothing more than a weeding-out process. Sure, everyone can learn if given enough time. But if you can meet deadlines and endure the bullshit the curriculum hands you, you earn a piece of paper that proves that.

The kicker is that everyone else now has the same piece of paper…

…fuck.

*shrug*

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November 21, 2009

agIsh: Plant

i hate drama. i don’t even like it subconsciously. i want nothing to do with it. yet, i’m entirely surrounded by it right now. my dad’s sick so he’s essentially on house arrest until, i think, february. my neice ran away from home but now she’s back. i’m taking every opportunity to procrastinate in school. archery club, once my safe haven from all that madness, is now fraught with personality conflicts and disorder.

i walked past a carbon-footprint-awareness booth the other day and they gave me a baby shrub to plant. i’ve done so and it now sits in a small pot on my desk. i think i found my new happy place.

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November 21, 2009

bg/ish: A Broken Man

Well, my wrist at least. Or, more specfically a bone in my wrist. The scaphoid to be exact. Apparently, it’s common but takes a long time to heal. About 8 weeks. I’m in a full arm cast. Up past my elbow. Thanks to the cast, I feel very little pain.

Booyah.