Here's some more links to yesterday's madness, including a great cover photo in today's Daily. Andy's in the forground, and my friend Ashley is behind him on the right. Boing Boing covered two different accounts of it (account 1; account 2). Many people blogged, live journaled, and photogalleried the event (here and here and here and here). I was at the table most of the time, helping people make their own aluminum brain wave protection hats and folding the never-ending stream of new flyers that ended up being quite a hit. Looking at some of these pictures, you might think that I wasn't even there. But I was... oh, how I was.
If I get bored again, I'll post my own series of pictures.
23.11.04
22.11.04
today was the day we staged a mock-demonstration for LaRouche. It was fantastic. Donning aluminum foil hats to deflect government mind control and armed with brochures proving nothing but the fictitiousness that was our rally, we set up camp right next to the REAL LaRouchies. Chanting "RaLouche in 2007", we began to support our cause of ridiculing the LaRouche supporters in earnest. What great madness ensued.... People we didn't know were coming to our table, making tin foil hats, and sometimes even joining in the fray. The LaRouchies were confused at first, then started to try and argue against us, then decided it was hopeless and made tin foil hats for themselves as well. Our sloganed cardboard signs included such gems as "Dick Cheney Eats Kittens; Stop the Insanity!", "Global Warming is Literally Melting the Economy", "Children of Santa IV", "Does The Government Limit Your Right To Hold Cat Orgies for the Purpose of Gambling?" "Wyoming DOES NOT EXIST! Stop the Lies!", "Bush is Responsible for the Decline of Gary Coleman's Career" "The Government is Trying to Control Your Mind: Stop Using Toasters!".... you get the drift.
All in all, it was a success, and I missed my math class for it. Time well spent, I assure you.
Here's my article "Dick Cheney and You" from the pamplet titled "STOP THE INSANITY: A Warding Off the Government And Other Instruments of Pure Evil Using Only Simple, Easy-To-Use Household Products":
"The claim that Dick Cheney is an immoral shape-shifting reptile is completely logical and has multitudes of evidence to prove its validity. One not need do his or her own research on this matter, because that runs the risk of said person discovering that this supposed evidence does not, in all truth, actually exist. Indeed, all one has to do is compare the photos on this page. There is a clear resemblance between the slimy, creepy, fork-tongued creature and the snake. Can you see it? [note: at this point in the article, there were pictures, but I didn't want to put them on the blog for fear they were copyrighted. if you care, you can see them here and here.]
This undeniable evidence clearly proofs that LaRouche’s points about Dick Cheney are valid in every way possible. So do the right thing: use your vote in 2008 to put LaRouche in the Oval Office. Or hell - vote for him next year. LaRouche in 2005!"
All in all, it was a success, and I missed my math class for it. Time well spent, I assure you.
Here's my article "Dick Cheney and You" from the pamplet titled "STOP THE INSANITY: A Warding Off the Government And Other Instruments of Pure Evil Using Only Simple, Easy-To-Use Household Products":
"The claim that Dick Cheney is an immoral shape-shifting reptile is completely logical and has multitudes of evidence to prove its validity. One not need do his or her own research on this matter, because that runs the risk of said person discovering that this supposed evidence does not, in all truth, actually exist. Indeed, all one has to do is compare the photos on this page. There is a clear resemblance between the slimy, creepy, fork-tongued creature and the snake. Can you see it? [note: at this point in the article, there were pictures, but I didn't want to put them on the blog for fear they were copyrighted. if you care, you can see them here and here.]
This undeniable evidence clearly proofs that LaRouche’s points about Dick Cheney are valid in every way possible. So do the right thing: use your vote in 2008 to put LaRouche in the Oval Office. Or hell - vote for him next year. LaRouche in 2005!"
20.11.04
15.11.04
there's nothing like a day of running around figuring your life out to make you believe again that you are indeed moving forward, and that you have direction.
Now that I've gone to the IPE and found out what I need to do to apply, I just have to choose: Berlin, or Tuebingen. On the one hand, I have access to a huge city that would be excellent to hang out in. There would always be something going on. The history there is intense, and the two sides of the city are vibrantly different even after the 15 years since reunification. They offer either an international student dorm, where I would live in a single and could make friends easily but would probably end up speaking more English than German, or I could opt for a WG in another part of town where I would have a roommate and live mostly with native students. On the other hand is Tuebingen, a smaller college town in the south. The people are more open there, but speak a heavier dialect. The town caters to college students, and it would just generally be a younger population with whom I would live. Housing is harder to find here, but I would like to live in a college town, having already lived in a big city for a few years. In both places, I know a few people already: three different families around Tuebingen, and then a young couple in Berlin, plus an American friend from UW who is also going to be in Berlin when I would be.
Plus, I have to maintain a certain GPA while in Germany so that my scholarship does not get revoked. If it does drop (which the UW won't know until I'm back), I'll be required to pay back the value of the scholarship. Scary...
Anyway, all this talk about GPA reminds me that I need to study for my o-chem exam, which is tomorrow morning. And calc, too, which won't be as hard but I'd best review anyway. Better get crackin'.
Now that I've gone to the IPE and found out what I need to do to apply, I just have to choose: Berlin, or Tuebingen. On the one hand, I have access to a huge city that would be excellent to hang out in. There would always be something going on. The history there is intense, and the two sides of the city are vibrantly different even after the 15 years since reunification. They offer either an international student dorm, where I would live in a single and could make friends easily but would probably end up speaking more English than German, or I could opt for a WG in another part of town where I would have a roommate and live mostly with native students. On the other hand is Tuebingen, a smaller college town in the south. The people are more open there, but speak a heavier dialect. The town caters to college students, and it would just generally be a younger population with whom I would live. Housing is harder to find here, but I would like to live in a college town, having already lived in a big city for a few years. In both places, I know a few people already: three different families around Tuebingen, and then a young couple in Berlin, plus an American friend from UW who is also going to be in Berlin when I would be.
Plus, I have to maintain a certain GPA while in Germany so that my scholarship does not get revoked. If it does drop (which the UW won't know until I'm back), I'll be required to pay back the value of the scholarship. Scary...
Anyway, all this talk about GPA reminds me that I need to study for my o-chem exam, which is tomorrow morning. And calc, too, which won't be as hard but I'd best review anyway. Better get crackin'.
14.11.04
13.11.04
"The first, and most important fact to be recognized concerning the Hitler regime, is that Adolf Hitler was put into power in Germany on orders from London. The documentation of this matter is abundant and conclusive."
"Humboldt Versus Hitler", Lyndon H. LaRouche, Jr., The Campaigner, August 1978
OH! Really. the documentation is both 'abundant' and 'conclusive', you say? Well, that seals the deal. Wind it back a few weeks, Time - I voted for the WRONG GUY. LaRouche for President in '08 - it'll be his 13th consecutive election year on the ballot...
also funny: the increased number of happy birthday wishes you get when you're on the FaceBook.
Ever realize that every birthday you celebrate is a year closer to your death?
Dr. Thurman: The search for God is absurd?
Donnie Darko: It is if everyone dies alone.
"Humboldt Versus Hitler", Lyndon H. LaRouche, Jr., The Campaigner, August 1978
OH! Really. the documentation is both 'abundant' and 'conclusive', you say? Well, that seals the deal. Wind it back a few weeks, Time - I voted for the WRONG GUY. LaRouche for President in '08 - it'll be his 13th consecutive election year on the ballot...
also funny: the increased number of happy birthday wishes you get when you're on the FaceBook.
Ever realize that every birthday you celebrate is a year closer to your death?
Dr. Thurman: The search for God is absurd?
Donnie Darko: It is if everyone dies alone.
there are four basic types of people in this world:
-people who think they are the most important thing around and act like it;
-people who think they are the most important thing around but hide it through "concern" for others;
-people who know better than to think they are hot stuff, and so devote themselves to helping others because they truly believe others deserve the devotion;
-and people who know they're not that important, but pretend they are anyway.
Where do I fit into that?
*shrub*
talking away
i don't know what, what to say
but i'll say it anyway
there's another day to find you
shying away
i'll be coming for you, that's okay
take on me, take me on
i'll be gone
in a day or two
Ah-Ha - Take On Me
-people who think they are the most important thing around and act like it;
-people who think they are the most important thing around but hide it through "concern" for others;
-people who know better than to think they are hot stuff, and so devote themselves to helping others because they truly believe others deserve the devotion;
-and people who know they're not that important, but pretend they are anyway.
Where do I fit into that?
*shrub*
talking away
i don't know what, what to say
but i'll say it anyway
there's another day to find you
shying away
i'll be coming for you, that's okay
take on me, take me on
i'll be gone
in a day or two
Ah-Ha - Take On Me
7.11.04
Quick post before I hit up the homework.
This weekend... I knew it would go by fast. I hate how I look forward so much to the weekend, and then I get there, and it's gone like *that*. Friday was a fun-filled evening of watching The Big Lebowski in the lounge with Jeff and some other people who wandered in close to the beginning of the movie. It was a pretty good film, I thought. Not side-splitting hilarious, but well done nonetheless. Walter is by far my favorite character from that movie. Anna and Tara came in at the end of the film, so I need to watch the last 15 minutes again because I wasn't paying attention, and I didn't really know why Donny was dead.
Saturday, I had a fun day of work and then I hung out with a friend who lives in Redmond.
And now it's Sunday, and my O-chem is far from learned. Dar. So I'm gonna go get a start on that. Maybe I'll tell you about work on Saturday some other time... it was definitely one of the most bizarre shifts I've ever worked...
The Dude abides.
This weekend... I knew it would go by fast. I hate how I look forward so much to the weekend, and then I get there, and it's gone like *that*. Friday was a fun-filled evening of watching The Big Lebowski in the lounge with Jeff and some other people who wandered in close to the beginning of the movie. It was a pretty good film, I thought. Not side-splitting hilarious, but well done nonetheless. Walter is by far my favorite character from that movie. Anna and Tara came in at the end of the film, so I need to watch the last 15 minutes again because I wasn't paying attention, and I didn't really know why Donny was dead.
Saturday, I had a fun day of work and then I hung out with a friend who lives in Redmond.
And now it's Sunday, and my O-chem is far from learned. Dar. So I'm gonna go get a start on that. Maybe I'll tell you about work on Saturday some other time... it was definitely one of the most bizarre shifts I've ever worked...
The Dude abides.
2.11.04
I was sitting in the HUB Husky Den today, eating my chowder with goldfish crackers (as is my wont), when a group of about 6 Kerry supporters just march in, singing songs with lyrics that included what sounded like "Wanna know what to do with Bush? He needs some good ol' psychiatric help." And then they cycled through and came by again, this time singing about "Cheney Dick". Man, if the College Republicans chose to EVER do anything like that, they would be booed and pelted with food bits until they finally resigned to submission and left the food court. Liberal wankers. How do they get away with it?
1.11.04
We begin today with a disturbing escalation in the trend of coffee retailers giving stupid names to cup sizes. As you know, this trend began several years ago when Starbucks (motto: ''There's one opening right now in your basement'') decided to call its cup sizes ''Tall'' (meaning ''not tall,'' or ''small''), ''Grande'' (meaning ''medium'') and ''Venti'' (meaning, for all we know, ''weasel snot''). Unfortunately, we consumers, like moron sheep, started actually USING these names. Why? If Starbucks decided to call its toilets ''AquaSwooshies,'' would we go along with THAT? Yes! Baaa!
But it's getting worse. Recently, at the Dallas-Fort Worth International Airport and Death March, Mister Language Person noticed that a Starbuck's competitor, Seattle's Best Coffee (which also uses ''Tall'' for small and ''Grande'' for medium) is calling ITS large cup size -- get ready -- ''Grande Supremo.'' Yes. And as Mister Language Person watched in horror, many customers -- seemingly intelligent, briefcase-toting adults -- actually used this term, as in, ''I'll take a Grande Supremo.''
Listen, people: You should never, ever have to utter the words ''Grande Supremo'' unless you are addressing a tribal warlord who is holding you captive and threatening to burn you at the stake. JUST SAY YOU WANT A LARGE COFFEE, PEOPLE. Because if we let the coffee people get away with this, they're not going to stop, and some day, just to get a lousy cup of coffee, you'll hear yourself saying, ''I'll have a Mega Grandissimaximo Giganto de Humongo-Rama-Lama-Ding-Dong decaf.'' And then you will ask for the key to the AquaSwooshie. And when THAT happens, people, the terrorists will have won.
More from Dave Barry available at www.davebarry.com.
But it's getting worse. Recently, at the Dallas-Fort Worth International Airport and Death March, Mister Language Person noticed that a Starbuck's competitor, Seattle's Best Coffee (which also uses ''Tall'' for small and ''Grande'' for medium) is calling ITS large cup size -- get ready -- ''Grande Supremo.'' Yes. And as Mister Language Person watched in horror, many customers -- seemingly intelligent, briefcase-toting adults -- actually used this term, as in, ''I'll take a Grande Supremo.''
Listen, people: You should never, ever have to utter the words ''Grande Supremo'' unless you are addressing a tribal warlord who is holding you captive and threatening to burn you at the stake. JUST SAY YOU WANT A LARGE COFFEE, PEOPLE. Because if we let the coffee people get away with this, they're not going to stop, and some day, just to get a lousy cup of coffee, you'll hear yourself saying, ''I'll have a Mega Grandissimaximo Giganto de Humongo-Rama-Lama-Ding-Dong decaf.'' And then you will ask for the key to the AquaSwooshie. And when THAT happens, people, the terrorists will have won.
More from Dave Barry available at www.davebarry.com.
25.10.04
Also: an email in a newsletter I get regularly. It's from a Canadian woman:
Subject: Make your vote count
As a non-American - but a North American (yes, Canadian), I cannot
tell you how many people I have had political discussions with in the
previous four weeks about the American election - and how we all figure
that we should be allowed to vote in this election. This decision can
and will affect my life, just as much as it will affect the citizens
of the USA. Making an informed decision and voting is a precious
commodity that many do not understand the value.
Um, lady... if you want to vote in the American election so badly, MOVE TO AMERICA. Otherwise, butt out. It's our president, so it's our "informed decision". If you were somehow to obtain voting rights in the USA, then I'd have to demand some for Canada, which I have to admit I could probably care less about. Not that I don't care about your government; it's just that I don't demand to participate it, nor should I, seeing as I'm not Canadian. Tell me, exactly how do you "all figure" that you should be able to vote in our election?
*Sigh* Canadians.
As I write this, I'm sitting at a computer that has somebody's old boarding pass for an Air Canada flight from Seattle to Vancouver lying on the desk next to it. They print in 3 different languages: English, French, and German. How tolerant of them! Probably more so than us...
Subject: Make your vote count
As a non-American - but a North American (yes, Canadian), I cannot
tell you how many people I have had political discussions with in the
previous four weeks about the American election - and how we all figure
that we should be allowed to vote in this election. This decision can
and will affect my life, just as much as it will affect the citizens
of the USA. Making an informed decision and voting is a precious
commodity that many do not understand the value.
Um, lady... if you want to vote in the American election so badly, MOVE TO AMERICA. Otherwise, butt out. It's our president, so it's our "informed decision". If you were somehow to obtain voting rights in the USA, then I'd have to demand some for Canada, which I have to admit I could probably care less about. Not that I don't care about your government; it's just that I don't demand to participate it, nor should I, seeing as I'm not Canadian. Tell me, exactly how do you "all figure" that you should be able to vote in our election?
*Sigh* Canadians.
As I write this, I'm sitting at a computer that has somebody's old boarding pass for an Air Canada flight from Seattle to Vancouver lying on the desk next to it. They print in 3 different languages: English, French, and German. How tolerant of them! Probably more so than us...
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