Tuesday, March 02, 2004
Bangarang!!!
I am not a morning person. I am not the kind of person to jump out of bed and greet the day with a happy "Rabbits rabbits!!". I am definitely not the kind of person to go exercising first thing in the morning, which brings me to mallwalkers. For whatever reason, likely due to an embolysm in the brain which I will touch on later, mallwakers feel the need to run around a mall at some ungodly hour, like 7 AM. I can barely figure out the technology driving the modern shoelace at that hour, let alone exercise! Now since I don't have to associate with these surely crazy folk, I pay them no mind in the same vein I dismiss Pay-phone Change Receptacle Emptiers. They exist, but I've never seen one. Walking to work today though, I passed a group of extra-excitied mallwalkers on my way to the bus. I was extra-tired this morning (which will be relevant in just a tic) so I almost did a double-take when I heard one of the walkers say that she "doesn't usually drink coffee, and just walks by the Second Cup because the smell is enough to wake [her] up."
Insert sound of my neck wrenching and me going "Say what now?!?"
It was at this point that I decided I never want to be like this, and I'm glad I'm not as of now. I need my coffee. Specifically, I need it at work or school. Weekend? I'm caffeine-free, thanks! Vacation? I'm high on life this fine morning. But on a given work day, or one where I need to do a lab or attend lectures, I need that hit. I needs it baaaaad. Well, to be accurate, I don't need it, like I need to breathe, but I want it quite urgently. Otherwise I can count on, to an near-certainty, my falling asleep in my chair. My brain just doesn't stay functioning until about 9 AM or so. After that, I can usually do okay, barring having to do incredibly boring tasks, that is. As such, I choose to drink my coffee in the morning without fail, and I usually average about 2 to 2 1/2 cups per day. I usually also have a couple of cups of tea, but I don't count that since it only has a pitiful 35 mg of caffeine per serving/cup. (Coffee has about 100-130 depending on bean and preparation, Bawls about 80, and Coke/Pepsi/Cola about 40-45.) Today, however, I changed my routine.
For the past 2 months or so, I have prepared my coffee with my little Melitta funnel and have made a mugful with my happy steel U of A mug that I love so much. This morning, however, I made a thermos (little MEC bullet thermos) and took it to work. The only thing that changed was that I started drinking my coffee at work instead of on the bus there. I had about the same amount (Steel Mug of Joy has about 1 1/2 cup capacity) and about the same strength. I managed to stay far more alert today than normal, and I'm not sure why. I'm going to repeat the experiment tomorrow to see if what I was doing at work had anything to do with it, and if not, I think I'm going to continue this new method.
Poe
Not the author/depressed crazy guy, the singer! I got her album Haunted about 8 months ago, and it surprised me pleasantly. It's a really decent disc with a lot of different sounds on it. The fact that she wrote mainly about her relationship with her now-dead father is cool, but she also put sound bytes of him talking about things in the album. They don't do anything to detract from the music, and the fact that there's this personal level to everything only makes things better (just like saying that an artist/band is Canadian should make a good artist/band better, not compensate for their suckiness, like people always seem to want to do). Anyways, highlight tracks are Amazed, Haunted and Hey Pretty. As usual, if you want a copy, feel free to ask. Thumbs up.
Another decent album I found is the Best Heavy Metal Album in the World. Seriously, that's the title. It's basically a compilation of some of the better 70s and 80s style heavy metal. Now I don't consider this to be particularily "heavy" music per se, but they're all definitely representative of a particular breed of white-trash decadence prevalent before I was born and before I was 7. Everyone from Black Sabbath (Paranoid, War Pigs), Judas Priest (Breaking the Law), Iron Maiden (Number of the Beast, Run to the Hills), Queensryche (Eyes of a Stranger) to Alice Cooper (School's Out) are here, and they're ready to rock! Fun music that makes you want to grow a mullet. Thumbs up.
Also, while I seem to do a lot of "thumbs up" review bits, I will keep in mind that if something sucks, I will let you know. Like Creed, or Theory of a Deadman, or basically the lousy alternative rock that seems to dominate the airwaves in general nowadays. All that blows. Thumbs down.
Borng
It is so a word. Also, you're going to die. Likely from the same minds that think you have mind-control devices in your molars, this site claims you have toxin cells lining your mouth. Also, this one doesn't make a lick of sense in the grammar ballpark. "THE GREATEST,MEDICAL COVER-UP VITAL MEDICAL DATA, OBLITERATE BILLION'S FAIL, TO RECEIVE DATA,???" Your guess is as good as mine.
Oh my Jeebus, does this movie look cool. Think David Fincher's direction, with the art direction of a Brazil and Akira hybrid, and a hefty dose of anime inspiration (it's actually the follow-up to an anime). I don't care in the slightest if it's the worst movie since Plan 9, I have to see it. If only for the army of automatons. Think of the robots!
Talk about stupid. I know I've done a few things that my parents might not approve of, but never would I ever in a million years dream of burning the house down to cover it up. Those must have been the most hardcore parties ever in existence if the only way to repair the damage was to just utterly destroy it to the ground. Needless to say, the parents have disowned the kid. Good for them.
Some people think the Bible is the absolute truth. I can't argue with that, since one can't really argue faith, but nevertheless, there's some really strange stuff in there. I speak of course, of the Book of Revelations, and this is best shown with Apocamon. All the more reason why Terry Gilliam would probably be best suited to making a film about Revelations, if ever there was one made. ¶ 7:21 p.m.
I am not a morning person. I am not the kind of person to jump out of bed and greet the day with a happy "Rabbits rabbits!!". I am definitely not the kind of person to go exercising first thing in the morning, which brings me to mallwalkers. For whatever reason, likely due to an embolysm in the brain which I will touch on later, mallwakers feel the need to run around a mall at some ungodly hour, like 7 AM. I can barely figure out the technology driving the modern shoelace at that hour, let alone exercise! Now since I don't have to associate with these surely crazy folk, I pay them no mind in the same vein I dismiss Pay-phone Change Receptacle Emptiers. They exist, but I've never seen one. Walking to work today though, I passed a group of extra-excitied mallwalkers on my way to the bus. I was extra-tired this morning (which will be relevant in just a tic) so I almost did a double-take when I heard one of the walkers say that she "doesn't usually drink coffee, and just walks by the Second Cup because the smell is enough to wake [her] up."
Insert sound of my neck wrenching and me going "Say what now?!?"
It was at this point that I decided I never want to be like this, and I'm glad I'm not as of now. I need my coffee. Specifically, I need it at work or school. Weekend? I'm caffeine-free, thanks! Vacation? I'm high on life this fine morning. But on a given work day, or one where I need to do a lab or attend lectures, I need that hit. I needs it baaaaad. Well, to be accurate, I don't need it, like I need to breathe, but I want it quite urgently. Otherwise I can count on, to an near-certainty, my falling asleep in my chair. My brain just doesn't stay functioning until about 9 AM or so. After that, I can usually do okay, barring having to do incredibly boring tasks, that is. As such, I choose to drink my coffee in the morning without fail, and I usually average about 2 to 2 1/2 cups per day. I usually also have a couple of cups of tea, but I don't count that since it only has a pitiful 35 mg of caffeine per serving/cup. (Coffee has about 100-130 depending on bean and preparation, Bawls about 80, and Coke/Pepsi/Cola about 40-45.) Today, however, I changed my routine.
For the past 2 months or so, I have prepared my coffee with my little Melitta funnel and have made a mugful with my happy steel U of A mug that I love so much. This morning, however, I made a thermos (little MEC bullet thermos) and took it to work. The only thing that changed was that I started drinking my coffee at work instead of on the bus there. I had about the same amount (Steel Mug of Joy has about 1 1/2 cup capacity) and about the same strength. I managed to stay far more alert today than normal, and I'm not sure why. I'm going to repeat the experiment tomorrow to see if what I was doing at work had anything to do with it, and if not, I think I'm going to continue this new method.
Poe
Not the author/depressed crazy guy, the singer! I got her album Haunted about 8 months ago, and it surprised me pleasantly. It's a really decent disc with a lot of different sounds on it. The fact that she wrote mainly about her relationship with her now-dead father is cool, but she also put sound bytes of him talking about things in the album. They don't do anything to detract from the music, and the fact that there's this personal level to everything only makes things better (just like saying that an artist/band is Canadian should make a good artist/band better, not compensate for their suckiness, like people always seem to want to do). Anyways, highlight tracks are Amazed, Haunted and Hey Pretty. As usual, if you want a copy, feel free to ask. Thumbs up.
Another decent album I found is the Best Heavy Metal Album in the World. Seriously, that's the title. It's basically a compilation of some of the better 70s and 80s style heavy metal. Now I don't consider this to be particularily "heavy" music per se, but they're all definitely representative of a particular breed of white-trash decadence prevalent before I was born and before I was 7. Everyone from Black Sabbath (Paranoid, War Pigs), Judas Priest (Breaking the Law), Iron Maiden (Number of the Beast, Run to the Hills), Queensryche (Eyes of a Stranger) to Alice Cooper (School's Out) are here, and they're ready to rock! Fun music that makes you want to grow a mullet. Thumbs up.
Also, while I seem to do a lot of "thumbs up" review bits, I will keep in mind that if something sucks, I will let you know. Like Creed, or Theory of a Deadman, or basically the lousy alternative rock that seems to dominate the airwaves in general nowadays. All that blows. Thumbs down.
Borng
It is so a word. Also, you're going to die. Likely from the same minds that think you have mind-control devices in your molars, this site claims you have toxin cells lining your mouth. Also, this one doesn't make a lick of sense in the grammar ballpark. "THE GREATEST,MEDICAL COVER-UP VITAL MEDICAL DATA, OBLITERATE BILLION'S FAIL, TO RECEIVE DATA,???" Your guess is as good as mine.
Oh my Jeebus, does this movie look cool. Think David Fincher's direction, with the art direction of a Brazil and Akira hybrid, and a hefty dose of anime inspiration (it's actually the follow-up to an anime). I don't care in the slightest if it's the worst movie since Plan 9, I have to see it. If only for the army of automatons. Think of the robots!
Talk about stupid. I know I've done a few things that my parents might not approve of, but never would I ever in a million years dream of burning the house down to cover it up. Those must have been the most hardcore parties ever in existence if the only way to repair the damage was to just utterly destroy it to the ground. Needless to say, the parents have disowned the kid. Good for them.
Some people think the Bible is the absolute truth. I can't argue with that, since one can't really argue faith, but nevertheless, there's some really strange stuff in there. I speak of course, of the Book of Revelations, and this is best shown with Apocamon. All the more reason why Terry Gilliam would probably be best suited to making a film about Revelations, if ever there was one made. ¶ 7:21 p.m.
