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Interests: Physics, chess, bad jokes, video games, sleep, swing dancing
Expertise: I've been told that "being Jim" is an expertise on it's own. Not sure of the validility of that.
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Member Since: 5/8/2005

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Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Finals

Ah, it is that time of year again where procrastination takes a front seat to studying hard for finals!


Friday, July 31, 2009

A small part of why I don't drink

Ah, the topic of many a closet discussion, so I’m told. Jim’s such a funny guy; it’d be great to see him drunk. What? He doesn’t drink? WTF! Number one party school his whole life, and doesn’t drink? Get outta town, I’ll be he’s a blast when he’s blitzed.

You don’t drink? Well, really dude, that’s impressive. I wish I could do that. I think it’s a great thing you have going. [a few shots later] You SUUUUURE you don’t want anything? You’re sure? OK, but iff you change your mind, I’m gunna leave this riiiiight here, and you can have it whenever.

Thanks, but no thanks.

Maybe I’ve been ‘brainwashed’ by the ‘man’ into thinking alcohol is a complete evil? No, it has its positives. Studies show that a glass of red wine every so often improves longevity of life.  Alcohol is good for disinfecting wounds and sensitive medical equipment in a pinch, not to mention the numerous functions of the OH on its own in a molecule.

Aside from the foul smell, and what obviously must be a poor taste in most cases, alcoholic beverages hold no attraction for me as a drink. And here is where the problem is: alcoholic drinks are not really considered drinks these days. Sure, that’s what they’re called, but when was the last time someone kept talking about the great time they had last night drinking Pepsi? Or how much trouble they got in last week after downing some apple juice? Mountain Dew comes close, but only because it does similar things as alcohol- makes you pea and talk a lot.

For one thing, it just doesn’t seem like something I’d be interested in. watching the faces of many people squinch up after taking a swig of something, or the obligatory ‘uhhh’ after having wine, it is not appealing to me. If you’re in a restaurant and see a patron make that face eating a burger, would you order the burger? Most likely not. They just don’t taste good.

The ones that would taste good, however, come at an exuberant price. Ah, a fine wine? 20 bucks for very little of the low shelf stock. Shots? 5 bucks a pop at certain bars. But wait, is this… 25 cent pitcher night?! Why, that IS a bargain… except for the things you don’t want in that pitcher that are [yes, some bartenders DO put things in the drinks. Yes, I have seen the effects of such happenings. No, they are not pretty.] In general, to go out and get buzzed is most likely gunna cost you around 15 dollars a night… if you’re lucky. Not being a person of monetary wealth, I’ll pass on this ‘indulgence’.

 

Alcoholic drinks are now considered to be a social tool. ‘Liquid courage’. Loosens you up, allows you to be more social. Talk to people of the opposite sex [think the guy off of Big Bang Theory show]. If everyone is loose, they all have a good time. Birthdays are times for a bar crawl, and attempt to get as drunk as possible for as long as you can, or have friends over and get smashed at a house party. End of the week? Cool off with a cold one. Big game? Stock up and go to town with your friends on some Natty Lite. Don’t have friends at the college yet? Announce you’re holding a beer pong tournament, you’ll have people over in no time. Try to have a spontaneous Sprite pong game, and you are SOL.

And that is just fine. By all means, if you are into that, cool. Go for it. But I have a different perspective on it.

If you say the words “it’s not a party without booze”, why do you need the booze to party? Are you that concerned about anxiety at a shindig with your friends, that you need some ‘liquid courage’ to get by? I’ve been to ‘parties’ where the only point of the party was to drink…this is in no way a revelation to anyone. But why? Rather than hanging out with friends, people end up talking about A) how drunk they are or B) how drunk they’re going o get. Maybe this is entertaining to some people. Drinking games help, apparently, but then I watch people twitch as they gargle down what they have of their tastefully painful concoctions, and think otherwise.

Then comes my favorite time of all: dealing with the drunks. There are several types, and over the years I’ve met all of them. The giggly drunk, the horny drunk, the angry, sad, paranoid, talkative, LOUD, quiet, stupid, incoherent, ‘stunt man’, I’m OK really!,  throw up, what’s your name?, I need help, relaxed, sleepy, dopey, sneezey, bashful, grumpy, happy …. You name it.

While it is amusing to watch people make fools of themselves, I feel as though a bit of it is lost when it’s just stupid. The Jackass show, while stupid humor, is intentionally stupid. Stupefied people are in a sad way humorous, which at the time I laugh, but feel sorry for them. Maybe I don’t have the right sense of humor. I don’t find it as funny when I trip and almost gash my head open sober, but it’s funny if it happens after I’ve had a few? Doesn’t add up to me.

And I don’t just say things about people that are hammered. Buzzed persons can be just as bad, if not worse.  Maybe that’s when people’s ‘true emotions’ come out, but I’ve not had too many good situations with buzzed people either. Do things always get to a bad point? No. Is everyone usually ok? Yes.  Would I want to get buzzed? No.

The way I see it, you only have control of one thing: your mind. That’s it. Everything else can be bought or sold, manipulated, cut off, taken away. You can be forced into doing something you absolutely hate, but you still have your thoughts.

To me, willingly giving away control of the only thing you have any real control over does not seem like a good idea.  It’s the thing that makes us truly human.  It is the absolute last thing I would ever want to give up. Sure, mildly ‘buzzed’ persons are perfectly fine, but small things change, very subtle; adjectives, phrasing, ideals. They don’t realize it a lot, but go to a party sometime and watch how the events unfold.

And perhaps that is what bothers me, is that people change, ever so slightly. It can be very subtle, change of adjectives, being more reserved or a little more forward.  But why? Is feeling buzzed allowing you to change the way you perceive the world because you don’t like feeling the way you normally would? Why is it not possible to reach that state without drinking? I’m perfectly happy the way I see the world as it is, and don’t feel the need to ‘loosen up’ any more than I already am.

I have been lied to, told off, made fun of, and been a general target by many close friends when they’re buzzed. Things that are downright cruel have been done. I’ve been forgotten, left behind, exiled, and considered an enemy by some. Would they do this sober? Generally not.

What I will not stand for, without any remorse, is when a person does something stupid and says “it wasn’t me, I was drunk”. That is not an excuse. If a person knowingly gives up the control of their thoughts, then they take upon themselves whatever trouble they cause to themselves. It is no different to me if a person does something stupid when they are sober. Is it more understandable? Yes. Does it make a difference? Absolutely not. That is one of the few things I refuse to budge on. Being drunk is never an excuse. Period.

Oh, by the way, underage drinking is illegal. Not a big fan of breaking the law.

Now, that does open a can of words for drunk persons being manipulated, which I will not go into. Whole ‘nother rant for that.

I know this whole thing appears to be me bashing on persons that drink. As I’ve said, to me it’s similar to not liking mayonnaise. It’s just a thing of preference. I will not hold it against you if you enjoy a pint and having a drinking party with friends. I’m not trying to change anyone’s mind; by college age, you’ve already decided what sort of stuff you will and will not do. I’ll be more than happy to come and hang out. Just understand my rationale for it, and try to recall that when I’ve told you ‘no thanks’ for the twentieth time.

 

As the title implies, this is only a small part. there are numerous other reasons, but i won't go into them now. tis a bit late.

two guys walk into a bar. the third one ducks.


Friday, July 17, 2009

Currently
Me Talk Pretty One Day
By David Sedaris
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hurry up and weight

I realize that it's been a hair longer than I anticipated since my last go at this. I, like many others, got draw in by the featured blogs and could not for the life of me remember what it was I was going to jabber aboot. But alas, earwax.

The past several weeks have been kinda dull or downer. Seeing as how I work on the computer for most of the stuf I do, and I don't share an office with 20 other people, I get a lot of time to myself. A double edged sword of sorts, because I do get a lot done, but I never get to see anyone. The only outside contact I've had during the week from people not my family has come from the few people stopping through the room to check thier email on thier way to class. I go home, watch TV with the family, fiddle around on FB for chess and other random things, play some vids. No outside contact in the live human form save for 2 events.

Over the July 4th weekend, I finally got to see Leah for a few days. It was a lot of fun, went and saw fireworks, movie at carmike's [thanks Dave], and just got to chill out. Didn't get as much alone time with her as I would like, because of the other people around [ironic, huh?], but I was happy to just be with her for a while. Of course, I felt very akward on Friday, when there was a birthday party for brandon. It was a drinking party, which I'm not a big fan of and felt very out of place [an entirely separate blog can be made about my opinions on THAT topic lol]

Not too long ago, there was a GHA reunion up at Bethany college. It was great to see the folks that I did, even if most of them were from WVU and I see them occasionally anyway. You could look in the eyes of the kids that were there for the camp, and tell they were having the time of thier lives. Le sigh.

And so it is back to fighting deadlines and silly computers that like to take several hours to run through something. Even now, typing this up, I'm in a state of hurry up and wait. Get the equation in fast so that it can run, so I can get another one in before bedtime so that can run all night.

I've been doing better with my health. Sadly, at some point last year, my metabolism compltely stopped. It just decided to up and quit. I realized that when I ballooned to about 260. It's funny, for the longest time I wondered how people could get to 'that point' without realizing it. Now I know. At any rate, while the comp is running i excercize a bit. Don't really like going to the rec center for some reason, feel a little uncomforatble. So, I converted the undergrad physics lounge into my gym. lifting chairs, text books [you put 15 of those in a bx and try to lift it. They are HEAVY!], just walking around in circles. It's helped a lot. been watching what I eat a lot, drinking a LOT of water. the whole holistic approach. Just wish there was some cardio I could do where i didn't have an asthma attack. Maybe I can go back to swing dancing soon. Down to about 225 now, still a weighs to go [couldn't help the pun], but I'll get there eventually.

why does a chicken coup have two doors? if it had four, it'd be a chicken Sedan.

 

 


Friday, June 12, 2009

who woulda thunk

So, a few weeks ago i started playing my old video games. all of them. even the ones i knew sucked horribly, or had a super sketchy life counting system [I'm looking at you, Jedi Power Battles]. The fun part wasn't just playing the games, it was also remembering playing them with friends, or somehow they connected to something else that brought back a ton of memories.

I went through Legend of Legaia entirely. It was awesome, regardless if i could count the polygons on the screen. just watching the old characters give it to the Seru and other henchmen was classic fun. I could even remember what the moves looked like before they happened! greatness. I remember playing that game with my older sis [she'd put the moves in and moved, i was the brains and figured out the best combo linkers and enemy weaknesses]. I remember trying to tell dave how creepy the final boss fight with You Know Who was. rediculous! or being stuck at a certain spot for weeks on end because there wasn't a way to backtrack to level up [darn you evil dopplegangers of the heros! koru was the bane of my existence. srsly.]

I played SW Demolition. It seems so easy now, after having years of experience and all, but i remember struggling really hard against the AI to make it through a tourney without dying. I even gave myself huge handicaps [no speical weapons or items] and still came out OK. Course, this was around the time I was in middleschool, with all the fun of Mr. Neal weilding his stick [that's what she said], and getting drafted to the honors program right when the old honors teacher left, and the group got a new one.

Beat the snot out of people with Shinobi. gawrsh i forgot how hard that game was! you had to be flawless to beat the boss, not to mention persistent! even played Crash Bandicoot, with his TNT and NITRO box madness. My Final Fantasy 8 disks were all scratched up, so i ordered a new one. Guess what? playing through again you catch so many more little things, little hints as to what to be prepared for. Totally worth the rebuy. I can remember talking to friends about who was best to have in the party, strengths and weaknesses, strategy. Nerdy? Absolutely. Did it matter? nope. But, in a way, it did, because it helps me remeber things about the people from the good 'ol days.

knocking down SW BattleFront helped remind me of crazy nights staying up playing FPS, sniping from across the map and being as merciless to the AI as possible. I'm still trying to find my copy of Virtua Fighter 4, which many hours were wasted away eating brownies and trying to get the bald monk to stop 'fwa, soo, hiya!'-ing every 2 seconds to get a good throw in.

who woulda thunk that going through such old games [legaia is 10 years old!] would be so fun, or amazing. They say there's replay value in games, but i think they mean in the immediate future. somtime, dust off the old ones and throw 'em in. you'll be suprised as to how much the memory responds to something so simple.


Sunday, June 07, 2009

Currently
Secret of Life
By Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain
Miss-Dy-Na-Mi-Tee
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Forgot

Ya ever get ready to really say something important? and just completely forget? That's kinda what happened just now. No clue as to what it was I was gunna talk about. I can remember Pi out to about 100 digits, all kinds of wierd physics facts, bad jokes, or lines from movies. But for the life of me, I cannot remember what I was planning on typing about just now.

yeesh.



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