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What I Did On My Tumblr Vacation

I read Tumblr.

No just kidding. I read Reddit.

Kind of kidding. I finished my sophomore year in style (three A+ grades that don’t mean anything, yay grading system), I went back home, I went to North Carolina, I went back home again, I started my part-time job-esque ordeal, I started my summer class, and now I am back here doing this. 

I will now continue to tell you bad jokes and things about my life that you needn’t know. 

5/29: Radiohead

Whoa! I saw Radiohead on Tuesday night in Mansfield. Getting to the concert was a chore and a half, and my feet were sore by the time we got there. But the show was more than worth it. We were on the lawn, pretty far away from the stage, but I could make out the outlines of the band members, and there were some screens also. 

I had looked at the setlist of the other shows on the tour beforehand, so I thought I knew what to expect, at least for the first few songs. Much to my surprise, “Airbag” was #3 on the set. There was only one more “OK Computer” song after that, but it was still exciting.

Favorite parts:

• Between songs, Thom Yorke talked about the Russian elections and Putin’s reelection regardless of how the votes stack up.  He segued this monologue into the next song by saying “Putin is going to be suffering from some Myxomatosis,” which makes no sense but it’s Thom Yorke so okay. 
• The first song of the second encore, “Give Up the Ghost.” It was acoustic and quieter and absolutely incredibly awesome.
• The last song of the first encore, which started with a bit from “After the Gold Rush.” 
• The guy in front of us looked to be in his early-30s and was hanging out with girls who looked to be in their teens. We hypothesized that he was either a very irresponsible father or a creepy dude or a cult leader. He rolled a joint with the girls.

Great way to start my summer concert-going agenda. 

You Guys

Mitt Romney didn’t misspell “America.” He’s trying to prove how broken the country is, and how many problems it has. Once he’s elected he’ll change all of his campaign material back to the correct spelling to prove that he’s truly turning the country in the right direction. It’s a metaphor, dummies.

No just kidding he’s a dope. 

Hiatus

I’m gonna take a break from this blog. I’ve been consistently posting almost every day (except recently) for the last 16 months or so. It’s exhausting, in the internet sense of the word, and so it wasn’t very good anymore. It’ll be better when I come back hopefully.

Not dead, just resting. If you want to talk to me just pop a question in the inbox. 

This is a shameless plug for my housing co-op to win some money. Vote for us we’re super cool I promise even if some of us can’t spell and think we are a soccer league. 

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TA

There’s a decent chance that I’ll be a TA for a class next semester. So naturally I’m already taking this way too seriously and I need your collective help. I have three options: I could go for the sexy, disheveled hair look (possibly some fake glasses to add appeal), the rugged Indiana Jones look (with a hat, duh), or the Bill Nye bowtie look. 

So, which should I rock for the three weekly office hours that nobody will ever come to? 

"Guns don’t kill people. People kill people."

Yeah, totally! Remember the stories of the little boys who were playing in their parents’ closet, found their dad’s gun, and one of them shot the other? If only that little toddler wasn’t so malicious and evil, everything would have been okay. It’s totally not the gun’s fault though. 

This has overtaken “shoot for the moon, even if you miss you’ll land among the stars” as my least favorite saying ever. 

Blackout

North Campus lost internet connection all of yesterday. While it was annoying at first because I was going to write a paper that included GoogleMaps stuff, it turned out to be a blessing. Without the distraction of the internet, I managed to catch up on all of the movies and TV shows that I downloaded over the summer.

No just kidding, mom and dad, I read like 300 pages, I swear.

Old Man

I remember when I was a kid, just getting into baseball, how I would admire all of the big and tough players. These guys were grown men, huge men, playing my favorite game. How cool it would to be them one day.

Today, Bryce Harper was called up to the major leagues. He was born 3 months after me. The first MLB player to be younger than me. A new leaf has turned, and now I can be a grouchy old man when watching baseball.

“Kids these days,” I’ll say when Harper strikes out looking in a key situation. “Don’t know how to play ball like we used to.” 

Now You Know

Up until now I didn’t really think that the most embarrassing thing about me was that, during every exam I take, I sing “It’s Gonna Be Me” by N’Sync in my head. But then I just wrote it down and realized that yes, it’s probably the most embarrassing thing.

I’m over it.