Remember...

I was appointed from eternity, from the beginning, before the world began.
Proverbs 8:23

Thursday, April 15, 2010

You’re the Reason Our Kids Are So Ugly...

I have to write an ethnography for my "Qualitative Research Methods" class. The subject that I have chosen to study is the "Star Trek Fan Culture" - people who are known to most as 'Trekkies'. I also hope to be able to gather information from William Shatner, Leonard Nimoy, Wil Wheaton, Zachary Quinto and Simon Pegg. Including them, of course, hinges on whether or not they are willing to "play along". I am fully prepared to beg for their involvement if necessary. My professor is terribly jealous of the possible involvement of Misters Shatner and Nimoy thus making my hope of their involvement all the more potent.

I have a feeling that this project will be of the up most interest to many. Why? Because there is not a person who walks this earth who is not intrigued by 'Trekkies'. They are, I feel, misconstrued as people who have no life or are purely dorks, nerds and losers in the same way that LARPers are. It's not fair. It's not right.
Anyhow, tomorrow I have to create my set of questions for the project. Actually two sets, one for the actors and one for the fans, again, assuming the actors are willing to participate.

**UPDATE** I eventually changed the topic to "Vampire Fan Culture: Who Has the Biggest Fangs?".


Anyhow, only:
191 days until my Birthday,
224 days until Thanksgiving and
254 days until Christmas.

Crash and burn...(please!)

Holy moley!
I just found the world's ugliest shoes ever. Do yo want to see 'em? Okay, but I'm warning you...they'll burn your eyes!



See, I told you so.

These hideous excuses for designer footwear are made by Louis Vuitton and can be yours for only $1,390. I'm sorry, but who would dare to buy those things? They look like sandals only a very masculine woman would wear (you know which ones I'm talking about) with a golf tees attached. Ugh! What could those possibly be worn with anyway? I literally cannot think of anything. What's with the ginormous tassel attacked to the back? It doesn't even match! The pinks don't even match! Who ever designed this should be fired. Who ever APPROVED the design should be fired!
Can you imagine anyone actually wearing these? I most certainly cannot. Not ever. Not anywhere, not on anyone.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

You're Pretty When I'm Drunk...

I've been watching Eddie Izzard specials on Netflix and just about rolled on the floor each time. I don't think my room mate has ever seen a man in women's clothes before as every time she walked behind me the look on her face in the reflection on my computer was priceless.

Here is some Eddie:



And yes, the man is wearing a disastrous Chinese influenced tunic/dress.

Just:
193 days until my birthday,
226 days until Thanksgiving and
256 days until Christmas.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

I've Got a Lovely Bunch of Coconuts....

Today has been relatively calm, except for the fact that I left my keys in my room. It's alright though as the front desk keeps a spare and I was able to get back in.

Yesterday my favorite professor told me that Stephen F Austin State University's rival school Sam Houston State University just opened a body farm and she's trying to get me a trip to see it! For those of you who don't know, a body farm is a place where scientists study the process of human decomposition.



The visit to the "farm" should be interesting. I understand that I will probably become queasy the first time I'm there but if I want to work for the FBI, it's something I will have to get used. to

Anyhow, I think I need to get a new cover for my phone because I've almost relentlessly dropped it and now it's practically falling apart. It's a shame, I love it. It's a zebra print, but easy to replace.

Just:
198 days until my Birthday,
231 days until Thanksgiving and
261 days until until Christmas.

Smooth...



This, is why I love animals.