So, it turns out that graduate school is not conducive to blogging.
It’s not because grad school life is busy (though it sometimes is) or because writing for class leaves me less than eager to write anything else during my down time (though it sometimes does). It’s because, since I started school full-time, I no longer seem to have anything interesting to share with y’all. I’ve lost track of current events, music, and the more interesting corners of the interwebs as I’ve baked my brain into an academic jelly that, much like the meat-filled Jell-O casserole below, is filled with all sorts of weird crap that I suspect we’d all rather not talk about too much.
If sadness were a food.
Don’t get me wrong. I love school. I just haven’t quite figured out how to do it full-time while maintaining the fun, non-school things that make me feel like a relatively functional member of the greater universe. But I will! In the meantime, please accept my horrible picture of a 1960s meat and gelatin casserole as a conciliatory offering.
(Photo courtesy of Lileks.com’s “The Institute of Regrettable Cheer,” which is quite possibly my favorite site on THE ENTIRE INTERNET. If you’ve never wasted full mornings or afternoons perusing its pages of epically bad American kitsch, consider this tip Conciliatory Offer #2.)
The Matrix v. Brazil!
The Wrath of Khan v. The Thing!
Akira v. Moon!
It’s the March Madness we’ve all been dreaming about … Vote early and often. (Via Patty O’Toole)
"I miss videogames."
As of yesterday at 4:33pm, I am officially done with my first semester of my PhD program. My reactions to the semester:
- Holy crap, that was a lot of work.
- Holy crap, my professors are smart.
- Holy crap, I get a whole month off now.
Celebration consisted of mole-drenched enchiladas and several episodes of Parks and Recreation. Then Ty put on some fantasy movie from the early ’80s called either Ragewar or The Dungeonmaster in which some dude with a computerized wristband and a foam suit of armor had to complete 7 feats devised by the evil wizard Mestema (aka: Bull from Night Court) in order to save his really annoying girlfriend from an undisclosed but implicitly horrible fate.
I made it all the way to feat 5 before I fell asleep. Which is sort of a feat in itself, am I right?
Via CreepyGirl, one of my favorite blip.fm DJs, here’s all of There Will Be Blood’s melodramatic glory rolled up into a 60 second video game clip.
Please excuse me while I have a back-to-school nerdgasm.
Domo loves you. Because you're tasty.
Watching over me at the workplace.