11.24.2008

no child left behind ftl

I finally just got caught up a bit with my web comics, and stumbled upon the linked forum post by the writer of Least I Could Do and Looking For Group, Ryan Sohmer. Here is my posted reply:

You really want to know what kids are learning in DC and Baltimore schools? I live in Maryland and go to a Baltimore college. I've seen it. It's absolutely heinous. I volunteered to tutor high school kids from Baltimore City schools last year and most of them couldn't do basic math. Now when I say 'basic' I mean basic. They were completely reliant on calculators. Most couldn't even add two single digit numbers together, let alone divide anything. No one ever taught them long division. Yet, these kids were getting A's in their classes. Additionally, the English program allows them to write papers with slang and racial slurs. And trying to teach them anything is like beating your head against a brick wall. wallbash.gif I can only wonder how the teachers feel about all this. They are probably just as frustrated with them. That or they too can only do math with a calculator and don't know how to use proper grammar.

GAH!!! So ridiculous!

Well, you wanted to know, and there you have it.


~ Datapike

11.12.2008

the wonderful world of web

So I had to write a paper last night. An easy task for it was a mere page, though single spaced. Well I get back from class at a little before 10 and I didn't sleep until 130. What in the world, you may ask, could I have been doing to take 3 hours to write a paper? Well to sum it up, the interwebs.
It is a very distracting and fickle thing, you see. I stumble onto it for a minute to check the usual things, email, bank, school, etc., and then end up surfing away on an seemingly unending ocean of information. The interwebs were answering my every whim, but what it didn't do was write my paper for me. Granted, a bit of me was putting off the paper because of the sole fact that it was about rape. Not exactly the most cheerful subject, I know. But also, the ADD part of my brain decided to go a little bit insane last night. I was going to complete my storyboard for one of my animation classes too, but well, suffice it to say, that didn't happen.
On a lighter note, my 3D animation class went fairly well today. He actually showed us how to do a bit more in Maya and it was indeed helpful. Yay for NURBS.
Also, I'm supposedly having an interview today in about 30 minutes but I have yet to receive confirmation that such meeting is actually taking place today. I suppose I'll go up there regardless and see if there is anyone to talk to. Bah. Oh well. If it results in a second job then whoo-hoo! I just hope it doesn't kill me.

11.10.2008

catchup

I know I haven't posted in a long time, but I've been busy as hell. I found a job at the end of July in an electrical company doing desk work. It's been pretty good, but the fact that I'm now back at college, I'm not working full-time and therefore not getting enough money. Causally, since I'm doing 19 credits and working 20ish hours a week.... I'm not sleeping much. Ironically enough, we are now talking about sleep disorders in my Psych class. So frickin tired. Hungry too.

So Jared and I are starting on a diet, but I don't know how it's going to go. A big problem is that I don't have time to make salads and such, nor any kind of food that isn't room temperature, but also that I can't afford to buy healthyish food while at the Commons. I hope he does better than he was, because I know how much he really wants to get in shape. I think it's great, but I know it's gonna be a long road.

Well, class is out. Hopefully I'll be posting more often from now on.

5.21.2008

shopping cart the homicidal maniac

I was leaving the arena after working on today's comic books and it was raining lightly. By the time I got to my car, the wind was pushing me back and pelting me in the face with rain. But once I got into the car the windshield suddenly filled with water as the rain turned into buckets pouring down from the sky. I saw a single shopping cart rolling slowly across the parking lot, pushed by the wind and rain, and just started laughing my ass off. Then three more followed its lead and I decided it was no longer safe to have my car sit in that lot. It was a tad ridiculous really. Maybe they just wanted out of their metal corral so they could roll wild and free. Silly little things.

5.15.2008

vestigial makes the world go round

vestigial limbs:
Beware the whale walkers!
These large creatures seem docile and harmless during the day, but by night they creep onto dry land and abduct people and creatures to take them to their watery grave from which they shall never return. How can they do this you ask? Well they have vestigial legs left over from when they once walked on land all the time. With these, in conjunction with their fins, they move themselves across the earth and drag their unsuspecting prey off to the depths of the sea. So don't go out at night if you live near a seacoast, because you never know when the whale walkers will get you.
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vestigial sex:
Diego Rivera's sexual endeavors were also vestigial and meaningless. He was a player of his time, very incompetent but not impotent, blindingly clearly not even, because he had sex with many people with reckless abandon. But he did have a tendency to think he was slightly omnipotent and that his paintings were better than many others and regardless of the fact that his stuff looked nothing like it, he insisted his work was rooted in Mayan and Aztec art. Lies.
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Mixing the two:
Tyrannosaurus Rex's had vestigial arms which couldn't reach out to do anything. Which makes me think, how could they have sex without their arms to balance? This also brought an interesting image into my head - tyrannosaurus sex - a new position where you keep your arms curled up and don't use them, but that could always be misconstrued as S/M depending on how it's done, maybe with the arms bound in some way to make them curled up as such. But who cares really if it is considered naughty, when the world runs on sex and despite what people say, they always have it on their minds.

5.13.2008

playful cat fight or homicide attempt?

The photographer claims that this is a mere playfight, but Anubis is so much larger than Butch, though only 4 weeks older. Clearly this picture can be interpreted in different ways by varying people.

Religious types - Anubis is the great decider, he deems if you should go to heaven or the underworld. Since the other's name is Butch, it could be assumed that represents lesbians and how they are guilty of sin to God and deserve to be punished for their heathen ways.

Perverts - Clearly the larger cat is sexually molesting the smaller. Pedophilic feline. Must be Catholic.

4chan - kittah butt secks!

5.08.2008

sex is between the legs and gender is between the ears...oral sex is both

I thought that when I came to college that things would be different. I came here thinking that the people would be more mature, smarter, and actually want to be here since they chose to be. I was wrong. People still talk in class, there is no respect, and no one has any sort of threshold for silence. I've always felt like I was more mature than those around me and that I always have been older than my age, but it's even worse now. When I was 12 I felt 15, when 16, I felt 20, and now at almost 20, I feel 28. That's a big jump. But it's not just me, it's also those around me. The people here seem 15 and they're 20 or more mostly. I just don't understand how society has regressed this much in just a matter of years. I hate it. The thing is though, it's probably the same anywhere in the US.

I have always felt out of place and have never felt comfortable in my skin, but I thought it would eventually even out, but no. The same phenomenon has occurred in my relationships. The range has gone from 17 when I was 14, 23 when I was 16, 27 when 18, and now 34 at 19. It's astounding. I'm not even sure why it's happened, but I've found that the people I hang around are usually of an older crowd, and increasingly so in the past few years. All because the people my age are absolutely, wonderfully, tarded. And I hate them. Even now, most of my best friends are around 22 to 26 at school and 28 to 35 back home.

Because of those I surround myself with, no matter the situation, people still think I'm about 24, especially when around the 30's crowd. I'm not complaining, because I hate my actual age - there's too much stigma to the word 'teenager' and I can't wait til I turn 20 so it will be slightly easier, and then 21 so that it will be official by law that I am actually an adult and have all the same rights as everyone else. That is the only thing in my life that I cannot change - my age - and it is the most detrimental.

I suppose that is just how life is, but I can't help but wonder how different things would be if I had been born several years earlier so that I'd actually be with the generation to which I belong. My parents were raised a certain way, and that was an old-fashioned, but respectful and wholesome way. I was raised in a world with respect for your elders as well as your peers, politeness, and little money. A world without sexism, racism, and cursing. At around 14 I was exposed to all three of these when I entered the workforce.

Kids today are raised by day care centers, their parents see them on nights and weekends, and once they get into a school where they have homework, the parents are too busy to try to help them with it, hence the 'no child left behind' tactic. When a kid can't do the work, you just push him through to the next grade so that no one fails. It makes them think it's okay to be mediocre and to not put any effort into studying or anything for that matter. It allows parents to be lazy and go to work for 45 hours a week, ignoring family responsibilities, and thinking that 80k is not enough to live on, so they both work and stay away from home. And another thing - children - most parents today only have them because they got pregnant in high school and decide it's a better idea to keep the kid, maybe get married, and then destroy the rest of their lives. One decision by one person can rip apart 3 people or more these days - all because they make the wrong choice and decide that it's okay to have a child when you're 18, unemployed, unskilled, and alone. Well here's a newsflash for you: it's not.

My high school class had about 5 or 600 people in it when we were freshman, and by the time graduation rolled around, there were about 400, if that. The reason for this precipitous decline? Teen pregnancy, drugs, guns, and drinking. They all made stupid decisions and dropped out, got themselves expelled, or killed. You'd think it would be sad, but no, it's just pathetic. So many young lives ruined because of poor decisions brought about by poor raising. Their parents were about 45 then, many who got pregnant very young, possibly in high school, and they come from an age of free love, disrespect, and drugs. They were rebels and didn't listen to anything their parents told them. So I don't blame the parents born before 1950, because it wasn't their fault, and well, that's the age my parents came from. They learned how to raise children properly and prevented the 'baby boomers' influence from ever poisoning my bloodline.

Because of my upbringing, I have an odd aversion to drunken parties and drugs, I mean I dabbled briefly in the rebellious arts, but learned that it's really not all it's cracked up to be. And even without those things I am a fun person to hang out with, I have better, truer friends, and have nothing to hide from my parents. That's a large factor with kids not respecting their parents today too - they keep so many secrets from them and do all these stupid things. It's nonsense honestly. They think they can run around and do whatever they want and get away with it. Then someday the real world will hit them in the face like a ton of bricks and they'll realize that they really should have listened to their parents and wish that they had some kind of actual skills to be able to make it in the world. But then again, that's what the food service industry is for.

5.04.2008

serrated knives are like anal sex

both cause ripping and tearing
both are painful
if you try hard enough you can kill someone with either
*death by buttsex*
both take a certain skill to use correctly

5.01.2008

html is the foreplay of coding

javascript - experimentation
actionscript - bad handjob
C - cherry breaker
java - headache
basic - missionary
perl - doggy style
php - threesome
lisp - blowjob
cobol - anal
python - patriot act

4.29.2008

good til the last drop - then it sucks

beer
coffee
unprotected sex
morphine
bungee jumping
xkcd comics that pertain to love
peeing until you realize you forgot to sit down
public masturbation without a cleanup method
using hot tubs in cold weather
bigamy
water in the desert
fending off wolves with meat
faulty bombs
doing donuts in a parking lot... with cars in it
skydiving

3.13.2008

If at first you don't succeed...

skydiving isn't for you.
suicide isn't fatal.
never trust a bungee.
try community college first.
make sure you're on the pill.
never get married.
turning gay might be safer.
try lube next time.
don't play with fire.
avoid oceans.
rock-climbing is a bad idea.
don't make sushi.
golfing in the rain is shocking.
highways need more exp.
don't play real-life Frogger.
the chicken is better than you.
it crossed the road because you fail.
the cake is still a lie.
keep cucumbers away from turkeys.
start on the bunny slope.
always wear protection.
helmets are your friend.
alligator wrestling is stupid.
stay on backroads when biking.
take up art.
just cop out and get lipo.
salad's not gonna cut it.
treadmills aren't for you.
you won't get away with it.
don't bother running.
a cucumber is better at covering its tracks.
change majors.