Rotten day

Ohio State did win, 42-39, and it was a great game.

However, I spent part of the day working on my car, the end result of which was absolutely NO progress - the car is in every respect exactly the same car as it was this morning. What a colossal waste of time and frustrating.

On the other hand, Kay was over for ~3 hours, and that was lots of fun. Thanks for coming over, Kay.

The Game

In other news, Tennessee won today, beating Vanderbilt 39-10. That sets up our regular season finale with Kentucky as a game which, if won, will mean a quality bowl game for my Volunteers. I will be in attendance in Knoxville this coming weekend, Lord willing.

But the topic of this post is the Ohio State-Michigan game, which is about to start. Since this is the biggest regular-season game in recent memory, I have to make a prediction. Though I realize that Michigan's defense is great, I think Troy Smith will be too much for them. The Buckeyes win this one, 31-24. I'll report back once the game is over.

Fuzzy Statistics

An interesting article, with some totally weird statistics going on towards the end.

Wanted: man to land on killer asteroids

And the quote? "A near miss, when asteroid QW7 came within 4m km of Earth in September 2000, led Liberal Democrat MP Lembit Opik to declare: 'It's not a case of if we will be hit, it is a question of when. Each of us is 750 times more likely to be killed by an asteroid than to win this weekend's lottery.' "

I will 100% guarantee that someone will win a lottery this weekend, and I will further guarantee that not a single human being in this galaxy will be killed by an asteroid this weekend. Just goes to show how crazy liberals really are.

OK, I didn't mean that last part. But, c'mon. Don't make yourself an obvious target. For ridicule, that is. Ahhh, forget it.

btw, if you know anything about Elton John, you really should read the post below. I'm fairly proud of it.

Denim is a Trend

As I was sitting in math class today, a song popped into my head. Sung to the tune of "Candle in the Wind" by Elton John, this is "Denim is a Trend", by yours truly.
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Goodbye normal jeans,
Though I always knew that you would
Fall out of style, fall out of grace,
With those who shop in malls.
They started ripping small holes
And they sold you to younger kids
Then put you in the washer
And they changed your Made In name.

(refrain)
And it seems to me they dragged your pants
Through a huge pile of manure,
Never sewing the whole seam through
When they made your jeans.
And I would have liked to have sold you
Another set of duds
Because Armani wears out long before
My Levis ever would

Marketing was tough
(Much tougher than the jeans they made)
Wall Street wanted a worthwhile sale
So they raised the price that’s paid.
Even when they dyed
You a darker shade of blue
All the stickers had to say
Was that the jeans were new and improved.

(refrain x1)

Goodbye normal jeans,
Though I always knew that you would
Fall out of style, fall out of grace,
With those who shop in malls.
Goodbye normal jeans
From the young man in the 22nd aisle
Who sees you as something more than textiles,
More than just a certain type of clothes

(refrain x1)
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Curds and why...

You'd better believe these people when they say the Colts and the Bears won't play in the Super Bowl. They's exsperts.






And the article? Another gem:

quick snoozes, cat naps, etc.

Any time anyone tells me that she just woke up from a nap, or that she's going to take a nap, or that sometime during the last month she thinks she remembers taking a nap - I get jealous. I never get to take naps. I always wake up in the morning feeling exhausted, but my body clock won't let me get to sleep until midnight. I NEED naps, but I never get to take them.

Except that today I realized something. I DO take naps. In fact, every college student does. We take naps regularly - more regularly, even, than your average screaming two-year-old. This semester, I am taking 16 hours of naps every week. 16 hours.
Now, we don't CALL them naps. This would upset a lot of people. Our parents, for one. Our teachers, for another. It would also upset the other folks who have enough time to take naps, and think that college students don't get to (but that's a completely different discussion). We college students have a different name for them. We call them "classes". A deceptively simply word for "nap", when you consider the multiple other names that society has come up with for sleeping in broad daylight. As far as I know, there's been no conspiracy to keep this a secret. It just seems to enjoy a pleasant (and useful) inconspicuousness.

It might seem lazy of us college students, to be spending the prime of our youth sleeping when we're supposed to be "learning", but - as I was remarking to someone the other day - hey, that's what happens when you carve out a huge tract of land, put a bunch of expensive buildings and equipment on it, and populate it almost exclusively with non-adults between the ages of 17 and 25. We're bound to do some silly things.

Derek Webb concert

I went to a (free) Derek Webb concert this evening in Camp Hill (basically Harrisburg) PA, two hours from home. The concert was good. The setlist was as follows:

I Want a Broken Heart
Nobody Loves Me
Mockingbird
A New Law
A King and a Kingdom
I Hate Everything (But You)
Love is Different
Table for Two
Somewhere North
Saint and Sinner
Rich Young Ruler
My Enemies are Men Like Me
Wedding Dress
Lover

I'm pretty sure about that, anyway.

Derek didn't come out afterwards - I did sneak around into the back, and I heard him talking to some people, but I didn't want to actually go back there and talk to him after walking straight past the "backstage area - no admittance" sign. So this was a shame, because I had wanted to at least say hi.
This was the last concert of a three week tour, so he's heading back to Nashville tomorrow morning. Poor guy. Wonder how long it's been since he's seen Sandra. They're probably both pining away.

Weeeell...I'm tired and sore. I do NOT want to get up and go to school tomorrow, but I have to.

I'll leave you with a quote from my favorite person; something I was reminded of tonight at the concert: "Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, mind, and strength, and love your neighbor as yourself." I may have something to say about this tomorrow or something.

I am happy.

There's your answer, Johanna.

I also post this because I am beginning to wonder whether my posts don't sound like the rants of a ten-year-old. I swear I'm 19. Really.

Nope, they weren't kidding me.

Well, against the sound (but untimely - Chris, the concert was at 7 and you told me at 7:26 that I should go?! Thanks for nothing! ;-) ) advice of a man I've never met, I did not go to the concert. Predictably (I predicted this, right?), Tennessee lost by an embarrassing margin to an admittedly dominant and dominating Arkansas team. Our offense simply couldn't keep pace with them, and they killed us. Shoulda gone to the concert.

Actually, I'm still glad I didn't, because it meant that I got to see Johanna, Kathryn, and Maria (in alphabetical order, in case someone's looking for me to play favorites). In the past, Kathryn has been good for Tennessee - when she's been around/watching the game, Tennessee has scored points, and vice versa. Unfortunately, she was horrible for Tennessee tonight - she arrived about 5 seconds before Arkansas scored their second touchdown, and was here for the next two as well. She left at halftime, and Arkansas mustered only 3 points during the rest of the game. All the same, I'm glad you were there, Kathryn. I'd choose your company over Tennessee winning any day.

Unless it were a really important game.

Goodnight all.

YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAUGH! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!

MY CAPS LOCK KEY IS STUCK!!!!

NOPE, JUST KIDDING. BUT I AM TOTALLY FRUSTRATED RIGHT NOW. REMEMBER HOW I SAID THE TENNESSEE ARKANSAS GAME WAS GOING TO BE AT TWO O'CLOCK? I FORGOT TO MENTION HOW THIS WAS PERFECT TIMING SINCE I WAS PLANNING ON GOING TO A DEREK WEBB CONCERT TONIGHT AT SEVEN O'CLOCK. NOW, SOME STUPID IDIOT (YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT, YOU HEARD ME) AT ESPN OR SOMETHING DECIDED THAT HE'D RATHER SHOW THE GAME AT - YUP, YOU GUESSED IT - SEVEN O'CLOCK. I DON'T *^*&$&IN BELIEVE IT!!!!! AND NO, I DID NOT JUST CURSE. THAT WAS SIMPLY A TYPO.

SO NOW I AM FORCED TO CHOOSE BETWEEN WATCHING TENNESSEE PROBABLY LOSE, AND WATCHING AN AWESOME CONCERT WITH DEREK WEBB. UNFORTUNATELY, I AM INTENSELY LOYAL TO THIS stupid FOOTBALL TEAM, SO I GUESS I'LL BE STICKING AROUND FOR THE GAME. IF WE WIN, I'LL OBVIOUSLY FEEL VINDICATED IN MY DECISION. IF WE LOSE, I'LL JUST BE DOUBLY MISERABLE. BLAH. BLAH. BLAH. SOMEONE COMFORT ME.

Would you believe....?

You know what I like? Ice cream. But also, I like the old TV show Get Smart. It's kinda like a parody of the James Bond movies, but not so closely related that it's painful. Maxwell Smart, Agent 86, is, predictably, not very smart. But he *is* hilarious: "At this very moment, seven Coast Guard cutters are converging on your position! Would you believe it? Seven!" "I find that hard to believe." "Hmmm....would you believe six?" "I don't think so." "Huh. How about two cops in a rowboat?" This show is incredibly funny. Almost as funny as The Office.
Well, tomorrow at 2 PM EST, Tennessee plays at Arkansas. Most people are giving Arkansas the nod for this one, and I agree with them, because we're starting a freshman quarterback in place of our excellent junior quarterback, Erik Ainge, who is still injured. Jonathan Crompton is more than competent, but I'm not so sure he can pull it out in a close game quite like Ainge does. So, I think Arkansas will win, but in the spirit of loyalty (and hedging my bets), I think it'll be Tennessee 21, Arkansas 15. Confused yet?
Well well. Got to get to bed. I guess.
Hey, good news! My history term paper has been postponed by 2 weeks! This is good, because although I don't know if I'll actually get around to it, I was planning on procrastinating tomorrow.
Sadly, Kathryn has a paper due on Tuesday, so she still won't be getting around to coming over to watch a football game. *Sigh* *hint hint*

And don't ask me about the "hint hint" stuff. I have just about as much of a clue what that is supposed to mean as you do.

barely, but still, alive

I have recovered sufficiently to admit that Tennessee did indeed lose to LSU on Saturday. Our backup quarterback did a pretty good job, but if we had had Erik Ainge, we would have won.

On a related note, the Colts are once again the last undefeated team in the NFL. Crazily enough, it's probably MORE likely that we would go undefeated this year than last year, since our remaining schedule is definitely doable (no monster Seahawks and Chargers at the end of the year). Still, an undefeated season doesn't happen, so I'm not holding my breath. But I think we'll win the Super Bowl this year. Exciting.

I'm about to listen to presentation. Wheee. And Lauren and Kay are coming down from the great northern wastelands to see me today...ok, actually, they're coming to see Iain and Johanna. But a boy can dream, can't he?

Just had an interesting discussion with a guy on my team about the way I type. Apparently it's amusing. =) Anything for a laugh.

a quickie

I'm off to take a quizzard, a wonderful quizzard of Prob.! (and Statistics).

Whew...if you made it past that sentence, you'll be happy to know that...umm. I don't know what you'll be happy to know. My life has been boring as always, though my two exams last week went reasonably well I think, and my midterm yesterday probably won't get me summarily expelled from the school for complete putridity. At least I hope not. More on that later (or not).

So this is a week of (relative) relaxation for me - I only have two quizzes left. And tomorrow, West Virginia plays Louisville in the Big East matchup you've all been waiting for! I'll make my actual prediction tomorrow, but in case my computer dies between now and then, the quickie prediction is West Virginia 34, Louisville 28. Pretty cool numbers, if you ask me. But I may revise them tomorrow after doing a in-depth analysis. Or possibly not.

OK, gonna be late to my class. In which I'm taking a quiz. About which I know very little. Only that I probably won't do so awesomely well on it. =(

On a side note, I really ought to work on making my sentences more elegant, intelligent, and profitable for general audiences, because the vast majority of the sentences which I've typed in the last four or five minutes, with the obvious exception of this one, have been about 7 words long and have had a 2nd grade level of prose.