Wednesday, December 16, 2009
2012
Mommy, where do babies come from?
May I see your ID please?
The Presidential 'oops'
cat's vs dogs
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Music expresses what words can't (part 2)
Friday, December 4, 2009
Adoption
"Yoga is Lame"
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Why won't you stop for the damn ambulance?
The Twilight Saga *DUN DUN DUN*
Parody...If only it were real!
John Wilkes Booth Conspiracy
The assassin, John Wilkes Booth, dropped the pistol and waved a dagger. Rathbone lunged at him, and though slashed in the arm, forced the killer to the railing. Booth leapt from the balcony and caught the spur of his left boot on a flag draped over the rail, and shattered a bone in his leg on landing. Though injured, he rushed out the back door, and disappeared into the night on horseback.
A doctor in the audience immediately went upstairs to the box. The bullet had entered through Lincoln's left ear and lodged behind his right eye. He was paralyzed and barely breathing. He was carried across Tenth Street, to a boarding-house opposite the theater, but the doctors' best efforts failed. Nine hours later, at 7:22 AM on April 15th, Lincoln died. (Cited from http://memory.loc.gov/ammem/alhtml/alrintr.html)
Now that you have a little bit of background on the shooting of Abe Lincoln, allow me to fill you in on what most everyone else believes. After booth shot Lincoln he fled, naturally. He was chased and chased and was finally 'cornered' in a barn. The authorities burned the barn down and killed Booth, later finding his burnt body. John Wilkes Booth died in that fire in that barn...WRONG!
Some select people believe that the body found in the barn was not that of John Wilkes Booth. They believe that he actually fled from that barn unscathed, or at least alive. He made his way to Granbury Texas and assumed the name of John St. Helen. John loved to go to the theatre where he would not only watch but quote Shakespere. Conspirators believe that he now haunts that theatre NOT violently but peacefully. He has his own seat reserved up in the balcony where no one ever sits because that is his seat and its well known.
The question is did John Wilkes Booth die in the burning barn? Or, did John go on to live under the alias of 'John St. Helen'? I'm a conspirator...are you?
Friday, November 20, 2009
Farmers Market Vs. Superstore
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Parents
There was a senior in MY class that was an all around good guy. He would talk to anybody and would be the guy that helped you pick up your stuff if you dropped it in the hall. He had lots of plans with the rest of his life. He was going to go to a local college to get some of his general education credits down before he went to Florida to go to Full Sail to study something he loved. A few days before graduation he went to a party. I'm sure that his parents had no idea or they simply didn't care (which I find hard to believe that his parents didn't care). Well there was drinking at the party and he eventually wondered off. I'm being loose with the details because there are no concrete details. To this day nobody knows what happened. long story short, something happens and he died days before graduation.
Now here is your instance of parents not caring or paying attention. A 16 year old guy from my high school was having a hard time with life. He was arguing with his parents yet that was the extent that his friends new. Suddenly he went missing. None of his friends had any idea that he was depressed or anything because he never talked about it. All they knew is that he was arguing with his parents but who doesn't half the time? Well they found him on November 4; he had hung himself from a tree on his grandparents property with a chain. He's gone. Now his parents have to live with that and I for one feel horrible for them. I miss them both. I just wish that parents would know where there kids are.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
The internet
Getting around campus.
One other thing I wish was different with campus was the 'tubes' connect buildings on campus. Granted we have underground tunnels but it taks you forever to figure them out. It's not a big deal to connect the buildings with tubes. It would also be really awesome if those 'tubes' had moving walkways in them to help speed it all up. Hell, lets just make a monorail system that takes us around campus. More efficient and ecofriendly. There you go problem solved.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Parking....The Nightmare
An Opportunity or a Big Rip Off?
By the way, has anyone thought about how much they spend in chartwells? A person can throw down 7$ a meal easily in there. Look, the point is something needs to change. I understand that IUPUI is a college campus and they have to have money but where are we going to draw the line? We are poor struggling college students and the housing situation and the high prices for food don't help.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Yoshi: Mario's Super
This is the greatest gaming character of all time. When people think of classic gaming they will often rattle off games such as: Pong, Tetris, and Mario. Well I hate to break it to the generations but Yoshi beats all of these games out. The truth of the matter is that Mario wouldn't have survived without Yoshi. Look at a new millennium game: Paper Mario. After you get 'X' amount of crystal stars and you go to a level where you get an egg. Well guess what hatches out of that egg. If you guessed Yoshi you would be not smart but observant. This Yoshi is completely ESSENTIAL. If you don't take this Yoshi with you, you will never beat the game. He gives you a special move that you have to use. The whole point is that Mario is not as great as everyone makes him out to be. He would not even be the 'hero' that everyone knows if he didn't have his prehistoric counterpart.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
I Don't...
I don't know where I'm going
I don't know where you are
I don't know who they were
I don't know this place
I don't know this time
I don't I don't I don't
I don't know why we're here
Or even how we started
I don't know what to say
Or who can help me out
I don't know what's going on
I don't understand these people
I don't I don't I don't
Nothing seems to fit
Nothing seems to run
Why will no one help me?
I just don't know
I'm lost in all this darkness
I'm lost without a light
"Won't someone save me?"
I scream out at the night
I don't know where he's at
I don't know where he's going
I don't know why I can't remember
I just don't know
Will he come and save me?
I really wish I knew
I fall deeper into darkness
I don't think I'll make it through
I just wish I knew how I got here
But none of it makes sense
All I know is that I don't know
I don't even know my prince
I don't know where I am
I don't know where I'm going
I don't know where you are
I don't know who they were
I don't know this place
I don't know this time
I don't I don't I don't
Will you come save me?
Will your answer be no?
Will you come save me?
Or are you just here for the show?
Will you make me remember what it feels like?
Will you save me from the darkness?
Will you bring me to the light?
will you save me from myself?
Or will I trip and fall?
Will you push me down?
Or help me through this haul?'
So here I stand to see
If I'll ever make it out alive
So there you are to stand
Just checking on the time
Are you going to save me?
I really have no clue
I'll fall deeper into darkness
While I wait for you
I don't know the answer
Or even what you asked
I don't know much at all
That isn't about the past
Will you come and save me?
I really can't be sure
All I know is I'll wait for you
Until I can't wait anymore
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Finding my way...
To live it day and night is to stay up through dusk
But what happens when facing the problems doesn’t work
When trying to fight through the pain just makes you bleed the hurt
I’ve been told that running away doesn’t ease the pain
You’ll just keep running and have to live with the shame
But anything is better than where I am now
When did I get here…hell I can’t even remember how
So I guess I’ll try to run away
But in my heart you’re here to stay
Everywhere I turn there you are
My memories shouldn’t be able to reach this far
It seems that I can’t escape the pain anywhere I go
And you seem to just sit there and enjoy the show
I wonder if I’ll ever be happy again
Even though I will always think about you now and then
Every day I fight the good fight
And try to make it through another day without having to cry
I can only hope that one day I’ll stare into his eyes
And to my deepest and complete surprise
I won’t feel the pain anymore
I’ll stare into his eyes and be sure
I’ve found the one who can save me from your memories
And I’ll know that he’s the one to protect me
He’ll love me forever and gives whole new meaning to “forever and ever babe”
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Airlines: Are They Safe Yet?
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
A fountain for a day
Poor design means I pay more
Have you ever noticed where all of the elders are? They are all in nursing homes or in home care or something of that sort. But, why is that? People argue that elders shouldn’t drive and they should be locked away because they are too much work. Could it be that they are too much work because they lose their quality of life? What would happen if elders could be outside and enjoy life even into their 80s and 90s instead of being locked away? There quality of life will improve and they will live not only longer but happier lives. Well how on earth does an 80 year old woman or man get around in a city like Indianapolis? Well Indy-Go already has a great system in place for people who are elder or disabled. The busses are on air suspension systems that lower and they have ramps etc. etc. The only other problem is that elders can’t stand for THAT long. Well guess what, we condensed a ton of news paper dispensers and opened up all that space. Let’s put in benches and plant trees. Now these elders can get around, enjoy a better quality of life, and we have helped the environment tremendously.
Web Page Re-Design
Once a person can finally get past the random array of colors they may begin to feel bombarded (that is definitely how I felt). Granted I have seen more cluttered sights in my time, but this one is so overtaken by color that your brain almost can’t handle it. It is completely overwhelming in an artistic sense. It was as though someone was out to show their creativity and just went overboard with it. What sets us apart from the crowd has to stay on the correct side of the line. If we cross that theoretical line then the crowds will dissipate because they can’t handle THAT much creativity. Then, what purpose have we served? Yes, our artwork is out there but no one will look at it. We have to manipulate the so called ‘crowd’. Give things to them in small doses; keep them wanting more. Perhaps the most overlooked principle of design is that of mystery.
The first thing I did when I redesigned the sight was to keep the basic shapes behind all of the information basic. I wanted people to feel comfortable when they looked at the sight; to an extent boos their self confidence by giving them an ever so slight feeling of being smart. Shapes are something we, as the human race, have known since our earliest school days. These basic shapes, subconsciously, allow people to feel comforted because they are involved in something they are very familiar with. This instantly gives them a high level of comfort and makes them want to delve deeper into the sight.
The next objective was simplistic, yet it takes a lot of thought to accomplish; I tackled the colors. I used dark yet warm colors to make people feel comfortable and welcome. It gave them the opportunity to look around the sight on their at their own free will instead of having their eyes ‘torn’ from place to place by a radical color scheme. I tried to make the background darker than normal, but at the same time not so dark that every color I presented against it would pop in a very bright way straining a person’s eyes. A theory I have is that: the more comfortable a person feels on a website the more apt they are to stay there. I used certain color schemes that were noticeable enough to lead the eye but at the same time not bright enough to force it somewhere. I tried to find a happy medium within those two points for the login box. I wanted people to be able to instantly know where to log in, but at the same time I wanted them to be able to ignore it if they were not there to log into a particular profile.
Now the other thing that ‘bugged’ me about the original sight was how cluttered it seemed. The first panel I thought was pretty good. It was more or less a title and a picture with an explanation of what the sight was in simplest terms. Of course, all of this was followed by the sights on version of a join button which I labeled ‘click me’. The next two panels presented a little bit of a challenge to me. They both seemed cluttered and empty at the same time. I understood what they were trying to do but at the same time they didn’t do a very good job of it. To solve the problem in both of the panels I limited them each to one excerpt of their given topic and added a ‘see more’ button at the bottom the panel. In addition, on the third panel, I added a picture to give it a little more body. Lastly, I decided to keep the buttons along the top for navigation purposes. I examined different ways to remove them but quickly realized they were essential to the navigation of the sight not necessarily on the home page but on other pages on the site.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Musical Stereotype
http://yadogg.com/pictures/6-phases-of-work-explained-with-cat-pics/
When I saw this for the first time I laughed and laughed. It really brightened up my day. While I was reading through it I noticed some of the MAJOR musical stero-types coupled with how much people hate their jobs. Please note that I am speaking in the stereotypical forms and they do not represent my actuall feelings towards said type of music.
Phase one uses Jazz music. More or less Jazz music is listened to by people who are laid back, mellow, and overall are relaxed. Also, Jazz music is a good way to relax. First day of work you're feeling awesome and 'wishaw' esque. You are just kind of chilling and loving work and of course loving life.
Phase two uses Pop music. Pop music is up beat and makes you want to dance. It is frequently used when somone needs to feel more up-tempo or work out etc. etc. At work things have gotten VERY busy; sign here, initial there, type this, answer the phone, watch your email. Oh, man it's hectic. You're bouncing off the walls trying to keep up. Are you at work or have you been transposed into a music video for a popular Pop artist?
Phase 3 uses Heavy Metal. Heavy metal is that deep, sometimes dark, and always loud music that makes you want to 'head bang'. You want to thrust your head back and forth and scream along with the music. You've been working now for 6 months. You know how to handle the speed of everythign but man this job has gotten stressful. Time for some headbanging. Maybe something will get in your way and you will slam your head. Wohoo a day off!!(even if it does result in a headache and possible medical bills)!!!
Phase 4 uses Hip-Hop. Hip hop is listened to by stoners. People who lay around and get fat. They wear baggy clothes to make themselves look even fatter OR if they are a skinny whiteboy that wears layers of baggy close to make themselves look fatter. You have the general feeling of 'Oh yeah man...the walls are moving'. You're at work with a bandage on your head. You had a little to much fun with the headbanging. You are having hard time fitting into your cubical. You are convinced it has gotten smaller; the walls are moving...closing in! In all actuality you have just gotten super fat.
Phase 5 uses Gangsta Rap. Gangsta rap is the screwed up hybrid between Hip-Hop and Heavy Metal. You don't go full out headbanging but you are bobbing you're head around and dancing in your chair a little bit. Your at work completely convinced that your cubicle has it out for you. Your doing your little dance when the chair breaks. You have become so freaking fat that you can't even function. Your hair is a mess and you belly is falling out of your shirt. This is completely pathetic but your are almost to your mental breaking point.
Phase 6 are the Voices in Your Head!!! Over another period of time you have lost all of the weight you put on and thensome. You have been pushed past your psycological limit and are listening to the voices in your head. You are twitchy and don't trust anyone. You have moved on from believing your cubical has it out for you to believing your over cheary co-workers are coming for you. You mumble to yourself and type continously on your computer. But today is your lucky day!! Your best friends are here to see you!! You smile and wave to the men in the white suites. You are so ecstatic that you are going on a field trip as they escort you from your cubicle and into the plush van.
A lot of people would look at these stereotypes and laugh. They are extreme but two some degree they are all the ways that people actually look at those types of music. There is no real way to fix a stereotype. People are always going to have their opinions and that is what is great about the lives we live. we are free to believe what we want and how we want.