To me, that's like needed help with fertility and seeing a guy who kicks you in the nuts.
It's weird, but it should be okay.
Geek on, I guess. I'm sure gonna try.
That does remind me how bad I am at fishing. I ever started a column about it. That was back when I was living the dream of trying to be a real writer. Huh, so much for that huh?
Actually I did get to do some real writing today. I'm doing a story for the Statesman and I wanted to get it started before I get married and go honeymooning. I did feel pretty good walking around talking to some of the more important people on campus. Than the security guard wouldn't let me into the office and I was reminded how unimportant I am and how much he sucks.
I may start pimping this site a bit. Trying to get some readers. I think I may start right now. Or later.
Anyways, I've rambled enough just so I can say I update my blog. I'm going to go for a walk of something.
My car is a bit banged up. My door won't open, which super sucks, and my mirror is smashed. Fortunately my fiance (I know I spelled it wrong but I don't care) and I were fine which isn't a garruntee (see previous aside) when you hit a deer going 60.
I keep trying to focus on the positive and for the most part I do. I'm thrilled that we walked away unharmed. I realize what a blessing this and am grateful for it.
I'd be lying though, if I didn't say I was a little miffed that I'm going to spend the last week of being single without a car because some deer had to prove to his friends that his antlers were bigger than their's.
Anyway, geek on.
I was driving down the road and I saw a can fall from another car. The drive by little really bugs me because the prepatrater can just drive away like nothing happened. I wasn't going to take I. I snatched up the can and chanced after them running and yelling rebuking all the way.
They finally stopped, it was a young couple, and started yelling back. The girl was furious. She was getting all up in my face yelling back. Something about ruining her wedding day.
Some people are just jerks.
It was really cool to get to talk with an actual webcomic artist and hear straight from him what he thought about the genre as a whole. Plus Scott was super cool and just really fun to talk to.
The interview was for a story we'll be running for our first issue of Deversions which is the entertainment section of the Utah Statesman. So stay tuned for that...or I'll kill you, you know, with a toaster or something.
This is a Geek Beat that I never got the way I wanted. I still like the idea so I'll probably rewrite it. Don't forget to check out the Classic Beats sections for the best of the published columns from last school year.
My original plan today was to write a helpful and useful column about what people can do with their tax returns. It was going to include all kinds of great deals on geeky gadgets, high quality investing tips and how to create cold fusion with a fudgecicle.
Unfortunately it seems I've blown all my tax return on buying forty raw pounds of ninja turtle action figures and Mountain Dew.
So what's a geek to do if he just blew all his cash on bean bag chair full of pudding? Head to the last bastion of free nerd entertainment that's what. I'm talking about the computer labs
I love the computer labs here on campus. They're my geeky paradise. Nothing but wall to wall, T1 goodness.
They're the prefect place to go when you're in college and you're so strapped for cash that's you're watching entire movies in front of the the book store and sometimes you just go into the QuickStop so you can smell the hotdogs and wish.
Computer labs have replaced the library as the place to study on today's modern campuses. No longer to people have to risk nasty paper cuts and actual human contact to get homework done.
All you have to do at the lab is slide yourself into a chair that well worn in all the right places, fire up a few crucial programs, put on your head phones and your just moments away from what scientists refer to as, "the Zone".
You need to be careful though, while you may feel like your in your own little world, your not. You're still in a public access lab and we can still hear you including your singing along to your favorite song and all those embarrassing noises you make.