Wednesday, November 28, 2007

I Slept On This Far Too Long  

For music listeners with eclectic tastes, check this out.

Insane entry into the Beatles sample at the 1:05 mark, then it's the freakin' O.C. theme song at 1:58. A bit of Mariah Carey and Alicia Keys (amongst others) if you can catch it.

The DJ, Girl Talk, layers samples together and releases full albums. I haven't been able to stop listening to it, and it has spread contagiously like Flaze's cough to one of my housemates.

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 9:58 PM .


Tuesday, November 27, 2007

WHY ARE TEAMS STILL KICKING TO DEVIN HESTER  

*Preface - I said I'd report back here with my eating habits for the past week, but it turns out, my experiment was flawed. Everytime I wanted to go eat crap, I remembered that I'd have to put that on my blog and that momentarily deterred me from buying and eating crap. But then, because of my journalistic instincts, I attempted to correct this bias and present credible results by convincing myself to eat things I'd normally eat whether or not I'd be posting about them later.

So what happened was an internal mind battle. And if you saw me standing on the sidewalk outside a chip-truck looking horribly confused and slightly pained, that's what was happening.


Let's say you have a friend, whom you have lent money to in the past, and you have observed cases of other people also lending the very same friend money in the past. 80% of the time, the money never gets returned. This friend approaches you and after an explanation of the plight they currently finds themselves in, asks you to lend them some money to get themselves out of the financial bind.

You. Don't. "Lend". That. Friend. Your. Money.

Instead, you'd probably find alternative ways, "teaching friend how to fish" etc.

Right?

Right.

Take that theory and apply that to this football player, and why you would never want to "test" him. Just kick the ball out of bounds already, please.

He's just that good.

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 4:36 PM .


Sunday, November 25, 2007

Earlier today, I sent an email to myself and when I looked up in five minutes and saw my Inbox(1) count, I was really excited...

...until I realized it was my own email.

The life of a computer lab rat is so depressing.

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 9:18 PM .


Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Awww...  

I know you missed me. I know you know you missed me. And I missed you missing me.

A five day break? From the same guy who had a post per day rate for the month of October? I mean, there hasn't been this big of a break since Shaun Livingston's leg. Watch the video, if you dare.

Makes you cringe don't it? It may cause you to throw up a bit of your lunch.

Which is why I'm here today.

I have decided that I am going to keep an online journal...

...an accepted definition of the word "blog"...

...of my eating habits, for the next week.

Because after eating a chicken sandwich for lunch, a naniamo bar and a slice of cake for dinner, and a whole pizza for a midnight snack, I feel the need for some online accountability.

And for y'all to disapprovingly shake your heads at me. Altogether now...

...ready?

*slow head shake*

You know, some would consider a disapproving shake of the head as a subtle way of saying "I missed you".

My hypothesis for my eating habits is simple. Or should I say, my null-hypothesis. Thank you educational institution for providing me with the proper statistical terminology to use in my blog posts, without fully convincing me of the correct usages of such terms (I am not phrasing my hypothesis in the form of a null hypothesis...it's too much of a bother).

I am out of this worldtime-zone.

While I physically reside in this time zone, my mind is over in California and directs my body to eat when Californians eat. See, if you frame-shift my meals, a chicken sandwich for breakfast, a couple of dessert foods for lunch, and a pizza for dinner, it seems a lot more normal.

Statistics pun.

Though the time shift explains my meal times, I still have not yet figured out why I decide to identify the foods that clog my arteries the best, and then proceed to eat them. Please chew ... pun ... on this post and comment away with your head-shakes and theories. It's safe to say I need some help.

Hopefully I'll be back here every day of this week if only to post up what I ate that day, if I don't get a heart-attack first. This should give me the motivation to post in an overly-hectic time of year.

Thank you. And Happy American Thanksgiving. Tomorrow.

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 12:22 AM .


Thursday, November 15, 2007

Gross  

I just demolished a wrap I purchased from a local food truck vendor.

The wrap, appropriately named the SV Slider, consisted of bacon strips (none of that fake bacon-flavored-cardboard stuff they give you at McDonalds)& poutine on a...

...wait for it...

...I wonder who actually reads through these blatant stalling lines...

...WHOLE WHEAT WRAP. Because, I'm health conscious.

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 5:42 PM .


Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Let The Rain Fall Down...  

...I'm coming clean. Word to Hilary Duff.

I have an addiction. I'm past the first stage (denial) and I'm in the stage of admittance. Steps have been taken to right this wrong, including being here to write about this wrong.

Frick (you'll understand in a second).

"You write well despite an unfortunate addiction to the passive voice (which I urge you to lose)." - Philosophy 157 Professor

Before today, I didn't even know there existed a passive voice. And what I didn't know, hurt me. I feel like someone should've warned me of the dangers that follow from using a passive voice. Perhaps my high-school English teachers. Not even instruct on the subject, just maybe briefly mention it in a bullet point on a "things not to do in University".

Also.

I like to pad my writing with unnecessary things. I think it may stem from my tendency to do asinine things, for example:

*Sidenote* I just finished filling out the "apply to graduate" form, and realized the due date was 6 days ago. Can you say, sixth year? But back to the point at hand, I tend to lambaste you, my readership, with unrelated topics, and then have the audacity to follow it with something like...*End Sidenote*

*Seriously? A sidenote following a sidenote?* Yup. *End Sidenote*

All that taken into consideration, I still did well, although I guess that could be attributed to the fact that I'm not playing Spider Solitaire on dumb easy mode during lectures. And maybe because I have a knack for following instructions.

Except that time when I re-read an assignment outline with ten minutes to go before an online submission and realized I had missed one of the final requirements and attempted to hammer out mad lines of code but still missed the deadline by one minute. One. Minute.

That time was Monday.

Today has been better.

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 8:55 AM .


Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Now You Get To Think  

*Preface - I'm having a horrible time figuring out the equations needed to complete this programming assignment. Too many summations and terms that appear out of nowhere, but that's besides the point. Speaking of summing things up...

"A woman's life is love. A man's love is life." - Little Brother

Discuss.

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 11:40 PM .


Monday, November 12, 2007

Dear Girl In My Philosophy Class,  

It's bewildering why you would choose to sit three rows from the front of a medium sized class and play spider solitaire throughout the 50 minute lectures.

You should probably free up the space for people that want to sit closer to the professor and contribute to the class, rather than being a complete distraction for everyone behind you who can't help but think to themselves, "Self, that girl probably shouldn't be using the 'hint' function when she's only playing spider solitaire with one suit. Can she really not see the ace and the two that are side-by-side? A turtle would probably hit random keys and win the game faster. In fact, I'm going to daydream about that right now."

Please consider a move to the back of the classroom if you insist on playing your card games. Or better yet, just stay home.

Much love,

McOysty

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 5:06 PM .


Friday, November 09, 2007

More Gangster Humor? But Not Really, Cuz Kanye Never Sold Drugs  

I found this to give me quite the chuckle at 2:20am in the morning, which isn't saying much because I'll wake up in a few hours and wonder where the humor was...

... but Kanye West, blogging about Hayden Panettiere (Heroes), and her stuffed animal shark?

...

Yup, it's still funny.

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 2:20 AM .


Wednesday, November 07, 2007

That's Gangster Comedy For You  








Courtesy of jamphat.

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 11:39 PM .


More From Computing Class  

*Preface - This marks the glorious return of Buttugly-length posts. Last month, I posted at a breathtaking pace, but I couldn't afford the time to develop thoughts. I can't promise I'll deliver a post-per-day, but enjoy this ramble. Also, Alicia Keys is set to drop soon, and so far, the tracks I've heard have sounded awesome. Not aawesome, but simply soulful. You aren't ready.

This racially motivated hate-email was sent out back in 1996, by one Richard Machado, to 59 Asians enrolled in the University of California, Irvine. Mr.Macahdo, a minority himself (Mexican), was later criminally charged for his actions.

I already posted something along racial lines a couple posts back, and while it wasn't my original intent at all, I had a feeling it was leading up to something. Here's an edited version of the email to provide context for the following small discussion:

"I hate Asians, including you. If it weren’t for asias at UCI, it would be a much more popular campus. You are responsible for ALL the crimes that occur on campus. YOU are why I want you and your stupid ass comrades to get the f*** out of UCI. IF you don’t I will hunt you down and kill your stupid a****. Do you hear me? I personally will make it my life carreer to find and kill everyone one of you personally. OK?????? That’s how determined I am."

Obviously, this is absurd, and you'd be inclined to think that as a society, we've made social progress since 1996. But let me assure you that these things happen on a daily basis even in the year 2007, or as I like to call it, Willenium + 8. What a polarizing album. There were maybe two songs that didn't make you want to introduce your head to the closest baseball bat. But that's neither here nor there.

You'd figure people would be more secretive with their unreasonable hatred given the liberal society we live in, but dumb people prove me wrong all the time. Never count on dumb people. Unless, you're counting on them being dumb. Even that sometimes is a stretch.

It's not enough for us to stop there and just label dumb people as dumb, because that's not the root of the problem. This horrific expression of stupidity is an example of an extreme symptom of some deep-rooted values woven into the fabric of our society. While these expressions are usually subdued, for some, subtlety is not a strong suit.

And while I'd gather to say that most of the people reading this (or the people I am aware of) have been shielded from such ignorance in our privileged lives, just because it hasn't happened to you, doesn't mean it doesn't happen at all.

May I present to you, real life scenario A. I was purchasing steaks from a local deli shop, and while paying for my purchase, an elderly Caucasian gentlemen behind me made eye contact with me and then unleashed a string of Mandarin phrases before explaining that was one of the many languages he had picked up during the course of his life. I countered by informing him I had no knowledge of the Mandarin dialect whatsoever, and sincerely congratulated for being multilingual.

Upon walking out of the store, and out of his hearing range, my buddy, who was standing there beside me the whole time, exclaimed, "I'm glad it was you who dealt with him because if it was me, I would've pwn'd him because that was straight up ignorant."

Was it cute for the old man to approach me like he did? A little. Honestly innocent in his intentions? Most probably. Does it change the fact that it was indeed ignorant for him to jump to conclusions like that? Nope.

That's what I'm talking about. The way we generalize people is almost dehumanizing. Yes, it is a reflection of the culture we have been raised in, but that does not rule out individual responsibility. Let's learn to understand one another, setting aside personal preferences and taking into account factors that may not have been prominent in your upbringing, but important in the development of the other person. And even more importantly, let's look out for one another instead of focusing on ourselves.

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 9:30 PM .


Tuesday, November 06, 2007

The Things I Notice  

I had cup of butter pecan flavored coffee and a pralines and cream flavored muffin this morning.

As if ice cream invaded my breakfast.

The only thing missing was a scone.

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I Still Like Turtles  



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Sunday, November 04, 2007

Trick-Tock  

By the time you read this, it will already have been too late.

Or too early. I don't know. The math confuses me at this time of night. Actually, I don't even know what time of night it is. Regardless...

I have a question. And you probably won't have the answer. But a few of you may attempt to think of one on the spot in my comment section below. Knock your self's out. That's right. Your self's.

There's a lot of thinking going on in this post.

Thanks to daylight savings time, if someone wanted to go back to "02:00 November 4, 2007" in a time machine, would the machine warp them to the first 02:00 (which was an hour ago), or would the machine warp them to...right now?

I timed that perfectly by the way.

So while I reach over to adjust my annoyance that greets me every morning alarm-clock, I do so hesitantly, knowing my actions could irrevocably ruin the space time continuum.

Am I the only one who thinks about these things?

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 1:58 AM .


Friday, November 02, 2007

Soulja Boy Tell 'Em Kids  

I'm all for exposing kids to different aspects of cultures at various points in their education/life, but I think this is taking it too far. If you don't know what I'm talking about, just watch the cute kids do a cool dance, but if you know, then feel free to shake your head:


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posted by Buttug McOysty . 4:48 PM .


Bubble Trouble  

Bubble-gum makes my jaw tired. It's probably why I never buy bubble-gum, nor take anyone up on their gum (bubble or not) offers. I inevitably end up spitting the gum out in five minutes.

But today, I deemed five minutes worthy of the $1.36 it costs for a pack of Sour Apple Bubblicious, the only brand of bubble-gum worth anyone's time anyways. Feel free to disagree, but you'd be wrong.

So I stood there, counted out $2.36, took my $1.00 change, and walked towards the door feeling proud for unloading 7 worthless coins (6 pennies and a nickel) and for indulging myself in a sudden urge to splurge on what amounts to chewy, flavorful sugar, until I was stopped by the shrill voice of the cashier.

"Sir, your bubble-gum?"

I had almost inadvertently walked out of the store without my purchased merchandise. The scary thing is, this is not the first time I've lined up, paid for an item, and walked away without said item.

I am a modified-philanthropist by trade. I give to the poor stores.

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posted by Buttug McOysty . 11:32 AM .