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Interesting.. MJO sent me this link to The Hunger Site. Informative, and all it takes is one click. Check it out.
weirDo showed me a new word today: syzygy. This word as no (normal) vowels! Anyone know of any other word with four our more letters that contains no vowels except y?
Here's another question. When someone mentions the word "grazing", what's the first thing that comes to mind?
weirDo mentioned to me how in the double blue commercial, which parodies the life insurance commercial, the guy picks up the phone and immediately knows that it's his son who's bought life insurance and a case of double blue. How the heck do you convey all of that information in less than a second?!? He tried demonstrating some possibilities, but we came to the general consensus that it was not possible. When I went home for dinner before the game today, I just happened to catch the commercial on the TV and true enough, it only took the guy a split second to transfer all of that information via phone. (Internal modem maybe?)
Someone was mentioning to me about how she went blading last night with a couple of friends. One of them was a figure skater and was doing all of these nifty moves and tricks on the blades while she was a little less flamboyant. This reminded me of my blading experience this weekend, where I felt very comfortable on my blades (which may have had something to do with the fact that I went blading on Friday and was actually able to go backwards!!) while the person who I was skating with wasn't as confident. There's the key word. Confidence. When I first started this, I knew I could balance on one foot and I should be able to transfer my ice skating skills over, but two things hindered my performance. The first was that.. well, this is rollerblading and it is different than ice skating. That takes a while to get used to.. a couple of weeks or so. The other major factor is confidence. I wasn't feeling very confident at the beginning since I was afraid of falling. Falling on the ice isn't that bad, it can hurt, but mostly leaves bruises or small lacerations. Falling on pavement or concrete.. well, that's a sight to behold. Uh.. no, that's a sight best left unseen. My two little falls didn't help my confidence much, but at least it didn't make me too cocky. As time went by tho, I began to feel more comfortable on my blades, and that really helped me try out some new things this weekend. (yeah, I think I did try to show off a bit on Saturday..) If I can keep this up for the rest of the summer, I might be able to reach the level that I'm at on my ice skates.. I'll just have to keep practicing and just get some incentive to try out some new moves..
Speaking of skating, there's a two hour time slot this Sunday. Gotta blow the dust of my skates and hope I didn't forget anything in the past month. I'd feel a little embarrassed to get on the ice in the fall and wobble around the rink..
The broomball game was okay I guess. We played a little sloppy as a team, although I thought I played better than I normally did (which was interesting seeing as how sore and tired I felt just before the game). The score was 5-1 and I would've had the game winning goal, except that the other team popped one in in the last 30 seconds of the game.. I wasn't even on the ice either. Man..
The last game (final) will be next Tuesday. MJO should be in town, I'll ask him if he wants to sit in and cheer. (I doubt it, but I think he'll be in for drinks afterward).
Oh, I forgot. I mentioned the "grazing" thing up above and didn't finish my thought. Anyhoo, the first thing that came into my mind when I heard that word was "cow". (Cow.. grazing on grass.. get it?) Just was wondering what everyone else thought since weirDo was thinking the same thing, and at that time, mentioning "cow" may not have been a very smart idea.. (which we didn't.. of course)
I actually went home and did some cleaning yesterday. Aren't you all proud of me??!? I was telling myself that the bathtub was a grungy mess and that I would clean it up if I was taking a shower after I got home in the afternoon. (I didn't have time to clean it in the morning) Funny enough, later that day, I came home all hot and sticky and I figured that it would be a good time to clean up the mess we made in there. So.. cracked open the cleaning closet and took out the Old Maid cleaner. Poured it ont.. uh.. hmm. Not much left. Okay, put the remains of it on and searched around the cabinet.. ooh! Spic n Span! I sprayed that on all over the tub, giving it two coats to make good sure that I had covered all of the gunk (it actually looked really bad once I had my glasses on - I usually don't take showers with my glasses on). Waited a couple of minutes while I looked for a cloth and then started to wipe it off (as per the instructions). Hmm.. nothing came off. Alright, I wiped harder. No change. Okay.. maybe the cleaner wasn't strong enough. Sifting through the cabinet, I went and found some Mr. Clean. Gave the tub a generous amount of this stuff. Started wiping again. Nothing. Gah, in frustration, I starting scratching at the gunk, which actually started to work, although my nails were getting kinda gunky.. But, it gave me an idea. I went down to the kitchen and took our rather sad scouring pad and used it on the tub. Hmm.. no effect. Pushing harder, I started seeing some progress. Pushing as hard as I could, using my knuckles for pressure, I actually started getting the gunk scraped off. Unfortunately, this was tiring me out very quickly. It gave me renewed respect for household cleaners and students stuck with cleaning the bathroom at the end of the term (that usually ended up being MJO's job). I worked on it for another 15 minutes or so before I got most of the worst stuff out, by which time I was completely pooped. It was only then that I took a well deserved shower.
I'm telling ya tho, there is no way one will understand someone else's woes unless you have lived through them yourself. You won't understand someone else's feelings unless you have felt them yourself. You won't be able to understand someone else's advice unless you have experienced them yourself. I really should go out there and experience life. I've missed out on so much.
Just for the record, I threw away the scouring pad I used on the tub and put a new one on the kitchen sink.
Coding's just about finished. I'll have to test it out tomorrow.. if it works, then we are paper bound! Woo woo! Ow ow.. sitting around hasn't helped me get any less sore. Seems like I might have to go home. Ahh, I'll check up on computer news tomorrow then.
