P. Dwight Wilson, Lloyd Clemett and John Babcock: the last of a dying breed.
Our most humble thanks, gentlemen.
[tags]remembrance day[/tags]
P. Dwight Wilson, Lloyd Clemett and John Babcock: the last of a dying breed.
Our most humble thanks, gentlemen.
[tags]remembrance day[/tags]
Fancy a listen to Keane mashing up Beyonce and Christina Aguilera? Go to Keane’s MySpace page and click on the ‘Dirrtylicious’ link. It’s entertaining. Via John Sakamoto’s Anti-Hit List.
[tags]keane, beyonce, christina aguilera, jo whiley, john sakamoto, anti-hit list[/tags]
Are we really at the point where we’d consider giving babies Prozac?
[tags]infants, prozac[/tags]
I believe I have what is called a “stress headache.”
[tags]stress headache, frank black[/tags]
Mogwai guitarist Stuart Braithwaite, ever the delicate flower, has a parting message for Donald Rumsfeld:
“I hope you enjoy signing on you murderous old warmongering prick. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA.”
See? Delicate.
[tags]stuart braithwaite, mogwai, donald rumsfeld[/tags]
Can you, in fact, fight the moonlight?
[tags]leann rimes, moonlight fighting[/tags]
I’m watching Eraserhead for the first time, and I find myself wondering: is David Lynch even human?
[tags]david lynch, eraserhead[/tags]
Mahir! Mahir is back! He kiss you!
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I am now officially at the low point of this MBA program. The administrators warned us we’d bottom out somewhere around the beginning of the third year, and they were right. It feels like we’ve been at this forever (it’s been just over two years, in fact) but it also feels like we’re still far from finishing (just under two years, obviously). We also just finished off one of the worst courses (as far as workload) and moved immediately into another — quantitative methods — which is as boring as watching paper turn yellow in the sun.
Quants is no picnic either when it comes to the amount of work to do: in order to avoid schoolwork over the Christmas holidays I have to read about 30 pages — of stats, mind you — each night and work on perpetual assignments. I’m trying to run 2-3 miles 5-6 times a week, plus there’s work and the usual errands like groceries. There’s also my daily RSS compulsion; I feel a little lost if I can’t see what’s going on in the world. I’d love to write more interesting things on the blog but I just don’t have the hours. Luckily Nellie takes it upon herself to cook for my sorry ass pretty much every night or I’d be the walking dead.
I’ll be really glad when I can watch TV or go see a movie without feeling guilty for not studying.
54.62% down. 45.38% to go.
[tags]mahir, i hate quants[/tags]
More musical pain: corporate bonding a la David Brent. [via]
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The 2007 rock n’ roll hall of fame nominees have been announced: R.E.M., Van Halen, The Stooges, Patti Smith, The Dave Clark Five, Chic, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Joe Tex and The Ronettes.
The first five I agree with. Grandmaster Flash and The Ronettes I could live with. I have no freaking idea who Joe Tex is, so I’d be surprised if he/she/they made it. If Chic gets elected, I will make it a goal in life to visit Cleveland and piss on the hall of fame, nay, on the very essence of rock n’ roll.
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I watched Cinema Paradiso (imdb | rotten tomatoes) over the weekend. I liked it a lot; I’m really annoyed that I read an article several months ago giving away the last scene (the article was about films that make men cry, and this was a popular choice), but it was still very worthwhile. Highly recommended, unless you’re my mother or Stanzi, in which case you’ll cry for the last 20 minutes.
[tags]bank of america, rock n’ roll hall of fame, cinema paradiso[/tags]
Shiites celebrate, while Sunnis vow revenge.
Surely, nothing bad will come of this.
[tags]saddam hussein sentenced[/tags]