Nick Edrick Blog 4

When people ask me why I’m a history major, I usually give the stock answer of “I like it.” History interests me because I like to know the deeper reasons behind events. For instance, the Civil War happened because of slaves. And slaves happened because of the Pyramids. And those happened because God said so. We can plainly see that everything happened because God said so, and so I sum up history into one sentence: “Because God (or someone) said so.” Other majors can also be summed up into concise sentences. Economics is “These two lines are a graph. This graph represents change over time. Poor people.” American Studies is “WERE NOT RACIST, WE SWEAR!!!” And biology is “Take this class 4 times till you pass it.” Someday, Ill probably write a book wherein I sum up all knowledge into easy paragraphs. But no one will read it. Have to study for bio.

late night fun

Ever been up late at night and started saying certain words out loud, and some just sound really weird? Try it. Say Beer Can in a jamaican accent. It should sound something like bacon if you try.
Heres another good one. Say "a bummer" in an english/australian accent. i thought it sounded like Obama. how often does a brit say 'a bummer' anyway? fuckin brits. the brits were the first ones to start clear cutting forests. tree huggers probly arent to happy about that are they. well a brit might just say, thats a bummer. ha. get it ~ a bummer~obama. hugh grant can just jump off a bridge.
just think about this. if saints had halos even when they were little kids, imagine how self conscience they were having a big ol ring around their head. at least they didnt have to buy a costume for haloween.
do you ever smoke alot of weed and then get an unnatural appetite for anything? thats ussually when i end up at safeway right before they close and everyone awake decides to shop at safeway and they only have one fucking register open because some drunk guy named jered drops a 40 and the remaining 3 cashiers have to stand around the guy while he tries to lap it up off the ground for another free 40. but it just took a long time and it was really wierd reading the national inquirer as i stood in line for 10 min. i guess obama has a male lover that wants him back and michellle said she was going to crush him. i want to know if that paper can make up money for themselves as well as they make up stories.
eric randolph

Julia Yeager, Blog 4: Funny Feminism

My roommate Katy is a hardcore feminist. In fact, she is so hardcore, that she is teased for it. If anyone tells a misogynist joke in front of her, she gives them shit for it. Now, I’m all for feminism, but I also love a good laugh, so for the most part I’ll laugh off any cruel jokes poked at women, it’s all in fun.

Two days ago, our friend Annie posted a video on her facebook of a rapper named D Lo singing his famous song No Hoe, claiming that it was “practically the theme of the third floor”. Here is the video. You can watch the whole thing if you want, but the first thirty seconds or so should do the job.

So, I immediately knew that Katy would be furious with this song’s lyrics and video, and I knew I had to fuck with her... I was pleasantly surprised when yesterday she plopped on her chair and began her facebook stalking session. Soon enough, she muttered, “Oh…My…Gawd…”

“Whats wrong?” I asked.

“Julia… come watch this, oh my gawd.”

She pushed play. I waited two seconds then exclaimed, “D LO!” as I put the volume up. I then proceeded to shake my ass like there was no fuckin tomorrow. I bent over in front of her and started singing the lyrics, “No hoe, no hoe, no hoe…!!” I got real into it, I was even poppin my ass, just like the dirty hoes in the video! I was so proud of my bad self.

I turned around and slowly stopped dancing as I saw her face. She was completely furious, “JULIA! What the FUCK??! Are you serious?!” I sort of whimpered as I tried to explain, “It’s a.. good, song…?”

I started laughing and said I was messin’ with her and she called me a bitch. She is unable to stop glaring at me every time she sees me… she’ll get over it! :D Hopefully…

A-Raad Blog 4

On another rant, the pretentious. People who think there better than the majority of others. Maybe they got money; maybe they got clothes or own 6 hummers and 37 flat screen televisions. I over heard some couple at an art museum, figures, looking at a painting of a woman of Asian decent. I heard “this is very memoirs of a geisha-esque”. Only thing I can say is fuck you. If you didn’t know, esque is derived from François, which I mean come not only is French, but look at the ‘c’ in François. The French do it to me every time. I went to France once. It was fucking awful. They wouldn’t let us bring food or beverage to our hotel room. In France you drink in clubs or bars and munchies are not allowed. Listen France, I know I don’t speak French, but don’t be an asshole because of this. “You come to our country and expect us to speak your language, we are France fuck your language”. Doesn’t mean you can’t point me to the metro bastard. Too pretentious to help. That’s why you’re not on the coalition of the willing. Actually Afghanistan is on the coalition of the willing. Aren’t we fighting them? It’s all fucked. The world is shit. Capitalism is everywhere. Making the rich just that more pretentious. The mentality is, make hella money eventually own every corporation and than you can take over the world. Like dr. evil once said,” muahahaha”. All right speaking of our economy, why isn’t weed legal? Makes you hella money, capitalism, and is safe as fuck. Be logical America it’s just a plant that makes you feel bomb. It’s medicinal. Actually now you can fly from sf or Oakland with up to 8 OUNCES of mary jahhneee. At your own risk. Damn.

Josh Abrams - Kids & TV today

Josh Abrams

Childhood TV

When I was a lad, which was last week, I would watch lots cartoons on TV like any other kid born into our technological age. My favorite shows were Hey Arnold!, Doug, Batman Beyond, and many more. I liked these shows not only because they were entertaining, but also because they taught morality in ways that my feeble mind could absorb while watching the lights on the screen. I have seen the shows that the kids now watch and am disappointed to see that the intelligent shows I grew up with have been replaced with shows that are no more than epileptic stylized randomness for 23 minutes. What kids are watching these days is beyond ridiculous. Spongebob tackles Patrick into a vat of cream cheese then turns into a hot air balloon and destroys Squidward’s house...again. Where is the grain of value in that? I just find it sad that kids are going to grow up as spastic as the characters they watch. I know this because I know kids like to pretend to be their favorite characters because I did the same thing when I was little. I used to pretend to be thomas the tank engine and a power ranger, I actually still pretend to be a power ranger on every other sunday, but at least the characters I emulated had more intrinsic value after you take away all the silliness. I’m just worried that the kids who watch the cartoons that are out now are going to grow up and be coked up spazz lords.

College Ten by Mike Madden

Being a student means that you are going to experience many new things. You might hear some new sounds that you have never heard such as moaning coming from the bathroom or new curse words that you never knew existed like, "Son of a Biscuit!" Some of the experiences will leave you in a moment, just like when Hillary Clinton ran for office. Other experiences will stick with you, just like when Bill Clinton cheated on Hillary Clinton. Nonetheless, I had the honor of experiencing a life changing situation, and I would love to tell all of you about it. It was just the other day when I was walking to my car and heard a horrible sound. It was coming from a College Ten dorm building and it sounded just like what sex addicts like to call the "BIG O." But it sounded like the girl was the one really getting it. The boy, if there even was one, must have had some very animalistic qualities to provoke such a sound from the girl. I imagine he had hair everyone on his body, including the arches of his feet. His odor would have to be quite pungent, like that of a dog turd lit on fire by a magnifying glass. I continue to walk down the sidewalk and the sound of sex slowly fades away into the horizon. I was, in my own mind, officially in the clear! But then, from out of no where, a smell hits me! A smell that is quite strong and edgy to say the least. It was the smell of marijuana. God! I love Santa Cruz! Gotta love the wonderful transitions you can find around this campus. Quite honestly, I feel that smoking pot is just fucking disgusting. It would be kind of like smoking a cigarette out of a skunk's asshole. I don't find the appeal, but then again, who I am to say. I watch Oprah. Religiously.