I have never despised the human race more than I do right now.

Once again, Dr. Farohki's ignorance instills rage within me. He spent 15-20 minutes today chastising our entire Aerodynamics class because 3 of us (including me) couldn't remember the word, "adiabatic". The question he asked was vague, but that's beside the point. The real kicker of the situation was how he managed to insult every student's work ethic, while simultaneously announcing the superior study habits he had as a student.

Up until this point, I would just let it slide for sake of ignorance, but he had to take it a step further. He just had to go and claim that he was so sympathetic and understanding of the junior class' plight. He even went so far as to say that all the faculty were being more than generous because they moved tests dates around. He may have the god-given ability to teach aerodynamics extraordinarily well, but he is definitively a pompous ass.

The White House administration spent 30 minutes Wednesday pandering to the leader of the thug wing of the Chinese government, praising him for ignoring North Korea's nuclear ambitions, commending them for going to space, being encouraged because they want to move forward.

The Chinese response?

"Why aren't you agreeing with our decision to eradicate the oldest democracy in Asia? 'Adhere' to our 'one-China' policy and help us destroy Taiwan! You evil capitalist scum!"

I couldn't think of a more perfectly analogous conversation myself.

U.S. Economy went up 19.2% this quarter. The biggest jump in 19 years. There is no way the media dwells on this, because heaven forbid something that sheds a positive light on the Bush administration.

I'd like to say I'm happy for everybody because society benifts from growing economies and all that junk, but honestly, I just want a job when I graduate.

UPDATE: CNBC sites the more modest annuated rate. They also manage to complain about how socks didn't go up today, claim that there is no way this could last, spend 10 paragraphs on companies that didn't do as well as they thought they would, and spend 200 words squawking up mutual fund scandals and the end of the economic world as we know it. You can hardly tell that something great has been happening for 3 months.

In my ever-widening knowledge base, I discovered one fact that makes me totally awesome. I share a birthday with the B-17 Flying Fortress! We were both born on July 28 (assuming first flight is the aircraft equivalent of being born).

That's right, some people hem and haw over which movie stars and athletes share their birthday, but not me. I dwell in the knowledge that I share my special day with a 27-ton behemoth capable of dropping more than 6,000 pounds of carnage inducing joy!

We all know I didn't do a damn thing. But what about the anti-TOG's of the world? What were they up to?

Because of the rapid, massive poliferation of all things TOG, my arch-enemy's numbers are decreasing, so it took a bit of snooping to figure out where they were. But alas, I have discovered the weekend activities. Behold the ridiculousness of them:

my personal comments are not required at this time, because seriously, don't you already know what I'm going to say?

I do however, encourage you all to mock them with every fiber of your beings. Please post your tounge lashing here so I can enjoy their pain.

hat tip: D Shulman over @ Little Green Footballs. Bravo!

Once again, ye gods of sport saw justice done today, when the Marlins smote those overpaid pinstriped cry babies. Meaning for the 3rd staight year, TOG's second favorite baseball team won the World Series.

Three Cheers for the "not-the-yankees"!

Hip, hip...?

anybody...please?

...Bueller?

...Bueller?

After 3 months, 2 weeks, and 2 days, I finally made it back home. So I'm posting this via the 'rents computer in all it's Windows 98 glory. But that's not what I'm typing to tell you about, I'm posting this at 1:30 in the a.m. to let you all know that I now have another child-o-blog.

So props to my old friend Kristi (old as in friends for more than 1 year, not as in you are old, because...well...nevermind, please don't kill me) and her blog delightful delirium. I'll add it to my little blog book as soon as I shake this self-induced case of laziness, which has come about because I'm at home on fall break, thus bring this post full circle.

To in conclusion, (cue special Ed from Crank Yankers):

Yea! Yea! Fall Break, Yea!

just to clear a few things up about the not so infamous phrase:

and if you still don't get it: watch and be amazed

My reason to live on tuesday's is now gone. Tuesday Morning Quarterback was the sole joy on a horrible day of the week, but now ESPN has taken it away and all because somebody got hypersensitive about somebody else's miscontrued wording from Gregg's 2nd job writing for the New Republic.

I want my TMQ back and I'll letter write like hell to get it.

nothing of interest is happening today, so we'll revist one of the best quotes I've ever heard.

Date: sometime ago
Conversation:

Hurd: All you base are belong to us!
Rob: That is suck.

That's my roommate in the background eyeing the "cans"

Also, there is an article on the front page of today's UDK that says the Student Senate just pledged to pay Michael Moore 15,000 dollars to make a speech on campus. 15,000! I can't find a link to the article on the website, but I'll keep looking. Rest assured that this will not stand, not while my 400 sum odd dollars are at risk of being consumed by a lying, conceited, advocate for all personal threats to my freedom.

UPDATE: Here's the link. hat tip: gjoe

*4:00 a.m. I drudgely haul myself out of Learned Hall to go home, do some homework, and maybe get a hour or two of sleep*

area man, from other side of street: Hey, is the Library still open?!
Me, to self: Just ignore the drunken bastard
area man: Hey you! did you just come out of a building or something?
Me: Yeah, Learned.
area man: wow, it's open?
Me: 24/7/363
area man: what?...oh umm...what were you doing?
Me, unlocking my bike: homework.
area man: what class?
Me, getting on bike: Aerodynamics
area man: Dude, that's fucked up!

Boo-yah! I actually induced a DTFU: level 3 from somebody I didn't even know. Behold the power of me!

reprinted without permission, please don't sue

I got my 2nd aerodynamics test back today, and damn, I almost want to have sex with myself. After posting a career low 52% on the first test, I came back with avengence. I smacked that white trash lady around to the tune of a 92%, higher than all but 2 of my classmates. And that pie in the sky question I told you all about Friday? I was the only one in the class to get it all right.

Dr. Farohki's comments say it all:

Last test: "Your math skills are weak, you need to spend time working on them", "Wrong!" (with the exclamation mark), "this is not right"

This test: "Excellent", "This is very good logic", "Well explained"

Can a brother get a boo-yah!?!

Happy 21 to Hullman, official cross-hall neighbor and bestest aerospace buddy.

and I'm sorry that we have a buttload of school work to do that prevents you from getting your butt loaded.

[this post appears as part of miniluv's positive blogging week]

Earlier today, I took my second aerodynamics test, and remarkable it all made sense. The first test took me the entire 60 minutes we had, and I still didn't have answers for half the stuff. Today however, I finished the same number of problems in 40 minutes, and had reasonable answer to every problem, most of which I beleive to be correct. I even nailed the pie in the sky theorectical question Dr. Farohki loves so very much. I'm also nearly done with my first stuctures design project. And I'm now slowly but surely mastering Aero-Cadd.

So overall, today was a good day to be me.

[this post appears as part of miniluv's positive blogging week]

a few encouraging thoughts I'm having:

My life doesn't suck, even though I complain a lot. It could always be worse. I have a place to live, and food to eat. I know that I've got family that thinks about me every day. I also know in 2 short years, I will be living in a large city, getting paid to design and build multi-million dollar airplanes. And that's the one thing that I have wanted to do since I was 9 years old.

I may be trying one of the most ambitious feats known to man, but I've got one hell of a safety net.

[this post appears as part of miniluv's positive blogging week]

Due to the nature of blogging and the human mind, we all tend focus on negatives much more than they deserve, so I'm going to spend a little time thinking of the good stuff happening right now.

1. For the 1st time since school started, I don't have a 550 report due this week. And that makes me happy

2. Things are going well in Iraq, contrary to what you may think

3. I may not have to drive myself to Springfield to see friends, I could be getting a ride with Mucci. So there is a double shot of awesomeness

Well after a week of smack talking to Valerie about how bad my Atlanta Braves would wipe the face of the earth with her Chi-town Cubbies, I am thoroughly enjoying an 168-hour marinated foot with a side of Granny "how do ya like them," Smith apples.

It also looks like I will be chopped down from my one week reign as evil underlord of MDFP: presented by theRANT, the official sport of TOG. Much smack was talked in the previous week also.

Bjork the strangle hold of Karma on the world of sports!

I can't be the only one annoyed by this, but It really irks me when I here commericals or color comentary for various sports and they casual mention that the players are bending/breaking the laws of physics/gravity.

Aside from the fact that it's impossible, and the shear premise of views the prinicples of the universe as "laws", those statements are faulty in their own system.

If you're competing in the X-Games and you're flying around on whatever wheeled contraption you like, it's gravity and friction that make it possible. If you're going up and down the vert ramp, it's gravity that propels you downward which gives you the kinetic engergy to fling you self up again.

If you're bowling, and you're throwing wicked curve, you're not bending physics. The reason you're not throwing gutter balls is because the force of friction of the spinning ball is opposing the lateral component of it's velocity. This contant force, allows your ball to curve its way back, and it's all because of the principles of impulse-momentum and Newton.

So there you go, stop attempting to distort the way the world works for the sake of retardly clever pop-culture cliche.

Today is TOG's 1st birthday. One year ago today, I started this blog over at blogspot after following Juby's and Mucci's for a long while. I started this sucker in the wee hours of October 2nd, 2003. 366 posts, 9043 unique visits, and countless insults later, we have comeup with a few facts:

I hate people
I'm too smart for my own good
I am still that other guy

From the normally krappy UnDoubtably Krap