1. Having my own room is nice. (The last 4 years I've shared a room with one guy or another)
2. Knowing your roommate before moving in with him is a big plus.
3. I've tried to teach my roommate to be a winner, but he continues to lose at his computer games...I guess awesomeness doesn't rub off...
4. It's easier to talk via "Ventrilo" (a computer voice-chat program) than simply shouting. So, while both our doors are wide open, we communicate by talking to each other through our computers.
5. Lacking a television, opening the blinds and people-watching has become one of my pastimes, especially during dinner.
6. Lacking a table, the couch has become the place to eat meals. We turned it towards the windows so we could sit, eat, and watch people all at the same time. Multitasking for the win.
~The Piebald Penguin
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
I Had A Dream...
I had a dream last night that was nearly a nightmare. You see, in the dream, I had arrived back on campus for my last semester of college. Yet, I could sense that there was something wrong with that picture. I found myself in the cafeteria, wandering about and letting people cut me in line. Then, I remembered that I would need a job to pay for all my expenses. So, I tried talking to the cafeteria ladies about hiring me. They weren't helpful.
The realization that I had moved down to college with nothing, save for the clothes on my back, and had no place to stay came next. I made my way to the library, where I used to work, hoping that they would hire me. But they couldn't because I didn't have a work study award.
I was becoming increasingly worried about my semester when I discovered that I didn't even know which classes I needed to sign up for. I racked my brain trying to remember what I hadn't finished in the previous semester but to no avail.
I think that was the straw that broke the camel's back and woke me up. I was safely tucked away in my bed. But it took me several seconds before I remembered that I had, in fact, graduated this past semester. Perhaps my mind is trying to tell me that it misses college life. Alternately, I could just be slipping further and further down the crazy train.
~The Piebald Penguin
The realization that I had moved down to college with nothing, save for the clothes on my back, and had no place to stay came next. I made my way to the library, where I used to work, hoping that they would hire me. But they couldn't because I didn't have a work study award.
I was becoming increasingly worried about my semester when I discovered that I didn't even know which classes I needed to sign up for. I racked my brain trying to remember what I hadn't finished in the previous semester but to no avail.
I think that was the straw that broke the camel's back and woke me up. I was safely tucked away in my bed. But it took me several seconds before I remembered that I had, in fact, graduated this past semester. Perhaps my mind is trying to tell me that it misses college life. Alternately, I could just be slipping further and further down the crazy train.
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| The Piebald Penguin on day 1 of his college career |
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Hit the Deck!
Today we're hear to talk about childhood memories. You know, those things that you make when you're not old enough to drive. Or the ones that you make when you haven't figured out that the world is a cruel, heartless place. Ok, I'm not hear to get in a philosophical debate with you about the memories that may or may not have caused you irreparable damage and forever ruined your chances at a normal life. I have one memory that I want to share right now.
It starts with collecting the right materials. First, you need a ceiling fan. You see, where I grew up, every room had one of these. Next, you need these little small action figure dudes known as "Z-Bots". They were small plastic robots that could move their arms (manually), and that's about it. Then you need some normal, ordinary scotch tape. Nothing special, nothing much, just those three things. Of course, it helps if you have a bunk bed that allows you easy access to the ceiling fan.
Once you have the items, you crawl up on your bunk bed (the top bed), reach up to the fan and tape the Z-Bots to the tops of the fan blades (one for each blade). Then you want to climb down from the bed and look around for some cover (pillows or something). The fun begins when you turn the fan on high power and run for cover. Why do I say run for cover? Because when the fan hits its stride, the plastic toys fly from the fan blades, and it's anyone's guess as to where they're going.
It brings me a lot of joy to remember those days of shooting Z-Bots off our fan with my brother. :)
~The Piebald Penguin
It starts with collecting the right materials. First, you need a ceiling fan. You see, where I grew up, every room had one of these. Next, you need these little small action figure dudes known as "Z-Bots". They were small plastic robots that could move their arms (manually), and that's about it. Then you need some normal, ordinary scotch tape. Nothing special, nothing much, just those three things. Of course, it helps if you have a bunk bed that allows you easy access to the ceiling fan.
Once you have the items, you crawl up on your bunk bed (the top bed), reach up to the fan and tape the Z-Bots to the tops of the fan blades (one for each blade). Then you want to climb down from the bed and look around for some cover (pillows or something). The fun begins when you turn the fan on high power and run for cover. Why do I say run for cover? Because when the fan hits its stride, the plastic toys fly from the fan blades, and it's anyone's guess as to where they're going.
It brings me a lot of joy to remember those days of shooting Z-Bots off our fan with my brother. :)
~The Piebald Penguin
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
A Math Laugh
Math Laugh almost rhymes. Of course, if you consider that almost means it doesn't rhyme, then "back gorilla" almost rhymes too...
Anyways, here's a comic strip for everyone to enjoy.
Anyways, here's a comic strip for everyone to enjoy.
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| From XKCD by Bill Amend |
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Levity
Dear readers,
I must apologize for the last two months (or more) worth of blog posts. Not only have they been inconsistent, but they have not been nearly as funny and light-hearted as I would have liked. One of my original goals with this blog was to bring levity to a world that is way too serious about itself. In order to rectify this problem, I ask that you watch the video posted below. My friends and I do like to have on occasion...
Perhaps you just had to be there...
I must apologize for the last two months (or more) worth of blog posts. Not only have they been inconsistent, but they have not been nearly as funny and light-hearted as I would have liked. One of my original goals with this blog was to bring levity to a world that is way too serious about itself. In order to rectify this problem, I ask that you watch the video posted below. My friends and I do like to have on occasion...
Perhaps you just had to be there...
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
The Diet of a Bachelor
Tonight I have a very special topic to discuss with you, fair readers. That topic is diet. Specifically, the balanced diet of a bachelor.
Now, my readers are undoubtedly not all bachelor's so there will be some explanations to compliment the list.
1. Beer (A bachelor's house without beer is a sacrilege to mankind. It is necessary.)
2. Beef (Beef is the staple meat that every man must, by his nature, love. Other meats are good too, but beef is foremost among them. A man cannot live long without the succulent flesh of a dead cow.)
3. Pasta (Pasta covers everything else that the man needs to eat. Why? Because it's incredibly cheap and easy to make. Water, milk, butter, and the box of pasta. It may not be the most substantial meal ever, but it does the trick in a bind.)
That's it. Soda is good if you're a computer gaming nerd/geek bachelor (most bachelors fall into this category by definition). However, it is secondary to beer as liquids go.
I hope this can be used to enlighten the world to the life of a bachelor. Also, should you be looking to send me gifts, for whatever reason, these things will always be at the top of my list...so now you know!
~The Piebald Penguin
Now, my readers are undoubtedly not all bachelor's so there will be some explanations to compliment the list.
1. Beer (A bachelor's house without beer is a sacrilege to mankind. It is necessary.)
2. Beef (Beef is the staple meat that every man must, by his nature, love. Other meats are good too, but beef is foremost among them. A man cannot live long without the succulent flesh of a dead cow.)
3. Pasta (Pasta covers everything else that the man needs to eat. Why? Because it's incredibly cheap and easy to make. Water, milk, butter, and the box of pasta. It may not be the most substantial meal ever, but it does the trick in a bind.)
That's it. Soda is good if you're a computer gaming nerd/geek bachelor (most bachelors fall into this category by definition). However, it is secondary to beer as liquids go.
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| I am so glad I don't have that many crazy women chasing me. Being a bachelor has its perks. :) |
I hope this can be used to enlighten the world to the life of a bachelor. Also, should you be looking to send me gifts, for whatever reason, these things will always be at the top of my list...so now you know!
~The Piebald Penguin
Monday, July 25, 2011
Call Me Crazy
The Adventures of The Piebald Penguin: Part 1 (4?, 5?, 6?)
The Piebald Penguin and his faithful sidekick, Goraxypox, went to a small pizzeria a few nights ago. Obviously to eat pizza. It's nice having a sidekick who likes pizza almost as much as me. Anyways, we went exploring (on Google) and found a place that got good reviews. We gathered our energy for the great trek to the car (almost gave my sidekick a heart-attack...too much exercise for one day), then launched ourselves onto the state road. After a short, uneventful drive (I managed to make all the correct turns!), we arrived at our eatery, got a table and began looking at the menu. Like any good sidekick, Goraxypox let me decide what we would be eating that evening. However, before I could decide, our waitress showed up. Let's just be modest and say she was attractive. Harmless flirting ensued between our young superhero and the super-waitress. I ordered a Barcelona pizza (Canadian bacon, pepperoni, and salami) for the both of us and a beer (Mack and Jack) for myself. Sadly, I didn't build up the courage to ask for number, but I was close. If I hadn't started spilling things over myself and acting like a fool (a common occurrence around pretty girls), then maybe things would have been different.
Stay tuned for more adventures from The Piebald Penguin and his sidekick Goraxypox!
~TPP
The Piebald Penguin and his faithful sidekick, Goraxypox, went to a small pizzeria a few nights ago. Obviously to eat pizza. It's nice having a sidekick who likes pizza almost as much as me. Anyways, we went exploring (on Google) and found a place that got good reviews. We gathered our energy for the great trek to the car (almost gave my sidekick a heart-attack...too much exercise for one day), then launched ourselves onto the state road. After a short, uneventful drive (I managed to make all the correct turns!), we arrived at our eatery, got a table and began looking at the menu. Like any good sidekick, Goraxypox let me decide what we would be eating that evening. However, before I could decide, our waitress showed up. Let's just be modest and say she was attractive. Harmless flirting ensued between our young superhero and the super-waitress. I ordered a Barcelona pizza (Canadian bacon, pepperoni, and salami) for the both of us and a beer (Mack and Jack) for myself. Sadly, I didn't build up the courage to ask for number, but I was close. If I hadn't started spilling things over myself and acting like a fool (a common occurrence around pretty girls), then maybe things would have been different.
Stay tuned for more adventures from The Piebald Penguin and his sidekick Goraxypox!
~TPP
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| Left to right: Spiffinator, The Piebald Penguin, and Goraxypox (assuming we were...you know...superheroes). |
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