Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Well, If March is Gonna Be All Mine, I Might As Well Say Something Interesting/Fill it With Nonsense/I Have Many Exams Rapidly Approaching
In addition to the summer plans I so carefully illustrated at Christmastime (which should always be one word), I would like one evening where we have a board game championship lasting all night and into the morning, ending with a trip to Pittock Mansion to watch the sunrise, perhaps followed by a longer hike in Forest Park, which would be quite beautiful at dawn.
I HATE Business Majors
they should not be in college. they should not be given a degree.
I work in the library. business majors don't know how to use the library, they have never wanted to know. this is why they are business majors. so usually i don't have to deal with them. this makes me happy. occassionally, one of their professors-really stop and ask yourself what kind of person is a business professor. it makes no sense- puts something on reserve. I can't tell if this is done ironically or not. i hope so. i hope these professors are just very disillusioned, self-hating people whose only joy in life is watching these 'students' jump through hoops and not realize what absurd jokes they are. the following is an excerpt from one of their 'readings', "Chapter 5 Cost Behavior: Analysis and Use":
'Memorize the elements of the equation Y=a+bX. You need to understand this equation to complete most of the homework exercises and problems.'
AAAAAHHHHHH! I hate them all. Notre Dame is regularly a top 20 school, and somehow our business school is supposed #3. (I am dubious of the former and disgusted by the latter.) This is for a 200-level accountancy course. They are learning something we all know from 6th grade. I hate them all. Really and truly. This is not a joke. I hate them.
I work in the library. business majors don't know how to use the library, they have never wanted to know. this is why they are business majors. so usually i don't have to deal with them. this makes me happy. occassionally, one of their professors-really stop and ask yourself what kind of person is a business professor. it makes no sense- puts something on reserve. I can't tell if this is done ironically or not. i hope so. i hope these professors are just very disillusioned, self-hating people whose only joy in life is watching these 'students' jump through hoops and not realize what absurd jokes they are. the following is an excerpt from one of their 'readings', "Chapter 5 Cost Behavior: Analysis and Use":
'Memorize the elements of the equation Y=a+bX. You need to understand this equation to complete most of the homework exercises and problems.'
AAAAAHHHHHH! I hate them all. Notre Dame is regularly a top 20 school, and somehow our business school is supposed #3. (I am dubious of the former and disgusted by the latter.) This is for a 200-level accountancy course. They are learning something we all know from 6th grade. I hate them all. Really and truly. This is not a joke. I hate them.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Happy Easter!
Did you know only 76% of Americans believe in eating the ears first? Who are these other 24% I want them out of my goddamn country!
Thursday, March 20, 2008
The Year of the Potato!
I was never invited to join the potato blog, even though I'm the mostest Irish one of all of us, so I'm telling you all here and now that it is the year of the potato as deemed by the good folks at the United Nations. (Come now, they mean well.) I want a 21 potato-gun salute to honor the finest of the starches:
"It is the world's fourth-most-important food crop, after maize, wheat and rice. It provides more calories, more quickly, using less land and in a wider range of climates than any other plant. It is, of course, the potato." So says The Economist. So says I, greatest of all potato mashers.
"It is the world's fourth-most-important food crop, after maize, wheat and rice. It provides more calories, more quickly, using less land and in a wider range of climates than any other plant. It is, of course, the potato." So says The Economist. So says I, greatest of all potato mashers.
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