Archive for October, 2005

Royal Oil

I’ve been back in town since 3:40ish or so, but I just didn’t feel like blogging right away.

The tour was nice, much better than two years ago. Last time we went we are all herded into a large group, no personal levels, and shoveled along. This time we got broken down into small groups, each to a different building, then we got to talk one on one with professors in the degrees we want. I plan to keep my double major in WDMD and CIS, especially since the classes overlap like crazy.

Even though the town sucks, the campus isn’t bad. I think I’ll find ways to keep myself occupied and entertained. I still need to type my personal statement, I’ll probably do that in a little bit.

We left the campus after seeing the dorms.

Took 3 hours and a pitstop but we made it home. I originally was supposed to hang with Jacki, but Lisa came into town. So I was supposed to hang out with Lisa & Tina, but they had to cancel because of a party. I called up Jacki but her mom wouldn’t let her go anywhere. I was boned, I had nothing to do. I remembered though that the Kemper Center Haunted House was going on, so I went and worked there.

We made a lady piss her pants, then some girl punched me in the crotch on accident. It was a lot of fun, we kept scaring each other, I tickled Lauren and she ended up kneeing me in the chin. The scariest part was when I would follow people and they’d walk up the steps…they’d say “Hi Matt” and know who I was…but I didn’t know who the hell they were. Camile (SP?) even noticed that people seemed to know my name and say “Hi”. I did, however, see the one girl who used to go to POA and we hung out before. I’ve hardly seen her, only random times at random places.

Well I’m off with my sore throat.

Yum, Cocolote

Morning, morning. I like this; waking up at 7, strolling down to the hotel lobby with my lappy and drinking HOT COCO and reading my RSS feeds.

We met some girls last night, they invited Brian and I into the hot tub, so of course we went in. They were pretty cute, their names were Brittany, Brittany, Emily, and Kirsten; they’re from Waukesha. We’ll be seeing them on the college tour, they mentioned they plan on going here.

Oh I forgot to tell, Brian and I spent 6-7pm sitting in KMart entertaining ourselves.

We should be leaving around 3ish and back in town at 6ish. When I get home Lisa has a black and lime green suprise me. I am scared of what it is because they always do this kind of thing when I am around when she is in town. Before for my birthday at the campground, a few years ago, she gave me a bag with ridiculous things in it even 2 year old candy. Yea, she’s odd but awesome.

The shower here was flippin’ awesome. The shower head had like 30 little spouts and then the stream was soft. Yea, I like this hotel.

Stevents Point

I’m in Stevens Point right now in the lobby using the wonder unencrypted WiFi. Luckily I downloaded Google’s wireless tool, meant for their servers, which encrypts and safes up your waves. Brian’s dicking around with his phone, its pretty dull here, but there is a pretty cute girl standing infront of us. I’m pretty hungry but I don’t know where there is any food.

THERE IS ALSO A TV IN THE CRAPPER ROOM.

Well, we’re about to head out and find something to do because we have absolutely nothing to do in this God forsaken hotel.

Maybe I’ll just read some news orrrr just rad some WikiSource stoof.

Stevents Point

I’m in Stevens Point right now in the lobby using the wonder unencrypted WiFi. Luckily I downloaded Google’s wireless tool, meant for their servers, which encrypts and safes up your waves. Brian’s dicking around with his phone, its pretty dull here, but there is a pretty cute girl standing infront of us. I’m pretty hungry but I don’t know where there is any food.

THERE IS ALSO A TV IN THE CRAPPER ROOM.

Well, we’re about to head out and find something to do because we have absolutely nothing to do in this God forsaken hotel.

Maybe I’ll just read some news orrrr just rad some WikiSource stoof.

“Inferior By Design”

“Inferior By Design”

This site is ridiculous, it is a sexist pig minded blog by two men who feel women are inferior to women.

In their “About” section they describe why they made the blog:

One sunny day, 2 men were on their way to lunch when they noticed a woman driving like a moron. One of the men said, “Wow, women can’t drive for shit.” The other man responded with, “It’s because they are inferior and just designed that way.” All of a sudden it happened. Inferior By Design was born and given the slogan “It’s not your fault.”

Then it goes on to say men prefer a women who “wears an arpon” and cooks all day; I sure as hell wouldn’t.

They go on to call all women prostitutes.

It’s filth.

Since we’re on the subject of equal rights, lets remind women that they are not equal. You may believe the MTV hype that women are empowered, but lets get real. You’re about as capable as a monkey, meaning you can only achieve what we’ll let you or teach you.

Anyone else outraged?

Infact, here is my letter I sent to them:

I know you love hate mail, as does almost any blogger who pushes the edge. But you’re posts are ridiculous and have to backing statement. In the article “Scouting for ‘Camel Toads’ at pool” you claim the women, and others, are ’stupid’ and inferior. How? Because a mother is caring about her child, because she is concerned? So what if she isn’t very inclined with slang, most adults aren’t.

Oh and know why girls hold out sex? (Reference to “Prostitute”) Because of men, like you, who just want sex. Men try to control women in all ways, and that is the only way women can control men. I don’t see how that makes them a prostitute because the only way they can get a nice thing from their significant other is by sex. Maybe if you learned how to treat them right you wouldn’t have to do that, ever think of that.

Cheers, you dolts

Matt (nmdmatt)

Just Don’t Quite Understand.

I posted a bulletin on MySpace earlier this night, it was in response to the growing ‘Southern’ pride I have seen going on in our town.

I don’t get this thing with ‘Southern Pride’. What is there to have pride in? Did you actually live in the South? Is part of your family even from the South?

Do you see people from be ‘North’ going “Woo go Union”. You call it heritage, not hate, but by you holding on to that old value you still carry the hate.

You carry what seperates this nation, you carry ancient ideals. You hold pride in a certain part of this nation which suspended itself from this nation in an effort to keep together a capitalist economy based on slavery. Sure that’s great they fought for their beliefs and life style, but it’s over now, and its been a long time.

Why do you still tote your Confederate Flags? If it is so-called heritage, go back. If you love the south, why do you live in the north.

I know kids and people who have never lived in the south nor have they even had past generations live there. I know people who’s great great grand relatives probably fought for the North in the war because they lived here and yet they’re still holding on to this useless pride.

It isn’t heritage, it is still a hate and violence.

I probably made a few people mad, but know what, it’s the truth.

And get a response with…

So dont go dis the people with TRUE southern pride, maybe you should talk about the ones who fake it.

But they failed to describe what ‘Southern’ pride truely is, only stating that there are ‘niggers’ down there and if it was really hate they wouldn’t be down there.

Further on the person explains that a highschool in my town has a bunchf of ‘niggers’ because they act like they can do whatever they want and that they feel we owe them something. I understand where they are comming from. There are people who pull the race card, because that is what they’re taught, racism is a two sided issue we all need to work on it and not say its the others fault. Regardless your nationality or skin colour you don’t deserve anymore right to be free than anyone else.

They go further, again, to explain that due to a dramatic incident they had with a black person they have a right to become racist, due to one encounter, with one person.

Do I deserve the right to be racist against whites because a lot of them piss me off? Do I deserve the right to be racist against Mexicans because I had a bad encouter with one person?

Protecting the Presidential Seal. No Joke. - New York Times

Protecting the Presidential Seal. No Joke. - New York Times

Opression of Freedoms of Speech? Yes.

They’ve used the excuse that The Onion abused the Presidential Seal by showing a picture of the president on a stand that had the seal.

“is not to be used in connection with commercial ventures or products in any way that suggests presidential support or endorsement.”

Except the online version of The Onion is free, which is not a commercial venture nor product.

So lets spend our taxes on attacking The Onion, a purposely amusing newspaper!

Boing Boing: Principal says students can’t keep blogs or MySpace profiles

Boing Boing: Principal says students can’t keep blogs or MySpace profiles

Catholics attack MySpace and Blogs.

A private, Catholic, school in New Jersey has issued that any student whohas a MySpace or access to any public personal profiles or blogs maybe be subject to suspension.

Most schools just block access at school, but this reaches into the personal sector of students, I am sure to notify EFF about this.

The main reason the school is doing this is to “protect’ their students.

VOA News - US Civil Rights Icon Dies at Age 92

VOA News - US Civil Rights Icon Dies at Age 92

One of the greatest peoples of our time has passed away. The frail old woman who once refused to give up her bus seat has passed.

She is, personally, one of my heroes. She was a nobody but helped launch a massive Civil Rights movement, this should be inspiring to all.

We all know her story, so I won’t repeat it.

She’s recieved honoary university degrees and other awards from civil rights organizations, even a street is named after her in Detroit.

“a person who wanted to be free and wanted others to be free.”

Is how Rosa Parks said she wanted to be remembered during a 1984 radio interview.

That’s life

Today was a nice and relaxing day, not hectic, not fun, not busy, just…nice.

The morning was all meshed and seemed to go by quick, yet slow. I left a little late but got to school at the same time nonetheless. Geology was suprisingly easy to keep attention to, especially since we played Farkle.

Art was all right, be basically slacked off because our class got everything done.

Math was…ugh. We did this new stuff that made sense but all the sudden last minute she laid this harder crap down and no one would shut up which made it even harder to figure out what was going on.

Psych was the best, we talked about development, influences from different cultures, and human nature. Ty and I agreed on a bunch of things, he called me Doctor Phil; I still don’t know why.

I came home and rode over to Brian’s, I won’t be able to do that in a little while. We should be moving in about 2 weeks.

Wow it feels wierd having an actual blog finally.