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The AZN Wolverine: January 2007

Friday, January 26, 2007

give it a shot

trivia of the day: name eight pro teams (NFL, NBA, MLB, NHL) that don't have "s" as the last letter (i.e. pistons)

i'd put the answer in black text, but i don't like cheaters or lazy people, so you'll have to flex your mind.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

ignorance is bliss

"In the evening after we had come to an anchor the deck was illuminated with lanterns, and this picturesque band of sylphs, tricked out with flowers, and dressed in robes of varigated tappa, got up a ball in great style. These females are passionately fond of dancing, and in the wild grace and spirit of their style excel everything that I have ever seen. The varied dances of the Marquesan girls are beautiful in the extreme, but there is an abandoned voluptuousness in their character which I dare not attempt to describe.

Our ship was now wholly given up to every species of riot and debauchery. Not the feeblest barrier was interposed between the unholy passions of the crew and their unlimited gratification. The grossest licentiousness and the most shameful inebrity prevailed, with occasional and but short-lived interruptions, through the whole period of her stay. Alas for the poor savages when exposed to the influence of these polluting examples! Unsophisticated and confiding, they are easily led into every vice, and humanity weeps over the ruin thus remorselessly inflicted upon them by their European civilizers. Thrice happy are they who, inhabiting some yet undiscovered island in the midst of the ocean, have never been brought into contaminating contact with the white man."

"The patriarch-sovereign of Tior was a man very far advanced in his years; but though age had bowed his form and rendered him almost decrepid, his gigantic frame retained all its original magnitude and grandeur of appearance. He advanced slowly and with evident pain, assisting his tottering steps with the heavy war-spear he held in his hand, and attended by a group of grey-bearded chiefs, on one of whom he occasionally leaned for support. The admiral came forward with head uncovered and extended his hand, while the old king saluted him by a stately flourish of his weapon. The next moment they stood side by side, these two extremes of the social scale, - the polished, splendid Frenchman, and the poor tattooed savage. They were both tall and noble-looking men; but in other respects how strikingly contrasted! De Petit Thouars exhibited upon his personal all the paraphernalia of his naval rank. He wore a richly decorated admiral's frock-coat, a laced chapeau bras, and upon his breast were a variety of ribbons and orders; while the simple islander, with the exception of a slight cincture about his loins, appeared in all the nakedness of nature.

At what an immeasurable distance, thought I, are these two beings removed from each other. In the one is shown the result of long centuries of progressive civilization and refinement, which have gradually converted the mere creature into the semblance of all that is elevated and grand; while the other, after the lapse of the same period, has not advanced one step in the career of improvement.

'Yet, after all,' quoth I to myself, 'insensible as he is to a thousand wants, and removed from harassing cares, may not the savage be the happier man of the two?'"

- Herman Melville, Typee: A Peep at Polynesian Life

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

oh hell no

oh my god. i've turned into a myspace stalker. i've begun to request friend adds of girls i don't know based solely on their hotness. i randomly ran into the absolute most gorgeous girl i've ever seen, on myspace. gah. yeah, they're friends of my cousins, but that doesn't mean there's any degree of acquaintanceship there because for all i know they're just their random friends. what does this mean?

that i think cali and las vegas girls are goregous? well, yeah. of course.

that from now on i'm going to use these girls as my motivation to work out? definitely.

but it still distrubs and perturbs me. these are the types of people i like to humiliate. this is the last type of person i want to become. i have to delete my space before it's too late and i become too corrupted by this fucking cesspool.

myspace is the dark side. reach for the light.

"You must unlearn what you have learned. Once you start down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny, consume you it will."

"The dark side of the Force are they. Easily they flow, quick to join you in a fight."

- Yoda

fuck myspace (click here)