Today some friends and I went downtown to visit historical sites for our history class. One site we went to was the Museum of Florida History, and outside Lisa and I saw a squirrel with a nut in its mouth. In this picture it looks like it’s sticking its tongue out. Cute!

A friend of mine pointed out to me that I live in the “panhandle” of Florida. If North Florida is the “panhandle” does that make Central and South Florida the “pan?”

So I noticed that aside from Louisiana, Florida and maybe a few others, none of the states have any special shape. Because of this, my Canadian friend and I redrew the map of the United States to depict what we think it should look like.

If you look closely you can see a guy looking at a screen with a rabbit, a rabbit-human and a chicken leg sitting around him.

Some days after dinner I take a walk around my neighborhood. On the days that I do I sometimes encounter a sullen middle-aged man pushing a stroller, in which is a naked baby boy wearing a cast that encompasses his entire upper body and legs. Maybe a few times a week I also see a young, round-bellied (pregnancy? stress-pounds?) woman accompanying them on their stroll. I’m no rocket scientist, but I’ve concluded that the woman and the man are the parents of the blond haired, blue-eyed child who is always smiling at me as I pass them by.

Every time I see the child I can’t help but wonder why he is in a cast. When I first saw him my first thought was “child abuse,” because the middle-aged man always wore a wretched look on his face, but now that hardly seems plausible, for what child-abusing parent would be allowed to keep the child whose back he or she has broken?

With child abuse out of consideration, I am out of reasonable explanations. Maybe someday I will gather up enough courage to confront the middle-aged man and ask him why his child is confined to a cast. I realize that the conversation we will have might be awkward, unsuccessful, or even somewhat depressing, but all of that is a small price to pay, because the chances that I will ever see these people in my normal, everyday life are close to none.

I got a tablet! It kicks [fanny].

I also downloaded Pencil. It’s a software used for creating traditional 2D animation and I must admit, it’s pretty addicting. So far I suck at using it, but I’ll practice. =D

Superfrowning rabbit:

Err… Youtube cut off the last second of my twosecondlong (=_=!!!) video so it doesn’t actually show the superfrown. Blahh.

This is my new favorite manga. It’s short, only 19 chapters. I read it in about a day. I highly recommend it. It’s quite creepy, and made my night.

Hey, yo. Let’s play a game called “GUESS WHAT KAY HAS BEEN UP TO LATELY.” Basically, I’m going to be listing things that I may have done over the summer and YOU have to pick which ones I did.

I have done exactly 9 of these bullets.

1. Watch Clannad
2. Watch Spice and Wolf
3. Watch School Rumble
4. Watch Shakugan no Shana
5. Watch Megan Wants a Millionaire
6. Go to Virginia to visit my first cousin once removed
7. Go to Tennessee
8. Eat at Le Bernardin
9. Eat at Bubba Gump Shrimping Company
10. Eat at Joe’s
11. Get an A in both Coding Theory and Biostatistics
12. Get an A in Coding Theory and a B in Biostatistics
13. Get an A- in Coding Theory and an A in Biostatistics
14. Study for quizbowl
15. Study for MAO
16. Study for JCL
17. Destroy Britannia
18. Rule Britannia
19. Britannia Rule the Day
20. Work on my Poker Face
21. Work on science fair
22. Work it *snap snap*
23. Meet up with Young
24. Meet up with Jenny
25. Meet with my demise

For a good math clue: The sum of the numbers add up to 99.

Shall we make this a competition? Post your guesses in the comment box belowww…

God, I was so angry today when I found out (500) Days of Summer wouldn’t be shown in any movie theaters in Pensacola. I almost popped a vein. This spawned a series of rages that included white people who think they know about your culture and white people who convert to fancy Eastern religions. Now, the current rage subject is Aviator glasses.

ATTENTION EVERYONE IN GODDAMN AMERICA: YOU ARE NOT INSTANTLY COOL FOR WEARING FUCKING HUGE GLASSES OR AVIATOR GLASSES! Seriously, why is the current fashion trend getting HUGE glasses. Ninety percent of the time it makes you look like a douchebag… bro. The other 10% of the time you’re automatically lumped into the other 90% because you even have them. What pisses me off more than the glasses themselves is how people who buy them act about them. Bitches who talk like: “Yeah, I like how these sort of wrap around my head so I can have 360 degree vision while I drive. They pretty much cost me $1000 and look amazing on me.” What’s also annoying is groups of people who buy these types of sunglasses who basically form a circle jerk and brag about their glasses to each other. Why do people feel it’s necessary to buy such ridiculous looking sunglasses? Why do people spend so much money to look ridiculous? God, I hate those kinds of people so much. With that, I’ll leave you a picture of a douchebag with designer sunglasses.

(By the way, in case you guys haven’t noticed, there’s an alt text for every picture I upload)

Ok, so I guess I don’t hate everyone with giant sunglasses. I mean Helie and Young own pairs. And that only annoys me a little bit. But if I don’t know you personally already, I will assume you are a douchebag. And even if I do know you somewhat personally, I will likely still think of you as a douchebag.

Good night.

I used to really like flying kites as a kid. I liked how they flew in the air defying gravity. They were so free unconfined by the ground. Able to escape and fly high above everyone.

As a kid, I used to be obsessed with the idea of flight for mainly the same reasons. This got me to thinking. What if I combined my two loves into one giant contraption? How would I do it you ask? Well, I would attach myself TO the kite. You see, if I had a simple geometric kite, I could attack two straps to each of the two diagonals. Then, I could attach a holster to the four straps (think of those swing seats for babies). This would allow the kite to carry me without having to worry about me blocking the wind from catching into the kite. I would need to make the kite really really big though. I’d also have to use very strong materials. A good polymer material would be sufficient for the kite’s sail material. I would also need a very good tether so I don’t die. I think a lightweight strong rope like nylon would be good enough. Also, I would have to calculate the area I would need to produce enough force from the wind to actually lift me. But, if I get into MIT, I guess I could always get my friends to do my calculations for me.

And with that, I’ll leave you with a picture of the great explorer Roald Amundsen on a kite.

You home drinking vodka, when on tv you witness escaped convict. You drop vodka when you see convict outside grinning. You grab phone and see that he is closer. Alas, it is his reflection! You dunce!

Your home is bulldozed to make room for glorious tractor factory.

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Parents require night out to serve country. They hire caretaker to watch children. Parents phone home to check on caretaker. She ask if she can cover unnerving clown statue. Parents say, “Idiot! We have no clown statute!”

Children and caretaker found dead. Parents rejoice. Weak children are not true soviets.

Yo, I’ve made a wishlist page on this blog for me to talk about random things that I would like to have. Also, I’ve updated the gallery with three more pictures. Enjoy.