Whaaaaaat? Awesomeness? Totally. My buildings will stand proud. I’m not a science dunce after all!
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Physics Final Exam
by Sherard Harrington
Whaaaaaat? Awesomeness? Totally. My buildings will stand proud. I’m not a science dunce after all!
Whaaaaaat? Awesomeness? Totally. My buildings will stand proud. I’m not a science dunce after all!
Tweet? Me? What?
by Tamra Artelia Martin
So I remembered that I created a Twitter account in 2010 for class. The last tweet I did? 2010. For class. Went online to update my Twitter account and realize I have nothing to say. I'm on Facebook. Isn't that enough?
Why do we still have Twitter? Celebrities seem to be the only reason. Maybe I'll just connect it to Facebook, but my comments go beyond the limited 140 characters.
I feel like I'll only use it for something profound to say. Yes, I'm laughing on the inside too.
Bye Chai,
Tamra
So I remembered that I created a Twitter account in 2010 for class. The last tweet I did? 2010. For class. Went online to update my Twitter account and realize I have nothing to say. I'm on Facebook. Isn't that enough?
Why do we still have Twitter? Celebrities seem to be the only reason. Maybe I'll just connect it to Facebook, but my comments go beyond the limited 140 characters.
I feel like I'll only use it for something profound to say. Yes, I'm laughing on the inside too.
Bye Chai,
Tamra
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Architecture Documentation
by Sherard Harrington
Because, my life is lived in a series of models and drawings now.
For the last project of the semester, we were asked to design a sort of art park containing three art pieces. For me, I chose The Privet by John Chamberlain, In The Wall by Tory Fair, and Hanging Fire: Suspect Arson by Cornelia Parker. I’m just now getting around to the documentation of the models and the sketches and the drawings and throwing away all of the cardboard scraps.
Being an architecture student is messy. But in a creative, cool way, when you’re not in the thick of it.
Because, my life is lived in a series of models and drawings now.
For the last project of the semester, we were asked to design a sort of art park containing three art pieces. For me, I chose The Privet by John Chamberlain, In The Wall by Tory Fair, and Hanging Fire: Suspect Arson by Cornelia Parker. I’m just now getting around to the documentation of the models and the sketches and the drawings and throwing away all of the cardboard scraps.
Being an architecture student is messy. But in a creative, cool way, when you’re not in the thick of it.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Meet Up!
by Sherard Harrington
In the past three days, I’ve managed to watch Star Trek the movie, go to a CG party*, a birthday party, the vicinity of a comedy show**, and brunch, and I have a lunch meeting planned today. I had no idea I was such a social creature.
But still, somehow, I don’t feel social enough. This is weird, considering a passage I just read yesterday in David Foster Wallace’s Consider The Lobster, in which he points out that people on the coasts are always on the move to go see someone, while people in Bloomington, IL are always on the move to go watch TV with someone.
So, I’m thinking about joining a Meetup or something. I don’t know how I’d find the time. I don’t have the time to do any of the things that I do, but still, somehow it happens, right?
*The Central Gays are what I call them. It’s a group of professional gay men who meet around Central Square in Cambridge, who—if you were to replace “Lawyer” and “Doctor” and “IT Specialist” with “Hitman” and “Thug” and “Mobster,” would probably be the most deadly and effective form of organized crime this side of Five Points. As they stand right now, they’re deadly to red wine stains and effective in comparing Italian social theory with French social theory.
**It was sold out, so a friend of a friend (who is now my friend) and I hung out in the bar next door until the show was finished so we could congratulate the rising comedienne star, Kenice Mobley.
In the past three days, I’ve managed to watch Star Trek the movie, go to a CG party*, a birthday party, the vicinity of a comedy show**, and brunch, and I have a lunch meeting planned today. I had no idea I was such a social creature.
But still, somehow, I don’t feel social enough. This is weird, considering a passage I just read yesterday in David Foster Wallace’s Consider The Lobster, in which he points out that people on the coasts are always on the move to go see someone, while people in Bloomington, IL are always on the move to go watch TV with someone.
So, I’m thinking about joining a Meetup or something. I don’t know how I’d find the time. I don’t have the time to do any of the things that I do, but still, somehow it happens, right?
*The Central Gays are what I call them. It’s a group of professional gay men who meet around Central Square in Cambridge, who—if you were to replace “Lawyer” and “Doctor” and “IT Specialist” with “Hitman” and “Thug” and “Mobster,” would probably be the most deadly and effective form of organized crime this side of Five Points. As they stand right now, they’re deadly to red wine stains and effective in comparing Italian social theory with French social theory.
**It was sold out, so a friend of a friend (who is now my friend) and I hung out in the bar next door until the show was finished so we could congratulate the rising comedienne star, Kenice Mobley.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Itemized!
by Sherard Harrington
Welcome to my life, in note card form.
Okay, so that’s not my entire life—more like a brief (blurry) snippet of the last two weeks. (COFFEE.) Seriously, in order to stay on top of things, every day for the past three weeks or so I've made a little to-do index card and then track my progress. It helps tremendously, but they do start to add up after a while...
Anyways, it’s a finals week (#2 of 3 weeks’ worth—isn’t that something?), so that’s really all I have to say before going back to my mountain of cardboard. And my job applications. And my packing.
Welcome to my life, in note card form.
Okay, so that’s not my entire life—more like a brief (blurry) snippet of the last two weeks. (COFFEE.) Seriously, in order to stay on top of things, every day for the past three weeks or so I've made a little to-do index card and then track my progress. It helps tremendously, but they do start to add up after a while...
Sunday, May 12, 2013
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