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Shameless Self Promotion

  By Jordan | November 19, 2009 - 2:03 pm | Rants, Uncategorized
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Did any of you see that table in Park yesterday promoting ICTV’s new show, Almost College?

acgroupI caught these people tabling and they were also hanging up posters showcasing of all the show’s characters, an intriguing little marketing trick.  I walked over and they were giving out condoms and pong balls with the show’s logo on it and drawing my attention to their upcoming premiere, tonight at 9 on ICTV, also streaming live at ictv.org

I know that a lot of us don’t care much for ICTV.  We aren’t really aware of them or the content they produce.  These condoms and pong balls, shameless self promotion, but what does it mean?  What is this show about?  Either way it pulls you in, so do those catchy posters.

Tonight at 9 on ICTV (Channel 16), or streaming live at ictv.org

All I’m saying is it caught my attention.  I want to see what happens, so have others I’ve talked too.  I think tonight I will be tuning in

I think you should join me.

City Underfoot

  By Riley | September 29, 2009 - 6:13 pm | Findings, Uncategorized
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If you weren’t all that familiar with the commons before, AppleFest surely changed that for you this weekend. At least I hope. With dozens of vendors, rides, awesome food, and who can forget rain, AppleFest is the first big event of the year.

Leave it to Ithaca to cover up some strange structure that I’d assume contains machines, pumps and wires, with some industrial art and a sign to educate Ithacans on the history of our strange city.

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the structure

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the sign

The first thing the sign mentions is the Cayugas. Read any any abridged history of Ithaca and the Cayuga Indians are the first group you’ll read about. Unless that history skips to Simeon DeWitt, the State Surveyor General who planned the city. Then comes President Rochon.
Next is Ezra Cornell, who, after making a fortune in the telegraph business, endowed the Cornell Library to the city of Ithaca. It wasn’t until later that the land on the East Hill was developed into Cornell University. But it does appear as though higher education in Ithaca has its roots in communication.
Underground Railroad. I never learned too much about this in social studies during grade school, so I turn to the Internet. Apparently African Americans escaping from the South sought aid in Ithaca at the St. James Zion church.The church still stands, on Clinton Street, which is essentially between the Commons and Wegmans. They should have just stopped there for supplies.
I don’t believe this next plug about the ice cream sundae. Ithaca and Two Rivers, Wisconsin both claim to have invented the Sundae many many years ago. First of all, who cares, and second of all, what defines a sundae? If you have ice cream (or any food for that matter) it’s just a matter of time until someone puts something on it to taste better. Basic rule of human nature. I’ll give it to Ithaca, though. The midwest is boring and I go to school here.
Weak plaque, overall, Ithaca. I can list several other people to help to shape Ithaca’s identity.

spam

  By Sarah | September 16, 2009 - 9:34 am | Findings, Uncategorized
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For reasons I cannot understand I am on the neopets emailing list.

Now- I am not ashamed to admit at ALL that when I was a younger nerd, I was a frequently participating member of the neopets world. In fact me and my then best friend, Nancy Kell (baaahahahaha), did it together. It was great at the time. Before the internet world of second life and the real obsession of online hit me. My family still shared the big desktop/tower/tv-screen monitor computer and my allotted time was spent on the site. Don’t ask me why. Has it made me a better person? – yes? Will I report it as spam? – absolutely.

All in all, I do not advocate the use of neopets after the age of 13 (maybe 14.)

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the gang

The return of the rant- Why I hate Voicemails

  By Jordan | September 13, 2009 - 8:26 am | Rants, Uncategorized
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Before I start, I owe all of my loyal followers an apology.  Since the days of L.A., I have been slacking in posting rants and opinions and for this I am sorry.  Those days are over, as I am still sufficiently pissed off at the little things in life, and the one thing that annoys me right now is Voicemails.

I understand the importance of voicemails.  If something tragic or of grave importance is going on, then yes, a voicemail is probably appropriate.  Other than that though, why leave a voicemail?  Cell phones have a great function called “missed calls.”  So if you call me, and I miss it, I will most likely call you back, I do not need a voicemail instructing me to call you back.  ”Hey man, just called to say what up, give me a call back.”  Why?  Why not just assume I will see that missed call and in due time call you back.  I do not understand.  It’s not that I don’t like hearing from friends, because I do.  It’s just the entire process that is checking voicemail.  You have to dial the number, wait for the lady to say “Please enter your password,” enter your password, and then hear the lady say, “you have __ unheard messages, first message.”

Do you know what is even worse than a voicemail?  When someone does not realize they are leaving one and all you hear is 45 seconds of loud breathing and background noise.  It is not that hard to simply HANG UP after the person you are calling does not answer.  When I get one of these voicemails I do not even call back.  Call it my way of rebelling against a society so dependent on the voicemail.

I have spoken with friends about how much I hate the voicemail and they have agreed with me.  One of my friends, someone who posts frequently for this site, hates voicemails as much as I do.  Unfortunately, last week I was forced to leave him a voicemail.  It was a dire situation and I needed to reach him.  I was on my way to brew fest, and I needed to make sure he was ready.  In times like these, the voicemail is okay in my book.

there goes the neighborhood

  By Riley | August 25, 2009 - 9:32 pm | Events, Uncategorized
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Week-at-a-glance. The Convocation Lunch. Different hours at Rogan’s. Freshman vomiting outside of a Circles party.

All of these things make us aware that this summer is over. For the first time in months, I have to go to real class. That’s not to say that class in L.A. wasn’t real – that’s to say that it was infrequent, and, as far as Government and Media was concerned, useless.

Although my first class isn’t until noon, I dread walking into Friends knowing that for those fifty minutes, I am prisoner to the professor in front of me. So what have I been doing to prepare to live on someone else’s terms for two more semesters, to get over this daunting steeple ahead of me?

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I bought a planner. I’ve recently realized that I never know what’s going on. Nor do I know when it’s going on. So I got this planner, which, thus far, only has the time and location of my first class written in it. I’ll probably ditch it by October first. Now, it’s one of those things that, at the time being, I’m hopeful of, like Jordan saying that he “really wants to get good grades this semester, I know I always say it, but I’m really gonna try.” I know that in a few weeks, I’ll be tired of carrying it around and feeling like a nerd. I’m just gonna reassure myself that “I’ll remember _____,” until whatever-it-is occurs, someone reminds me of it, and I’ll think, “damn, if I only had that planner.”

I headed up to the lunch on campus where I invented the omnivore burger: A beef pattie and a veggie pattie on a bun. Twice the meet, half the carbs. Vegetarians may be shaking their heads at this, and I do apologize, because I think when I put the veg pat on, the tongs may have grazed the beef pat. Get over yourselves. I do apologize, though. While I was on campus, I ran into some old friends, immersed myself in the campus and came to terms with the fact that I’d be spending a fair amount of time up there in the coming weeks. I even got a shout out WICB. Thanks, Aaron Terkel.

Lastly, perhaps most importantly, I’ve given a final salute to summer, a season I’ve been reveling in since my flight left for Los Angeles January 10th. With plenty of Natty from Rog’s, an invitation to the Circles, and a beautiful night to swill, I took down the last sips of summer.

Goodnight, and see you on campus, if you can will yourself up there.