tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38752372011-04-21T19:13:19.108-04:00The Place Where I Say StuffThe place where I say stuff about things that I say stuff about - strictly undergroundtimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comBlogger2481100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1079548990070183792004-03-17T13:43:00.000-05:002004-03-17T13:46:23.390-05:00It's official. This is the last entry ever on this site. From now on, all my incoherent babbling can be found at www.inessentials.com/blog. Let the rejoicing begin.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1079389757047786242004-03-15T17:29:00.000-05:002004-03-15T19:42:30.903-05:00On Thursday night, Nicole and I went to the Liz Phair concert over at historic First Ave in Minneapolis. I became a Phair fan back in 1998 when I first heard "Polyester Bride" on the radio - probably on some incarnation of what is now Drive 105. My roommate Nathan bought the whitechocolatespaceegg album, which I diligently listened to over the next year or so.
At first putting the CD in the timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1079373856721126872004-03-15T13:04:00.000-05:002004-03-15T13:07:27.890-05:00There's been some interesting comments on the whole 'downshifting or not' entry. Right now, the coasters have a slight lead. According to JL!, his mechanic says, "If you want to feel like a race car driver, downshift. If you want your gears to last, put it in neutral and use the brake to slow down or stop. Gears aren't made to slow the car down."timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1079129710899958332004-03-12T17:15:00.000-05:002004-03-12T17:18:18.200-05:00I've always considered myself a very good driver, and have worked very hard to attain that status. (Is it still status if it's only in my eyes? Sure, why not.) But there's a new wrinkle in my driving. My soon-to-be-parents-in-law generously lent me a car so I'm not quite as much of a slacker always bumming rides off their daughter. Problem is, it's a manual. I've never driven stick before, so timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1078889919729399002004-03-09T22:36:00.000-05:002004-03-09T22:42:00.793-05:00Given the weakness of the offering, this unveiling is a bit anti-climactic, but here it goes...
Behold inESSENTIALS.
Clearly a work in progress. Maybe "work" is still too strong a term. An idea in progress. A twinkle in the eye, so to speak.
Let the rejoicing begin.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1078677042428359142004-03-07T11:23:00.000-05:002004-03-07T11:33:42.733-05:00I admit, I have been a hollywood gossip junkie for some time now. I like to read the Celebrity News and Studio Briefing sections at imdb.com to keep up on the latest. The best thing I've seen in a long time? Ditzy Jessica Simpson, after reading numerous tabloid articles declaring that she was pregnant, became convinced that she really was pregnant and forced the doctors to check. Turns out, theretimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1078550624569490702004-03-06T00:23:00.000-05:002004-03-06T00:28:30.700-05:00This may clock in as my busiest week ever. Every day I wake up, get to work, and force myself to go to bed at night because I'm so dang tired. I have to concentrate on relaxation times. I haven't blogged before midnight all week because I can't get 10 minutes of computer time during the day. I haven't watched a film (in the theater on tape or on tv) in nearly two weeks, which is incredible for timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1078376269981286112004-03-03T23:57:00.000-05:002004-03-04T00:00:45.186-05:00It's happened. I won't say what it is yet, but my URL has been established. Odd that on a day filled with wedding planning, parking my domain would make me feel like an adult. Geek quotient: 8.3timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1078294015570618632004-03-03T01:06:00.000-05:002004-03-03T01:09:51.076-05:00It's been about a week since I've posted, but this has been one of the busiest weeks ever on my site. Apparently people just can't get enough Tim in their lives. Squeezing out every possible hope. Or maybe not.
The search for the perfect domain name goes on. I've had some great suggestions, and I think I'm closing in on a decision. Perhaps tomorrow I will announce that I am throwing my support timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1077692372290267882004-02-25T01:59:00.000-05:002004-02-25T02:09:40.606-05:00I think it's probably time to get off of blogspot (great though it's been) and set up my own website on my own domain. It would theoretically be more stable than my Yale site, and could include both the blog and my little html dabblings. (And yes, my blog could have comments! Then I won't be writing into the void, but could actually entertain conversations.) Maybe someday it could be a source of timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1077655057059536732004-02-24T15:37:00.000-05:002004-02-24T15:41:06.623-05:00Last week I was sitting in my local Barnes & Noble bookseller. One female staff member walked over with what I took to be the assistant manager. They were choosing books to set out on display. The worker recommend a book called Dig because, I kid you not, the cover was so cool. She then suggested another book because they would look good next to each other. The assistant manager agreed because timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1077503177156188182004-02-22T21:26:00.000-05:002004-02-22T21:28:59.403-05:00A lot's been happening this past week. Much of my time has centered on wedding planning, which all too easily has taken over my time. Invitations. Rings. Flowers. And more. I promised myself this wouldn't happen, as did Nicole, but there's just no getting around some of it. At least it was productive work, with somewhat tangible results.
A bit more interesting is that I've started my job as a timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1076859270968118332004-02-15T10:25:00.000-05:002004-02-15T10:37:03.280-05:00Nicole and I went to see Romeo and Juliet last night. It was the ballet version, composed by Prokofiev. Later that evening, I realized something. I've read R&J. I've seen two film versions, an opera, and now a ballet. But I don't think I've ever actually seen it performed as a play. Come to think of it, I have seen West Side Story on stage, so that is the closest I've come. Now part of me wants timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1076643302743640762004-02-12T22:35:00.000-05:002004-02-12T22:37:31.700-05:00Today I ate at a Chinese restaurant that had a $4.99 lunch buffet. Normally I'd say that's a great deal, but for this restaurant, it was more like I broke even. One observation: like many restaurants that are owned and operated by people for whom English is not their first language, there were certain grammatical and spelling mistakes in their signs. This problem is frequent when the speaker's timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1076453035073948342004-02-10T17:25:00.000-05:002004-02-10T17:46:37.513-05:00I wandered into a couple used bookstores in Dinkytown today. (Dinkytown is the area around the campus for the University of Minnesota in Minneapolis, a little city-within-a-city.) I suddenly realized something that practically every used bookstore I have ever been in has in common. In all of them, their philosophy section is buried in the basement. If there's no basement, it's on the second floortimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1076082771600083952004-02-06T10:52:00.000-05:002004-02-06T13:22:57.403-05:00Where has the struggle for equality between men and women gotten us?
Pitt To Bare All?
Hollywood superstar Brad Pitt will give viewers of his new film a rare treat - the sight of his naked posterior. The Fight Club star is currently filming thriller Mr And Mrs Smith alongside Oscar-winning actress Angelina Jolie and the tale includes one very steamy love scene. In the film, Pitt and Jolie play atimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1075955368073646062004-02-04T23:29:00.000-05:002004-02-04T23:31:46.623-05:00For those of you still wondering about such things, I am still in a state of employment limbo. I think it's a stretch so say that I am still "transitioning," although "between jobs" may still apply. Unless grad school TA work isn't really job, in which case I'm just pre-job, not inter-job. I've got two good leads on jobs, though. One is an aide position at a preschool in a low-income area of timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1075954984089725342004-02-04T23:23:00.000-05:002004-02-04T23:25:37.373-05:00I've made the big switch. I am no longer a user of Microsoft's Internet Explorer browser. The evil empire has a little less control over me now. I've switched over to Mozilla Firebird, and I've been very pleasantly surprised. Not only does it actually run everything without crashing my system, it's stylish, friendly, and has this nice little in-browser tab system for opening multiple windows.
Sotimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1075849103018997232004-02-03T17:58:00.000-05:002004-02-03T18:02:13.810-05:00Thanks, Dawn, for pointing out Battleground God. Apparently my beliefs about God are internally conisistent, at least according to a simple true-false test. I doubt the truth is quite so pleasant.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1075576554599048422004-01-31T14:15:00.000-05:002004-01-31T14:18:07.436-05:00Ever wonder what people living in Minnesota or some such northern place do when it's too cold to step outside? Well, they boil a pot of water, run outside, throw it in the air to see if it evaporates before it hits the ground. Apparently it needs to be about -20 or -30 fehrenheit for it too work. At -10, about 80% evaporated before hitting the ground. Not that I would know.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1075354502232879122004-01-29T00:35:00.000-05:002004-01-29T00:37:11.420-05:00So I guess the blogging hasn't gotten much better. I have a new excuse though: my computer's not working. Oh, wait, that's the same excuse. It's just a different reason. Now I'm getting those super-fun error messages that say I have problems with files ending in .dll and .vxd and other super-fun extensions. I can only shake my head.
Of course, maybe I'd blog more often if I had fun things to timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1074828637295189562004-01-22T22:30:00.000-05:002004-01-22T22:32:38.483-05:00I've developed a guilty new obsession recently: reality TV, which like the Holy Roman Empire is neither reality nor ... oh, wait, it is TV. Having survived two season of American Idol unscathed by more than a channel surf's worth of potential stardom, I have now watched about 2 1/2 hours worth in the past week. Add to that My Big Fat Obnoxious Fiance (very disappointing) and The Apprentice (my timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1074643336963105952004-01-20T19:02:00.000-05:002004-01-20T19:04:15.716-05:00After what turned out to be a month-long hiatus from blogging, I am once again with a full-blooded internet connection so the updates and ramblings and whatever the heck this is can continue.
I suppose the biggest news with me is that I am jobless (sounds less harsh than "unemployed" in the same way that Augustinian privation theories of evil at first sound less bad than Manichean dualist timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1073599149119259842004-01-08T16:56:00.000-05:002004-01-08T17:00:51.216-05:00My life in Minnesota has begun. (Sidenote: Yesterday I was excited to see the temperature had gotten up to 17 degrees outside. We had been sub-zero for a few days.) Computer access is still limited, as my abysmal lack of posting and e-mailing can attest. I'll share more when the time comes. Until then, life inches along.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1072371747012455922003-12-25T12:02:00.000-05:002003-12-25T12:03:51.110-05:00It's been a strange Christmas. Since Nicole, Katy, Tom, and I could only be around my family this past weekend, we had Christmas on Monday night. So today feels like the downtime between Christmas and New Year's rather than Christmas Day. So it was strange to go out Tuesday night to do exchanges and whatnot, and to find people still doing their Christmas shopping. It was like we drove their in a timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1072219174286951742003-12-23T17:39:00.000-05:002003-12-23T17:40:55.560-05:00I made it. Through a dense snow storm in Ohio, miles and miles of Pennsylvania, and a very flat Midwest, I arrived on Saturday afternoon from Connecticut with all my belongings packed in my dad's minivan. Now I'm home (=parents' house). It'll be a few weeks before I'm home (=where I will live).
Yesterday was Christmas, since it was the only time my parents, my grandparents, my brother and his timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1071688818115367672003-12-17T14:20:00.000-05:002003-12-17T14:21:31.576-05:00I've paused. Suddenly it is hitting me. The exhaustion is setting in. After a week of grading, I met with the professor just now to determine final grades for the Intro Ethics course that I have been TAing for. This is after a late, late night watching Return of the King, possibly the best of the Lord of the Rings trilogy. The films are all deeply flawed, but oh-so entertaining.
And now it's timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1071620341128084932003-12-16T19:19:00.000-05:002003-12-16T19:20:13.560-05:00Despite my last entry, I generally shy away from philosophy-related blogs on this site. Here's another reason why:
"Unlike many of my prolific blogging colleagues, I find philosophy to be just another burden in life like bad brakes, leaky roofs, and constipation: eventually, you'll have to spend a weekend taking care of it, but it might not be worth obsessing about on the internet. Of course, timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1071618854669487952003-12-16T18:54:00.000-05:002003-12-16T18:55:26.576-05:00I've been doing so good with grading this set of papers, far better than in the past. The stress level is way down, and I'm cruising through them at a record pace. Until I hit a wall about 45 minutes ago. I've just got seven left, but for some reason I can't get through the wall. So off to blog I go...
Many of the students wrote in response to a question about what system of reward/punishment ortimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1071433796659759952003-12-14T15:29:00.000-05:002003-12-14T15:31:06.090-05:00Apparently Saddam has been captured. I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of "what does this mean?" stories in the media in the coming days. I don't usually talk much politics on this site, but let me say one thing about what it does not mean. It does not mean that Bush is unbeatable in 2004.
Nobody is ever unbeatable. Even Washington and FDR could have lost; unlikely, yes, but it could have happened timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1071431759559976462003-12-14T14:55:00.000-05:002003-12-14T14:57:08.606-05:00I've made a few updates to The Underground, specifically some more changes to the Do page, which has been broken up into sections. Which leads me to ask any philosophers out there (especially grad students) who have their own blog to send me a quick e-mail so I can add them to the growing list of philosophers in the blogosphere. I also seem to be missing any pictures of college friends and timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1071365606181867132003-12-13T20:33:00.000-05:002003-12-13T20:34:34.543-05:00A philosopher makes the news.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1071363714631222462003-12-13T20:01:00.000-05:002003-12-13T20:03:03.390-05:00It's amazing how easy water is to drink. Is there any liquid that is more drinkable? Any that goes down easier?
I've been fighting off sickness all week, but today I lost a significant battle. I woke up this morning, my voice about two octaves lower (sort of a scratchy, sexy, husky, gutteral sound), and I've been pounding fluids ever since. Tea, hot water with lemon and honey, but mostly a lot timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1071266448221568952003-12-12T17:00:00.000-05:002003-12-12T17:01:55.513-05:00Relax.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1071094897029035602003-12-10T17:21:00.000-05:002003-12-10T17:22:41.403-05:00The calm before the storm. Today is my last day of no commitments before the third set of Intro Ethics papers arrive tomorrow. Then it's five days to turn around and grade them, assign grades for the semester, pack all my material belongings, throw out whatever can be thrown out, and move the remaining stuff half way across the country with my dad.
Throwing out is an interesting project. I'm timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1070899835092174312003-12-08T11:10:00.000-05:002003-12-08T11:11:36.640-05:00You become the thing you mock.
A year or two ago I bought a long, dark blue overcoat to wear on blustery Connecticut days. I found it absolutely hilarious because it seemed like the sort of thing that a preppie Ivy Leaguer would wear around. I got a big kick out of wearing it, in my mocking, ironic sort of way. Of course, now when I wear that coat, the thought hardly crosses my mind. Now it's timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1070748496590703052003-12-06T17:08:00.000-05:002003-12-10T17:22:55.873-05:00I've spent a good part of the afternoon making some updates to my website, especially on the Do page. I was inspired by a recent e-mail from a philosophy graduate student at Brown University, who has his own blog. It got me wondering if there were many philosophy bloggers out there. I already knew of a couple. So I started looking for more. I didn't get very far before I was side-tracked into timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1070556925059183582003-12-04T11:55:00.000-05:002003-12-04T11:56:20.826-05:00After last week's post in which I claimed that Aretha Franklin is "by far the greatest vocalist of all time," JL!, who has studied music far more extensively and intensively than I have, suggested that he considers Ella Fitzgerald to be the greatest female vocalist. I've been trying to articulate to myself why exactly I hold Aretha in such high regard. There is such power in her voice, and such timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1070468721051282512003-12-03T11:25:00.000-05:002003-12-04T11:56:55.076-05:00Yesterday on the plane I read a memoir written by Frederic Raphael about his time working with Stanley Kubrick for the script of Eyes Wide Shut (which I then rented and watched). After being disappointed by the start of the book, I warmed to Raphael's style and was drawn into the world of screenwriting and producing. I couldn't put the book down. After I arrived in Hartford and had an hourlong timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1069788805046746682003-11-25T14:33:00.000-05:002003-11-25T14:34:09.390-05:00Last night I had a weird sensation. I paused to figure out what it was. It wasn't sleepiness. It wasn't exactly pleasure. It was ... relaxation. I was completely relaxed. Then I realized that it had been so long since I was relaxed, that I hadn't even been able to identify it when I actually became relaxed.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1069714587431826672003-11-24T17:56:00.000-05:002003-11-24T18:08:16.950-05:00I am a man with many thoughts. Well, maybe that's overstating it a little bit, but it has been nice to leave Connecticut and clear the mind.
For instance, after flying to Milwaukee on Thursday night, I drove up to the Twin Cities on Friday. I took my dad's minivan, and since I didn't bring any CDs with me, I also borrowed some of his CDs. I grabbed a couple I knew that I liked - Johnny Cash and timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1069192682581983862003-11-18T16:58:00.000-05:002003-11-18T16:58:36.483-05:00Today has been much better. I've gotten a number of papers graded, but I have a lot to do before I can fly out of here on Thursday. Plus I need to prep for class tomorrow. We just started Thomas Hobbes and contractarianism, so I need to read some excerpts from Leviathan to give the kiddos something to talk about tomorrow.
Overall, my students have been pretty impressive. They like to talk, and timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1069092698541838802003-11-17T13:11:00.000-05:002003-11-17T13:12:11.560-05:00How can I work so hard and accomplish so little? Maybe "work so hard" is a little too loose. It's not that I work hard, I just really want to work hard. Really I do. I just don't very often. So it can be one o'clock in the afternoon and my pile of papers to grade still sits next to me, looking up with imploring eyes, asking me when will I flip open the manila folder and take a peak at intro timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1069012968006983432003-11-16T15:02:00.000-05:002003-11-17T13:07:17.483-05:00Yesterday, I was walking down a path that cuts the Yale Bookstore into two halves. Around the corner came a young woman. Her hair had blown in front of her face, and she lifted her hand to brush it away. As I walked past her, I thought, "She looks like Claire Danes. That really looks like Claire Danes. Wait a second, Claire Danes went to Yale. Maybe that really was Claire Danes. Maybe she is backtimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1068937706118744752003-11-15T18:08:00.000-05:002003-11-15T18:08:56.856-05:00I haven't been keeping track very closely this month, but due largely to my lack of transportation I haven't been grocery shopping in quite a while. Subsequently, I've been eating out a lot more often than usual. The strange thing is, I suspect that I may actually be saving money this way. As long as I sporadically eat a box of spaghetti noodles or something cheap at home, eating out for one timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1068936906211852442003-11-15T17:55:00.000-05:002003-11-15T17:55:36.296-05:00It's no secret that I love books. Like many people, I like to read books, I like to buy books, I like to stand in a corner by myself smelling the musty pages of an old library-bound book or a freshly cracked paperback. Maybe that one's just me.
Sometimes I wonder why I buy books. Certainly, I like to read them. Certainly, I like to have them on hand as a reference. But sometimes I feel like I "timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1068934414219464572003-11-15T17:13:00.000-05:002003-11-15T17:14:04.840-05:00I've been craving TV lately. The last week or so, I've been wanting to spend my evenings watching some good old fashioned, mind numbing, bright light flashing, product placing, still nothing good on television. Today that meant cooking shows on PBS and 'lifestyle' television on MTV. MTV fits the bill better than anything. All I want is flash, no substance. I want shock value, or laughter, or sometimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1068772456838480922003-11-13T20:14:00.000-05:002003-11-13T20:14:45.013-05:00I just went downstairs to switch my load of laundry (the first of many tonight) from the washer to the dryer. On my way down, I realized that I had never added the detergent. So I had to rewash the load, this time with detergent.
I heard that my friend Chris recently did this as well. Maybe it's a third-year graduate student thing. Your mind gets melted by grading freshman papers.
In a related timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1068572110420373072003-11-11T12:35:00.000-05:002003-11-11T12:35:35.403-05:00I've been stopping by a dining hall near my house in the mornings recently and getting a bagel on my way downtown. I've been selecting the cranberry bagel, but today I doubted myself. Now I think I have actually been eating cherry bagels.
Also, they keep all the bagels in a big basket together. So sometimes some stray sesame seeds - or even a chunk of garlic from the everything bagels - lodge timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1068493963067341242003-11-10T14:52:00.000-05:002003-11-10T14:53:07.280-05:00After a five-year hiatus, I have rejoined the instant messaging community. I now have accounts with AIM, ICQ, and Yahoo!, all organized by Trillian. So if you are a member of any of them, send me your user name, and I'll add you to my list.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1068493657930547282003-11-10T14:47:00.000-05:002003-11-10T14:48:01.623-05:00The philosophy conference went very well. I didn't really shmooze with the big names, but I met a few other grad students, which is more than usual. The talks were quite interesting, and I didn't get burned out as quickly as normal. The speakers were well chosen. Sometimes conferences are on too narrow of a topic, and they just get boring. Other times, the range of topics is so scattered that timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1068227835854393752003-11-07T12:57:00.000-05:002003-11-07T12:57:35.233-05:00It's been an up-and-down few days for me. High highs, low lows. It's evidenced particularly well in my view of academic philosophy and whether I should keep at it. On Wednesday, I was ready to give it up forever. I was bored by the discussions, I didn't like teaching, and I generally had no idea why I though I would want to do this all the time. On Thursday, I grabbed an old philosohy journal timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1068139729160463522003-11-06T12:28:00.000-05:002003-11-06T12:29:07.590-05:00I'm now back in Connecticut. I came in around midnight on Tuesday night, and followed that up with a 12-hour day of teaching and meeting with students about their second paper, which was due today. Then Dave, Robin/Rebecca, Dawn, Chris (Improper), and I went to see The Matrix: Revolutions. (I'll reserve for now my opinion, but let me say this: The entire theater erupted into laughter at a number timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1067874901570901212003-11-03T10:51:00.000-05:002003-11-03T10:55:16.403-05:00It's been a long weekend, filled with lots and lots of stuff. I feel like I've been going non-stop since I arrived in Minnesota on Thursday. Of course, I had the same feeling before I left, but somehow this weekend has been more relaxed than my life in Connecticut, even though I've been doing more things. Here, I can do things, accomplish things, and then relax. In Connecticut, I work for a timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1067616198849289242003-10-31T11:01:00.000-05:002003-10-31T11:03:29.670-05:00I made it to Minnesota in one piece. I cut it kind of close in terms of packing, but that's only because I was trying to meet with as many students as I could about their papers before I left town. So now I have left the land of 60s and sun, and have entered the land of 30s and clouds. Looks like I'm going to miss fall this year.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1067470305056038822003-10-29T18:31:00.000-05:002003-10-29T18:32:19.530-05:00It's 6:30 and I still have another hour or more of student meetings about their second papers. It's fine though. It means that tomorrow I'll be on my way to Minnesota, suitcase in hand, leaving the graduate school world behind me. I might still bring work to do, but at least I won't be in New Haven. I actually like New Haven a lot, despite its unduly bad rep, but I've just been here too many timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1067296151340395802003-10-27T18:09:00.000-05:002003-10-27T18:09:17.216-05:00I thought I would get one of those instant messaging services for my computer. I used to be on ICQ a few years back. But AOL Instant Messenger seems pretty popular now. So I don't know which one to do - ICQ or AIM? Or is there another out there? Is there a way to do both on the same account? I've noticed ICQ has a web-based service, so you can use it on computers that don't have ICQ installed. timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1067281887167679682003-10-27T14:11:00.000-05:002003-10-27T14:11:32.793-05:00I'm so tired. I had been going to bed at about 10pm every night, but then in the middle of last week I randomly stayed up until 3:30 one morning. Every night after that was 1:30 or later. Daylight savings didn't help much, and last night I went to bed before 1, but I am still exhausted today from the cumulative effects of those late nights. I'm guessing they were a combination of stress and timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1067273045284788532003-10-27T11:44:00.000-05:002003-10-27T11:44:10.326-05:00It's 11:45am and I still haven't eaten. I've gotten in the habit of doing this recently: it basically cuts one meal out of the day. Of course, it's the "most important meal of the day." But isn't that just to say that the first meal is the most important? So if my first meal isn't until noon, then that is the most important meal of the day. It just comes later than for most people.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1067208404237390122003-10-26T17:46:00.000-05:002003-10-26T17:46:48.280-05:00It's raining again today in Connecticut. It's been a whacky fall. Lots of rain, a few freakish windstorms, unusually cool. And of course, my roommates and I are too cheap to turn on the heat in our apartment. The last time I checked it was 58 degrees in our living room. There's a space heater that my roommate has that helps, but generally that's in his room or the dining room or living room, if timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1066974026666272032003-10-24T01:40:00.000-04:002003-10-24T01:40:49.836-04:00Because you're worth it...
I had heard rumors of its existence. Supposedly, he was paid $1.5 million to do it, but it was so terrible that they agreed not to air it in the US because of the damage it would do to his career. And now (thanks to JL! and NG), here comes the science.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1066972669397451432003-10-24T01:17:00.000-04:002003-10-24T01:17:49.386-04:00I returned my students' first papers today. It took me forever to grade them, and I took longer so I could compare them against each other to see if I was being consistent and fair. Man, grading is tough work. I know there are tougher jobs out there, but it just eats me up to lay myself on the line by giving someone a grade. It's bad enough to feel incompetent when you're writing a philosophy timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1066761473596907502003-10-21T14:37:00.000-04:002003-10-21T19:11:13.806-04:00For those of you wondering, Nicole and I have officially set a date for our wedding. We will be getting married on the afternoon of Sunday, April 25, 2004 at the chapel of Northwestern College in St. Paul, MN.
That's about all the details that have been finalized so far. I'll keep you updated as we know more.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1066760734047102512003-10-21T14:25:00.000-04:002003-10-21T14:25:33.933-04:00It's not exactly clear to me what this blog is supposed to be.
A number of my friends have blogs (see the column at left), and they all use them quite differently. Some are forums for having their friends communicate. Some are more personal, reflecting thoughts shaken out of life. Some are more frivolous, dealing only with the banalities and quirks of life.
I never had any clear idea of what I timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1066662311729314912003-10-20T11:05:00.000-04:002003-10-20T11:05:11.840-04:00Did you know that today is Snoop Dogg's birthday? I was shocked to learn he is only 32 years old.
But more importantly, today is my parents' thirtieth wedding anniversary. Congratulations, mom and dad.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1066509686485099972003-10-18T16:41:00.000-04:002003-10-18T16:41:26.236-04:00I decided to try taking some on-line personality tests - my chosen method of procrastination for today. Here's some of my results.
From the Color Quiz:
Your Existing Situation
Working to improve his image in the eyes of others in order to obtain their compliance and agreement with his needs and wishes.
Your Stress Sources
Unfulfilled hopes have lead to uncertainty and a tense watchfulness. timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1066497530677486692003-10-18T13:18:00.000-04:002003-10-18T13:18:50.546-04:00Because I just can't resist, here's a quote from The Tick, the greatest television supehero. Ever.
Evil. If you’re going to be a superhero, there’s your problem in a nutshell. Evil, gathering like lint in the navel of the body public; evil, make vile and hasty its dark works, like termites pushing their wretched larvas through the veins of that mighty oak tree we call clean living! And it’s up timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1066352863961454592003-10-16T21:07:00.000-04:002003-10-16T21:07:44.076-04:00I haven't followed baseball since I was in high school, when I would wake up every morning and eat my bowl of cereal in front of Sportscenter. But I am keeping an eye on the post-season for the first time ... well, ever. The Yankees-Red Sox match-up is just too amazing. (Even Ben & J-Lo showed up at Fenway.) That the Red Sox could possibly overcome the curse and beat the Yanks is remarkable. And timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1066352294015082622003-10-16T20:58:00.000-04:002003-10-16T20:58:14.223-04:00Dawn, a fellow philosophy grad student, passed along this story to me today. It had me near tears.
Apparently she returned the first set of papers for her Ancient Philosophy class sections without having recorded the grades. So she had to send an e-mail to her students asking them to tell her what grades they had received. (She was able to double-check some of the grades to know if they were timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1066313234760189022003-10-16T10:07:00.000-04:002003-10-16T10:07:14.833-04:00I watched a couple episodes of The Tick last night. Man, was that a funny show. I never watched the live-action version, or got into the comic books, but the cartoon series was great. Where else can you hear kissing described as "the four-lipped butterfly"?
And now Ben Edlund, creator of The Tick, has joined the Mutant Enemy crew. He's a producer and writer on Angel, after Firefly got cancelled timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1066229528733413472003-10-15T10:52:00.000-04:002003-10-15T10:52:08.210-04:00It's been a rough day. And it's not even lunch yet.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1065904738730423212003-10-11T16:38:00.000-04:002003-10-11T16:38:58.356-04:00The N64 I bought off eBay last year is now up and running. So now Bond and Mario Kart can get me through those stretches of procrastination. However, Blitz 2001, the game I'm most interested in, isn't working. So it looks like I gotta find a replacement Blitz.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1065838482422175572003-10-10T22:14:00.000-04:002003-10-10T22:14:42.436-04:00After a bit of work this summer, I put a little more effort into it tonight, and turned out a rough new design for my official website (accept no subsitutes). It's a long ways from being pleasing on the eyes, but it represents a new step in streamlining the site and in my coding abilities.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-106581422651707742003-10-10T15:30:00.000-04:002003-10-10T15:30:26.386-04:00There's some new links on the left for you to explore. A few friends with time to spare, and a platform to keep them in touch with each other and reach out into the world. timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1065714916674540242003-10-09T11:55:00.000-04:002003-10-09T11:55:16.713-04:00My phone is working again. In all of its problems, it wouldn't turn its little light off, so eventually the battery wore out. I recharged it, which apparently reset the system, and now it works just fine. Yet another adventure in technology.
And I went grocery shopping for the first time in weeks last night. I got to use one of those new check-out counters where you do it all yourself. It's timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1065626587374846692003-10-08T11:23:00.000-04:002003-10-08T11:23:08.456-04:00On Sunday my phone went all crazy, froze up, and shut itself off. Think of it as the blue screen of death in monochrome. So Monday it seems to be working fine, but after making a brief phone call, it starts to act funny. It won't display the correct time. I can't hang up the phone by pressing any buttons. In fact, pressing the buttons does no good whatsoever. Press and press and press and nothingtimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1065568927932588312003-10-07T19:22:00.000-04:002003-10-07T19:22:07.790-04:00Bloggety blog blog blog. It's been a long time since I've last blogged. Blogging is this thing I'm doing here - this 'weblog'. Of course, 'weblog' has six letters in it, which is far to many for the internet, so it becomes 'blog'. People think the internet translates information quickly, but that's not exactly true. The only reason it's so fast is because half the letters are missing from most timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1065026782672228132003-10-01T12:46:00.000-04:002003-10-01T12:46:22.410-04:00Today I went to one of my favorite Thai restaraunts for lunch. Nothing remarkable about that. But this time I decided to get the lunch to go, rather than dining in. This is partly because I had heard a rumor that their to-go portions are larger than there dine-in portions, and partly because I didn't want to pay an extra dollar in tip.
I don't normally think of myself as a cheap person, but, mantimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1065021955931450602003-10-01T11:25:00.000-04:002003-10-01T11:25:55.860-04:00I've been wondering recently about something I am calling 'the paradox of flossing'.
When I floss, sometimes there is little gunky stuff on the floss and sometimes there isn't. When there is stuff on it, I think, 'good, I got it off my teeth;' but then I think, 'that's bad, because it's been on my teeth.' When there is no stuff on it, I think, 'good, there is no gunk on my teeth;' but then I timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064976498531489172003-09-30T22:48:00.000-04:002003-10-01T11:26:13.453-04:00I've not been listening to much music recently. It's been sadly absent from my life. Not only have I not been listening to much new music in these last few months, I haven't been listening to my old stuff either. These last few weeks of being in Connecticut have been especially bad. I'm not in my room enough to play through my speakers, and when I've been working on my computer, I just haven't timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064971581050011012003-09-30T21:26:00.000-04:002003-09-30T21:26:20.886-04:00Who needs tech support? I picked up my laptop, gave it a little squeeze, a gentle shake, set it down, and it's working beautifully.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064954490960122232003-09-30T16:41:00.000-04:002003-09-30T16:41:30.543-04:00After four days of no computer to call my own, I am on my way home to try reloading Windows. You're not truly a PC owner until you've reloaded Windows for yourself.
So without a computer to update my Fantasy Football team, I had to play this weekend's game without a defense (normally supplied by Tampa Bay, who had a bye week). Fortunately Ahman Green had a big night and carried me to a 3-1 timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064863710175891712003-09-29T15:28:00.000-04:002003-09-29T15:28:30.050-04:00You wanna know what's scary? The cost of a wedding reception. My good word. You could easily spend $10,000 just on the food and drinks without even trying. Plus the cost of the hall. Plus the cost of the decorations. Plus the cake. Plus the favors. And that's not including all the other wedding expenses (chapel, clothes, photographer, etc.) Obviously, Nicole and I won't be spending that much on timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064685516382017572003-09-27T13:58:00.000-04:002003-09-27T13:58:35.730-04:00It's done. And I survived it. Even with a computer melt-down at 11:30 last night. Not even Microsoft can get me down this time.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064607768641160452003-09-26T16:22:00.000-04:002003-09-26T16:22:48.476-04:00The paper is coming. I have about 10 pages written, and I spent an hour and a half this afternoon preparing an outline and organizing my notes. So hopefully the rest of it will come relatively easily. Best case scenario? I suppose being mostly done by 8:30 or 9. What would I settle for? Just being done, whenever that comes.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064446817790075112003-09-24T19:40:00.000-04:002003-09-24T19:40:49.386-04:00I really don't like getting coffee from Starbucks. Really, I don't. I would much rather buy from the local guy.
The problem is the local guys in New Haven just aren't very good. I like the atmosphere at a couple of them, some do fair trade/organic, some offer wireless internet, but their coffee is just awful. The exception to the bad coffee is Willoughby's, which serves great coffee. But none oftimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064342592541179922003-09-23T14:43:00.000-04:002003-09-23T14:43:12.260-04:00For those of you who are aware of the Nigerian woman who is to be stoned to death for having a child out of wedlock, you can send a petition to the Nigerian government through Amnesty International. To sign the petition, go here.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064275102814885602003-09-22T19:58:00.000-04:002003-09-22T19:58:22.196-04:00Good news: I now not only have a paper topic, I even have some things I want to say in the paper.
Bad news: I only have until Friday.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064181738656829232003-09-21T18:02:00.000-04:002003-09-21T18:02:18.800-04:00Philosophy and football. Quality.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064100401935585082003-09-20T19:26:00.000-04:002003-09-20T19:26:41.843-04:00I'm exhausted. It's been a long day. My accomplishments were scattered over a number of different areas, so I don't feel like I have a ton to show for it. But still pretty good. I made a little progress on a number of fronts. Now to fill the craving in my stomach. Somehow dinner got delayed. That's just what happens sometimes, I suppose. timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064081950826918902003-09-20T14:19:00.000-04:002003-09-20T14:19:10.690-04:00Some days it's hard to reach escape velocity.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1064002924600890972003-09-19T16:22:00.000-04:002003-09-19T16:22:04.436-04:00It looks like it's all over. After Howard Dean and Joseph Leiberman criticized Yale's stance, 5000 people marched through the streets of New Haven on Saturday, protesters picketed outside the workplaces and residences of Yale trustees, and thousands of workers went out on strike for three weeks, Yale and Locals 34 & 35 have apparently reached a contract agreement. The union members are voting timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1063904554455506632003-09-18T13:02:00.000-04:002003-09-18T13:02:34.630-04:00My computer is having some personal issues. For instance, it has arbitrarily decided not to recognize the letters h, g, u, ALT, and others. (I'm typing on a different computer right now.) So my updates may be spotty until that gets resolved.
Quickly, in other news, I taught my first section of Intro Ethics yesterday. Before I had said a word, before the first class had begun, a girl asked me "timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1063677305571659412003-09-15T21:55:00.000-04:002003-09-15T22:03:00.070-04:00News & notes from around the league:
Someone today said Isabel could disrupt their golf plans. I asked who Isabel was. A look of utter bewilderment followed that I could be so completely ignorant.
Today I found out that In Progress is better than Temporary Incomplete. Which is somehow good news. And it shifts my goals.
It's nice to see the good folks at marcoe back up again. Cheers.
The Yale timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1063566114432849962003-09-14T15:01:00.000-04:002003-09-14T15:01:54.283-04:00Accidents happen. And sometimes the simplest things are the hardest. And sometimes nothing goes your way. And sometimes that's the way the cookie crumbles.
Yesterday, I failed at my attempt to cook a frozen pizza. Today, my laundry was filled with the soaking little bits of paper that I had left in my pants pocket.
And sometimes that's just the way it is.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1063467676737627132003-09-13T11:41:00.000-04:002003-09-13T11:41:16.626-04:00Quote of the day for Friday, September 12, 2003:
“I live in the ACES building. ACES is an acronym for something like “kids going to classes” or something. I don’t know why the call it ACES.”
- overheard in a New Haven coffee shop
Runner-up Quote of the Day:
"I really want to fall in love for real some day."
- overheard on the streets of New Haven, among two girls
Honorable Mention Quotetimothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1063396412798698562003-09-12T15:53:00.000-04:002003-09-12T15:56:06.056-04:00Sometimes I love beying at Yale. It's a great environment, filled with amazing minds and interesting people. It's very conducive to thinking about crazy and fascinating things.
But sometimes it sucks. Like when you have work to do that is 10 months overdue and has to be completed within 2 weeks. At the same time, you have work to do that is 4 months overdue and has to be completed at the same timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1063246725587098892003-09-10T22:18:00.000-04:002003-09-10T22:18:45.583-04:00What's happening to me? It's 10 o'clock and I'm already tired. I can't blame it on the recent time zone change, because then it would be 8pm. I guess I'll get ready for bed, and try for an early start tomorrow.timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1063213140884258002003-09-10T12:59:00.000-04:002003-09-10T12:59:00.713-04:00The Packers just picked up their former, slightly troubled star receiver Antonio Freeman, who was a free agent. This is to fill the need at wide receiver, where they lost three of their four wide receivers indefinitely to neck, knee, and hamstring injuries. This all happened in the fourth quarter of Sunday's loss to the Vikings. Fortunately there are two easy games coming up (Detriot and Arizona)timothy paul yenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602890419425293381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3875237.post-1063212770268935122003-09-10T12:52:00.000-04:002003-09-10T12:55:57.623-04:00I have a new fear in my life. Cell phone cancer.
When I originally got a cell phone, I was only slightly worried about the potential health risks. I had heard about problems from cell phone towers, and was careful to check the output from each of the phones I was considering. But I was much more worried about what it meant as a lifestyle choice - what kind of person am I if I have a cell phone?
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