Today's Mighty Oak


Things are of course crazy as always, but here goes.

Honors Convocation was today, and it was nice, but I feel kind of hurt, so many people (Sarah and Stacy in particular), do so much for this school, and get no recognition at all, becasue they refuse to play the "games."  I just wish administration would learn that this is a school, and that the students should come first.

If anyone watches [adult swim], they replaced The Oblongs with Saved by the Bell.  I don't mind them playing Saved, its just that I miss The Oblongs!

Fun game, try to max out all the items by the time you place the last one!

Bearcat Central – forum for SVC Students and a CS senior project, come and enjoy and support your classmate!



It's official: Warner Bros. has announced that the Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix movie will hit theaters on July 13, 2007!

So I may love mugglenet.com….hehehe



It's been floating around for a while, but it's finally at youtube (meaning it downloads fast enough to watch on campus), check out "Spin"


Which Hogwarts house are you in? (Harry Potter)


You're loyal and hard-working, no doubt, and that puts you, my friend, in HUFFLEPUFF! Cedric Diggory, Professor Sprout, and Susan Bones are all admirable Hufflepuffs.
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[a flicker, hehehe flickr, of happiness = things ok and don't matter, fine]



As posted on MSN's Slate magazine (slate.com):

Why Do They Club Seals?
Can't they just shoot them?
By Daniel Engber

Animal welfare activists clashed with seal-pup hunters in Canada this week, just a few days into the annual sealing season. A commercial vessel rammed an inflatable boat filled with protesters over the weekend, and hunters threw seal guts. Animal rights groups oppose the clubbing and shooting of young seals. Why do hunters club seals?

It's safe and easy, and it preserves the seal's valuable pelt. Federal laws in Canada give a sealer three ways to hunt his prey. He can shoot a seal with a rifle or shotgun—provided it's above a minimum caliber or gauge; he can break its head with a blunt club (like a baseball bat) that must be at least 2 feet long; or he can smash in its brains with something called a hakapik—a 4- or 5-foot wooden pole with a bent, metal spike affixed to the end.

In general, a sealer will use a hakapik or club if at all possible. That's because with these weapons, it's much easier to aim a blow directly at the seal pup's head. One swing from a hakapik will usually kill a pup right away. By law, you have to keep clubbing the seal in the forehead until you know for sure that it's dead. Sealers are supposed to "palpate" a pup's skull after they've clubbed it, to feel the caved-in bone beneath the skin and blubber. Or they can perform the "blink reflex" test, which consists of touching the seal's eyeball—if it blinks, you've got to club it again. (Few sealers actually perform these tests, though; some say they can feel the skull collapse as they make contact with their clubs.)

A sealer chooses his weapon depending on the conditions of the hunt. You can only club a seal if you can climb down on to the ice next to it, but the ice isn't always sturdy enough to support a full-grown man and his hakapik. On the off-shore hunting grounds near Newfoundland, the seal pups tend to sit on small, unstable pieces of ice, so sealers must use rifles to kill them. On the other major hunting ground—the Gulf of St. Lawrence, where the hunt began on Saturday—the hunters take advantage of larger floes to leave their vessels with clubs in hand. Conditions also vary from year to year: This season's warm weather has led to thin ice shelves in the gulf, so hunters have had to use their rifles much more than they typically would.

Why not just shoot the baby seals? When you're firing from a boat that's bobbing in the water, it's hard to get a good shot. And if you don't hit the seal in the head, you're less likely to kill it quickly. That means you'll either prolong its suffering (until you can get close enough to club it), or, worse, you'll give it the chance to shuffle off into the water with its pelt still on. Even if you killed a seal with a shot to the body, you'd cost yourself some money, since each bullet hole reduces the value of a pelt. Sealers also say



Somehow I knew, these familiar places, that I had been before
I thought I'd run, to escape feelings that I had felt before
No one can take me anywhere like you
Nobody else is you.

And how will I live like this
With everything I did
No one has ever made me feel like you
And how did we get this way
When everything seemed okay
No one could ever take the place of you

I fought off fears that I'd been hiding,
For many loves before
But all I knew, you had that something,
I never felt before

No one can take me anywhere like you
Nobody else is you.

And how will I live like this
With everything I did
No one has ever made me feel like you
And how did we get this way
When everything seemed okay
No one could ever take the place of you

Not often not to realize that you were in flames,
Never wanted anything to change.
Guessed a lot of reasons, why you seem a mistake,
I want you to stay.

So now I know, these familiar places, that I had been before
No I won’t run, to escape feelings, that I had felt before

And how will I live like this
With everything I did
No one has ever made me feel like you
And how did we get this way
When everything seemed okay
No one could ever take the place of you
Of You
Of You

hehehe, teen angst it's not, but I find it funny, angst…I'm so odd…sorry all!



"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

poignant, I think.



[a reaction to say what I can't, hence things are as they are]

So last night, I had this horrible nightmare.  Just kind of putting it down here so I don't lose it.

It was graduation.  We were all getting ready in the Crypt.  The company came with everyone's gowns, they were opening them from their plastic bags and as it turns out they didn't have mine.  I go and try to find them to tell them, but everyone had already left.  I can see everyone processing into the gym for commencement, at this point, I'm crying beyond all belief becasue I'm not going to participate in commencement, something I've worked for for four years.  I find a person from the company and try to explain my situation.  I'm crying so much that I can't explain that I have my receipt back in my room.  They finally understand what is going on and send me to the second floor of Leander.  I go up there, and a truck pulls into the room (through the wall) and I open the back of it, pull out my box, open the plastic and pull out my robe: which is bright fuscia.

I put it on, and get all kinds of weird looks.  I go across the top of Leander (which is only two floors in the dream, and the top is a garden), and I find another person from the company.  I again, try to explain my situation through my tears and they get me a black robe with muted orange stripes across the chest.  They then show me (although I'm not sure how) a commerical about their academic robes with purple stripes on them.  I then walk into commencement where my parents inform me how disappointed they are in me becasue of the robe mix-up.

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