Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Wow ABC. Thanks for the 4 Hours
Its season finale time! All of the major shows that run on a fall-spring basis have begun closing down shop for the summer, leaving us with 2-3 months of wondering what will happen to our favorite characters.
Of the many season finales I've watched in the past weeks, none got to me as much as Lost and Grey's Anatomy did.
Say what you want about the shows, but those were some damn good four hours of television.
I'll begin with Lost. Lost is a show that I used to make fun of, simply because I didn't have the patience to deal with so many unanswered questions. Yet, this season I decided to give it a chance - it played either before or after another show I liked to watch (Life on Mars. Was great, but the ending left me with mixed feelings) so I figured I'll stick around and see what all the hype was about. I thought that since Lost was entering its fifth season and already had a locked fan-base that I wasn't apart of, I wouldn't get into it.
Boy was I wrong.
Week after week I watched and slowly got dragged under. So much so, that during the season's ending, I was at the edge of my seat. As a nifty bonus, there was the prospect of the nature of time through out the season. Anyways, here are the final scenes:
I swear I had a fit when the screen flash to white. I can't believe I now have to wait till 2010 to see how everything wraps up, but in the mean time, I'll just have to catch up by watching the first four seasons.
As for Grey, I must say that throughout the ep I was rather bored. It was a fairly pleasant two hour ride with a few bumps, but nothing I thought was be too shocking. Izzy had went under the knife to remove a tumor in her brain, George joined the army, and so on. But then, in the last five minutes, it all shot to hell.
I completely didn't see this coming. And that double O seven scene - I just couldn't get it out of my head for days. I personally think that George is dead, but we'll see in the fall.
All in all, it was a well spent four hours. Nothing to do now but wait. Damn it.
Of the many season finales I've watched in the past weeks, none got to me as much as Lost and Grey's Anatomy did.
Say what you want about the shows, but those were some damn good four hours of television.
I'll begin with Lost. Lost is a show that I used to make fun of, simply because I didn't have the patience to deal with so many unanswered questions. Yet, this season I decided to give it a chance - it played either before or after another show I liked to watch (Life on Mars. Was great, but the ending left me with mixed feelings) so I figured I'll stick around and see what all the hype was about. I thought that since Lost was entering its fifth season and already had a locked fan-base that I wasn't apart of, I wouldn't get into it.
Boy was I wrong.
Week after week I watched and slowly got dragged under. So much so, that during the season's ending, I was at the edge of my seat. As a nifty bonus, there was the prospect of the nature of time through out the season. Anyways, here are the final scenes:
I swear I had a fit when the screen flash to white. I can't believe I now have to wait till 2010 to see how everything wraps up, but in the mean time, I'll just have to catch up by watching the first four seasons.
As for Grey, I must say that throughout the ep I was rather bored. It was a fairly pleasant two hour ride with a few bumps, but nothing I thought was be too shocking. Izzy had went under the knife to remove a tumor in her brain, George joined the army, and so on. But then, in the last five minutes, it all shot to hell.
I completely didn't see this coming. And that double O seven scene - I just couldn't get it out of my head for days. I personally think that George is dead, but we'll see in the fall.
All in all, it was a well spent four hours. Nothing to do now but wait. Damn it.
Why College? A Discussion
Recently, as my friends and I had our usual water-cooler talk, the topic of what we all planned to do after college came up. Many of us have plans to pursue a Master's degree and some even want to obtain a Ph.D! I'm no less than proud to hear that we all have higher goals.
But it did leave me wondering something: Why is it that we have such aspirations? Other than the obvious expectation upon us to go, what is it that we hope to gain out of college?
What is it that I hope to gain out of college?
The problem with trying to answer this question is that it is way too multi-dimensional. I can of course say 'I hope to become a better person', but in no way does that actually constitute as an answer.
If college is indeed such a life changing experience as everyone describes it to be, then what I get out of it will vastly over-shadow any of the preconceptions and expectations I have now. In addition to that, there would be no way for me to even begin to cover the so said changes - they would only be truly apparent in how I carry myself and my memories. For if I try to single them out one by one, most would be simple and pale on their own.
Yet, maybe hoping is the best place to start. If I use the 'becoming a better person' statement, what are the standards that I want to use? I want to become wiser, witter, a more fluid writer, improve on my language skills/computer skills/ and my knowledge in sociology. I want to increase the variety of things I've experienced by traveling - just being in the middle of PA should provide me with a slew of things I've never encountered here in New York. I want to be well suited for the (now abysmal) job market and make a good living.
I want to change my world. And maybe even the world while I'm at it.
I suppose, I'll just have to wait to see the results. Three month's time isn't a lot when you think about it.
But it did leave me wondering something: Why is it that we have such aspirations? Other than the obvious expectation upon us to go, what is it that we hope to gain out of college?
What is it that I hope to gain out of college?
The problem with trying to answer this question is that it is way too multi-dimensional. I can of course say 'I hope to become a better person', but in no way does that actually constitute as an answer.
If college is indeed such a life changing experience as everyone describes it to be, then what I get out of it will vastly over-shadow any of the preconceptions and expectations I have now. In addition to that, there would be no way for me to even begin to cover the so said changes - they would only be truly apparent in how I carry myself and my memories. For if I try to single them out one by one, most would be simple and pale on their own.
Yet, maybe hoping is the best place to start. If I use the 'becoming a better person' statement, what are the standards that I want to use? I want to become wiser, witter, a more fluid writer, improve on my language skills/computer skills/ and my knowledge in sociology. I want to increase the variety of things I've experienced by traveling - just being in the middle of PA should provide me with a slew of things I've never encountered here in New York. I want to be well suited for the (now abysmal) job market and make a good living.
I want to change my world. And maybe even the world while I'm at it.
I suppose, I'll just have to wait to see the results. Three month's time isn't a lot when you think about it.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
An Economic Toll of College
http://tinyurl.com/qza4cq
Yet another topic I hope to get to soon.
I've been wondering lately, 'just why is it that I'm going to college?'. Instead of the fact that its expected, what is it that I'm expecting to get from the experience? Well, this piece from the Takeaway deals with the economic value of college. A great listen, if you have the time.
Yet another topic I hope to get to soon.
I've been wondering lately, 'just why is it that I'm going to college?'. Instead of the fact that its expected, what is it that I'm expecting to get from the experience? Well, this piece from the Takeaway deals with the economic value of college. A great listen, if you have the time.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
ITP Spring Show 2009
Monday afternoon, I went to the ITP Show at NYU. I went last year and had such a great time, that I invite some friends to join me. Hopefully I can attend next year's as well, should I be in the city.
Here is my post about it from a year ago: ITP Show '08
Here is my post about it from a year ago: ITP Show '08
Sag Harbor
I implore you to click on this link and listen to the piece. Its about Colson Whitehead's new book 'Sag Harbor', in which well off black teens deal with coming to terms with their 'blackness'.
The reason why I want you to listen to it is because it creates a superb backdrop for a post I'm hoping to get to this weekend. I would write it now, but it doesn't deserve some 15 minute downtime between homework assignments.
I will however say this - there is the term 'Post-black' that I want you all to remember. I believe its something that everyone should strive for, in order to move past the current stereotypes of black culture - stereotypes that people play into way too often.
Now when can I get my hands on this book?
Sunday, May 10, 2009
I'm Online!
I forgot to mention this a long time ago, but I got me a Flickr account. I wanted some place to put my pics online, and Facebook just wasn't cutting it.
I believe this goes back to my desire to have more of an online presence. A blog isn't enough! I want to be connected in every possible venture imaginable. So off to the right side of this post, you'll see my Flickr stream and Twitter updates.
This brings to mind a very interesting idea for a future post....
I believe this goes back to my desire to have more of an online presence. A blog isn't enough! I want to be connected in every possible venture imaginable. So off to the right side of this post, you'll see my Flickr stream and Twitter updates.
This brings to mind a very interesting idea for a future post....
Eighteen Jitters
A month ago, I turned 18. Normally, that should be something one wildly celebrates.
Of course, it was something that I dreading. On account of me being abnormal at best.
And how could I celebrate it - especially when I was told on numerous occasions that 18 is the age of being 'legally liable' for your actions.
The notion of getting older is double-sided for me. While its nice to have more freedom, along with that freedom comes a sense of nostalgia for what once was. A lot like how I felt back in when I first got to middle school - I was accustomed to running around on an opened field for 5 years, only to have that activity taken away. It was replaced with the ability to actually leave the school grounds to buy something to eat, but it just wasn't the same.
Its all rather disorienting. I'm forced to keep finding some new stable ground. Yet, isn't that how life always is? And if my life pans out in a way that I would like for it to, I suspect that this feeling with always be just over the horizon.
On another note, this past month has seen repeated events in which people have underestimated my age. For example, two weeks ago I was at an education expo up in Harlem and one guy I met there begun to try and guess my age. He started at seventeen and when I said no, went down to sixteen. He reached fifteen before I stopped him. While it does wonders for my vanity, it irritates me to no end when I'm carded. I tried to buy a game that happened to be rated M - which is something I've been legally allowed to do since I turned seventeen - and the cashier simply didn't believe me when I told him my age. I'm curious to see just how long this will last, 'cause its becoming awfully annoying.
Meh to being eighteen. Just, meh.
The notion of getting older is double-sided for me. While its nice to have more freedom, along with that freedom comes a sense of nostalgia for what once was. A lot like how I felt back in when I first got to middle school - I was accustomed to running around on an opened field for 5 years, only to have that activity taken away. It was replaced with the ability to actually leave the school grounds to buy something to eat, but it just wasn't the same.
Its all rather disorienting. I'm forced to keep finding some new stable ground. Yet, isn't that how life always is? And if my life pans out in a way that I would like for it to, I suspect that this feeling with always be just over the horizon.
On another note, this past month has seen repeated events in which people have underestimated my age. For example, two weeks ago I was at an education expo up in Harlem and one guy I met there begun to try and guess my age. He started at seventeen and when I said no, went down to sixteen. He reached fifteen before I stopped him. While it does wonders for my vanity, it irritates me to no end when I'm carded. I tried to buy a game that happened to be rated M - which is something I've been legally allowed to do since I turned seventeen - and the cashier simply didn't believe me when I told him my age. I'm curious to see just how long this will last, 'cause its becoming awfully annoying.
Meh to being eighteen. Just, meh.
Wanda Made A Funny
I completely love Wanda Sykes. This video, while at times possibly may be a bit too much, still had me laughing. Yet, after surfing the web, I've noticed that there is resistance towards some of her jokes. And of course, I can't help but say to these people, "shut up and take a joke".
She completely hit the mark when she called King Rush's remarks on his hoping 'the country will fail' treason. For someone supposedly pro-American, any remarks of that sort kinda is treason, isn't it? I can't even blame her for saying that she hopes his kidneys fail - at this point, I'm sorta hoping for it as well. Then again, I'm comfortable with morally gray.
No one can tell me that after eight years of lies, confusion, and (as it now seems) torture, that this country is in great shape. Nor can anyone tell me that people like Rush and his camp followers have the country's best interests at heart, so forgive me for laughing when people poke fun at them.
It is the only way I can possibly make myself comfortable with their very existence.
Oh and by the way, I would pay top dollar to have Keith Olbermann waterboard Sean Hannity, but thats just me.
Obama Cracks Some Jokes
I'm rather glad he has a sense of humor. I suppose he has to given all the crap he has inherited.
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