Sunday, October 03, 2004
Happy mildly belated birthday, Noah!
I'm watching the Patriots/Bills game on TV right now. I am infinitely happy that it's on. It's been a bizarre game so far, though... the first quarter has been peppered with flags, and it seems like half the field came off with injuries. Hell, even one of the referees got injured and had to come out. It's 7-3, Pats, so far, but the Bills have definitely been giving us a worrying run for our money. Brady just tossed the ball into the endzone, and Buffalo sort of picked it off, but it looks like it's going to be overturned. Oh yes, ball hit the ground, there we go.
Apparently Buffalo is some sort of crazy stadium, with exceedingly loud fans. The announcers keep saying that this is having a nasty effect on the Patriots audibles, and there have been a couple of passes that do seem to bear this out. Bollocks. Bills tie it up at 10, first quarter over. Gah.
I had a long conversation last night with the guy who heads up the Patriots fanclub of Rochester, NY. He was picking up a huge number of people to make the trip to Buffalo today for tailgating and the game. I am infinitely jealous. You know I've still never been to a Patriots game? At least, never in New England... I was at the Thanksgiving day game against the Lions a few years ago. But, still. Anyways, this fellow got very excited when I said I was a Pats fan in Michigan... he wanted to know if there was a Michigan Patriots fan club. Heh. If there is, I am unaware of it. I have to give that to Detroit, their team may not be all that good, but they're terribly loyal to them.
The Dolphins are playing at 4:15 today on CBS. Damn does their website make you excavate that channel listing... god forbid we should list it on the front page, eh? They make it perfectly simple to find information about their cheerleaders, but if want to find out what channel the actual football game is on, well gosh darn it, you're gonna hafta search for that sucker. I'm not sure if the game is going to be on here, but I suppose I can hope so. Maybe. The Dolphins are currently 0-3, while the Jets are 2-0, so maybe I would ultimately be happier if the game wasn't on and I didnt have to watch a massacre.
Oh! Oh! Bledsoe drops back and TRIPS OVER HIS OWN LINEMAN! Ha ha! It counts as a sack, and we didn't even do anything! Meh, then they punt it and manage to down it at the one yard line, blasted Buffalo. S'OK. We'll make do.
Tyrone Poole intereception of Bledsoe! Whee! Yay! OHMYGAWD Brady to Patten, over 40 yards, up to around the 6. I squeal in... oh fuck, Corey Dillon fumbles. They just showed the crowd, and one of the guys was wearing a Michigan sweatshirt. My brain is now primed to pick out Michigan gear in any crowd and to fixate on it. I wonder if this guy was a Bills fan who just happened to be wearing a Michigan shirt, or a Pats fan who didn't have a jersey and figured wearing the sweatshirt of Brady's alma mater was fan-ish enough.
Oh holy freaking cats. The punter drops the ball, but he picks it up and runs it some ridiculous number of yards and instead of punting the ball the Bills suddenly have a first down. And Bledsoe airs it out for a touchdown. Eric Moulds leaps up into an enthusiastic crowd. Sigh. Well that hurts. We appear to be challenging it, but it looks like a touchdown to me. Hmph.
Executive decision: I'm not going to run through the whole game here. Not only would that probably bore you, dear reader (or at least the readers among you who couldn't care less about football), I'm starting to get the feeling that it would just be an extremely manic-depressive kind of entry. OMIGAWD YES THE PATRIOTS THROW A HUGELY LONG BALL-- oh wait, dammit, the Bills just did something evilly good. Wait wait, we just picked it off! Oh wait, we have to punt. And so on.
Take a look at this. Tom Brady now and Tom Brady back when he was with Michigan. Doesn't look like he's changed his stance much, eh? Even the way he holds his free hand is unchanged. I suppose that if it works there's no need to alter it. I just think it's a neat thing to see.
Michigan did, in fact, destroy Indiana yesterday, 35-14. Sweet. We just keep looking more and more dominant in these games, as Chad Henne settles into his role as quarterback a little more with each passing game. Northwestern beat Ohio State in overtime, much to everyone's shock and most everyone's overwhelming happiness. Thanks, Wildcats. We take back all the nasty things we said about your 'The Pride is in the Purple' TV ad campaign. Purdue beat Notre Dame in another surprising game, so I guess we owe the Boilermakers a polite 'thank you' as well.
I love those NFL channel ads, where they do the Newlyweds parody. Ah yes. Giggle-worthy indeed.
Our first chordate anatomy test is this Wednesday. Meep. I have no idea what's going to be on it. There's a study session tomorrow, which is thankfully being held when I don't have another class. I know I have to learn all those skull parts that I haven't even started on for lab Tuesday. Some of them are pretty easy and obvious (nasal bone, frontal bone, maxilla, the opercular series in fish) but some are pretty nitpicky and difficult (antorbital, squamosal, vomer, ethmoid, etc.). I also keep screwing up the jugal bone, because I always learned it as the zygomatic and keep wanting to call it that.
As good luck would have it, our professor is constantly telling us in class that the single best way to learn these things is to draw them. Every lecture he harps on the fact that we should all be drawing the diagrams to learn the bits. Ha ha, score! Occasionally when he gets going on this subject in class some of my labmates will turn around in their seats to grin at me. So far as I know I'm the only art student in that class (certainly the only one in my lab), so it's always nice to know that I may not have thorough a grounding in biology as many of my classmates do, but at least I have something going for me.
Ha ha. You surely have by now seen the Gatorade ad where all these people rise out of the darkness to thank Mia Hamm for something or other, while emotional music tinkles in the background. You know the one. 'Thanks for playing in the US', 'Thanks for being a role model', 'Thanks for picking up the torch'. And, of course, Nomar saying 'Thanks, beautiful.' Well, Boston Dirt Dogs, in light of the fact that Cubs are now quite out of the postseason and no thanks to Nomah, have a thing or two to say about that. Yeah, I laughed. He deserves it, if only for being part of that insipid ad.
Drawing homework for this weekend is 'Only on the edges'. I have no idea what I'm going to do for this. Possibly I should get on it, as it's due tomorrow morning. But... only on the edges? The edges of the paper? The edges of... something that you draw? Hm. I have to do this, reading for art lecture, studying for bio, and a paper for the guest artist lecture. At least my CFC homework is just to get a couple pairs of pliers, wirecutters, and protective goggles for whatever the heck our next project is going to be. Something to do with wire, I think. Anyways, this was easy homework, as I already had all those things.
The guest artist lecturer for this week was Donald Fortescue. He was actually quite good. He started out making funky furniture (I especially liked his chairs), and moved on to more and more purely sculptural stuff. The amount of work needed to make his pieces defies belief. One giant wooden oblong thing he 'finished' by burning hash marks into its surface. Over 70,000 marks. He worked on it every day, from 9-7, for 3 weeks, just sitting there meticulously burning these lines into it. There's a little Quicktime video of him working on it on this page, which you should definitely look at if you have Quicktime capabilities. Good stuff.
Well, now that I've worked myself into a frenzy about getting my homework done, I'm going to go get on top of that. And watch the Patriots. And watch whatever game is on after them (fingers crossed for Dolphins, but I have a sneaking suspicion that we may get the Denver game instead. Still. One never knows). OK. Homework now.