The Professor and the Dominatrix

A few months ago BASS received a copy of The Professor and the Dominatrix. It is quite a book. The author sent copies of his book to many secular student groups, including BASS. Deja presented her review of this horrible book a few weeks back. Tristan summarized Deja's review in the meeting minutes, but he thinks he didn't really do justice to it. Now we've decided to make Deja's PowerPoint presentation public in a PDF. Enjoy!

The Professor and the Dominatrix

[Originally from the BASS site specifcially, Tristan's Post]

My Tweet Stats

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And more graphs and more info about my Twitter usage here at TweetStats. Oh my goodness, I've misspelled "you're" as "youre" a few times...maybe to save on character usage? *gulp*

My Online Presence

I have various needs on the internet.
I like to blog and post things. Most of the stuff I post is on Facebook, which is fine. But I want to have an online art/photography portfolio and a few micro-blogs about specific topics.

Blogger is a bit too complex for what I need and doesn't have the nice features tumblr has. So, I've decided to use tumblr for posting my cool shizits and portfolio and having this as my ranting blog that no one reads.

Yay!

Shit Day

Quite literally, it was a shit day for me this morning.
I get up at the ungodly hour of 6:30...tired and grumpy. It takes me 10 minutes to get out of bed. I eat breakfast, shower, dress, and poof, out the door at 7:30am to walk to my bus that will whisk me away to Santa Monica for my internship. So off I got, walking. But damnit, where are my sunglasses? I go inside again to find them, but DAMNIT, they are no where to be found. I was running late, so I just left without them. So off I go, walking.

Hrm...damn, my shoes feel a bit loose. I bend down to tie them...then I notice something. There's something on my hand. Wait, WTF. It smells like shit...

Oh shit...

SHIT. I have SHIT ON MY HANDS. Where did that come from? I look around, DAMNIT. I see a couple shit footprints. DAMNIT. There is shit on my right hand and shit on my shoe. DAMNIT MOTHERFUCKING HELL.

Anger filled me. ANGER. I had shit on my hand. I had shit on my shoe. And I was ready to kill a dog and its owner. I walked back home. I passed by a guy walking a dog. I so hoped it was he who didn't pick up after his dog. I would've gone up to him and said with a bright cheery face. "Hi! I'm Roy. You have a nice dog." And then I would have reached out with my shitty right hand and shaken his hand. Ah, but it was only a fantasy.

Anyway, I got home, washed my hands with the hose, took off my shoes, went inside, then washed again for 10 minutes. Then I put hand sanitizer on my hands for good measure. My hands are clean thankfully. No shit in sight. Excellent.

So since I was running late, I would have missed the bus had I walked the rest of the way to the stop. Instead, I borrowed my dad's car and parked it near the bus stop. And took the bus.

Oh, on the way driving to the bus stop, I passed my brother walking to school. I picked him up and drove him the rest of the way and dropped him off at school. While walking to cross the street to the school, he said "Roy, I have something to tell you. I have a girlfriend." Then he ran off to cross the street before the light turned green for the uncoming traffic.

Holy crap. That made my morning. The shitty hands. The lost glasses. *poof*
Yay! My brother has a girlfriend! I was soooo happy for him. I still am.

However, I will kill anyone I see letting their dog shit on the middle of the sidewalk and not picking it up. I. WILL. KILL. YOU. And enjoy it.

Dizzy Busy

I have been terribly busy recently. I am:

• Taking a full load, 12 units, at the local community college (Though, thankfully, most of my classes are online classes. I forgot studying takes time!)
• I am doing an internship in Santa Monica that puts 3 days of my week out of commission.
  
• I'll be starting another internship in Santa Monica soon that will take out another 2 days from my week.
• My weekend fun time takes out time too.

So yeah, SUPER BUSY. And the best thing I could be doing for myself is getting enough sleep. I have been failing at that. Stupid me.

However, I'm loving pretty much everything that's going on. It's nice to be busy.

In Which I Am Resourceful: Daytum Embedding

So, I recently started using Daytum. I've explained it in my post preceding this one. Anyway, they still don't have a way to embed the panels into websites. So, since I know some HTML, I realized I could probably embed the panel inside a frame.



And lo and behold it worked!!! Yes!!! I can now embed Daytum panels into websites. I feel so...powerful. This panel shows the number of times I lose The Game. It happens quite a lot now. Daytum keeps reminding me to lose whenever I check it!!!

Here is the code I used to embed my Daytum panel:

<iframe src="http://daytum.com/panels/30931" width="425" height="300">Alternative text for browsers that do not understand IFrames.
< /iframe>

I'm quite pleased with myself.