A random aside about a reiteration of Argos/Hachiko/Seymour

I turned on my television, and what program starts? The one and only Futurama. Not just any episode was on; it was the episode about his dog. Anyone who has owned a pet has probably felt the emotion of this wonderful episode. The episode is called "Jurassic Bark."

For those of you who haven't seen this episode, here's a summary from wikipedia:

When Fry takes Bender to a museum exhibit, he is shocked to find a fossilized dog on display, which he recognizes as his pet from the 20th century, Seymour. For three days he protests in front of the museum by dancing to the hustle demanding they give him Seymour's body, which proves successful. Professor Farnsworth then examines Seymour's body, and concludes that, due to his unusually rapid fossilization, a DNA sample can be made to produce a clone, and it would even be possible to recreate Seymour's personality and memory.
Fry begins to prepare for the dog and Bender becomes jealous, especially when Fry refers to Seymour as "my best friend". Just when the professor is ready to clone Seymour, Bender arrives. Angry that Fry will not spend time with him, he grabs the fossil and throws it in a pit of lava, believing that destroying it will restore his friendship with Fry.
Fry is furious at Bender and extremely upset at having lost Seymour. Bender realizes how Fry could love an inferior creature and apologizes for what he did. The professor explains that the fossil may not have instantly melted, as it was made of dolomite, "the mineral that won't cop out when the heat is all about". With this in mind, Bender, claiming to be partly made from dolomite, dives into the lava and recovers the fossil.
The professor begins the cloning process and his computer informs him that Seymour died at the age of 15, meaning he lived for twelve years after Fry was frozen. Fry has a change of heart, and aborts the cloning process, believing that Seymour must have moved on with his life, found a new owner, and forgotten about him, saying "I had Seymour until he was three. That's when I knew him, and that's when I loved him. I'll never forget him. But he forgot me a long time ago." A flashback then shows that in the years that passed after Fry left, Seymour had faithfully obeyed Fry's last command, which was to wait in front of Panucci's Pizza until he returned. Seymour stays there as the years pass and he, the pizzeria, and Mr. Panucci begin to show their age. In the final shot, Seymour lies down and closes his eyes.

This is my favorite serious episode of Futurama... apparently many agree with me since it was an Emmy in 2004.


If you've never had a pet, you really need to get one. This episode is a perfect example of a true companionship. This episode really makes you think of mortality, especially if your pet outlives you. We as humans have much to live for, but a dog only lives for their master.

 

If you haven't seen this episode, just google it and you can find it. Do yourself a favor.

Want to really impress a girl? Cook her something with chocolate.

Someone linked this picture on facebook, and instantly I knew that I must have it. It was 3 in the morning, and I had not taken my insomnia meds yet. This was destiny. This isn't Epic Meal Time; this is s'mores town.

How to make: SCALDING HOT DELICIOUS Marshmallow S'more Bars
1 pouch (1 lb 1.5 oz) sugar cookie mix
1 cup graham cracker crumbs
1 cup butter or margarine, melted
3 cups milk chocolate chips (18 oz)
4 1/2 cups miniature marshmallows
1. Heat oven to 375°F. In large bowl, stir together cookie mix and crumbs. Stir in melted butter until soft dough forms. Press into ungreased 13x9-inch pan.

2. Bake 18 to 20 minutes or until set. Immediately sprinkle chocolate chips over crust. Let stand 3 to 5 minutes or until chocolate begins to melt. Spread chocolate evenly over crust.

3. Set oven control to broil. Sprinkle marshmallows over melted chocolate. Broil with top 4 to 5 inches from heat 20 to 30 seconds or until marshmallows are toasted. (Watch closely; marshmallows will brown quickly.) Cool 10 minutes. For bars, don't even eat this. We eat everything we cook by hand. Serve SCALDING HOT. Store any remaining bars IN YOUR STOMACH.

I'm not going to lie, the easiest way to get into the sack was by me making a nice meal for a girl. 

Seacrest, out!

Globally Warm Winter

When I think of winter, this is what comes to mind. Well.. not at my horrid excuse for a dormitory. My school is cheaper than cheap has ever cheaped. If two jews were fighting over a penny on the ground, this building would take a glock to the skulls of said people of Jerusalem and beat them to death just to save two bullets then enjoy the penny and all of its useless bliss.

This picture here is what my ass currently looks like. I'm turning on my iPhone to check the outside temperature due to the wondrous world of technology we live in to see it is a blissful 68 degrees Fahrenheit outside. I have a heater in my room, it was wonderful when it was 20 degrees outside and the school would not turn on the heat. One of the great things about this heater is that it displays the temperature of the room when you turn it on. It's about 11 PM right now and it is 85 degrees in here.
I have asthma, it's not too bad but it is annoying. There's two things that start putting my lungs in revolt: running and heat. 85 degrees doesnt sound too bad normally, but when the room is as stuffy as mine is, it is unbearable. My room smells like the inside of a shoe because of this. How is this acceptable living conditions for people? I would take a cold shower but my shower has but only one setting called lukewarm. Some may ask. "Vandole, why not just go outside for a bit and cool off?" Well, thanks to my LOVELY school I would get a lovely ticket for "breaking curfew."

Is this College or is this Dachau?

I believe I'll end this post with a quote from one of the few true artists of my time.

Hello World

As a student going through college, I have often wondered what to write about when doing my papers for my classes. Like many, I really don't care about the subject material whatsoever then just randomly shit out an A+ paper the night before. Is this really procrastination? It seems a little more like skate or die.

All day I've been wondering what dictates change in musical taste. When I was in high school I went from goth kid to metal kid and then transitioned out of high school listening to a lot of prog rock(The Mars Volta, Coheed and Cambria, Tool.) After I saw Volta live I really became obsessed with them. This was two years ago. Now I'm into deadmau5(saw him live in october, was really amazing.) and Skrillex mainly. Call me a bandwagon bitch if you want, I'm pretty sure I'm at least one of the first people hitching a ride. If anyone reads this, how has your musical tastes changed throughout life so far? Is there any specific reason it changed?

Since this is the first post of my blog, and my first leap(off of the sears tower) into the world of blogging feel free to leave criticism and comments full of... commentary. I'll most likely be writing about whatever I feel like,  but if I feel I've found something worth dedicating my time to, I'll most likely do it.


10 print "Hello World!";
20 goto 10;