Pancakes and Sanskrit

I saw my friend Guillermo today and he asked what I'd been up to lately. I told him I'm stressing out about money. He laughed and said that's normal, everybody's doing that. At least I'm in the popular crowd.

Anyway, I got a 52 (out of a possible 100 points) on my Dynamics of Mass Media and Communication midterm exam. I knew I had done badly because as soon as the exam was passed out, all I could do was stare helplessly at the five essay questions as the fleeting information escaped through my hair follicles. The rest of the class was busy scribbling, filling in their blank pages and I wondered, "What the hell are they writing??" Here is an example of one of the questions and my answer:

Yes, it's pretty comical, but at least I wrote something and got half credit. 

The only good news about this is because I wasn't the only one who performed poorly (Thanks Emily and Mimi), my teacher offered us a chance to gain 20 more points. This will bring my grade up to an F+, so that's good. In order to gain said extra credit, we have to present in front of the class in a 5 minute Powerpoint type presentation, the correct answer to the question we got deducted from the most. 

Well, you see, this would be okay if, when the teacher explained the answer in class, it didn't translate in my head to this:

"So when a rating of purple hats circles one percent of chicken feet 

you get pancakes because a house equals Sanskrit out of say a million"

I guess I know what I'll be doing on my Labor Day vacation while the rest of America is drinking beer and grilling hot dogs.

the day I ate a kangaroo

So my friend Marci calls me up the other day and asked if I could take her over to a hospital in Rockwall to get some van keys from someone. Ok, sure, why not? I just needed to finish my props for my presentation in Philosophical Perspectives in food class. We found out where the hospital was and on the way we saw two places that we figured needed visiting: The Pickle Shack and The Beef Jerky Hut. After our mission was completed, we back tracked so we could find said establishments. We happened upon the beef jerky place and found a wonderful assortment of treasures! All kinds of meat into jerky and they give samples too! Seasonings, spices, popcorn (I like the dill pickle popcorn), tshirts about being a meat eater, and cheese! We loaded up on some goodies I got some seasonings and a couple of kangaroo jerky sticks, and a new bumper sticker that says "P.E.TA…. people eating tasty animals" Of course, I put this next to my other controversial sticker, aka "the vagina" sticker. We didn't have time to find The Pickle Shack, but I am interested to find out if it's a store that sells pickles and such or if it's a porn shop. Another day.

lots of good shit available here!

ingredients

I love the saying one of my teachers blurted out during critique last night.
He was going over how we're going to be incorporating color into our logos we are designing for our companies we chose to rebrand (I chose Aldo shoes).

He said
"If it's a color that's on the color wheel, it's not a real color - it's just an ingredient."

Because of this, I'm going to try to use a coppery green as one of the main colors in my new logo I'm working on.

I will post my work here, of course, when I'm done.

the color wheel of ingredients