Breaking news.... There is a frog that can breathe through its skin. He's LUNG LESS! By absorbing oxygen through his skin, he has no need for them. David Bickford from the National University of Singapore has described the development as "evolving backwards". This makes me wonder what the first thing humans would lose if we evolved backwards.
I would hope it would be something like toe hair, which is not an attractive quality no matter who you are. (Unless you are Beyonce or Jessica Alba and are required by Hollywood Law to remove it). Unfortunately our predecessors were covered in hair, so this may not be the first option. It would probably be something like the appendix or gallbladder, something we can already live without.
But what if it was something like our pinkies? Where would Donald Trump put his pinkie ring? Or what if it was our kneecaps and we had jelly legs?
I think it is time to stop. My terrible past with icky Biology videos is coming back to haunt me, specifically that one with the man born without skin.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
The End of Jayhawk Rule
Aaahhhh. The NCAA tournament is finally over and Jayhawk fans have been rewarded for their obnoxious devotion.
Although I enjoy college sports, and the basketball season is one of its best, any fun ends for me with a Kansas victory. March Madness progressed with the KU basketball team moving up the bracket and Jayhawk pride sprouting everywhere. The Kansas City Star didn't even continue pretending to be unbiased. It featured the team on every sports section cover and most front pages. Needless to say, the newspaper quickly became acquainted with my family's recycling bin.
I have nothing wrong with having a team... I just have a problem with choosing KU as your team.
KU fans will plaster "2008 NCAA Basketball Champions" on every banner, flag, and t-shirt they can find. The looming clouds of memorabilia already give me stomach cramps.
I'll just have to wait until football season begins. Spring training reports will tide me over, but my patience will be worth it when I see Todd Reesing pull another clump of Tiger Gold turf out of his helmet, and pout like the whiny Jayhawk he is.
Give 'em hell Tigers.
Although I enjoy college sports, and the basketball season is one of its best, any fun ends for me with a Kansas victory. March Madness progressed with the KU basketball team moving up the bracket and Jayhawk pride sprouting everywhere. The Kansas City Star didn't even continue pretending to be unbiased. It featured the team on every sports section cover and most front pages. Needless to say, the newspaper quickly became acquainted with my family's recycling bin.
I have nothing wrong with having a team... I just have a problem with choosing KU as your team.
KU fans will plaster "2008 NCAA Basketball Champions" on every banner, flag, and t-shirt they can find. The looming clouds of memorabilia already give me stomach cramps.
I'll just have to wait until football season begins. Spring training reports will tide me over, but my patience will be worth it when I see Todd Reesing pull another clump of Tiger Gold turf out of his helmet, and pout like the whiny Jayhawk he is.
Give 'em hell Tigers.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Watching the crowd
People watching may be my preferred form of entertainment. Although I have a claustrophobia issue in crowds, when not feeling squished, I generally enjoy surveying my surroundings. I don't know if it is because I am critical of others, or that I just like to observe people. In other words, this could be a good or a bad habit.
Parent-child interaction makes a good subject. Anywhere there is shopping (i.e. Grocery stores, bookstores, department stores) are always thick with frazzled parents toting squalling kids. The environment invariably creates a tantrum, and the range of parent reactions is wide. I prefer the explosions.
Another subject is kids my age on college visits. During information sessions there is usually a good mix of kids whose feelings are worn on their faces and almost always connected to a body function of some time. Those who are dragged there by parents with high expectations, and cry of boredom or just roll their eyes and sigh loudly. Then there are those who are so excited about college, they almost pee their pants. And finally, those who are so scared they almost pee their pants. While attempting to listen to the same information I've heard 13 times, I love to see who matches which description.
Even everyday high school is a study in human behavior. Without continually being able to attempt a guess at what a person's thoughts are based on their actions, I think my brain would cease to function. What else would it do when wandering away from my government notes and vocab. flash cards?
Parent-child interaction makes a good subject. Anywhere there is shopping (i.e. Grocery stores, bookstores, department stores) are always thick with frazzled parents toting squalling kids. The environment invariably creates a tantrum, and the range of parent reactions is wide. I prefer the explosions.
Another subject is kids my age on college visits. During information sessions there is usually a good mix of kids whose feelings are worn on their faces and almost always connected to a body function of some time. Those who are dragged there by parents with high expectations, and cry of boredom or just roll their eyes and sigh loudly. Then there are those who are so excited about college, they almost pee their pants. And finally, those who are so scared they almost pee their pants. While attempting to listen to the same information I've heard 13 times, I love to see who matches which description.
Even everyday high school is a study in human behavior. Without continually being able to attempt a guess at what a person's thoughts are based on their actions, I think my brain would cease to function. What else would it do when wandering away from my government notes and vocab. flash cards?
Monday, March 31, 2008
Day 1
The last day of March may be the slowest of the year... Missouri has not escaped winter's grasp and summer seems (and is) miles away. The students of Liberty will be forced to drudge through nearly five weeks of school without breaks; that is if you're not a senior. I think senior-itis comes early here. Juniors waiting for their cap and gowns slowly go crazy. It doesn't help that they must complete the final year of MAP testing.
After dipping their toes in the pool of standardized testing, LHS juniors are biting at the chance to partake in a four/five hour essay test while seniors sleep in or go to Perkins for breakfast. I may not be able to pose as a senior for a pancake breakfast this week, but I am still holding out hope no one will notice if I join the long line of seniors crossing the stage in May. The only thing holding me back is my diploma. Maybe a good calligrapher can help me out?
After dipping their toes in the pool of standardized testing, LHS juniors are biting at the chance to partake in a four/five hour essay test while seniors sleep in or go to Perkins for breakfast. I may not be able to pose as a senior for a pancake breakfast this week, but I am still holding out hope no one will notice if I join the long line of seniors crossing the stage in May. The only thing holding me back is my diploma. Maybe a good calligrapher can help me out?
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