Category - Blogging

This is my 1,000th post. What a milestone. What a crazy, awesome, and crazy awesome milestone. This blog has been a big or semi-big part of my life. I've written 560,791 words (that's including this post) by my own count. I've met some awesome and amazing people (you know who you are). The site helped me land my first job. 1,000 posts is a lot for anyone, and it's taken me five and a half years to reach, so it's a milestone worth observing.

For the occasion, I went back and looked at every post I've ever written. Man, did that take a long time. Looking back, I can see that I haven't changed very much. Sure, my early posts were written differently. They weren't as long, and they tended to rely on quotations and images (especially borrowed images). And I was only starting high school. But it is still me.

September 15, 2003: "Sure, I keep to myself a lot, but I think I should try to be more outgoing."

July 5, 2008: "I need to be more attuned to whether [girls] like me and not rush to date them. So that leaves a few simple steps: ... Actually contribute to a conversation, including talking to her. Be outgoing."

I thought that for my 1,000th entry, I would list some of my favorites from the past. (It's old-school to call blog posts "entries," but it's classy at the same time. Peppering your speech old-fashioned but still technically acceptable terms can make you sound authoritative, like when sports announcers refer to a football team as a "club" or a "squad" or when they call a game a "contest." Yes, I have been watching too much college football on TV, but in the early days of this blog, I used "post" and "entry" pretty much interchangeably. In fact, the permalink for each post still says "permanent link to this entry.")

Anyway, I thought that for my 1,000th entry, I would list some of my favorites from the past. But what really makes a post great? How do you separate the memories from the posts themselves? I don't think it's possible. Many of these posts are my favorites because of the notable events that they describe. And of course, they're in top-ten format, because is there any other way?

Without further ado, here are my top ten favorite posts of all time.

10. "To blog or not to blog?" (July 25, 2003)
    Few readers remember that The World of Stuff wasn't originally a blog but a bunch of random pages with a common home page where I kept track of updates. In one of these early entries, I proposed the much-quoted question, "To blog or not to blog?" (with the equally memorable answer "I mean, come on, who's going to want to read about a 14-year-old kid?"). Of course, I decided to blog, and it didn't turn out to be a bad idea.
9. "Election Day" (November 7, 2006)
   In 2006, Florida Senate minority leader Ron Klein was running for the US House of Representatives, and former President Bill Clinton campaigned for him at my high school. I was glad just to be able to write about being there, but in this post, I included some of the pictures I took. They really are worth a thousand words each. My favorite is the one of Clinton saluting the cheering audience as the band plays behind him and Klein beams off to the side. Klein went on to unseat the 13-term incumbent.
8. "Constraint in writing, fun in spring" (April 14, 2006)
   I wanted to see if I could write a post without using the letter "e." I came up with this post almost 500 words long. Besides lacking the most common letter in the English language, it was completely typical. I wrote about what was going on with my life as well as including some links and the usual "One year ago, two years ago" flashbacks I was doing at the time.
7. "[sic]" (February 25, 2006)
   In junior high school, I had a number of teachers who were prone to slips of the tongue. They often went unnoticed, but I wrote them down as I heard them because some of them were really funny and bizarre. When I got into high school, I expected the same thing of my new teachers, but there were no verbal goofs to be heard. After sitting on my old list of "teacherisms" for a while, I decided to post some of the best ones. They're still funny.
6. "Some more details" (November 30, 2004)
   Not all of these posts are my favorites in a good way. In my sophomore year of high school, Mr. Laguerre, a new teacher, died unexpectedly. Mr. Firestone, my psychology teacher, had become friends with him during his short time at Pompano High, so he decided to spend his next class explaining the psychology of death. He talked about his mother's failed battle with cancer, and many of my classmates broke down in tears as they shared stories of their own family members and friends who had died. It was so terribly sad and therapeutic at the same time. Just before graduating, I won a scholarship in Mr. Laguerre's honor.
5. "Things work out" (September 16, 2005)
   This might be my most referenced post of all time. At the beginning of my junior year of high school, I felt ready to start dating. I asked a girl named Nacole if she would go to a football game with me. The game was canceled due to Hurricane Katrina, so she changed the venue to her house and then to a hotel. My nervous feelings got worse when she announced her love for someone else and dated the guy. Finally, I approached her about the apparent misunderstanding. It turned out she hadn't considered our thing to be an actual date. Fortunately, it didn't hurt our friendship, and I still talk to her every so often. As first (non-)dating experiences go, it was pretty memorable and taught me some valuable lessons. We never went on the date.
4. "Day One (and Day Two)" (August 25, 2007)
   I thought my first few days of college would be like day one and day two of high school, but they weren't. When I started high school, I was nervous and just plain confused. But when I started college last year, I was more enthusiastic, and I managed to learn a lot in a short time. After less than a week on campus, I had prepared some advice based on my observations. I still recommend them to my friends who are starting college. I ended the post with my mailing address and a shameless plea for support that ended up receiving one generous reply.
3. "Where was I?" (March 22, 2008)
   My first year of college was an annus horribilis when it came to dating. After two rejections in the fall, I asked an acquaintance out to dinner and was excited that she said yes. But we had to reschedule, to my frustration and embarrassment (I had already postponed a visit to my family). As the date finally drew near, she asked if she could bring a friend. She... wait for it... didn't know it was a date! And when I told her it was, she said she wasn't interested in dating. I caved and let her bring her friend to dinner. It went smoothly. Later we went to see Kimya Dawson and friends put on a great show. So even though I was sorely disappointed, the night went rather well. It was another learning experience as well as the closest I've ever been to being on a date.
2. "The interview" (March 15, 2006)
   Another painful memory that has to be shared. During my junior year of high school, the school contacted me about participating in Boys State, a prestigious summer leadership program in the state capital. After much preparation, I went to the advisor's office to be interviewed by members of the American Legion, who immediately rejected me for not being religious enough. Having only recently come out of the atheist closet, I felt helpless, humiliated, and miserable. The only consolation came from my teacher, Mr. Miller, whose few words I will never forget. I wrote to Americans United for Separation of Church and State but received no reply. My readers in the school administration evidently didn't care either; they let the practice continue.
1. May 2007
   My final month of high school was jam-packed with so many unique experiences that it would be impossible to pick just one. First, I helped lead my school to an unexpected second place finish in the countywide high school programming competition, and the programming team landed a spot on the school's morning announcements. The school put on a carnival for the senior class. I helped give a disastrous speech for some BS technology thing. At the senior class awards, I won a scholarship while two of my friends sneaked out to streak at a football game. On the second to last day of school, there was a food fight in the cafeteria. At the senior breakfast, I was named class salutatorian. I danced with a hot girl at prom and then delivered a speech at graduation. So many things happened one after the other, but I captured them in as much detail as possible, knowing that nothing like this would ever happen again. And the memories are all there.

One of my favorite parts of blogging is sharing cool links that I find. Over the years, I've posted untold numbers of links, so I thought I'd present my favorites, excluding the ones that are now broken. (Honorable mention goes to season one of the BBC series Look Around You, which I linked to on July 5, 2006. Several of the links to individual episodes have died, but the rest are still riotously funny.)

Here are my top ten favorite links from the last 1,000 posts.

10. Internet '96 (July 29, 2006)
    Remember what the Internet looked like twelve years ago? Neither do I. Luckily, one netizen (does anyone say that anymore? did anyone ever say that?) provides snarky commentary on how major companies' sites looked in the early, amateurish days of the World Wide Web.
9. New and Improved Stereotypes (January 1, 2008)
   A collection of made-up stereotypes, complete with illustrations.
8. Mr. Roger Lord Mortimer's Neighborhood (March 26, 2006)
   A rich guy rips off Mister Rogers' Neighborhood... sort of. Hilarity ensues. This was the second YouTube video I ever featured.
7. Redefined: A Cappella Nintendo Medley (April 16, 2005)
   An a cappella group called Redefined sings and acts to a medley of old Nintendo theme songs. Very funny and impressive, considering that the Super Mario Bros. theme song is very hard to sing (and is accordingly one of the most butchered melodies in the history of music). Be sure to watch as well as listen. These guys are great!
6. 5 Men and a Limo (August 28, 2005)
   Do you ever wonder what those gravel-voiced movie announcers do in their spare time? Here's a video featuring five of America's top voice-over artists in one car, including the late, great Don LaFontaine.
5. Spamusement! (July 21, 2004)
   Poorly-drawn (but all the funnier) cartoons inspired by actual spam subject lines. The site is apparently no longer updated, but there are over 300 cartoons and active forums.
4. "Office Space" Recut (June 2, 2008)
   How about Office Space recut as a thriller? There are a lot of crappy recut trailers, but this one's pretty good. I promise. (In fact, it's amazing.)
3. Minesweeper: The Movie (March 10, 2008)
   Continuing the long tradition of movies based on video games, it's a movie based on everyone's favorite game to play when they're bored. Seriously, I played me a lot of Minesweeper in the spring, prompting my roommate to take notice and show me this video.
2. Back to the Future: The Enchantment Under the Sea Dance Revisited (August 9, 2006)
   What would it look like if the dance scenes from Back to the Future and Back to the Future Part II were synchronized? They actually fit together really well.
1. Dinosaur Comics (December 13, 2005)
   A webcomic that features the same panels every day, but with different dialogue. It's an example of constrained writing, but it hardly seems constrained at all. In fact, it's more like the author's random musings as projected through the main character, T-Rex. I've been reading Dinosaur Comics for three years now, and it's seriously hilarious. It's #1 because it's the cool link that keeps on giving.

Of course, this blog would be nothing without you, the readers. Whether you're a friend or a stranger, I enjoy interacting with you. Many of you have been reading for a long time. And of course, any subjective top ten list like the ones I just posted is subject to debate. (Am I absolutely insane for not including Post X?!) So comb through the archives and share your favorite posts and links with everyone. That is, if you have any favorites. If you don't, that's cool too. I'll just be over here celebrating.

Man, a thousand posts. Crazy.

Here are some things I've been thinking about.

My roommate plays the keyboard, and I play the guitar. We like some of the same music and should therefore totally jam. I haven't talked to our suitemates much yet, but I heard one of them playing "Black Dog" on the guitar the other day. Cool points to the room next door. (Also, cool points deducted from me because I only know the song from "Weird Al" Yankovic's "Trapped in the Drive-Thru.")

I ran into my old roommate, Adam, and his friend, Stephen, at the food court in the student union the other day. (That term confused me when I was looking at schools. "College students aren't unionized... are they?") Anyway, we caught up on things, and Adam brought up the idea he had last year about me getting a column in the Independent Florida Alligator. I never wrote about it here in case I contacted the Alligator and had them read the blog. Well, that didn't happen. I've thought about what I could write about. Columns give you so little space, and you have to, like, use good grammar and have a topic and things like that. Could I have a column about nothing?

(But if they liked my style and offered me a column unsolicitedly, that would be totally cool. Hey, Alligator editor-in-chief Jessica DaSilva, am I just the thing you're looking for? Um, my writing, I mean. Is it just the thing you're looking for?)

Last year, I was pretty impressed by my roommate's dual-monitor setup. I was also impressed by his desktop backgrounds. Whenever he changed his wallpaper (which was pretty often), I had to try to make mine something cooler, even though I had only one screen. Now that we're not roommates anymore, I've hardly changed my background at all, and my new roommate's computer is situated such that I can't see the screen. The arms race is over. (For those of you who are wondering, my background is this photo reversed.)

Living in a dorm has its frustrating moments. I encountered one such frustration last year during my repeated, failed attempts to connect to IRC servers. I was pretty sure that the dorm network blocked all IRC traffic, but they actually only block some ports (though they won't say which ones). Port 6667 is definitely blocked, but I found out that it's possible to connect to Freenode (irc.freenode.net) through port 8001. To help other students who have had problems with IRC in the dorms, I've set up this list of server/port combinations that work and don't work on the dorm network. Hopefully some people will find it and contribute.

The BBC reports on some of the oldest known jokes, the oldest of which is a 3,900-year-old fart joke. It's not very funny, but some of the others are.

In this video, a law professor explains why you should never talk to the police during an interrogation. The professor allowed a veteran police officer to speak after him, not knowing whether he would agree. The officer agreed.

Guitarist Herman Li of Dragonforce, which is apparently a band that makes use of guitar sound effects, shows you how to make some sound effects on the guitar. Pretty sweet.

My last post might have been a snoozer for many of you, but hopefully not. I try to make things interesting around here. But as evidenced by the break from my usual form, I have a lot of things to write about right now. In fact, I have a long list of topics to get to, which is a good thing. If you look back at the archives, you can see that I posted more during the first few years than I have during the past few years. Recently, the occasional brief lull has crept in. I'm not proud of that; I've always striven to post regularly. I can't say that when I started blogging, I did it for the lulls.

Readers, I am outraged. My friend Luke informed me that Sunday's South Florida Sun-Sentinel stole the title of my blog post from Saturday. Just look at that headline. Like mine, there isn't even a comma to set off the subject of address!

Okay, so a quick Google search reveals that I wasn't the only person to think of this clever headline, but is it even appropriate for a newspaper? The Sun-Sentinel seems to be more style than substance these days. Case in point: see the headline at the top? "A Bold New Sun Sentinel." They've apparently redesigned the paper to look less newspapery and more short-attention-span-y. Now, the title of the newspaper can intuitively be found in tiny letters under the giant "S" on the side of the front page.

In any case, this weather has put a damper on some of my plans. I might be leaving for college on Thursday rather than Wednesday. And I was going to play baseball with my friends Nick and TJ today, but that's not going to happen because we're starting to get hit by the tropical storm right now. It's not too bad right now, and maybe it won't get too much worse.

Fortunately, I did get to hang out with Nick and TJ on Saturday night. We went to South Beach, looking for some fun. Because we were checking out the nightlife, I naturally brought my new sunglasses. But once again, we didn't plan far enough ahead. Apparently there's nothing to do there if you're under the drinking age, which is a puritanical 21. We learned an important lesson: being over 18 isn't a big deal if you're under 21.

Yet another Jeopardy!-related link: a contestant describes his recent experience on the show.

You may be a bad speller, but be glad you're not as bad as this newspaper that misspelled its name on the front page.

Getting around on a bicycle in the United States seems to be a real inconvenience. A reluctant Walmart customer describes her experience having to take her bike into the store because there was no place to keep it safe outside.

More metablogging: in my last post, I mentioned that "for reasons that are outside the scope of this entry, my posts from 2003 and 2004 have never been loaded into WordPress." It's a topic I want to go into a little more, so it's the scope of this entry.

Before I moved to WordPress on January 2, 2005, I wasn't using any particular blogging software to blog. I was manually writing posts on the main page, moving old posts to the archives, and adding items to the RSS feed one by one. It got tedious after a while, which is why I made the switch. But I never moved my old posts (except the post of January 1, 2005) to WordPress, where they could each have an individual URL and be tagged and commented on. That left 346 posts from 2003 and 2004 that don't quite fit in with the rest.

The most obvious reason for not adding the Original 346 was the issue of permalinks. They are supposed to be, as the name implies, permanent. Back then, I found it most convenient to use a permalink scheme unlike any known to man. Each monthly archive was on a single page (for example, /archives/200312.html) with each post's "permalink" being specified by a different fragment (the part after the #). The fragment was originally in the numeric format YYYYMMDDHHMM, but I later changed it to dDDHHMM. The letter "d" was added to the beginning because fragments should be specified by unique element IDs, and IDs may not begin with a number. I updated all the old permalinks and the posts that linked to others. Sounds pretty impressive, but it was just a matter of doing search-and-replaces in HTML files.

Anyway, to move the old posts to WordPress, I'd have to change these permalinks a second time, and it seems like the best way to do this would be to do 346 find-and-replaces on the database with PHPMyAdmin, a la these instructions. That doesn't sound too hard. I've done more tedious things. As for redirecting the old links, I wouldn't create hundreds of complex .htaccess rules to redirect old posts to their new permanent (?) URLs, but it would be simple to redirect them to their new monthly archive pages.

Those issues are technical. They can be solved relatively easily. But there's an editorial consideration that arises from technical conditions. WordPress allows you to set a single time zone for your blog. I have it permanently set to Eastern Standard Time, UTC -5. In the pre-WordPress days, things were different. From April 2003 to October 2004, I dated my posts with UTC because I was dumb. This means that I had a different definition of "today" than my environs indicated. I would write a post just after "midnight" describing the events of yesterday, but yesterday was actually that same day because "midnight" was 7:00 P.M. I thought that people in other time zones wouldn't understand EST but would understand their offset from UTC. Yeah, really.

The question remains: should I edit my old posts to reflect my local time? Should I change those old yesterdays to todays and the todays to tomorrows? This could have interesting consequences, such as having posts move from one month to another. It would also throw my old flashback "One year ago, two years ago" links out of whack. But it would make the old posts consistent and less confusing for readers.

There are a few other issues associated with moving the Original 346 to WordPress. The only one I can think of off the top of my head is that I'd have to remove the occasional formatting from post titles (example) as well as the "Plus:" subtitles that I used to use. No big loss there.

If I do move the Original 346, which sounds increasingly likely, I'll probably convert the blog's categories to tags and re-tag each of my posts. Categories are pretty hierarchical, and you tend not to create new ones except once in a great while. Tags are created on the fly and can be for the nonce, although they're most useful if they're used at least a few times. They can touch upon things that would be too trivial to merit creating a category. For example, if I wrote a post about going to a steakhouse with my friends, I could tag the post "friends," "dinner," "steak," the name of the restaurant, and so on. It sure would be interesting to look back on all my old posts that had to do with steak.

From the BBC: How not to do an American accent.

Here's a recipe for chocolate cake in 5 minutes. I haven't tried it. It might be disgusting.

More about Legos: A rare glimpse inside the Lego factory.

If portions of this site were unaccessible with strange error messages for about 45 minutes yesterday, it's because I was upgrading WordPress, the blogging platform that this blog runs on. It's something I don't do very often due to the sheer complexity and (for some of you who tried to read the blog yesterday) inconvenience of the upgrade process. (I liken it to pulling out some of your own teeth and putting in new ones according to a manual. It is actually deleting some of your own files and putting in new ones according to a manual.) The process of being told to delete lots of important files but not others gives me such a sinking feeling that I only upgrade every six months or so even though running an old version of WordPress puts me at risk of known security exploits.

So I jumped up from Wordpress 2.3.2 to 2.6, skipping the entire version 2.5 in the process (there was no version 2.4). With each upgrade, it's pleasant to see the dashboard — what I see when I'm writing posts — subtly or not-so-subtly redesigned, even though it takes me a little while to get used to it. There are some new features back here that I like too. I like that WordPress shows me my word count as I'm typing this post, and how it seems to automatically save the post more often. And it gives me more fun facts at a glance, such as the following:

(The number of posts is not quite accurate; for reasons that are outside the scope of this entry, my posts from 2003 and 2004 have never been loaded into WordPress. The actual count of posts can be found on the archives page.)

I had been vaguely aware that when you mark a comment as spam in WordPress, it disappears from your blog but isn't deleted. Thanks to my ingenuity, I never get comment spam anymore, but WordPress 2.6 alerted me to the fun fact that thousands of old, nonsensical offers for home loans, online casinos, and V1a-gr--@ were taking up room in my database. There were also a few legitimate comments that were automatically marked as spam even though I had no anti-spam plugins running at the time. Sorry, Evan and Kirsten. Your comments are posted now, six months to a year late. There may have been others I didn't catch, so if you've been waiting for two years to see your comment posted, you'd better stop now.

Evan's comment mentioned the word "porn" (a running joke from bash.org). I wonder if certain keywords or patterns trigger(ed) the automatic spam-marking of comments. Folks, why don't you talk about porn and we can see if your comments show up?

A final note: each version of WordPress seems to be getting more and more bloated. Please, stop the bloat. I don't want static pages, post revisions, widgets, link categories, or a media library. I don't even use tags. I probably should, but I don't want to tag all my old posts, and I don't want to convert my old categories to tags because there are undoubtedly some extra tags I could assign to each of them. I could spend a week doing that. Why does anyone need categories and tags, anyway? I mean, I think I understand the subtle differences between them, but they're pretty similar.

Another Lego-related link: Classic photographs restaged in Lego.

Something else about porn: Why ISPs' "Stand" Against Child Porn Is Actually Not a Stand Against Child Porn.

I've long been wondering what web browser Richard Stallman, the iconic head of the Free Software Foundation, uses. He's a principled man who would never use a browser that didn't meet his definition of free software. Even Firefox isn't free enough for him. But I was surprised to learn that Stallman does not use a web browser at all:

That's hardcore. Now I just wonder what e-mail program he uses.

In October 2003, I "suddenly became obsessed with the metric system," as I put it at the time. I mentioned plans for writing an article called "The Metric System: Ten Times Better or Inching Toward a Metric America." Well, that didn't happen. A fragmentary draft exists on my computer, last modified on October 19, 2003:

Convincing, ain't it?

As I may have mentioned, my parents have had our house for sale for almost a year now. On Saturday, we had a small garage sale. This is kind of a big deal because the only other garage sale we've ever had (as long as I've been around) was before we moved into our current house. It's a way of having less stuff to move. I couldn't think of anything I wanted to sell, mainly because I threw/gave away a lot of my stuff before heading off to college last year. The stuff I have left I want to keep, give away, or sell for a reasonable amount of money. I can't think of anything that I'd want to unload for a token price. Here are some things I actually have in my room:

• A metal detector
• Records
• 400+ issues of National Geographic Magazine
• A sledgehammer
• A lava lamp
• An inflatable pool raft
• World War II ration stamps
• An old lady wig
• A snapshot of an old Irish man playing the accordion (thanks, Luke)
• An uncut sheet of $1 bills
• A large stuffed penguin wearing a Santa Claus hat

...and much more. Man, I have a lot of stuff. But the garage sale didn't do very well, from what I hear. (I was asleep during much of it.)

Here in the United States, we're lucky to have some freedom. The same can't be said of the Top Five Most Censored Countries in the World. (Disclaimer: I am friends with the author.)

This is actually interesting, with nice pictures: 10 Very Rare Clouds.

One Post Wonder is a blog that features old blogs that have only one post. It would be funny if it were itself a one-post wonder, but it's not.

For the past five years, this blog has served as my personal journal, among other things. But I've been writing in journal-like settings for longer than that. Probably starting around first or second grade, I would have to write about a certain topic each day in a "journal." The golden age of the journal seemed to be around third grade, which is when I would have to write about things like "How I'd get my cat down from a 10 ft. tree" (February 19, 1998), "My Amazing Machine" (March 30, 1998), and "I Like Being a Boy Because":

I was pretty bent on preserving those editions of "Jordon's Journal," judging by the handwritten alphabetical index of titles I added to the end of each volume. But over the years, my elementary and junior high teachers required less and less journaling. I must have found the practice interesting enough that I decided to keep a real journal for myself.

The book itself is a small notebook that, as I recall, had come pre-packaged with a larger one that I used for school. I had previously used this small notebook as a stick-figure flipbook, but I covered the front cover with paper, leaving a window for the words "The Stick Flipbook," so it would read:

In the first entry, written on the evening of Wednesday, February 24, 1999, I briefly described a few things that had happened that day, including my first encounter with the 50 State Quarters series. I wrote that I had argued with my sister and my friend Sean, and that my friend Reid was "his usual." Such is the exciting life of a nine-year-old. Other entries were equally banal. "Dear Journal," began an entry written three days later,

I wrote about everything interesting that happened, including field trips. ("Dear Journal, I went to the Seaquarium yesterday and found that Flipper is still alive.") Soon, I was writing mainly about interesting things and ignoring the boring days. I would bring my journal on every family trip and chronicle it in detail. The most significant of these was a two-week car trip to Pittsburgh that July, which remains the longest vacation I've ever been on in terms of time as well as distance traveled... probably.

For the duration of the trip, I had Pennsylvania-mania (a term that, while cheesy, cannot be found in the journal). I would write a Pennsylvania-themed trivia question at the bottom of each odd-numbered page and the answer on each even page. I would keep track of our mileage between stops and some of the places at which we ate each day, as well as all the things we did and what time we entered each new state. A typical entry:

The answer is the Pennsylvania Turnpike. At the end of the trip, I had gathered these fun facts:

• We drove 3,353 miles.
• I estimated that we used 134 gallons of gas. I wonder where I came up with the figure of 25 MPG. I probably asked my dad.
• We saw 72 deer. That's kind of a big deal since we don't have them in South Florida.
• We used 10 rolls of film. I estimated this to be 240 pictures.
• We drove through the states of Florida, Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina, Virginia, West Virginia, Pennsylvania, Ohio, and Maryland.

In 2000, I wrote about a cruise to Cozumel in March-April and a trip to the Blue Ridge Mountains in October. I also wrote about starting junior high school, mentioning my 22-year-old homeroom teacher, who was "SO HOT!!!" (I'm not going to lie. She was an attractive woman. She probably still is. And dang if I'm not almost as old now as she was then.) I also wrote about the antics of my science teacher, Mr. Tuttle:

There were more excursions to write about in 2001. I covered a trip up the east coast of Florida in April and a wedding in Charleston, South Carolina, in June. I recorded the last entry in the journal on pages 72-74 on Saturday, August 4, 2001. I described my experience at summer camp up to that point and my attempt to start a band with my friends:

Days later, almost on a whim, I would get my first guitar. It was a pivotal moment that helped shape the person I am today. And only 20 months later, I started The World of Stuff and took up journaling again, this time for the world.

And today, I am a Macho Nacho.

To my surprise, the Esperanto article I was supposed to be interviewed for was published today. The reporter interviewed my friend Andy at my suggestion and never got back to me. I'm glad for him, anyway. Plus, our hopefully-soon-to-be-launched Esperanto club got a mention. From the article:

Here's the full article: Esperanto fans in S. Florida cling to idealistic language.

Okay, this is something I really can't figure out for the life of me. Why do a few of my blog posts attract so much comment spam? This old post, "Where's my trailer?", gets upwards of hundreds of spam attempts a day. (No comment spam actually gets through thanks to the two anti-spam measures I've had in place for about a year.) "Really bad Rita" is another eternal favorite for spammers, as are "Where's my trailer again?", "Tornado waste of time", "Here's to 16 more", "From the song files of Jordon Kalilich", and a few others. I find it interesting that they were all posted in 2005. Other than that, I can't find a common link. I haven't done a word analysis of those posts, but it's not like I'm talking about mortgages, ringtones, gambling, World of Warcraft gold, or prescription drugs. (Am I asking for it here?) What's the deal? I challenge my other blogging readers to find (if possible) their most frequently spammed entries. What do they have in common that's so attractive to spammers?

As I was writing this, I heard a voice call out in the hallway. That's funny, I thought in italics, that sounds like Shannon, our RA from last semester who has since graduated. Then I heard another voice: "Shannon!"

It was Shannon indeed. She was her same old bleach-blonde self with her same old Midwestern accent, though she was looking tanner than ever. She's been applying to moderately prestigious law schools throughout the country, but, frustratingly, she's been waitlisted by most of them. Since moving back home to Chicago, she's been thinking about retaking the LSAT, and she's gotten a job (at a tanning salon). She said she's here in town with her friends till Saturday, and that she'll be around to hang out with her (not so) old floormates.

And now, the links.

Read about the Curious Histories of Generic Domain Names.

Dot-com days are here again? Check out some Web 2.0 Workplaces.

In this quiz, you're presented with six paintings. You have to guess whether each was painted by an artist or an ape. My roommate got four right.

I am sick, so nobody can kiss me today. Sounds like it's time for some stream-of-consciousness action.

I had some tests over the past few days. Last Wednesday, I had a test in my biology class and I did well. On Friday, I had a test in differential equations and got a pretty good grade. On Monday, I had a test in physics, and, well -- it counts as a C on their own special grading scale. Let's leave it at that. (Leaving it not at that, I just want to say that I'm glad that a B+ is between 80-90%.)

I've actually been sick since I woke up Monday. (Great way to start a Monday, isn't it?) Monday and yesterday it was a throat thing. Today it was a nose thing. There are no more tissues around here.

Random thought (I'm writing stream-of-consciousness-ly, so I'm allowed to inject random thoughts): If this is my fifth "Stream of Consciousness" post between November 18, 2005, and today, and the Super Bowl has occurred annually since 1967, then in what year will I write a stream of consciousness post that has the same Roman numeral as that year's Super Bowl? Express your answer as a year in Roman numerals.

(Note: I just want to test the idea that if a site has a sufficiently large fan base, then its loyal and devoted readers will do anything you ask them to. Or, at least, one of them will, anyway.)

How about that Super Bowl, anyway? I had an inkling that it would be the most-watched Super Bowl ever, and I was right. In fact, it was the second most watched TV program in American history, behind only the last episode of "M*A*S*H." (That's fun to type.) But anyway, I knew it would be an exciting game, no matter who won. What an upset for the previously undefeated Patriots. They'll be talking about that one for years to come. (And my poor roommate, who's originally from Massachusetts, wasn't very happy.)

Speaking of roommates and rooms, today was my day to sign up for housing for next year. I decided to stay in Hume Hall, and luckily, I won the lottery to stay. I even got to pick what room I could stay in (from a selection of a few). I chose a room on the opposite side of my same floor. I like being on the second floor. I don't have to spend too much time walking up and down the stairs.

Ah, there's nothing like a detailed entry about your web host's new bandwidth pricing policy to attract zero comments from readers. I'm starting to feel the savings now, though. I can actually watch my bandwidth costs go down. $0.9837 per gigabyte and falling, baby!

My sister's going home for the weekend, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to. Well, for one, I go away a lot as it is, and I think it's important for me to spend time here and socialize with my dorm-mates. Also, since I'm paying $tons to stay here, I might as well get my money's worth. On the other hand, it is nice to see my family. I'll probably still be sick on Friday, so I don't think I'm going to go home. (It's bad enough being sick and feeling awful, but being sick and feeling awful in a car for five hours? Bleah.)

And for those of you keeping score at home, this is my 899th post.

I guess the Oscars are coming up or something, so read about 6 Odd Moments in Oscar History.

More about that friggin' Super Bowl: If you watched the Super Bowl (I accidentally typed "bowel" there -- good thing I allow myself to correct typos in these kinds of posts), then you probably noticed a lot of advertising from Bridgestone, the tire company. Well, it turns out they're just trying to clean up their image in the face of a human rights lawsuit.

Science education in Florida's schools rather sucks. I should know because I was subjected to it for a few years recently. Okay, my school in particular wasn't so bad, but it could have been better. Anyway, there's a petition you can sign that aims to change that.

Now, time for some hot soup (of the ramen-like variety) and probably some rest. Ah, that sounds good. Oh, and a hot shower, too. Yeah. But not in that order.

As I write this, my bandwidth is now $0.9829 per gigabyte.

I've known about geocaching for a long time, but until recently, I'd never actually done it. Basically, geocaching is where you hide a small box with little things in it and post its coordinates on the Internet so people can try to find it. People who find your cache can sign a log in the box and swap out whatever little trinkets you have in there. It's for people who like treasure hunting and going out into the wilderness and things like that.

My suitemates Adam and Cameron recently found out about geocaching, and one of the first things we did together when we got back from winter break on Sunday was to look for some caches in the woods next to our dorm. Cameron had seen on the geocaching web site that there were two there. With their coordinates programmed into his GPS, we set out to find them. Adam found the first one in a tree that had fallen over. That one was pretty easy. Searching for the next one was pretty interesting because it took us to an area we didn't even know existed; it was pretty scenic, like a park.

The spot where the cache was supposed to be was near a boardwalk, so we looked over and around it and in the surrounding woods, but to no avail. Finally, Cameron found a hidden container with a few things in it -- but it wasn't a geocache. It was a letterbox; letterboxing is similar to geocaching, but this wasn't the cache that Cameron had found out about online. The notebook inside indicated that it had been placed earlier that same day.

So the search continued. Eventually, I found a box that was hidden along the side of the boardwalk; it was the same color as the wood, so it was camouflaged very well. That was the geocache we were looking for. According to the log inside, numerous people had found it over the past few years.

It only goes to show how popular geocaching and letterboxing are. Maybe I should get into it. I do have a GPS receiver at home that I never found much use for. And if we were able to find two (actually three) caches in such a small area, I can't even imagine how many there must be all over town. (Actually, if I went to the geocaching web site, I could look it up, and then I would be able to imagine it.) And, of course, it would be cool if I hid my own cache somewhere and checked back to see if people had found it. It's a cool idea.

Buying textbooks is kind of crazy. Luckily, my purchases were covered under my financial aid, but that doesn't mean that things had to go smoothly. As I picked up my order from the bookstore on Monday, they gave me the wrong Physics books; I was supposed to get parts 1 and 2 of the textbook when instead I got parts 3 and 4. Unfortunately, I didn't notice till I had gotten back to my dorm, so going back and trying to explain the situation was a big hassle. I got the books I needed, and to give back the ones I didn't, I was redirected to the return and exchange line, which started outside the door of the store. My new books set off the anti-theft alarm. Lovely, right?

So I'm trying to explain to the security guard why it seems like I'm stealing these books. I don't think he really suspected that, but when you have a store security guard saying "Let me get this straight..." to a long-haired college kid in a Rolling Stones t-shirt, it tends to look suspicious. Once I managed to explain that I paid for parts 1 and 2 and needed to return parts 3 and 4, they held the new books for me (standard procedure, y'understand) while I waited in line to give back the books I didn't need. Finally, when I got the cashier there to understand what was going on, he deactivated the bar code on my new books, which a staff member had brought over, and took back the books I got by mistake.

I should have kept them for next year.

I haven't had much luck selling my books. I managed to unload my chemistry book, but my calculus book is now out of date, and nobody wants the old edition. I did sell my course pack for Social Geography, though; I pulled it off by standing outside the class as it got out on Tuesday and asking if people wanted to buy it. I was asking $50, but the guy I was talking to only had $45, so I took that. Not bad for a $63 book.

New feature: when comment on a post, you can now choose to be notified of future comments on the post via e-mail. I've tested it out, and it seems to work, so give it a try. With each e-mail, you'll be provided a link to manage your subscriptions and even change your subscription e-mail address. As usual, your address is safe with me; it won't be given to anyone ever in any way. I enjoy this feature when it's employed on other blogs (such as mcgees.org and now All About Me - And Then Some), and I think you'll enjoy it on The World of Stuff. Hopefully, it will encourage commenting, discussion, and "first post" comments. That would be awesome.

If passed by the House of Representatives, H.R. 888 would be a grave insult to non-Christians and everyone who cares about separation of church and state in America. Joshua McGee says it better than I ever could.

Diamond-encrusted gadgets are always tacky. Here's Wired's list of The Worst Diamond-Encrusted Gadgets Of All Time.

Here's a pretty cool periodic table.