In senate at 1121

YAY! !!!!!!

Sonia just gave a speech, but it didn't help because the students are going to pay a ton of money for busses, but that is all right, because the y needed it for full ADA compliance, which is good, because we should be progressive not regressive. Yay!!!

Wednesday Happiness

Is there anything better than chilling on a Wednesday afternoon, blaring Can't you Hear me Knockin by the Stones? I am sitting here, blaring it as loud as my stereo can go, and enjoying my beautiful view outside my apartment. Life could not be better.

2nd post to come today during Senate. Watch out bootsy, we're watching you.

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The Rolling Stones Can't You Hear Me Knocking

(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

Yeah, you got satin shoes
Yeah, you got plastic boots
Y'all got cocaine eyes
Yeah, you got speed-freak jive

Can't you hear me knockin' on your window
Can't you hear me knockin' on your door
Can't you hear me knockin' down your dirty street, yeah

Help me baby, ain't no stranger
Help me baby, ain't no stranger
Help me baby, ain't no stranger

Can't you hear me knockin', ahh, are you safe asleep?
Can't you hear me knockin', yeah, down the gas light street, now
Can't you hear me knockin', yeah, throw me down the keys
Alright now

Hear me ringing big bell tolls
Hear me singing soft and low
I've been begging on my knees
I've been kickin', help me please
Hear me prowlin'
I'm gonna take you down
Hear me growlin'
Yeah, I've got flatted feet now, now, now, now
Hear me howlin'
And all, all around your street now
Hear me knockin'
And all, all around your town

Son day, Sun day, sunday, Ice cream sundae

I choose you number four.

This weekend:
-Great time in Manhattan
-Iggy Pop, you got nothing, I got 4 stars on Search and Destroy
-Awesome time on Friday at Eurotrash, I am trashy and faux European, so...awesome
-Pat, good work on the G. word
-Name the song:

You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler
Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train
Mama's got cramps, and look at your hands ache
(I heard the news today, oh boy)
I got a suite and you got defeat
Ain't there a man who can say no more?
And, ain't there a woman I can
sock on the jaw?
And, ain't there a child I can hold without judging?
Ain't there a pen that will write before they die?
Ain't you proud that you've still got faces?
Ain't there one damn song that can make me
break down and cry?


Time for your moment of zen:

Finance makes me feel like such a jerk...

...I always leave Finance committee feeling like an asshole.

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Guest blogging begins by Lennea C.
Greetings! I write this to you from the loveliness that is the KU Student Senate Finance Committee. I absolutely adore Finance. Finance is the guardian of the coffers of the Student Senate, and thus their job is quite difficult. Whereas other committee meetings might last 20 minutes, Finance regularly lasts hours--and its students are just as busy (if not more) as their peers on other committees. Despite such personal time constraints, these devoted senators are willing to spend over 2.5 hours so far of this beautiful evening confined to a humid, slightly smelly room in order to preserve the integrity of the whole of Student Senate.

On another note, I think that the best way to fight terrorism abroad, as well as social ills at home, would be to raise the price of petroleum fuel to $10.00 per gallon or more. When the cost of fuel begins to restrict travel to the point of oil conservation, Americans will begin to live in accordance with frugality. As the oil consumption would decrease, many nations in the Middle East would be starved of the excess revenues that, in certain instances, (Hi, Jarrod's Mom!) fund groups that espouse violence against Americans, women, and ethnic and religious minorities. [Hizbollah seems a fitting example of a group that benefits from oil revenues.] Moreover, as Americans drive less, the woes of suburbia on social and familial unity will be unveiled. Suburban sprawl has enabled families to live further apart, separated by dozens, if not hundreds or thousands, of miles. Stripping the suburbs of their allure would preserve current farmland that is being encroached upon, as well as serve as the impetus for suburban dwellers to relocate to places that are closer to their places of employment. A reduction in driving would also encourage more Americans to adopt an active lifestyle by walking to more locations, thus helping to counter the epidemic of obesity in the United States. Would this drastic increase on the price of fuel be pleasant? Certainly not--it would be a difficult burden to bear. But, like the rationing of materials during World War II, it would enable the realization that petroleum is a precious resource that is not to be squandered, and that oil, while it has increased the ease of American life in certain ways, has also brought about a variety of detriments that affect short and long-term safety and social harmony.

Senate's Finance Committee is now nearing its third hour. I wish you all a fabulous evening and implore you to remember that your elected representatives in government, in addition to sometimes having grievous personal flaws, also are men and women of sacrifice that believe in the public good. I am in a room full of such individuals at present, and it is one of the most inspiring activities that I have found on campus to date.
Shalom, my friends!

No one knew the quote from below...

...first person who writes in the comments identifying where that is from gets a monster hug/ice cream treat from Jarrod when I see you next. No cheating, and Google is totally cheating.

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Just got done with K. Benson's class -- went pretty well. I was no Guitar wielding podcaster, but pretty good discussion nonetheless.

Hit me up, I'm feeling social. You know you wanna...

Yeah.

Billy: We did it, man. We did it, we did it. We're rich, man. We're retirin' in Florida now, mister.

Wyatt: You know Billy, we blew it.

Today, Sunday, Feb. 18 --

I am ---

--tired from Friday night at BenKori's/RedLyon/BenKori's. awesome time though.
--upset we had to forfeit at BB today.
--thankful for friends like Kori and Elaine for their needed help.
--vicariously excited for Into the Streets Week for the CCO gang.
--optimistic about speaking tomorrow at K. Benson's class.

The Jayhawks are --
--Ballin'. Hot diggity dog, the Hawks are playing well. Good luck KSUck tomorrow.

Peace.

"If your life depended upon it...

...what could you do?"

For example, I think I could watch one hour of Laguna Beach.


Question submitted by Aaron B. EDIT: But not answer. I said the part about Laguna Beach. If Aaron had to answer, he would have said something like "I, Aaron B. could shop at Old Navy, if my life depended on it."

Any questions boss?

Regarding the interesting lady at the Dole Institute that attacked the panel...

So, I'm sitting there, enjoying the panel session with five top political bloggers at the Dole Institute on Tuesday, and we come to Q and A. This is always my favorite part of any session, because you really learn a lot from speakers when they have to answer on the fly.

Apparently, another audience member appreciates Q and A too. Her question, and I paraphrase:

Um, I ask this question, because when I look up, I see four of five of you that are white, men, and wealthy political bloggers, my question, I ask, how do you represent me on the blogosphere? How are you representing people who don't have a voice in traditional media?

Interesting, I think. This could be fun. Of course, her totally stereotype was off, as one of the bloggers was part-Native American, and several of them made comments that they weren't wealthy. I'm sure Jerome has cash, but I don't doubt that several of the panelists are paid equivalent amount that civil servants and most political operators make (read: not much).

And their response, which I think Jerome said: "If we aren't representing you, make a blog yourself. It costs nothing."

Spot on. This is the beauty of blogging. It isn't traditional media where you would need hundreds of thousands of dollars to start a printing press, nor the immense amount of paperwork and FCC regs if you wanted to started a radio station. You just need a computer and internet connection.

Yes angry lady, everyone doesn't have the money to have a personal computer or online access, but everyone can go to a library. There is no blog conspiracy to keep minorities and/or women from the blogosphere. It all comes down to content.

If your content rocks -- people are going to read it. I don't even know the sex or ethnicity of 90 percent of the bloggers I read.

Moral of the story: Produce great content. Get readers.

/end rant

I'm back...

Hi gang,

Sorry it took me so long to get back here after summer. I don't know why I have put it off, but I figure I can at least dabble with the blog on the side.

So, news:

-Last night, I went to the Dole Institute of Politics for a session with five top political bloggers and their thoughts on 08. I think we don't even begin to know all the ways that politics (heck, everything) will be changed by social media in the next two years. Fun to be on that ride, though...

-Life is all right. I can say that with 100 percent confidence. Senate is rockin'. DF is getting some momentum. PRSSA, well, I had a great time talking last meeting about Web 2.0. I hope my members did the same.

-I got a great V-day card from Amy today, it really, really made my day. Also, the rents sent a nice card, complete with chocolate.

-I hope to keep updating. I will let you know when I do. :)

Love, j