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, February 28, 2007
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
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
Sunday, February 25, 2007
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:
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:
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
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!
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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!
Monday, February 19, 2007
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...
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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.
--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.
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