California rocks. Specifically, Redlands California is the best place to live. (Would you like to guess where I'm from?) Let me tell you a few reasons why my hometown is THE BEST.
So, have you heard of this state called "California?" You know, the one with nearly perfect weather EVERYDAY, a gorgeous coastline, varied life and beautiful landscapes? Oh, you have? Good. Well, my home town is smack dab in the middle of all this beauty - meaning it gets all the benefits there are without any of the nonexistent downsides. We have beautiful weather; a cold of 50 degrees during winter, and a hot of 100 degrees( mmmm just enough to get the toasty feeling on your skin when you play outside) Also there is a naturally beautiful landscape consisting of small rolling hills being over looked by some mountains on most sides. Such great views all the time! If you are at the top of the hills, you can see everything. If you are at the bottom, still a great view of the hills. I LOVE living there.
Other than being in California (which may be an unfair consideration in my argument because it is so cool anyways...), my town still holds its own anyday. Redlands is small enough to avoid the "ginormous" city traffic and civil problems, while being large enough to be a center of all the close by cities. Also, the city itself is very old. It started as an orange producing town over 150 yrs ago. while it has grown SO much, it still retains the quiet city life in some parts. With the growth however, the city became very large and diverse. there are so many different life styles and points of view.
Not many other hometowns can claim all of these points ESPECIALLY the awesome weather year round. when all the above mentioned items combine you get a held together town of diverse people working and living together to help retain the beauty of the city that is Redlands, and keep it the best hometown ever.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
STUDENTS
"OH MY GOSH, HES CHOKING!"
"what do we DO!?
"wait, I know!"
opens text book and begins performing Heimlich maneuver. SAVES child!
This isn't part of the script for the next ER, this is what would happen if someone started to choke in the cougar study.
I meant eat.
What would happen if a person was all alone and had a medical emergency? they would die. Sucky for them... Now, if they had been eating at the cougar eat, they would be saved! think about it!
blah blah blah... oh wait my leg fell off! help please!
(3 seconds later, there are 27.8 medical students working on the guy...)
-" I need 10 cc's of BYU chocolate milk, and some morpihine if they have it...."
(20 seconds later, they guy is standing up smiling, drinking the chocolate milk WITH his leg reattached... All thanks to the smart med students!)
another example: (well, maybe the same one again)
blah blah blah... oh wait my leg fell off! help please!
(3 seconds later, there are 58 physics majors awkwardly not greeting eachother, trying to determine what to do, without interacting with one another)
- "well, we could try the Cosine theta times the derivative of his body..."
(20 seconds later, the person gets up, carries his leg and goes and cries for help in the section with the med students...)
That second one was a bad example. Lets just say, I'm glad there are people to eat with at the cougar eat. Alone would be sad... Also, should I ever have a crisis in the cougar eat, I hope I land in the section with the med students... they are trained professionals, right?
"what do we DO!?
"wait, I know!"
opens text book and begins performing Heimlich maneuver. SAVES child!
This isn't part of the script for the next ER, this is what would happen if someone started to choke in the cougar study.
I meant eat.
What would happen if a person was all alone and had a medical emergency? they would die. Sucky for them... Now, if they had been eating at the cougar eat, they would be saved! think about it!
blah blah blah... oh wait my leg fell off! help please!
(3 seconds later, there are 27.8 medical students working on the guy...)
-" I need 10 cc's of BYU chocolate milk, and some morpihine if they have it...."
(20 seconds later, they guy is standing up smiling, drinking the chocolate milk WITH his leg reattached... All thanks to the smart med students!)
another example: (well, maybe the same one again)
blah blah blah... oh wait my leg fell off! help please!
(3 seconds later, there are 58 physics majors awkwardly not greeting eachother, trying to determine what to do, without interacting with one another)
- "well, we could try the Cosine theta times the derivative of his body..."
(20 seconds later, the person gets up, carries his leg and goes and cries for help in the section with the med students...)
That second one was a bad example. Lets just say, I'm glad there are people to eat with at the cougar eat. Alone would be sad... Also, should I ever have a crisis in the cougar eat, I hope I land in the section with the med students... they are trained professionals, right?
Monday, January 12, 2009
Cougar study?
today's thought process,
- 12:25 pm... "Where am I going to sit? And why is EVERY table full?! Like REALLY?! There isn't a single open table? Anywhere? Did that baby just look at me? why did I look at that baby? forget it! where am I going to sit?"
- 12:27 pm... "Ok. REALLY?! I mean, I know they are girls and all, but I was cleaning off this table for Myself! If they had wanted to sit with me, that would have been fine, but no.... I think thats called table hijacking, or table-jacking, or food court terrorism... yep. terrorists... cool it man, you're losing it. they probably thought you were an employee... Do I look like an employee? do I have an apron, and a little hat thing? no! how about a name tag!? NOPE. Name tags = the most basic form of "authority," and I am not wearing one.... how could they mistake me for an employee? UGH! oh well...
- 12:30 pm... "now back to our war correspondent, RYAN RICHEY. Australian accent, thanks michelle, Im here in the cougareat standing on the frontlines of the war on terror. earlier today, a group of terrorists assaulted one of the regions off to my right. as you can see behind me the group is not ashamed of their actions. during the hostile take-over of the table, i had the chance to meet with one of the leaders. here is how it went down: - me 'oh, sorry.' - her 'wait, (cynically) did we steal your table?' I knew they had taken offense to my comments, and that a false move here could mean death. those AK-47s and laptops they had on the table looked menacing. -me 'oh no, its fine.' I walked out alive. luckily. everyday here, thousands of people come to eat peacefully, but are cruely forced to stand or...."
- 12:31 pm... "holy cow.... did I really just imagine that I was an action reporter? for a whole minute? and did the table I was "watching" get jacked? yup. dang. you know, i should make this into like a game or something, so it wouldn't be so boring. yeah thats it. it'll be like hide and seek, or like an african big game hunt!..."
- 12:35 pm... heavy Australian accent, "I've got to catch that RHINO. I've been here weeks, n' I'm Staaaaahvin.... There! look at 'im sit there, I bet 'ee doesn't ev'n know i'm erre!..."
- 12:35:14 pm... "AHH, again with the Australian accent! Stop imagining... I need to eat. NOW! okay, just.... look around for someone who might be done eating... wait... why isnt anybody eating? where is the EATING?! why is NOBODY EATING!? (panic) WHERE IS THE FOOD!? THE GARBAGE!? THE TRAY TABLES?! why does everyone have books and laptops out? arent those for home? or other places? I came to EAT at the FOOD COURT! it is NOT called the "cougar stand-and-watch-people-hog-tables-while-they-study"!
-12:36 pm... "fine. I'll just go eat in the library."
- 12:25 pm... "Where am I going to sit? And why is EVERY table full?! Like REALLY?! There isn't a single open table? Anywhere? Did that baby just look at me? why did I look at that baby? forget it! where am I going to sit?"
- 12:27 pm... "Ok. REALLY?! I mean, I know they are girls and all, but I was cleaning off this table for Myself! If they had wanted to sit with me, that would have been fine, but no.... I think thats called table hijacking, or table-jacking, or food court terrorism... yep. terrorists... cool it man, you're losing it. they probably thought you were an employee... Do I look like an employee? do I have an apron, and a little hat thing? no! how about a name tag!? NOPE. Name tags = the most basic form of "authority," and I am not wearing one.... how could they mistake me for an employee? UGH! oh well...
- 12:30 pm... "now back to our war correspondent, RYAN RICHEY. Australian accent, thanks michelle, Im here in the cougareat standing on the frontlines of the war on terror. earlier today, a group of terrorists assaulted one of the regions off to my right. as you can see behind me the group is not ashamed of their actions. during the hostile take-over of the table, i had the chance to meet with one of the leaders. here is how it went down: - me 'oh, sorry.' - her 'wait, (cynically) did we steal your table?' I knew they had taken offense to my comments, and that a false move here could mean death. those AK-47s and laptops they had on the table looked menacing. -me 'oh no, its fine.' I walked out alive. luckily. everyday here, thousands of people come to eat peacefully, but are cruely forced to stand or...."
- 12:31 pm... "holy cow.... did I really just imagine that I was an action reporter? for a whole minute? and did the table I was "watching" get jacked? yup. dang. you know, i should make this into like a game or something, so it wouldn't be so boring. yeah thats it. it'll be like hide and seek, or like an african big game hunt!..."
- 12:35 pm... heavy Australian accent, "I've got to catch that RHINO. I've been here weeks, n' I'm Staaaaahvin.... There! look at 'im sit there, I bet 'ee doesn't ev'n know i'm erre!..."
- 12:35:14 pm... "AHH, again with the Australian accent! Stop imagining... I need to eat. NOW! okay, just.... look around for someone who might be done eating... wait... why isnt anybody eating? where is the EATING?! why is NOBODY EATING!? (panic) WHERE IS THE FOOD!? THE GARBAGE!? THE TRAY TABLES?! why does everyone have books and laptops out? arent those for home? or other places? I came to EAT at the FOOD COURT! it is NOT called the "cougar stand-and-watch-people-hog-tables-while-they-study"!
-12:36 pm... "fine. I'll just go eat in the library."
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