I Want to Name My Child Ryland

Until the weather lets up, these dorm pictures are the best I can do. With 3 midterms today I felt like I was back in high school. Remember those special days where you would have one final at 8am and then be done for the rest of the day?

Cobra was a lot of fun the other night. They played most of the new cd which is surprising since it sounds very produced, but the pulled it off. I always laugh more when I see them compared to other shows I go to.

Drum roll please...

I traded in my camera for a digital Rebel XT SLR. I was tired of lugging around all of the bells and whistles so I decided to exchange it for a better quality picture. I'm excited to get started with it, but I couldn't have gotten it at a busier time with midterms this week and the cobra show last night. I'll try to get at least one picture up a day. Here's a couple from the one day I was able to play around with it.


The is Trey. He's the other assistant music director at wonc. He enjoys Bon Jovi - I don't. He's a good guy, regardless.




Robot.

How I Tried to Sell Out

Some of you devoted readers may have noticed an added page element over the past two weeks. It looked a little like this

To be totally honest, I was selling out.

Google has this little ploy where they will put ads on your page and every time someone clicks on the ad, you - the host - receives money. Well, the idea that Google would send a check to Naperville, Illinois addressed to Austin Morgan was enough ammunition for me to pull the sell-out trigger.
The catch is that they only pay you once you receive $100 in clicks. This seemed like a very feasible number after a first days earnings of .63 cents. Yes, cents. However, the second day my grand total was up to a staggering .64 cents, yet I had just as many clicks on the second day as I did on the first. Hmm.....
I thought maybe a glitch had occurred (ha! Google having technical trouble) but after a week my total had not moved from .64 cents. Wait! Wouldn't it be even funnier if Google had to send a check to Naperville, Illinois addressed to Austin Morgan for .64 cents? Pull the plug!

I tried.

There is this little stipulation they like to throw in under your nose when you click all of the yes buttons in the "do you agree to the terms of service" charade. It states that the user must receive at least $10 in clicks before canceling or else Google is not responsible for paying. Since it would take me approximately thirty-two years to get to $10 dollars and by that time Google will probably have their own currency, I decided I was not meant for the pay per click game.

Defeat.

Hell is Here

I Know I'm Not the First Person to Edit Pictures With the Pencil Tool

Almost 10 days ago I went ice skating in size 11 goodwill skates. That is about 2 sizes below acceptable, and my heels took the brunt of my miscalculations. Instead of medicating with band-aids like a normal grownup, I went without for a couple of days and before I knew it I was bleeding through my socks and into my shoes. I finally wised up and bought band-aids this weekend so my heels are free from pain for awhile. I've now become a blood brother with my shoes. Not many people can say that.

In other news, I went through with the major purchase I was speaking of a couple of days ago. It should be here in a couple of days, and I'm very excited to get started.

That my friends, is a cliff hanger.

Instead I will "work"

I have this really 'kick a' picture and story of my bloody foot, but Blogger must have taken the Holiday off.

MLK taught me to push through the hard times.

I will post after dinner.