I work for Classroom Support on campus and I work on the weekends. Saturday rolled around and I went to work. Mainly, all I do at work is sit around and wait for people to come in and check out A/V equipment or till I have to go to the Wilk and either pick something up or deliver something. On saturday there was an all day Science Fiction seminar in the Wilk. It's the closest thing I've seen to an actual Star Trek convention. Nerds everywhere !!!! Middle aged people came dressed up in their flashy, bright futuristic medieval garb. Something that you would see on a Robert Jordan novel or in an issue of ElfQuest.

Now I didn't actually see anyone wield a sword, a crossbow, or a spear, but I'm sure all weapons were checked at the door. I think BYU has a policy directly aimed at valkyries and stryders.

I did, however, see people breakout the 'Elven' jewelery and I'm pretty sure some ElfSpeak was present. I'm almost really sure that after attending a seminar like that and hearing people give drawn out talks on the Norse folklores and how it relates to scriptural teachings (this was, after all, at BYU) and how the history of the evolution of the earth, the development of the human language, and the use of dragons in ancient times all relate, people ran home to watch either the extended version of LOTR or some other SciFi fantasy, like X-files or Babylon 5.

Everytime I passed, all I could do was laugh and think about how much people invested into dressing up like warlocks and playing Magic: the Gathering.

It's times like these I wish I had a rubber dog puppet, a video camera, and an overly developed talent to heckle.

If it's too loud....tough!!!!

Whenever I do anything on a computer, I always listen to music. Whether it be programming, writing papers, or just surfing, I always have tunes. But as I sit here in the SWKT computer lab, working on an assignment for my calling, I was apporoached by one of the lab girls and told to turn my music down. Now, either I have it loud enough for the front desk to hear it (which is about 40 paces away and slightly cool) or someone around me can't tell me themselves that I should turn down my music. Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with turning down anything I'm listening to when I'm asked. But when any type of 'authority' figure has to be involved THE FIRST TIME, then that's just annoying and hilarious at the same time. If the offended party just leaned over and politely asked me to turn it down, no problem. But when the effort is made to get off their computer, walk over to the desk, complain, and then get someone else to do your dirty work, that's just weak. To that I say "Tough". Now I'm going to have it loud just for spite.

Ok, so this ast week has been quite a doozy. Last tuesday night, I had a soccer game. Within the first 10 minutes of the game I bruised my right inky. It was swollen a lot. It also hurt alot. The day after the game, it really really hurt. I had to go the whole day and not be able to use my right inky. Heck, I ve had to go the whole week without using my right inky. All the ty ing that I ve had to do, my Java rograms, a ers, and emails have had to go without (the u sidedown d and commas and question marks) because my right inky controls all that. Hitting the enter key has involved using my right ring finger. I can t even hit the blasted a ostro he. At least I can still use the eriod.

But tonight, I have another game. ho efully I don t hurt anymore fingers or toes or inkies, for that matter.

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Yes !!! I knew I had it in me. They forgot to mention my awesome talent for singing.

Inspired by X96 and their 'Things that must Go' feature that I love:

Here is a thing that must go, and soon.

The Career Fair reciently made its way onto campus again, like it does every year. I've never been to the Career Fair before so I decided to go this year just to check it out and see what free stuff I could get. Along with all the free pens that I could pocket, the deck of playing cards that I very stealthly took, and the shirt that Justus and I teamed up on to swipe, I also got an unsolicited pep talk.

Since I wasn't dressed up in a shirt & tie and I didn't have a resume or prepared questions to ask, I just wandered through the aisles checking stuff out. In the Garden Court I spotted a table that said 'Farmington Police'. This was not Farmington UT mind you but Farmington NM. I had heard a rumor that the PD was hurtin' for new recruits and were coming as far up as Provo to try to get people to join. I thought I'd check it out, so I went over to the table and sure enough, there was a map of my town (actually, I'm from Fruitland but Farmington is the 'big city' that is 20 miles away). I started to chat with the lady that was there, we talked about my High School for a bit, about the town, etc. Then, her companion, Deputy Barney Fife, spoke up. He was Navajo, like me, and asked me what I was studying. I told him. Then he proceeded to give me the ol' "Keep on your studies" "Study Hard" "Keep to it" speech. I don't mind getting it from the Rogers (the family I lived with for a year), because they know me and are like a second family, but from strangers, I HATE IT !!! Are all minorities always looked upon as having a doomed future, forever to have the curse of the ghetto life in store for them ?!?!? Do I look like I'm going to fail and be forced to live like everyone else on the Rez ?!?!? Why do people always assume that if you are of the non-white variety, that you need to be motivated to 'Stay in School''Don't smoke Crack' or 'Keep out of Trouble' ???

Now I'm not one to make racial statements or push racial issues down other people's throats....unless people know that I am joking and they also find it amusing. Heck, I love watching comedians like Gabriel Iglesias make fun of all the things that divide people and show how foolish things like that really are.

But when people give me the 'Stay in School' pep talk, then I get irritated because they assume I'm headed for a grim life if I don't stay in school. Many a people have succeeded without a college education, I just happen to like school (to a point), and I just happen to like learning.

So, as a thing that must Go: unsolicited pep talks that imply that because I am in the minority I am doomed to the ghetto life.