Should I stay or should I go? (I'll stay.)

So my semester from "H" "E" double hockey stick (vintage) is officially in the books. I got the last of my grades the other day, and, after slapping up a perfect 4.0 in the fall, my GPA kind of took a nosedive.

Notably, I came away with a B in Online Journalism - the class for which I started this thing. That mark could've been better, but it also could've been worse. For example, I earned the first C of my college career in Biology.

Ah well. It's all behind me now.

But is D Tram's Awesome Blog behind me, too?

Obviously, I haven't posted anything here in almost a month. That's because, for the past month, I've no longer had any two-entries-per-week course requirement bearing down on me.

Still, I've enjoyed my stay in the blogosphere - my first, outside of a brief foray on MySpace a while back. I just like to write, I guess, and I think I'm going to stick around here, at least for the time being.

So, Professor Wass and my fellow Online Journalists, are you still out there? Are you reading this, Penelope Trunk? Is anyone reading this, for that matter?

If a tree falls in the forest but no one is there to hear it, does it still make a sound?

I guess I'm going to find out.

I wish my skull was a semipermeable membrane.

Because then, instead of spending my precious waking hours reading and studying and whatnot, I could just put lots of books under my pillow before I went to bed at night. And then, as I slept peacefully, knowledge would just seep into my brain, because there's a lower concentration of knowledge in there than in the books. Yep, that would be pretty sweet. Like Sugar Daddy's. Which are delicious, by the way.

Back by popular demand: Logo observations

This has been bothering me for a few years now.

On the left is the team logo of the Minnesota Timberwolves. It debuted during the 1996-1997 NBA season.

Historical note for basketball nerds: That was the season the Wolves made the playoffs for the first time ever. Led by the promising young trio of point guard Stephon Marbury and forwards Kevin Garnett and Tom Gugliotta (Googs!), no less.

On the right is the team logo of the Memphis Grizzlies. It debuted during the 2004-2005 NBA season.

Historical note for basketball nerds: That was the season the Great Hubie Brown stepped down from coaching for the last time just a handful of games in, ending his 33-year career in the L. Mike "The Czar" Fratello took over.

I still remember reading the report about the Grizz's new logo on their website when it was first unveiled. The descriptions of its symbolism were hilariously over-the-top and long-winded (let's hear it for hyphenation!):

The new Grizzlies logo represents strength, power and courage. Character, tenacity and fearlessness. The Grizzly symbolizes Memphis basketball at its grittiest, at its toughest, at its best. It symbolizes Grizzlies players and the fierce passion they bring to the court every night. It symbolizes incredible leadership and their commitment to winning and class. It symbolizes the maturity of an organization that will settle for nothing less than the ultimate – success.

This kind of talk was even more laughable in light of the fact that the logo was such a blatant rip-off.

The striking similarities between the Minnesota Timberwolf and the Memphis Grizzly have never been discussed, as far as I know, and that's legitimately baffling to me. There's the darkened right side of the face; the lighter left side; the fierce, yellow eyes; and the menacing expression.

Just look at the pictures. It's not exactly subtle.

Crazy stuff, people. Crazy. Stuff.

The black hole that is "general biology"

For the past two semesters, I've spent five hours each week in my "General Biology" class. That's three hours in lecture and two hours in the lab every seven days. Today, we had a test in lecture on connective tissue and the Hardy-Weinburg equilibrium and lots of other stuff I never really needed to know, and in lab, we dissected a fetal pig. There's just a few weeks left before all of this is finally over, and my science core requirement for the Iona College Honors program is mercifully complete. With the light at the end of the tunnel right within reach, it seems like an odd time to dwell upon the profound waste of time, energy, and resources that my education in Bio has been. But just for a minute, in the privacy of my very own awesome blog, allow me to dwell. (Dwellingdwellingdwellingdwellingdwellingdwellingdwellingggggggggggggg). There we go. Now I feel better. Thumbs down for unnecessary required courses.