I went to the Passion Pit concert and I ran into a friend from high school and Austin lost his wallet and everyone was really sweaty and Phil threw me up in the air and I was hammered and Hahna and I had a lot of fun and Toni almost fought somebody.

"Look at me, oh look at me."

Hello Colt.

I have reviewed the IRB application you recently submitted. Thank you for submitting a complete and well-written application. The only omission I see is the clearance from the professor who created the questionnaire you will be using. Please email this to me.

Please proceed with your study. I wish you well.

I like to think that Ann Coulter used to be smart but then she was in a terrible car wreck that left her mentally disabled. Now that she is fully mentally retarded her family and the media didn't have the heart to tell her about her disability, so they just let her continue with her life. Poor dear, look at those empty eyes.

From Towleroad:

Ann Coulter claims she is the victim of a hate crime after the University of Ottawa sent her a letter urging her to use "restraint, respect, and consideration" during an appearance there,reports the National Post:

"Speaking to students and academics at the University of Western Ontario Monday, Coulter said the e-mail sent to her Friday by Francois Houle, vice-president academic and provost of the University of Ottawa, targeted her as a member of an identifiable group and as such, she will be filing a complaint with the Human Rights Commission alleging hate speech. 'I’m sure the Human Rights Commission will get to the bottom of it,' Coulter said to loud cheers from the 800-strong audience. 'I think I’m the victim of a hate crime here. Either what (Mr. Houle) did was a hate crime, or the whole commission is BS.' In Houle’s e-mail, a copy of which was obtained by the National Post, the administrator urges Coulter to weigh her words with 'respect and civility in mind' when she speaks at the University of Ottawa campus Tuesday."

Said the letter, which an attorney who spoke before Coulter called a "veiled threat": "Our domestic laws, both provincial and federal, delineate freedom of expression (or ‘free speech’) in a manner that is somewhat different than the approach taken in the United States. I therefore encourage you to educate yourself, if need be, as to what is acceptable in Canada and to do so before your planned visit here. Promoting hatred against any identifiable group would not only be considered inappropriate, but could in fact lead to criminal charges."

So what did Coulter talk about?

"Her 45-minute speech was loosely focused on political correctness, which gave her full reign to attack liberals of all stripes. Liberals constantly complain their rights are being attacked in the same way blacks’ rights once were, she said. 'In America everybody wants to be black. The feminists want to be black, the illegal aliens want to be black, the gays want to be black,' she said. Yet none of the complainers have anything serious to complain about, Coulter said. 'There are only two things gay men can’t do. Number one, get married to each other. Number two, throw a baseball without looking like a girl.' But her jokes often had a serious point as well. 'Every Democrat in the past several election cycles that has run for president has sworn to attack gay marriage, but only Republicans get attacked for gay marriage.' Backed by the mainstream media, liberals have turned political correctness into a weapon that attempts to silence people with opposing views, Coulter said."

"The cinders. The cinders. They light the path."

"Jade? Alexander. Do you remember that day you fell out of my window? I sure do, you came jumping out after me."

I was driving from Ottawa to my parents house and was listening to a new album I bought on iTunes. I bought Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros self titled album because I like their song, "Home." I listened to the entire album on my hour drive and I had quite the internal dialogue.

"This isn't very good. They seemed like a really down to earth band and 'Home' is such a real song. The rest really aren't that good, kind of sound the same. That's dumb. Some artists really get off on making people feel good when they listen to their music. I don't think Edward Sharpe gets any enjoyment out of making people happy. That's really selfish. I wonder if he started this band to make money or be famous. I don't like Goldfrapp though. A lot of people like Goldfrapp. Maybe Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros is just not my taste. Bands can make music for their own enjoyment and not be selfish, they just so happen to have become famous. That's hard to believe though. It's probably a lot of hard work to be famous. Facials and manicures and stuff like that. I bet you they are just fun people who like to play instruments. Yeah, they just sound really bad to me though. I like 'Home' but not the rest. I'll probably start liking it later, though. I always do that. Listen to something over and over even if it is shit and I can start liking it. I did it with Basement Jaxx. I thought they were shit now I am giving people copies of their CD. I probably just like things that are familiar. Suzette was talking about that. Familiarity."

The Cave

Marcus Mumford, the lead singer of Mumford and Sons, looks extremely similar to Tim Tebow. Tebow is a pro-life advocate and works with Focus on the Family. Tim Tebow is a fucking dumbass who uses his fame to reinforce harmful stereotypes. I like to entertain the thought that Mumford is concerned about social justice and writes letters for Amnesty and donates money to people who need it. We would probably talk about it on our first date.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3KkUeRPjc-Y&feature=related

I have a paid apprenticeship with Growing Growers and the Kansas City Center for Urban Agriculture. I am privileged to learn all about organic farming, developing a CSA, market, etc. Starts this month and I am shit my pants excited.

I fucked up at work this morning in front of the Executive Director. Awesome

My battery charger came in yesterday, so now I can take pictures again. I am a huge dumbass for losing it, but that is kind of my thing. Losing shit.

Yesterday I told Toni that she looked like a field enrollment advisor because she was wearing a yellow button up and an OU fleece. She responded, "Shutup, gaywad. Why don't you go have sex with a stranger." I just kept eating my barbecue sandwich, pretending that I was offended. I think I flipped her off as she walked away but then sent her a quick text, "loooove you."

Austin and I were getting in my car Saturday night and as he reached for the door handle someone inside opened it first. I was on the other side and heard Austin say, "Excuse me, who are you again?" The man, way drunk, had passed out at the steering wheel of my car while attempting to start it with some random keys. He said that he needed to go to The Hawk. "Oh, The Hawk is just down there. I can see it from here, not far at all!" Austin lied. The man got out of my car and walked down the street. We were at 11th and Tennessee. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, he probably died from exposure.

"Those sirens in the night, in the night, in the night. Let's light the Zombies outside, outside, outside."

I finished my sociology senior comprehensive today. That feels really good. The portfolio portion is almost 300 pages (including evidence of my academic work). I begin phase two next week with research in the field. I have all of my instruments ready, I only need to tweak my informed consent statement and fix a few things about my research packet. I am nervous, but a good nervous.

Anyways, if Yves Klein were still alive I would probably do stuff with him.

Skeleton (Acoustic Version)

Yeah Yeah Yeahs

It's Blitz! (Deluxe Edition)

This is the only way I was able to write my ethics paper without saying something super rude to the loud people next to me in the library.

Through the sugar cane.

Maine, 2007. Minolta SRT-202

Cheese and Peanut Butter Crackers

Applesauce

Wasabe Almonds

Banana

Wheat Thins

Water

I filed my tax return yesterday. I didn't do any paperwork yesterday.

I went to class today. I didn't do any homework today.

I am going to Social Policy in a bit.

The Flaming Lips, Passion Pit and Flogging Molly are coming to KC in April.

With my refund, I won't have to worry about paying for summer school or Orkney. It pays all my bills.

Joel and Ryan are coming to Ottawa Saturday. I can't go to Lawrence because I am too broke.

I get to purchase a new lens for my camera, too. Leica.

Listen to this.

A Prairie Home Companion is coming to a theatre near YOU!

SWAAN is up and running.

My phone broke, so I am getting another one next FRIDAY!

Things are going well. I met someone new, and it is exciting. School feels right, and so does where I live. I am excited for the summer, and being free. Sometimes I wonder if a person can be too happy. Is it ok for me to be this happy all the time? I feel, at times, guilty because I know a lot of people aren't happy--so I tone it down.

I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO FUCKING BROKE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

I saw KATIE GLAVIN and CHRISSY SPENCER on New Years Eve. I was hammered but remember giving lots of hugs.

This time next year I will be doing very different things. Like coke and having unprotected sex with strangers, in basements.

One of the best music videos of 2009.

1. Bound for Glory - Woody Guthrie
2. Shock Doctrine - Naomi Kline

I'm an unashamed dirty TV watcher.

Current TV, almost exclusively. It is a relatively new network, with neat programs like infoMania and Vanguard. I like Vanguard the most. Young reporters dispatched around the world, reporting on social justice issues that the major networks know won't make them any money. I have an enormous crush on Adam Yamaguchi and Mariana van Zeller.

Typically, I don't watch TV. Now I often find myself turning it to Current and watching four (!) hours at at time. I have two books sitting on my coffee table, half read, glaring at me anytime I notice them. They're jealous books.

I also watch LOGO. I enjoy Rupaul's Drag Race, as well as PopLab NewNowNext.

These networks have me wishing my life were set to a clubbier version of this. Oh, and to take lots of X.

Look at the world, it's waking up.

Last weekend there was:
-Hahna
-McCoy's Public House
-The Brooksider
-Amazing microbrew
-Blood
-[almost] Hypothermia

This weekend there will be:
-Hahna & Hallie
-The Elders
-Even better beer
-No blood
-Lots of sleeping in
-Chubby's for breakfast

Approaching

How about the feeling when you just finished an amazing book, and you are utterly without the capability of doing anything afterward. Where you walk around your room, kind of fanning your face with your hands (maybe just me), and because of what you just read -you can make anything seem beautiful.

"Well and good.
How to explain, then, that, with his foot actually on the bridge over the creek, George suddenly turns, chuckles to himself, and with the movement of a child wriggling free of a grown-up -- old guardian Cortex -- runs off down the road, laughing, toward the ocean?"