Sleeve Length

I had a conversation today with a friend about optimal T-shirt sleeve length.  I argued that sleeves should go all the way down to the start of the forearm, in order to provide sufficient coverage even when stretching or reaching.  I detest long-sleeve shirts in the same way claustrophobic people hate MRI’s, and as such I haven’t worn a long-sleeve shirt for five years (jackets excluded).  My friend doesn’t mind them, and somehow manages to bear the painful cutoff of circulation provided when you roll up the sleeves.  Although the conversation concluded without much resolve, it did prompt me to illustrate a guide to sleeve lengths.  In my opinion, the orange-colored sleeve length is the only wearable one – all the others are simply inferior.

How to Avoid Traffic Tickets

I will share a few easy steps to avoid traffic tickets.

1. Follow all traffic laws.

Bite Sized

Happy Birthday!

To me, that is.  Today marks the one year anniversary of the formation of Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs!  Whippie-diddly-doo.

I don’t share many stats about the blog, but today we will go over some fun statistics.

• This is the 210th post.
• There are 7 posts saved as drafts, that were either terrible and taken down, or didn’t feel right so I never posted them.
• In total the blog has been viewed 4041 times.

Finally here are graphs of pageviews by operating system and browser:

Once again, thanks for reading my blog – it means a lot!

Baseball

Over the weekend I had the opportunity to attend a major league baseball game.  Surprisingly enough, it was the first time I went to one.  I now know why I haven’t made going to a baseball game a priority.

Baseball is terribly boring.  Not only does it take a while for the players to hit the ball, most of the time it pops high and is caught by an outfielder.  In addition, because of commercial breaks, they are only playing half the time.  In an attempt to fill the space and keep the crowd in the game, the stadium has a variety of little activities such as focusing the camera on certain people dancing in the crowd.

The food is expensive.  Although the admission to the game itself in the best sections (the highest ones, where you get the better view) is relatively cheap, the concessions are not.  On the other hand, though, the people selling drinks right in the stands is fairly convenient.  Not five-dollars-for-a-bottle-of-water convenient though.  I don’t want to harp on this point too much, since there are much worse ways to spend money.

Oh my, that music.  I learned form my hardcore baseball fan friend that each player has a clip from a song played as they walk up to bat.  This isn’t a big deal, until the fifth time they are batting, in which it gets obnoxious.  I’m not sure how often they change their songs, but the people who work at the stadium must have fantastic patience.

In summary, I’m not sure how baseball is still a widely followed sport.  I don’t regret going, but I would have rather watched a professional game of zoozitacarzay.  (I haven’t forgotten about officially making the rules, don’t you worry.)

Books About Books

One thing that bothers me about books is when they have a character that loves books.  Their favorite place to be is the library, they write poetry in their free time, or maybe they just have an obsession with books.  Well, what’s so bad about that?  Let me explain.

To be an author, generally you have to enjoy writing and reading books, or else you wouldn’t be able to handle spending the time necessary to publish a book.  It’s almost as if the author is creating a miniature, idealized version of themselves to express how much people should like books.  They can’t bring themselves to write a book in which a character isn’t in love with reading or writing.  It’s so overdone that the character loses their memorability.  It’s as if most authors live secluded in their own homes with their seven cats and think that loving books is the world’s most noble endeavor.

Gelatinous 3D Painting

I made a joke once that to draw something in 3D, you need 3D paper.  The comedic value in this line comes from the fact that paper is not 3D (anything drawn on it is essentially 2D, you don’t want to start that argument with me).  The comedic value in the previous line is that I explained the obvious nature of the joke.

Anyways, I have an idea on how to paint or draw in three dimensions, and it involves clear gelatin, a syringe, and ink.  The basic concept is that ink can be loaded into the syringe, then injected into the exact location of 3D space where you want to make a mark.  Over time, with lots of injections, you can make a shape, similar to those glass souvenirs in gift shops.  The potential of this new medium of art is incredible.  With some refinement, as well as good artistry, gelatinous 3D painting could become a legitimate art form.

I have provided a quick sketch of what I imagine the process to look like:

As a final note, think of how weird it would be to check out of a store with these items.  Gelatin, syringes, ink, no big deal.

Gentleman

Psy came out with a new music video a few days ago, which has striking resemblances to Gangnam Style.  Entitled Gentleman, the video features Psy flailing around in a series of random scenes.  It seems like a poor attempt to mimic the successes of Gangnam Style, as seen by the many similarities between the two videos.

There is no problem with trying to create more of what people want, but my question is: What if this song came first?  What if Gentleman was released, got a decent amount of attention, and then was forgotten about?  Would Gangnam Style have had the same impact?

Gentleman is just Gangnam Style Light, which provides the same song just in a way that doesn’t make you groan when you hear it. (yet)

Useful Money

Today I learned that the equation for the graph of Gaussian distribution is printed on every German 10 mark bill.  I initially thought this couldn’t be true, until looking it up for myself.  The bill was made honoring Carl Friedrich Gauss, the famous mathematician and scientist.

My idea is to use this concept to print money with useful information on it.  The one dollar bill could have basic unit conversions, the five could have summaries of algebra and geometry, the ten could have the names of all the past presidents, and the twenty could have a map of the United States with their corresponding postal abbreviations.

Seashells

I was thinking today about seashells.  Their variety in shape, size, and color and their appearance from the great expanses of the ocean seem quite unlike anything else.  After thinking a little bit more, I realized I wasn’t really sure where seashells came from.  I guess I always assumed they were just fancy rocks.

After some quick Wikipedia research, I discovered they are body parts of aquatic animals, kind of like bones in humans.  This changed the whole image of a beach covered in seashells for me.  It’s horrific, beautiful, and wonderful, all at the same time.  Wow, that girl who sells seashells by the seashore is a terrible person.