Showing posts with label beer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beer. Show all posts

10 May, 2009

Beard!

Figure A: Up Toaster's nose. I thought about getting some LEDs and shining them out of my nostrils (see post below) to better illustrate my point, but since I'd been awake for 21h at the time and didn't have any batteries small enough immediately enough on hand I figured my judgment may be better when I was better rested. Nonetheless, this pathetic fuzz isn't going to be getting me aboard any technopirate ships anytime soon. At least this particular angle makes my head look less gargantuan.

OK, so this is as far as I got. I know I said below that I was going to try to grow a beard, and that's all I could manage before I got too annoyed by my face continually being itchy. That 5'0'clock shadow was about 7.5d of growth. Now I'm going to see if I can manage sideburns. I'm not entirely clear on why I feel the need to do this, but perhaps I associate inappropriate hair with rocking out and my hair is still too short and doofy to get into a proper Mad Scientist pompadour. But that hasn't stopped me from rocking out although my neighbors might intervene soon, especially if I keep wailing away at bass with the window open.

ALSO!
I apologize for the recent complete lack of science. It's just that every paper I've read recently is just too vague, too rote, or too scattered to research blog. However, this could also be due to reading papers primarily during Happy Hour and washing them down with the darkest, most evil-smelling beer I can find. But this, in turn, has led me to the discovery that not only is gold eyeshadow available, but also that cracker girls are blind/vain/self-delusional enough to wear it. It makes their eyelids look crusty.

FURTHERMORE!!!
I am currently listening to "Happy Fcuking Birthday" by Combichrist and for some odd reason that reminded me that I am trying to decide whether or not to maintain the "Sunshine" part of "Toaster Sunshine" because I took it on in the context of my recently dissolved relationship. My Guitar Hero band's name is "Toaster Doomly", but that doesn't seem right. I do, however, like "Toaster Tron", just because it is a lot of fun to say and because Megatron is a badass. But "bubbles" is also a fun word to say, and that doesn't mean I want to be "Toaster Bubbles". I may retain the original anyway.

Crusty golden eyelids!

23 February, 2009

Bulltripe/Audio Monstrosity



I was going to post a pessimistic load of bulltripe about personal shit. I had thought for a couple of moments that ripping open the colostomy bag that has been my personal life lately and splattering it all over the interwebs would help, but I realize now that the solution to this is, in fact, beer. And maybe a zeppelin ride about town...

In other news, I now have a last.fm account as "ToasterSunshine", so you may grok my musical sensibilities if you so wish to.

UPDATE:
It seems that my planned evening of beer and video games has been taken over by creating this audio monstrosity. I haven't yet been able to figure out how to get my voice to not sound like I'm gargling a metal trash can, so here are the lyrics:
I study cells
I study rats
Gotta lean into the microscope
So I gotta hunched back
I got wild hair
And unsunned skin
The department chairs
Are all cranky old men
I use graphs a lot
Math a little bit
10 hours in the hood
But I just can't quit

If you got a problem with my data
I've got a problem with you
So you see you're gonna have to prove that your problem's true
Yo, I'll admit that I'm not inherently brilliant
But my data's always statistically significant
'Cuz, yo, motherfucker, I'm a scientst!
If y'all can come up with better lyrics or want to enter into a collaborative science nerd rap, then let me know.