IHOP Girl: White and Nerdy...lol

Monday, October 09, 2006

White and Nerdy...lol

Ok, I know that my title probably has you raising those eyebrows, is skeptical amusement and question, but please bare with me. Yesterday, I was introduced to one of the funniest songs that I've heard in the longest time, so I have to share it with you. It is so you SFL, and totally reminded me of Audrey's "I was born a small black child" line. Anyway, I hope that you laugh for all you are worth, and please don't take it for more than its worth...it is only a song. Have fun, just follow the link! :-)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XO7HhkGTJf4&search=white%20nerdy%20funny

7 comments:

ViNeYaRD WoRSHiP said...: equation-naming?!? TOO white and nerdy, fo sho'

So...

I can write HTML, and speak Klingon. Nevermind.; 9:18 PM
Jess said...: SFL, it reminded you of me?

*blinks confusedly*

I'm not nerdy.

I'm a hick.

Big difference (no fat jokes, please)!

:D

P.S. to Clair: that was really, really funny, what I understood of it, anyway. I think I would have had to watch the original, which I don't know if I would have been allowed to see...but still it was hilarious!! Thank you for making me laugh, as always...I love you, and hope to call you soon...; 8:04 PM
Jess said...: Poor SFL.

I'm afraid someone else will have to make you feel good...I don't know the answer. No clue. None at all.

And (unfortunately for your mental well-being, SFL) what is more, I *care* even less about the equation than I *know* about it...which is saying a great deal!

So...why don't you enlighten us all and share? I still won't know what you're talking about, but it will do you good to tell us about the equation (and thereby do the rest of us good because you will then get it out of your system!).

And...why, pray, does the video remind you of Clair? I have never thought of Clair as a nerd...; 1:02 PM
Jess said...: Don't fall asleep and fall off your chair while you're waiting. Remember poor Girtha isn't there to cushion your fall this time.

BTW, I don't know what "wansfl" means either.

And you never did tell me what your other acronym meant.

(Don't take it personally...I just hate math...)

:D

P.S. So you have false teeth then, and are an invertebrate? I never knew! Clair really does have alien parentage. (Which gives a whole new meaning to Lamarckism, yes?)

P.P.S. Just teasing, Clair, my dear! You know I love you! LOL! :); 10:22 PM
Jess said...: *yawns*

*stretches*

*sighs*

Very well. Here you are.

From answers.com..."Schrödinger is known primarily as the creator of the wave equation for quantum mechanics, which he developed in 1926..."

I presume this is what you are so excited about?

Now that I have finally answered your question, will you please tell me why this is so crucial to my mental development?; 7:34 AM
Jess said...: You know, SFL, in case no one ever told you -- making people cry is not nice.

*sticks out tongue and wipes away tears of frustration*; 3:44 PM
Jess said...: Heh, heh, heh, heh.......

;D

Not to worry, SFL! Over the years, I've discovered that the best way to get out of assignments is to fake a wobbling lower lip and teary eyes. This works especially well on susceptible, easily influenced people such as yourself. ;)

In all seriousness, though, almost nothing makes me cry more quickly than having to solve a math problem. I usually have no idea where to start. It's like plopping me down in front of a book written in, oh, say, Mandarin or Cyrillic or Sumerian and asking me to translate...not gonna happen.

Nevertheless, I looked up the equation on the Internet and attempted to figure it out. Your clues helped, but I couldn't find anything that looked *exactly* like the one on the screen in back of Weird Al and the person who looks suspiciously like Donny Osmond (yes, I do know who Donny Osmond is...).

So, after about 15 minutes of fruitless search and frustration, I gave up, concluding that I wasn't about to make myself even more stressed out than usual over an equation that would most likely never noticeably affect my life.

I very much regret the damage done to your fragile mental state. Do allow me to apologise.

And now I have a question.

*clears throat and looks round apprehensively, to make sure of not being overheard*

*sotto voce*

What, exactly, are quantum particles?

And is part of the explanation of the equation referring to the nature of these, ehm, particles to sort of disappear under close observation and then reappear very close to where they were originally, once said scrutiny has ceased? I think I read something like that in my "research."

Yours pseudo-scientifically but certainly not mathematically,
Mary

P.S. Thank you for explaining your acronym. I am very bad at playing guessing games and notorious for failing to observe the obvious.; 6:49 PM

Movie Night In...I love a good movie!

Mega Mind
Taking Chance (Will make you cry like a baby)
Charlotte Grey (A bit of a different take on Nazi Germany)
Series - Merlin (I LOVE BBC)
Robin Hood (Okay, a love Russell Crowe, you'll have to understand that about me...)
Kingdom of Heaven (Chuck full of acting power with an epic tale)
Miss Potter (Such a great film! Story of the creator of Peter Rabbit)
How to Train your Dragon (Possibly my favorite animated movie ever...I'm like a little kid, I watch it over and over)
Buck (Sundance winner, Biography of Horse Trainer, heart touching)
Lost in Austin (Modern day spin on Pride and Prej.)

Life as a nurse...

Great words by Reb Jeff: Vayishlach: Facing Death

"Rachel died. She was buried on the road to Ephrat — now called Bethlehem. Jacob set up a pillar above her grave. It is the pillar at Rachel’s grave to this day."–Genesis 35:19-20

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vidui http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva_(Judaism), and preparing the notifications to the community, feel like little fragments of the sacred. I have been entrusted with the care and tending of the most powerful, complex and difficult emotions that a person can experience in life. I have been made, in some small part, a guardian of the memory of a departed soul — a life that touches upon many other lives.After dropping off my older daughter at her high school this morning, I made a stop at Treasure Coast Hospice http://www.tchospice.org/, a remarkable organization that sets a very high standard for the loving and respectful care of the dying. There, I visited a lovely man whom I have seen a few times in his hospice room. I sat by his bedside and listened to him (in full possession of his faculties) as he told me about his worries about his family, the support of his wife after he is gone, and the future of his children and grandchildren. I was deeply moved by the way he put any concern for himself — even while facing death — in a distant backseat to his concerns for his family. When my own time comes, I can only hope to have his awareness of the way that one life can touch so many others.Also at hospice, I visited a woman I have known for the past two years — a dear soul who is a former Jewish religious school director. I sat with her, too, singing psalms to her as I listened to her heavy and labored breathing. I have no medical training, but I have come to know the sound of a person who is close to death. The body begins to fight for each breath as it slowly looses it grasp on life. As I held her hand and sang, I realized that being a rabbi is no protection against becoming one of the people caught in the web of connection. I, too, am changed by the loss of a life that has touched mine.Later in the day, I met with a couple from our congregation. She had just learned that her brother died yesterday in a car crash. Coming to terms with the loss is made more difficult for her by the fact that she and her brother had not seen each other or spoken in five years. Sometimes, people think it is easier to mourn the death of someone who has moved out of your life. In my experience, though, it's harder. Grief is magnified by wounded love and regret. I have no magic words to say to ease the pain of mourning. All I can do is listen, become a vessel in which people place their stories, and offer compassion.Actually, there is one more thing I can do. I can have faith that "all I can do" is all that I need to do. It is enough.In this week's Torah portion (Vayishlach) Jacob watched Rachel, the love of his life, die in childbirth. He was overcome by grief. Jacob had worked for his cruel uncle Laban for fourteen years to earn the right to marry Rachel. Now she was gone. Because she died while they were traveling, Jacob had to bury her by the side of the road. He built a pillar of stones on the spot to mark the place as sacred.This is what we all do, in one way or another, when death enters our lives. We grieve and our hearts break. We wish that we could continue to walk along the path of life with our loved ones forever, but the dead cannot fully join us. We have to leave something behind in order to resume our own journey. So, what do we do? We mark the moment as sacred. We erect monuments — both in cemeteries and in our hearts. The stones we place on top of stones remind us that a life may end, but its sanctity is forever.The Torah says that the monument Jacob built for his beloved continues to stand until this day. A life that touches the lives of others never ceases to send living reverberations throughout the web that binds us all.