Kamikaze

Kamikaze: specific impulsive action performed in a situation in which the right combination of advantages and emotional benefits is perceived by the person performing said action as favorable, even if the actual circumstances are not.

The above definition describes some stuff I’ve done. Going to Russia was a kamikaze. Going to Italy was also a kamikaze. My most notorious kamikaze was probably going to Miami to see my favorite singer, Laura Pausini.Wednesday, September 21, 2005. Rafael’s ex-girlfriend, Luz, somehow got into Laura’s rehearsal for her performance at Premios Juventud in Miami. She called me so I could listen to Laura sing live. At that point I was obviously overjoyed, more than a little kid getting a christmas present. But that was only the start…

The above is a picture Luz took of Laura Pausini on the phone after the end of her rehearsal. You might be asking yourself: “Who’s on the other end of the line?”

Yep, it was me, and I have Luz to thank for that. She made up a story and convinced Laura to call me. The story was basically that I was her boyfriend and that I was doing a tour in Iraq. A call from my favorite singer would definitely get my spirits up. Luz, that story was ingenious. Thanks.

I was telling everyone about this when I get a call from René. René’s mom works for American Airlines. When I started college, she put me on her list of people that could use her stand-by tickets. René knows how to get into the system, so he called me to tell me he could get me on a plane first thing the next day if I wanted to go see Laura Pausini. Apparently Luz had talked to Rafael and René and said she had gotten free tickets for Premios Juventud.

And there goes the kamikaze. It’s obvious I would go, and it was glorious.

What’s the point of this post? Well, I’m making another kamikaze.

Marija, a croatian girl I met in Italy two years ago, is going to New York in two weeks to visit her sister who works as a model. She called me a few days ago to let me know.

I haven’t seen Marija in a very long time, but there’s the obvious problem that I’m in Puerto Rico right now. In comes René.

René offered me for my birthday standby to the destination of my choosing, and I’m going to take him up on this. I’m flying to New York to see Marija. I don’t know exactly when, but it will be around June 11.

I don’t know where I’ll be staying yet, but I’m sure something will come up.

Marija, se leggi questo, voglio che tu sappia che vado sicuro a New York e ti vedrò. Aspettami

Drink and be merry

Last night was a very weird but interesting night. We were originally going to the Loreley, but they were carding so that was out of the question. We ended up buying some wine and beer (bad combination…) and heading to Amir’s apartment.

Here’s Chad (another grad student in the german department) imparting his wisdom:

Some listen attently.

Amir lounges around after I don’t know how many cigarettes.

And Beth and I play at who can take a picture faster.

The highlight of the night was, amazingly, a discussion about circumcision. Said discussion was followed by several weird and hillarious events I will not mention here in order to protect the people involved

The drunken logician: a tribute to dammit sammi

“Also I was drunk when I left the first comment – surprise! – so excuse the typos”

Finals start tomorrow, and I find myself looking for a new way to procrastinate. What do I end up doing? Well, I translated into predicate logic an argument posted on a comment on this blog by one dammit sammi (see here for the original comment):

Paris Hilton is a skanky whore. She is in terrible sex tapes and on idiotic TV shows. She is a useless moron and if a useless moron is in terrible sex tapes then either that useless moron is a skanky whore or that useless moron is a failing porn star. But if that useles moron is on idiotic TV shows, that useless moron is not a failing porn star. This, Paris Hilton is not a failing porn star.

Sammi, I can safely say my logic professor would be proud to see an argument like this. I checked it out and it’s actually logically valid, meaning if the premises are true, the conclusion cannot be false (as far as I know, the premises are obviously true).

So for those of you that care, or actually know what the fuck I’m talking about, here is the symbollized argument in predicate logic, along with the interpretation:

UD: People

Wx: x is a skanky whore.
Sx: x is on terrible sex tapes.
Ix: x is on idiotic tv shows.
Mx: x is a useless moron.
Fx: x is a failing porn star.

p: Paris Hilton