my presentation on Wednesday (the culmination of a lot of hard work).
the chance to take a trip and really enjoy myself with some important people.
the next step.
my new Jordan 7 Retros.
the evolution of Bryson Alexander Gauff.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sunday, July 4, 2010
BOOM!
Happy 4th of July.
Happy birthday America!
All I see are fireworks. Still magical after all these years. Independence Day is becoming one of my favorite holidays because it is guaranteed family time. And you can never get tired of that.
Happy birthday America!
All I see are fireworks. Still magical after all these years. Independence Day is becoming one of my favorite holidays because it is guaranteed family time. And you can never get tired of that.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
The Plight...
of research weighs heavy. But it's summertime and I just graduated so I should be enjoying myself. Time to finish off these next five weeks, slap together a nice little research presentation, collect my stipend money, chuck a deuce and get on to the next.
BUT WHAT IS NEXT BRYSON?
That's a good ass question. I need to breathe and I'm going to find some time to do that soon. I want to see some people and make some mistakes. Las Vegas in July. Chicago and New York in August. Then we can do the Q&A session.
BUT WHAT IS NEXT BRYSON?
That's a good ass question. I need to breathe and I'm going to find some time to do that soon. I want to see some people and make some mistakes. Las Vegas in July. Chicago and New York in August. Then we can do the Q&A session.
Friday, May 7, 2010
Food for Thought
I am watching the Cavs-Celtics Game 3 on ESPN3.com and during one of the commercials for Honda a man said the following words. They are not really relevant to many things but they are still profoundish.
"The Stone Age did not end because they ran out of stones. The hope is that we can end the Oil Age not because we ran out of oil, but because we found something better."
That's good stuff.
"The Stone Age did not end because they ran out of stones. The hope is that we can end the Oil Age not because we ran out of oil, but because we found something better."
That's good stuff.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
I Must Be My Sister's Brother
I'm in Toronto, my first international trip. NSBE National Conference for 4 days to see what the whole nation is doing with their next generation of engineers. I've learned some things from the first day here:
- Make sure your things are planned properly and paid for before you need them. Wandering around the airport trying to find a shuttle to the airport (when one doesn't even exists) is a bad way to start a trip. And having to wait until 230p when you arrived at 715a for rooms is an even worse way to continue the trip.
- No matter what type of black person you have (in this particular case, the black engineer), there will be extreme displays of niggerdom. We're supposed to be the next great minds of America. It's only been one day, but I weep for the future.
- Most of the female engineers are big. Perhaps it is the long hours in the lab or in front of a computer screen, but man, seeing the prospects here make me even more sure I'll never marry a female engineer.
- I'm definitely my sister's brother. She dislikes clubs because of the crowds and general perviness of them. Usually I can deal with these annoyance because it's a time to get out and to have fun. But I think my tolerance have officially wore out. If another sweaty, drunk guy bumps into me, I'll have to practice extreme self-restraint. Because I feel that punching someone might be a little much, but it'll definitely be a kathratic experience. WOOSAW
And this is only day one. Friday, Saturday and Sunday are on tap. Hopefully my neck relaxes so I can bend it. And I hope my back stops screaming. Sigh, Toronto.
- Make sure your things are planned properly and paid for before you need them. Wandering around the airport trying to find a shuttle to the airport (when one doesn't even exists) is a bad way to start a trip. And having to wait until 230p when you arrived at 715a for rooms is an even worse way to continue the trip.
- No matter what type of black person you have (in this particular case, the black engineer), there will be extreme displays of niggerdom. We're supposed to be the next great minds of America. It's only been one day, but I weep for the future.
- Most of the female engineers are big. Perhaps it is the long hours in the lab or in front of a computer screen, but man, seeing the prospects here make me even more sure I'll never marry a female engineer.
- I'm definitely my sister's brother. She dislikes clubs because of the crowds and general perviness of them. Usually I can deal with these annoyance because it's a time to get out and to have fun. But I think my tolerance have officially wore out. If another sweaty, drunk guy bumps into me, I'll have to practice extreme self-restraint. Because I feel that punching someone might be a little much, but it'll definitely be a kathratic experience. WOOSAW
And this is only day one. Friday, Saturday and Sunday are on tap. Hopefully my neck relaxes so I can bend it. And I hope my back stops screaming. Sigh, Toronto.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
March Madness...THE FUCK?!
For another year, I have been severely disappointed with how my bracket has panned out. The only difference this year is that this is only the third day of the tournament, this stuff goes until early April. While I have never followed college basketball that closely, I would love to think that I have a good idea of what is going on and how to pick a solid bracket. Kansas's loss today to the University of Northern Iowa (shout out to Vivian, the only person I know from Iowa) taught me a big lesson...all this March Madness stuff is exactly that - madness.
This is a bunch of 18 to 22 year olds playing a game. I am 21 and I know how inconsistent I am in my day-to-day stuff. So if you put me into a tournament that the whole nation gets obsessed over, I am bound to mess up and lose an important game. But seriously, the number 1 seed loses to a 9 seed on the first day of spring?! NCAA Division 1 Men's Basketball tournament...THE FUCK?!
This is a bunch of 18 to 22 year olds playing a game. I am 21 and I know how inconsistent I am in my day-to-day stuff. So if you put me into a tournament that the whole nation gets obsessed over, I am bound to mess up and lose an important game. But seriously, the number 1 seed loses to a 9 seed on the first day of spring?! NCAA Division 1 Men's Basketball tournament...THE FUCK?!
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