hahaha, this weekend was rad, i don’t think i’ll forget having all of us more than tipsy pushing mike’s car for a couple of blocks. why chris was driving i’ll never know.

woo hoo! it’s friday!

school gets put on hold for binge drinking

showers are pretty cool, you get to do all the inappropriate stuff that you normally couldn’t due to hygene and shit. i mean you can sit there and scratch your ass or your nuts to your heart’s content, cause with all that water running over you, you’re technically CLEANING them. and cleaning is good.

good lord, i watched a movie yesterday in my physics class. and not just any movie, THE movie for physics. the movie i watched in elementary school, junior high school, high school, and now finally college. the cycle is complete. i know anyone who took physics after 1975 has seen this movie. the movie i speak of is the one about the life of galileo in a span of 20 minutes. you know the one where he’s sitting at the table with the king, and two hos at his side, while he drops the orange and the grape in front of two very belligerent cardinals, who get very angry at him. and then an old him in front of the cardnials during the inquisition, where he is forced to renounce his copernican view of the universe.

I thought that was pretty great, watching it in a college science class where all we do is listen to lectures these days, because it always seems like the teachers can never fit in everything they want to. so they just load it on, while you sit there grimacing thinking “you mean there could have been more on this test?” but it was rad, it was like back in high school, i just instantly

*dee dee deeeee deeee dee dee deeeee deee*

“we’re sorry to interupt your reuglarly scheduled blog, but this is just too important, we bring you DA NEWZ, on the front….live with ryan driscoll, comin’ at you hard, loud and fast. or maybe justlukewarm. how are things on the front ryan?”

“well let me tell you things aren’t as pretty as they seem. you may think that things are amusing, but let me tell you, they AREN’T! what you gotta do is get in on the ground floor with stuff. now i know that you may think that its way too fargone to get in ont he ground floor of somethign so abstract, but then i’d have to tell you YOU’RE WRONG!!!! act now!!!! supplies are running out!!!! stuff is on the loose, and there’s nothing you can do about it. well i suppose there’s always the items, but they’re really obscure. IT’S ALL ABOUT THE STUFF I LIKE! ME! if i can’t convince you, i’ll sure as hell try because my opinion matters so much, and is so right i feel the need to inform others! CAUSE I KNOW THEY CARE! who wouldn’t care about my opinions, i’m me!”

this out burst of belligerence was brought to you by a couple of chimps on exercise bikes (becuase everyone lovees chimps, even jesus, despite the fact that he doesn’t believe in evolution. it’s true! he told me in a drunkin stupor once, he just waltzed up, started reading something on his hand that had something to do with evolution and then just pimp slapped me! i never saw it coming! i swear it was true! I SWEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOL!!!111 ROLF!!11111)

“well thank you ryan, we are now much enlightened, we now return you to your regularly scheduled blog’

nodded off for 15 minutes after it, waking up occasionally cause everyone was laughing at the girls in the movie who were just die-cast stereotypes of what a real woman should be. you know….giggly, oblivious, and dumb as a post. man, i’m lucky this damn class is easier than the standard, otherwise i probably would be ripping my hair out this quarter….just a month and a half to go….guess i better get back to my studying, i have a test on friday. school is rad.

yeah ben, your damn web hosting, i hate you so much….

bah! i’m hyper. i’m hypertensile collagenous fibers, because collagen and reticular fibers and elastic fibers all sit in the extra-cellular matrix of the loose connective tissue, along with macrophages that keep the area clean through phagocytosis.

this, among many other things are the shit i spent all day studying…i use that term loosely though, it was more like “memorizing”. and since the test was at 7 pm i had alot of taoday to study, which was good, and yet…it was way too much time spent on it.

oh well, school is school, and no one who’s readign this wants to hear about schooly school school school

They want drama! They want excitement! They want tales of swash-buckling deeds with a knife in my teeth and my arm around a chick whose boobs are spilling out of her top.

damn, i just can’t get off this pirate kick i suppose….hey that’s what i’ll do, ok this is gonna be long ass long, but i’m gonna post up my brothers movie script he wrote for school, i know i’ve shown this to ben already bu ti think this needs to go up, yes it is fairly long (like 3 pages worth of text or somethign, but trust me, once you get to the end, if you have any sense of humor at all, you will realize the genius of this film. also note that my brother is playing this at an assembly, so the whole part of the school that goes to assemblies and doesn’t ditch school is gonna see this.

New Script

A script by:Evan Driscoll and Matt Lipe

Fade In:

Int. Dinner Table – Night

A family of four sits around a dinner table: A mother (Anne), a father (Brad), and a daughter (Shelly). They are sitting silently staring at their food or something else. It feels a bit awkward in the room, but not too strange. In walks their son (David), who sits down at the table. The father looks up at everyone.

Brad: So, are we all ready for grace?

Anne: Yes honey.

The family bows their heads down, and fold their hands in their laps.

Brad: Dear god: Thank you for all the great food this evening. We thank you for everything you’ve given us; great home, great friends, and especially a great family. Amen.

Anne, Shelly, and David: Amen.

The family lifts their heads and begin to eat their meal. There is another lengthy silence. Brad lifts his head and looks at Shelly. Brad gives her a bright smile.

Brad: So Shelly, why don’t you tell your mother and brother what happened to you today.

Shelly’s face lights up just as her fathers did.

Shelly: Well, I was sitting in fifth period when Miss Charlotte walked in and told me there was a message for me in counseling office. So I go down there expecting to find a late book slip or something, but it ends up being a letter from (Literal Pronunciation) Dart mouth…

Davis: Don’t you mean (Actual Pronunciation) Dartmouth?

Shelly: Yeah sure whatever, but the important thing is that they sent me a letter and… You are looking at the recipient of the Dart mouth six-thousand dollar scholarship for excellence in stage acting. (Puts on an English accent) Apparently they saw my performance in Ice Woman Commith, and they couldn’t help but fall in love with me.

Anne and Davis’s face light up also. The whole family has a smile on their face.

Anne: Oh my goodness Shelly! That’s great!

Davis: Are you serious? You’re really gonna go through with this whole acting thing?

Brad chuckles in the background.

Shelly: Definitely.

The mood calms down a bit, although there is still a very happy vibe in the room.

Anne: We’re so proud of you Shelly. I just know your light up the stages. Our children are so wonderful Brad; A movie star for a daughter and a soon-to-be successful neurosurgeon.

Davis’s face droops a bit, but still looks quite content. He looks up at his mother.

Davis: You know, I was thinking about that whole “neurosurgeon” thing.

Anne looks back at Davis with a look of confusion, yet she still has a smile on her face.

Anne: What’s there to think about honey?

Davis looks around the table a bit. He looks very serious.

Davis: I was actually thinking about becoming a pirate.

Shelly looks at Davis with an utterly confused look on her face.

Shelly: A pirate? Like an “Argh!” (makes a pirate face) Pirate?

Davis: Well… yea.

Anne’s face lights up… this time with anger and confusion.

Anne: A PIRATE?!

Davis has a totally calm look on his face. Apparently he thinks this is pretty practical.

Davis: Well… yea. I figure exploring the sea and robbing people blind might be fun. So I said “Hey, why not?”

Anne’s face changes to a look of sincerity.

Anne: Are you on drugs Davy?

Davis: No, I think it could be very profitable and fun.

Brad’s face looks pretty comfortable and confident. He seems to be very supportive of his son’s decision.

Brad: Yea… I could try that.

Anne’s face ignites with anger.

Anne: Do you hear what both of you are saying? Have you ever heard of any successful pirates within the last 100 years?!

Davis’s face continues to look sensible.

Davis: Well…

Anne interrupts her son.

Anne: NO… Because they don’t exist anymore! They were all killed! Shot in the head! Musket’s maybe! Are you suicidal?! (Dead Serious) Davis, is this a cry for help?

Brad’s face has changed. He seems too look a little more down to earth, although he still seems a little strange.

Brad: She has a point Davy; I just don’t see it happening. Maybe you should be try being a doctor, or even a dentist.

Davis’s face drops. He looks a little down, but not sad.

Davis: Yea… You’re probably right.

There is a long, very silent pause. Everyone concentrates on there food. The mother takes a bite of her food, tilts her head up, stares at Davis for a little while. Than when she swallows her food she says:

Anne: A pirate? What’s gotten into you Davis?

Davis looks strait into his mothers eyes. He sounds sincere.

Davis: I don’t know what I was thinking. Sorry for even bringing it up.

Davis stares blankly into space. We get to see a peek into his strange little mind…

Cut To: Davis is sitting in a dentist room about to perform oral surgery on a patient.

Cut To: Davis is standing to the side of a patient lying down on a table. He has a scalpel in his hand about to perform surgery on him.

Cut To: A scene from the Goonies when they are on the pirate ship swinging on the ropes.

Cut To: Another pirate movie, most likely from Treasure Island.

Cut To: Davis is sitting at the table with the same blank expression on his face.

Davis: (Quielty, Sincere) Argh…

The End

this is hilarious, i have no recollection at all of writing that blog last night, and it was only at 12:30 or something, i was trashed, but i didn’t know i was THAT trashed…what the hell was i talking about? i’m already there? god, i’m awesome

OK, i know that even if you’ve heard of me watching cowboy bebop, i just want to tell everyone that there’ a reason i’m watching it, and i don’t watch trash, so if you want some good anime ask me, cause i’ll have it (for reals)

because anime is good, despite what i may watch.

because i know what is good despite being altered, because i’d watch it anyways. so in essence, this is your last chance, otherwise i’ll be going off on my own.

CAUGHT

and while i’m listenign to it, chobits is awesome, so take that, CHOOSE WHATEVER YOU WANT, BUT I’M ALREADY THERE.

and all you have to do is ask me.

and you know i’ll already be there.

and anyways, the music makes half of these series anyways…so keep that in mind…

I KNOW GOOD MUSIC

when it rains, it pours….

in organic chemistry lab today i went through this nice ordeal where i was trying to make this column chromotography thing where you had to snap the tip off of a pipet and this proved to be quite the adventure. during round one, i just tried to break it off carefully, and the thign just blew up, like all of it. i’m glad i was wearing goggles, because otherwise i probably would have had glass in my eyes. although that might have been humoroous, it probably would have been overall painful for me. on the second attempt i tried scoring hte glass with my knife on my keys, and when i snapped that off, it snapped, but not very cleanly at all, so when i went to inspect it, i noticed a huge drop of blood come off of my thumb, and splatter ont he ground. this little nick in the joint of my thumb doesn’t even have a scab on it, but it gushed blood for like 2 minutes, and slowed to a trickle for another 5. damn blood thinners, making all these minor wounds way worse than they should be. i really feel sorry for hemophelliacs now, blood clotting is one of those great things our body designed. so anyways, i finally finished it on the third try, and there was much rejoycing.

ok, so i know all these chem people are smart and everything, so why are they so exact in their measurments of things that don’t matter. i went up to the scale to weigh out this alumina stuff for the said pipet above, and the manual said to get 1.25 g of the stuff. so i sit there behind 5 other people, since there’s only 2 scales, and they all weigh their stuff out like a .001 gram difference is going to mean anything. spoon some in, spoon some out, spoon a little more in, spoon more out…closer, closer, wait for it….allright, now! i mean, there are probably a bunch of people in there that are much smarter than i am, can’t they look at the experiment and determine which values are important, and which are just there as guidelines? i mean you don’t want to be too far off from what they suggest, cause it might cause the reaction to either happen too much or not happen, but if you’re off by like .05 or something, you make sure that you account for it in your calculations and you’re cool. so are these people just anal and they have to get things right? or am i just a lazy bastard? hmmm….probably both.

when i was walkign around red square today, i made up a little game. when you look all around red square, there are preened freshman, and probably sophmores, all over the place. they’re unmistakeable by their coats that aren’t doing a thing to keep them warm or dry, but they look nice. and they also look like they spent and hour before sauntering up to campus. anyways, you know these girls are going to smell as soon as you walk by them, or walk downwind, in their line of fire. so i wandered around for like the 10 minute period where everyone gets out of class, but i didn’t have a class to go to, and i wandered around trying to guess what they would smell like just by looking at their appearence. it was surprisingly hard, i mean i couldn’t identify half of the perfumy stuff they wore, but most of it was the smelly shampoo and other various creams they douse themselves in. lots of peach and strawberry stuff, i noticed taht. i think the funniest one was one of the few i guessed right where i saw this 5 foot, size 0, busty blond in capri pants and a tight ass hoody sweatshirt (of course with her arms crossed to accentuate the boobage) and i just thought “malibu blast” and as soon as she passed she had this balmy coconut smell with some other various freshness things in there. it was exactly what i would have expected froma malibu blast.

man, this weekend ruled, not only did i get to hang around with great co-workers and get blasted, but i got to slip into a catatonic state and hang around at ben’s for the rest of the weekend. going to dad’s in fremont was great, i mean all the beer is hella expensive, but it was worthit i thought, and hanging around with people where you can just show up after not seeing them for a few months and just pick up where things left off is cool. last week i had a couple of tests and some more time intensive labs. i got sick the night i had to hardcore study too, so i wasn’t too happy (hence the lack of blogging).

but yeah, i read ben’s blog earlier and i was just smiling as i read it. i mean, this is solid gold stuff here people:

“i know what i know, but i know that i don’t know everything. but, as little as i trust myself to make the right decision, i trust other people less than myself.”

trust is one of the wackier things that we’ve been privvy to in our society. i mean, you pretty much have to. if you say you don’t have faith in anything, then you pretty much are a liar. i mean, if you go outside, you trust that people walking by aren’t goign to stab you, or when you drive that people are going to know how they are driving. you just have faith in this stuff, because it makes things easier. if you didn’t trust anyone or anything, it would make living rather difficult. so you find a median in where to trust people, and where not to, like selective trust. but when people ask me for my opinion on something the first thing i wonder is “do you really care what i think?” because when people try to express opinions to me most of the time, i don’t care because the things people have as opinions are arbitrary anyways, as i know a good deal of my thinking is very, very arbitrary.

but i read ben’s spiel, and it made me smile. i don’t know how or when it happened, but ben and i are like cards from the same deck. he’s the only person i could point to right now and say “he’s on the same level as me”. i mean sure, we’re still different in alot of ways (i’m not just saying this to exault myself up to ben-like status) but the fundamentas are there. and i just know that if i wasn’t in school right now, i would be doing the exact same thing as him. hell, i’d probably be living with him and matt.

so now i reach the point in my ngiht where it’s pretty much to late to do anything productive. can’t start anything, cause it’s too late, dammit i can’t believe i have to go back to school already tomorrow. and yet without it, what would i be doing? probably complaining about how bored i was. damned if i do, damned if i don’t…

ahhhh, 4 day weekend…i’m gonna study soon for a bit, but i think i need to blog or soemthing first. friday nigth was a total blur. we just got trashed and ended up going to see the 25th hour. now granted, i didn’t know anything about this movie goign in, and damned if i really remember what was going on, except for the fact that edward norton was going to jail, and he had to make amends before his 7 year stretch. it wasn’t a bad movie, but at the same time, i’m glad i got in for free…cause i mean, spike lee is great and everything, but i wasn’t impressed with his past few movies (he got game, summer of sam) and this one just kinda fell into the same kinda over use of flashy cinematography, with the weight of the movie beign carried on a capable actor.

anyways, the real entertainign part of this movie was that we were getting trashed the entire movie, and we were all more than a little loud i think. with a paper bag full of popcorn, and our comments and crap, we must have been annoying…awesome… but yeah, when i got out of there i could barley stand, like i had to really focus to move. when you sit in place for 2 hours sipping on a flask, and then you get up, it’s really pretty disorienting, that and the blood thinners…always with the blood thinners…

two tests this week, both on friday….man, i hate days where you have two tests. on the plus side though, once i do these tests, i’ll be golden for the weekend (ie. nothing to worry about, at all)

anyways, playing some colin mcrae now…

good lord, after a day of biology labs, organic chemistry seminars, and physics labs, i can come home and feel like drained and like shit.

then i come home and play spaceboy, i smile from ear to ear, and suddenly it’s like the day didn’t even happen.

initial d is amazing.

ok, it’s official, like i can stamp it on my ass now, i’m addicted to anime.

i am now joining the millions of others who discovered their beauty earlier, and now i’m just fiending. like right now, i have this whole series called “chobits” i won’t bore you with the details of the show, only my dilemma. i have all of the episodes downloaded….except 11, and i’ve watched up to 10 in the past few nights. now i’m gonna have to postpone the story if i don’t download it tonight, which doesn’t look like it’s gonna happen. this is funny to me, cause it’s pissing me off so much.

am i dork? hell fuckin yeah i am,. if this kind of stuff makes me a dork, then i am full-fledged and bonafied, because it’s the greatest stuff ever, and i can’t get enough.

i’m sure there’s about a dozen or hundred other things that make me a dork though.

so anyways, i wanted to talk about the weekend, but really, i gotta get back to homework, today’s the only day where i’m not too wasted from class and labs to get all this shit done….stupid prelabs….ah well, as long as i get it done, it’s not that big of a deal, i don’t have much else to do during the day that’s productive anyways, might as well learn i suppose….

but instead i sat here for 20 minutes trying my best to get chobits 11….

i’m so rad