Hailin’ from San Antonio, Texas. Doin’ my learnin’ at Trinity Univerisity as a Pre-Med Music Education Major. I’m a photographer, runner, dancer, trombonist, drum corps veteran and friend. And what’s life without your healthy daily dose of dorky humor?

 

propagandery:

Japanese Company Announces Plans to Build 20,000-Mile-High Space Elevator by 2050

Scientists have long considered the possibility of creating ultra-tall space elevators that stretch beyond the earth’s atmosphere to transport satellites and  shuttles into outer space without the cost and environmental impact of rocket fuels. Now a Japanese company specializing in major infrastructure projects called The Obayashi Corporation has announced plans to build a space elevator by 2050, with the aim of taking tourists 20,000 miles above the planet’s surface.

propagandery:

Japanese Company Announces Plans to Build 20,000-Mile-High Space Elevator by 2050

Scientists have long considered the possibility of creating ultra-tall space elevators that stretch beyond the earth’s atmosphere to transport satellites and shuttles into outer space without the cost and environmental impact of rocket fuels. Now a Japanese company specializing in major infrastructure projects called The Obayashi Corporation has announced plans to build a space elevator by 2050, with the aim of taking tourists 20,000 miles above the planet’s surface.

I’ll be back…

… and like promised, I’m back!

Quote cred. given to Arnold Schwarzenegger’s character from The Terminator. I’m now using it as my mantra on Tumblr for the title of this post. 

I was away from Tumlr for various reasons. Here is a pictoral description of what these past few weeks consisted of.

1.) spending lots of intimate time putting that pretty yellow piece of metal on my face. 

2.) spending time aimlessly hauling patootie. yay for getting in shape! I was that dude running through campus that smiled at you.

3.) auditioning for Baylor’s prestigious trombone studio. yeason!

4.) 6 words: OMG TMEA!!!! Only music nerds would understand that. sorry guys. it’s like music christmas. And Santa Claus is in every instrument. . every piece of sheet music… every vibration in the air. 

 

6.) gettin learned n stuff with school n stuff

-no picture necessary-

7.) WORKING… . hey, college and drum corps doesn’t pay for itself! !

… and for that pathetic dude that I overheard saying, “If you can’t afford coming to this school you shouldn’t be here”: POO YOU! :( Not everybody has privileged endless money floating around the house. 

Although on a lighter note but equally depressing note, I can definitely picture myself being a case study on that show “workaholics” in 20 years… FML.

8.) also, that Taco Taco place (the taco joint that Guy Fieti from the Food network fell in love with across the street from my University) has way overrated tacos.

Says the mexican. 

Anywho… good to be back :)

thedailywhat:

Inappropriate Wooing of the Day: The signature wooing noise made by the live audience (or laugh track) of cheesy sitcoms inserted into some pretty inappropriate scenes from Saved By The Bell.

[hyst.]

I THINK I DIED A LITTLE INSIDE. lmao!

I must confess that over the past few years I have been gravely disappointed with the white moderate. I have almost reached the regrettable conclusion that the Negro’s great stumbling block in his stride toward freedom is not the White Citizen’s Counciler or the Ku Klux Klanner, but the white moderate, who is more devoted to “order” than to justice; who prefers a negative peace which is the absence of tension to a positive peace which is the presence of justice; who constantly says: “I agree with you in the goal you seek, but I cannot agree with your methods of direct action”; who paternalistically believes he can set the timetable for another man’s freedom; who lives by a mythical concept of time and who constantly advises the Negro to wait for a “more convenient season.” Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will. Lukewarm acceptance is much more bewildering than outright rejection.

Martin Luther King, Jr., Letter from a Birmingham City Jail, 1963 (via carton-rouge)

Nothing yields more pleasure and content to the soul than when it finds that which it may love fervently, for to love and live beloved is the soul’s paradise, both here and in heaven.

John Winthrop, A Model of Christian Charity (via theringofwords)