Sunday, November 12, 2006

My adventures in the OU Library

I had to go to the library today to actually do research. I have been in the study rooms before for some peace and quiet, but today I had to wonder down into the basement where the microfilm is housed for old-ass newspaper articles.

I had to admit that I was scared. There are a number of stories floating around campus about students who unwittingly try to do research and somehow end up dieing in the library catacombs.

I made it down there in one piece while dodging an asian student who looked too smart to talk to, and a mexican janitor who looked like he didn't know how to talk. I was given a quick tutorial on how to find a newspaper article on the microfilm, found what I needed, and proceeded to try and print it out. It was at this time that things really started to get crappy.

Apparantly you have to be in some sort of super-secret society, and know the super-secret handshake to print out an article from microfilm. Since I am not a member and dont like shaking hands, I had to pay for my copies. But it seemed as though my money was not good enough. After trying to get a newspaper article from 1987 to print, and with no success, I thought I would just check out - yes check out - a book.

I haven't actually checked out a book from a library since doing a research paper on FDR in 6th grade. I have done research on the internet, and looked at books at the library, but attempting to take a book home was pretty foreign territory to me. I found the book that I needed to help with my research paper, but had no idea what to do next. I found the smartest looking white chick who looked like she lived in the library and asked for help. She ushered me to the front counter and told the dude I needed to check out the book. Everything was going fine until he told me I couldn't check it out because it was from the reference section. What? You can get denied from checking out a book? What has this world come too?

So needless to say, after hours at the library I didnt get to print out my newspaper article, and I couldn't check out a damn book. I tried to do some research that didn't rely so heavily on the internet, and look where it got me...right back on the damn internet, that's where.

Friday, November 10, 2006

Back in Oklahoma - For a While

Back from my second trip to Kansas City. My feet hurt. I am tired. My recruiter got me drunk. I think all went well.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

I'm a Jet-Setter

For the 2nd time this week I am about to embark on a flight to Kansas City for some job interviews - this time for a two day trip. Next Wednesday and Thursday I will be flying down to DFW for a two day interview process also. Managers want me - Business's NEED me. I'm a badass.

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Last Minute Trip

So there I was on a Friday night at home, by myself, doing laundry and drinking a few beverages. I had thought about maybe going back down to Ft. Worth to see everyone, but I decided against it. Then out of the blue Alison called and we were talking, then I mentioned coming down. It was a spur of the moment thing, but 3 hours later I found myself in Texas again.

It was a great weekend. I got to go back up to the pub, where I haven't been in over a year, and got to see a lot of good friends.

Glad I went, but I left a lot of things undone that I needed to get done this weekend. With that being said - I got shit to do.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Well Here It Goes.

According to Alison, "Ryan P. Starks is officially the WORST blogger ever...he hasn't blogged since Oct 17th!!!" I apologize to the lives that have been extremely altered by my lack of writing. It has all been for good reason though. My schedule as of late has not been very friendly. Next week I fly to Kansas City TWICE for two different interviews for some post-graduation type jobs. Should be interesting, but it will also make for a very long week.

So, something happened to me the other day that seemed strange. As a guy, I am extremely aware of the "one stall rule". For the ladies who do not know what I speak of, this is the rule in which when men use the urinals in a pulbic restroom they always leave a stall in between the next dude taking a whiz. While there are some exceptions to the rule, it is just good try always try and follow the one stall rule.

Now, far be for me to think that all men are just born with this rule already programmed into their DNA, but I was very unpleasantly suprised by a sneak attack set upon me the other day. I was minding my own business in one of the OU restrooms, trying to take a leak in peace, and staring at the drap concrete bricks in front of me. No one else is in the restroom. I am at the far end of a row of 6 stalls. Then BOOM. Out of nowhere, this dude thinks it is okay to just come pee right next to me! What the hell? Luckily I was towards the end of my pee and nobody else came in the restroom to think that we were couple peeing. I wasn't about to stop the dude mid-pee to tell him the bathroom etiquette rules, but I thought now would be a good time to reiterate them for everyone. But rather than just type them, I thought I would keep everyone's attention with a nice video so there are visuals for FULL COMPREHENSION.




On to other happenings as of late, I decided I wanted to build a wine bottle rack. After drawing up some plans I went to Lowes, got some nice sturdy Oak, and Heather and I proceeded with constructing a 30 bottle wine rack. Before going any further, it should be noted that none of this would have been possible without the spectacular sanding abilities of Heather. I have got the thing built, and one coat of stain put on - not sure if I am going to darken it up with another coat, but I think right now it looks damn good. Especially for my first real construction project outside of piewood derby races in boy scouts (in which my dad did all the real work anyway).

Some pictures are below for your enjoyment.


This is the picture after I just got it all assembled how I like it.
















Here is a little test run as to how the whole thing will work.





















This is after I have it half stained, so you can see the darkness that came about. It looks very expensive with the stain on it - looks expensive, that is the key.










And here we are after 3 hours and one coat of stain was applied.










I am very pleased with how the whole thing has turned out. You cant see it in the pictures, but on the front along the sides are carvings of a grape vine all the way down. We found this wood at Lowes and Heather thought it would be fitting to put it on a wine rack (wine is made from grapes - get it?). I am a little bit of an idiot though and didnt realize that paint thinner smelled so dang bad. Now with it 40 degrees outside I have to have all my windows open with 3 fans, 4 candles, and one air purifier running to try and get the smell out. Oh well, it was worth it.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Finding a Job

So I have been spending a majority of my time lately looking for post-graduation jobs. Real jobs, for the real world. It seems that looking for a full time job IS a full time job. Between that, school, and the part-time job I already have, I am pooped out.

On to other news:

It seems that Mike Tyson's "comeback tour" has taken an interesting turn. As he is trying to be more the entertainer now, and not just a boxer, Mikey-boy has now given thought to boxing women. Yeah. Good stuff. Click here for the article.

I know Mike is pretty washed up, but I still wouldn't want to meet him in a dark alley. Let us not forget he has gone to jail for rape, he did bite off Holyfield's ear, and he threatened to EAT Lennox Lewis' children. Yeah, I can imagine any chick is dying to get in the ring with him.

Although, I would be willing to put a little money on Layla Ali - she is a badass.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

OU/TX Pics

Here are some random pictures from OU/TX Weekend.