Naimul

Found this cool video about bike sharing online.

I would like to apologize.

1) To my doppelganger, Misrab, for any unintended insults that might have come through in that long since deleted post I wrote about him being my evil twin and any negative results that may have arisen from learning about our impalpable connection. It was hot in Bangkok, mate.

2.) To Wandyteeth, for not giving the wholehearted content based support it deserves.

3.) To ilikenicethings.com, for often forgetting it exists.

4.) To Patrick DeSouza, for not telling him often enough how awesome he is. And also for insinuating he played Polo in the previously mentioned doppelganger blog.

5.) To the people writing my recommendations, I promise I'll get you a personal statement soon.

This is not a complete list. Sorry.

Each year the Tar Heel Seniors streak through the Undergraduate Library at midnight the day before exams start. This year its captured on film. Enjoy!

EDIT: The video was taken off youtube, though it lasted a surprisingly long time.

Love,

Naimul

Hey y'all. Just wanted to drop in and post some music playing we did lately. Every year there is a banquet for scholarship finalists and this year they decided to put on a talent show after it. So I volunteered some comedy music. Because they said no bad words or innuendo, it cut out every single one of my original songs. I'm going to have to amend that. But until then, enjoy these clips from the show.

Love,

Naimul

I iz destroin ur wandyteethz!

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I've discovered a connection. There are hundreds of Internet Memes (A neologism for weird things popularized on the interweb) from Lolcatz to Star Wars Kid. Most of these phenomenons are autonomous, but every once in a while, a link emerges.

Chocolate Rain by Tay Zonday

What is this song really about? No one really seems to know, its just a weird 12 year old looking man singing in the style of James Earl Jones. No one really knows, until now.

Chocolate Rain by Tay Zonday is: An ode to Tub Girl.

Amazing...

Resolved:

That the US Naimul should substantially increase his body image through push ups, running, sit ups, and beard growth.

Resolved:

That the republic of Naimul establish himself on his predestined (at least in his mind) career path by the end of the year. Established is hereby defined as engaged.

Resolved:

That the great nation of Naimul use that $300 dollar American Airlines voucher he got for giving up his seat and that the activity pursued in its utilization be fruitful.

Resolved:

That the post-communist kelptocracy of Naimul look back upon the year as a "Happy" year, in light of his action during the year, not as a product of extenuating circumstance, on December 31, 2008. Happiness must not be merely circumstantial, more of an aura of joy is preferred. Whether this is obtained through religious, culinary, ocular/auditory/tactile, sexual, exploratory, monetary, or explosive pursuits is yet to be determined, but the condition of happiness is surely contingent upon a combination of many.

Resolved:

That the oligarchical war-lord driven province of Naimul graduate from college this May.

Resolved:

That the ritualistic hedonist society of Naimul excel in the pursuit of musical greatness during this year and that a condition of this resolution involve the resurrection of past musical pursuits.

Resolved:

That the township of Naimul find some new friends and activities of creative nature in Louisville, Kentucky.

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That the monarchy of Naimul create something visually appealing this year. Video, calligraphy, painting, photography, website, or tapestry are all acceptable mediums.

Resolved:

That the dictatorship of Naimul should blog more. Preference is given to blogs relating to the fulfillment of resolutions.

Finally....

Resolved:

That Naimul understands that he is pretty special the way he is and that all this proposed change isn't necessary or reason for frustration. He should just know that there is always room for improvement, its just important to have fun while doing it, keep and open mind, and Rock n' Roll 2008!!!

Thousands of years ago, man lived in constant fear. Fear of death from getting eaten, murderous rivals, or the steady decay of life that comes with malnourishment and parasites. This fear translated into a constant, pervasive sense of need: to mate, to kill, to move, to do. Humans acted or lost, and loss in the caveman’s world meant death. Technological advancement, at least in part of the world, has given us unprecedented leisure. Security systems, definition in social structure, clarification of moral guidance, and abundance of food all contribute to our free time. Most often we benefit ourselves and our society by properly channeling our efforts into the propagation of this leisure time. Yet more often than not we waste that time.

HD Discovery Channel epics, while fascinating eye candy, entertaining knowledge, and Sigourney Weaver, do little to actually enhance our understanding of the world. Though for a fleeting moment I appreciated the beauty of a polar bear skidding down an icy slope, it quickly shifted to my appreciation of the camera man’s patience in waiting four months to film that shot. Then I got up and drank some pop. Essentially, my appreciation of nature resulted in my motivation to drink more root beer and did little to enhance society.

We now often conceptualize work in terms of work/life balance and education in terms of preparing our futures for the leisure we’ll have once we are given high paying jobs. At what point did human future planning shift from a focus on work to leisure? Was it the industrial age or earlier? There has to be some apical era in which the survival of man was a done deal, when we were ‘Made’ men in the organized crime family of nature. I might be completely misrepresenting humans though, maybe we still work to survive, but I believe that nature is dwindling fast. In the welfare state even the less privileged have more people to take care of them than ever before. I don’t know. I really just wanted to blog because I was bored and everyone else is doing it. Happy New Year!

Music is my imaginary friend. -CSS

I told the current marathoner that I would blog with him since time has finally opened its loving arms and set me free. I told him, at least, in comment form. Since its late I'm not too burstingly creative, but I'm full of news. The first and most important piece, I have a sexy new lady in my life. She is beautiful black. I'm not sure what her name is but I'll figure that out soon. Here is a picture:

I can't wait to play with her through the night. I want to dance my fingers along her spine and send shivers through her core. I want to titillate and pluck and vibrato and strum her till my fingers are numb with happiness. I'm so excited about this winter break. Kick out the jams!

I can't really contain myself right now. I'll blog when I've calmed down.

I know event blogs are never as fun as issues and ideas blogs, but really, these event blogs deal with some important issues.

Like that of religious intolerance.

Last night "Intense," the flight of the conchords tribute band, was slated to play at a venue with an audience in desperate need of our comedy stealings. I somehow managed to set us up in the most hostile environment imaginable. Amongst Evangelical Christians.

Well, they weren't all evangelicals, some of them were just Christian members of the student ministry on campus, but the supposed open mic night at the Union Caberet was populated entirely by these bible thumpers. Before the show a rapid staccato email exchange read something like,

"Come at 7 and sign up, keep it clean."

"Um...we sing a song called business time, its like marvin gaye but nerdier, is that okay?"

"Yeah you're cool, just keep it respectful."

"What?"

And so forth. When we got there, we weren't sure what was okay and what wasn't. We decided to let the first few acts tell us what it was all about.

So the first song was a young man with little creativity singing about how, as christians, we are surrounded by the world. And that world is full of SIN and TEMPTATION. And this young boy is going to wait for his girlfriend. After his rousing first song we were treated to another chronicling his debates about dying/killing himself to get to Jesus faster vs. just sticking it out on earth because god put him there to make music. Holy shit I almost picked up my guitar and fled.

But a brief pow wow with Adam and we decided to play Albi the racist dragon to tie in the issue of race and play it off as planned. Then we would play Humans are Dead to wow them and tell them about how all their crazy self flagellation will pay off soon because the robots are coming. We still had to sensor somethings.

Despite the cold reaction from a few tables in this large room of people (this one guy kept glaring at me for being a heathen), a lot of people liked this stuff. You judge for yourself. I think it is one of the better live renditions we've run. On to new songs.