“Definition: ‘Love’ is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometers away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope.
Statement: This definition, I am told, is subject to interpretation. Obviously, love is a matter of odds. Not many meatbags could make such a shot, and fewer would derive love from it. Yet for me, love is knowing your target, putting them in your targeting reticle, and together, achieving a singular purpose, against statistically long odds.”—HK-47
So my Pandora station just played “A Decade Under the Influence” by Taking Back Sunday and “Bite to Break Skin” by Senses Fail. I feel like that was such a long time ago! My taste in music has definitely evolved, but I think there will always be a little part of me ready to rock out to some of that old stuff.
Our project originally started out as a “Water Distribution and Sanitation System” for a rural community in Nicaragua, but we soon discovered that the issue of sanitation was far more critical than providing potable water. Many people go abroad to developing rural communities and take on all sorts of projects to provide clean water for those in need. Although potable water is a necessity, the sanitation side end of this need is often overlooked.
We have been fortunate enough to make connections with a community in Sabana Grande, Nicaragua that is making attempts to modernize in a more sustainable manner. They already produce their own solar panels and use solar cookers in their community, and they are experimenting with other sustainable technologies. This community has the very unique opportunity to develop into a sustainable future. Unlike here in the states, where we have to retrofit and find ways of incorporating green technologies into our already modern lifestyles, Sabana Grande is growing into it.
This link will take you to our school’s Center for Science, Technology, and Society blog. Here, you can keep up with the progress of our project and read about our trip to Nicaragua. The posts pertaining to our project are titled “Clean Water for Nicaragua - Student Series #.” The members of our group who made the trip just posted their personal reflections.
It’s really interesting to see how the community responds to the development and how they perceive the green technology. I won’t spoil it for you here, but it really makes you think about what ideals developing communities associate with the word “modern.”
I’m not much of a drinker, but when I do drink, I like to take shots of tequila.
No limes, oranges, or coke—-I like the tingly burn (: You should try it, sometime. I prefer reposado over silver for the flavor (never tried anejo). Not a huge fan of Patron—-not enough of a burn there. I don’t care what you say about being a lightweight, it just means I spend less to get pleasantly buzzed (;
I took cutie for a ride in my deathcab She tipped me with a kiss, I dropped her off at the meth lab Before she left, she made a dashboard confessional And spilled her guts in cursive, but what’s worse is I could see her bright eyes like sunny day real estate Oh my, and in a funny way the ceiling tastes So high but no chance My little chemical romance left a bad taste in my mouth But I approached her like hey Mercedes, why the long face Why you cryin’? There’s no need Just put on this coheed and fallout Boy meets girl, Jimmy eat world But Schlep eats pills til he’s all out Not once, not twice, she was thrice times a lady Mackin’ on brand new, but I had to Bounce over to the postal service to Pick up these pills that take care of my nervousness And all the way, I saw planes and mistook ‘em for stars She played games but she took ‘em too far At the drive in Watching soft porn and you can tell By the trail of the dead, that there was somethin’ in the popcorn I hop in my cab, destination midtown Just to get up with some kids that like to get down I’d made my rounds and that was that In between the frowns and scraps and heart attacks And I remember I seen her ass in early November On a Thursday, taking back Sunday for a refund She shot a wink like no hard feelings Then she jetted to Brazil man, them pills had me spun
This is the story of the year right here This is hot water music Put ya ramen into it
“Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need, you love what makes you feel good, you love what is convenient. How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you’ll never meet them. All right, so we do the best we can. Granted. But we must still realize that love is just the result of a chance encounter. Most people make too much of it. On these grounds a good fuck is not to be entirely scorned. But that’s the result of a chance meeting too.”—Charles Bukowski