I'm changing another bit of a rule of mine. I'm going to read a script a week from now on. Why? Haven't picked up script reading in regularity. I've only done it for reviews on Triggerstreet and reading scripts that interests me, and there's not a whole lot as you can tell.
It's work but it's still lazy enough not to work my ass off.
Plus I need a little bit of inspiration with my writing ever since school started and ever since I looked back at my script and thought to myself "yeah, still not there. This sucks monkey balls." I'm grinding through it at least. I'm not going to abort this son of a bitch. I'm going to complete it. Mark my words one day, it will be complete.
(I should probably stop blogging about writing when I should be writing... Ah, such is life, for what is it without a little hypocrisy?)
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Where the fuck is the blogger?
I aint' dead if that's what you're wondering. Apparently school is being a tad bit cruel to me since I have these classes (one of them anyways) that require a bit of reading and a lot of question answering. The kicker here is we have to cite the sources... from the textbook.
Let me repeat this. We read the textbook, we answer questions from the textbook, and we have to cite the evidence in the answers. The source being the textbook. You know how fuckin' redundant that is?
It's like going to a restaurant with your family. You stand there in line at some fast food joint with your two kids and your wife because you just came from a long day at the beach and you don't want to spend any more time and money for a pricey meal. You go up to the cashier while your kids are debating whether they want fries or McNuggets in their happy meals, order a Big Mac, an Angus burger for the wife and two happy meals with apple slices for the kids (cause you're a dick that way). So you take out the wallet and pay the cash to the cashier and stand over at the pick up area.
Suddenly you have this monstrous urge to piss. It feels like trying to contain a fire hydrant, so you turn to your wife and give the receipt to her while you go off for a little tinkle.
Minutes pass because you were holding quite a bit of urine in you and you come back into the place thinking that the family has received the order of food and now you can go sit down and enjoy your 500 calorie heart attack but lo and behold, there your family is, still standing there. Your wife's looking like she's about to pop a blood vessel and your kids are
You go up to the cashier. Speaking calmly, you ask him "Is there a problem?"
"Oh no, here you go."
The guy gives you the food. You stand there, flabbergasted. You confront the cashier about why you family couldn't pick the order up even though they had proof of purchase.
"Sorry sir, paying customers only for the pick up."
"But she has the receipt, we're together as a unit."
"Yeah but we're not sure if that's true though. She could've stolen that from you and made out with a free meal."
"But I GAVE my wife the receipt so she could pick up the order."
"And I'm saying that from my point of view, I don't know that."
"You saw us come in as a unit."
"Yeah. But we're not talking about what I know, we're talking about upholding integrity."
It's probably a long convoluted way for me to illustrate this, hell it probably doesn't make any sense but neither does citing sources to answer textbook questions. We're not even writing a paper, it's just a few questions! It has it's purpose but it's a waste of time.
It's no surprise that one of the fundamental things I hate about academics is citing evidence for your claims. I know that the purpose behind it all, it's to prevent lazy fucks like me from pulling shit out of my ass. But c'mon, if there's anything we can learn about human beings, it's that someone out there is crazy enough to find someway of half assing an academic report. Citing sources, in my view, accomplishes little outside of extremely academic circles. There's always some weirdo out there that truly believes in that crazy idea that you just pulled out of your ass and mark my words, someone did publish that idea in some academic journal.
Even then, citing sources in a homework assignment in which the answers come from the textbook, that's just redundant. It's useless, doesn't accomplish anything in the long run, and nobody cares. Save the source citing for the papers.
Anyways, that's one of my frustrations with one of my classes.
Let me repeat this. We read the textbook, we answer questions from the textbook, and we have to cite the evidence in the answers. The source being the textbook. You know how fuckin' redundant that is?
It's like going to a restaurant with your family. You stand there in line at some fast food joint with your two kids and your wife because you just came from a long day at the beach and you don't want to spend any more time and money for a pricey meal. You go up to the cashier while your kids are debating whether they want fries or McNuggets in their happy meals, order a Big Mac, an Angus burger for the wife and two happy meals with apple slices for the kids (cause you're a dick that way). So you take out the wallet and pay the cash to the cashier and stand over at the pick up area.
Suddenly you have this monstrous urge to piss. It feels like trying to contain a fire hydrant, so you turn to your wife and give the receipt to her while you go off for a little tinkle.
Minutes pass because you were holding quite a bit of urine in you and you come back into the place thinking that the family has received the order of food and now you can go sit down and enjoy your 500 calorie heart attack but lo and behold, there your family is, still standing there. Your wife's looking like she's about to pop a blood vessel and your kids are
You go up to the cashier. Speaking calmly, you ask him "Is there a problem?"
"Oh no, here you go."
The guy gives you the food. You stand there, flabbergasted. You confront the cashier about why you family couldn't pick the order up even though they had proof of purchase.
"Sorry sir, paying customers only for the pick up."
"But she has the receipt, we're together as a unit."
"Yeah but we're not sure if that's true though. She could've stolen that from you and made out with a free meal."
"But I GAVE my wife the receipt so she could pick up the order."
"And I'm saying that from my point of view, I don't know that."
"You saw us come in as a unit."
"Yeah. But we're not talking about what I know, we're talking about upholding integrity."
It's probably a long convoluted way for me to illustrate this, hell it probably doesn't make any sense but neither does citing sources to answer textbook questions. We're not even writing a paper, it's just a few questions! It has it's purpose but it's a waste of time.
It's no surprise that one of the fundamental things I hate about academics is citing evidence for your claims. I know that the purpose behind it all, it's to prevent lazy fucks like me from pulling shit out of my ass. But c'mon, if there's anything we can learn about human beings, it's that someone out there is crazy enough to find someway of half assing an academic report. Citing sources, in my view, accomplishes little outside of extremely academic circles. There's always some weirdo out there that truly believes in that crazy idea that you just pulled out of your ass and mark my words, someone did publish that idea in some academic journal.
Even then, citing sources in a homework assignment in which the answers come from the textbook, that's just redundant. It's useless, doesn't accomplish anything in the long run, and nobody cares. Save the source citing for the papers.
Anyways, that's one of my frustrations with one of my classes.
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