Officially a Science Major

1. So today I got an email from my department telling me that my major was officially changed from an Anthropology BA, to Anthropology BS. So yeah, it feels cool to be a science major officially on paper, and even more so in blog announcement-dom.

2. I figured that now is the best time to state what the hell my blog title means and what I want to do with my major, but I don't think I have enough time at the moment. I will give a brief summary and elaborate later.

3. I want to study primatology and or paleoanthropology. The two are complimentary of course since both have primates no matter what, in there as a proxy. But specific to my blog title, I want to study Red Colobus Monkeys.

4. Here is a wikipedia article on the Western RC, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Western_Red_Colobus

5. More later!
Regards,
Joe Creason

Dropping a Duece with Adolf

Moments ago I went to use the College Library restroom and saw a book resting above one of the sinks on the island of sinks in the middle of the room. That book only had in a neat reddish-orange lined box, HITLER visible.

I won't say anymore, I would ruin what I experienced if I did...

Regards,
Joe Creason

Man, you seriously....have a nice camera.

I just now edited a crapload of photos cause I met someone who is also into photography and it got me thinking about how I never ever take photos ever. And I don't see a reason why I don't still actively do it, I mean I actually do enjoy myself A LOT when I'm taking photos, and I'm always pissed off lately, I need to get that straightened out...

Anyways, here are the photos,

I moved to an apartment right across from a cemetery, the view is, to die for.*


Wildlife shot. No serious, this was captured in the wild, it wasn't behind a fence or nothing!


If you want to be pc, and don't want to offend your underwater dwelling chums, you'd be hip to refer to them as Sea Jellies. Not Jelly Fish, those went extinct years ago.


I'm not fully satisfied with the editing job I did on this one. So yeah, I am aware of it jerks!
Also it should be noted that this child was one of the few kids at the aquarium that Sam did not postulate as becoming some violent dictator when reaching adulthood.


Mike my first roommate here at UCLA doing a pretty good impression of me with a camera. I think this is the first time I'm no-bs saying it but the guy was the most annoying jerk to have as a roommate, auugh, UCLA really decided to pick every idea I had about going to a university and totally turn it into some backwards horrible reality that I now have to go through.


I like how cheesy this photo is.

I have more photos posted on my flickr but I figure I'll end with a photo of not one of my greatest moments. Why you ask? Well I answer such a question by first stating, dude calm down, I'm being facetious, God. But also it's rare that you get restrained by the Dark Knight and even rarer that you have a photo of such experience!


*I think you should be ashamed of yourself if you didn't find that to be a killer joke.
Regards,
Joe Creason

Things I forget about during my sleep binges...

I slept probably 30 hours straight starting Friday at 5 or 6 pm and had a lot of weird thoughts/dreams whilst doing so.

Because it is hotter than a hot machine on hot day working overtime cause the heater broke, (it was just hot as hell in my lair cause all the heat collects where I live) I probably went crazy during my almost two days of sleep.

Well the reason why I chose this as a topic of my blog is cause whilst sleeping at a family thing I went to earlier today, I had a dream that I should make a bunch of playlists for different themes. What's more is that I had a dream that I should post about making a bunch of playlists on my blog. Also, I'm not sure if I had a dream about having those dreams, or if I had a separate dream for each of those dreams or just one dream where I dreamed that I had a separate dream involving each of those dreams.

What was amazing about that last sentence was that halfway through it I stopped paying attention to what I was typing and then I reread it and it still makes sense in my mind because I really have no idea which situation I truly experienced.

My roommate is singing in the shower right now, dude it's like 1:24 am! People are trying to write bad blog posts!
Regards,
Joe Creason

No, seriously,

Regards,
Joe Creason

That might just be the case

I might just be sleep-deprived, depressed as all hell, sick, exhausted both mentally and physically, bitter, pissed, annoyed, frustrated, flustered, and absurdly miserable right now and that could be doing the talking here but I have one more final tomorrow before I officially finished a year of schoolin' at UCLA.

And it freaking sucked like no other. I haven't used this blog for anything new at all. I promise I'll write about monkeys and academic stuff, honest.

That stuff requires a less pissed off Joe though, colobines don't deserve such a character talking about them. I think the one thing I learned for sure is, monkeys are definitely more interesting than people. Why? People are douchebags' why.

Regards,
Joe Creason

Wearing only band shirts

Is definitely one of my best worthless habits I have chosen to maintain for the following 2 and a half reasons.

1. Whilst wearing my Final Fight shirt, I met kate on campus who also enjoys hardcore. UCLA doesn't have kids who listen to hardcore, I think it was against their policy or something and as a transfer I scammed my way in...

2. Just yesterday someone said nice shirt to me referring to my shirt! If you need more details, it was a punk-err punx! band named Ampere. At UCLA there are people who have heard of Ampere but they're Electrical Engineering majors and they know a different non-band Ampere, i.e. what amp is short for. Hey! I managed to squeeze in a science fact!
This one gets better cause said person Mallory also is good at photography, she's just so far pretty awesome but I think one more comment in regards to her will officially be creepy...ok it kind of is already I know.

and the Half. For this I was clad in a Swings Kids shirt and also by way of BASS met a good friend Vince. He made it obvious that he knew of the band and since then has made it very obvious that he knows of a lot of bands. Very.

Why half you say? That is a half short of one! Well Vince by way of not caring for Swing Kids later let me in on his thought of me based upon that shirt, that I was some douchebag Swing Kids fan.

Thus it follows that that was a total Dick-thought, -1/2.

Anyways, I am only blogging cause yeah, I never do.
Regards,
Joe Creason

I now put ZZ Top to Shame

Being Single

I complain about this a lot but hopefully I won't fall into that type of post tonight but yeah being single makes me have the ability to not deny the following,

I have a crush on every girl. Ever.

It's true, it's kind of interesting to think about because this is one of the few times I am aware of the power girls have over me. You it well ladies, don't get cocky and power hungry with it.

But seriously folks, my short attention span cannot handle stopping whatever I'm doing at a given time whenever I think, "Hey is she wearing sandals, or flats?" I need to make things count in this fast past world here!

I now see that saying anymore on this subject will be just straight-up, low-down complaining about girl problems which is really not necessary. Therefore, I shall wrap this post up.

To explain my blog title, I now possess the most manly beard ever. No, not really. Apparently people think that having really long, borderline-red colored patches of hair on my face look good on me. So far it makes me fear that people think I should have a goatee, and having one offends me so much people.

Stay clean, clear and in charge people.

Regards,
Joe Creason

I'm starting to do finger stretches

Seriously. It has reached the point where I take wayyy too many notes in class and when I study/do homework that my fingers on my right hand hurt like all hell. So pretty much every chance I remember to do so I'm gonna stretch out the fingers, get them little sweatbands, sleeveless t-shirts and maybe even some ipods to listen to while working out...

Anyways, Walking up to my dorm I saw a box of pizza abandoned on the railing of the stairs leading to the floor where my room is located. No on was around and it was I believe 20 minutes to 1:00 am so it was kind of odd...Then later a little bit before 2:00 am I saw just outside the laundry room a box exactly like the to-go boxes you'd get from In-n-Out just sitting right at the bottom of the door which opens to the laundry room.
This was even weirder and I finally figured out the most logical reason for both of these happenings!

A Victorian-era big-game hunter clad in safari clothes and cap with a bushy mustache and monocle has gotten tired with the pedestrian hunt of tigers and lions and evil hybrids of the two, and has decided the hunt the most deadly game of all: hungry college students.

I luckily wasn't hungry but next time I see a suspicious plate of fries on the ground or a bear-trap I'll give the gentlemen hunter a good time.

I was reminded that having a beard gives one the chance to hide their double-chin so I'm gonna try for one again. We Creasons have proud Native American blood coursing through our veins and therefore growing facial hair is impossible but dammit, I hate this double-chin!

Yeah, now that's a blog post!
Regards,
Joe Creason

If I wanted tattoos

I'd get science-ie ones. They're so cool and kind of bizarre. I definitely want an Evolution one or I drew one making fun of Michael Behe's Irreducible Complexity flagella example, I think I'll find that picture and post it...

Anyways, all of these I like but I still wouldn't get...maybe the African Sausage tree one.




I saw Expelled, Darwin is the reason why everything is wrong with this world. That dick.

I'll post more later.
Regards,
Joe Creason