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Cal Loves Holmes
Mar. 20th, 2012 06:22 pmSeen all over the Berkeley campus today (click for larger):
I believe in Sherlock Holmes.
I believe in Sherlock Holmes.
Acafan Love
Nov. 1st, 2011 09:52 amHow nerdy does it make me that the highlight of my week (I'm really excited) is that Henry Jenkins is coming to speak on campus? Or that I liked one of my professors just fine until I found out she's on the TWC board, at which point I became totally starry-eyed. A lot, right? I ♥ acafans.
Somebody out there knows (or knows somebody else who knows) how to download undownloadable video.
Help?
I'm going to be working with a Professor who's studying the impacts of subtle racist language in the news. For online sources, she wants to save a local copy just in case the original source disappears. This isn't a problem when the source is text-based, but can become a problem when the source is video footage.
I'm using Firefox. I've been playing with footage from The Daily Show, just because I know that my Download Helper add-on doesn't see video streams from there, and I can't figure it out. I know there's gotta be a way.
Thanks, y'all.
Help?
I'm going to be working with a Professor who's studying the impacts of subtle racist language in the news. For online sources, she wants to save a local copy just in case the original source disappears. This isn't a problem when the source is text-based, but can become a problem when the source is video footage.
I'm using Firefox. I've been playing with footage from The Daily Show, just because I know that my Download Helper add-on doesn't see video streams from there, and I can't figure it out. I know there's gotta be a way.
Thanks, y'all.
Today is my first day of school. I'm a little bit nervous; I haven't taken a strenuous academic class since before the cancer/chemo/medically-induced menopause thing, and I know I don't think as well as I did before all of that happened. (On the other hand, 3-1/2 years down--which is incredibly optimistic--and 1-1/2 to go until I can say "I beat this thing!")
I am used to community college campuses, where there is a broad range of ages in every classroom. Berkeley won't be like that. There will be other older students on campus, but not in the numbers I'm used to, and my fat*, 55-year-old self is going to stick out like a sore thumb. This is going to be especially true this semester, because three of the classes I'm taking are lower-division 'Intro to' classes (they're prereqs for upper-division classes I want to take, and too specialized to have been offered at the community college level), so most of my classmates will be straight out of high school.
I'm also excited. It's Berkeley, and it's going to be full of smart, interesting people and smart, interesting discussions, and I get to be part of it. Amazing.
*This is not me beating myself up or exhibiting body dysmorphia. It's as true a descriptor as 'I have blue eyes and brown hair.' Some of it's genetics, some of it's personal history, some of it's meds (four rounds of prednisone this last year; god, I hate prednisone). Most of the time I'm so aware of how lucky I am to still be breathing that the idea of worrying about my weight is laughable. In a few minutes, though, I'm going to be on a campus full of young women, most of whom will have very strong negative feelings about fatness, and who will judge, and that ratchets my anxiety levels way up. But not enough to keep me from going.
Go Bears!
I am used to community college campuses, where there is a broad range of ages in every classroom. Berkeley won't be like that. There will be other older students on campus, but not in the numbers I'm used to, and my fat*, 55-year-old self is going to stick out like a sore thumb. This is going to be especially true this semester, because three of the classes I'm taking are lower-division 'Intro to' classes (they're prereqs for upper-division classes I want to take, and too specialized to have been offered at the community college level), so most of my classmates will be straight out of high school.
I'm also excited. It's Berkeley, and it's going to be full of smart, interesting people and smart, interesting discussions, and I get to be part of it. Amazing.
*This is not me beating myself up or exhibiting body dysmorphia. It's as true a descriptor as 'I have blue eyes and brown hair.' Some of it's genetics, some of it's personal history, some of it's meds (four rounds of prednisone this last year; god, I hate prednisone). Most of the time I'm so aware of how lucky I am to still be breathing that the idea of worrying about my weight is laughable. In a few minutes, though, I'm going to be on a campus full of young women, most of whom will have very strong negative feelings about fatness, and who will judge, and that ratchets my anxiety levels way up. But not enough to keep me from going.
Go Bears!
Dear Flist, I Need Some RL Help
Dec. 9th, 2009 03:33 amMy kid is graduating from Berkeley this year. (Woo-HOO!!!)
My mission is complete. Which means I need a new mission, because getting her to the point she's at has been my reason for getting up and going to my shitty job for a couple of decades. It's getting harder and harder to get up and go.
( So I'm going to try and get my butt back in school. )
So, anybody know of any scholarships? Know anybody who might know?
My mission is complete. Which means I need a new mission, because getting her to the point she's at has been my reason for getting up and going to my shitty job for a couple of decades. It's getting harder and harder to get up and go.
( So I'm going to try and get my butt back in school. )
So, anybody know of any scholarships? Know anybody who might know?
