As I referenced in my last post, the 2011 JibJab Year in Review wasn't up. BUT! Now it is. Enjoy!
Friday, January 6, 2012
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Home for the Holidays
There's no place like home. I'm allowed to say that because I'm from Kansas (or is it the other way around?). But it really is true. And it's not even just being back in your hometown, it's about being back in your own country. Where people grew up watching Sesame Street and The Rugrats. Where I can have a conversation with a customs official or store clerk and not have to worry about language or cultural faux pas. Where I can drive and know that 1st street is after 2nd street (except in DC). And especially where I know exactly where to go to find food.
That being said, I'd like to elaborate on the meaning of vacation. For me, vacation is still associated with summer and freedom from school. During the summer, I would relax at home, see friends, and swim way too much. When I got older, I began to work during vacation. On Wikipedia, vacation is pretty much defined as taking a trip somewhere. I was actually really surprised by how short the article is, considering how many various definitions of vacation I have floating around in my mind. So, disregarding everything Wikipedia has to say, which I know is heresy to this blog, I posit that vacation is merely an escape from the normal. For your average American family, that means taking a three hour drive and sitting in a hotel in a tourist trap. For school kids, it means time off of school. And for your average adventurer in Russia, it means going home.
I have to say that I by far prefer my vacation. Whenever you leave your comfort zone, a level of chaos enters the equation. Now, of course, this level of chaos stays very low in places like Branson or Breckenridge. But think of the number of Hollywood comedies about disaster vacations. Those comedies are so funny because we can always relate. Once you leave the comfort of home, Chaos gets stronger and stronger. Of course, there are comedies about coming home for the holidays as well, but don't those always end with the family getting closer?
When you live in Siberia, Chaos reigns supreme. The equivalent of a State Capital Building in Buryatia caught fire 2 days before I left. Think about that. Last winter, they wanted to put an ice skating rink on Soviet Square in the center of town. No one thought to hire an engineer to make sure the rink was flat. No one noticed that the water was gather along one edge of the rink until it was too late and the wooden gates broke, letting loose a flood of water that led to the entire center of the city being covered in several inches of ice. My friends who work in a kiosk on Soviet Square were entirely unable to open the door of their store. That's where I live.
The United States is ruled by institution and order. You may disagree, but often times our frustrations are the result of too much double-checking and oversight. I think our rules of the road are an excellent example of this. Our roads are well-constructed and orderly. Very few people run red lights. But people hate seeing cops because of speeding tickets. In Russia, when a cop pulls you over, they want a bribe. We in America hate getting caught. In Russia, there's very little you can even do about it. If you follow the rules in America, there's little that can happen to you. And our roads are not the nightmare that Russian ones are.
So coming home to familiarity and order led to some of the most relaxing two weeks of my life. I drove around. I lay around. I played Skyward Sword like there was no tomorrow (cuz I can't play it again for 6 months, dammit). And I basked in the utter lack of concentration that speaking English requires.
But when I landed back in Moscow, my heart began to pound and I felt a rush of adrenaline. It was similar to the feeling that I would get before a really great 200 Free. I knew I was back in my element. I understood every word of Russian, I knew every bureaucratic procedure, I knew how to travel on the subway. While I was in the States, I spent most of my time playing a game. In Russia, getting from point A to point B is a lot like solving a puzzle in Zelda. You have to study the map, but when you get to a key intersection, you find that it's closed off. So you go through your bag of items and pull out the ones you need to get around this roadblock (Russian language, knowing when to wait or when to find another way, etc.). And when the puzzle is solved, it's way more satisfying that anything that could be found in a videogame (much like getting through Skyward Sword is way better than anything in any other videogame).
Being home was perhaps the best vacation I've ever taken. But living in Russia is the best step I've ever taken in real life. And realizing that yesterday may have been the best part of the vacation that I took.
That being said, I'd like to elaborate on the meaning of vacation. For me, vacation is still associated with summer and freedom from school. During the summer, I would relax at home, see friends, and swim way too much. When I got older, I began to work during vacation. On Wikipedia, vacation is pretty much defined as taking a trip somewhere. I was actually really surprised by how short the article is, considering how many various definitions of vacation I have floating around in my mind. So, disregarding everything Wikipedia has to say, which I know is heresy to this blog, I posit that vacation is merely an escape from the normal. For your average American family, that means taking a three hour drive and sitting in a hotel in a tourist trap. For school kids, it means time off of school. And for your average adventurer in Russia, it means going home.
I have to say that I by far prefer my vacation. Whenever you leave your comfort zone, a level of chaos enters the equation. Now, of course, this level of chaos stays very low in places like Branson or Breckenridge. But think of the number of Hollywood comedies about disaster vacations. Those comedies are so funny because we can always relate. Once you leave the comfort of home, Chaos gets stronger and stronger. Of course, there are comedies about coming home for the holidays as well, but don't those always end with the family getting closer?
When you live in Siberia, Chaos reigns supreme. The equivalent of a State Capital Building in Buryatia caught fire 2 days before I left. Think about that. Last winter, they wanted to put an ice skating rink on Soviet Square in the center of town. No one thought to hire an engineer to make sure the rink was flat. No one noticed that the water was gather along one edge of the rink until it was too late and the wooden gates broke, letting loose a flood of water that led to the entire center of the city being covered in several inches of ice. My friends who work in a kiosk on Soviet Square were entirely unable to open the door of their store. That's where I live.
The United States is ruled by institution and order. You may disagree, but often times our frustrations are the result of too much double-checking and oversight. I think our rules of the road are an excellent example of this. Our roads are well-constructed and orderly. Very few people run red lights. But people hate seeing cops because of speeding tickets. In Russia, when a cop pulls you over, they want a bribe. We in America hate getting caught. In Russia, there's very little you can even do about it. If you follow the rules in America, there's little that can happen to you. And our roads are not the nightmare that Russian ones are.
So coming home to familiarity and order led to some of the most relaxing two weeks of my life. I drove around. I lay around. I played Skyward Sword like there was no tomorrow (cuz I can't play it again for 6 months, dammit). And I basked in the utter lack of concentration that speaking English requires.
But when I landed back in Moscow, my heart began to pound and I felt a rush of adrenaline. It was similar to the feeling that I would get before a really great 200 Free. I knew I was back in my element. I understood every word of Russian, I knew every bureaucratic procedure, I knew how to travel on the subway. While I was in the States, I spent most of my time playing a game. In Russia, getting from point A to point B is a lot like solving a puzzle in Zelda. You have to study the map, but when you get to a key intersection, you find that it's closed off. So you go through your bag of items and pull out the ones you need to get around this roadblock (Russian language, knowing when to wait or when to find another way, etc.). And when the puzzle is solved, it's way more satisfying that anything that could be found in a videogame (much like getting through Skyward Sword is way better than anything in any other videogame).
Being home was perhaps the best vacation I've ever taken. But living in Russia is the best step I've ever taken in real life. And realizing that yesterday may have been the best part of the vacation that I took.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
The Year In Review
Maybe it's because I'm a history major, maybe it's because I live in the past, or maybe it's just part of my personality to embrace nostalgia... BUT I LOVE RECAPPING THINGS. Hell, one of my favorite part of the party-scene in college was eating brunch the morning after and retelling the stories that had become ancient history over the night.
This time of year it's all about recapping the 365 days that most recently came before us. While I haven't been drooling over this stuff like I did in 2009, I've been eating the 2011-Recap stuff right up. I've compiled some of the notable articles/lists for you to enjoy!
Friday, December 23, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Happy Winter Solstice!
As of 11:30pm last night, it is officially the start of winter (May it be a short one...).
In Chicago, we'll only see 9 hours, 7 minutes and 43 seconds of daylight today.
So... Happy First Day of Winter! Perhaps you'll celebrate Korochun, Wren Day, Santa Lucia, Soyal, or Yuletime! Or maybe you'll just play around with this fun interactive animation. Enjoy.
In Chicago, we'll only see 9 hours, 7 minutes and 43 seconds of daylight today.
So... Happy First Day of Winter! Perhaps you'll celebrate Korochun, Wren Day, Santa Lucia, Soyal, or Yuletime! Or maybe you'll just play around with this fun interactive animation. Enjoy.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Best of the Net!
Hey All,
It's back! Best of the Net! My own opinions on stuff that is cool on the internet!
Here we go:
GOOGLE STREETVIEW: A pretty interesting article about how something as simple as a Google Streetview snapshot can actually show so much more.
HEALTH SUPPLEMENTS: Fact or crap? Check out this cool interactive infographic to find out what the science says!
DOLPHIN JETPACKS:
CREEPY VINTAGE ADS: no explanation needed.
DRINKS ON FIRE: I have a friend who I worked with a few summers in a row who would go into a bar and the first question he'd ask would be "What drinks do you have that we can light on fire?"
That's it for now! Real post soon.
MOLSON out.
It's back! Best of the Net! My own opinions on stuff that is cool on the internet!
Here we go:
GOOGLE STREETVIEW: A pretty interesting article about how something as simple as a Google Streetview snapshot can actually show so much more.
HEALTH SUPPLEMENTS: Fact or crap? Check out this cool interactive infographic to find out what the science says!
DOLPHIN JETPACKS:
CREEPY VINTAGE ADS: no explanation needed.
DRINKS ON FIRE: I have a friend who I worked with a few summers in a row who would go into a bar and the first question he'd ask would be "What drinks do you have that we can light on fire?"
That's it for now! Real post soon.
MOLSON out.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
A study of culture through youtube: 80's New Wave vs. Indie today
So everyone knows I love music. I also enjoy a good music video. Since the advent of MTV, some good videos have been able to make a song, or even a band, reach new heights of popularity. Others have at least provided exposure for bands while generally confusing their audience.
Back in the 80's music videos were relatively new, and simply standing in front of a camera playing a song could suffice for a video. Today with every band under the sun posting their videos on youtube, most try to do something different to stand out.
After watching a few videos from the early 80's, I thought it would be fun to do a video comparison. I thought comparing New Wave to Indie made sense because they are both sort of against the mainstream, and their videos both have a tendency to be a little ridiculous and make no sense. For this comparison, the videos both come from English bands and neither makes a real attempt at telling a story, opting instead for the classic band-playing-music-in-a-room style.
First up: New Wave band with androgynous lead singer dance in a room at a well-disclosed location until a boy turns orange.
Observations: Man they look awkward, but at least they're enthusiastic about it.
Next: Diverse Indie band plays in aesthetically pleasing arrangements while seagulls learn the peril of bumper-cars.
Observations: White people have stopped attempting to dance in music videos. This is probably mostly a good thing, but it makes me a little sad.
The Human League video takes place at a location on a map / in a map (I'm not quite sure), while the Metronomy video takes place in an anonymous white room. Is this a reaction to the lack of privacy we feel today? Or is it just indicative of the fact that it was shot in a professional studio rather in a band member's basement?
P.S.: I'm thinking of turning this into a recurring feature, what d'ya think?
Back in the 80's music videos were relatively new, and simply standing in front of a camera playing a song could suffice for a video. Today with every band under the sun posting their videos on youtube, most try to do something different to stand out.
After watching a few videos from the early 80's, I thought it would be fun to do a video comparison. I thought comparing New Wave to Indie made sense because they are both sort of against the mainstream, and their videos both have a tendency to be a little ridiculous and make no sense. For this comparison, the videos both come from English bands and neither makes a real attempt at telling a story, opting instead for the classic band-playing-music-in-a-room style.
First up: New Wave band with androgynous lead singer dance in a room at a well-disclosed location until a boy turns orange.
Observations: Man they look awkward, but at least they're enthusiastic about it.
Next: Diverse Indie band plays in aesthetically pleasing arrangements while seagulls learn the peril of bumper-cars.
Observations: White people have stopped attempting to dance in music videos. This is probably mostly a good thing, but it makes me a little sad.
The Human League video takes place at a location on a map / in a map (I'm not quite sure), while the Metronomy video takes place in an anonymous white room. Is this a reaction to the lack of privacy we feel today? Or is it just indicative of the fact that it was shot in a professional studio rather in a band member's basement?
P.S.: I'm thinking of turning this into a recurring feature, what d'ya think?
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Yes... Even More Wingsuits...
So I was perusing the interwebs and found this video on a blog I follow. It's probably the least exciting Wingsuit video I've seen, BUT it shows the other side of the story: the story of the actual wingsuit-dude. It doesn't have music; it records his personal ritual before "takeoff" and it shows a landing. Kinda cool.
SENSE OF FLYING from Goovinn on Vimeo.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
SPAM!!!!!!
Gentle Bloggers,
It has finally happened. Our dear blog has been, for a lack of a better word, infiltrated by the "enlarge your penis spam" we have all come to know in our emails:
It has finally happened. Our dear blog has been, for a lack of a better word, infiltrated by the "enlarge your penis spam" we have all come to know in our emails:
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Who is rickybollinger might as well be called....I sell penis pills by putting up comments on other people's blogs. His comment had nothing to do with senior Ted's insightful post, yet his message is a question we as men all yearn to answer.
Do we stand for this?
Do we embrace the new-found marketing potential of our blog? (monetize)
Do we write the company a "wash cup" type letter?
Do we buy the pills and grow super large penis's and achieve incredible sexual stamina?
These questions, much like the pills Mr. Bollinger wants us to buy, certainly should "perk" your interest.
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