Rick Frazel: Fall From Grace

You guys voted for it, so I'm going to make it....well a trailer that is. With winter break coming up I think I may be able to whip something up. Should be fun

Also,

Let me leave you with this. Above is a picture of our rainbow night with none other than soco. Yeah that's right, Southern Comfort. We not only tasted the rainbow, we expanded the color spectrum.

I've been moved to write.

It's been a while since I last wrote. I wish I could say that I've been extremely busy and unable to find the minutes to do a quick blog post, but in reality that's just not true. I'd be lying to you... and I wouldn't lie to my friends.

Anyway, what's moved me to write this post is the latest story involving Chad Ochocinco, the Cincinnati Bengals wide receiver. Beloved Chad was fined $20,000 by the NFL for jokingly flashing a one dollar bill at a referee when a play that involved Chad himself was being reviewed. Clearly, the idea of the stunt was to pretend to bribe the official. Also, rather clearly, he was kidding.

I recognize the sanctity of sports, and their rules, and all that. I also realize that gambling, betting, bribing, etc should not be tolerated by the NFL or any other professional sports league because of the obvious implications. But let's be honest here, the guy was very clearly joking. The league hates him - he's been fined for plenty of other things before. But he's just a dude that wants to have fun, and all of his previous stunts (and there have been many) are all in an attempt to lighten things up a little bit. I mean really, the man officially changed his last name to "Ochocinco".

In other news, I'm finally up in Minneapolis in my new digs. Through a stroke of luck I got a fully furnished one bedroom apartment in the southern part of Uptown for pretty cheap. I'd put up pics but I can't find the cable for my camera. So anyway, I'm living by myself and trying to find a job. The job search hasn't been the most fruitful but I've been keeping myself entertained. I usually run by Lake Calhoun each afternoon and every time I do I realize that despite being funemployed I really do enjoy this city because that lake is gorgeous.

Beyond running, I've been playing a lot of Bouncing Balls on Facebook, going to a local coffee shop, etc. I've chilled with Liz and Caitlin and Anna some - Liz and her housemates had a party last night from which I now sit here recovering (don't dangle your prepositions). We spent the whole night playing Cornhole/Bags in the basement - pretty good fun.

Since I lack a job, I'm headed home from Nov. 25 until Jan. 5 (yes, I doing winter break and I no longer go to Carleton). This is an attempt to preserve both finances and sanity. While I've been decently entertained and not too bored, sitting in my apartment in December without a job and no real prospects (since nobody hires in December) is not my idea of fun. If any of you east coasters want to find a cheap way to chill during this period, I'd be up for it.

That's all folks.

Maddie the Baby doesn't want a public option

Congressmen Shadegg (R-AZ 3rd) brings his staffer's baby onto the House floor to tell the Congress what she thinks about health care reform. She has an incredibly precocious, well-formed opinion.



Is it just me or is she actually trying to keep congressman Shadegg from speaking into the microphone?

I wonder how she'll feel fifteen years from now when she learns she debated health care on the floor of the U.S. House of Representatives when she was 7 months old. I think I'd feel a little bit humbled and incredibly weirded out.

Taste The Rainbow: The Story

The biggest problem I have had with film school is that I don't get to write a lot, or for that matter read very much. So please excuse me if my writing seems sub-par.


When I got the text that said: "FYI Gentleman. Some of us are tasting the rainbow this weekend.", I could not help but question how many of those people participating actually knew the true history of Tasting the Rainbow. Well, that is what I am about to relate to you.

The origins of the rainbow date back in 2005 at the start of "The Flock's" freshman year. With no one of legal age to purchase alcohol for us, Tim, Elliot, Ted, and myself were forced to ask upon Will aka "The Shepard" to buy for us. With no idea what we liked we decided to try out everything. We had a "we have gold in our bodies" evening consisting of gold schlager and cider; a rum evening, and a couple other failed experiments. Then one evening, as if receiving a signal from a higher power, we decided as a group to get two flavors of Schmirnoff Vodka; our choice, one citrus and one orange. We never looked back, and for that matter probably generated enough revenue for Firehouse workers to put six kids through college.

The first time the nectar hit our lips we knew we had found something great. Vodka that you could mix with almost anything and it would taste good. So, what to do with our new found discovery? At first we played with the basics like mixing the flavored vodka with soda, juice, etc..then we got creative. Strawberry Sunday toppings fanta with lemonade powder, you name it, we mixed it.

Every weekend not only brought a chance for us to try new flavors, but make new drinks as well. Eventually, our flavored vodka palette seemed to have reached a climax. Over the next three years what began as two bottles a weekend slowly trickled to virtually no bottles. Many of us took a respite from the flavorful sensations we once championed.

Then in true Stadium 110 fashion, an older "Flock" decided to push the limits. As we all sat around our obnoxiously big living room the old gang decided to reminisce about the good old days. I remember Tim saying "Man when we were freshman we used to drink two bottles a weekend". All of a sudden, all our heads seemed to think as one. Why not buy as many flavors as possible and have one last hurrah to the liquor that had once made our nights magical. Thus, the first taste the rainbow was born.

That faithful night as the entire flock and some new members sat around the table in our Zubaz we knew we were about to embark upon a special journey. 20 minutes into the adventure, I, as was in my typical fashion, sneaked away to make room for the other flavors. As the rainbow began to fade, we knew we had to share our adventure with the world. As we "journeyed" from Stadium to the swim town house, the 7 or 8 of us knew we had accomplished more in that hour than most people achieved their whole time in college.

I don't need to go into details about the rest of the evening; mostly because I don't remember much of what happened. What I do know is we made that party better, we made Carleton better, we made Stadium 110 brighter in the constellation of great landmarks on campus, we started what will soon become a grand tradition.

My biggest problem with the real world...or at least DC

When I graduated from college, I assumed my heavy partying days were over. I am happy to admit that I was wrong. However, going out is a completely different experience.

The first time I drank with the graduate students was at Maryland's Oktoberfest. What a day. We got there at around 1pm and left at 8:30pm. It was for sure a day that rivaled Rotblatt...and maybe even spring concert(That is Nick Gazel and Will Kruesi passed out my freshman year). Upon entering the festival, which takes place on Maryland's fairgrounds near Baltimore, you are given 10 chips. Each chip corresponds to a small beer. Additional chips are a buck apiece. I was for sure expecting a mug that could hold a pint, but I figured I could manage.
The best part about this place was that every beer I drank was way better than PBR and bud light. And they were all about 9%+. There was one beer that was 21%! It was ridiculous. So as the day progressed, everyone got pretty drunk. The live music they had playing was called "The Reagan Years" and they played all the best songs from the 80's. It totally brought me back to freshman year and our endless playing of Journey and Duran Duran. I was happy.
Throughout the day, there were several contests. The first one was the biggest beer belly contest. It was funny, but kind of sad. It wasn't sad because it was encouraging obesity. It was sad because there were really really attractive women dressed up in slutty outfits that had to act like they wanted to sleep with the contestants.

Guess what, that guy is the contest winner. His belly was very round. Other contests they had were the "carry your wife contest" where the winner won his wife's weight in beer and the Miss Oktoberfest contest. Let me expand on the latter. Winning this contest would not be a good thing. Though I suppose it does parallel girls dressing up slutty for halloween. Anyway, the winner was determined by who could eat a German sausage sexiest. WTF. No one managed to deepthroat the sausage, and every woman ended up taking a bite out of it, which of course ruined any chance of me enjoying it. One girl did eat it out of another girls top though. By the way, every time I write "girl" I mean middle aged woman. Overall, the day was awesome.

I realize that I haven't gotten to the bulk of this post, namely, my biggest problem with the real world. The above story had nothing to do with it. My biggest problem is going into DC. I live right by the metro station, so I can easily invite people over to my place, pregame a bit, and then walk to the metro. It takes me about 30 minutes to get into the city. BUT, there is still a big problem with life after college. At Carleton, we loved getting drunk at around 8:30 and going out at 9:30...that is, if the party didn't come to us. I have found that in the real world, you don't really want to be at a bar when people are sober. Thus, I end up arriving in DC at around 11pm and leaving at 3am, which is when the last train leaves DC. I get back to my house at 3:30am. So that's my biggest problem...which isn't all that bad. I definitely like living close to a big city, especially when that city is DC and there are lots of young people. On Halloween, I went to bed at 6am. What a night.
Now that I've mentioned going to the bar, let me give Mark, Alfie, and BK something to which they can look forward. Whenever we went to the bar at Carleton, we went with our friends and only talked to people we knew. Completely different story now. Especially when I go out with my friends from high school who are always ALWAYS looking to get laid. Good for them though, right? When I go out with them, the night isn't fun until they're talking to girls. Which brings me to another point I would like to make about life outside the bubble. Girls outside the bubble don't consider guys that hit on them to be creepy or sketchy. It's so...normal! On occasion, girls try to pick up me and my friends! That part is a little strange. The pick up tends to go like this:

Girl: (bumps into Me) Oops, sorry, did I spill your drink?
Me: Whoa! Oh, no, that was close though.
Girl: I'm Angela and this is my friend Sarah.

Damn they're smooth! I'm still with Liz and all (she is actually coming to see me tomorrow), but I do enjoy the conversation.

Well, there's nothing else I can think to write right now. Life is awesome out here. Everyone should live in DC. Actually I thought of something. A few weeks ago I saw Kevin Nealon and Russell Peters perform live at Maryland. The ticket costs me $5. It was hilarious.

On a musical note, you all should check out Lil' Wayne's newest mixtape "No Ceilings." You can easily download it off the internet. Lil Wayne basically takes the music from rap songs that really suck but have a good beat (like wasted and ice cream paintjob).
Also, I heard a band the other day called M83. Now, I'm sure Ted has already heard of them, but they're pretty good. Definitely no Passion Pit, but still good. I recommend "Kim and Jessie" and "We own the Sky."

Do You Guys Still Organize Your Life By Weeks? or WTF: It's 8th week

Well I think its time for a good ol Carleton update.

Let's start with one of our most common threads: swimming. Bottom line - its goin well. We are well into our 2nd three-week cycle. So its been a bit more intense, except for Halloween practice, which made me miss the class of 2009 quite a bit. We turned in our forms for winter housing last week, which made me realize how close winter break really is. We are on campus from November 29th to the 7th of December then off to Puerto Rico for a week and then again for about 4 days. Pete is already planning some pranks that he wants to pull on the basketball team. And Joe is planning the party we are gonna have the last night. Are any of you gonna be in the area?

Most of the freshmen boys have acclimated well. Some of them are still a little awkward/shy, but I think its just their personality. We got one with humor similar to Casey, a few hardscore partiers (for their grade), a spacecase/"baller", and some funny dudes. They good people. Its kind of weird because it makes me think of when some of you guys were Juniors and I was a Freshman. And then also when you guys were freshman and Free-Ho and Will were Juniors. I think the college social system is prone to Juniors being more willing to better befriend freshman as opposed to sophomores and freshman. But its just a hypothesis.

So Dan Deacon came to campus this past Thursday. I actually started exploring his stuff a few weeks ago and I like it for the most part. But I like most electronic/techno stuff. I'm not as good as talking about music as Ted, Tim and Bk are. But I know what I like. I didn't stay long because of morning practice, but I'm glad I went because he is a really good performer. He likes to get the whole audience involved, which I always appreciate as a concert goer. Plus he's a legit name (a rarity for Carleton). I will, however, admit that I was kinda annoyed with some of the audience members. There are quite a bit of pretentious muisc snobs are Carleton.

So H1N1 has hit Carleton by storm. I remeber last year joking about it a bit, but it's kind of crazy how its affecting our year. Professors are more lenient about attendence and students now have a better excuse to feed professors when telling them why they aren't gonna go to class. One of my professors is pretty paranoid because she doesn't want her kids getting sick. And actually Andy is pretty crazy about it too. He frequently reminds us to wash our hands and he has been telling us to shun members of the team who are sick and to stay as far away from them as possible. He got sick this week though with like a fever of 104! As far as numbers go, According to Carleton's H1N1 Influenza Website,

"Simply put, the College is experiencing nearly double the amount in the number of reported influenza-like illnesses (ILIs) this week compared to last. So far, we’ve had 114 new cases reported this week alone, compared to 65 cases reported last week."

When it gets cold out, its going to be even worse... Winter is gonna be crazy in terms of sickness.

Last night we also tasted the rainbow... but I'm too lazy right now, so I'll update on that later.

What Chapman Computers Think of The Blog

When I went to visit the blog on one of the school computers this is the message I got. Keep in mind this is also a school where 3 landmarks on campus are named after W.

www.stadium110.blogspot.com/ may try to steal your information.

Why were you redirected to this page?

When we visited this site, we found it may be designed to trick you into submitting your financial or personal information to online scammers. This is a serious security threat which could lead to identity theft, financial losses or unauthorized use of your personal information.

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16mm Project

So here is my 16mm project. We were given 100 feet of film (Roughly 2 and a half minutes of footage) and told to shoot a one minute chase scene. I got to add music to this one. As always let me know what you think.

P.S. Stadium 110 shenanigans were my muse.

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Hey Guys,

Just a funny as hell video my friend showed me. This guy is so wasted. He kind of reminds me of BK...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZQsA7G0hvQ