September 19, 2007
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FOR ALL THE GEOLOGISTS...
pat showed me this website today....
Geologist - Uncyclopedia, the content-free encyclopedia
this is AWESOME.... some of my favorites...a lot of these remind me of undergrad...
- 'Geologists and Breeding' category...ummm.. yeah...
- 'How to spot a Geologist'
- Hand-lens, compass, pen-knife, handcuffs etc. tied round neck with string.
- Overenthusiasm on the subject of dinosaurs. i
dinosaurs
- Takes photos, includes people only for scale, and has more pictures of rock hammer and lens cap than of his family. i would develop my pictures and show them to my non-geology friends... they would always ask me... "where are the people?" and pretty much this sums it up.. .haha..
- Often has hair in a pony-tail (this applies to male or female geologists).
- Someone who will willingly cross an eight-lane interstate on foot to determine if the outcrops are the same on both sides. definitely remember running across hwys!
- Almost crashes his/her car looking at road cuts while driving. pat does this a lot STILL.. even when we go camping... (esp since he does most of the driving)
- They're all so gneiss. yes...yes we are!
what are your favorites???
- 'Geologists and Breeding' category...ummm.. yeah...
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"Someone who consumes tonsil-killing chili for dinner every night of the week, and warms it up in a can on the drill rig engine block."
reminds me of good ol' bachelor-topia in summer field ...
"Pockets tend to be filled with bits of rock."
i have bits of rock in my pocket right now!!!
Yes, I do the granite countertop thing. I also explain why the movies/news are wrong. I hate maps lacking contours. I very often giggle about cummingtonite. I've done the uh...hang out with another geologist in the field thing. I look at rock-covered walls (ever been to the Denver airport?) I've eaten dirt. My favorite part is the very first photo: the fat version of Brian Beck.
lol!
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I filled a suitcase full of varying rocks from glacial morraine in northern Wisconsin, and when my father came to pick me up at the end of the semester he grabbed the suitcase and exclaimed, "What do you have in here, rocks????". And I thought I probably shouldn't affirm his exclaimation. I mean, who can pass up chert with red stripes?? Really.
Incidentally, oh oft neglected blog, congrats on the little one! CUTE!!
Hey Kelly, how come we haven't heard from you on here lately? What, are you busy with something? What ever could it be...?
I'll come up in November.
I can't wait to meet Meghan!
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