Sorry, no egg pun here

Of the five steps in the planning process, I feel as though the group I was in completed it fully.

During the 25 minutes of planning, we clearly defined our goal: preventing an egg from breaking on impact as it falls 9-10 feet by using 8 straws and 4-5 feet of tape.

Current status was our resources and details - the straws and tape.  Weakness included no scissors, but we came up with a plan that didn't require scissors.  Little details such as how far the drop actually was going to be and conditions of an egg shell breaking.

Premises and alternative strategies - What was expected to happen = the egg hits the ground and breaks.  We had 8 straws and 4-5 feet of tape to prevent it.  50% of the egg must be showing.  I figured that a shell wouldn't work through some spatial reasoning; for example, since the egg was round, it would be extremely difficult to cover all the sides with 8 straws.  Also, we chose the shortest person in the group to drop the egg.

Our plan ended up being making not a shell, but an attempt to cover the egg so that it would be "spikey" - the spikes would deccelerate the egg as it hits the ground, so when the actual egg shell hits the ground, it would be slow enough to not break.

Implementing the action: a suspenseful success.  Although construction of the contraption was nothing as planned, there was still a very positive outcome.

A very s-egg-cessful outcome indeed.  (Dammit, I cracked).

I'm from Texas, y'all

Indeed I am, even if it was just the suburbs.  I spent most of my life growing up there, including two years of college.  Then I come here, to NYC - one of the most urban cities of all cities.  Generic conversation when meeting someone new in the NYC almost always includes
"So where are you from?"

in which I reply with
"I'm from Texas."

Often, the response to my declaration is a face of shock and uncertainty.  If I had to guess at what they were thinking, it would be something along the lines of
"Oh man, it was a mistake talking to this guy"
or
"he's got to be kidding..."

Then the next line of the conversation goes as follows:
"But you don't have an accent..."

And that concludes my conversation containing the subject of where I'm from.  At this point, I'm used to it and try to throw in some clever responses but initially it irritated me.  To add to the Texas thing, I currently reside in Staten Island as stated in the previous post.  I had a conversation with my sister about telling people how we're from Staten Island and she just tells people she's from Hoboken (her boyfriend's residence).


I also visited Hong Kong, England, and France when I was single-digit-years old.  Unfortunately, since I was young and ignorant, I did not notice any extraordinary habits.

Just for the record, there's nothing wrong with "y'all."  Synonyms would be "you guys" and the obvious "you all."  "Y'all" is second nature to me.
By the way, people from New Jersey pronounce "water" like "w-oh-tter" and they don't realize it.  I laugh at y'all that say water funny.

The Internet is also a big topic with culture.  Playing games on the Internet, there is frequent trash-talking and often through the names they use, they have a small prefix or suffix hinting at where they are from (example being "Coolgamername.QC" = from Canada).  Also, with voice support in games over the Internet (VoIP) it is very easy to distinguish what race they are whether they speak a language other than English or have a strong accent.  All sorts of horrible things arise from this, since the Internet + anonymity = huge jerk.  When other agitated people learn that my group of friends and I are from America, I hear a LOT (emphasis on LOT) of "fat American pigs."  Apparently that is what gamers outside of America think of America.

First

Hello.  Welcome to my blog.
The reason for this blog is for my class MGT3120 but if I get in the mood I might make an odd post every so often.
I live in the invisible 5th borough of NYC (Staten Island).
I broke both of my arms simultaneously in 7th grade.
I used to play piano and cello.
I really like computers.  I'd like to say I'm really good with computers, too.  Unfortunately,

I would post a portrait shot of myself but I'm not overly fond of putting pictures of myself on the Internet.
Here is a picture from a few years ago:

And this concludes the first blog post I have made since high school.