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Pop Tarts – My Disturbing Discovery

Chris Rebert — Fri, 27 Feb 2009 08:30:51 +0000

I just now went to OVT for some cram study food. After deciding on Kellogg’s Pop Tarts, I needed to choose which flavor to buy. There was Cherry, Blueberry, Chocolate, and maybe Strawberry (it’s late, okay?). Thinking I ought to choose the healthiest flavor, I compared the fruit flavors and didn’t notice any significant difference. Then just for kicks, I compared Chocolate Fudge. And I was shocked. The nutrition facts seemed identical! One would think fruit would be at least slightly better than chocolate! But it gets worse. The one difference I could find between them: Chocolate Fudge had 2% more Calcium.

Chocolate being healthier than fruit!? What is this country coming to??? This probably also says something about Pop Tarts’ nutritional value.

I think I’ll choose baked pita chips next time…

[EDIT] (a few minutes later): And now I can somewhat ironically report that chocolate doesn’t taste as good as fruit. (sigh)

Frink – The Street

Chris Rebert — Mon, 19 Jan 2009 05:36:58 +0000

In the course of an epic fail journey I plan to blog about soon, even though I probably would do better instead to forget the event entirely and suppress all memory of it, I walked by and took special note of an honest-to-goodness street with the same name as every nerd’s favorite minor Simpsons character, Professor Frink.

Professor John I.Q. Nerdelbaum Frink, Jr.

I am referring to Frink Avenue, San Diego. Go ahead and click the link to see the Google Map of it and prove that I don’t have mental problems. Have you clicked it yet? Good.

I’m sorry, but that’s just plain fucking awesome. It really belongs on some Simpsons fan blog or a humor blog.

Anyway, just though I’d bring that to the internet’s collective attention.

Biohazard (no, my room isn't that dirty)

Chris Rebert — Mon, 19 Jan 2009 05:20:37 +0000

I thought I’d chronicle this just because of the sheer weirdness factor.

As I took the elevator up and back, to and from the math homework boxes so I could turn in my MATLAB homework, both times two students got on the elevator wearing gloves and moving a large, wheeled trash bin with biohazard warnings on it, apparently relatively empty with its top cover askew. And if I recall correctly, I noticed on the down trip another sticker which indicated that its contents was used needles. This obviously was a bit unsettling.

Now in the abstract, this isn’t all that surreal; if it had happened in the Biology Department, Medical School, Pharmacy School, or Medical Center, it would have been quite reasonable.

However, as should be apparent by the second sentence of my post, this didn’t happen in any of those places. It happened in the Math building. What the heck? Why on earth should there be used needles in the math building? Personally, I’m at a loss.

I’m reminded of a Calvin and Hobbes comic (paraphrased):

(Phone rings in the house)

(Calvin answers the phone)

Calvin: Oh, hi! Yes, I’d like a large pepperoni pizza please, extra anchovies.

(Caller expresses befuddlement)

Calvin: What? Oh, sorry, must be a wrong number. (Hangs up phone)

Calvin (breaking the fourth wall and addressing the reader): I like making a person’s day just a bit more surreal.

Have a surreal day, ADRIAN!