Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
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Thursday, December 9, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
After looking back over everything we have learned in the last class one thing sticks to me head more than any thing. That thing is motivation. I would love to write about how we learned about it but that is not the true topic about it. It is knowledge of motivation (339-372). This concept is really basic. Nothing is trying to trick to you, it just says it how it is. Motivation to me is the reason while you are doing something. If your hungry you will go to Shaw to get some of the best and healthiest food in the world (J.K. not that many organic options but I'm not that healthy even though I would like to think I’m going to be) to stop the need of hungriness. I know this doesn’t apply to motivation directly I do know that if you have no goals or priorities you will never be productive since there is no need in your mind to do those things. I like school. I'm really bad at school since its not the 1st priority in my life until about 3 weeks ago when I realized that school is the only thing that is going to get me any thing in life. Then it became a priority for me so then I started to fill that need to the work to do well in school. If I think about this term in a 3rd person point of view then it is easier for me to understand so then I go and do the work. The second thing that I want to really work on is prejudice(542-547). I do it all the time. I judge people with out even knowing them and then it helps burn bridges with that person when I talk to them. Coming off as jerk. Prejudice can't always be negative completely though. For example some people think Asians are good at math. Some times they are not though. Then it would probably not be good for those Asians because then they might feel bad that they are not good at math. Just thinking about it in 3rd person helps me more so then I can apply these concepts for the real world.
Friday, December 3, 2010
If you came looking for snowboarding just look below this post or above it. If your here to read about psychology then man you came to the right place. Today’s topic is prejudice. Prejudice to me is making up your mind about something with out even getting to know it or any thing about it. The thing about prejudice is that you make up false things about people. My friend had depression and I didn't believe him. I thought he was normal but I guess he had some internal stuff he had to work on with himself. The thing that bummed me out about it was when all over I think I made it worst since I thought he was joking for the longest time. I guess it was caused there all the stress and trauma he was having at home or something. I didn’t want to ask too much about it because it was his business but if he wants to share now I would sure listen now. The thing that concerns me the most is that people make up there minds about other people with out even getting to know them. I have burned so many bridges because this and I really don’t like the fact that I do this. I’m not even trying to burn that bridge but its something I really need to work on. The only real solutions I can think of is to be open minded and not judge any one. Its not like other people can tell other people to stuff judging people. It should be up to them to make that change in their lives. Its super hard to do too because with out even thinking people judge people on just by what they are wearing; not all but just some or maybe just me at least.
It’s like an anxiety disorder (Myers,pp. 461). Most people don’t know that anxiety disorder cause people to act unapproved ways that not normal to society. Every one has problems and that’s something everyone has to deal with. I’m just trying not to judge because that’s another problem that people shouldn't have to deal with.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
This isn’t really a good question but I was wondering how much normative social influences (Myers, 2009, pp. 534) affects me. But the little things that he hardly notice. Like how we act really different around different people with out even knowing it. The Normative social influence to me is where people have the need or strive to act in a certain way to get peoples thumbs up. For example I try really hard not to fart when I’m around girls but it happens any ways and it stinks. You might be having a really good conversation but then all of sudden this really bad smell comes out of no where and totally ruins the vibes. Then she goes and tell her friends that I smell bad so then they judge me way more when I go try to talk to them. That an example to me of Normative social influence (Myers,pp. 534). So then sometimes I’m like I don’t care. I don’t give heck! That then backs fires on me really bad some times because of informational social influence. I say heck I’m not going to follow the trend. Then I do stupid stuff like dress like I don’t care. I know there is nothing wrong dressing any way you want but I know there are times when you can do way off the deep end. Like wear short shorts with a triple xxl that covers your shorts so then you look naked. Yeah. That’s not good style. The style so crazy it’s past hipster. Yeah then your friends start not wanting to hang out with since you have bad style and then you tell like its not that bad but then you not wanting to accept that bad style you say I don’t care and just make a fool of your self until you figure it out. That’s informational social influence to me in a different nutshell.
I think a lot more people would be way more cool if they didn't have all of these things effecting them when they live life. There would most likely be way more goof balls running around or people who aren't really that social and just want to chill.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Friday, November 12, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
So if you were to focus on the batteries it would seem if the shoe was moving but really its not at all.
So after thinking about this I realized that I couldn’t think of legit experiment with Monocular cues so I’m going to change it to perceptual sets. Perceptual sets (Myers, pp.) are where we hold a particular attitude about what we see. So for my experiment I’m going to still do it in space because that’s how much money I have. Then I would have people on the space ship walk to one end of it and then one at a time they would walk over to a desk and fill out a survey. Once they filled out the survey they would walk into a different room in the space ship and then asked if they say anything different. OKAY! Here’s the real catch of the experiment. When they turn in the forum the person would fill it away underneath the desk then a different person would stand up from behind the desk. This would test to see if they saw any thing different. So when they go into the other room I would simple ask them if they noticed any thing different while filling out the forum and turning it in. Then if they didn't notice I would tell them to feel stupid and to prove the point of perceptual set. For when the people which they would have different faces, shirt color, hair, and voice so then it would really mess with there heads. So I guess my experiment is just to say, "Hey got you!”
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
After watching the video I saw that it must be better to most people to have that difference of not being able to remember certain stuff than to have seizers through out parts of there day. Its pretty interesting that some one who has the two hemispheres in his brain and still is able to live. Another thing I notice from the reading is that when there is a problem the left hemisphere will do the brainwork. If the right hemisphere is given an order like to dance it will dance. Then when asked why he is dancing the left hemisphere witch is unaware he is dancing will speak up a reason why he is instead of saying he doesn't know. Thus proving that the left hemisphere is an "interpreter".
Monday, November 1, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Thursday night sucked. Friday night was rad. Tall boys and fires. And being obnoxious. Tonight I’m living the high life; I’m in Park City. Let me tell you, it’s pretty strange. Locals here are a diehard breed determined to persevere in any state. I myself was into no sort of state to carry on with this lot. I had been cursed with some sort of ailment, and it’s no doozy. Salt Lake City inversion air can really kill a feller. The night included me standing outside posh steak-houses, sitting in gutters, and trying to get into bars. Those moments all sucked, so here are the real highlights.
This is bear dog freeroamer, she's a sweetie. She's my cousin's dog, but I'm not sure what she breed she is, besides snow mountain.
This dude also had a very long standard dimension skate deck with tiny wheels. This is a four wheeled scooter. Park City bums know what's up. There was a concert going on over a street on a bridge. Some reggae musics. This dude was suspended over a concrete curb on a janky ass trapeze setup he tied to the bridge. He was just flying around for a good half hour or so in that thing, and I got to see him almost eat shit a couple times. There were hula hoop light dancers on either side of the street. Pretty raaaaaad.
This is the deck of the house I'm in. That strip of lights is the main strip of Park City. I think it's actually called Main Street but I don't care.
So I'm getting off to watch Tron. The original one, with Jeff Bridges. I hear it's good. I know that black panther and house cat, and Sean are conquering glaciers, and actually snowboarding. But lemme tell you, just hanging out in a rich mountain town while there's no snow on the ground. Colorado can sniff my derriere. Utah is the promised land. We may not have any money, but we have freedom. Wait, I'm getting it confused with Arizona. Over and Out!
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Before I began on my college career I was inexperienced in the ideas of Nature and Nurture. I thought one would dominate the other one more. I thought they were fighting against each other. I would usually think Nature was more important because its makes up your physical traits and some times emotion traits too. For example just how I see other people hang out with other people. I notice if some people are not people person they want to get away they will most likely will. I feel though I then saw other times in my life where people were nurture to over come something like dyslexia. I also have dyslexia. I had an awesome mother who helped me learn how to read and write to over come this learn difference. Dyslexia is trait that is passed down through genes. It’s something that I learn to use to my advantage. If it mental gene you could usually deal with it or mold it to your advantage while a physical gene there is not all lot you can do. For example me being born with red hair. I can dye it but that’s not really solving the problem. Something that can be most Nurture is Motivation (Myers, 2009, pp. 339). Most people are not going to wake up and be like I want work! I love waking up at 6 a.m. and work till 5 at night. I love my life doing this! Nope. People work for the incentive (Myers, 2009, pp.341). No one works for free. They need a reward or something to make the work worth it. If your intelligent you would go to college so then you could get a higher paying job so you can make more money. Then you can retire once you make enough money and sit on a beach all day. Thats the american dream right? Some thing that I want to learn more about is how genes work. Why some genes are more dominate than others? Why do she get blue eyes and I get brown? Just want to figure out why I was born the way I was. Just to figure it out. Say "Hey whats up body? Oh I know why are this way.". thats what I want to find out. Im going to figure it out as soon as i get free time.
Myers, David G. Exploring psychology. New York, NY: Worth, 2009.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
I would say we’re pretty good friends, although he might claim otherwise. We originally met through his girlfriend, one of my close friends from high school. Last winter, when the gods decided to look upon Northern Arizona for a place to get rid of snow, we were living in a decrepit cabin in the woods together. I could write a whole story about the cabin itself, but all you need to know is that it was an A-frame, with two lofts for bedrooms. Downstairs, there was a non-functional kitchen, except for a refrigerator (which kept us constantly supplied with nice cool beverages), a bathroom without a shower, and a living room with two oversized couches. The only way for us to heat this whole place was to build fires everyday, and we built some big ones during those cold lonely nights.
Jake’s original plan for that winter had been to move to Tahoe. However, he had to give up a lot to do this, and he returned home after a couple weeks. He could not bear to be apart from his girlfriend. When he showed up at the cabin, asking me if he could crash for a bit, I was more than obliged to help him. I was not sure I would be able to survive the cold dark winter out in the woods by myself. I’m certainly not responsible enough for that.
The winter brought immense loads of snow. At one point, we had 7 feet in 3 days. I remember looking at the NOAA radar during that period, and the largest single-cell storm I had ever seen was blocking out Northern Arizona for a solid 5 days. Needless to say, we were stoked. We snowboarded as much as we could, regardless of how B-rate our resort was. Snowbowl had two main lifts, not including what serviced the bunny hill. One lift took everyone to the top of the mountain, and the other lift serviced the terrain park/intermediate slopes. These were slow, 3 seaters. This was good old down-home country snowboarding.
Jake was on an absolute do or die save money to move to Tahoe budget, so he refused to pay for lift tickets. What he would do was go up about mid-day and find someone in the parking lot who was headed home. He would ask to see their ticket, and would proceed to “clip it,” attach a new zip-tie and head to the lifts. This process of ticket clipping was how he snowboarded all winter long. Until one day in mid-March.
I was at work when I got a call from Jake. He had been on the mountain with our friend Ryland, and he had a lot to say. Apparently, they had an awesome day, as they usually did. On his last run before he had to go to work, they took the lift to the top of the mountain, as was the norm. There was a fun gap over a snow fence that they liked to hit. It was not out of bounds, or an avalanche control fence or anything. It was there to simply keep the wind from blowing all the snow off the ridge. Jake had ollied over the fence, completely clearing it, when he caught R.J., the head Ski Patroller’s eye. He had his headphones in, so he could not hear when R.J. told him to stop. He ended up looking back and seeing a flustered middle aged man in a red jacket coming like a bat out of hell towards him. So, he stopped, took out his headphones, and spoke to him.
“Sorry, this is my last run of the day. I have to be at work in 30 minutes, I’m going to leave now. It won’t happen again, I promise.”
With this, he started again down the mountain. He got down about halfway until he saw R.J., following him still. This time he was talking into his radio. He stopped again. R.J. was furious.
“You told me to go fuck myself! You told me to fuck off!”
“No I didn’t, I was being polite! I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“I think we’re gonna have to call in a code zebra on this one.”
A code zebra is what ski patrollers use to describe a situation where one patroller needs a lot more patrollers to help escort somebody to their car, where a police officer would then meet them. It had only been called in once before that season, when two moms got into a heated catfight in the cafeteria over a position in line.
“You’re in trouble, pal.”
“I don’t think you can call me that. I’m not your pal. Do you want to clip my ticket? Here, take all of them!”
He motioned to the pile of stolen tickets on his jacket, but R.J. paid him no mind.
“You’re about to be banned for the season, you know that?”
“I don’t care! This resort is Bush-league! This is why I tried to move to a place that respects snowboarders, like Tahoe!”
“FINE! You’re banned for life! ”
Jake was obliged to obey when he saw 6 more ski patrollers come in towards him. Ryland had more or less disappeared at this point, he had a job at the resort to worry about. They made their way down the mountain, and Jake was greeted at his car by the Forest Service Law Enforcement Officers. Since Snowbowl was in a national forest, they got federal police. They wrote him a ticket for disorderly conduct, and asked to search his car. After he said no, they went ahead and searched it anyways. They found an empty jar, containing what they said was “marijuana residue.” Jake told them that he had not smoked weed for over a year. He used to, but since he was trying to make it as a snowboarder, he had quit. He never cleaned out his car, however, and this was his achilles heel.
Regardless, they wrote him another ticket for possession of marijuana, although there was none in the container. This ticket said that he was to appear at federal court on a given date, but did not state the fines. The patrollers dispersed, and R.J. walked off, triumphant. The L.E.O.’s got back into their Tonka Truck police machine and drove off. Jake called me.
Jake is a smart person. Fortunately, he had some money laying around that he had been saving for his move. Unfortunately, he had to hire a lawyer. Federal court is no joke. Although he had been antagonized unfairly by the ski patrol, there was nothing he could do. The judge was close friends with both R.J. and the officer that wrote the citation. It took over $2,000 of his own money to keep him from going to jail. He received a very over-exaggerated slap on the wrist and was left with little more than a place to crash.
There were other solutions, however. Had R.J. realized 10 years ago how big of a sport snowboarding has become, he could have realized that jumping over a tiny fence is no big deal. In fact, I have seen skiers jump that same fence with him right there. He did nothing but occasionally cheer them on.
Jake also could have submitted more to the authority of the Ski Patrol. He may have been a little standoffish, but that’s more of an issue regarding pride than respect. One must realize the feeling that snowboarding can give you. It can make you feel invincible, as if you have the world strapped in between your feet. To come off of this proverbial “cloud nine” and immediately into a situation such as this must have been a real buzz-kill. It’s not inherent in human nature to submit to authority in times like this.
Another solution that would have been completely unfair to R.J. would have been for Jake to complain. Of course he did on the hill, but off the mountain he could have written letters to the editor, to magazines, and to the owner of the resort. He could have done everything in his power to see that R.J. lost his job. But that is not how my friends and I act. Although we may face injustices, we shrug them off and roll with the punches We do not start fights, instead it is wiser to defend ourselves.
The resort, being the size that it is, has had tough financial times over the last few years. A severe drought almost crippled the town’s winter economy. A long standing debate between the resort owners and the Navajo Tribe (to whom the mountain is sacred) has postponed setting up snowmaking operations almost indefinitely. In times like these, it would seem that a resort should be doing all they can to make money. Nobody spends more money on their sport than snowboarders and skiers. I would argue that snowboarders spend more money, though, because although the gear is relatively cheap, we buy more of it. Snowboarders will visit any resort they can, providing its affordable and fun. Snowbowl would have a lot to gain if they just made their resort more snowboard-friendly. It wouldn’t take much, just a few improvements to the terrain park and to employee attitude.
Jake did not deserve to get banned for life. Snowbowl is our home mountain, where we learned to snowboard, and learned to love snowboarding. If anything, R.J. should have apologized to him, and realized that he had made a human mistake. He should have congratulated him, and thanked him for not hitting his fence. He should have embraced the future when it arrived on his doorstep in the form of snowboarding, instead being a crusty old man about it. We all understand that there isn’t a huge difference between skiing and snowboarding, after all, it’s only one stick versus two. I have no problem with skiers, but there seems to always be a tension. Many skiers either absolutely despise snowboarders (and vice versa), or they try to be snowboarders, stealing fashions they think we’ll miss. The real smart people just don’t care. We can have fun in our respective sports and not disrespect the others. After all, it’s just about having fun, isn’t it?
Saturday, October 2, 2010
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Myers, David G. Exploring psychology. New York, NY: Worth, 2009.
Monday, September 27, 2010
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Tuesday, September 21, 2010
I will be having someone teaching me how to sew I will pay close attention so it will stay in my short-term memory longer. Then when I go home I will be able to do it myself. I have various clothes that need sewing so I will have plenty of stuff to work on. Through this Rehearsal of sewing stuff together over and over again it will help this skill transfer into my long-term memory and stay there until I need to remember again. (Myers, 2009, pp. 258, 260-261, 308-309)
Since I ride as much as I can I feel that I will crash and rip my clothes. Since I have this new tool of sewing I will be able to fix the clothes I rip. Since I’m doing it over time it will help me recall it better. This is called the Spacing Effect when you learn stuff over time. (Myers, 2009, pp. 261)
Rehearsal and the Spacing Effect will most defiantly help me remember how to sew. Since I’m working with my own clothes that I want to keep using I will be very conscious of how well I’m sewing. The Spacing effect and Rehearsal are very good ways of Effortful Processing. Through Effortful processing I will learn how to sew and it will stay in my long term memory for a very long time.
Myers, David G. Exploring psychology. New York, NY: Worth, 2009.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
I was inspired or influence or just want to copy this girl, Jess Kimura who is really good at snowboarding. In her newest video part it shows a shot of her sewing her flannel back together. I couldn’t get that video on here legal. I was able to find this video of her snowboarding. (It’s loud so be prepared) Now thats some observational learning! Monkey see, Monkey do and thats what Im gonna do!
As you can see if you watched the video she takes some pretty hard falls some times that might thrash her clothing. I fall pretty hard some times too that cause some rips and tear on my clothes. I want to learn how to sew so then I can fix my clothing so it will last longer. That is my goal. Thread and needles aren't that expensive so that will be easy to get. I think its really a do able goal since alot people have learn this skill so why cant I? I want to get this goal done before it starts snowing so then My clothes will be fixed for the following season. I know its a good goal because I will use this skill for the rest of my life once I learn it.
I really think my motivation for this is the incentives of once I learn this skill. I can now fix my clothes and still go about my way since I get really close to my clothes so I don't have to lose them no more to silly rips. An incentive is a positive stimulus that make people do the things they do.(Myers, 2009, pp. 339-372)
Kimura, Jess. "Seymour Early Season on Vimeo." Vimeo, Video Sharing For You. 12 Nov. 2009. 14 Sept. 2010
Myers, David G. Exploring psychology. New York, NY: Worth, 2011.
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Alpine Thunder from Jay hergert on Vimeo.
The sun came out, so we grabbed the camera, and took some layers off, by the time we made it back out of the lodge, the storm rolled in out of nowhere haha
location: Timberline, Mt.Hood, OR
Rider: Jay Hergert
Filmer: Elias Parise. Thanks again buddy!