College and university tips and hacks for students, and interviews with smart people like Pat Flynn, Gary Vaynerchuk, and Jenny Blake.
Thomas Frank from College Info Geek dives in to the strategies and tactics that the best students use to be awesome at college. I started coding at the age of twelve, when I started learning HTML and CSS so I could customize a website I built for a band I’d never listened to. When high school ended, I picked web development back up and built a freelance web design company with a friend. Despite our incredibly low-balled quote, the project was a great learning experience, and I used what I learned to take on bigger projects when I was in college. My humble coding roots also led to a couple part-time jobs in college developing websites, and I was also able to use my skills to customize College Info Geek – which helped make it successful!
RSS is cool and all, but you can also view the original post here: How to Learn to Code (Ep. For the past few months, I’ve been getting my exercise done really early in the mornings. Since I took an ice skating class in January at the request of a friend of mine and then decided to pursue figure skating semi-seriously, every other weekday morning starts with an hour-long practice session at the rink. On the other days, I usually go to the gym.
In recent years, though, scientists have started to discover just how complex and multi-faceted that dependent link is – and just how essential a piece of the puzzle exercise is. Scientists have also discovered that exercise regulates and optimizes levels of neurotransmitters such as noeprinephrine, dopamine, and seratonin, all of which play key roles in your brain’s ability to pay attention, stay motivated, and learn effectively.
Exercise has many other wide-ranging effects in the brain, and has been shown to be beneficial for people with a range of conditions – from chronic anxiety and depression to ADHD. One of the world’s foremost researchers on the subject of exercise and the brain is Dr. After the interview, I also do a bit of follow-up about my personal exercise routine and how I adopted it.
Today’s episode digs into some of the research and discoveries that are covered in Dr. This book was actually the first book I chose to tackle for my 3-month reading challenge, as I had a hunch that I’d find its insights useful in both my own life and for the content I create for you guys. In addition, I found that it actually gave me a pretty good education about many of the brain’s different systems and how they link to specific parts of the body. While reading, I learned about synapses, the different effects of specific neurotransmitters, the functions of specific regions of the brain (including the pre-frontal cortex, amygdala, hippocampus, hypothalmus, pituitary and adrenal glands, etc), and more.
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Ever since I started making videos back in August 2014, I’ve tried to put a much heavier focus on academic topics than I did in the past. As a result, there are now a ton of videos, podcast episodes, and articles on College Info Geek that deal with exams and all the stuff that surrounds them. My idea with this episode was to try to create what amounts to a giant overview of all those tips. RSS is cool and all, but you can also view the original post here: A Giant Boatload of Final Exam Tips (Ep. We talk about all sorts of little hacks and strategies for improving your life on this podcast, but the food you eat affects it more than almost any of them.
When you do eat well on a regular basis, you feel energetic much more often, get sick less, and your brain is primed to perform. In this episode, Martin and I will discuss strategies you can use to eat healthily, quickly, and cheaply. For instance, here’s a simple stir-fry recipe I used quite often when I was in college. RSS is cool and all, but you can also view the original post here: Eating Cheaply, Healthily, and Quickly (Ep. It’s easy to let your nutrition go on autopilot when you’re in college, but look man – food is important. You’ve probably heard lots of quips from successful authors about how difficult this process can be.
My friend Jenny Blake received over 30 rejections from various publishers before finally finding one for her first book. Significantly, Mike’s first book has out-earned its advance, which is basically a lump sum that the publisher gives to an author it has accepted before the book comes out. In this episode, I grill Mike on the whole process of getting published – how to get an agent, what a query letter is, how to work with an editor, the works.
RSS is cool and all, but you can also view the original post here: How to Become a Published Author (Ep. As a sort-of substitute for joining a study abroad program, I traveled to Japan for a couple of weeks right after my junior year ended along with a couple friends. The trip was absolutely amazing; I tried all kinds of crazy food, rode bullet trains, widened my perspective on the world, and played tons of DDR. Putting my enthusiasm for travel aside, though, the fact remains that I can’t give you guys much in the way of first-hand advice about studying abroad since I never did it. With all due respect to Gilda Radner's SNL character Emily Litella from the late 70's, I feel a need to weigh in on the current issue of same-sex marriage.
I have found that gays and lesbians exhibit the same qualities as straight people, both good and bad. Many people hide their opposition to gay marriage behind religious beliefs when the real problem is the a€?yuck factor.a€? If the concept of same sex is so disgusting to some, how can others prefer it? The parents of my son's partner moved in with them five or six years ago because the father had early Alzheimer's. One of man's greatest fears is of the unknown.A  I believe the reason that same-sex marriage is so quickly becoming openly acceptable is because more and more people are getting to know gay people.
I wonder… would the mythic heroes of ancient Greece or Rome or America have given their deaths to save their brethren? I met Whistler in the seaside village of Mezkor, on the western coast of the supercontinent.
There was nothing mysterious about why Deepspace Development Corporation had been so eager to send a survey team. Yet another reason I am a cynic: cynicism provides a convenient facade for cowardice to hide behind. On the morning the trouble started, we were walking a familiar stretch of beach near the village: sand glistening like snow, sun shining down so hot and bright that the ocean sparkled like a molten mirror. Synobians looked remarkably humanoid, considering the vagaries of evolution: two arms, two legs, bipedal gait. Riddles within riddles… or so it seemed, after the translator finished tying his meaning into knots.


After a long day of misunderstanding Whistler in ways variously novel and familiar, I sought the only solace available on a remote survey mission: a fistful of aspirin and a bottle of synthetic scotch. Dexter pulled the orb from my shaking hands, teeth gleaming inside a dark tangle of moustache and beard. I stowed the ghost stones in back of the skimmer - under Whistler's careful scrutiny - then steered us in the direction he pointed: over the forest, toward the cliffs that ran along the coast north of A Camp.
Hordes of insectile creatures poured from the mound, swarmed over Krysta's body in wriggling profusion. We dragged our macabre cargo through the forest despite the moonless night, our path lit by the eerie glow of luminescent fungi.
I programmed the medibots as best I could to recognize the offending organs, then injected them into Whistler's neck. I passed my vigil leaning against the trunk of a mushroom fern, listening to a symphony of unseen creatures prowl the alien night.
I have since often pondered what life was like for Lazarus after the world moved on to other miracles. Dexter Conley emerged from the shadows beneath the cliffs, followed by a younger man: Paul Killian, the rookie supervisor Jenny Margolis had left in charge. Dexter waded out into the tide, stomping and flailing and cursing in the area where Krysta's stone had disappeared. A glistening island of silver flesh breached the sea behind him, rising up and up, like a mountain spawned by the titanic collision of undersea continents. We've learned a great deal since Dexter - may he roast in Hell - pointed us in the right direction.
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It also helps us age more gracefully, and prevents the onset of diseases like Alzheimer’s. Martin and I went into the recording session with the goal of covering pretty much everything in broad strokes, while also going into more detail on a few specific topics.
Ever since I started making videos back in August 2014, I’ve tried to put a much heavier focus on academic topics than I did in the past. The easiest one is simply walking in and putting something you made right up on a shelf, and then walking out. Michael Martin (who I met through his YouTube channel How to Adult) is a published author – a published fiction author, in fact, which is a feat no previous guest on this podcast can boast. God is forever the same, but our understanding of Him is ever changing as we gain a greater understanding of the world. Terran history preaches again and again that the most courageous sacrifice a human being can make is to give his life for the lives of others. The natives seemed to have no use for the interior, and that was exactly the part of the planet for which DDC Management lusted. The bloody thing still could not untangle the spaghetti of Synobian grammar; its lexicon remained limited and imprecise. Slick salamander skin buried beneath a carpet of symbiotic sproutlings that drew nutrients from dead epidermal cells in exchange for protecting their host from the relentless sun. We stood in silence, watching some of Whistler's fellow villagers frolic in the surf a few hundred meters from shore.
At first glance, it looked like the biggest pearl I had ever seen: twenty centimeters across, shimmering with nacreous luster.
I went straight to my berth and collapsed on the bunk, exhausted to the marrow, yet - as pathetic as it sounds - I was afraid to sleep. Dexter fidgeted beside Jenny while three members of her team trained laser pistols on the Synobians. An area we had scrupulously avoided, since Whistler made it clear from the first days of contact that it contained hallowed ground.
Dexter - and whoever had helped him sabotage the skimmer, a feat which bespoke a technical expertise far beyond his depth - would be waiting.
I tried to analyze her condition with the medikit, but Synobian physiology did not lend itself to analysis with human medical tools. We brought her to a clearing with a large earthen mound near its center, at least two meters in diameter. I could barely see what lay beneath the mass of chitinous scavengers… and still, I saw too much. He probably meant what he said, but the substances used to erase memories were very unpredictable. Its lower ring of eyes fixed on the tiny human floating beneath them as immense jaws parted, as saliva mixed with brine cascaded in a dozen waterfalls between rows of spiny teeth. He would not let Killian and me bundle him into the skimmer until we had finished what we came to do. I wonder, as I brood over this final entry in my mission log, if the Saviors immortalized by history are created by actions, or events, or both.
Whether you know your university like the back or your hand, or you can't even find your classes, this podcast will help you become an awesome student. Sure, you can learn to build a website like I did – but you can also make video games.
I started coding at the age of twelve, when I started learning HTML and CSS so I could customize a website I built for a band I’d never listened to. His first, The End Games, is a zombie novel that focuses more on the relationship between two brothers than on the actual zombies.
Aside from one true continent and a smattering of volcanic islands, the sea covered everything, from fathomless trenches to the shallows above submerged continental plates that had drowned eons before the first Synobian drew breath.
Central mountain ranges concealed a geologic treasure trove: gold, silver, platinum, copper, juicy veins of high-grade ore.
Several clung to the massive dorsal ridge of a trylvol: a whale-like creature with half a dozen eyes completely circling its swollen cranium, reminiscent of a beluga with an overactive pituitary. I can't figure out what I'm dealing with… ancestor worship, afterlife mythology, tribal gods, animism?
Sits back there in civilization, with his giga-buck salary, designer drugs, designer women…. I saw no choice but to continue, relying on the cover of the forest and Whistler's home field advantage. Two glandular organs on either side of her neck were pumping large doses of an unfamiliar hormone into her system.


I lurched into the protective embrace of the forest, following Whistler as quickly as my trembling legs could manage. As we followed the thunderous call of the ocean, I saw the misery in Whistler's eyes and wondered whether I had saved him or condemned him to a fate more tragic than I could fathom. Below us, beach stretched to the north and south, undulating with the coastline like an albino serpent. I prayed silently with all my might that he would not find it, that at least Whistler might die with that small measure of consolation. He shrilled a song of victory and vengeance, a sound so giddy with emotion it made my skin crawl. Whistler lay stubbornly bleeding in the sand while we unworthy humans threw the rest of the ghost stones into the sea. Will trylvols someday gather - far beyond the sight of land - to sing their haunting tributes to the child who gave everything to protect their aggregated souls from damnation?
He also ran the kitchen - easy duty, since the meals practically prepared themselves - and served as unofficial bartender. How's he expect you to reason with a walking compost heap?" I felt my temper smoldering, fed by the scotch in my belly, but I was too exhausted to give Dexter a lecture on universal tolerance. Me, it just seemed a little spooky, but Johnson in Precious Metals recycled his lunch after thirty seconds, tops. Laser burns had stripped away sproutlings from her abdomen, leaving charred patches that seeped purplish fluid. I caught up with him near our encampment, relieved that we would soon be on our way, putting kilometers between ourselves and that wretched stretch of woods.
The bones did not just glisten: they shone in the twilight as if they had been carved from mother-of-pearl. Waves thundered against the sand, foaming and bubbling as they slipped back into the cerulean embrace of the sea. The trylvol writhed in surf too shallow to support its bulk, a great fleshy tanker run aground.
A release of hormones triggers a pupal stage: the body dies while the skull seals around a brain that is undergoing drastic chemical and structural changes.
The organs in his neck were the harbingers of change, secreting the hormone to initiate his glorious transfiguration. He has warned the trylvols about us: what we have come for, and what we may take if we are not stopped. His headaches grow worse as the brain imprisoned in his skull presses out against the shell of an egg that will never hatch….
Blurry images paraded past my eyes: jagged cliffs, thundering seascapes, jungles bursting with flora I could not name. The bastards who pump us through i-space to make their fortunes owe us a lot more than a little scavenging on the side! I knelt beside Whistler and activated the translator, wondering if Dexter's glare would burn a hole in the back of my head. When I asked Whistler, he indicated that they were vital to her welfare, and I knew with numb certainty that random tinkering on my part could only make matters worse. I could only follow Whistler with my eyes as he approached the naked skeleton of his brood sister. Blood oozed from the blackened stump like blueberry syrup to stain the sand a deep burgundy.
Dexter swam farther from shore, dove, let out a whoop as he broke the surface with a shimmering oval in one hand.
Trylvol digestive enzymes weaken the shell sufficiently for the metamorphosed brain to emerge, wend its way through the trylvol's sinus passages, and assume its rightful place. He knew I could not save the rest of his brood siblings without his help, so he had me destroy his only chance to join them. Perhaps that explained Mystery Number One: villages ringed the coast of the supercontinent, but we had yet to locate one more than a hundred kilometers inland.
An electric tingle traveled up my arms and down my spine, rising in intensity, pulsing like the beat of some invisible heart.
You may have more degrees than the average stellar core… but out here, you're still a grunt.
He pulled out one of the two orbs nestled within and stroked its surface with the reverence of a temple acolyte.
For just an instant, at the edge of the clearing, I paused to look back at our fallen comrade. He took one step toward Dexter, stone held out like a child slaughtered to appease an evil god.
Many brains assemble in the massive cranial cavity of a single host: five trylvols hold the majority of clan Mezkor. A thousand shattered memories fought to assemble a consciousness that belonged to someone else.
He wandered onto the beach with the reverent steps of a pilgrim who has finally reached the holy shrine. They will sell DDC those precious rights to the minerals locked beneath the skin of the supercontinent.
We were close now to whatever sacred place Whistler had been guiding us; I could hear the muffled roar of the ocean in the distance, could smell its briny tang. He stared at the immense wake of the diving trylvol, and something collapsed inside him… something that had been waiting for one more little push. As I flailed away in horror, one emotion dogged my escape after all the rest had evanesced into oblivion.
Patches of its bony surface - especially those in areas where no bone had any right to be - bore the unmistakable sheen of fresh growth.
Whistler gazed up at me with large, liquid eyes that would have looked haunted on any creature's face. The ghost stone catapulted out over the churning foam and splashed into the surf at least ten meters from shore.
But those rights will be contingent on an irrevocable ban against exploitation of the ocean.
Finally I began to understand: he wanted me to remove the strange organs at the sides of his neck.



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