Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
I've started watching Friends again because of my free rentabilities and I've grown to watching them during my lunch hour. It's something to look forward to, which I think I need at that time of the day. It'd have to be a half hour show because hour long shows are too long for a lunch hour. I'd have to start it just as I got home and it would end just as I would have to leave, or most likely just before I have to leave, so that just wouldn't work out. So it's a good think I finished watching Heroes season one before this.
Hold on, I'ma get Jones. I'm jonesin' for a Jones. As you can tell, I likes the Wiki.
Okay, Friends is a show I like to watch because you can really just tune in to any episode and there's your fun for half an hour. The same can be said of Seinfeld, another favorite, but I tend to like Seinfeld over friends because of it's more ...maturity than Friends. Also Friends has a "chick flick" kind of feel to it. I like both shows and they share the same paragraph because they both feel like you're opening the door to people's lives and this is what's going on right now, right at this moment. I'm sure you could say that about other shows, 24 for example... but Friends and Seinfeld are more about nothing rather than something, such as Heroes and 24.
Back to my main train of thought: eating and watching tv. This is probably a horrid thought to many, but very much the thing to do with so many more. I really liked how, at my school, they'd bring in the tv.. oh first, everyone between grades 1-8 would gather in the gym for lunch. Kindergartners ate in their classroom but even then I think the tv was brought in, maybe not.
Anyway, we'd all watch the Flintstones during lunch and well, it was hard to get away from that habit. When my sister and I would go out to my grandparent's farm, we'd always ask if we could watch the Flintstones during lunch, instead of sit around the table with everyone else. Not that we didn't care for the company but because we enjoyed Flintstones with lunch. It was alsost like watching Flintstones was a comfort. We just couldn't miss out. Sigh. Now you have to buy Flintstones to enjoy them, or have cable or satellite for Teletoon Retro.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Okay, if you look really closely you can see the gnome I caught snooping around. Or plotting murder. I think he used a magical gem on me to escape, but he cannot keep my voice silent! I've been suspecting gnomes for mischief ever since I saw that episode of Malcolm in the Middle. I'm pretty sure it was "New Neighbors" in season 2. No I don't know that off the top of my head, I had to look it up. It's about new neighbors moving in next door and Hal and the other father are the only ones that get along. Malcolm doesn't get along with the guy, Reese doesn't get along with the little girl, and Dewey doesn't get along with the their gnome.
Right well, I'm pretty sure the gnomes are to blame for taking socks from the dryer. It's like the gnome ...hat for the peasant gnomes. I would have assumed gnomes would have been born with hats on... Oh I've got it! The sock is the sleeping bag for the camping gnome. Oh those guys! I oughta teach them what for. If only they weren't so hard to catch. Or is that leprechauns? Well it for sure is leprechauns, maybe it just runs for all little people. Always with the clever escape routes and sneaking. Pants!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Sigh. And the worst part about looking forward to something while you still have to work, at least for me, is that you try not to think about that which you're looking forward to but that only means you'll think about it all the more! My kingdom for some peace of mind and a not crappy job! Or at least a piece of pie.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
The reasons I like birthdays are: getting friends together to celebrate another friend, a chance to have some fun, making a card, and the cake. I kinda hesitate on the cake bit, just because too many people cop-out and get old and boring. Not that the cake is old, but that the idea of a plain cake is old. Now I know that we're getting old and plain cake is the way to go, but some of the birthday cakes that I've seen made are quite the work of art.
The best birthdays are when you can get everyone that person knows, together and it's a surprise. I've always wanted a surprise birthday party but have never got one. Sigh. The biggest problem with surprise birthdays is that it has to be well planned, organized and with lots of people, especially now that we're in our twenties and everyone has a job, can be a bit difficult. But it gets really good when you're just able to pull everything off and when the person get home... oh man, they didn't see this coming!
Or maybe the best is when everything is coming along smoothly, you take the person out for whatever reason, everyone else gets together at someone's house, the plan is working great but some how the person found out about or suspects a surprise birthday but they don't tell you that they know. And then they pull something unexpected like going in through the back door instead of the front door and pops a paper bag behind everyone waiting for them. Oh man, if I were ever to have that kind of opertunity, I'd get you all.
Or maybe they know about the party and then they fake a sickness or that they found out that grandma died and they're really not in the mood for the part and it kills the moment, but only the moment because at the last minute they um... enjoy the party. Zing! Talk about an emotional rollercoaster.
Alright, so until next time: recycle your Christmas trees. Have a gooder.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Hhokay, new topic: um... I can't think of one. I'lls make up a haiku:
Icecream sunday taste
Hair like banana peels
Cherry chapstick lips.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
If you didn't enjoy that then maybe this haiku will sedate your ever hungry mind. Or um, at least tease it like appetisers used to.
Riding on her cloud
Watching for a wondrous act
Scepter in her hand.
Wait! That's not all!! Now for only 3 easy payments of an easy $5,099.99 you can um... oh hey that reminds me they hardly show the dollar sign anymore on those kinds of commercials... or at least there have been a few that I've seen that don't have it. As if it's not really money, it's just numbers and therefore you're able to get the product, anyone can.
Just incase you're wondering, yes I would like to see a movie of this scene:
I don't know if you'd really have to make it a stand alone movie, what I really want is for them to include it in the Wolverine: Origins sequel... if they make one. I don't know how much Hugh Jackman likes being Wolverine, but if he were to go along with the different stories that could come from the Wolverine comics, that would be sweet because there are a few story arches I'd like to see on film.
Too much media for ya?! Punk!
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
I'd challange any of you to beat me if I knew you were up to it. Maybe Dave or Steve or Kyle will pick me up on the challange, but I doubt it. If you find it within yourselves to at least try the game, post on here how far you get. Okay, more awesome tomorrow. Have a gooder.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Well, since there's no such thing as Santa ...sorry Roger.
Ahem, as I was saying... since there's no such thing as Santa, ... I uh... I forgot what I was going to say. Pants!
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Now it seems to me that whenever a charactor, whether in movie, book, or comic, realizes that their suroundings are too quiet they either blame their arch nemesis or they have no idea as to what is to come. All the charactors know is that danger is near and they've got to prepare for the worst.
Of course, since everyone has come to expect danger after the phrase "it's a little too quiet" there have been writers that have come up with the idea for something harmless to come into the scene. When this happens, the imending danger either comes right after or doesn't happen at all, or rather eventually happens but not as soon as you think. I kinda like that idea, that you're expecting certain doom but really a bunny comes on the scene and you think it's much too adorable, until it starts to slaughter you and your men! Quick, use the Holy Handgranade!
Friday, July 18, 2008
Vivid melt down town
Small translucent frog.
Sitting in her palm
Watching, hoping for it to grow
Kiss it for good luck.
Some people have suggested that I put all my haiku's together for a book, but I kinda like the idea of giving them out for free, for my friends, as they come to me. I think that's what art truly is, a gift. Both to the creator and the um... public. To say that one piece of art is more valuable than the other, has always been a little strange to me. Value is placed on something because one person or a group of people hold it in higher regard than that which surrounds it. Yes, time and effort we put into a piece of art and if people like it then it has been worth your time and effort, but does that mean it should be worth money? If so, I should be selling my cards and everyone I've given a card to ...well you can sell them but give me 70%.
I'ma see Batman now. As for the rest of you, take luck.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
I think my first instinct would be that I'd like to be of many uses. I don't know if I'd like to be giant or regular size or somewhere in between, but I'm also not sure if I'd follow my instinct and choose to perform many functions. The only thing about being able to perform only one task is that if that task ever stops being needed, well then there'd be no further use of me. But then, if I was reprogrammable, that'd be different. But then if my other function required me to be smaller or bigger, well I'd have to be able to change my size. But really, how to you make something only so big become very big? I suppose one could say that when one is contemplating robots and the many possibilities there-in, stuff of physics doesn't matter. I would however, like to make some kind of a plausible suggestion.
What about yourself? What kind of robot do you think would suite yourself, or that you would want to be. Yes, if you read this entry I would ask that you have more involvement than your previous readings as I have only one comment, and that from my sister. Not to discount it in anyway, but I would hope that of all people family would post. No, of course you have a perfect amount of say in whether you would post or not, but I would ask that you do as this seems to me to be a fun suggestion on which to comment on.
So for myself, what kind of robot would I be? Well I suppose I'd like to go with my instinct and say that I would be of many functions and many sizes, so as for the lack of limitations. Personally I feel that is how a lot of people would choose as we being human often feel limited and held back from our true potential or our created potential.
As for what functions I'd perform... well I've always wanted to be able to project music, more like a discman but a human discman. So then I'd be able to play whatever music I download, so I'd be wireless, have built-in speakers of supreme quality, and wouldn't need a jumpdrive, although I'd have a port built in just in case. Another function I'd like is a built-in flight system. Preferably something that didn't ...you know I could just say I'd like to be Iron Man and that'd solve a lot. I don't know why I didn't think of that until I was thinking about what kind of flight system I'd have, but there it is. I'd like to be Iron Man. I'd probably have the suite more tailored to myself, but I don't really know what I'd add mainly because I don't know all of what he has. And I'm done.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Other careers that might not require as much courage but still more than the average person might be surgeons (and the like), teachers, defense lawyers, post officers, door-to-door salesmen, and coaches for most sports. I suppose that there are others that need courage of some sort, and maybe some of the careers I listed depend on the neighborhood, city, culture, or country one finds oneself in but they all seem to be careers that a lot of people don’t often feel comfortable going out and doing on a regular basis, and so I gave it to the attribution of courage in these people to perform their duties.
Any job that requires public speaking would also require courage because the average person (as Jerry Seinfeld so put it) would prefer being in the coffin than to give the eulogy. I think perhaps the attribution of courage would also differ from person to person depending on the upbringing of the individual. In that, there are many different elements that affect the individual’s upbringing and their amount of courage, or at what age the person finds their courage and how often they have had to call upon it.
To the average individual courage is summoned up in the small things first, it is a development. Overcoming a fear of the dark, animals, strangers, being alone, confined spaces, etc… As a kid then, courage in the individual is most often brought upon through osmosis from parent to kid. It is then important how the parent reacts to the kid and the situation; that the parent treats their kid with respect and allows the kid to face their fears in equal measures of on their own and with the help of the parent, so that courage in the kid grows in a way that they will be able to face bigger fears on a gradual basis. In other words, as the kids grow, so should their courage. The same should be said for other attributes such as love, joy, discipline, patience and so on.
Where am I going with this? What brought it on? The second question is easiest to answer and can be used for most of my works. The way I write, whether it is a poem, story, haiku, this blog, or even an essay, is that I follow the first thought or word that comes to my head and go with it. The answer to the first question is that we don’t often think about courage, yet it comes to us as if on instinct. Not quite instinct because it is more of a choice and a discipline in most situations in the everyday life. In the emergencies or unexpected events that life brings, courage is, ironically, more brought on because of fear. Some people have said that it is fear that drove an individual on to perform such a duty, but I feel it is more that fear sparks courage, but only when the individual chooses to perform a “heroic” duty. Otherwise it is just acting out of fearful instinct. The line between the two might be thin, but really anyone can have the chance to be heroic. It is all a matter of saying “yes” or “no” to the right questions.
I’ve always been told to keep a positive attitude, but that can be a tough thing sometimes. Also, can it be considered delusion or being too optimistic …ooo, snakeman. Oh uh, I’m just listening to music right now and the theme for snameman for megaman 3 came on. Yes, I knew it was snakeman without looking first. Chux’s wife.
Okay, back to topic: when you come across someone and have a gut instinct that you won’t like them, do you listen to that instinct or try to prove it wrong? So then, here you are proving it wrong and you go up to the person with all the positive attitude and goodness you can muster, but then you realize that you really wouldn’t get along with this person. Oh no! So then has your positive attitude been defeated because, by going up to this person in the thinking that you can be friends, or at least get along but then being proven wrong… But, let us say that you were proven wrong the other way. You don’t think you’ll get along because your gut says so and your gut is usually right, then it turns out because somehow you came across them and got talking, and you end up getting along even though you didn’t think you would. Oh, ho! Now what Sherlock?
I uh… I don’t know where I’m going with this except that I want to prove psychology degree people wrong. Okay I’m done.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Sigh. I'm not just saying this because it's annoying, but also because there's a chance that if you ring the bell too early, the bus driver might go past the stop. There are some days when the bus driver is very distracted, either talking to a passenger or because they're daydreaming or on the phone or whatever they might occupy themselves with (which I can totally understand because you're going to need something to make the job seem not so bad or enjoyable). Basically, your bus driver could be distracted on any given day, so do your best to be a good passenger, especially if that's your only mode of transportation, but even more especially if that's the only mode of transportation because you choose it to be. Just because you pay the fair doesn't mean the bus is yours to run and that you get special privileges or treatment.
No, the customer is not always right because that "policy" has been around far too long with far too many people taking advantage of that for it to even apply. Frankly I'm mostly sick of customers because of the way they figure they should be treated. Shopping has too much of a "we're customers so treat us like royalty because if it wasn't for us, you'd have no business" mentality to it. I highly doubt any business would really die out because of a few snobby high maintenance customers not doing their business (figuratively and literally). Well I suppose the figurative part would be that they do their business... well they're just full of crap is all.
Anyway, enough ranting about how I don't like people who think they're the center of things, and the be-all end-all to anything. Like they're so important and I'm such a trend setter so listen to me and do what I say and act like me and me, me, MEEEE! I believe Brian Regan named them best as "me monsters".
Okay, for real this time. I'm going away for the weekend with no internets, but I am going to take my laptop and write up in Word as if I'm bloggin' then once I get back home I'll post each blog on it's respective day? Uh... maybe Monday will be a three day blog. Or rather a three blog day. Man, could you handle a three day blog? I don't think you could. Me? I just need to start complaining and I could do it no problem.
Calling out mocking me
Denying my slice.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Why I bring this up is that today I had a breakfast burrito, a very good dish and one of my favorites. In fact, many favorites of mine use the tortilla. Tacos, enchiladas, quesadillas, and burritos. There are a wide variety of ingredients that can be used for all those meals, and different "flavors" of tortillas that you could almost substitute it for bread. I put quotations around flavors because to me, they all really taste about the same. When you're making a taco, it's more about what's on the inside than the outside.
I just wanted to express my gratitude to the Mexicans and Spaniards for bringing about the tortilla, and to those people who brought it back to North America.
As for the picture, well I just thought it looked really cool. I love it when people can capture a scene like that without tires or other junk getting into the frame. So sweet a picture, so sweet a blog.
Filling my taste buds with joy
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
My reasoning on it though is the same they used for seedless watermelon. Someone got sick enough of those black seeds that they found a way to get watermelon without them. Can't you do the same for lemons? I'm sure someone's sick of how sour they are. (Yet another witty and clever but also stinging remark about some other music group, TV show, or form of media). I'm on fire tonight!
My point is, lemons are good for you, but they're too sour to consume on a regular basis like um... apples. Maybe you could grow a tolerance for it over time, but then you're probably eating too many lemons. When I was little I thought maybe limes were the sweet version of lemons, but that was not to be the case. Sigh.
They can do it with bread and watermelons, and well just about anything really, if enough people complain about something, change will happen. I guess people still like having their lemons sour. But it's not like you can't find seeded watermelon or unsliced bread.
Man, if you think about it though, you could probably make a lot of money from making lemonade from sweet lemons. Right there you've got a product that has 90% less sugar than anyone else on the market, and the way organics and everything like that is going, you'd make some fat wads. Hell, all you'd need to do is reach out to the people with diabetes and seeing as how that's the direction of many% of north america, it'd be raining fat wads. Well, that is if you could get a exclusive hold on that part of the market. Even if you didn't though, I bet you'd still make a fair amount of change because there are always companies looking to make money, and especially if they're in the same market as you are, they'd try to buy you out, or pay you some kind of fee so they could start making their own product.
Dang, I'd like to get me a piece of that sweet lemon pie. OH man! You wouldn't be limited to juice, which makes you a bigger commodity, which means bigger fat wads! I have got to get me a scientist.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
I don't know about everyone else here, but I'm kinda getting creative and non-conformist about food. Just because some food has been made a certain way for ages, doesn't mean that's the only way you can have it, or the only way too have it. It might be the best way to have it, but that doesn't mean other ways are wrong. Yeah, that's right. I went there. Oh wait, not there yet.
Okay my point is: Who says burgers have to have mustard, ketchup, lettuce, tomato, relish, onion or cheese? Why did it come to the point that if you don't have any of those, you don't have a burger? I'm glad Pizza Hut moved past that "norm" with pizza by introducing the desert pizza. Oh, but before I go any further I need to make one thing very clear. All this rant is not to say that I'm not happy with what we have and what we make, or to say that I'm being picky by any means. If you know me, the only things I'm "picky" about is what comes from the devil, namely McDonald's and Pepsi. Or if it makes me sick like potato salad or egg salad. Or like, soy. Also to make something clear, Mc******* and P**** are the only things on that list of things I don't like that come from the devil. The other things are just ...well they don't agree with me.
Although, I did have a egg salad sandwich or two at some kind of something when I was out at my grandparents'. So there are things on my do not like list that I'm willing to try once again if I hadn't tried it in a while, or that I'm willing to eat just because that's what's being served.
My main point about foods having to be prepared one way and not the other comes from lunch today. I had burgers, but without ketchup, mustard, relish or BBQ sauce. Only because when I went to put them on my burger I simply didn't want to conform to the "this is a burger" idea. Now, it's not like I was thinking, all out rebellion, because if I did well... I wouldn't put my burger in a burger bun, I wouldn't have had lettuce and tomato and onion, I would have done something completely different and if anyone had witnessed it they might have slapped me.
But see, that's the type of thinking that got me a-ranting. Just so you don't misunderstand all this, I'm talking about a once in a while thing, not a steady way of life. It's not like I don't enjoy a good ol' BBQ'd, ketchup'd, mustard'd, cheese'd and onion'd burger with pickles either on or to the side, it's just that I wish that there were other options. I suppose you could blaspheme and say "well why don't you try a soy-" Why don't you cram it in your ear! Jerk. "Oh but it's-" No! Not interested. I like meat. I'm talking toppings only. And if you say I left out mayo, you're gross.
Okay, so maybe my sister is thinking nasty things, and maybe you are too and maybe you're saying I'm trying to have things both ways or am asking for change but don't really want it... well maybe you don't know about burger politics. And yes, I do because I worked at Harvey's for a year, so I have a say in this.
There are introductions to the burger world that I'm happy for such as the small but important change of using different cheeses. Also, sauteed mushrooms and the use of bacon are very much OK in my book, but are these enough? Probably if you're a sissy. The best almost different burger I've had was... somewhere, but it had avocado, bacon, tomato, jalapeno, and probably something else. No ketchup, no mustard, no pickle or onion, oh and it had some kind of cheese but I forget if it was other than cheddar or mozzarella.
Anyway, I just wanted to put this idea of making foods different out there. If you think it's too radical for you then I'm sorry for your loss. Besides, I put the warning up there so it's your fault if you take offence to my suggest.
Ode to the cow:
Please eat grass and keep healthy
You provide tasties.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
You know what I think? I think I missed the "Great Frontier". There's still that element in the world, but it's definitely getting less and less. If you want, I'd recomend reading Thomas Wharton's Icefields. It takes place during the early 1900's and deals with the forging of -well I don't want to give too much away. Now you have to go check it out. Okay but seriously, really good book by a really good author.
Explore the world
See what is in store for you
Take off you hoser.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Chinese takeout box
Chopsticks on coffee table
Chow mien residue.
Flower springing forth
Firm roots beneath the soil
Finding warm sunlight.
Interrupting life sometimes
Intriguing to all.
Lazy and lethargic sloth
Lofty in his tree.
Obtuse angles drawn
Over achieving drafter
Obscure art desktop.
Rust eating away
Ripe circles of orange and red
Ripping apart steel.
Under There is cool
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Or at least it could be better if I didn't have to work and I could get together with friends with fireworks. But at least I have tomorrow off and a good imagination. Not to say that I'll need to imagine being with my friends, but that I'll have to imagine it is the 30th today and tomorrow is the first. Sigh.
It's too bad I haven't been working somewhere for years and now is my vacation time. Not to say that I haven't enjoyed having the weekends off that I've asked for, but that I wouldn't mind having a car to drive around in, visiting strange and distant houses, eating exotic foods and writing books about my journey. Yeah, many books about one journey. They'd each be done in a different perspective and each would have a surprisingly twisted ending but that would be nothing compared to the middle of each book, cause other wise if it were just the end that was different, people would just read the last few chapters. But if they did that, they'd have read the whole book because there's no way my attention would last more than a few chapters a book.
Hey you know what wouldn't be too bad? Writing a story from the perspective of a car. Now of course, it'd have to be a car owned by the mob or something, but still... you could do it and it'd be a fun read. Or like, the car belongs to a girl who runs a flower shop, but then a mob member or a gangster or ...oh! Even better, you could write a series from one car's perspective and it keeps getting stolen so then every book it belongs to one or two different owners. That would be a sweet story. There would be so many possibilities.
Oh, and that doesn't mean I like the movie Cars. It was alright but uh... that wasn't even in my mind when I came up with this idea. Yeah, I was thinking something a whole lot better than Cars.
Shining bright and blue
Bits of white scattered through-out
Encompass the whole.