Views from the Dorms

Why Dave Is Wrong, and Right, at the Same Time

2007-05-05T06:46:00.000-07:00

This post is in response to the recent veto of the bill that passed Congress about a withdrawal. Specifically, I'm responding to Dave's post, "Thank You President Bush". I definitely agree that setting an exact withdrawal deadline is silly; however, the problem is that neither the Republicans nor the Democrats have a feasible idea. It's more than true that we need to end the war; it's stupid to think otherwise. We can't afford it. Our deathtoll is ridiculous. We're doing very little over there, and making very little progress for the amount of time and investment we've had. Thus, Bush's plan is not working, and the situation is a complete nightmare. I think it's outrageous to say that Bush is protecting America in his actions, or that he has a good handle on the situation. I would argue that Bush hasn't had a handle on the situation since about the 3rd day of the war (and that may be a bit generous...)
However, the Democrats are not responding well. Whether it's because they are stupid, or because they are backed against the walls by the Republicans, who knows? The only real power Congress has is cutting funding from the war; however, that has been EXTREMELY villanized every time Congress has tried to use it, spun completely as "The Democrats aren't supporting our troops," when in fact much(many) of the proposed funding cuts have been aimed at things that most of us would agree are costing us a lot of money and not that necessary (making more effective explosives, for example). So Democrats will absolutely not cut funding, b/c it makes them horrible humans who don't want our soldiers to have effective armor, or who don't care whether our troops over there make it back safe. Point is, Democrats can't cut funding, UNLESS they do it in response to President Bush. For example, maybe they propose withdrawal deadlines, or give him conditions he has to meet (if you send more troops, they have to be out of there by "X" date, or you have to have met "X" conditions by such and such date), or else they will pull funding. Thus, if Bush doesn't make efforts to have any sort of withdrawal plan, then Congress pulls money, and it's b/c of Bush, not b/c they are heartless bastards. I'm not saying it's the perfect way to do things, but I think it's important to look at it from their point of view and realize that they are pretty backed into a corner.
Thus, the Democrats' strategy may be extremely flawed, and "arbitrary" withdrawal deadlines certainly have many negative sides. The question, though, becomes whether it's worse to have these deadlines (or at least some sort of method to force Bush into eventually ending this war), or to allow the war to continue indefinitely, sending America so deeply into debt that another depression becomes a certainty rather than a possibility. While I understand Dave's argument against the bill, I hope you can see why the bill has come about, and spread some of the responsibility for this huge mess back to the source of the problems in the first place.

Post

2006-09-09T13:00:00.000-07:00

I thought I would put another post here, so that people could again comment on how I need to post... I'll try to think of something worth writing about soon, but I don't feel inspired at the moment, and I don't want to write a lame post... also, i could write about the Europe trip, but it would be so much work to specifically recall each stop... in other words, I failed to meet my own expectations...

From Romania

2006-04-07T00:55:00.000-07:00

Ok, I did say I would write a post for each stop, and I'm holding to it... just I think I will wait until I get back to Leeds to do it, where I am no longer trying to either squeeze in a turn on a shared computer or pay for internet time. However, I am having an awesome time, and I'm still not halfway done... it's really amazing! Maybe I'll even write a post or two before I get home, but I doubt it. Two weeks in, haven't been robbed, and I'm bird-flu free... I'd count it a successful journey thus far!

Easter Break!

2006-03-25T09:39:00.000-08:00

Ok, I'm on my Easter break, and I'm in Paris... funny that now would be the time I decide to post again when I've had plenty of time while sitting on my ass in my flat in Leeds instead of studying... but so it goes. Well, since I am on break, I don't want to spend tons of time writing this, but I'll just jot down our final itinerary for break. Unfortunately we couldn't fit Brussels or Krakow, but I'm more than happy with what we did manage. Hopefully later I'll be able to write a post for each stop on the trip... I'm probably not entirely likely to follow through on it, but it's a good goal to hope to update this thing at least a couple tiems. Like I said, we've started here in Paris, France. Next we go to Barcelona, then fly to Rome (maybe we'll hang out with the Pope, who knows?) We then take a train through Italy to Florence, and from there another train to Venice. We fly from Venice to Bucharest, Romania, where everything is so cheap it actually shocks me. Then we catch an overnight train to Budapest, Hungary (interestingly 2 cities, Buda and Pest, that meet at the river). Next we're take a trains to Vienna, Austria, and from there we go to Prague, in the Czech Republic. To be honest, I'm especially excited about the Eastern European part of our break, which should be beautiful and amazing, apart from being ridiculously cheap! Can't beat it! Anyways, from Prague we're taking a train to Berlin (the home of the Goths, Nazis, my ancestors, and apparently Liberace's stunt double! Ok, maybe not Liberace's stunt double... I think he was a gypsy...) We leave the Fatherland on a plane bound for the City of Sin... no, not Vegas; Amsterdam makes Vegas look like a church service! Ironically, we're staying in a Christian hostel in Amsterdam (it was the only one with any vacancy... hm...) Amsterdam is our last European stop, and we fly into Liverpool the morning of April 24th. That'll be nice, b/c we'll have plenty of time to check out the Beatles museum before we take the bus back to Leeds that night. Whew! That post really exhausted me, and Paris calls, so I think that'll be it for now! I'll hopefully post soon about Paris...

England, Enervation, and Easter

2006-02-27T04:45:00.000-08:00

Well, I realized that I've been in Britain for some time now, and yet I've been horrible about posting... actually, Cheryl realized it, so I felt obliged to write something, and getting back into the alliteration in my title gave me some direction. England has really been great! I've loved almost every minute of it. The crazy things are just the small differences. I mean, it's not like being immersed in a completely strange culture, because things are really similar; however, the fact that things are so much the same really brings out the differences. Anyways, I can't think of any really good examples (my accent is hilarious to them when we talk about it... they really think it's ridiculous that i say the word water with kind of a "d" sound ... like "wad-er", because they really accent the "t"... it's just funny.) Anyways, as far as enervation goes, I've been ill for over 3 weeks now... basically that's been shit. A few days I just felt like death, but most of the time it's just been a feeling of general malaise. My throat has felt like I have strep for about 2 and a half of those weeks, so that's too much fun... however, that doesnt really matter, because I'm still having the time of my life. Michael, Brian and I have been planning out our Easter break... a whole month! I can't even believe it, it's going to be so amazing. We were going to go to Istanbul, but there were 2 bombings in 5 days a couple weeks ago, so we figured that terrorism, coupled with avian flu, provided enough reason not to go (we'll have plenty of other stuff to see, so it's not a huge sacrifice compared to the risks). So here's our plan as of yesterday... paris, barcelona, rome, florence, venice, bucharest (romania), budapest, vienna, prague, berlin, amsterdam, and brussels... we're also going to try to fit in krakow (even if we have to replace brussels). We've already got the travel booked up until rome, and then we're finishing the rest of it tomorrow. It's going to be pretty expensive (especially the actual travelling) but how often will I ever have an opportunity like this again? So basically I'm willing to go all out for perhaps the only time I'll ever have an experience like this. What's nice is how cheap flights are. The most expensive flight we're going to have is like the equivalent of $100 U.S., and that's from Leeds to Paris (b/c Leeds airport is pretty small). Can you even imagine getting an international flight in the U.S. for $100? I can't fly from Bozeman to Phoenix for that... well, as far as my travel around England has gone, I've missed out on 2 excursions, to Liverpool (went to my cousin's to change my money) and York (one of the deathly ill days) (home of the greatest band of all time, and you don't deserve to live if you can't figure out who that is...) However, I did make it to Newcastle, and the nearby Hadrian's Wall and Hexham village , with it's awesome abbey; I also went out to Mike's campus, which is in this old converted mansion called Bretton Hall. Both of those trips were awesome, and I've posted a lot of the pictures on my facebook, b/c it's way easier than doing it on here. This weekend, I'm planning on going to Stratford upon Avon, where Shakespeare is from, and hopefully see a Shakespeare play by the Royal Shakespeare Company; that would be SO INCREDIBLE! The weekend after, I'm going to London, so I'm pretty much excited about life in general right now. Well, that should do it for now, but I'll try to post more frequently (and therefore shorter posts) from now on... but I'm really not good at following through on stuff that involves any effort so we'll see.

And I'm Off To a Fan-friggin-tastic Start!

2006-01-28T02:02:00.000-08:00

My weekend has been marvelous thus far, and it's only 10:00 on saturday morning! So i paid the equivalent of $60 for a train ticket to see my cousin in Cambridge today. The train left at 9:05, so i was up early and waiting for the 30 minute-interval bus from my dorms to the train station at 7:50, knowing that the bus takes maybe half an hour to get there... the bus pulled up at about 8:40. So i'm riding the bus praying that he'll step on it, and then realize that I have forgotten my ticket. It doesn't really matter , though; the bus didn't get to the train station until 9:10. I then found out the British railway system keeps no record of who purchases train tickets, so had I been there I would have been out of luck anyways, and the cheapest ticket i could get (an hour later) would have cost over a hundred dollars, one way, and i would have had to purchase a return ticket as well. So basically i could have taken my money and flushed it down the damn toilet; however, that probably would have been more fun to see and i would have been able to sleep. What an amazing weekend this is gonna be!!!

How Politicians Minds Work... And Don't Work

2006-01-25T07:40:00.000-08:00

http://www.livescience.com/othernews/060124_political_decisions.html

This is just too great... I especially enjoyed the line about no increased activity in the part of the brain associated with reason; who would've guessed?

England

2006-01-19T14:42:00.000-08:00

So I made it to England... it's pretty much awesome. The trip over was kinda hit and miss... on one hand i got delayed for 3 flights in salt lake city and missed my connection to manchester in atlanta (which only goes out once a day at 8:10 p.m.) so i had to stay in atlanta for 24 hours, but it turned out okay because one of molly's friends lives in atlanta and i was able to stay with her. my buddy brian happened to be on the same flight to manchester as me the next night as well, so we met in the ATL and then flew across together... hahaha except i got business class seats on the flight and he had coach, so that was way too much fun for me :) anyways, when we got here delta had broken one of the wheels off of my big suitcases, so i had to drag it on the ground for miles and miles as we tried to get into our dorms and what not.... i went to the residence i was assigned and it was really dodgy, like super filthy and creepy, and i thought i would just make the best of it, but then i realized they didn't have internet, to i caught the first bus to "the hell out of there..." i ended up getting assigned to the same residence area that brian is in (which is 4 miles out of town) it's pretty huge, 1200 students in a few residences... it's called bodington. well, my american money comes out to toilet paper here, and i've actually found that it is nicer to wipe my ass with, so i'm using it instead... no really the exchange rate is absolute crap. besides that, however, i have been having a blast. Leeds is a really awesome, picture perfect british city (like huge city, it's awesome) and there are some great places. everything is so cool, and old, and British!!! It's pretty great, and I hope to take a lot of pictures soon. my flat mates are really really awesome (not so much for a few of brian's flatmates, but a couple of his are pretty cool too.) I've met a bunch of people, the first night my flatmates went and grabbed everyone they knew and filed them by my room running names right past me... i have no idea of half of the people's names yet. i met a bunch of australians today during the study abroad orientation, and they seem really cool, so i hope to be able to get to know them. the food hasn't been that bad, if not a little pricey (particularly b/c of the crap exchange rate) However, I feel this post has reached its limit, and i really dont feel like writing anymore at the moment. I really hope to post some pictures on here and maybe in facebook soon, so we'll see (i'm not a huge facebooker, but everyone else uses it a lot and would actually look at them, so maybe...) On a related side notes, i have seen some giant women here... quite strange, really....

The Truth About Chuck Norris

2005-12-12T15:50:00.000-08:00

Thanks to my good friend Brandon Gosch, I found out a lot about Chuck Norris and felt compelled to share it with the world.

If you ask Chuck Norris what time it is, he always says, "Two seconds till." After you ask, "Two seconds to what?" he roundhouse kicks you in the face.

Filming on location for Walker: Texas Ranger, Chuck Norris brought a stillborn baby lamb back to life by giving it a prolonged beard rub. Shortly after the farm animal sprang back to life and a crowd had gathered, Chuck Norris roundhouse kicked the animal, breaking its neck, to remind the crew once more that the good Chuck giveth, and the good Chuck, he taketh away.

Since 1940, the year Chuck Norris was born, roundhouse kick related deaths have increased 13,000 percent.

There is no chin behind Chuck Norris' beard. There is only another fist.

There are two kinds of people in this world: people who suck, and Chuck Norris.

In the movie "Back to the Future" they used Chuck Norris' Delorean to go back into time and into the future. When they gave it back to him with a scratch on it he was angry and roundhouse kicked Michael J. Fox, which years later they discovered is the cause of Parkinson's disease.

Chuck Norris spends his Saturdays climbing mountains and meditating in peaceful solitude. Sundays are for KFC and Tequila.

There is no theory of evolution, just a list of creatures Chuck Norris allows to live.

In an average living room there are 1,242 objects Chuck Norris could use to kill you, including the room itself.

Chuck Norris has two speeds: walk and kill.

Chuck Norris is the only man to ever defeat a brick wall in a game of tennis.

It takes Chuck Norris 20 minutes to watch 60 Minutes.

Chuck Norris can divide by zero.

When Chuck Norris does a pushup, he isn't lifting himself up, he's pushing the Earth down.

Little Wheel Power

2005-11-06T15:24:00.000-08:00

damn... seriously, where's the camera when you need it. so my buddy brian and i coach a YMCA basketball team, and the other day we had a game. after the game, we're driving back through this kinda shady area of mesa/phoenix (i have no frickin idea where one city starts and another ends here sometimes)... so ya, this shady area of town, at night, and i see this person in a wheelchair on the side of the road. since i have no soul, this piqued my interest, and i looked a little more closely... first thing i notice is the size of the person in the chair, and i marvel to myself at the amazing ability of mankind to create something that could support AND move this mammoth (ya, ya, i already know i'm going to hell...) anyways, i looked at the chair, and was shocked to see that it wasn't one of the automatic ones. this was seriously shocking. why?, you ask. because the chair was moving down the sidewalk, and this person's tree-trunk arms were not powering the movement. so all this analyzing of the situation that i'm doing is going on pretty fast, b/c we're driving in the opposite direction of the person, and pretty soon we're gonna be even with them, but for a few seconds i am completely stupefied about how the hell this chair is moving without anything moving it... however, as we pass the chair, the answer became clear to me. Now, listen, i know most of you are not going to believe me, but i swear on my life what i'm about to tell you is true. as we pass the chair, this little set of legs come into view, and then the torso, and then the head and arms of.... you might have guessed it but still might not believe it.... a midget!!! it wasn't just the fact that he was a midget, of the fact that this little guy was pushing this whale on its chair, but he wasn't just pushing it normally. first, he wasn't really tall enough to comfortably push by using the handles on the back of the chair, so he was using his whole body to push it, like with his shoulder braced against the back just like someone trying to move a boulder or something. i was instantly hit by a barrage of emotions: disgust, anger, humor, pity... but mostly just pure comedy. it caught me offguard so badly that i couldn't even breathe for a few seconds, then i burst into maniacal laughter. oh, yeah, in case you're thinking that perhaps i mistook a child for a midget, think again. this person was beyond a doubt a midget, the misproportioned body and head, the stubby limbs, the unique little face: there's no doubt in my mind... i'm positive that this was a genuine "little person", or munchkin, or "people mcnugget", whatever you want to call 'em, it was a midget. let me reiterate that, for the record, i realize that i'm probably going to hell for laughing at the situation, but anyone who reads this and tries to say that they wouldn't have laughed (unless of course they happen to be a midget themselves) is either (a.) sadly confused and doesn't know themselves at all or (b.) a liar who is going to an even deeper circle of hell than i am.

And It's Not Unreasonable?

2005-10-27T21:27:00.000-07:00

What the fuck?!?!? I'm glad people can make ungodly amounts of money in the wake of horrific disasters. The oil companies can seriously burn in hell... read this about Exxon's 9.9 billion dollar quarterly profit, the largest in U.S. corporate history. http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/4383296.stm

Irony...

2005-10-27T11:28:00.000-07:00

I really never cease to amaze myself... here's my little bit of current ironic behavior that i'm really almost shocked about: i'm skipping class to do homework. skipping school = doing schoolwork? wow, i wonder how this little brain in my skull works sometimes... well, you can clearly see by the fact that i'm writing this blog that i'm doing well on the homework deal, so i should probably work on that.......

2005-10-18T13:43:00.000-07:00

This was my job last semester. Yes, this action shot shows exactly what i got paid for. I'll be honest... sometimes it just feels good to get a paycheck you know you earned.

2005-10-11T12:34:00.000-07:00

Who is this strange chi, this jovial little creature shown in a jolly festive mood...

Cameras, Criticism, and Creative Components

2005-10-05T12:15:00.000-07:00

Man, i really need to avoid my anewly acquired addiction to adding alliteration almost always when authoring amazing appellations. (please tell me you caught that... if not, please click the x in the top right corner of your computer screen.) anyways, i did get a digital camera for my birthday, my dad just put it in the mail. i'm seriously frickin stoked! so my buddy joey and i were going to a pre-screening for "serenity" (which was pretty frickin sweet, especially if you watched all of the Firefly episodes...) and were standing in line for like an hour and a half. while we stood there, i summarily made fun of every freak that was standing in line (which was approximately 98.9 percent of the line.) Joey, who has a movie review site, told me that i should add a "people review" section to my blog. i mean, there are more than plenty freaks to occupy my little webpage. so my new kick is going to be taking pictures of these people (hopefully good pictures, like right up close) and posting them, then professionally critiquing not only their appearance, but also their character and value as a human being. i'm really glad that i've found something to give my life meaning again...

Espanol, ethics, and evidence

2005-09-26T09:57:00.000-07:00

My work ethic and personal drive is literally outstanding. I am writing this post during the period of my spanish class, but am i in spanish? no. i was going to be about 8 minutes late, and we lose points for being late or absent. i am just a little late every day, but i haven't lost points yet... however, 8 minutes is clearly a tardy. i decided that i would skip b/c i'll lose a few more points, but the teacher won't have marked me tardy (i think if she marks me tardy once, it will be a slippery slope from there and i will be losing points every day.) therefore, i think i actually saved myself points in the long time, so me skipping class had nothing to do with me being lazy, but everything to do with my quick assessment of the situation. damn, i'm brilliant. another example of my work ethic is the fact that i wrote 2, yes 2, sentences in 3 hours yesterday b/c football was on. yes, i finished the paper later, but i didnt finish my other homework (like the spanish homework that was due today...another reason i am not in attendance at the moment) Also, i figured if i skipped spanish, i would have time to write a critique for my social psych class, which immediately follows my spanish class (basically in 40 minutes from right now.) Am i working on this critique? again, a resounding no. why? posting a blog about not writing it is clearly more important than actually writing it, that's why. so, again, we have clearly shown evidence that blatantly implicates that i have an impeccable work ethic, and i'm certainly destined for success.

Spectacles, luggage, and pint-sized critters

2005-09-20T13:21:00.000-07:00

So my birthday is one week from today. I will no longer be a teenager, which I guess is just a matter of semantics, because there's nothing that you can do at 20 that you can't at 19 (as far as i know.) My dad asked me what i want, and i told him for either my birthday or christmas the only thing i really want is a digital camera (not a video camera, but like a picture camera...) basically it sucks that i've been in college for a year with no pictures to help me remember it, and im not really happy about that. plus i would be pissed off if i didnt get to take any pictures next semester... so, like i said, i told my dad all i wanted was a camera, but i got to thinking about it, and that isn't really all that i want. i've come up with 3 other things i really want.

1) Sunglasses.
2) A backpack.
3) A midget.

the sunglasses are important, b/c the ones i have are apparently a cross between male and female glasses (but they were $5, so who's complaining?) and they leave a serious raccoon tan line on my face... i'm thinking my next pair might be wire-framed instead. i already have a backpack, but i want a hardcore backpack, one that i can put lots of shit in and take to europe, not a middle-school sized wal-mart bag... Lastly, and most importantly, i want a midget. no it's not a typo. picture this scenario. i'm sitting in my room, in front of the tv, with a pencil in my hand (b/c i'm watching a video for spanish and doing the homework, or something of that nature... i don't usually watch tv with a pencil, but let's just say i have one) anyways, im sittin there with my pencil and i drop it. do i lean over and pick it up, thereby looking away from the tv and wasting precious energy on unnecessary labor? Hell no. out from under my desk scurries my midget, runs over, picks up my pencil, hands it to me, refills my glass of pepsi (or gets me another cookie, or whatever) and scurries back to his burrow. it just makes sense, he's closer to the ground, and he's a midget anyways, so it's not like he's got feelings or anything. i mean, of course i'd reward him with a pat on the head here and there, and give him some old osh-kosh-b'gosh clothes to wear around, and feed him (duh), so basically he'd be gettin a pretty good deal out of it, and so would i. it's a win-win situation. so please, if you know of any midgets that need a loving home, keep me in mind.
So that's pretty much all i want (besides the camera i'm hoping my dad gets for me): shades, a pack, and a midget. Oh, yeah, and maybe a leash....

Ramen, basketball, England, and major(s)

2005-09-13T14:22:00.000-07:00

I'm pretty happy with my life right now.

-Ramen is only 16 cents at Wal-mart... i never ate Ramen for dinner, and it is now literally saving me at least $5.00 a meal (even if i eat some fruit or tuna or something with it.)
-I love basketball. I think it's almost an addiction... i play for like 3-4 hours at a time, (ideally every day). i only wish i was taller, but i've had since 7th grade to adjust to being my height...
-I'm done with my exchange application, and all i have left to do is write a 1-2 page essay for a merit-based exchange scholarship. Next semester i am going to study at University of Leeds in the U.K. I'm SOOOOOO frickin' stoked!! man, i cant wait. plus, my buddy michael rodriguez-torrent (from my dorm last year) is gonna be there the whole year, so when i go there we get to hang out together and i'll have someone to help me get used to life in another country so i don't waste time in the transition period. Oh, ya, and we get an entire month for spring break (march 24-april 24) so mike and i are gonna be on trains and in hostiles all over Europe for a month. Once in a lifetime opportunity... it's sheer dumb-luck.
-I officially declared a double-major (i was already a psychology major, and now i'm also a religious studies major) basically, i'll be able to make a living as a psychologist, and then maybe i'll also be able to teach religion (or psych) at a university... that's pretty exciting, being able to look forward to a job in something that i actually love and am interested in.

basically, everything is goin pretty awesome. (I miss all my friends, and i hope you're all doing well too.)

ASU Special Teams...

2005-09-11T00:02:00.000-07:00

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ASU v. LSU

2005-09-10T16:53:00.000-07:00

I haven't posted since i've been able to, simply because im lazy. but now i have some time to kill before the game, so i want to post about it. molly and i went to get her a ticket, and the student section was sold out. i would have been able to get in b/c i have a season pass, but she wouldn't, so we got reserved seating in the north end of the stadium. advantages: (1) we will be able to get there just before game time and still get seats. (2) we will be able to sit down for more than 15 seconds between quarters. (3) the sun will not be directly in our eyes for the first 45 minutes. (4) No drunk college dudes making asses of themselves (and smoking) right next to us. (5) molly gets to go. Disadvantages: (1) 10 bucks a ticket (but all the proceeds from the game go to hurricane relief, so that works out almost as an advantage). (2) we won't be in the atmosphere of the student section. (3) the old people around me will not be as appreciative as the student section when i tell either LSU or the referees exactly what i think of them. well, that's enough about the seats. Here's my take on the actual game:

LSU Advantages
LSU is rated as high as 5th in the country by some polls. That's pretty tough. they are also playing with the motivation that their homes, families, communities, and lives were just crushed by Katrina. that is sure as hell something to play for. ASU's motivation? "Let's go pound the hell out of these people whose lives were just demolished?" I don't even think ASU can stoop that low...

ASU Advantages
the game is now a home game for ASU b/c LSU has been turned into an emergency evacuation / assistance center in the wake of Katrina. ASU will have a substantial crowd, as this is one of our 2 biggest games of the year. also (and this may be the most crucial advantage), ASU football has never lost a game that I have attended. you bet your sweet ass i'm there.

we'll see how the game plays out, but like i said we've never lost a game that i've been to... speaking of, IT'S 'BOUT TIME FOR SOME FOOTBALL!

It's 'Bout That Time Again

2005-08-22T09:23:00.000-07:00

Due to no internet whatsoever at my casa this summer, i was unable to post. i can post now, but i'm on my way to class, so this is just an informational post informing all my loyal readers that i a again able to post. ~Peace out~

Why You Should Change Your Attitude and Behavior Towards Old Folks

2005-05-08T23:05:00.000-07:00

Old people are a part of this society, whether we like it or not. They have been denied a crucial role and identity for far too long, and I personally believe this should change. I propose three ways of dealing with old people: assist, ignore, or eradicate.
Some people believe the elderly need extra attention. After all, their bodies and minds are not quite what they used to be. You can easily be involved, and in many different ways. For example, visit a shut-in old person and read to them, whether they want you to or not. If you have any difficulty gaining entrance to their home or shelter, try posing as a meter-reader or service person. If this clever tactic doesn't work, old people are easily overpowered. This brings up another way to help. The next time you see an elderly person who is having trouble crossing the street or carrying groceries, resist the urge to help them. In fact, if you see anyone else trying to help them, STOP THIS FROM HAPPENING AT ALL COSTS. Old people need all the exercise they can get to keep their feeble bodies functional. You would do more harm that good when preventing them from doing physical labor. However, physical exercise is not good without a well-balanced diet to back it up, and many old people don't get enough to eat. To combat this, always remember this: to you, they are leftovers, but to a starving old person they are a feast. If they have poor memories, show these starving old people pictures of a feast. They will find your leftovers much less appetizing, but it could be a crucial step in improving their memory.
People basically diminish with age. The body size, shape, and structure change due to osteoperosis and the likes, the voice begins to crack and fade, and movement becomes slower and more subtle. People begin to stoop, shrink, and become quieter and more stationary. This makes it very easy to ignore them. They are no longer physically impressive, nor are they able to attract attention by being loudly verbose or by making quick movements. They become so unnoticeable, in fact, that many nursing homes and retirement communities lose residents out in broad open spaces, such as halls, cafeterias, or lawns. They are often left there for hours or even days until an unwitting janitor or other worker accidentally bumps into them. Luckily, most old people in these places are accustomed to this and are tough enough to survive these seemingly traumatic experiences.
This is a wonderful segue into my final point. Old people have already had their fair share of time on earth. Many people believe that they have become a drain and are a waste of resources, like food, clothing, money, and oxygen. They contribute little compared to what they take, and therefore should be subject to natural selection and exterminated. However, this may prove more difficult than it seems. Old people have usually attained their old age not by chance, but rather because of one simple fact: they are tough old codgers. They can be cut-throat, vicious, and dangerous if backed into a corner, and there is a good chance that attempts at elimination would only give them one more reason to stay alive and cause many complications and difficulties for those attempting the elimination. Be careful when trying to finish one off; there is a good chance you will reach out with the hand of death and pull back a denture induced stump.
Some of these methods may seem harsh or insensitive, but it is not so. These are just suggested ways to give old people what they realy want: some sort of a role in society. After all, it's better to be at the bottom of the dogpile on the playground than to be the socially rejected nerd watching from the monkeybars.

Top 5 Things About America

2005-04-25T22:49:00.000-07:00

1. America has no mounties.
2. America has no mutant-French-speaking province, smack dab in the middle, that wants to secede.
3. America doesn't have only one damn sport... (special-ed football doesn't count.)
4. America has very few Canadians.
5. America has very few Canadians.

The Pros and Cons of Mustaches

2005-04-18T16:55:00.000-07:00

Mustaches are very crucial to mankind. They have persisted throughout the centuries and are an integral part of the character of those who choose to grace thier faces with them. Mustaches date all the way back to Adam, whose mustache grew in faster than the rest of his facial hair. Unfortunately, Adam had no shaving supplies with which to maintain his sweet 'stache, and the fashion died out for quite some time...

Mustacches are a sign of power. Let us cite some famous world leaders whose power was practically undisputed during the peak or their mustache-dom. Examples include Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, Saddam Hussein, Ghengis Khan, and countless others. Other powerful, mustache-toting people include Ron Jeremy, John Holmes, George Armstrong Custer, Teddy Roosevelt, Mike Ditka, Groucho Marx, Dale Earnhardt, Scotty "the Franchise" Francis, and Mother (now Saint) Theresa.

As I've just shown, mustaches can be found on men and women alike. While many people view "fem-staches" as repulsive or unnattractive, many cultures (I would bet) view them as a sign of beauty. Many Scandinavian and Eastern European women, with names like Olga, grow fine mustaches to the the men know who is the boss.

Mustaches can be beneficial when used to hide an ugly upper lip, acne scars, or a hairlip, but one must be careful. Insects have been known to lay eggs in the mustache of unsuspecting people while they sleep on the couch in their double-wide, and some wearers have lost a lip without being aware of what was happening. Also, one must be careful to grow a nice, full mustache, or even a fu manchu; the dreaded "Mexi-stache" must be avoided at all costs.

Finally, mustaches can be a fine symbol of economic or social status. The mustache has become to the underfunded trailer dwellers what Giorgio Armani is to the world's "fortunate sons." Thankfully, mustaches can be very helpful in identifying janitors or other people of special skills in a crowd if you ever find yourself in a fix.

It Is Just Fine to Be Attracted to Cartoons

2005-04-11T22:57:00.000-07:00

Cartoon characters are intended to be attractive, even sexy. Sometimes the appeal is more evasive and subliminal, while other times it is as obvious as W.'s speech problems. One blatant example of obvious sexual intent in cartoons: Japanimation. Anime is often pure porn, and more than a few Dungeons and Dragons playing guys in their late twenties have experienced plenty of "dice fondling" over anime dubbed over in English... until their mom came down and told them it was time for dinner. However, we can easily look at more common and popular cartoons and find a very sexual side to the characters.

Let us cite some female Disney characters. Jasmine, Ariel (the mermaid), and many other recent "lead women" come equipped with a shapely body and even cleavage, and none of it was an accidental slip of the artists pencil... These are some of the obviously attractive Disney ladies. For a more myseriously attractive woman, simply look at Isma, from The Emperor's New Groove. While most people find her appearance (even her cleavage) nearly repulsive (with the exception of those who are really into granny porn), her dark, mysterious nature has a strangely attractive feel about it, and she definitely makes my "Top Ten Sexiest Cartoon Ladies" list.

Male cartoon characters can be attractive, too. OBvious candidates for "Most Eligible Toon Bachelor" include Cronk and Hercules, with their super-human physiques; Lord Farquad and Jafar, with their powerful presences; and Peter Pan and Alladin, with their boyish enthusiasm and chrismatic personalities. However, highest honors go to..... drum roll .... Homer Simpson! Yes, man of mystery Homer Simpson tops the list with his manly attitude, quick wits, relentless work ethic, and compassionate selfless attitude. Homer is quite the ladies' man.

Basically, there's nothing wrong with being attracted to cartoon characters, as long as it is a healthy admiration and not a creepy, possessive obsession. It's basically the same as being attracted to a human character, except the toons have much smaller salaries and would be much cheaper to date as they would probably eat very little at dinner.

Popularity IS Everything

2005-03-29T11:13:00.000-08:00

So i almost feel bad for not posting for so long... i mean, typing was a pain when the splint on my finger made it so everytime i tried to type the letter "a" i would hit the caps key, like this, for exAMPLE AND IT WAS REALLY ANNOYING. anyways, i decided it was time to post a bit.

It is said so often that it has become cliche: "popularity isnt' everything." I hope i'm not the first to tell you this, people, but that is a damn lie. popularity is aybe the most important thing in the world. nerdy people with no freiends don't actually grow up to be rich, accomplished people; they stay nerdy losers, and work low-paying, low-reward, dead-end jobs, while living at home with their parents and wearing tie-dye shirts with dragons and such all over the front, or by taking pictures of themselves in a serious position in their unfinished basement (i can see him there in 20 years, can't you sean?) Those that do succeed in life, namely bill gates, are freak coincidences.
Look at your own life, probably even your own school. how many times do you remember thinking, "Gee, i wish peole beat me up, " or "why do i have to be stuck with so many friends" or "I wish i was picked last for the team" or even "i wish i could bitch about being such a loser and pray that some female takes pity on me and pretends to give a damn." it's just not that way. No one wants to be the kid that smells bad or the one that stalks an underclassmen and coerces them to go to a school dance with us. we want to be asked to MORP, not be asked to clean up after MORP because we don't have any other plans.
So, the next time someone tells you that popularity isn't eerything, take pity on them and rememer that they are trying to make themselves feel better because "they can't stop trying..." (what the hell is that supposed to mean???) Then, get away quickly so as not to be associated with such a feeble member of society.

A taste of misfortune

2005-03-08T20:52:00.000-08:00

so i've been playing a lot of basketball lately, and today i was really on... we warmed up in a side gym at the SRC (student recreation complex) and i was FEELING it... no seriously i was shooting really well. anyways, we get some people to come play in our gym, and on our second possession, my friend brian and i have a 2 on 1 fastbreak, so he gives me a humdinger of a pass........... and i'll be damned if i dont look down and my pinky looks like a frickin W!!!! totally dislocated it... so i spent the next couple hours waiting at the ER and they soot like a gallon of numbing stuff into my hand with a three foot needle, then he gives it a tug, puts it in a splint, and tells me not to play basketball for three weeks...and to leave the splint on that whole time........ i'm really not happy about it, cuz im just starting to get into playing ball a lot again, and i would complain for while longer, but its too mucj of a pain in the ass to type with one hand. Damn, this sucks.

On the bright side, i now have an excuse to not do the 4 page english paper that's due tomorrow, so there is a bit of a "silver lining" on this cloud...

No Doubt in My Mind

2005-03-05T17:44:00.000-08:00

Game: U of A @ ASU

Score: 70-68

Key Point: Salim Stoudamire travelled before his last shot. This is not an opinion; it is a statement (no, a fact), and it is not debatable.

Analysis: ASU got screwed.

Brother Jed

2005-03-03T09:34:00.000-08:00

Currenly, on our campus (ASU if you don't know), in the lawn in front of Hayden Library, is an evangelist preacher, Brother Jed Smock. This guy stands there for five hours a day, all week. He travels the country doing the same thing at like 80 campuses or something. Look him up. He's been on the cover of Rolling Stone, as one of America's 50 most controversial people. It's crazy how people stand and yell back arguments, many of which make no sense. For example, some kids just want attention, and will yell things like "God is a homosexual," or "Jesus was a black woman." I have to run to class, but maybe i'll post more about this later.

This Week's Wonderful Joke

2005-02-20T09:58:00.000-08:00

Ok, I guess if I don't have anything to say, i'm gonna be unoriginal and tell a joke just so i feel like i'm putting something here.

So there's these three guys in a boat, right, somewhere in the middle of the Congo rainforest. Well, they're floating down the river, minding their own business, when a bunch of these little canoes with Pigmy cannibals pour into the river and surround their boat. So the little man-eating Pigmies take the three guys back to their village, and they line them up in front of this huge hut.
Out of the hut comes the chief. He looks at the three guys and says, "You are all gonna die. However, we will give you the choice of killing yourself and having an honorable death like a warrior, or letting us kill you like a coward. Either way, we will use your skins to make our canoes."
So the first guy, this proud British guy, says, "Give me a gun." So the Pigmies give him a gun, and he shoots himself in the head, dying an honorable death.
The second guy, a Japanese dude, says, "Give me a sword." So the Pigmies give him a sword, and he commits sepuku, dying like an honorable samurai.
The third guy, an American, says, "Give me a fork." The Pigmies are confused, and the chief tells the American that this is a ridiculous request, but the American says he wants the fork. So the Pigmies give him the fork.
Well, the American proceeds to stab himself all over his chest and legs and arms and abdomen and yells, "I hope your damn canoe sinks!"

HAHAHAHA!!!

Quatro Problemas

2005-02-13T19:39:00.000-08:00

I haven't posted for a while, so I felt obliged to put something down.
I have four papers due in two days. Four papers. Two days. That's two papers per day. Wow. But it's not like my procrastination is totally to blame... no, all of the papers were assigned on Wednesday and Thursday and were each due the next class... since i had no classes friday, that means they are all due tomorrow and tuesday. This is what i like to call "Bad Luck For Me" (i know... original, isnt it?) So basically 80% of my classes decided that they would give the class an unreasonable amount of homework... This all really means that I should have worked on it this weekend? But did I? Hell no. (Well, Molly did come visit this weekend, so I guess I have some sort of an excuse.) So right now I should also be working on a paper. But am I? Again, hell no. What is wrong with me?
This situation has alerted me to one simple fact: college is not good. If you aren't in college, don't go. If you are in college, drop out and work construction. Sure, it's hard work, but the pay is pretty awesome, and you don't have to go to 4+ years of college. Plus, you start making some sweet moolah right now, not 7 and a half years down the road...

I'll sum up my views on collee by quoting a few lines from "College Kids", a song by Relient K:

"I'm poor, I'm starving, I'm flat broke, I've got no cash to spend
Sold all my books for front row tickets to Dave Matthews Band...
Eighty grand later I found out that all that I had learned
Is that you should show up to take your finals and your mid-terms...
...Not for me, not for me, call it torture call it university
Arts and Crafts is all I need, I'll take Caligraphy and then I'll make a fake degree..."

Viva Las Vegas

2005-02-06T20:24:00.000-08:00

So I went to Vegas this weekend, and decided the best parts of Vegas are free (and I'm not talking about the porno flyers they hand out along EVERY sidewalk.) No, I'm talking about how awesome Vegas looks on the strip. The Venetian has the coolest room inside... it looks like the streets of Venice, with like 2 story buildings along the walls. It has an actual canal that you can take gondolier rides on, and the ceiling is painted like the sky and really well lit so it looks like you're actually outside... i'm telling you, it's incredible. The coolest, however, was the Bellagio. The water show out front was amazing, and the building was sweet. Did i mention that the water show was the coolest thing i've ever seen? So, basically, the strip is sweet. One side note- you have to be 21 to do like anything at all (including get a room at ANY hotel except the super 8.) Oh, yeah, did i mention that the fountain water show in front of the Bellagio was frickin sweet.

I have now decided to entirely devote my life to obtaining possession of the Bellagio.

How To Beat the ASU Sundevils' Basketball Team

2005-02-03T20:08:00.000-08:00

1. Double or triple team Ike Diogu.
2. Have 5 players on the court.

That's it, no kidding. All of the teams that have figured this out have beat us soundly. Here's what I don't really get:

University of Washington
Avg. GPA of enrolled students ~ 2.5
Number of players guarding Ike at any given time ~ 2-3
Points from Ike ~ 14
Final score ~ 79-70, UW

Stanford (a.k.a. "West Coast Ivy League")
Avg. GPA of enrolled students ~ 3.7
Number of players guarding Ike at any given time ~ .5-1
Points from Ike ~ 39 (not a typo)
Final score ~ 74-67, ASU

Analysis: Stanford can teach and produce some of the brightest minds in the country, but they can't figure out what a skinny, white, Montana kid who got cut from a class B high school basketball team can see as plain as day.

Conclusion: Either I am a frickin' prodigy (doubtful) or college basketball is being overrun by frickin' idiots with no sweet skills. GOSH!

Things About Me That Are Less Than Perfect

2005-01-30T18:24:00.000-08:00

1. I'm only 5'9".
2. Sometimes, I'm too humble and don't think highly enough of myself.
3. ....

Coach Carter

2005-01-28T23:08:00.000-08:00

For anyone who doesn't want to know anything about the movie Coach Carter, stop reading now.
For anyone who wants to see a movie that makes you feel all warm and tingly, don't see this movie.
For anyone who saw the movie Friday Night Lights and doesn't want to see the basketball version, don't see this movie.
For anyone who hates being let down, don't see this movie.
For anyone who likes to be happy, don't see this movie.
For anyone who likes a good movie, see this movie but get the hell out before the end.

Corny Joke for Today

2005-01-25T17:41:00.000-08:00

I haven't made a new post 4 a while, so here's the greatest corny joke of all time.
How do you catch a polar bear?
First, you cut a hole in the ice, then you put a bunch of peas around it. Then, when the bear comes to take a pea, you kick him in the ice-hole.
HA!

Ammends

2005-01-22T17:45:00.000-08:00

i'm not even sure if amends has one or two m's, so forgive me for whichever of the above is wrong.... i wanted to say this in my last post, but i figured most people would quit reading before the end... so here goes...
I'm out of high school, and i'm in college, and i'm having a hell of a time, and if i so chose i could totally cut off all ties with manhattan forever. however, i don't really want to. i made some friendships in high school that will stick with me forever, and i'm sure i made impressions on others that will stick with them forever (and i'm sure more than a few of them were not good impressions.)

I really don't have that many regrets, with a few exceptions. i do apologize to any girls i ever offended or mistreated or neglected or anything like that... i should have been more of a gentleman to you... any females at all, from those who i only talked to once or twice to those who were very close to me... but probably especially to those close to me who i didn't treat as well as you deserved. there aren't too many of you to name, but i'm not going to name you (partly because you may have forgotten and i don't want to rekindle any hate for myself in anyone.)
So that's my only semi-specific apology. to anyone else who hates me, or even the girls to whom i've already apologized, please accept and/or forgive the fact that i was a high school guy, and i was fairly insecure (yet somehow conceited at the same time), and sometimes i would do stupid things either out of a desire to fit in or out of being simply inconsiderate.

So that's it... like i said, i don't have many regrets, and now that i've apologized, i have even fewer, but i want you to know that what i said was heartfelt... and to all the people from my home town, thanks for being who you were... for good or bad, you all helped me become who i am today.

Something to Say

2005-01-22T17:14:00.000-08:00

So I've been sitting back and thinking about this whole blog thing, and realizing how in the big scheme of things this is a joke (plus i'm hearing new versions of it all the time.) so here's the thing: i'm not gonna choose sides. I mean, of course, there are plenty of reasons for people to be upset in high school. it's natural (i spent almost every second of high school complaining about something or other.) on the other hand, the more things i hear about, the more i realize that some actually hurtful things were said. what you think is your opinion, and in groups that you hang out with (which are the same groups i hung out with in hight school) everyone realizes that you are probably exaggerating when you say things and take them as a joke. when it's printed, other people are able to read them and then be offended. so i'm not gonna take a side (plus, i know that most people really don't give a damn what i think.) so i made my own little blog here, and the first thing i did was make fun of Fraz. now obviously i'm under no pressure to apologize, because i'm all grown up now and i can't get in trouble with a teacher or with a coach, but i have to answer to myself. so i'm sure Ross will never read this, but if someone else would be so kind as to tell him i admit that i'm an asshole and i'll leave him the hell alone in the future, that would be much appreciated.
so now that i've said all that, here are a couple things i've learned during and since high school.

-Mr. Kitto is an awesome guy. sometimes he gets a little uptight, but he is seriously one of the greatest people i've ever met in terms of character and care for the students.

-Mr. Robbins is an amazing teacher. i didn't always get along with him in high school, and i'm sure i bad-mouthed him more times than he deserved, but i've come to realize that he taught math exceptionally well. i'm more prepared in mathematics than i ever would have imagined possible. his class is also the only class at MHS that is actually comparable to a college course.

-Mr. Lucier is a super funny guy, and everyone should take as many of his classes as possible. Loosh doesn't want anyone to know it, but he cares about the students quite a bit.

-Not all high school coaches are college level coaches, just like not all high school athletes can compete at the college level. if you have problems with your coach, take it up with him... but don't constantly bitch about them. plus, no matter how bad you think it is, it is much more harsh and embarassing to be cut from the team (especially 2 years in a row... once by Mr. Woodman, who is an amazing coach, and once by Coach Deming, who catches a lot of heat...) trust me, i know, and at the time i would have given anything in the world to be on the team. so try to be thankful that you have been blessed with the opportunity to compete in high school athletics... it's an experience you will never have again, so please don't waste it by having a negative outlook.

-All other faculty are people. they don't volunteer, it's their job. you may not always agree with them, and you might wish that they weren't there at all... but remember, they never asked to have you in their class either, and somehow they are dealing with it.

-College is just around the corner, so try to hang tight and stick it out. sometimes that thought is the only thing that can get you through the tough times (and believe me, i had my fair share of tough times in high school.) if you want another opinion, talk to richie pemberton. richie hated half of high school, but no one would have known it because the thought that he was almost to college ( college = better times) kept him going.

-i'm not saying it's not okay to be discontent, but be confrontational WITH the teachers, not just behind their backs. i got suspended once for a confrontation with Mr. Fleming, but after that, we understood each other a lot better, and now i would go so far as to say that Flem is a good friend of mine. I got rejected from NHS, and i went and talked to every teacher at our school and found out why. it caused a little bit of a bump, but nothing like this whole blog thing (plus it was confined directly to me and the teachers, and no students had a chance to even discuss it with me...nothing more annoying than your peers telling you how to live.)

So that's basically it for now, and i'm sorry if this post made you angry in the least bit, and i'm sorry if you found it cheesy. neither of those things were intended, i just thought maybe a little outside view wouldn't hurt. i also don't mean to be hypocritical, cuz i was the worst in high school... i mean seriously, i was such a whiny asshole and a drama queen (thanks to all the teachers for dealing with me.) so now i'll mind my own business and keep out of yours, but if anyone wants to talk to me, or tell me i'm stupid, or whatever, feel free to post, or e-mail me: sportpreach@hotmail.com if you don't want anyone else to see your opinions of how lame i've become now that i graduated.

Spring Semester

2005-01-20T23:09:00.000-08:00

So i'm at a school of 60 THOUSAND students... Phoenix is 50 miles x 60 miles of solid city here... that's like the far side of livingston to the junction past 3 Forks and then Maudlow to oh, let's say, the buffalo station (for those of you not associated with the gallatin valley's titty bar's, this is out past 4 Corners.) Anyways, here are my classes, and something to show you how interesting they are.

PSY 230: Intro to Statistics
Not much interesting here in the subject matter... it is Psychology Statistics, where we learn what statistics are... (hmmm...those of us who don't know what they are should probably not be in college in the first place...) So we walk in, and up to the front walks Ernest, from the movies like "Ernest Goes to Camp," except he's now about 65 years old... this guy seems kind of nice, but wow, he is a... let me think of an appropriate word... cheesedick. that's perfect. he laughs at his own jokes (and everything he say is a joke, i think.) Unfortunately, no one joins him in his laughter...

which brings me to...

ASB 102: Intro to Cultural and Social Antropology
This is where things get interesting... this is a real college, a Division I university, but sometimes i wonder about the academic quality... last semester, i had a geology class where the teacher said on the first day, "This class is for those of you who have never heard of plate tectonics. " So that was a review of junior high science, which is a joke of a class... but here's where ASB 102 takes the cake. My professor has OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder.) she has some serious ticks: for example, she trails of into a 30 second whisper at the end of every other sentence, and even the people in the front row are unable to hear her... she also says "Okay" after every statement, followed by a short, uncontrollable burst of laughter... i thought this to be strange, but she knows she does it and warned us in advance... but today, i found the most annoying person in the world. This old broad comes into class 30 minutes late, walks across the room in front of the teacher (in mid-sentence) and says "ya, sorry i'm late... oh what with parking decals and..." and so forth for literally 25 seconds. It was damn ridiculous. Anyways, after she finally gets the hint that she needs to take a seat, she comes and sits directly behind yours truly. so the teacher finally gets back on track and begins to tell us about how cultures described as primitive are sometimes seen as inferior, but it's not necessarily so, because it's a matter of opinion whether being more technically advanced is better. Here's a short dialogue of what followed:

OCD Teacher: "So it's really a question of whether you think faster is better. But the ans...."
Interrupting Old Broad: "But that's the way it was with the tsunami..." (not kidding, that's EXACTLY what she said)
OCD: "What?"
I.O.B.: "Those people were so primitive that when they saw the wave coming, they ran for higher ground."
OCD: blank stare (first time i had seen her not having a tick... she was so amazed at how stupid this old broad was)
I.O.B.: "Ya know what i mean, it's all about their technology..."

So old OCD, instead of telling the old broad to shut the hell up, informing her of her stupidity, and threatening her life if she ever interrupted her again (which is what i think she should have done) is totally confused and tries to regain her train of thought, which is apparently very difficult for someone with OCD to do. Finally, she just starts over with what she was saying before the old broad interrupted (side note: The old broad was wearing a one-piece hot pink swimsuit under a pair of high riding wal-mart acid bleached jeans with a scarf, or an old blanket, or maybe a dillapidated old pet, i couldn't quite tell... i guess it was a fitting get-up.)
So, like i said, the teacher ends every comment with "Okay" and a short burst of laughter (not because she's making a joke, i don't think she appreciates humor.) For the rest of the class, every time she giggled, the Old Interrupting Bag/Broad would laugh too, and look at the other people in the room as if they were missing out on a little personal inside joke between her and professor twitch. the teacher gave her these venomous death stares, but the lady just didn't get it. one time she even looked around the class, raised her hands as if in exasperation, and said, "Come on, guys, do you not have a sense of humor, or do you not get it?" At this time, the rest of the class began to turn mutinous, so the teacher (apparently not an idiot) decided to let the class go a little bit early... which everyone did as promptly as possible, with the exception of the Old Bag, who had nabbed some poor freshman girl and engaged her in a conversation about what she had missed when she was late....

So those are two of my classes... and though no one will probably read this, it feels good to write it down... if you do read this, i'm sorry if it bored you, but if you could only have been there... maybe later i'll talk about some other class stories (i have 3 other classes that i haven't even mentioned... what fun!)

For Dave, Since You're Probably the Only Person Who Knows My Blog Exists

2005-01-20T08:45:00.000-08:00

Hey, good job on the ACTs, but i think i got a 33... not to be conceited, i didn't bring it up... plus, both of my tests were taken only once (especially important on SAT's because the composite of your highest verbal and your highest math can be a lot higher than if you just take it once.) anyways, a 32 is very good on your ACTs and hopefully you use that to pay off for some of your college... kinda like me... just had to throw that in cuz i felt like this was kind of a gay, nerdy blog if i didn't throw in some Kody-style sarcastic narcissism...

Flicks

2005-01-19T21:58:00.000-08:00

Well, I guess I'm a follower... top ten movies (as I can think of them right now... I reserve the right to disagree with myself) In no particular order, they currently are:

1) Ray
2) The Lord of the Rings movies
3) Boondock Saints
4) Donnie Darko
5) O Brother, Where Art Thou?
6) Sword in the Stone / Emperor's New Groove (screw off if you want to comment about these)
7) Love Actually
8) Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels / Snatch
9) Finding Neverland
10) To Kill a Mockingbird

Just Starting Up...

2005-01-17T22:57:00.000-08:00

Just had to post so this would show up, but read Sean's blog...