A Paperless Book

Salary Theorum

2005-12-07T18:44:00.000-08:00

Postulate 1: Knowledge is Power
Postulate 2: Time is Money
Every engineer knows: Power=Work/Time

Since: knowledge=power
then knowledge=work/time
and time=money,
then knowledge=work/money

solving for money: money=work/knowledge

This is a theorum that proves that egnineers and some scientists will never make as much money as salesmen, advertising directors, and/or other meaningless jobs. As money increases, knowledge decreases. as knowledge decreases, money gets further towards infinity, regardless of work...

Dead Trees and Aluminum Poles

2005-08-15T21:17:00.000-07:00

I think that Ive found my favorite style of writing.
Its fairly simple, it involves the amount of DETAIL integrated in each piece of fiction or fact that one may write.
In some writers cases, it seems as though throughout the story, unneeded information is presented to the reader, as an attempt to immerse the reader in the literary world further than the initial story may be able to do. THIS IS A MISTAKE. Certain writers (no offense is meant, I love the stories), such as JRR Tolkien, and Stephen King often put WAY too much detail in their stories. IE, LOTR: throughout the masterpiece, the literature is riddled with the ENTIRE length of hobbit songs, all of which seem irrelevent to the story, and all take up a considerable amount of paper to store! (In addition, without music, its difficult to sing along. Am I right?)
Next is Stephen King, who, while being a fantastic story writer, cant seem to resist describing EVERY error, EVERY misdeed, and EVERY dis-sadisfactory event that ever occured in the main characters (or all secondary characters) lives! I like knowing all the facts, but if what the mother of the protagonist of the story did in bed when she was 14 isnt relevent to the plot, THEN IT SHOULDNT BE PUT INTO THE STORY!!!

Ive found that I am unable to read these types of books, simply because I grow bored of reading mindless pointless "facts." So instead, I read a different style of book.

My favorite authors are those who dont spend TOO much time reminicing on the past, but instead focus on the matters at hand, and dont dwell on the past, unless its proves useful or explainatory to the events in question.
Dan Brown is a good example of this. Ive read all of his books in quick time, not just because they capture the reader, but because I quickly grow interested in the plot, and dont have to worry about useless past information that doesnt relate directly to the story.
Dean Koontz is another good example. Simple reliable storytelling, that doesnt dwell on character past far enough for a reader to lose interest.

This post probably seems either confusing, a large waste of a webpage, both, or one of the above, but there is reason and logic behind this madness!

Think of a dead tree. No leaves, just branches sticking everywhere, and not really intertwining as the tree stops rising. This is how I see DETAILED stories, like those of Tolkien and King. The start is simple, but gets cluttered and confusing as the plot grows.

Now, think of a straight aluminum pole, like that of a metal fence post. This is how I see BEARABLE-TO-READ books, like those of Koontz and Brown. Simple straight forward story telling, from start to finish.

That was the whole point of the article, sorry to disappoint...
just remember dead trees and aluminum poles when ur picking out a book from your favorite author ok?

I'm BACK!!!

2005-08-09T23:26:00.000-07:00

WOW

wow

the past week, has been ...

i dunno...

a week...

I went to ACE camp, at Daniel Webster college, where I learned the basics of flying planes, and some of the more subtle things that pilots must deal with for such things.
The first day was easily the worst...
The thursday b4 i left, I had an small shaving cut on my chin, that couldnt heal properly, cause of the fact that my "chin skin" moves around a lot. So it got infected, and I developed an odd lump on the bottom of my chin, a swolen gland of sorts and "ampitigo"sp on the infected area. Its some sorta easy-to-spread skin infection that looks like a really nasty scab. so i dealt with it for the week. but it gets better!
Along with the lump, and the scabs, I also developed a really sore throat! This was so sore, that I couldnt eat without it feeling like needles were being jabbed into the sides or back of my tongue. It was a horrible feeling, and I lost 12 pounds cause of it! I'm now only 172 lbs, instead of my usual 184! I HATE NOT BEING ABLE TO EAT!
So anyways, back to the good stuff!
Aside from being sick, the week was good, we learned how to fly the local Cessnas, which was WICKED SWEET!
By myself, I did 2 take offs, one landing, and a bunch of random flying around. My instructors showed my partner and I zero-g's when stuff seems to float inside the plane! We also did sideways flips, and stalls, but those werent as awesome.
Other than the actual flying, we playes a lot of volley ball, which is now my 2nd fav sport, next to dodge ball. We also had classes we needed to attend, which was ok, we had some nice teachers. But it was a lot like school.
Also, we went to Imax movies about the space station, and to manchester Airport or tours, but those were REALLY boring.
But all is good, cause the week was awesome, and the end of it was pretty good. Each group was required to perform some sort of skit for the parents, which was embarassing at first, but I got to be one of the major roles, and I had a GREAT time doing it. I think I did fairly well myself...
So on the last day, b4 the skits, my parents came in, and guess who was with them! ANNA CAME ALONG TO SEE ME!!!
It coulnt have been more of a happy day, I was SO happy to just head for home, even though i was really infected. I couldnt eat, and it was getting difficult for me to speak, so the next day, after senior pics, (which went really well, though we forgot to bring extra clothes, (Anna has a terrific smile btw)), we went to the doctors office, where I got some meds that really helped me get better!
So now Im here again... blogging... though I really missed anna, and she really missed me back, and we both showed it earlier today, when we finally kissed again, the first time since I left for camp! cause I couldnt b4, I was too sick, but now im better, and wow. She is an amazing kisser.
Shes the love of my life, and I'm the happiest person on earth to be in such a great relationship with her. Our relationship has 2 sides it seems. The passionate side, where we kiss, and the intellectual side, where we talk. Both of them are absolutely fantastic, and we can survive, if for some reason, one fails, or is unavailable, or w/e. And thats what happened for the last couple o weeks. We couldnt kiss, cause I was sick, and I dont want her to catch it. But we still had the intellectual side to fall back on, so no worries. But now...!... im not sick anymore, and were back on track! I love everything about her, and she really is an amazing girl. We can talk about ANYTHING, or we can kiss, its one or the other, and we're both fine with either outcome.
Ive never been happier writing a blog like this...

Dreams seem to be a good topic...

2005-07-25T22:26:00.000-07:00

HEY! How many ppl have had dreams where theyre self aware of the fact thats they are, in fact, dreaming?
i remember one dream that I had, I think it was the result of my head switching places with my feet on my bed, cause I'm odd like that.... anyway, I was in like a cartoon world. The old black and white cartoons were on at the time, u know, the kind with the tapdancing elephants in stripes and a cane, while a cat tries to sabotage the performance...
I remember, I was just watching as the cat was being evil around the elephant. And it suddenly occured to me, that this wasnt real life, it was a DREAM!!! So I started freaking out, cause my little 7 year old head thought I wasnt gonna be able to escape this evil dream world! So i convinced myself that I will close my eyes, then wake up in my bed...
and It didnt work...
I woke up in my bed, and everything seemed ok, except for the Trex walking by my window...
So i tried again, and found myself in the dark... but it was toooo dark...
So again, I tried to wake up, and I awoke outside of a rock concert and the line was HUGE! I knew it was still a dream, cause a couple of cartoons were on the loose, and their was a teenage conehead waiting in the line.
This went on for what seemed a lot longer than my usual 8 hours of sleep. I eventually awoke in the real world, and I was no longer crying. I was afraid to go back to sleep after that...
But I did, and the dream still haunts me to this day. If ever it occures again, I can usually wake myself out of it...
Thats it.

what is it with dreams?

2005-07-23T23:37:00.000-07:00

I just dont get it.... y do we have them?!?!
I dont understand the point... I seem to have them whenever something stressful or mind boggling is occuring in my life, and I can usally connect the events...
Not anymore
The other day, I had one of those dreams where I was at school... naked...
I was in french class, which I no longer study, with 2 kids from my freshmen health class, and Anna. And for some reason, there was a bathroom stall in the corner! so I went in, then came out without the "essential coverings" (it is at this point of writing the article that i dont know y I'm telling u this on the internet...) And I just sat down, and class started!
That was the whole dream, and I awoke later to find that I had rotated 180 degrees around, so my head was hanging off where my feet normally were...

But thats besides the point...
I just dont understand the dream.
I'm not the type of person who would even consider walking naked into my FRENCH class. and y were those 2 ppl from my old health class there?!?!

Normally, dreams have meaning, or messeges, or something like that, and I can normally identify them... just not this one. Heres one where I can decypher the meaning....

I see myself and my mother in a big open white expanse, like the kind of thing ud find in a scifi movie where the character is lost in their own mind.
My mother is holding my head, and I'm saddened. She knows shes gonna die really soon, and I'm just trying to see her off properly. So we're just spending our time together as nice a son and mother can.
Then I see a valley, more like a ravine actually, like the ones in "the mummy returns." and at the entrance to the valley, was a gate, holding back water.
I see my mom and I again, and the moment of passing is upon us, and the gate holding back the water breaks loose, and the water floods the ravine, and I start to cry for my mom.
I can sorta see the signifigance of this dream, as I've had them before.

But ive also had dreams in which nothing really happens, just really random crap. like this one dream that I've had 3 times, with different variations each time, but the basic plot is the same.

The dream usually goes like this...
Im in a race, like an obstacle course. To my left is a huge waterfall, and straight ahead of me, is a river of liquid sidewalk. After we start, we come up to a turn, which leads to a flooded garbage dump! We have to waddle through the mess to a hill, which leads to another turn, which brings us to a haunted house. I remember, in different variations, that I've entered the house, or Ive' skipped the entire thing, or I ran away and hid. But after the house, is an entire fairground of JUST yellow ferris wheels. And Ive either rode all of them with my pals, ran through them, or skipped it by going around it.
Either way, after the wheels, we have to jump off of the very same waterfall we saw at the begining, and waddle our way back to the starting line.
And every time, I make like 5th place, but I'm treated as though I won the first place prize. then I wake up...

I dont get this dream at all, but its fun to recall it.

I'm sorry that this article isnt going anywhere, but I needed to update, and ur welcome to share and comment!

BAH

2005-07-20T22:52:00.000-07:00

WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TO GET ATTENTION AVERTED TO THIS BLOG?!??!?!
IT SEEMS TO ME THAT EVERYONE ELSE, WITH EXEPTION OF MY SELF, ANNA, AND ALLY ALLY IN FREE, JUST DOESNT READ MY BLOG!!! WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO, START POSTING PORN!?!?! i wont do that, btw, i'm better than that. IF ANYONE OUT THERE CAN MAYBE GIVE ME IDEAS, OR QUESTIONS THEYD LIKE TO SEE ANSWERED, THEN COME TO ME! JUST ASK AWAY IN COMMENT, AND I'LL TURN IT INTO A POST!!!
IS THAT REALLY SOO HARD?!?!?!

So what about the rest of u?!?!

2005-07-12T22:55:00.000-07:00

is it jsut me, or is no one else reading my blogs?!? It seems like only Legionaire and Anna are reading my posts, on either blog, Aside from the occasional Ally Ally in free. Now I'm grateful for all comments, but I cant tell how many other ppl are out there who maybe reading my stuff. I know there are several types of site meters and things that record data for websites, such as the number of ppl that viewed the page, but those dont seem to work for me...
i know that I'm prolly just asking for trouble here, but if there is ANYONE out there that reads my blog(s) and doesnt comment, please, Please, PLEASE comment just this once! Just so I know that other ppl r out there who care!!!

Les Demoiselles d'Avignon

2005-07-07T21:37:00.000-07:00

Look at this picture. What does it consist of in its most simplist of forms? An anagram will tell you. Re-organize all of the letters of the title, and you get Three words which describe this painting perfectly. No offense to art lovers, but its kind of an insult...

Vile Meaningless Doodles

There you go! Dont believe me? Check for youself then.

What are we?

2005-07-06T23:28:00.000-07:00

See if u can fully answer that question...

Its not a trick question, in point of fact, its the simplest, most honest question I've ever asked.
As human beings, what are we? what are we here for? and are we doing what we're supposed to be doing?
Each and every person on the face of the planet Earth, is fortunately completely blissfully unaware, of what their existence is in the whole of the universe.
We are little tiny, uncivilized, unintelligent carbon based meat bags, in which each meat bag is constantly stuggling to prove its supperiority over every other meat bag in its environment. Nearly every lifeform on this big, green, wet, rock of stardust is always looking for simple, reliable, illdeserved power, which they can exploit, and abuse, to gain more of it.
High payed executives, who are constantly roaring around the cities through their cell phones never stop for a second, and contemplate their existence, never understand that the dish detergent ad they're trying to sell, or their new revelation in budget cuts, MEANS NOTHING!!!
In the grand scheme of life, the universe, or anything, what purpose is that executive serving? what reason does he/she have to go on doing it? What drives them to further push these papers, or punch those number, each and EVERY day?!?!
I believe its the illusion of safety and power that is gained with every transaction of their product or service, regardless of how it can benefit Earth, or mankind.
The executives previously mentioned are not the only people who are unaware of these facts.
I've heard the phrase, "live each day as though it were your last..." many times over the course of my teenage life. Stop and think about how many people, INCLUDING the people who support, and spread that saying ACTUALLY FOLLOW IT!!!
Its not that those people are UNABLE to follow it, but following this belief is like removing the keystone to an archway, the entire structure, and the whole foundation, are shaken, and thrown to the ground. If one was to follow this ideal, then their false sense of security, and power would be just that; FALSE
Its not the persons fault. The fault lies with society as a whole, in which every member wishes to restrict the rest in such a way, so that they may gain power while abiding to the rules that were set down, while the rest of society perishes in the presumed chaos.
People are not happy, and it is because of these restrictions. These "laws" were created to further restrict powerless and "happy devoid" people from ever gaining said power, or from ever becoming happy. This allows the powers that be to indulge in their our pelf, and power, while holding everyone else right where they want them... below them.

In case the reader hasnt already guessed, I'm slamming goverment a lot in this article, because I believe that it is government in general that has allowed the human race to be so corrupted.

So anyway, back on topic. There is hardly a person on this rock that does anything worth doing for the sake of reason, or purpose. Sure, many people have reached out, and believe that they have found some guide to life that allows them to be at peace, and helps them accept the lack of power that they could receive. (I.E. religion) ((and this article is by no means, insulting or disregarding any beliefs of religion that exist))

The human race has no purpose any longer. What once were villages of people, helping one another to survive, is now a vast collection of self important egomaniacs who dont seem to care about others.
A student that gets an A on a history exam feels good, and receives a small boost in self respect, and worth. Good for them. But what purpose does that serve in Life? Where would that student EVER need the knowlege of past wars and cultures, in the future? Is it because they might be able to join a better college education? If so, that road only leads to corruption and self importance, which is exactly where we SHOULDNT go. Or is the student happy, because of the fact that he/she has done better than other students, thus making he/she believe that he/she is superior when compared to their fellow meatbags?

Well, I feel this is enough for now, as I am tired. I shall wait to hear many comments before I continue on...

What do you think?

2005-06-20T20:23:00.000-07:00

Is it just me, or it my new profile picture really REALLY creepy?
(for those of you who dont know me, I dont look like that...)

"CUTE"

2005-06-19T09:32:00.000-07:00

I have a list of three words. These words, are all words that I despise. The least hated word, is "tall," because Ive always been told by adults how "tall" Ive become since they last saw me. Most of these types of adults, are freinds of the family, whom I havent seen since I was like 12. OF COURSE IM TALLER NOW!!!
The most hated word in my list, is "moist." I have no real dispute or ongoing distaste for the word, and I never hear it in normal life. But I hate the word, I dont like the way it sounds...
Its the word in between that should concern the readers, as I named the title of this post after the cursed word. In case you havent noticed, or are too lazy to look at the title again, the word it "cute."
I have several reasons why I despise this word. Mostly, its because I hear this word EVERYWHERE, and the subject to which I hear this word, has lately been around me.
The nurses at work keep calling me cute whenever I answer a question or say something with a scandalous hint of sarcasm, or humor. The nurses also believe that Anna and I are cute together, and that we should go out (we havent told anyone at work, so they still think we're just freinds, but somehow, they all know, residents and nurses. But thats another story...).
I dont receive compements very well, so when I'm called cute, by anyone, I dislike it... a lot. But being the decent human being I am, I have to accept the complement in silent hatred, while making a joke about it, so the complementor feels good about what they just said.
Anna also hates the word cute, so I feel like its my duty, as her boyfriend, to also hate it, regardless as to whether or not she cares.
So there you go, Tall, Cute, and Moist. The three worst words in the english language.
(in my opinion)

PHI

2005-06-03T23:43:00.000-07:00

Phi is a number, pronounced like fee. It is the number 1.618. This odd little number, is thought to some, as the divine proportion. In other words, this planet, and every living thing on it, seems to revolve around it. Heres how, take a measuring tool, and measure from your shoulder, to your elbow, then from your elbow to the tips of your finger. Divide the larger number (the elbow-finger) by the smaller (the shoulder-elbow), and you should get 1.618 as an answer.
Now measure from the top of your head, to your waistline, then from your waistline, to your feet. Repeat the process, and calculate, you should get 1.618.
Now try elbow to wrist, then wrist, to fnger tips.
Now try your finger joints.
Each time, it should be 1.618, a ratio that has determined the appearance and stature of all life on this planet.
Now for something else, as an example of Phi in nature, find a nautilus shell, and do the calculations for the diameter of one spyral and the diameter of the preceeding spiral. 1.618!
The fibinacci sequence, 1 1 2 3 5 8 13 21 34 55 89 144 etc, where each number is the sum of the prior two numbers, is also a phi related sequence. As you move up the sequence, divide one number by the previous number in the sequence, ie. 55/34, you will get approxamatlly, 1.618, after rounding. And the pattern continues, forever on and on, honoring Phi.
Just thought I could provide some actual facts for once... thanks for checking in!

Another View

2005-05-28T00:00:00.000-07:00

This is an exerpt from the biography of Douglas Adams, a literary genius, God rest his soul. To fully understand the following, start reading a book or magazine right now...

...you are reading a book, a rectangular block of laminated wood pulp. Some huge vegetable, probably grown in a Scandinavian monoculture where no birds sing, has been harvested so that its fibre can be chemically and mechanically treated to make paper. Oil-based pigment has been squeezed onto the paper by machines. The resulting black marks are intended to convey information using an invention, language, so creative that it can generate sentences like this one which has probably never been writen before in the history of the species. With luck you will still find it intelligible. If the wood-pulp tree were still standing, you'd want to lean against it.
In terms of quantum physics, you and the book are mostly empty space consisting of infinitesimally tiny nuclei surrounded by clouds of electrons whizzing around in (relative to the nucleus) hugely distant and ultimately unknowable orbital clouds that nevertheless can only possess discrete values. The nuclei contain still smaller components, and their numbers determine what you're made of. All but the very lightest elements in your bady were synthesized in the thermonuclear hearts of stars and blasted into the universe by explostion. You're at the bottom of a gravity well of a planet that is moving at nineteen miles a second around its solar central heating unit that is one star of about a hundred billion in the local system. Gravity is - by millions of orders of magnitude - the weakest of all the binking forces of the cosmos, but it weighs heavily oin you because you're so tiny compared to the mass of our planet. What's more, you're living in a thin envelpe of dangerously reactive gases. You don't give this a moment's thought because, of course, you know all this is normal...

Toothpicks

2005-05-26T19:03:00.000-07:00

We as a human society, can no longer function as efficiently as we used to in the age of the caveman. Everything was perfect during that age, but now society is corrupt, polluted with technology, power, abuse and dislike for everything that occupies the same planet, upon which, everyone of us has the same ambitions and abilities as everyone else. But since the age of cavemen, human beings have recieved pointless power, and destructive individuality.
The reader at this point might be curious as to what this has to do with the title, so I'll explain now.
As proof of corrupt society, I say, "Look to the Toothpicks." read the following... you might be able to read this on a box of toothpicks as well...
1)Hold stick near center of its length.
2)Moisten pointed end in mouth.
3)Insert in tooth space, blunt end next to gum.
4)Use gentle in-out motion
It seems to me, that any civilization that has so far lost its head as to need to include a set of detailed instructions for use in a package of toothpicks, is no longer a civilization in which I can live and stay sane. Earth has become so polluted by stupidity, that it's inhabitants have been driven completely bonkers.
It is because of this idea that I change my name to Harpsichord the Sane.

Y on Earth do we have cancel buttons on toasters?!?!

2005-05-26T18:56:00.000-07:00

NO seriously! Why would ANYONE require the use of a CANCEL BUTTON on a TOASTER?!?!
I just dont understand! If anyone making breakfast decides at a random point during the initial toasting, that they feel as though they dont actually want toast, then they think to hard, about the simplest things!!! ITS JUST TOAST!!! There isnt a lot of thought processes that go into the decision of lightly burning condensed wheat! Its either, "sure, some toast would be swell," or "na, i dont need toast today." What kind of a person would just change their mind about the importance of their toast that suddenly?!?! Not even people who suffer from Bipolar disorder would need to change their mind that fast!!! ITS ONLY BREAKFAST!!! IF IT WERE THAT IMPORTANT, NO ONE WOULD BE EATING THE CONDENSED WHEAT, BUT INSTEAD BE FORCED TO CHOKE DOWN PROTEIN PILLS AND ENERGY DRINKS AND THE LIKE!!!!!
(sorry, I needed to rant, I hate the cancel button, and I just cant believe that someone would go along with it.........)

How to Fly

2005-05-26T18:48:00.000-07:00

There is a way the average person can fly. There is an art, or more of a knack, to flying.
The knack lies in learing how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.
I suggest, pick a nice day, and try it.
The first part is easy:
All it requires is simply the ability to throw yourself forward with all your weight, and the willingness not to mind that it's going to hurt.
That is, it's going to hurt if you fail to miss the ground.
Most people fail to miss the ground, and will fail to miss it faily hard.
Clearly, it is this second part, the missing, which presents the difficulties.
One problem is that you have to miss the ground accidentally. It's no good deliberately intending to miss the ground because you won't. You have to have your attention suddenly distracted by something else when you're halfway there, so that you are no longer thinking about falling, or about the ground, or about how much it's going to hurt if you fail to miss it.
It is notoriously difficult to prize your attention away from these three things during the split second you have at your disposal. Hence most people's failure, and their eventual disillusionment with this exhilarating and spectacular sport.
If, however you are lucky enough to have your attention momentarily distracted at the crucial moment by, say, a gorgeous pair of legs, or a bomb going off in your vicinity, or by suddenly spotting an extremely rare species of beetle crawling along a nearby twig, then in your astonishment you will miss the ground completely and remain bobbing just a few inches above it in what might seem to be a slightly foolish manner.
This is a moment for superb and delicate concentration.
Bob and float, float and bob.
Ignore all considerations of your own weight and simply let yourself waft higher.
Do not listen to what anybody says to you at this point because they are unlikely to say anything helpful.
They are most likely to say something along the lines of "Good God, you can't possibly be flying!"
It is vitally important not to believe them or they will suddenly be right.
Waft higher and higher.
Try a few swoops, gentle ones at first, then drift above the treetops breathing regularly.
DO NOT WAVE AT ANYBODY
When you have done this a few times you will find the moment of distraction rapidly becomes easier and easier to achieve.
You will the learn all sorts of things about how to control your flight, your speed, your manuverability, and the trick usaully lies in not thinking too hard about whatever you want to do, but just allowing it to happen as if it were going to anyway.
You will also learn about how to land properly, which is something you will almost certainly screw up, and screw up badly, on your first attempt.
Good luck.
I have managed to achieve the all important moment of distraction once, while jumping into a pool. Upon nearly touching the water, I noticed a dead bat floating out of the filter. This of course made me think of my little sister, who was currently in the pool and hadn't noticed the bat yet. My mind was set on not freaking her out while simultaneously getting her out of the pool. It was then I realized I had yet to splash into the water but was simply hovering there, without any cats or toast in sight! Once I realized this, I hit the water...
My sister and I were fine, by the way.
Information on this section is based on theories of Douglas Adams

FYI

2005-05-23T15:04:00.000-07:00

Hey, this is for all the regular people who read my blog (all 907 of you, you know who you are), and this post is to inform all of you that I will be creating another blog site of my own in the short future which will act as my personal journal. I wish I could posts more articles on this blog in short amounts of time, but, that just isnt the case. If new material reaches me, I will still update this blog, but for everyday that I dont have article material, I can at least write in my new blog about everyday life... A link to my new site should be posted soon, once I actually create it...
TTYL ;)

Death

2005-05-16T20:10:00.000-07:00

afterlife, annihilation, bereavement, casualty, cessation, curtains, darkness, decease, demise, departure, destruction, dissolution, downfall, dying, end, ending, eradication, eternal rest, euthanasia, exit, expiration, extermination, extinction, fatality, finis, finish, future home, grave, grim reaper, heaven, loss, mortality, necrosis, obliteration, oblivion, paradise, parting, passing, passing over, quietus, release, repose, ruin, ruination, silence, sleep, termination, tomb, un

This are the synonyms of death, to take the edge off of the "bliss" post. I'm not sure I really like this post. . . sorry. . .

Bliss

2005-05-16T20:05:00.000-07:00

Bliss. Cloud Nine. Elation. Euphoria. Exaltation. Happiness. Heaven. Joy. Love Nest. Luxury. Marriage. Paradise. Peace of Mind. Pleasure. Rapture. Satisifaction. Transport. Utopia. Zest.

What do all these words have in common? Read the title, their all synonyms of the word bliss. Its life in general.
Bear with me, I'm really happy.

Me

2005-05-11T20:17:00.000-07:00

If you took a couple of David Bowies and stuck one of the David Bowies on top of the other David Bowies, then attached another David Bowie to the end of each of the arms of the upper of the first two David Bowies and wrapped the whole business up in a dirty beach robe you would then have something which didn't exactly look like me, but which those who know me would find hauntinly unfamiliar. The fact of the matter is, I have been driven insane by the jetlag, the trip to Italy, and the lack of electronics over the past few weeks. The only thing that's keeping me from twitching on the floor right now is the fact that I am in a relationship with one of the best people ever (love u Anna). So after all this waiting, all you (you being the poor defensless reader) have to read is some lame random article that states that I am unbearably happy...
Thanks for listening!

Random Quotes

2005-05-11T02:24:00.000-07:00

"Life is like a peaked out electronic raspberry sundae with peanuts..."
-Anonymous

"Have you ever noticed how the word 'horticulture' is so unlike the word 'asparigus'?"
-Tim R

"Or like how the word 'histogram' is so unlike the word 'chili-dog'?"
-Also Tim R

"If at first you don't succeed, then skydiving is not for you..." (my favorite)
-Geoff Wood, and Anna

"Love as if you have never loved before"
-Anna (sort of)

"Yesterday is history and tomorrow is a mystery, and today is a gift, which is why it's called the present."
-Anonymous

"When success turns your head, you're now facing failure"
-The Salada Teabag Corporation

"Domo Arigato Mr. Roboto"
-???

"Wink wink, Nudge nudge, say no more say no more, a nod is as good as a wink to a blind bat, eh squire?"
-Monty Python

"Follow your bliss"
-Anonymous

"I''m p-paralyzed with happiness!"
-The Great Gatsby

This is Life

2005-05-11T02:21:00.000-07:00

As I had mentioned before, life is like a grapefruit. It's sotr of orangy-yellow and dimpled on the outside, wet and squidgy in the middle. Its got pips inside, too. Oh, and some people have half a one for breakfast.
Wasn't quite expecting this were you?!
Oh well, sorry, this is the best interpretation I have for you.

This is government

2005-04-26T16:40:00.000-07:00

One of the major problems (for there are many) with governing people is that of whom you get to do it; or rather of who manages to get people to let them do it to them.
To summarize: it is a well-known fact that those people who must want to rule people are, ipso facto, those least suited to do it.
To summaraixe the summary: anyone who is capable of getting themselves made President should on no account be allowed to do the job.
To summarize the summary of the summary: People are a problem.
And so this is the situation we find: a succession of Presidents who so much enjoy the fun and palaver of being in power that they very rarely notice that they're not.
And somewhere in the shadows behind them-who?
Who can possible rule is no one who wants to do it can be allowed to?

Popularity

2005-04-18T15:19:00.000-07:00

Hi there, this article is more for the antisocial teens than for anyone else.
Ok, here it goes. Popularity is nothing to base a lifestyle around. I've known since days of old that there will always be people in my age group who appear more succesful than that of myself. And I have learned since then that the idea of popularity is worth nothing.
In terms of friendships, why should anyone have lots and lots of friends when all a person really needs is a select few. If the friendship is that good, that's all anyone should ever need instead of too many unneeded, similar ones.
Generally, "unpopular" individuals may feel as though they are missing something vital to popularity that someone else has. In other words, the "unpopular" ones are jealous of something that someone else (a "popular" person) may have. And as a result of this, they may feel "unpopular" compared to everyone else, like they dont know as many people as "popular" people.
This is untrue. A normal individual may know just as many, or even more people than popular people.
To sum up, popularity is an idea targeting "antisocial" individuals, that is entirely based off of said individual's socialism.
So the next time you wish you could be someone else, don't. There's no reason to do so, all you have to do is be a bit less quiet!
Authors note: this is in no way to offend anyone. This article is to tell the reader how I feel about popularity

Transportation? Ha!

2005-03-24T20:10:00.000-08:00

There is a problem with transportation here on Earth. The problem I think, is that the key issue lies with cars. The disadvantages involved in pulling lots of black sticky slime from out of the ground (where it had been safely hidden out of harm's way), turning it into tar to cover the land with, smoke to fill the air with and pouring the rest into the sea, all seemed to outweigh the advantages of being able go get more quickly from one place to another-particularly when the place you arrived at had probably become, as a result of this, very similar to the place you had left,
i.e., covered with tar, full of smoke, and short of fish.
This is just a small issue that has been swimming through my head lately.