half ton of TNT

i am extremely tired of school. I want to be done. It wants to take all my efforts, and I'm sick of it taking all my time. If it wasn't for school, I could do more things that I enjoy. I do not enjoy school. Well, make that piano. I feel pulled in so many directions. Two different schools and education objectives. A couple of different jobs. and there are social responsibilities. I am so angry at school. School school, please go away. Never come again. and then go even farther away.

i bought a new vacuum

no, cause i don't have any carpet in my house. that would be silly, gosh.

but think about this, why are we busy all the time? why do we always have something to do, somewhere to be, another thing to strike off our list?

bills, maybe.


let me put this forth. it is because we don't know how to be bored, or fill a vacuum of time. typically, sunday afternoons are a lull in the work week. we don't have the business of the week to keep our minds away from our lack of imagination. and so what do we do? we find something: naps, homework, reading my blog. instead, maybe try using your imagination.

if you are looking for a good book over a break, check out Man's Search For Meaning by Viktore Frankl. it's a view of a man who survived the concentration camps. he is a psychologist in logotherapy. very interesting views and commentary.

also, if you ever read back in school; 'The Giver' by Lois Lowery, it is now a trilogy. eat it up.

5 childhood books i can remember

• 3 little pigs, extended version
• The big red barn
• Ranger Don
• a cloth book of nursery rhymes
• The Boxcar children
  

hahaha, it's sooo funny

yah, everyone likes it. i mean, that's what i have striven for. and so have millions of other people. when i got up this morning, it put a smile on my face. cause i knew that i was doing it. just like you.


we are working for the man.

what? i thought we just finished some hipster semi-intellectual institution that really, you know, just opened our minds. we saw what everyone one else before had done, and we weren't going to let that happen to us.


but

we were too lazy. man, that first year out of college was hard. we needed to find a place to call home outside of the dorm room that i shared a bathroom with 3 other people. my meals had always been prepared in the caf. now we look forward to going to the caf because we have no idea how to cook something other than ramen. and man, i am so happy that they came out with a lighter color of brown salt to put in those flavor packets, cause i knew one day i was going to be done with beef flavor.

then i met this really awesome girl, and i couldn't think with anything other than my crotch and now i'm looking for health insurance. and guess who offers that? the man. man, the man is the man, man. so now i'm at the entry level graveshift so i can eat that other flavor of ramen on my lunchbreak cause i don't have enough money.

point of it all, no one is looking to work for the man, but because we make some bad decisions we are trapped in a cycle that we succumb to in hopes that our children will be able to escape it. so don't spit in disgust at him, he had dreams just like you.

freedom


i would like to say tonight that knowledge is freedom. along with power, knowledge is the freedom to make a choice. the freedom to say something pertinent. the freedom to be informed. the freedom to know both sides of a argument. the freedom to ignore advice. the freedom to accept council. the freedom to share wisdom.


things are getting better.


anybody know of a recording studio that is looking to pay their interns?
just thought i'd try.

5 favorite things about the internet
you can learn anything
someone is always wrong
the common collective is strong
it is always on
it is free

google life

Google + Life = Loogle


i could have went with Glife, but that is such a copy. and this sounds like loogy.


anyway, this is super cool. google has teamed up with Life magazine to scan pictures that no on has seen. right now, there are 2 million of them, but when it is finished, there will be 10 million. if you want some cool pictures to look at, i would start here.

say it takes about 3 seconds to look at a picture, that would be 60 million seconds, or 100000 minutes or ~1666.67 hours or ~694.44 days or 1.90132588 years. (years calculation done by google)

tomorrow, i swear

just a picture for today.


odd that the less time you spend writing something, the less you have to say.

killing buzz like bees

okay, so your kid wants to be an astronaut. and you're like; hey, my kid(s) are the greatest thing since barack obama. they can do whatever they want. so i decided to post some guidelines on how to prepare your kids for such and awesome career!

step 1: buy a van. it has to be old.

step 2: take the owners manual and translate it into Russian.

step 3: tell your kid the van is a space station. their job is to rotate the tires.

step 4: sink the van in your pool, hand them the manual, and a balloon full of air.

Go Get 'Em, Junior

helter skelter

everybody to the election!

so what are the intertubes going to clog with after the election?

i know, conspiracy theories about how the race was biased! or so many people weren't counted!


i'm just going to protest either way.

shattered glasses

man, i don't do enough. hahahz.


my 5 current dreams,
to find happiness and love in serving

to find success in work

to be at peace with whom i've become

to seek understanding in everything

to overcome pain

i broke my tape deck

actually, i'm going to add extra inputs to my tape machine. it will still only be 4 tracks though. but then i will dump it to ProTools HD and layer it. ftw.


anyway,
so today during church, i was having a thought experiment with the guy sitting beside me. He had some physical proof of a fact. I said, well, what if i rip it up and write down my own physical proof of another fact, that would make mine the fact. and he didn't get it. he couldn't refute my phsycial proof except by what he had in his head. i was kinda bummed that he didn't do better.

out of eden

okay my christian music listeners, this isn't about how i saw an out of eden concert. i just think was thinking about the concept of being out of eden. and i'm not going to really expand on that thought, because that will influence yours.

So, if this tree is 9550, how does this fit it?

time to begin again random endings!!!


top 5 favorite ways to end a night:
with milk and cookies

being home after a long day at work

with intellectual discourse

talking to my family

running