Thursday, September 30, 2004

Parting had never been so easy.

This is going to be my last post here. Apparently, I'm too wordy and serious for anyone to care. I don't care either then.

Moustaches are funny, and I can't be. I get it.

Sorry I wasted any of your time.

Friday, September 24, 2004

And there you have it.

My Grandpa K. passed away yesterday morning at 7:30 am. I guess the whole family was there with him and he looked up and smiled at everyone right before he died. The funeral is on Monday and the viewing is on Sunday. The viewing is going to be very emotional and I am sure that I will cry alot. I am not looking forward to it. I don't have to go back to work until Wednesday because, since I'm a rad county employee, I get 3 paid days for funeral leave. I guess it's cool, but it's not exactly the way I wanted to earn a vacation.

On a lighter note, I got this spam email today. Funniest...subject...ever...

Subject: So Many worthy causes so little time - help someone by making yourself able to give mullion dinghy miami roulette airfare typeset protean anton irrelevant remorseful smell cognizant eucalyptus advance discus bat almanac fraught thing bugle protect decade burglar tress wast symposium schneider afterlife glide

So I say to that, how could ANYONE find the time to contribute to so many worthy causes? Dinghies? Roulette? Airfare? Remorseful smells? My goodness it's hard to be alive these days.
Thought you all would enjoy that one.

Have a nice weekend.

Friday, September 17, 2004

Lighten up, Francis.

When I first saw this picture, it really made me mad.

This year, it seems as though protesters against the current president have gotten treated far more harshly than the upstanding citizens who support Bush. It's understandable, considering how all those people who don't support the current US situation must be unpatriotic terrorists who hate our freedom. Or maybe they might just be ordinary citizens who think that we're all being duped...who knows really? As we all likely know by now, I am not a "Bush Backer". In fact, you could go so far as to say that the Bush administration makes me want to vomit on my own shoes...it makes me full of rage...it makes me want to break the signs of Bush-Cheney supporters. But this is why I wouldn't:

The man in the center is a Bush-Cheney supporter at a Democratic protest. The people around him have broken his sign and are continuing to protest, while the man's daughter cries and holds the remains of the Bush-Cheney sign she held so proudly before.

Despite the fact that the gentleman in the photo and I would probably argue at every turn if we discussed politics, I cannot stand the look on his face. It fills we with shame, sadness, and also compassion every single time I try to look at his expression. He brought his daughter out to support Bush because he thinks that what he knows is right...the people around him think they know, too. Everybody thinks they know.

Those pictures show exactly what the problem is with our country. We have a political WAR going on right now that is causing people to turn on each other like angry children. In the country we live in, we should be able to have differing opinions without people EVER having to make that face. That man may be a businessman, and supporting Bush might be what's right for his family. Whether that's true or not, he and everyone else should still take a look at what the current administration is doing to its people. Negative campaigning, genuine dishonesty, and stubbornness are making people hate one another. It's making people unhappy. It's making people divided. It's making little girls cry about things they should never have to.

This is the sort of thing we can all do without. I guess my point is, if you want to share your political opinions, please do it respectfully. Breaking each other's signs and pulling hair is exactly what they're trying to get us to do...maybe we should all just take a step back, breathe deeply, and remember that we ARE better than that. I know we have all forgotten, but we used to have REAL pride-not the kind that we are being sold right now. Pride should always come with dignity, and it takes a lot more than an American flag on your lapel to accomplish that.

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

Tortuga?



Since I rarely have anything to say anymore, I just thought I'd take a moment to express my love for turtles and tortoises.

Top 10 reasons to love the shelled animals:
  1. They have a house they carry everywhere with them.
  2. They don't really have a "body", just a bunch of goop in a shell.
  3. They can retract into their shell when they're scared...that's really cute.
  4. Tortoises make a little scratching sound when they walk.
  5. Sea turtles have very small babies that cover beaches by the thousands when hatched.
  6. Alligator snapping turtles are living dinosaurs with a cool lure in their mouth.
  7. Tortoises walk so slooooooooow.
  8. Turtles look funny on land, but they swim very nicely when in the water.
  9. They don't really make any noise...just a weird grunt once in a while when eating.
  10. Tortoises don't have teeth so they just sort of gum their food and spit it out repeatedly.

There you have it...10 reasons to like turtles and tortoises. If that doesn't convince you, I don't know what will.

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

Moving is the pits.



We started moving some stuff over this weekend. Books, bookshelves, treadmill, bins of useless junk...it's now gotten to the point where all the items left at our old apartment are necessities for living. I dread the moment when my clothes will be at one place and our bed at another, or the food at one place and the TV at the other. This will inevitably occur soon. I am already tired of moving.

Moving has left me sour for the time being, but my good friend Erin sent me a link to a webpage that I think is one of the funniest things I've ever seen. Back when I was a sophomore in high school, I had a student teacher in my Spanish class. Lots of people thought he was really sexy, and I guess he was in an underwear model sort of way. Upon getting to know him, I realized he was really a big nerd and therefore did not find him intriguing any longer. When all you have to talk about with a guy is Ninja Scroll, you know it's not going to work out...especially when he thinks Ninja Scroll is good.

Anywho, we all had our class photos taken with the student teacher.

The tall guy in the middle is him, and I'm the little unsmiling lovely second to right.

It's funny to see that he still has all those class pictures up on the internet. It's even funnier to see the link to his page that Erin located. You see, we were all right about him being sexy in an underwear model sort of way. In fact, that's pretty much what he is right now. It appears he is also an actor of sorts, in addition to his illustrious teaching career.

Here's a sample from his page:


Yikes! Sort of funny to think that people might be ogling his picture in a magazine and thinking what a major babe he is, when I just remember him as a vaguely amusing, nerdy student teacher with his pants up too high.

Good luck in LA, Mr. Lange!

Thursday, September 02, 2004

So I says to Mable, I says, "Mable...."

We're going to start moving into our new apartment tonight. This makes me so happy that I apologetically have nothing to tell you except that I am happy. Isn't that enough for you people? Sheesh, so needy.

I will tell you, additionally, that the Velvet Teen is really really good. Their new CD Elysium has knocked my very socks off, leaving my feet cold and longing for socks. Soon, I will purchase their older discs, as the Exclusive Company has decided to give into my demands and take interest in their music by stocking it.

It's a great day when you've got a new apartment and a disc by the Velvet Teen. This is the utopia that the communists were searching for.

Have I gone too far?