I am still waiting for the games from Gamefly. They usually don't take that long to get here. So, gameless I am bored. I was surfing around and found some interesting things, so this entry will be a short link entry pretty much. I was looking on Fark and found these links. First, here is a cool link that explains what causes someone to be left handed and why there are more right handed people than left handed people. Next is a nice bit of info. JK Rowling announced the name of the next book. And for the nerd in us all, here is how to parallel park. Discuss amongst yourselves. Ok, i am going to see what I can do to busy myself.
Shelob decided to take a little walk today.
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Now she is in front of the shower, and I am not bathing until she moves.
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So...
I am reading The Fabric of the Cosmos by Brian Greene and it is quite an interesting read. Hardcore physics for the literature fan as it were. I have been enjoying myself with it, but it is hard to read more than 30 pages at a time with how heavy it can get. Not incomprehensible, just a lot to take in at once. I think he is a fan of The Simpsons. He mentions them just about every other page. Other things, Joel and I saw Shrek 2 (electric boogaloo) this afternoon. Man, that movie is funny. Puss in Boots is a very cool character, but there was a lack of Dragon, very disappointing.
Eddie Murphy, stop being a pansy and do some stand-up damn it! Who cares that you are a family man now? Did you see Haunted Mansion? Damn!!! Stop your whining and get back to where you need to be. Fuck!
My sister-in-law came to me today and asked me if I had any Wierd Al Yankovic cds. Tears came to my eyes and I said that it was time. I gave her the cd that i had and also handed her UHF. My girl, you are wise beyond your years. It is so nice when they are already cool and you don't have to prod them in the right direction.
A mini-rant that I want to go on....C2 from Coke. Yeah half the carbs and calories than regular Coke. There is something that has no carbs or calories and from what I have heard tastes the same way, it's called Diet Coke. I don't know if you have heard of it, but it is revolutionary. You know what would be really cool. If Diet Coke used Splenda. Splenda is good. That's it really. Out for now.
I was 15, frumpy and shy. Kristyn was 16, had dark eyeliner, and a fiery temper. I lead her to a place of innocence she never knew and she allowed me to glimpse a place of “right now” I was too afraid to go into. Her chipped fingernail polish and ring clad finger beckoned me to her in the midst of high school angst all because of a field where a girl spit in a boy’s face. The boy was the reason she called me. She had to know more about him and I was the only one who had the resources. Think of that, something I had that no one else did. The boy became irrelivent as time progressed. We needed each other. I needed the irratic fire and she needed the safety of water near by to put her out when things got a little out of control. She saw herself in me, or perhaps the potential of herself in me and she did not want me to turn out like she had. He biggest fear, she confided to me one night, was that I would make the same mistakes she did.
Nights became filled with jokes, literature, and VCRs. When I turned 16 I got a car for my birthday. I told her this and she yelled at her mother that her UNDERCLASSMEN friend had received a car and, her being a year ahead of me, could be The Walrus but she would still have to bum rides off of people. We were in Algebra 2 class together and made a very famous puppet show of Archemedes and his inventions. We thought ourseleves quite clever with our sock puppets with their taped on hair provided by Kristyn’s recent haircut by my mother. We got a 100 on that project, probably the highest grade either of us had ever received in a math class of any kind. Literary minds do not do well with numbers other than the ones of the telephone variety. She would escape to my house when she could and we would drive around singing the national anthem at the top of our lungs and stay up all night eating blueberry muffins, cold fried chicken, and potato salad. She went to college briefly and by the time I finished high school she figured out, a few breakdowns later, that college was not for her, I on the other hand gone and decided in my freshman stupidity to go to Texas. When I left her whole world flipped upside down. She went crazy for lack of a better explanation. I received mail and postcards and calls and she helped keep me sane in the insane world I had entered into. Many tearful nights later I returned home permanently and she righted herself as much as she could and we were back to Jessica and Kristyn. It was at this point she started teaching me more than she probably knew. She taught me how to express my feelings on paper and to not care what other people think and to stand up for myself and the people that I love.
I became her regular beer wench and she would drink and I kept her company and drove her to the store for more beer and cigarettes or home from this bar or to that bar. She taught me to be bold when it came to guys. I had a fear of rejection, as most people do, but the worst that could happen, she pounded into my head, was that they say no. We were at our favorite bar and this spikey haired dream came in. He was broody and cute and damn I wanted to just talk to him. Kristyn kept telling me to do it, go, go and talk to him. I procrastinated and procrastinated and she finally looked at me and said, “If you don’t, I will,” and she got off her stool.
“No. I’ll go,” and I did and I talked to him and invited him to a poetry reading we were having at the bar later that week and chatted him up. I had never done that before. I didn’t ask him out, I just talked to him and he was receptive. It felt great! She and I to this day have this bond. I can get into her armour when no one else could. I can sit and talk to her for hours while she is on the computer and I am sitting behind her and we both are content to just stay like that until we either fall asleep, run out of cigarettes, or run out of beer. She can call me up and say two words and I know exactly what she is talking about. We can take multiple road trips together and entertain ourselves and not be worn out or tired of each other by the time we reach the destination whether it be Birmingham, AL or Columbus, MS. We have this link, a certain sympatico. I could say that she might know me better than I know myself sometimes. She is the coolest person I know because of all of this and more: her wit, the way her eyes light up when she gets presents, her laugh, and the way she cusses constantly about anything and everything. Kristyn, you are the coolest person I know, and those are the reasons.
I have been sleeping a lot lately. I get enough rest. I go to bed around 10:30 p.m. or 11:00 and then proceed to sleep until 9:30 or 10:00 a.m. That is way too much sleep. Perhaps I am depressed. Perhaps I have too much time on my hands (which I do). I don't know what to do though. I have no motivation to do anything. To illustrate how low I have sunk, the highlight of my morning is watching the two episodes of Saved By the Bell that come on TBS at 11:00. I could read or write during these extended periods of time I have to myself, and I have been reading, but writing is the furthest thing in my mind. BAH!
I finished reading the Age of Apocolypse run of The X-Men comics. Damn that was a dark series. The stories (and there are a lot of them) are intricate and interesting. The penciling, with the exception of a couple of issues, was excellent. I have an Orsen Scott Card book that I am in the middle of that I would like to finish. That will probably be done by the middle of next week since I have to work tomorrow which would normally be prime reading time depending on what Joel and I end up doing. Work this afternoon is slow. The occassional rude kid spices things up, but mostly all is quiet. It is quite hot outside, too. I think this summer is going to be the summer from Texas (normally it would be the summer from hell, but since Texas and hell are the same thing the words are interchangable). That's it for now. Later...
The last couple of weeks have been a blur of missing and wanting and being occupied. Joel went out of town last week for his job. He had to go to Ohio, 850 miles away from here. Another time zone, another climate, a place with more than 2 varieties of trees. It was hard at first, I don’t like to be far from him for an extended period of time, but I happen to have awesome friends who kept me entertained and occupied which is more helpful than they will ever know. The week before that was a wind down from the summer vacation frenzy that is Disney World and Universal Studios. I went with Joel and his family (his mom, dad, and sister) and friends of the family (Steve, Sandy and their daughter Katie who is a friend of Joel’s sister Hilary). Joel and I had a blast. It was fun, hot, but fun. It is nice that we got to do our own thing for the most part. We only had to take the ever-giggling girls to Universal the one day we were there. It was fun. Hilary and Katie are very cool to hang around, even with the 10 year difference.
Recent things:
Joel and I saw Chronices of Riddick Saturday. I was surprised at how good it was. I was prepared for a mindless Vin Diesel kicking ass type of movie. It looked good, there was a plot and the plot was well done and executed. The seeing of the movie prompted the purchase of Pitch Black and The Chronicles of Riddick: Dark Fury animated movie done by Peter Chang, he did the Animatrix short “Matriculated” and Aeon Flux from the liquid television days. Dark Fury bridges the gap between Pitch Black and The Chronicles of Riddick. Yet to view Dark Fury, but I am sure it will be watched tonight.
In other things: I purchased a working turn table and I love it. It was just sitting there all unused at the thrift store and it was only $20 so it became mine. I then accompaied my friends Stephen and Leah to a very cool record shop and bought a couple Davis Bowie records (The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust, Space Oddity, Alladin Sane, and Diamond Dogs) along with a Monty Python Record (Monty Python’s Previous Record). I was quite happy with my purchases. Joel already had a couple of records that he had yet to listen to like NIN Pretty Hate Machine, Alice in Chains Jar of Flies, and DJ Vodim U.S.S.R. The Art of Listening. The latter is actually nice, good beats to chill out or work to. We also raided out parents record collection and received Jimi Hendrix, Otis Redding, Three Dog Night, The Beatles, Richard Pryor, and George Carlin to just name a few off the top of my head.
Oh, I wanted to share this picture with all.
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This is Shelob, she lives in our closet. She took down that moth and ever since then we pretty much let her do whatever she wants. We will live in harmony with her as long as she lives in harmony with us. That’s a quarter by her so we could show scale. She’s a big spider. She comes out to look around every now and then. She hasn’t killed anything as massive as that moth since that picture was taken, but I am sure she is quite healthy. I shall leave with that. Later…
I don't want to go off on a rant here....
but there is currently legislation being considered for a new rating system for movies. Fox News, the reputable journalism site that it is, (conservatively speaking) reports that lawmakers are trying to pass legislation that would cause movies that depict smoking to get an "R" rating. You know what? That pisses me off. If they do that then they should not depict eating or fat people on screen. Obesity is the new killer, so there should at least be a warning before food or someone of stout stature comes on screen. Warning: chick from The Practice is about to come into the frame. Eating excessivey can cause multiple chins, large ass, heart problems, looks similar to this woman, and possibly death. Eat with caution
We all know how bad smoking is for our health, but people do it anyway. I used to smoke. I quit and I feel better for it, but it doesn't mean that I have to go around telling people not to smoke. I figure everyone has their own reasons and if they didn't really want to smoke, they wouldn't. The lawmakers are worrying about teens and young people picking up smoking from the movies. Hey, lawmakers, there are people that help teens and young people figure things out. Yeah, they are called parents. Why don't you start implimenting things like family planning and sex education so stupid fuckers don't have children. More than that, why don't we have some sort of universal health plan so that we can get free birth control when we want it and good care when we are sick? But that is a different rant all together.....