my baby sister grace had her first birthday party a few weeks ago. this kid is unbelievable.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
a statement made by one who should have been in bed hours ago.
so, im thinking that this post will be largely unitellagable, and perhaps just downright stupid.
Im ready for all possible equations.
that being said, i'd preffer not to have to fight.
THAT being said, i've been sharpening my knives of late.
mostly because next weekend is camping.
Ahh, Tripoli. I wish Ben and Mel would join us, but they have theyre reasons not to.
Peace be unto you all, and unto me, and mine.
so long, fuckers.
Im ready for all possible equations.
that being said, i'd preffer not to have to fight.
THAT being said, i've been sharpening my knives of late.
mostly because next weekend is camping.
Ahh, Tripoli. I wish Ben and Mel would join us, but they have theyre reasons not to.
Peace be unto you all, and unto me, and mine.
so long, fuckers.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
dont panic! or, things are nowhere near as bad as you think
i imagine its fairly safe to say that we've all been under more stress than usual lately. what with the high gasoline and food prices, most anyone who would have any reason to read this is probably feeling more than a bit of a lightness in the walet.
on top of that, the country has become like a screaming child that needs our help, but which we cant find for some reason. its like a nightmare. what do we do about it? Our generation, those of us born around the end of the seventies and on, we are going to be properly fucked when it comes time to foot the bill for all the cockswill our forbears have been up to lately. if a war costs FIVE HUNDRED NINETEEN TRILLION DOLLARS (and climbing faster than the cost meter on a gas pump, check it our here: http://www.nationalpriorities.org/costofwar_home), that money has to come from somewhere. and someday, it has to get paid back. so when do we get to cash in on the social security they take from our paychecks? keep dreaming. which means we dont get to retire. and oh, thats just the one war. theres another one, remember? and probably one more by the time i turn thirty (http://blog.washingtonpost.com/earlywarning/2008/05/a_secret_afghanistan_mission_p.html?nav=rss_blog) which will almost definitely be MORE expensive than our current hemmohage.
these things, coupled with whatever stress we already have, and the now-allmost-comfortable stress we have all been under since 2001, can make life seem pretty damned bad.
but hey, DONT PANIC. you cant possible imagine how good you have it.
first of all, gas isnt very expensive. at all. sure, i cringe when i see the $3.70 price tag for a gallon of unleaded. but check this out: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7p8vXpX_93bNF2BuPKYY2fwPVe3gbGYQ32btBRAByAv4q2h864ATKmhioSVtVzjaobQcSnh302kkshLqtrH7Jk2lPkneLY5zk_Z5DbzURLWamE0w7FDVRXSR3ov7B28WFu0Ag8qtneuax/s1600-h/GASOLINECARSCOOp2.jpg.
turns out we spend less, alot less, on gasoline than all of europe. a Fin spends more than $9.00 USD on a gallon of it. So meh, we're not doing so bad.
now, i was going to have a whole comparative section here on how much better life is for us than almost anyone else on earth, but instead i think ill throw some thoughts out that should make you feel ok.
how far do you have to walk from your home to the closest source of clean, drinkable water? if you are reading this, i'm guessing the answer is no distance at all, as you have an endless suply of it available at the twist of a spiggot. and yes, that water is clean, trust me. its probably cleaner than your evian.
how much food do you eat every day? if it is more than "nothing, but i eat about 3 times a week", you are better off than about 80% of the rest of humanity. Haitians these days are eating dirt, literaly (http://www.boston.com/news/world/articles/2008/01/31/haitians_trick_empty_bellies_with_dirt_cookies/). think about that. dirt.
do you have to worry about a mosquito bite giving you a fatal disease, like malaria? nine hundred million people around the world catch that shit every year. the worst thing ive ever had from a mosquito bite was an irritating itch that lasted two days. my life rules. seriously.
ok, all of that is a bit depressing. lets try another aproach.
think about this for a minute:
when was the last time someone told you they loved you?
if you can remember, you are better off than alot of people. If it was recently, and you said it back and meant it, your life is pretty much fucking awesome. I did it thismorning, and it ruled, and i was glad.
heres another one:
if you were to find yourself without a home suddenly, who would take you in?
if you can name someone within the first ten seconds of thought that you KNOW would take you in, your life is bitchin. You really dont have to worry. I can think of about seven different places i could go. i wouldnt want to, of course; it would be an imposition and a burden, but the people that love me would suffer it for my sake. that means my life is wicked sweet. im serious about this. lots of people get evicted from an apartment and thats it, its the streets for them. think about that.
ok, im done for the night. just thinking about this stuff allot lately. ive got it made. you do to, just think about it.
on top of that, the country has become like a screaming child that needs our help, but which we cant find for some reason. its like a nightmare. what do we do about it? Our generation, those of us born around the end of the seventies and on, we are going to be properly fucked when it comes time to foot the bill for all the cockswill our forbears have been up to lately. if a war costs FIVE HUNDRED NINETEEN TRILLION DOLLARS (and climbing faster than the cost meter on a gas pump, check it our here: http://www.nationalpriorities.org/costofwar_home), that money has to come from somewhere. and someday, it has to get paid back. so when do we get to cash in on the social security they take from our paychecks? keep dreaming. which means we dont get to retire. and oh, thats just the one war. theres another one, remember? and probably one more by the time i turn thirty (http://blog.washingtonpost.com/earlywarning/2008/05/a_secret_afghanistan_mission_p.html?nav=rss_blog) which will almost definitely be MORE expensive than our current hemmohage.
these things, coupled with whatever stress we already have, and the now-allmost-comfortable stress we have all been under since 2001, can make life seem pretty damned bad.
but hey, DONT PANIC. you cant possible imagine how good you have it.
first of all, gas isnt very expensive. at all. sure, i cringe when i see the $3.70 price tag for a gallon of unleaded. but check this out: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7p8vXpX_93bNF2BuPKYY2fwPVe3gbGYQ32btBRAByAv4q2h864ATKmhioSVtVzjaobQcSnh302kkshLqtrH7Jk2lPkneLY5zk_Z5DbzURLWamE0w7FDVRXSR3ov7B28WFu0Ag8qtneuax/s1600-h/GASOLINECARSCOOp2.jpg.
turns out we spend less, alot less, on gasoline than all of europe. a Fin spends more than $9.00 USD on a gallon of it. So meh, we're not doing so bad.
now, i was going to have a whole comparative section here on how much better life is for us than almost anyone else on earth, but instead i think ill throw some thoughts out that should make you feel ok.
how far do you have to walk from your home to the closest source of clean, drinkable water? if you are reading this, i'm guessing the answer is no distance at all, as you have an endless suply of it available at the twist of a spiggot. and yes, that water is clean, trust me. its probably cleaner than your evian.
how much food do you eat every day? if it is more than "nothing, but i eat about 3 times a week", you are better off than about 80% of the rest of humanity. Haitians these days are eating dirt, literaly (http://www.boston.com/news/world/articles/2008/01/31/haitians_trick_empty_bellies_with_dirt_cookies/). think about that. dirt.
do you have to worry about a mosquito bite giving you a fatal disease, like malaria? nine hundred million people around the world catch that shit every year. the worst thing ive ever had from a mosquito bite was an irritating itch that lasted two days. my life rules. seriously.
ok, all of that is a bit depressing. lets try another aproach.
think about this for a minute:
when was the last time someone told you they loved you?
if you can remember, you are better off than alot of people. If it was recently, and you said it back and meant it, your life is pretty much fucking awesome. I did it thismorning, and it ruled, and i was glad.
heres another one:
if you were to find yourself without a home suddenly, who would take you in?
if you can name someone within the first ten seconds of thought that you KNOW would take you in, your life is bitchin. You really dont have to worry. I can think of about seven different places i could go. i wouldnt want to, of course; it would be an imposition and a burden, but the people that love me would suffer it for my sake. that means my life is wicked sweet. im serious about this. lots of people get evicted from an apartment and thats it, its the streets for them. think about that.
ok, im done for the night. just thinking about this stuff allot lately. ive got it made. you do to, just think about it.
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