http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20091124/ap_on_re_as/as_philippines_hostages_killed
I will be heading here for the month of March for a Group Study Exchange. Should be interesting!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Eyes behind me
What a couple of months, so many feelings in such a short period of time. The funny thing is, in the grand scheme of life, 6 months is not even a spec on its timeline. Such an insignificant amount of time with so much meaning to one's heart. Even now, I sit and think, what once was and if I will ever capture that feeling in my life again. I met a person who seemed so lost in the universe, so alone in society, so bitter towards the lucky; that I fell in love with her almost instantly. What if...
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
I gots me a wii
Remember back when you were a child and the biggest thing in your life was to finish the next level to the Super Mario Brother’s game. Nothing else in the world mattered more than jumping on that end flag and watching those brilliant fireworks go off. The joy of accomplishment and glory rained down on you like you had just won the Super Bowl and you were going to Disney World! Last night I regained that feeling.
Last night April and I went to GameStop in hopes of purchasing a Wii. I had looked at prices online the entire day and decided it would be just as cheap to go to GameStop rather than hoping to find a deal on Craigslist. It seems like everyone on Craigslist was out to make a profit on their used or “barely used” systems. GameStop offered a 30 day refund on their systems so I went with them.
After purchasing the system from GameStop we went to the blockbuster to rent a game to play that night. We rented a cheesy game and April set up the wii for me so that it is compatible to my wireless internet. After making our characters and exploring all that the wii has to offer we played the Mario Party 8 for about a half hour until we decided to buy a game online. It was a choice between Super Mario Brothers or Super Ninja Turtles, April suggested we go with Super Mario Brothers 2 (with lost levels). This game is more difficult than regular American version and was it ever.
Myself, not having played on a system in some years did horrible. Having trouble beating the first level, April, destroyed the first level and kept going. We played for some time until she had to go home. After dropping her off I came back and played for a couple more hours. I discovered some secrets and made it to 3-1, which isn’t that bad for having the hiatus that I have had.
Watching the fireworks boast and my arms raised in the air in victory I got a sudden feeling of accomplishment. I went to bed happy that night knowing that I had made a good purchase and that Super Mario Brothers 2 is going to be defeated in the next month. If playing video games and drinking soda until the wee hours of the night is wrong, then being right is not for me. Like I said before, I missed the boat a long time ago and I never caught up and I never will. It’s too much fun swimming around in my ocean.
Last night April and I went to GameStop in hopes of purchasing a Wii. I had looked at prices online the entire day and decided it would be just as cheap to go to GameStop rather than hoping to find a deal on Craigslist. It seems like everyone on Craigslist was out to make a profit on their used or “barely used” systems. GameStop offered a 30 day refund on their systems so I went with them.
After purchasing the system from GameStop we went to the blockbuster to rent a game to play that night. We rented a cheesy game and April set up the wii for me so that it is compatible to my wireless internet. After making our characters and exploring all that the wii has to offer we played the Mario Party 8 for about a half hour until we decided to buy a game online. It was a choice between Super Mario Brothers or Super Ninja Turtles, April suggested we go with Super Mario Brothers 2 (with lost levels). This game is more difficult than regular American version and was it ever.
Myself, not having played on a system in some years did horrible. Having trouble beating the first level, April, destroyed the first level and kept going. We played for some time until she had to go home. After dropping her off I came back and played for a couple more hours. I discovered some secrets and made it to 3-1, which isn’t that bad for having the hiatus that I have had.
Watching the fireworks boast and my arms raised in the air in victory I got a sudden feeling of accomplishment. I went to bed happy that night knowing that I had made a good purchase and that Super Mario Brothers 2 is going to be defeated in the next month. If playing video games and drinking soda until the wee hours of the night is wrong, then being right is not for me. Like I said before, I missed the boat a long time ago and I never caught up and I never will. It’s too much fun swimming around in my ocean.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Phillipians here I come?
It was a Saturday in October when I heard that I had been selected to go to the Philippians. It was a very strange day and a lot of emotions where felt this particular day. I woke up early this Saturday, for two reasons; April had to finish her laundry which she had started the previous night and I had to travel across state to meet some folks about a trip to work with another Conservation halfway around the world.
We woke up in a hurry; April turned to me and asked how long we had until we had to leave. Without taking thought into the question I replied 8 minutes, which sounded about right. April then rushed out of bed to finish her laundry so we could get into Philadelphia in time for me to be at the meeting on time. We successfully did just this.
On the way down to the meeting, I stopped for a Turbo at Dunkin Donuts (which is coffee with a shot of espresso); I added an extra shot of espresso for good measure. I was nervous and at times I can be rather shy when meeting new people. I got to the dinner about a half hour early so I decided to read some of the morning paper and have another cup of coffee. I saw the rotary folks come in one at a time while I waited for the meeting to start. About 10 minutes before the meeting started I snuck my way into where the rotary members where and I introduced myself to the panel of members.
Unaware of how the morning was to play out, I started rambling about something or the other until a gentleman told me to come out into the dining area and order some breakfast. I ordered the French toast but before the breakfast was in front of my face, the person whom I thought was leading the meeting told me to come with him. I followed him back into the room in which I had just left and was formally introduced. I had just been selected to go first in an interview situation.
Now, with my heart racing and my palms sweaty I reluctantly told the panel of what were now the interviewers that I was pretty nervous and to take it easy on me. Taking several deep breaths, I started to answer their questions and I tried to be as charming as possible. While this process was underway, I started thinking to myself how uncomfortable I was sitting there being drilled about my personal life and also my knowledge about the Philippians. It even dawned on me during the interview that I had no idea what the rotary club was and what it stood for. I knew we were going to partner with the rotary club located in the Philippians but I did not know what for. I had to stop the interview and ask several questions of my own. After I thought I bombed the interview, this older gentleman asked me a question about conflict and how I would handle myself in such a situation. This really threw me through a loop. I answered the soft spoken man, I never go through my day worry about what conflicts may arise. Conflicts take two willing people who dispute over a common purpose. If we know who we are and we know where we are going, a conflict should not arise. We can not let other people influence who we ultimately are. If a conflict does arise while living in close quarters we can defuse the conflict by take a minute to really think about what we are trying to accomplish, even if this means leaving the situation and thinking about the conflict. We then can re-evaluate the conflict and come back to the problem at hand and resolve like human-beings. I thought it was weird that they asked a question about conflicts within a group but I guess they don’t know who I am anymore than I know who they are.
After the interview I went back to the table where my breakfast was. Now cold, I ordered a coffee and sat with the other candidates trying to go on this trip. All nice, not all going, they went in one at a time. I stayed until the last candidate went in for his interview until I went home. On the drive home I felt violated and used, felt like a lonely dog trying to get a bone from a master who was never around. It was a long and silent ride back to my house as rain started falling.
Once I got back to my house, I went for a nice long walk with Utah and then met up with a group of people for a bachelor’s party. I couldn’t get the interview out of my head and it was making my stomach very upset. About an hour into the bachelor’s party, the rotary called, they had made up their minds. I was officially accepted to join their team in the efforts to work along with the Philippians’ Rotary in a human health community service.
I was totally blown away, still am, but I guess what was once a fantasy is now becoming a reality. Even though this is happening, I feel as there are better qualified people for this opportunity. April is an amazing person and she volunteers without ever asking for anything in return. My mom was always in an argument because she wanted to volunteer more. There are even people here at the Conservation who volunteers on a local level where as I sit and observe from the outside or I through in opinions but never really get involved. Others deserve this more than me but I am going to do my best to make this opportunity a starting block for volunteering.
We woke up in a hurry; April turned to me and asked how long we had until we had to leave. Without taking thought into the question I replied 8 minutes, which sounded about right. April then rushed out of bed to finish her laundry so we could get into Philadelphia in time for me to be at the meeting on time. We successfully did just this.
On the way down to the meeting, I stopped for a Turbo at Dunkin Donuts (which is coffee with a shot of espresso); I added an extra shot of espresso for good measure. I was nervous and at times I can be rather shy when meeting new people. I got to the dinner about a half hour early so I decided to read some of the morning paper and have another cup of coffee. I saw the rotary folks come in one at a time while I waited for the meeting to start. About 10 minutes before the meeting started I snuck my way into where the rotary members where and I introduced myself to the panel of members.
Unaware of how the morning was to play out, I started rambling about something or the other until a gentleman told me to come out into the dining area and order some breakfast. I ordered the French toast but before the breakfast was in front of my face, the person whom I thought was leading the meeting told me to come with him. I followed him back into the room in which I had just left and was formally introduced. I had just been selected to go first in an interview situation.
Now, with my heart racing and my palms sweaty I reluctantly told the panel of what were now the interviewers that I was pretty nervous and to take it easy on me. Taking several deep breaths, I started to answer their questions and I tried to be as charming as possible. While this process was underway, I started thinking to myself how uncomfortable I was sitting there being drilled about my personal life and also my knowledge about the Philippians. It even dawned on me during the interview that I had no idea what the rotary club was and what it stood for. I knew we were going to partner with the rotary club located in the Philippians but I did not know what for. I had to stop the interview and ask several questions of my own. After I thought I bombed the interview, this older gentleman asked me a question about conflict and how I would handle myself in such a situation. This really threw me through a loop. I answered the soft spoken man, I never go through my day worry about what conflicts may arise. Conflicts take two willing people who dispute over a common purpose. If we know who we are and we know where we are going, a conflict should not arise. We can not let other people influence who we ultimately are. If a conflict does arise while living in close quarters we can defuse the conflict by take a minute to really think about what we are trying to accomplish, even if this means leaving the situation and thinking about the conflict. We then can re-evaluate the conflict and come back to the problem at hand and resolve like human-beings. I thought it was weird that they asked a question about conflicts within a group but I guess they don’t know who I am anymore than I know who they are.
After the interview I went back to the table where my breakfast was. Now cold, I ordered a coffee and sat with the other candidates trying to go on this trip. All nice, not all going, they went in one at a time. I stayed until the last candidate went in for his interview until I went home. On the drive home I felt violated and used, felt like a lonely dog trying to get a bone from a master who was never around. It was a long and silent ride back to my house as rain started falling.
Once I got back to my house, I went for a nice long walk with Utah and then met up with a group of people for a bachelor’s party. I couldn’t get the interview out of my head and it was making my stomach very upset. About an hour into the bachelor’s party, the rotary called, they had made up their minds. I was officially accepted to join their team in the efforts to work along with the Philippians’ Rotary in a human health community service.
I was totally blown away, still am, but I guess what was once a fantasy is now becoming a reality. Even though this is happening, I feel as there are better qualified people for this opportunity. April is an amazing person and she volunteers without ever asking for anything in return. My mom was always in an argument because she wanted to volunteer more. There are even people here at the Conservation who volunteers on a local level where as I sit and observe from the outside or I through in opinions but never really get involved. Others deserve this more than me but I am going to do my best to make this opportunity a starting block for volunteering.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1...
Living in a fractal
Patterns of parallel importance
Patterns of life
An infinite thought
A lovers delight
A romantics safety
An adventures disillusion
Theories are theories
The laws are unknown
Frustrated strings
In an atomic explosion
Energy disperses
But is never shown
Will the grids match?
Will we move on?
Its all up to a theory
A theory unknown
Time speeds up
As the light slows down
Boundaries are endless
When all sounds go silent
Do you see a voice
Do you hear the colors
In this universal mishap
How many walls are in this parrell
How do break through
Is it gods choice to show a light
Or is it gods choice kill our spirit
What does god have to do
With a theory beyond a god
Time becomes a luxury
As the days become monastery
The energy we feel fades
Into a great vat of acid
Eluding our very thoughts
Breathless are we
Who stand on our feet
Compromising all reason
Who will save the unborn
If we die in this universe
Are we saved in a parallel
In this unknown fractal
Praise the fractal
Extol each other
Acclaim the unknown pattern we call life
Patterns of parallel importance
Patterns of life
An infinite thought
A lovers delight
A romantics safety
An adventures disillusion
Theories are theories
The laws are unknown
Frustrated strings
In an atomic explosion
Energy disperses
But is never shown
Will the grids match?
Will we move on?
Its all up to a theory
A theory unknown
Time speeds up
As the light slows down
Boundaries are endless
When all sounds go silent
Do you see a voice
Do you hear the colors
In this universal mishap
How many walls are in this parrell
How do break through
Is it gods choice to show a light
Or is it gods choice kill our spirit
What does god have to do
With a theory beyond a god
Time becomes a luxury
As the days become monastery
The energy we feel fades
Into a great vat of acid
Eluding our very thoughts
Breathless are we
Who stand on our feet
Compromising all reason
Who will save the unborn
If we die in this universe
Are we saved in a parallel
In this unknown fractal
Praise the fractal
Extol each other
Acclaim the unknown pattern we call life
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
???
Scissors cutting open a newly found box
what could be inside what could be inside
it could be anything of all sorts and sizes
big or small, red or yellow, inside or out
i wish these scissors were a little sharper
could it be would it be should it be
from a person or a creature
what if it isnt what is seems to be
a message in a bottle without the bottle
why wont this box open
why wont these scissors cut
why wont i see whats inside this
big brown box
i once heard about the other side of the moon
we call it the dark side
i call it the unknown
there lives a creature on this side
a creature of great magnitude
scary on the outside
but loving on the in
it sends boxes throught the utah express
stamped and sealed with a loving approval
from his room to yours
whats inside you might ask
why dont you open it up and see
you might just be surprised to realize
what it sends from the other side of the moon
what could be inside what could be inside
it could be anything of all sorts and sizes
big or small, red or yellow, inside or out
i wish these scissors were a little sharper
could it be would it be should it be
from a person or a creature
what if it isnt what is seems to be
a message in a bottle without the bottle
why wont this box open
why wont these scissors cut
why wont i see whats inside this
big brown box
i once heard about the other side of the moon
we call it the dark side
i call it the unknown
there lives a creature on this side
a creature of great magnitude
scary on the outside
but loving on the in
it sends boxes throught the utah express
stamped and sealed with a loving approval
from his room to yours
whats inside you might ask
why dont you open it up and see
you might just be surprised to realize
what it sends from the other side of the moon
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
blog blog blog blog blog blog
this is a pre-blog that I want to write a later tonight. i hope its going to be good. im going to write freely without cause, let me fingers flow, shut off my brain, like a ...
Friday, July 10, 2009
"ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL, BUT SOME ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS"
"Comrade," said Snowball, "those ribbons that you are so devoted to are the badge of slavery. Can you not understand that liberty is worth more than ribbons?"
reminds me of a song from the Kinks...
I think I'm sophisticated 'Cos I'm living my life like a good homosapien But all around me everybody's multiplying Till they're walking round like flies man So I'm no better than the animals sitting in their cages in the zoo man 'Cos compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees I am an ape man I think I'm so educated and I'm so civilized 'Cos I'm a strict vegetarian But with the over-population and inflation and starvation And the crazy politicians I don't feel safe in this world no more I don't want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an ape man I'm an ape man, I'm an ape ape man I'm an ape man I'm a King Kong man I'm ape ape man I'm an ape man 'Cos compared to the sun that sits in the sky compared to the clouds as they roll by Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies I am an ape man In man's evolution he has created the cities and the motor traffic rumble, but give me half a chance and I'd be taking off my clothes and living in the jungle 'Cos the only time that I feel at ease Is swinging up and down in a coconut tree Oh what a life of luxury to be like an ape man I'm an ape, I'm an ape ape man, I'm an ape man I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voo-doo man I'm an ape man I look out my window, but I can't see the sky 'Cos the air pollution is fogging up my eyes I want to get out of this city alive And make like an ape man Come and love me, be my ape man girl And we will be so happy in my ape man world I'm an ape man, I'm an ape ape man, I'm an ape man I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voo-doo man I'm an ape man I'll be your Tarzan, you'll be my Jane I'll keep you warm and you'll keep me sane and we'll sit in the trees and eat bananas all day Just like an ape man I'm an ape man, I'm an ape ape man, I'm an ape man I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voo-doo man I'm an ape man. I don't feel safe in this world no more I don't want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore And make like an ape man.
reminds me of a song from the Kinks...
I think I'm sophisticated 'Cos I'm living my life like a good homosapien But all around me everybody's multiplying Till they're walking round like flies man So I'm no better than the animals sitting in their cages in the zoo man 'Cos compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees I am an ape man I think I'm so educated and I'm so civilized 'Cos I'm a strict vegetarian But with the over-population and inflation and starvation And the crazy politicians I don't feel safe in this world no more I don't want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an ape man I'm an ape man, I'm an ape ape man I'm an ape man I'm a King Kong man I'm ape ape man I'm an ape man 'Cos compared to the sun that sits in the sky compared to the clouds as they roll by Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies I am an ape man In man's evolution he has created the cities and the motor traffic rumble, but give me half a chance and I'd be taking off my clothes and living in the jungle 'Cos the only time that I feel at ease Is swinging up and down in a coconut tree Oh what a life of luxury to be like an ape man I'm an ape, I'm an ape ape man, I'm an ape man I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voo-doo man I'm an ape man I look out my window, but I can't see the sky 'Cos the air pollution is fogging up my eyes I want to get out of this city alive And make like an ape man Come and love me, be my ape man girl And we will be so happy in my ape man world I'm an ape man, I'm an ape ape man, I'm an ape man I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voo-doo man I'm an ape man I'll be your Tarzan, you'll be my Jane I'll keep you warm and you'll keep me sane and we'll sit in the trees and eat bananas all day Just like an ape man I'm an ape man, I'm an ape ape man, I'm an ape man I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voo-doo man I'm an ape man. I don't feel safe in this world no more I don't want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore And make like an ape man.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Timmer Went to the Zoo
We saw all kinds of exotic animals
We saw man eating turtles...
With man eating teeth...
We saw a sleeping Rhino...
Who was a tad bit camera shy...
We saw tiny monkeys...
And big monkeys...
And some monkeys just swinging around...
We saw some tired lions...
But one showed us why he's king of the land...
We also saw some tigers trying to cool off...
One tiger looked a little upset...
As we walked we stumbled on some nice gazels grazing peacefully in the meadow...
Before these guys showed up...
And the epic battle continues...
We saw man eating turtles...
With man eating teeth...
We saw a sleeping Rhino...
Who was a tad bit camera shy...
We saw tiny monkeys...
And big monkeys...
And some monkeys just swinging around...
We saw some tired lions...
But one showed us why he's king of the land...
We also saw some tigers trying to cool off...
One tiger looked a little upset...
As we walked we stumbled on some nice gazels grazing peacefully in the meadow...
Before these guys showed up...
And the epic battle continues...
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
I am floating high above
the world below fast asleep
kingdoms fall before the rise
love gets lost in your eyes
words get lost in translation
destinations never end
do you hear the notes above
i think they are singing to you
Human rights, spies on the low down, bombs bursting unknown, wheres you momma, wheres you dad, brother, sista, and grand ma ma, big flies overhead, god in the clock tower, i see a grim man, dust kicks up, then settles, the air becomes free, a hatred man, with scorns for soul, draws to quick, breaks the molecules, punctions the skin, leaves you breathless, bleeds profound, words find your mouth, breathes come to the end, i see pearl gates, good night to the land...
random thought...sometimes when you try to get stuff done, somethings get in the way. You compromise by doing it tomorrow.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Waiting...
Im the worst waiter. I don’t know what it is but I can not wait anymore. The minute I feel like im waiting for something or someone, I get this anxiety that comes over me. My stomach gets turned and I can’t sit still. I just feel uneasy for some odd reason. Growing up we were always taught, “being on time is being late.” Now that I am older, I feel that, that saying is true in its own sense. At the same time, I feel that it is making apprehensive when it comes to waiting for things to get done. Ill do my part and write an email to a co-worker only for them to take two days for them to send me something back all while Im getting hassled that something is not done. I wrote up our newsletter last week and I put it on two people’s desks for review. I wanted someone to proof read what I made and make sure it is what we want. Before leaving for the weekend last weekend, the boss came and asked me where it was. I told him I was waiting for my peer review edits to come back so I can print them up. I showed him a brief copy of what I had made thus far and he made comments right there on the go. That was all I was asking for. Today I made the changes he suggested and now Im printing a bunch of copies out on my 1980 color printer. It has taken 45 minutes to print 10 colored copies.
Another part of my anxiety that I have developed is waiting for people to call/text me back. I don’t know why I get weird-ed out about people calling me back or not but it has just started making me feel weird. I always try to call people back or text them back, I know im bad at this too, it just makes me feel awkward. I think a big part of this is because I casually date and the girls who I would like to see again and this phone/text game thing. I really don’t understand it myself but it is something that I have to go through to try and meet a decent girl. I wish all these games were put to the side and I could find a pretty awesome girl without all the needless games.
When all is said and done, I think my biggest problem is that I have a job were I am by myself for the majority of the time. Most of the jobs I have ever had were like this but not it is wearing on me. Ever hear the phrase, if you have a question ask a cowboy. I feel like I am becoming that cowboy. I drive around all day and listen to the radio and think about people I meet, will meet, who I met, and I am always curious of what they are doing. I know most people are busy during the day and can’t talk or have weird hours that don’t match mine, but I still would like to talk to whomever.
With all of this said, it is now time for lunch and I have to wait another 7 minutes to order it. Im always waiting on something…
Friday, June 26, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
WARNING - WALMART
The other week I took my car to Walmart to get a quick oil change in my subaru. It was suggested by a friend to take my car here because it was quick and the price was fair. Not having much time to do maintenance items on my vehicle I took it over without thinking. I ride over, which is around the corner from my house, and take it to the vehicle center. I see the ghetto people working on the cars and since all they do is oil changes I thought there wouldnt be a problem. I go for the up-graded service plan which cost a little more money but Id rather have a better oil in my car. The oil change takes a little over an hour but while Im waiting I get to walk around walmart and people watch. This Walmart is harlarious! It is located near Camden and you get a bunch of crazies that go. This one time, this elder black dude was compaining to be that there are too many people to be racist against. He prefered the days when it was only white vs black.
Moving on...
My car started to run really funny. The gears were slipping and it had no pick up. I had to play with the gas pedal to allow enough gas to try and catch a gear. This went on for a day and I went out and bought some transmission cleaner and gas cleaner. I added both to my car and the check engine lights went off for about 2 days. After the two days of being lightless, the lights came back on so I called the subaru dealership. The next day I brought the car to the dealership in hopes that they would the problem. This is what they said...
The person who changed your oil last tried to remove the transmission filter with pliers and broke the seal and the filter. The transmission filter is never to be removed so when it happened the a leak started. In a couple days I leaked 4 quarts of trans fluid and didnt even know it because of my brushgard. In talking with the subaru mech I then mentioned that my car is still under warrenty and that the service should be free. He then said that because of manual damage to the car, the warrenty is void in this situation. So now, I have to call subaru and walmart and see if I can get someone to pay for the damages. Atleast now my car runs better than it has ever ran before.
Moving on...My car started to run really funny. The gears were slipping and it had no pick up. I had to play with the gas pedal to allow enough gas to try and catch a gear. This went on for a day and I went out and bought some transmission cleaner and gas cleaner. I added both to my car and the check engine lights went off for about 2 days. After the two days of being lightless, the lights came back on so I called the subaru dealership. The next day I brought the car to the dealership in hopes that they would the problem. This is what they said...
The person who changed your oil last tried to remove the transmission filter with pliers and broke the seal and the filter. The transmission filter is never to be removed so when it happened the a leak started. In a couple days I leaked 4 quarts of trans fluid and didnt even know it because of my brushgard. In talking with the subaru mech I then mentioned that my car is still under warrenty and that the service should be free. He then said that because of manual damage to the car, the warrenty is void in this situation. So now, I have to call subaru and walmart and see if I can get someone to pay for the damages. Atleast now my car runs better than it has ever ran before.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Being P.C.
I really do not like the fact that this society has become so politically correct, P.C. I personally blame the educational giants that we send our children to. In that setting there is a dictatorship between teachers and students. Children are bred to follow rules and to be sensitive to their peers and to the elders. I think this is complete and totally bull. 
Let’s start off by examining the role of the "educator". This person is to stand in front of a group of students and explain a subject which was passed at a power higher than them. That, so-called, educator is apart of the system and right or wrong is teaching the system to the younger generation. They are destroying free thought and expression and polluting young growing minds with diseased garbage of American Education Text Books. This educator may or may not know the subject matter in full; however, this person will stand before the students like they are all knowing. Not getting to involved in the destruction of free thought, let’s stick to the subject matter of this blog.
Being in an educational setting for many years, there are phrases and words that can and can not be used. This is in fear of, not harming someone's feelings, however, to avoid a lawsuit. Simple words such as retard can no longer be used, even if you are explaining to a peer that you feel retarded today. That term will be taken out of text and examined for only the negative connotation of the word. But, in fact, you might be feeling slow that day from a night of heavy drinking and in fact your brain would feel the effect of being retarded.
Another word that I find foolish to punish for is the word "gay". Words evolve just like everything else. The word "gay" first meant happy, then evolved into homosexuality, and now the word "gay" can mean stupid. Are there other words to express the feeling stupid, yes, but why should we sensor ourselves for the sake of being P.C. If a word bothers you that bad where it will make you have panic attacks and might force you to die, I can see looking at the word to make it lesser. But the fact is, there are no words that present that health risk to humans. Words are words, it’s the over sensitivity of people that censor language. Language can be beautiful in all forms, to censor such should be labeled a crime.
Because of this over sensitivity to language, great books and essays will never be read by young readers. I say shame on the education department for banning greats such as,
Leaves of Grass – Walt Whitman
Rights of a Man – Thomas Paine
Tom Sawyer – Mark Twain
"For only when free men write and speak truth will the exercise of arbitrary power be exposed and opposed."
Let’s start off by examining the role of the "educator". This person is to stand in front of a group of students and explain a subject which was passed at a power higher than them. That, so-called, educator is apart of the system and right or wrong is teaching the system to the younger generation. They are destroying free thought and expression and polluting young growing minds with diseased garbage of American Education Text Books. This educator may or may not know the subject matter in full; however, this person will stand before the students like they are all knowing. Not getting to involved in the destruction of free thought, let’s stick to the subject matter of this blog.
Being in an educational setting for many years, there are phrases and words that can and can not be used. This is in fear of, not harming someone's feelings, however, to avoid a lawsuit. Simple words such as retard can no longer be used, even if you are explaining to a peer that you feel retarded today. That term will be taken out of text and examined for only the negative connotation of the word. But, in fact, you might be feeling slow that day from a night of heavy drinking and in fact your brain would feel the effect of being retarded.
Another word that I find foolish to punish for is the word "gay". Words evolve just like everything else. The word "gay" first meant happy, then evolved into homosexuality, and now the word "gay" can mean stupid. Are there other words to express the feeling stupid, yes, but why should we sensor ourselves for the sake of being P.C. If a word bothers you that bad where it will make you have panic attacks and might force you to die, I can see looking at the word to make it lesser. But the fact is, there are no words that present that health risk to humans. Words are words, it’s the over sensitivity of people that censor language. Language can be beautiful in all forms, to censor such should be labeled a crime.
Because of this over sensitivity to language, great books and essays will never be read by young readers. I say shame on the education department for banning greats such as,
Leaves of Grass – Walt Whitman
Rights of a Man – Thomas Paine
Tom Sawyer – Mark Twain
"For only when free men write and speak truth will the exercise of arbitrary power be exposed and opposed."
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Im going for a quick Phishing trip later this summer
I decided Sunday that I will be going to a couple more Phish shows this tour. I might hit up Pittsburgh on Thurs for a quick trip, since I have off on Friday. But I have to be back in the Philly area at noon for lunch with a new friend. She is more important than standing in a field with smelly hippies. The scene has changed, its younger now and the knowledge for the music is lack, rightfully so, with the quality of music being played is totally wacked at the moment.Im feeling a llama opener, they havent played it yet but im feeling it.
Late August I will be attending the Merriweather show down outside of B-more. This venue is actually pretty cool. It has a summer camp feel to it. The sound is average at best from the lawn and its pretty steep. I dont have tickets to this show yet, but if they keep flubbing songs, I feel like I wont have a problem picking one up in the parking lot. Also, from the feel at Camden, there are a lot of tickets floating around right now.
After the Merritweather show, I plan on getting in the car and driving all night to the Saratoga show, several hours north. This will put me in a good situation to sleep during the day and have enough energy to make my way back that night for work on Monday.
That will conclude the summer Phish tour for this year, not sure how well it will end but it should be a good time. Like I said, the crowd base is a little young and dirty but the few older heads who still show up are quality people with a knowledge for the music. Im just adding to my show account, thats so lame. Actually, not to long after this mini-tour, I will be flying to Red Rocks to see Ween and visit a couple friends out that way.
Ween is a whole other story...
Monday, June 15, 2009
Monday Morning and I got a tune
It happens everytime...
I would say, one of the best feelings is a Monday morning coffee. It really puts a good twist on how we start the day. Every morning I come into work and the first thing I do is put on a pot of coffee. I usually dont drink the coffee I make because the maxwell house coffee, I feel like its not very good coffe, but on Monday mornings I enjoy a nice hot cup. I dont know if it wakes me up but it diffently puts me in a good mood for the day.
Here are some bennifts to drinking coffee: brought to us by positivelycoffee...
How does coffee affect memory?
Memory can be divided in Short Term Memory (STM), working memory (the part that is using active information) and Long Term Memory (LTM). Coffee helps mainly with STM and the working memory when normal amounts of information have to be dealt with Coffee helps to improve alertness, attention and wakefulness and by that means it facilitates learning. In other words, coffee helps optimise the energy sources you have for learning**. It also compensates fatigue by increasing the level of alertness. The benefits are found mostly during the course of a long exam or test, when you get tired.
Will coffee lead to better focussed attention when studying?
Yes. Drinking coffee helps to focus your attention to the main task, when there are many things around needing your attention. It draws attention to what you need to learn and leads to less distraction although doing different things at the same time may in itself be stimulating enough. However, drinking more will result in over- stimulation and that may impair your learning and attention.
Is it sensible to drink coffee while doing exams?
Doing exams is an energy - and attention demanding activity; coffee may help to sharpen your mind, assuming that you are a regular coffee drinker. Since, coffee is used as a mood optimiser, it may help to find the most appropriate state of mind to make a success of the exam. If you are not a regular coffee drinker, then coffee may not be your best choice. So, in that case, stick to the drink you are accustomed to.
If I feel my concentration is fading, is coffee helpful in refreshing it?
Yes. Although concentration is also a question of putting effort into what you are doing. If your concentration slips away, take a break with coffee and this change of mind may help you to concentrate again.
I would say, one of the best feelings is a Monday morning coffee. It really puts a good twist on how we start the day. Every morning I come into work and the first thing I do is put on a pot of coffee. I usually dont drink the coffee I make because the maxwell house coffee, I feel like its not very good coffe, but on Monday mornings I enjoy a nice hot cup. I dont know if it wakes me up but it diffently puts me in a good mood for the day.
Here are some bennifts to drinking coffee: brought to us by positivelycoffee...
How does coffee affect memory?
Memory can be divided in Short Term Memory (STM), working memory (the part that is using active information) and Long Term Memory (LTM). Coffee helps mainly with STM and the working memory when normal amounts of information have to be dealt with Coffee helps to improve alertness, attention and wakefulness and by that means it facilitates learning. In other words, coffee helps optimise the energy sources you have for learning**. It also compensates fatigue by increasing the level of alertness. The benefits are found mostly during the course of a long exam or test, when you get tired.
Will coffee lead to better focussed attention when studying?
Yes. Drinking coffee helps to focus your attention to the main task, when there are many things around needing your attention. It draws attention to what you need to learn and leads to less distraction although doing different things at the same time may in itself be stimulating enough. However, drinking more will result in over- stimulation and that may impair your learning and attention.
Is it sensible to drink coffee while doing exams?
Doing exams is an energy - and attention demanding activity; coffee may help to sharpen your mind, assuming that you are a regular coffee drinker. Since, coffee is used as a mood optimiser, it may help to find the most appropriate state of mind to make a success of the exam. If you are not a regular coffee drinker, then coffee may not be your best choice. So, in that case, stick to the drink you are accustomed to.
If I feel my concentration is fading, is coffee helpful in refreshing it?
Yes. Although concentration is also a question of putting effort into what you are doing. If your concentration slips away, take a break with coffee and this change of mind may help you to concentrate again.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
The other day I joined a dating service. I figure, im getting old and I would like to find someone that I get along with. Doing the hobbies that I do and the scene that I am into, it is hard to meet new interesting ladies. This past weekend I went out with a three different ladies.
Friday night I met this girl who I have been talking to for couple weeks now. The night started with me being late to the train station. I arrived at the station as the train was pulling away so I was forced to wait for the next one. When I got into the city, I met her at the train stop and we walked to Chinatown for some dinner. Dinner went really well and I asked her to hangout a little longer. We walked around the city and hung out in rittenhouse sq. We has some interesting conversations and people watched for a little while. Some kid started setting up a drum set so we decided to try and get coffee so we could drink some coffee and watch him. We walked to a couple different places but every place we went was closed. When we walked back to the park, coffeeless, we watched this kid for, oh say, 30 seconds and left. We then continued the night with a last drink at some random bar in center city. Some guy was playing darts and the table we sat at was right next to the dartboard. I was nervous she was going to hit by a dart so I asked her to switch seats with me. It was getting late and we were both tired so we went went our own ways. I really dig this girl and I am going to pursue this woman. Shes a very sweet girl with a great sense of humor and I find her very attractive. Im going to cross my fingers and hope for the best.
Its funny how we walk around life meeting all kinds of people but we are only attracted to a specific type of person. A couple weeks ago I was haning around a younger girl who was alright but she just totally flaked on me. Its a mystery that is lost in the open ocean.
Im supposed to have a date tomorrow evening and maybe one this week sometime but if it was up to me, id go out with the girl I met Friday night and see how a second date would go. We texted when I got home Friday night and we texted today so we shall see. Its funny how texting is an acceptable form of communication. I do like it, its easier and you get to text at your leisure.
Wish me luck
Thursday, June 11, 2009
How do people work everyday
The only thing I have to look forward to is the weekend where the possibilities are endless. Why do we go to work? It all seems a bit foolish to me, Im getting paid to pay someone else. Everyday, it seems like I get another bill and another charge for something. The days when I think im getting ahead, I get a sewer bill or electric bill. My money comes in one door and leaves the next. I need someone to start sponsoring me so I can just live. I would want to be an explorer if I had a chance. Someone that climbs the highest mountains and explores the deepest caverns, Id float down the Nile and meet natives of the land. I would like to interview folks that have history dating thousands upon thousands of years. I want to stand in the middle of an Indian City at rush hour or take a stroll through St. Petersburg during winter. Instead, I come into work, in this building, so I can pay a mortgage. Where did I go wrong? Where did we all go wrong?
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
PHISH BACK AT IT
Not in Limestone, Maine but on the road...
I have taking a few years off from listening to this band for reasons that are beyond my comprehension. After hearing Trey tell the same story two nights in a row in a mud filled field, and an overwhelming sense of loss when Page couldn't get through Wadding in the Velvet Sea and that last note of "Curtain" was played, words couldn't explain the lost.
Since then I got into more folk written music that tells a story of someones life. I find folk music to be the last true American Frontier's music. I was always big on Jerry's music with the Dead and without and that Frisco Folk has a nice ring to it. I used to be part of that phantasytour back in the day but stopped soon after I graduated from undergrad. Now with the band back together, I'm trying to get back in the scene.
Since post-post hiatus, if that's write, I have been following the shows and attending my first show in over 5 years. Man, did I get a treat. I was 5 rows from the stage in front of Page. The show kicked off with a Chalkdust into a Fee (thats a fun song to hear), then they got into it with a funky Wolfmans (which I feel they overplay), into a Guyute. From reading the message board, why has no one commented on the Guyute. Its one of their most technical songs and you all rant about a Sand. People, get with it, Guyute is a ridiculous song to play and they nailed it. After hearing Guyute, I knew I was in for a treat for the rest of the show. I mean, they even rocked out a 46 days, which when I heard the intro was ready to sit down. Then they visited gamehenge, what, yea, gamehenge with the Lizard people to conclude the first set with Tube. Insane!
Second set came out hot with Sand and cooled it down with Suzy and Limb by Limb (which is cool to hear Trey's and Page's harmonies). They quickly followed it with a little visit from Rift - the album, and got the party heated up again with a Character Zero into Tweezer.
The encore was the dopest part of the show, with Trey's new ode to not doing drugs out of the way, they quickly teases Antelope and got into a Bouncing into Anteloperepirse!
5 1/2 years since standing knee high in mud in a field in Vermont, I felt at home again.
Now how do I figure out how to skip work and get tickets for the rest of this tour?
I have taking a few years off from listening to this band for reasons that are beyond my comprehension. After hearing Trey tell the same story two nights in a row in a mud filled field, and an overwhelming sense of loss when Page couldn't get through Wadding in the Velvet Sea and that last note of "Curtain" was played, words couldn't explain the lost.
Since then I got into more folk written music that tells a story of someones life. I find folk music to be the last true American Frontier's music. I was always big on Jerry's music with the Dead and without and that Frisco Folk has a nice ring to it. I used to be part of that phantasytour back in the day but stopped soon after I graduated from undergrad. Now with the band back together, I'm trying to get back in the scene.
Since post-post hiatus, if that's write, I have been following the shows and attending my first show in over 5 years. Man, did I get a treat. I was 5 rows from the stage in front of Page. The show kicked off with a Chalkdust into a Fee (thats a fun song to hear), then they got into it with a funky Wolfmans (which I feel they overplay), into a Guyute. From reading the message board, why has no one commented on the Guyute. Its one of their most technical songs and you all rant about a Sand. People, get with it, Guyute is a ridiculous song to play and they nailed it. After hearing Guyute, I knew I was in for a treat for the rest of the show. I mean, they even rocked out a 46 days, which when I heard the intro was ready to sit down. Then they visited gamehenge, what, yea, gamehenge with the Lizard people to conclude the first set with Tube. Insane!
Second set came out hot with Sand and cooled it down with Suzy and Limb by Limb (which is cool to hear Trey's and Page's harmonies). They quickly followed it with a little visit from Rift - the album, and got the party heated up again with a Character Zero into Tweezer.
The encore was the dopest part of the show, with Trey's new ode to not doing drugs out of the way, they quickly teases Antelope and got into a Bouncing into Anteloperepirse!
5 1/2 years since standing knee high in mud in a field in Vermont, I felt at home again.
Now how do I figure out how to skip work and get tickets for the rest of this tour?
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
New Post for a New Year
Im just going to write these new blogs as my life moves foward.
I keep looking at myself from an out of body experience and I keep noticing one thing. My mind and body want to move foward in life. I want to escape from these chains and live my life the way I need to. I notice that the people that surround me are not the ones that want me to excel in life, rather, they are the false hopes that fill you with lies. They are the ones the support your dreams and expect you to fail. They are the ones that will tell you, your ideas are stupid and only want to be there for you when one avenue closes. They are your family, friends, and co-workers. They are that thorn in your shoes, when you have a mile to go in the big race.
I am over all of that. I am over individuals that put others down and want others not to do better than themselves. It is only human nature to want to be better than your piers but that trend should be broken. It is my human nature that does not want to be involved in that tornado of a disaster.
This is a post that is putting all that negativity and past thoughts behind and is allowing me to move on and will allow me to excel at life and what life has to offer. It is my way of seeing the future and accepting the trouble times ahead. It is my way of putting friends, family, and whoever else is negative behind me. I will not feed off of their negativity any longer. My time is now, and my ideas are strong. There will be no hold back, nothing can stop my ability to succeed. I will not fall into anymore traps. I will put myself above all of that.
To my family, thanks for everything, but I am over you all. You are a ball of negativity and old world sense. Times have changed and the way to succeed has too. I will no longer be a victim to old school antics.
To most of my friends, you all have been cool but the time has come to move on from you too. Living in your moms basement at 25 years old is not cool. Working for companies in which you dont believe in is not cool. Compromising your life for greed is not cool. Going to trashy bars and watching whores get with loser guys is not cool. Im over all of that.
To the rest of you, you just waste me time.
I have some work to do, peace...
I keep looking at myself from an out of body experience and I keep noticing one thing. My mind and body want to move foward in life. I want to escape from these chains and live my life the way I need to. I notice that the people that surround me are not the ones that want me to excel in life, rather, they are the false hopes that fill you with lies. They are the ones the support your dreams and expect you to fail. They are the ones that will tell you, your ideas are stupid and only want to be there for you when one avenue closes. They are your family, friends, and co-workers. They are that thorn in your shoes, when you have a mile to go in the big race.
I am over all of that. I am over individuals that put others down and want others not to do better than themselves. It is only human nature to want to be better than your piers but that trend should be broken. It is my human nature that does not want to be involved in that tornado of a disaster.
This is a post that is putting all that negativity and past thoughts behind and is allowing me to move on and will allow me to excel at life and what life has to offer. It is my way of seeing the future and accepting the trouble times ahead. It is my way of putting friends, family, and whoever else is negative behind me. I will not feed off of their negativity any longer. My time is now, and my ideas are strong. There will be no hold back, nothing can stop my ability to succeed. I will not fall into anymore traps. I will put myself above all of that.
To my family, thanks for everything, but I am over you all. You are a ball of negativity and old world sense. Times have changed and the way to succeed has too. I will no longer be a victim to old school antics.
To most of my friends, you all have been cool but the time has come to move on from you too. Living in your moms basement at 25 years old is not cool. Working for companies in which you dont believe in is not cool. Compromising your life for greed is not cool. Going to trashy bars and watching whores get with loser guys is not cool. Im over all of that.
To the rest of you, you just waste me time.
I have some work to do, peace...
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