Monday was really cool, i got to hang out with Cameron, Micah and Kaci, for the firsat time in about a year. we met at the mall and walked around, i bought a t-shirt from some store. thn i drove everybody to CAmeron's house in my usual sporaddic manner (it only looks like i'm an unsafe driver), but first we stopped at Chick-fil-a and got some food. at Cameron's we played Halo 2, and some DDR then we drove back to the mall to pick up everybody's vehicles. wow when i type it out it seems like not much stuff, but we started at 2 and ended at about 10:30, so fill in all the blanks with loads of "you had to be there" talk.

And how lame/behind the times am i? here's my geek code. (i first saw this stuff years ago and i just recently figured out what it was.)

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Version 3.12
GE/GPA d—s++:+ a--- C+ U? P L? W++ N w+ O- M- PS PE++ Y+ PGP- t+@ 5? X+ R tv+ b+++ DI++++ D++ G e h r++
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  ¶ 11/26/2004 08:24:00 PM (0) comments

  Well the flooble chatterbox thing has now been declared st()0pid so from now on you have to leave your inogranic comments with the actual posts. But you can check out all my cool new links!

Blue Moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked the Moon had turned to gold

P.S. yes the post is shorter than the song quote at the end.
  ¶ 11/22/2004 01:41:00 AM (0) comments

  For some reason the You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown" soundtrack always makes me happy. I really hope that the "it's a Wonderful Life" rehearsal ends soon, so I can watch Survivor.
  ¶ 11/18/2004 09:17:00 PM (0) comments

  Today I was at Quizno's (mmm toasty) with the Perkins and my mother and sister. While I was there I saw Nick something-or-other, from Faith who made my sandwich, but he didn't put two little grates under it when he put it through the oven so the guy on the other side didn't know that it was to be made without lettuce. Bad Nick Something-or-other. I also saw this girl that came in and she had a variation on what I call the half and half. Now the half and half is this hair style that has been coming into vogue recently where a girl cuts her hair kinda short, and parts the front half of the hair down the middle and very neatly. She then takes the back half of her hair and sticks it up as straight as possible. This results in the hair looking like the person just gave up halfway through styling. Anyway I really don't like the half and half, I think it's ugly., but this girl did this and in addition to the styling she bleached the front half of her hair to make the difference more distinct. Bleh.

Also go to www.imao.us it's a really funny blog from this very right-wing guy, and also the home of my favorite political essay "Nuke the moon."

I like to go out dancing,
My baby loves a bunch of authors
My heart's so broke and bleedin'
Baby's just sitting there
doing some reading  ¶ 11/18/2004 08:52:00 PM (0) comments

  <>It's been forever and a day (snarky theatre reference), since I’ve last posted, but I keep forgetting what I’m going to write. School and life have been keeping me busy, but who knows it might let up soon, maybe.

In the meanwhile here’s a short little essay that a good busy of mine asked to write (hey Micah!). He does these really good papers for some class and every once and a while he wants to use my weird opinions on stuff. But he needs a way to quote me so I type up these nifty things. This one’s on tradition, and the story of the Lottery. Good story, you should read it some time; I think you can find it online.<>

Traditions should have a meaning behind the: not just be tasks that are performed because it’s always been done. Traditions are maintained because they remind us of something, or they have a intelligent purpose behind them. Going through the motions of something because “it’s traditional,” is just another example of blindly following in the footsteps of ”those that have gone before.” We should be constantly examining ourselves and we do and asking why. Why am I doing this, what is the purpose?
The people who take part in the Lottery do so because their parents did and their parents before them. The objects used to determine the “winner” are described as old and battered, and because rocks are used to complete the task one could infer that when the tradition was started that was all they had. The story mentions other towns that are giving up the Lottery, but this is seen as abnormal behavior. The people in the town are so captured up in the tradition of it they would never consider doing such a thing. Some of the people seem reluctant, while the kids of the town get ready by filling their pockets with stones, many of the adults seem to understand what is about to happen. But even under these circumstances, they don’t see it as wrong, because it’s tradition.


Until I think of this again.
(the formatting on this thing is really weird)

Why are there so many
Songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side
Rainbows are visions
But only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide
So we've been told and some choose to
Believe it <>I know they're wrong wait and see
Someday we'll find it
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me  ¶ 11/15/2004 03:09:00 PM (0) comments