Getting people to spend money is pretty easy.

I have this idea were restaurants give out free calendars, the twelve month variety. Each month features a picture of a product they produce. I though of McDonald's (I promise I have never received any compensation from McDonald's for this blog) for this idea. That is a year round ad placed inside homes. When ever the person looks at what day it is, they are being tempted by deliciously fattening food. The Calendars could also drive in sales immediately, by giving a calendar away with a purchase of a meal. What is more convenient going to the mall/drug store going through all the dog and pony pics or driving threw a McDonald's? The calendars could also include coupons for that current month, so to entice the buyer to keep it around, and the most convenient place to keep a calender around? The Wall.


The Wall by Pink Floyd, get it.

Letter to the Editor (me and only me)

Strange

Do you know what happens in a rush, my x's, y's, v's and lambda's all look the same. Like wise my u's and v's look similar yet this does not logically follow u's looking like x's, they still have some definition.

In a rush, which happens not often for me, I tend to do odd things. On math tests I use b or sometimes p substitution. I avoid integration by part at all costs, if I do it is with different letters.

Math people like to use u and v a lot of times in the same function or equation right next to each other. That makes terrible sense. Maybe this is why there are so many errors when naturally computing thousands of problems. I could theorize that some of the errors came from confusing a letter with another. By changing the lettering of these critical eqs could prevent these errors and lot time and most importantly, money.

True or false, if you use a 'w', 'x', or 'q' in Turkey, that is grounds for imprisonment.

For that statement to be true all part of it must be true. The letter, the country, its spelling, the terms, and generality. The more vague I make the statement the more true it becomes. I change the specific letters to letters, and Turkey to eastern European country. This happens in the real world (as if this blog was not the real world, fuck you writer, -editor) as a vague statement becomes what is status quo. People do not want what is not true, so fact checkers make things more and more less precise.

It smells like a McDonalds sausage biscuit with egg. But it's three fifteen in the afternoon.

It smells good.

And yes I did listen to the nrp piece on turkey both the place and the bird

Waxing Frozetic

Haiku cannot be;
In the cold where nothing is;
They stay at home, warm.

Diurnal cycle
You tease me with great sunlight
But sneak away heat.

Windows collect air
Containing moisture packets
Freeze over to frost.

The all white landscape
Won't let me own a home there
Likeness, not the same

Hipsters are like snow
Inspire to be different
All the same color

Failing to stand
Grass blades pushed closer to earth
Must bare cold winter

Born in turbulence,
The snowflakes first appearance
Falls to the ground, melts

Warmth within watching
Cold climate conveys callow
Nursing notes.. nothing.

The Importance of Abberviating Words to Shorten Important Time Wasted.

I hate that commercial by the usps (united states postal service), the one were they hold a seminar telling small business owners how great and convenient their service is. The thing I hate about that commercial is that the business owners at the seminar are not asking any questions. The owners just stand up and and blurt out a comment about shipping. This makes me respond in two ways. The first is that the USPS people are being rude in not letting the commenteers finish their statements. Or second, that the owners are either too stupid to make a question out of their statement or have so much self-importance that only their view of shipping matters and only their outlook on the world matters.

If I were a presenter, I would respond to each non question by saying, "And?" (with an upwards inflection at the end so they know it is a question). But that would probably make me a jerk who thinks that people who only confronts others on their comments and opinions to try to prove them that they are wrong, are shitheads.

They are shitheads. The Ironing.

New movie pitch.

This is one those inspiring, rising to prominence movies.

A female musician from the future who no one will give a chance to, finds a time machine and goes to 'present day' earth (2000ish/modern). First she is living off the streets, still trying to make her break. Then a disaster happens, this could be 9/11 or Hurricane Katrina. She then realizes that she knew that it would happen. She gets this idea and starts writing songs, about the future, but in such a way that people don't really know that its about the future, just a very slight hint. She finally gets play at a small club, where an A&R guy from some record label hears her (you can sell this as ad space to some record label!) and really enjoys her sound. After some hard pushing from her manager/friend she signed with the label.

At first people are find her wardrobe very strange as it is from the distance future, but she adjusts while finding a love interest. After a concert her bandmates introduce her to drugs (heroin, weed, or cocaine, whatever is pg-13), against her love interest's interest, she takes them, only to find that they have no effect on her, her bandmates, who do not know she is from the future are stunned at the shear amount of drugs she has taken. This is because her body has evolved to a point where today's are far too weak for anyone in the future.

She discovers that she can not go back to her future, homesick she starts singing in her future dialect. Her record label discovers this days before its release, and fire her for some stipulation in her contract. At this point she is depressed, her warnings through her songs go unnoticed and events are still happening. Through some persuasion of her love interest she plays a show at the first club. Many fans show up, then she realizes that it isn't about the messages in her music, it is just about the music. Through use of narration she realizes that she can not control the outcome of the actions of individuals, they are independent, the only thing she can control is to bring pleasure to listeners through her music, and thus finds peace.

MiniPost: DC power, or AC power?

Edison was a bitch, but so was Westinghouse; Tesla was a cool guy though.

Whenever I get hungry, first I think about all of the people who are more hungry than me but who do not have food to eat, then I think about what food I can eat, then I think about what I can give people that will make them full, then I think about if I have that particular food available, then I prepare the food, then I eat the food, and then I am not hungry anymore.

Circle

Objects and Objections

I really just wanted to write out that title. I could be a nice book of some sort. All of the words start with vowels. I think that would be a first in the literary world.

It really would.


I would also like to end by saying, that without vowels, the world be a much more tragic planet in the universe.

You'd probably realize that I wrote the post before this title, PENGUINS!!!!

Trying to think of something. Trying to think of something. I shouldn't need to think, for me to write stuff in here. As evident from all of my previous posts. It's getting more chilly. When ever I think of the word chilly I think of the cartoon character Chilly Willy the Penguin. He was a character on the woody wood pecker show. He sneezed a lot. I think he was oblivious to the fact that there was a person trying to kill him. Being a penguin he was of course portrayed as cute and adorable, but seeing penguins in real life, photos on the internets, a lot of them aren't. I could post some pictures of ugly penguins but would probably throw up.

IIRC/TLDR/TTLY/A/S/L: don't throw up, it is a waste of money.

Planet Saving Tip Eleven

Windows seven is a piece of shit. It represents the changing times in
the computer age.

Way back when, programmers (people who code programs) used to program
for efficiency and compactness. They needed to because if they didn't
their program will run like shit and take up a whole lot of memory
people could not spare. Now a days with processor that do a gazillion
operations per second and seemingly endless amounts of space,
programmers say a metaphorical 'fuck it, lets put this shit out as
fast as possible, we are losing money because the other memory hog we
put out last year didn't make enough money'.

Do you know what this leads to? E-Waste. Poor cities get converted
into landfills to house electronic garbage we don't want anymore
because big companies are offering their city leaders a couple pennies
from their pay check causing the city's water and air and people to be
polluted with things not commonly found in large amount in the human
body.

Do you know why Windows Seven will cause a baby in China to be born
without a left forearm? It conveys the message that people need the
latest crap they put out to be able to keep playing solitary. They
might buy it, and try to install it only to find out that they can't
(prompting Microsoft to message you to upgrade your computer) or in
many cases, runs like shit. People will then feel obligated to upgrade
their computer which to most layman means buying a new computer
completely. Their old computer might stick around the house only to
not be used anymore. It will find its way to a used computer shop
since Goodwill won't accept that stuff anymore, the computer will
replace another older computer on the shelf, that older computer might
find its way to be used in a public school somewhere. The computer it
replaces, now obsolete by peoples standards, will have to be disposed
of. People do not need to upgrade to be able to do the things they
would normally do in their older OS.

What was wrong with Windows XP? (Best unintentional use of
alliteration) My answer, nothing. In my experience there is nothing
Vista could do that XP didn't, other than play the latest Microsoft
published computer games or the latest versions of Microsoft Office.

(which by the way alienates the majority of users, users who are used
to where the tools were in Office 2000 and previous, try to use one of
those new versions of Excel, you will have to relearn where everything
is again, when will Microsoft learn that a program requiring a lot of
buttons, or menu pull downs will always require a learning curve, by
the act of changing the placement of buttons for what they think will
be an easier usable program, well that just decreased productivity for
everyone for a month, and there is a solution, Open Office, it
features 2000 like button placement, it is compact, runs smoothly,
opens and creates anything that Office could, and by the way it is
free, I will give you a link later)

Those programs could have easily been made to play for XP if they
weren't so greedy.

I will even ask what will Windows Seven do that XP can't. I have read
the reasons for upgrading to Windows Seven, put out by the Microsoft
people and not one of then can't be done on XP. The only thing I can
think of is that DirectX 11 drivers will not be available for XP, that
won't matter because all of the future games requiring DX11 will not
run on the Microsoft' black balled OS. Also on the same system how
can one think that an OS (Windows 7) requiring a 1 GHz processor and a
whopping 15 GB (reeks of inefficient use of space given what little
new it can do) of hard drive space will run faster than an OS
requiring 300 MHz (0.3 GHz) and a now relatively small 1.5 GB (XP). If
anything they will run at the same speed with a 'modern' computer and
XP will run faster on anything older than two years.

With three major consumer OS releases by Microsoft in this decade,
Microsoft is a victim of it own product. XP in hindsight was a major
success. There was no need to upgrade; XP did and does what the
average person needs. Computer power has grown exponentially since
XP's release, but other than games, the average person does not need
that power. So the computer industry noticing this needed to make it
that you needed to buy a computer every five years. System
requirements are raised every single year with no new feature needed
it. Look at Microsoft Office, 2000 version requires a 233 MHz
processor and 32 MB of ram, while the current day 2010 Office requires
a 500Mhz and 256 MB of ram, yet 2000 can do the majority of things
that 2010 can do (there are new pieces of the office suite that are
not in 2000) and can probably do them faster. There is no need for a
person who only checks there email, surfs the web and watches youtube
videos to need a computer that run complex algorithms to predict the
weather one week in advance. They can look it up on the internet from
the people who get payed to do this like NOAA. Their old computer
becomes garbage yet did everything they needed. That garbage becomes
shrapnel collecting in the blood stream of a mother. One mans garbage
is another's misery.

Yesterday,

All my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here to stay,
oh, I believe in yesterday....

..cough

Yesterday by accident, I walked into the girls bathroom. Not noticing this, I walked to the sink, just then a women walks in. Startled, she asks, "Why are you in the woman's bathroom?". I take in my surroundings, and then I ask,"Why are there urinals in the woman's bathroom?"

Fuel for the mind

Sit in here I can not help but to think about the situation I am in. Early for school, I sit in this café, too rainy for outside walking, or rather too weak for any adventuring. Everyone else around me is looking downward reading or writing, I suppose I am doing the same. I am no different from others, occupying their time with boredom called book work. I guess this would not be called book work, far from it, this post is more likely just too say that I am alive and this blog will be updated.

Autumn, also known as fall, it rains more often, colors become browns, people make analogies too life.

Run away and save yourself.

So many people are sick. It probably has to do with us being in an enclosed area breathing the same air. I got sick, I can trace it do to two people. There was a dude sitting next to me on Friday coughing in my school classroom hall cooperation, later that day at home I was feeling like I had a sore throat after I ate rice and curry.

Fresh air is good for you.

Don't Judge a Post by its Title Because The Title Usually Does Mean Anything.

I had this idea in my head a few hours ago, but I do not know what it was anymore. Maybe I will figure it out later.

Today the strangest thing I saw was a man on a latter using a drill to fix or install something in the area of curtains through a window at 8:30 am. I will probably see something more strange as the day goes on. I do not think the man using the drill found what he was doing strange though. To him it was normal as the sun rising from the east. It is all perception, if an alien would come down to earth and view the sun rising from the east it may be strange to him for his sun rises from the west. Assuming his planet has a west, and his sun rotates in backwards orientation from the earth, although it could be his planet rotates the same orientation as our solar system it is just that we are looking at it upside down.

Excuse my gender bias banter.

Werk Miser

Sometimes you just have to take a break. This is what I am doing, breaking. I got a lot of work to do, many of the things tedious. I didn't eat breakfast today, and now I am feeling it. I am so hungry, cold, and alone. With just 70 cents a day you can help this child. Give him food, warmth, and most importantly hope.

Planet Saving Tip Ten

Ending Waste

California had it backwards. They offered hov passes to hybrid
vehicles over a certain efficiency, yet these hybrid vehicles are most
fuel efficient in stop and go traffic because of their regenerative
braking.

They should had made the hybrids stay in heavy traffic while the large
suv are given hov passes since the suvs get best fuel mileage at a
constant high speed.

So the dolphins play Tyler Thigpen.

School is here

Today is September 30, 2009, you could have read that in the date stamp of this post. It feels the same every year, every quarter, though this year features many more people. These people who are mostly students are here for a degree, to prove to someone else that they are capable of receiving a degree.

(I tried to listen to Ladytron's new album, couldn't do it)

Collectively there are 65,000 students here most of which will be in debted to a sum that will take many years to pay off. Many of these students think that this is an investment.

(I was think about Ladytron's Light And Magic when I was walking over here, I knew it wasn't in my mp3 player, so I when over the internets to find that Light and Magic isn't available online but there more recent album is. I tried listening to it but I couldn't. )

It is true that many jobs will likely pay you more if you have some sort of college education, but it is only true if that person finds a job. In one evening, in a car drive home, I had KUOW on, it did a feature on a trend of newly college graduates not being able to find adequate employment. While the media report on the declining rate of unemployment, there is a growing rate of under employment.

(In retrospect, I think if I were to listen to Light and Magic for the first time today, I would not like it. The feeling I had was more of a nostalgia, remembering that I had previously liked this album)

((I could not spell 'nostalgia' remotely close, so I had to search for "yearning for the past", I finally got it, only to see that most of the dictionaries have it as "longing for the past".))

More and more people are receiving college degrees while at the same time, the rate at which jobs needing college degrees is declining. Combined with the growing number of college grads with a large number of incoming foreign labor and outgoing number of white collar jobs causes people trained to do high skill labor to be parking attendants like the person in KUOW's story. Education inflation.

(After stopping the Ladytron album, I never restarted anything, I am with my earphones with nothing on. They are comfortable, my earphones. They are in ear type, but the sound quality leave something to be desired. They are a replacement from my Sony EX-51 from five years ago when they're really was not any type of budget in-ear phones. Now years later there is, but at only ten dollars less than what I paid for five years ago, these cheaper Sony phones distort at places were the 51's would remain clean.)

While great for personal and societal growth, Inflation of this type is bad for an individuals personal security.

(I would continue this but I need to find something to listen to. I could go on about would the future of employment will be determined by the drive of a person with an example of using Florida QB Tim Tebow as an example, and there needs to be more focus on 'blue' collar work, skilled manual labor, because these jobs can not be outsourced, and most of the kids I talk to don't know anything about the engine in there car, let alone using the right tool for the job, and yet most high school shop classes are being cut do to budget reasons.

Fate of F-Cake

I could draw a picture of how leaves falls, this could symbolize life, but just about anything living can symbolize life. The leaf grows on the tree's branch, grows to an enormous stature; with its best years behind, it's color fades back to earth and in a short time it's body travels too.

But only on the surface can life of a leaf be comparable to actual life. Just as life is, the leaves life is circular, just as life is. But a leaf is just a leaf. It is created by the tree for one purpose and one purpose alone, to capture sunlight for photosynthesis for the entire tree system. The leaf, by assignment at birth can not do anything else. It's fate is locked to laying in the sun and withering to obscurity.

This does not only happen with non-mobile life forms, look at the worker ant. A tool used by the queen, it spends its whole life searching for food, gathering food, and delivering food to the colony. It has no capacity to do anything else. The ant can not pursue other things. The ant, born a female, sans the egg laying organs from her body, must live out her life in service to her queen.


People are most likely the furthers creature away from the leaf or the ant. Yet I wonder if we are just as the leaf, doing one action to the system without conscience until life ends, sometime, just as this post without closure.

I am not abandoning you

I won't want to miss July.
That is why this is here.
I won't want to miss July.
But when August comes, I can not control what things I reminisce about.
I won't want to, Miss July.
I don't need to explain myself.

Planet saving tip 9

Drying clothes takes a lot of energy. It also increase the wear and tear on your clothing, which makes you replace your garments more frequently. To solve this problem only buy clothing made from polyester as the fabric has a unique property which allows it to dry relatively quickly without use of a dryer.

So the dolphins think were cool...

AOTW: Vampire Weekend

From a band of the same name, I really like this album. It is their first album, they are from new york or boston, got a music degree from some ivy league or prestigous school if I remember correctly, released this album in 2008, yadda yadda.

Whenever I search for them on the internet people describe them as an afro-rock sound. This is most apparent in the song 'cape cod kwassa kwassa' where the band uses hand beaten hide covered drums. At first I did not notice this. I really only pay attention to drumming when it is bad or when it's a solo. Yup it's there, it gives the song a different set of legs.

Completely opposite, is the next song on the album, M79, in which the group uses a string section (or a sample of one anyway) that you might find performing with Wagner, or Stratavarious.

At around 40 minutes, the album is pretty short by todays standards. I am waiting patiently for their next album which is on my can't wait list that include them, death cab, muse and the killers. Waiting for stuff on your can't wait list, that is one of those words that I can't think of right now.

coffee is good in the morning

it is a pretty good drink.

trees are also pretty nice to look at.
so is garbage.

garbage isn't good to drink though.
trees aren't too.

i was guessing on the trees.
i haven't ever drank a tree.
i was just guessing because garbage is nice to look at but not to drink.
so trees must be the same.

what about hair?

AOTW: Employment

This album, by the Kaiser Chiefs isn't related to the pursuit of a career after college, far from it. This an album of the wandering young adults of the world.

I discovered this album from my library. On a whim, I checked it out and at that time I remember myself saying, 'why didn't I find this out sooner'. It has the sound that I like, a happy upbeat, sound for those no familiar.

With their strong British accents in hand, they remind me off groups from the British invasion era of the sixties. For them to have such an universal sound, (poppy), I have never heard a single song on the radio or TV. It's just a sign of the times, no one wants to hear music that falls in-between the realm of pop and alternative. (talking about the 'pop' music genre not in terms of popularity here).

Lyrically the album has a sense of undirected youth. Oh My God, is the essence of the non direction. Dropping his job, the singer just leaves. To where? To a place far far away from home and joyously happy to be there.

The album carries a theme of nonchalance with the next song, 'born to be a dancer' in which the adhd suffering singer is being asked by most likely a girlfriend who is leaving for another city what is he thinking. He replies with the usual answers, but all that is going through his head is his dream of being a dancer.

Doesn't everyone want to be a dancer? Who has had career path go through as planned on paper? Not many, no one that I know of, that's is for sure. That is how life goes, employment is that one final step before you give up on dancing.

Planet saving tip 8

Now that it is nearing summer, temperatures, in the northern hemisphere, will rise. Correlating with this rise is the rise in air conditioning use. And sadly with the greater use of air conditioning comes greater energy expenditure and thus fuel usage and emissions.

The use of air conditioning, a luxury expense, can be diverted if people understood that their comfort level can be improved by simply removing their clothing. Tight or heavy clothing can not only trap heat, it can also cause major discomfort such as chaffing and that sticky feeling caused by sweat. The removal of all of some of the items can be a major improvement for the lives of those battling the heat of the months of June July and August in the northern hemisphere.

...so the dolphins don't laugh at the funny objects on are head anymore.

oh shit, hahahaa.

I logged on to blogger, to post. I haven't done so in a while. While entering the title, I see this new feature. I read it, and think, man will this make my posts cool looking? I click on it and it takes me to some adsense signup.

Oh shit!

It isn't Monet'ize, it is monetize!

AOTW: Is On Vacation

This is probably the best album you have never heard of. It is the second album of the band, Cellular Fields. They take an upbeat eighties like smith's tempo, and infuse it with the musical version of a habanero pepper. What the hell is that? You just have to listen to it to find out.

My room is not a box, honest.

I am just laying here with my headphones on listening to death cab for cutie. With my door open directly opposite the open window, a breeze passes right over my body. It feel really good.

Finals are tomorrow, somehow I am not worried, not stressed. I haven't stressed about education related issues since sixth grade. I want to draw a picture.

Taking bird is playing. It's the demo version on the open door ep. I am preferring it to the narrow stairs version. The demo feels more hopeful, being sung with only a ukulele backing him up.

Did the b-field cause this?

Something's are just not supposed to happen.

Yesterday, I was at home. My friend called me up and invited me over for beer. Sure I said, who would refuse cold beer on a hot day. It was terribly hot, you could feel the air radiating heat on to your skin.

But just as I was going to leave, I checked on my computer for the homework assignment that I had thought was due Friday. Assignment menu opens up, assignment due in three hours. I tried my best to try to complete some problems but all attempts were left in vain. With hours still left on the clock, I left for my friends house.

Weather is a funny thing. It was super hot, but as I was leaving, the hot air met something it didn't like. Something the polar opposite in views, ideals, and methods. When two things like that meet each other violent things happen. The hot air system fought a battle with the cold air which encroached on its area right where I stood. Everything felt the power struggle, trees swayed back and forth, the birds flew sideways, trash cans blew away blocks over.

Now at my friends house the wind storm still going on, I grab a beer. I notice in the house two fans going, lamps, lights, computer, tv all on. In one moment all of them are turned off. With war, there is collateral damage. The electricity was cut off.

I don't live to far away, my electricity was out too. That homework was never going to be done even if I tried harder. I laughed at the sense of predetermined fate.

Best power outage ever.

A title nothing to do with the subject

Parallel bench seats
High up over the wheels
Positioned for speech

Post whore

I don't think I can be a post whore on my own blog.

For those unfamiliar with the term post whore, it is a person who posts a lot of messages in forums, discussion boards, or social networking sites, many of the messages being meaningless.

If you frequent the internet, you must know a post whore. At one point in my life I was a post whore on a forums that I participated in. In one month I may have posted 500 messages, though that pales in comparison to other members of that site. Since 2004 I had and still have around 3000 posts on that site. Many of the regulars of that site have ten thousand posts and it is not infrequent to see a person with one hundred thousand posts probably because they have so many posts.

Someone just said ghettos khan.

This was probably not an interesting post.

The picture is of a broken cork. A cork puller would have solved that but all I had was corkscrews. The cork went to the bottom of the cabernet savoniour (sic, I aint french) it was undrinkable. And that's life.

Planet saving tip 7

Don't drink imported bottled water. Bottled water like Fiji and Voss come from far away lands and get shipped over here by airplane. It is a terrible waste of fossil fuel, which pollutes the air, land and sea. Sadly, by drinking imported bottled water you are contaminating the worldwide water supply which will on day force us all to pay absorbent rates for water which will have to be desalinized because most of the glaciers have melted away, and the rain water is now highly acidic because presently, the taste you have for water is very discriminating.

Instead drink other local bottled water which tastes just as good, you elitist prick.

And this so called 'Smart Water'. If you read what is on the bottle you will find that they take natural water with natural minerals, distill it by, boiling that shit into oblivion, until its vapor (using tons of energy), cooling the vapor down (again using tons of energy) and repeating this process over and over. This process of distilling strips all minerals.

Nutritionists everywhere will they you never drink distilled water as your main source of water. It doesn't have the mineral your body needs. But that isn't a problem of the so called 'smart water', next they artificially add in minerals of their own because the water which kept us alive for tens of thousands of years isn't good enough, call it a fancy word electrolytes.

Would it be smart to remove something completely, only to add it back again later? Many would say no to that question. Those many would be people with what is called common sense. Something that is lacking of though with placebo standards for water.

With a completely ironic name like 'smart water' this makes the evian/naïve coincidence look like a less pretentious prick wearing fake designer sunglasses but without the bluetooth headset and fake accent over their name.

..so the dolphins won't shoot your conceited ass, once it developed hands from evolving in an ocean of shit.

aeroplains

It is late, I am not sleeping. The sky is clear. The moon is not full.

I don't talk about the moon much, if I speak of any astronomical figure it is usually the sun. But you know the moon needs attention too. Common descriptors of the moon are mysterious, and other things I can't think of. It gets no love. No one goes out to watch the moon appear, hell no one goes out to watch a full moon. They would rather see stars or meteor showers and stuff, the moonlight blocks their appearance.

Speaking of meteor showers or shooting stars, I have seen three in my lifetime, two of the times were random ocurrances. On both occasions I just looked up at the sky and there it was, a bright trail of light. Seriously, one time at a highschool event at night I just looked up then bam, burning ball of flame.

I don't know why I am posting this.

AOTW: A grand don't come for free

Album of the week is The Streets' A grand don't come for free.

This album definitely isn't for everyone. It is a pseudo rap album told by a British dude. There are some really good British rappers, (one of my friends had a phase, listening to British rap) out there but this albums main focus isn't about the artists ability to flow, or lack of ability. At times it is strange to hear the main rapper/singer/artist sing the chorus.

I struggle to label the people on this album. I hesitate to call them rappers, or singers, they aren't really good at either. Somehow the album pulls through with their lack of skill; they are good story tellers. The beats are done on a sampler, nothing over the top, pretty minimalist, like it doesn't what at all to over power the lyrics.

I prefer this album to their debut album, original pirate material. Grand is a bit more refined, easier to listen to. The songs on this album also tell a story about moments of the person's life. The separation of his girlfriend, paranoia from drug use, the constant reminding of his broken TV, and friendship are all talked about in a cohesive timeline.

There is a whole lot of British slang in this. It is all understandable to my American ears, though I wonder if any of the slang is used anymore. The album is from 2004, at five years old, I wonder if the heavy use of the language of the common British streets is now dated to their ears.

I mainly like this album for the telling of the life stories through the man eyes, unfiltered. Even with their un-superior talent they create a good album. That just shows you that it doesn't take the best person, to make something good, as there is no best in the area of music, its subjective.

Rotation

Today is the first day of the rest of your life

Boy, was it pleasant walking down to the bus stop. I am not dressed accordingly, that doesn't take anything away.

Sans coffee, I have been without for three days, been without caffeine for the same amount of time.

I finally got my ipod replaced. Listening to music right as we speak. It features a color screen! Sarcasm represented by the exclamation point. The background for the use of sarcasm is that my former player was so old that it did not have a color screen, I was over enthusiastic about now having something that people now take for granted.

This shirt I am wearing is itching me. If I relax the feeling will go away and it did.

Once it passes your hands, you have no control of what happens. Worrying about what you can't control won't sway the outcome one way or another. Try to let go, try to let it be.

ERD diagrams

I don't do drunk posts that often anymore, maybe because I always post in the morning now, but that isn't a good reason. This is a drunk post but not too drunk. Its on the level of drunk and very drunk, you know that level of drunkenness where you have an out of body expericence. I actually can't have an out of body exp right now. I am to comfortable where I am, in an unknown, unfilmilar place and if I think about the situation just right then yes it will happen. It is a strange feeling everyone should expericence.

That's me being drunk and nothing else.

Planet saving tip: 6

You might think that carbon monoxide inhalation is a clean and painless way to kill yourself, but during the process there are billions of local and global pollutant particles rising and attacking the atmosphere, and contributing to the global climate change. Instead use other methods like jumping off of high places or hanging which uses free gravitational energy.

...So the dolphins can play the song over and over.

Haiku are already plural.

I am deciding if I should post today.
If so what do I post about?
I don't know.
New line returns are looking funny there should be one after this.

As fast as I am
This bus moves faster then me
If so I am slow

Truly bad haiku
Not only have no meaning
They don't follow rules

Change rattles in bag
Half awake, eyes out window
Wondering what's next

The snake strikes upward
The child falls down and cries
The father stopped

Wind propels the seed
Through air it travels distance
To find asphalt home

Large water droplet
You are too big, separate
Fall to earth as two

The bird soars up high
With grace starts a sharp decent
Falls only to rise

Her eyes gazes outside
Wearing a purple hoody
She waits for her stop

Beauty is many
Not one description is wrong
For it's always right

Sky reflects water
Imitates what it can't be
Always envious

Hello's and good-byes
A doorway knows both so well
Hinges creeks its cry

Not a concerned face
Looked as the old man fell down
The car just drove off

Stainless steel mug
Oh how I wish I were you
To have her lips close

You're like a flower
So beautiful to look at
But you make me sneeze

AOTW: Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge

I got a lot of guilty pleasures in music. This is one of them. My Chemical Romance, 2004, breakout CD, I ate it
up.

Like a lot of musicians, they are hard to classify to one specific genre. They are a hard rock band, but of what type? Metal? Sort of. Punk? Sure. Screamo? Maybe a bit. That's the thing in all types of music and musicians really, they hear something they like, and try to imitate it no matter what it maybe.

This album is the expression of the bands anger and frustration. Anger, in my opinion is the best emotion to translate into song. These guys do it without reservations, without holding back.

Now this band is a guilty pleasure of mine, (not the only one). They are an alternative band, that found its way on MTV and now there fan base consists of teenagers going through puberty. I remember a situation, I was in a car with friends listening to the radio. One of their 'new' songs came on, and I said something along the line of I don't like them anymore. At that instant, I became one of those people of call out sellouts. Realizing this I though to myself for what reason I disliked their music. There was none, in trying to repair the error in my way, I said to my group of my friends that, that is no reason to dislike anything.

The sound the band creates is an aggressive spew of angst. You usually hear the descriptor angst when dealing with emo, punk, and hardcore that cater to the youth. This band does not skew for that. The emotion is genuine, the ballads, powerful. They differ from underground punk and rock as MCR actually makes songs that normal people can enjoy.

It is a fun album, great for screaming out lyrics in a speeding car. Different from the stuff you hear on the radio, even though you hear them on the radio.

There must be a word or phrase for this in some language.

The bus is packed today. No empty seats, people huddled together standing in the aisles. But no one is talking, not even friends sitting close to each other. All that is heard is the hum from the electric motors. The silence from inside the cabin can not be characterized as awkward, but more akin to the sound of water running down a steep cliff. The silence calms, an inverse relation to day the, most people here have suffered through. Collectively people must work together to reach this point of serenity. Without a word, a force higher than comprehension, subconsciously guides us to a place that emanates the sound of nothing.

Then suddenly, the flick of a telephone.
A young woman asks her mother about dinner in korean, the whole bus hears hear words.

AOTW: ........

No album of the week this week. I have been away from the keyboard the past few days. Try listening to something new. If you find something, recommend it to me, because I really need to find some new music.

If I had my player, I would be listening to the new-ish death cab EP, Open Door. I got one of their songs stuck in my head. Funny thing is that death cab for cutie is currently my favorite band and I have yet to write any of their albums as AOTW. In due time, death cab, in due time.

Planet Saving Tip #5

Driving a car with a tank of gas half empty is more efficient than driving with a tank half full. With the tank half empty, there is less weight than if it were half full. Less weight means less engine power to move the car, and less use of gas, saving you money.

Empty moving box

Sitting here in traffic makes me miss listening to my music player. I would be listening to vampire weekend right now, mouthing the words to their songs. The in-ear phones isolate me from the rest of the bus, in a shell of my own, man can be an island entirely by himself.

Planet saving tip #4

When using a wooden pencil avoid doting your 'i''s. Avoiding this will prolong the life of your wooden pencil, slow the rate of deforestation, and probably save you some money.

..so the dolphins won't bape us anymore.

AOTW: Two Way Monologue

Album of the week: Two Way Monologue

2004, the year can be summarized by one thing, Sondre Lerche created Two Way Monologue.

It is now spring, and this is the perfect spring album. The time when some biological chemical sends hormonal messages to our brains telling us to find someone and on an primitive level reproduce with them.

This album will encourage your pursuit to find that someone if you do not have that person already. Beware, after listening to this album your perception of love and your desperation may be dramatically increased.

The album has the feel of the idealized movie love. A movie when the two characters at first, hate each other, then realize what the audience knew all along, that there perfect for each other. In fact, many of lerche's songs have been used in these types of movies such as 'Dan in real life' in which Lerche did the entire soundtrack.

The songs on the album are terrific. They all fit together in a single package. Take my word for it, I don't feel like proving this as fact.

One particular lyrics that I find interesting is from a song I don't remember the name of right now. It goes: 'you were the choice of millions
I was the choice of billions'. Mr. Lerche is from Norway. English is his second language. Now my skills of interpretation aren't strong, but is his saying that he had chose her from millions of other girl while he was the choice of billions of other men. So she did not go through as much competition as he, she might have a problem with that if she thinks too much of it. I think I would want to be a choice of one, as in their is no other real choice to make, but that's just me.

I especially like the work Sondre Lerche because he sings with in a vocal range I can imitate and I can sing his songs, but I have yet to find a karaoke machine that features his songs, but privately.

All in all this is the summary paragraph. It is a great cd, pick it. Listen to his other albums too, he has a great modern vocal jazz album which uses elements of his pop work, it is great for lounging around at Starbucks, setting the mood for a night of flirtation. Unlike other decisions and non decisions in your life, you won't regret it.

Dating and Relationship Advice

No matter how much you mean it, never say to a girl that she smells like durian.

If you believe in fate, take a potential mate on a walk during a storm with a tall umbrella in an open field. Fate will handle it.

If you are drawing a picture of a potential mate who is female. The picture better be the best picture she has ever seen or the worst drawing as some form of irony. Also be sure her sense of humor recognizes irony.

On a first or second date with a girl who you think is only about a 30 percent or under on the potentialness scale, place a condom wrapper on the floor of your car. Notice how she responds.

Many woman do not like their feet being played with. Do not try to open her up to your foot fetish by rubbing your feet against her.

Hair somehow gets in the way of all forms of sex, but do not try to shave your mate if their hair is getting in the way. A wiser decision would be to suggest to your mate, to tie their hair in a 'pony' type tail or 'pig' type tails.

Unfortunately, Japanese women do not scream like they do in movies.

It is not ok to tell a girl to act like a character you have seen on; Nick Jr., Pbs Kids, Discovery Kids or the TV show Dinosaurs.

If together, when you and your mate are walking a dog, it is customary for the male to pick up the poop, but do not under any circumstance try to re-live the video you had seen yesterday; at least in public.

Many people find a Picasso painting beautiful. If you are one of those people, try to avoid telling your mate they look like one.

In the event of a car crash, it is considered good manners to offer water to your mate to remove the taste of vomit and gagging feeling from their mouth.

On the first few dates, it is suggested to speak naturally. Do not try to make yourself sound intelligent by using large words that seem out of place or dumb down your language to give yourself more street cred except when you are dating a girl from Tacoma. You will need to dumb down your the way you speak, a lot, or more fittingly, hella.

On a first date, never give the results of your latest HIV test to a potential mate no matter how go of an idea you think it is.

A negative pregnancy test may be good news for some, but do not to place it on the refrigerator, that would be unsanitary.

It annoys potential mates of foreign background when people hit on them by speaking of what little phrases of the potential mates language they know. Hitting on a person by saying, 'can you pass the mayonnaise?' will not go well.

Planet saving tip #3

Never wash your car. It is a complete waste of water and the soap used in the washing ends up in the near by streams and water bodies. By not washing your car you are portraying an image that the car is not important. Others will sense this and follow suit as a form of belonging.

..so the dolphins won't eat us anymore

Planet saving tips #2

Instead of taking long warm showers, take cold ones. The torturous feeling of the frigid water stinging your skin tells you, thank you for sacrificing a little comfort to preserve the world we are all a part of.

..so the dolphins would hate us anymore.

The color of blue and teal trap me.

I think many of you reader have figured out that I do not write these posts on a computer anymore. I write them primarily on my travels to and from school. Given so much time, I write and write without a sense of deadline or page limit. This causes my posts to be long and off the tangent. In many cases I do not post what I have written. I have eight posts unposted, totaling to about twelve pages. I feel that they are definitely worthy of posting, but still, at their length are undone. So much so, that I do not even know why this post is so long. I am simply in need of boundaries as odd as it may seem.

AOTW: Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots

This album created by The Flaming Lips tells a story of a girl, Yoshimi who, as the title says, battles pink robots. Influenced by early Japanese robot culture, the album uses animeic (anime like) story elements that give a deep plot to this interesting tale, all done in music.

Yoshimi is a female soldier, in charge of defending her world from and advancing robot threat. She succeeds in her goal but after the war, she finds a robot and falls in love with it.

As expected with an album about a robot there is a lot of synthesizers. Heavily in the electronic and experimental feel, the album sound similar to something produced by The Polyphonic Spree or The Shins. Many people today would consider this indie. That might be true if there was such a genre called indie.

I first hear of this album on NPR. They had play a bit of the gem of the CD, 'Do You Realize?'. I listened to it, and i knew i wasn't the first time that I had heard it. It was so familiar. And do you know why? The song was used in many commercials, for land rover, and vh1.

'Do you realize' can be interpreted as a song about the end. The end of anything. Particular to the song, relationships, life and love. Much in line with Robert Frost's poem, 'Nothing gold can stay'. He, as Yoshimi's robot lover, will one day be found out and killed, but as a emotional computing machine, he sings to her, that do not worry about the end, realize that it is inevitable, live out this moment. It has been said that the lead singer, wrote this song while going through heroin withdrawals where he could only think of his deceased father.

I have played this album while carpool with friends. It drew curious attention as the most likely of love and tragedy albums, between not of a man and a woman but of a woman and a robot. Unlike the topic of millions of songs before, this was probably the first time they had heard of a subject as creative as this.

If you are open minded enough to listen to an album so absurd in comparison to the norm, you owe it to yourself to listen to this ingenious piece of work. Also, be sure to view the collection of album art for this cd. The paintings, whomever may have draw them (I don't have the cd with me, don't shoot me artist of unknown name), are pretty nice as well.

Planet saving tips #1

Removing the light bulbs from your refrigerator, microwave, and dryer can save you five dollars on your energy bill while also preventing one ton of carbon emission per year.

...So the dolphins won't hate us anymore.

AOTW: mmhmm

I think that is what the album is titled. I am not quite sure really. I am doing this off the top of my head.

It is by the group Relient K. No it isn't a Christian rock album even though the group is/was (i don't know if they still are) a Christian rock band. This was their first album after making huge dough in the Christian scene (i really wonder how that niche works). They wanted to be bigger, so they got with one of those big music companies and release this, a mainstream pop rock album.

I don't think that they would mind me calling it a pop rock album, if they did they should open up their ears more because that's pretty much what you are going to hear. All of the song have a catchy upbeat drive. When you hear it it makes you feel good, it makes you want to sign along, remnants from their Christian rock past. For this many categorize them as the genre, Power pop.

Now realize that I have not listened to this album in over a year. I do not have an ipod to listen to them anymore, in fact I don't think I put that album on my ipod when it was alive. But the song are so catchy that I can still remember parts of it.

'I've be housing all this doubt
And insecurities
I've been trying to get out
You might be the death of me
Even though you don't show it
Your promise is not noticed
Because

I...I got to get out of here...'

I still remember the chorus to that song not really hard to remember, and I probably butchered it a bit, but that just shows how powerful lyrics can be when they are put together with rhythm.

Another song that I like is about thanking one of their girlfriend's ex-boyfriends because as one of the lines says something along the lines of owing it all to him, and the mistakes he made back then. I owe it all to my girl's ex-boyfriend. Oh yes, now I remember. Word spoken so true, in a very poppy, say no to heroin, fashion.

In all it's a pretty good album. Never hearing of them, and just scoping my local library, a great place for new music by the way, I checked it out and it was pretty good. Don't be scared about them being a Christian rock group, none of the songs have any direct message about god or the stereotypic I love god tracks, as this is suppose to be their breakout album. What they do sing about is happy upper music, none of that downer emo stuff.

Hmmhmm: so catchy, you have never listened to it and can still sing along.

The Giving Tree's stump is no more.

It's over. My ipod is dead.

At around the time of 4:00 PM April 24, 2009, after dropping it roughly thirty minutes earlier, the sound had shut down. Having played from it all day, my thoughts were that the align battery had no more calories to burn.

Once in the charger, the dreaded halt to the hard drive spin had sounded. Repeatedly, over and over, the motherboard had tried furiously to get the drive in to a normal rhythm, but to no avail. The cries from its mother go unnoticed. The hard drive lays dead.

December 25, 2004 - April 24, 2009
Last album played: Kaiser Chiefs' Angry Mob

Ipod
12/25/2004 - 4/24/2009
You should have been named youPod for the hours of committed service you provided to me.

May you rest peacefully slowly polluting the soil with lead, nickel, mercury, and cadmium which will one day enter the water supply were I will drink it continuing the cycle of life.

AOTW: Weezer's Red Album

This album is shit. And not shit in a good way. Shit as in bad. It is terrible. I want to think of this as just a bad dream, but every time I go through my mp3 player it's there, looking at me, laughing. Like a genital wort, it may be hidden from public view, you might want to forget about it, but you know it's there, and you hate it and more strongly you hate yourself and the person who gave it to you.

Before this album I considered Weezer to on my mount Rushmore of favorite bands. With albums like pinkerton and the blue album, there was much to love. These were masterpieces created from the creative mind of Rivers Cuomo. I have spent so many hours listening to these tracks, enjoying the language coming from my speakers.

They went on a hiatus then returned in 2001 with the green album. Though short at only twenty eight minutes long, in my view, it was pretty good. Not as great as pink or blue, but met my standards for a good album.

Later Weezer released Maladroit, and then Make Believe. I like Maladroit for the thrash (metal) like guitar ballads, quite off the norm for Weezer.

Make Believe was their return to emotional cries of pain. At this point I felt that they have rebounded, that they were on an upward swing. Make Believe was great, I liked it thoroughly.

Not many people agreed with my view. They thought Weezer is over, dead after '96, they said. I never believed this. I just denied, denied, and denied. But were this album came out, I couldn't deny it anymore. The band i was envious of, what i wanted to be like was gone.

I denied their fall off for so long. Now in hindsight, I see the reason for such a long denial. Many bands suffer for follow up albums declining in quality, but i loved Weezer's albums so much that i could not believe they would fall. I believed that a magnitude of creativity so great as Rivers could not be ran dry, but with the release of the red album, i now see that it is possible. Creativity can run out, it does degrade when you get older, and someday I will become dull and unimaginative.

So why is this aotw when it so horrible that i want to forgot about it? Maybe i am hopeful that Rivers or anyone from the group will read this and see the disappointment a fan has after hearing this album and i hope that they will disprove me, and show that creativity is forever.

The Red Album, the sound of a good friend dying.

Something

Today is thursday. I gots nothing, nothin at all. they keeps on kickin me, and I keeps on kickin back. There aint no metaphors in my statements, it be all literal. they always be kicking me. it hurts. I kick back cause thats the only way to relieve my pain, to give pain to them back. An eye for n'eye, there aint nothing that can't be solved.

I rather be in texas.

I got to do my taxes. Over my years of hearing late night comedy from Leno, Letterman and Conan, on this day they will always, without let down, make jokes on this day about the procrastinating taxpayers of this glorious country. They will repeat the jokes they said last year, the year before, and the year before that. Now it seems that I am in the company of these people who slept in.

I have no objection to pay them. Taxes pay for the services this country provides. Lots do, but taxes are like the honor system. In that we all must pay, for all of our protection. We will pay, and we do.

But in a situation where all people are working in collusion with each other, if they all do not pay taxes. No one can be harmed other then the government. The government can not arrest everyone. There is a limit to their immunity in the sense of freedoms. In this situation the country has no choice but to fail and what ensues is chaos in a land, now lawless.

(response question : but if all people are working in collusion with each other, do they really need government and laws?)

I am feeling hot right now. Not because of my tax situation, but because of the heat from this bus. Also because nothing heats me up more than a shower in a rush.

This is sweat dripping from my forehead. Not from a hard days work, but from the early mornings travel. It this foreshadowing? As the only thing to expect in life is death and taxes. It feels like hell in here.

AOTW: Robbers & Cowards

Album of the week:
Cold war kids - Robbers & Cowards

I don't know how I discovered them. I remember being at home, and finding a CD with the words written, 'Cold War Kid'. I don't know how it got there, I didn't download and burn it to a CD or anything. It just appeared, so I listened to it and now I am writing about it.

Now this album, I like. It's not of traditional rock or alternative. This album uses many off key melodies to produce a sound of chaos and disruption that works so terrifically with the songwriting while fusing it with vocal queues from what you would find in a gospel choir.

What is like about Robbers and Cowards is that it reminds you that problems and self destruction are common among all people. The first track on the album, 'We Used To Vacation' speaks a man's battles with alcohol addiction while trying to be a father.

My favorite song on the album is 'St. John'. Minimalist by today's standards, the group masterfully uses stomps and clamps while the signer whales a voice so remarkable you'd think he was working in a chain gang.

What makes a good album for me is the total collection of songs. They must all complement each other, in a way that you know it was thoughtfully selected in that particular order. That is the same reason I think songs on greatest hits albums do not sound as good as when they were on their original album. A good song is good also because of its supporting cast.

Robbers and Cowards has this quality. I need not hit the skip button once. I can listen to the albums without pause. All tracks have a place in delivering the experience to the listener.


Fyi, the Cold War Kids are playing at The Showbox at The Market on april 22, for anyone that wants to see them in person.

Hate is a very strong word

It seems that people love saying this phrase like they created it or something. Thinking that their so advanced and civil that they are incapable of hate. It's time to knock them off of their high horse. I give you five comebacks to the phrase 'hate is a very strong word'.

1. 'Well, I am a strong person'
The defiant/confrontational comeback.

2. 'Do you not hate the effects of drug addiction?'
The logical comeback.

3. 'I just hate evil'
The self-righteous/circular comeback.

4. 'I don't see it that way, I see hate as a strong combination of letters'
The sarcastic comeback.

5. 'Hate, strong? Aha that bitch could hardly bench 115'
The random broly comeback.

This is just to say

Did you think this was another poem spoof?

It was. I tried. But it seems that I can not be a genuine asshole. That or I just don't have the capacity to do those things. Either way you win mister William Williams, you won't be rolling where ever you are.

national poetry month is april

Do your best to describe everything in respect to a sunrise or sunset. Also make sure you tell everyone they're beautiful but not tell them explicitly.

Not long forgotten

Just when you think things are gone forever, they come back, scratched, scared, kicked and bruised.

As just posted, I had thought that my mp3 player had taken its final breath. But low and behold, as I was messing with it today, it showed signs of life.

What could only be explained most logically by divine intervention. When I pressed the central button this morning, the idyllic symbol had appeared. My mp3 player fell just short of its travel to the light. The god like symbol quickly vanished. Knowing what this meant, I took it to its charging base where it stands comatose but recuperating.

A world without music

Before this week had started I was thinking about a goal. It is a simple one, not one that would require me to do much. My goal was to listen to at least one new album per week. I was thinking, I have plenty of time for music. While traveling to school or work, I have plenty of time for this. Then something happened.

My mp3 player broke. People say that you don't really appreciate things until they're gone. I even say that at times, but what I'm feeling right now is not that. I kind of feel liberated, not needing to bring it with me every morning. I am sure this feeling will pass by the end of the week.

This Morning's Race

I had to run for the bus this morning. It was all set up for me. Today, Thursday is my workout day with only a single class as my obstacle. I climbed out of bed, made coffee, made a sandwich much like a McDonald 's filet o' fish. I watched as Steven Colbert satirizes a former Alaskan senator as a hero, brushed my teeth, looked at the clock and ran.

Already in my work out clothing, first I walk swiftly down the hill. As seconds ticked and ticked, my foot steps became larger and larger. Steps became leaps, then the leaps became an all out sprint. As I reach the crest of the hill, I see people waiting at the finishing line, I now know that the tape did not yet break.

I cruise in to the intersection, hit the button to stop my time, a new record. Green became red, hand becomes a man, and I walk across triumphant.

Etc. Etc. Etc.

How fitting, I don't post an entry on my blog's anniversary. The story of my life. A life that I, myself don't control. Controlled by a system of decisions that must be made in such a way that it satisfies a life not of mine, but of others. That's how life is for me. My desires must be put aside.

It wasn't that I was reluctant to do what I did on Saturday. It was necessary. We must do deeds that must be done.

Something New, AOTW

Album of the week:
Dashboard Confessional - A Mark, A Mission, A Brand, A Scar

I decided to to make a weekly post for an album of the week. This way I can pre write posts for weeks ahead. The album must be somewhat relevant as for some reason I listened/listen to it.

For in initial week, I chose Dashboard Confessional's A Mark, A Mission, A Brand, A Scar. Released in 2003, the album is an emotional diary of love, life, and longing.

So in 2003 what was I doing? I found this album after I graduated from hs. I did like it at first? I remember not. I thought of it as the whining of a white college student with an acoustic guitar having way too much time on his hands.

Months later after the initial listening, I went back to it. Paying close attention to the lyrics I realized that what they were singing could be a representation of things I want to say but do not.

So it the actual album of good to listen to? I don't really pay that to the album. The only song I can list from the album is 'Hands Down', the first track off the album which is a good song, I do enjoy it. But after the first track ends I find myself zoning out and thinking of things and scenario through my life. Most of it sounds like the same song, whines from a frustrated young adult set to acoustic rhythm.

It is safe to say that this is most likely their best album. Not that their later albums are terrible, but they do not have that emotional delivery as 'A mark...' You can only be down for so long until you either kill yourself, or pick yourself back up.

Traveling Haiku's

Not a word was said
She looked at me, I, at her
And we both just knew

The car needs a jump
Truck pulls up and pops the hood
Crank, crank, crank, nothing

Sherif watches me
The glass acts as my shield
I pass him slowly

I called her 'tight jeans'
It's not because she wore them
But she made mine tight

Planes line side to side
They'll be going to places
I will never see

A girl studies math
Looks at the triangle there,
Laugh Pythagoras

Haiku's on the bus
Don't have any less meaning
Than ones in limos

Darn

Rhymes with yarn.

I wish I could update more offend. I don't feel busy but I am.

I kind of want to learn how to knit.

Hello to the day.

This will likely be one of the few AM post that I will be able to do in the next coming weeks.

Mornings in April
We wake as though we're flowers
Blooming to sunlight

I remember some article or something reporting that the brain is most creative during the morning hours. I would have to agree with this article. I feel more free to think about things beyond what I am going to do during the day. As time passes through the day, I am more inclined to concentrate on the actions that I need to take care of for the day.

If only all hours of the day could be like mornings.

Brought to you by the letter 'K'

On the eve of this blog's four year anniversary, I would like to say thanks to mostly myself for contributing to the development of this weblog. I would thank the reader, if there are any readers out there, but this post would be here if you had or hadn't read this post.

Kind of like a tree falling in the woods. Hint, next time you have an awkward silence, say this line, "I think I just heard a tree fall in the woods". No matter where you are, (other then the woods) that would deliver a smile.

That goes along with the old question, "If a tree falls in the woods and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?". Now go ponder your way to enlightenment, I have to post some more.

Did you know that this blog is older than YouTube? fucking true. Sure the youtube project started sometime earlier this month, but it never open to the public until months later. The more you know.

I wish it were sunny.

When you think your all out of ideas, just take a walk, and think about something else. Forcing yourself to think of something will ruin the spontaneity your mind likes. No one likes to be force into something even if you, yourself is the one forcing.

Why the fuck does your mind like spontaneous things? I can't answer that for you. Change is what people dread, and what people want.

Kind of like grammarical errors. Some people get kicks out of finding and correcting other peoples grammar. Did they think anyone cares that I was using an improper sentence order. I was drunk. They like to point out that you are wrong in hopes of brightening what puny existence they have. These are also the same people that like to use 'five dollar words'. As the reader, you have been around many of these people, you would like to ask them 'do you even know what that word means?', but you don't because you think that people would think that you are stupid or something. Don't think that way because all of the people around you are thinking the same thing, "this dude's a prick"

I slipped in grammarical, to weed out what type of person you are. I know it's suppose to be grammatical.

And The Title Is....

Today is a special day for someone out there. I know it, they know it, we all know it. So lets give praise to that person on this very special day for them.

Someone finally produces a double DIN dash kit for my car. If they made this two years ago I would have bought one. Too late.

It is getting closer to the four year anniversary of this blog. I am expecting an increased amount of traffic. Maybe I should buy more bandwidth to handle it all. I don't know if Google servers can take the extra seven people that will come here.

'Seven' is the only number (one through ten) with two syllables. I am not counting zero because you don't use zero when counting, people don't say 'ten zero'. Try explaining the concept of zero to a small child, it will blow their mind.

A few days ago the monitor I was using took its last breath. Constructed in 1997, it lived a long, useful life, and provided me with countless hours of translation. It will be missed. Its replacement will be arriving in the mail shortly. I hope that this monitor will also give me twelve years of use. Farewell, you were not the prettiest monitor around, you were not the most energy efficient, you were not the largest, you were not, the easiest to look at, you were not the easiest to move. I had dreams of replacing you over and over, but now that you are gone; farewell.

This is the first update from a phone.

Yup, this is the first. Remarkable, maybe. The old time readers of my blog might remember that i had post from a Sony psp almost four years ago. Strange how things happen.

Now the trail from typing this out to you will be even longer. First i am typing this on a phone to my email through wifi, it will travel from the email to post on my blog, eighthundred.blogspot.com, then in a matter of moments it will go through an rss reader to a profile on facebook where some of you will be reading this through facebook notes. I will start a timer now.

I probably can make a hard boiled egg by that time or get a doctorate in Iranian art history as you wil never get this message because of some kink in the system.

Oh well. That was a good exercise for my thumbs i guess.

Fancy Exercise Number 3

In my day, whenever that day was, I am not sure of the date. There
have been three or four things that moved and stuff. Like the color
orange, its name implies, that it is orange but you could not describe
it any other away. Sure you could say that it looks like the color of
an orange or better yet a tangerine, or a tangelo, but still who would
know that color by name if they hadn't seen it before. And well, you
can't. It is impossible. You can not open a can of worms without
expecting some of the worm to jump out and bite you. Things do
desperate stuff when confined to a small place for long periods of
time. Don't forget, worms have teeth, vicious long teeth, and they
carry rabies too, but their form of rabies doesn't harm humans, it
actually gives humans special powers, like walking really fast
backwards. It wears off in a couple of hours though.

The Fast World Still Revolves At The Same Speed

For being in pop culture for so long, the answering machine hasn't
really been renamed to anything warmer and lively. The cellular
phone, has 'celly' or my mobile, or just my phone, but the answering
machine doesn't have anything warm and fuzzy like that. Some simply
call it 'the machine', which brings up ideas of a cold heartless
device, unlike the original target recipient of the call. All of
which leads me to believe that people hate the answering machine.
Alas, the answering machine is dying, along with it's partner the land
line.

But now, the answering machine's twenty first century evolution, the
voice mail, has people annoyed. People this day and age are not
accustomed to not being able to reach someone twenty four hours of the
day. When they hear the machine go off, they wonder deeply about how
that person could be away from their phone. Many of my friends think
that they could not survive without this era of instant communication.

I, myself, has the reputation of not picking up my cell phone, but to
lighten the mood I set my voice mail to Spanish. This is an
unexpected surprise to new callers of my phone and leaves them
listening to the whole message. What happens on the end of the
message is a hang up. Then they usually try again a minute later,
with usually the same result.

Why the inpatients people? Leave a message, not a text message saying,
'Aye, call me back'. Leave me a real message containing some
information about the reason you were calling. That bothers me,
people either do not leave messages, or leave a message pretty much
saying, they called. I already knew you called, it says that I have
one missed call, and that one missed call is from you. Do people
think that others don't check their voice mail or something? If I
have voice mail I check it. The tape or infinite symbol in the corner
of my cell phone screen annoys the hell out of me. I that would be the
first thing I check no matter how useless the information is.

The cellular phone
Instant communication
Instant rejection

'Twas the post before finals,

and all through the lab,
keyboards were screaming, everyone went mad,
deadlines were arriving, to everyone's surprise,
not an eyelid blinked, adderall filled the sky,
such a plain sight of worry, buried on their face,
outside the doorway, the smoke burned like mace,
legs were fidgeting, like a drummer on speed,
coffee rings on tables, caffeine supplied the need,
anxiety turns to grief, to everyone's dismay,
asking, why didn't to start this paper wednesday,
everyone in hopes, of not to fail,
their only goal, just short of hail,
after finals are done, all the chicken will cluck,
I could have done better, just one more day, fuck.

Am I Suppose to Know That?

Short answer, Yes

Long answer, I don't know what I'm getting at.

Try balancing on one foot. You may begin to notice that it is easier
to balance on two feet then one foot. Why is this true? Probably has
to do with something in your head. 'Probably', meaning there is a
possibility that it has nothing to do with are head which is true
because people don't balance on their head now do they?

When the internets run out of space, I hope that you all have enjoyed
your stay, as this is probably the first thing they will delete to
open up more space. I used 'probably' again.

Alfred Nobel wrote back to me

You don't know who you fuckin wit, I'm fuckin Alfred Nobel bitch, I ain't playin witchu, man I will fuck you up son.

People come up to me in the streets, sayin "yo gimme yo prize, yo gimme yo prize". Then I be sayin some shit like, "back the fuck up before I stick this dynamite up yo ass, bitch" and then they be like, "shit man, I'm straight" but it ain't always like that, one time some bitch be like, "man fuck you son, you being all stingy wit yo prizes and shit" Then I be like, "you 'bout to get a Nobel prize for accelerating brain matter bitch", that's when I pull out my gat and blast'um. I'm workin on a rap and shit, I'll give you a piece, 'I made them blasting caps so I can blast them caps' that's all I got fo now but it's rough it's rough.

A gat to me is like symbolic and shit. I made guns and shit. Presidents and Kings be like, 'aye man wasup wit the guns and shit? i'm trying to blow Nigeria up and shit, come on man we coo'. I don't know man, but these kings seem to bother me at the most inopportune times and shit. Usually I be eatin some bombass lutefisk and shit and they be like, dialin my number and shit, 15, then I be like answerin this shit and be like, "what the fuck man, I'm eatin lutefisk, don't chu know who I am, I'm fuckin Alfred Nobel, I'll blow yo ass up, I got my own fuckin element and shit' and then they hang up. Don't fuck wit me while eatin lutefisk, that shits bomb.


Peace,

So this is suppose to be the guy who made dynamite and gives out awards.

Controlling Your Destiny.

Yes You CAN!

I was like you reading some garbage on the internet and thought, "Man,
What if I could control my destiny?", then BAM! It hit me.

You can, You can, You can!

My secrets to controlling your destiny can be had as well.

Why would you want to control your destiny?
Why wouldn't you want to, stupid?
That was a dumb question, go sit in the corner.

The long journey ahead.

Before the mirror
I looks at what time has done
Taking youth away

Alcohol she drinks
An escape planned gracefully
Lying about time

Leaving so eager
Her foot steps past the doorway
Looks back not again

Mouth chews up and down
extracting all the flavor
She leaves me wittered

Unknown place of goal
Tell me you exists somewhere
Before its too late

The clock keeps its pace
But seems to accelerate
It has moved faster.

Out of ignorance
"Sorry", I shouted to her
She replies nothing

To find peace with self
The goal worthy of applause
I fight endlessly

Long journey ahead
Take me to your plan for me
Take me to my fate.

a couple of days ago

It was a Friday. I arrived at school early, and tired. Knowing a
fizixtest was upon me, I bought a double espresso. I took the paper
cup which contained the liquid essence of the coffee bean, and walked
to places that I have never seen before. With each sip, the taste
absorbed by my tongue, enhanced my awareness of my surroundings. The
colors became more vivid, and the wind that flowed against my skin
became more apparent. The taste of became more and more potent as the
time pasted. Walking towards a vista, bare hands now frigid, a taste
from the cool paper container sends sensory neurons to my brain
telling it that they are being activated from place in which salty
taste receptors are usually from. As I stare out from the vista, I
wonder if my eyes peering to the freshwater's of Union Bay has
anything to do with it.

I shouldn't have wrote that

What is the reason for posting?
What is the reason for this blog?
What is the reason for anything?
There is no reason for nothing?

The long you stay around people and things the longer you grow
accustom to them. You expect them to act a certain way. (I had a hard
time spelling certain just now). People know this, and the courts
know this. In divorce cases a person may receive an alimony payment
based on the life accustom to that person, but are we so blind that we
do not expect change to happen. Life is all about adjusting to the
changes that is will encounter. I don't know where I am getting at, I
just went away and came back so I actually do not know what I am
writing about.

You probably didn't expect that last sentence did you? but it was
true, I did go away. You were expecting something related to the
topic sentence of the paragraph because it was located in the same
paragraph, but no I fooled you. I made you believe that you are
capable of expecting change, but you probably didn't expect that now
did you. Oh lowly human, you are too accustom to your surroundings.

Oh yeah

Post marathon implied that I am going to post in mass sequence.

Post Marathon Anyone?

Now what did you thing I meant when I said that? Post Marathon?
Was I referring to the marathon that was run in my mind? no
I really don't know. Now that I think about it, I associate the
marathon with pushing your body to most torturous limits. The most I
have ran in one outing was three miles, outside on a classic 400m
track, at a time in high school were I was struck dead with boredom,
and experimenting with my masochistic side.

What was I thinking? Did I actually think that running was fun? No. I
didn't know why I did it, almost every day for a half a year. I don't
like pacing my self. I don't have the discipline to stay at a slow
pace for anything longer than three minutes, it's boring. I am the
type that likes to burn away all my energy in the first lap. I don't
care if you will catch up in a minute and pass me. In a minute I will
do it again. There is no system to the things that I do.

The decisions of the traveling salmon on the cool wet road.

It is a myth that all salmon spawn in their original birthing grounds.
Most salmon, who had survived the arduous journey do return, but it is
a few that skew, and venture to unknown tributaries. This variation
that these few martyrs take is a preventative measure that saves the
salmon population from catastrophe. What these salmon find when they
reach a place not of their home may be bare, with less than ideal
rearing grounds, and even worse, the gamble that their heart had
chosen may leave them alone and withered, unable to complete life's
cycle. But if the brightest star shines upon it, and things just so
happen to be in the right place, two salmon, who made the same
difficult choices will find each other and thus finish their
revolution of life together. These selfless individuals, choosing that
the difficult path is not difficult enough, swimming blindly,
disregarding the road paved by their parents, all for the protection
of the greater population, come to a serendipitous conclusion and
create a new branch for their children to follow and a few unique
individuals to venture away from.

The sun projects a shadow on the plane of the wall

The computer is not a product of productivity and efficiency. I am living proof of that.

I am so hungry.

I think it's funny that I am not writing an email to a person, but to
an inanimate program that will never read this thing.  It will just
copy and place this thing into a text box, without look at the
context. I can write about how much I dread the person I emailing and
it won't matter, because I am not writing to a person. It is just a
machine, without emotion, and can not comprehend the meaning of this
message.

This comes in complete contrast to all of the previous emails I have
written hitherto to people. People who can adjust, interpret, learn
and do all things human.

The latter, to learn is to not make us human, no. To be able to learn
is to be able to live. We, as people, are not the only things on
earth exclusive to learning, cats do it dogs do it, all living things
do it. Thus to learn is to live.

The future seems a more livelier place. With the advent of the
computer, the internet, and technology the process of being able to
learn is accessible to many how would never see this opportunity at
any previous time of history. Take for example this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mx2P1_M-7UA . Produced by the renown
learning institution Yale University, the video is just a series of
videos provided free on the internet, for anyone with internet access
to view, and to learn. The spread of knowledge will be exponentially
greater then ever before.

The irony about this situation is that it is an inanimate system, who
cannot possibly comprehend the meaning of all of this, providing you
the methods of what it can not understand.

Shit it worked.

Now I can email a post to my blog that will forward it to my facebook notes.

Be calm, be calm.

My left earphone is out, I don't know if it's the plugs or the player.
I can't test it out yet, so I will give you the results later.

Also I am trying this blog by email thing out.

There's something wrong with the Chinese Zodiac

Earlier this morning I discovered I had no money in my wallet, not really a shock to me, but knowing that I needed money today, I went into some money that I put away. This money was from Chinese New Year, all thirty dollars of it. I don't like spending it, it feels funny to me that parents and relatives give me money at my age. But never the less, the money is welcome when your starving in front of a computer screen, fingers barely have the strength to push down the keys.

The envelopes are not the only thing peculiar about the whole New Year thing. I also find the order of Zodiac animals funny.

The story I was told of how the order was found is that the animals had a race. Which ever animal who finished first would be first, second is second, and so on. The order the Chinese Zodiac animals finish as follows:

Rat
Ox
Tiger
Rabbit
Dragon
Snake
Horse
Ram
Monkey
Rooster
Dog
Pig

There are many things I find unbelievable in this order.

Firstly, how the rat finished ahead of the ox. The story goes that the rat climbed on the ox's head and the rat claimed victory and it crossed before the ox. Have you even seen an ox's head? It's pretty much like a cows, they have a snout that leads its body. For the rat to place in first it must have been not just on the head, but on the nose of the ox. When on the nose of the ox, the rat would have been in complete view from the eyes of the ox. Not only that, but the ox is not that stubborn not to notice a rat on top of it. (full disclosure: I am an ox)

Secondly, the complete order of finishers is unbelievable.
A snake ahead of a horse? Horses trample snakes in the wild.
A rooster before the dog? There is no way a rooster, who can fly well because on its bodyweight, and can't run well because of aerodynamic drag from its feathers, finishes before a sprinting dog with four legs. The rooster is probably the slowest animal here
I have yet to see evidence that an Ox is indeed the fastest animal. I would think that a horse or a tiger could easily catch it. Maybe in an endurance race could the ox even have a chance at winning.


Here is my realistic order of Zodiac animals:
Horse
Tiger
Ram
Ox
Rabbit
Dog
Rat
Dragon (Chinese dragons aren't fast I saw one in Chinatown of all places)
Monkey
Pig
Snake
Rooster

I would also like to see the Chinese make a year 4700 version of the race with more animals like a panda, one of though extinct river dolphins, an elephant, an aardvark, more birds like a hayabusa and ostrich. They could also import a cheetah and get a greyhound for the dog.

I remember watching a movie in school, where these kids were trying to save a cheetah, and for them to save it, the cheetah would have to win a race versus greyhounds. The story was fictional, but I would like the Chinese to recreate that scenario in real life.

Now this is random,

Random and coincidental,

I was studying for my Maths test and stumbled upon this:

PDF warning (get Foxit reader though, Searsly)
http://faculty.msmc.edu/daven/answers/calc3/fall00/q4-answers.pdf
Check out page 2

Ten points for a haiku?

No wonder they were talking about grade inflation in college on KUOW NPR:
http://www.kuow.org/program.php?id=16977





(also for the people who didn't get my 'maths' reference: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pj2NOTanzWI)

Monitor the weak

This computer monitor keeps flickering on and off, killing productivity. If this monitor were human it would have some form of narcolepsy. Also if this monitor were human I would feel sorry for it, being as it never is able to experience the outside world.

Haiku Sampler

Purell cleanses hands.
Microbial genocide.
I feel power.

Pen pushes freely.
Flowing lines translate anger.
Class action lawsuit.

Nokia, the love.
Age does not hide your beauty.
You are Forever.

New Orleans, Mad.
New Orleans, FEMA failure.
New Orleans, is my home.
(New Orleans can be said three different ways, four syllables (Nu Or Lee Anns), three syllables (Nu Or Leans), and two (Naw Lins). The first line uses four syllables, seconds uses three syllables, forth uses two. The further way you move from New Orleans the more syllables people use to say it. In this haiku, I tried to convey the different perspectives people from different areas have of New Orleans.)

Sunlight pierces skin.
Caramelizing light pigment.
Clouds seen in background.

Tears fall from her face.
Betrayal poisons the heart.
We die from each drop.

Eraser of wrongs.
You do your job well, thank you.
Only with pencil.

Draw a Circle!!

Direction

You drew a circle.
If not do so.











What direction did you draw it? Clockwise or counterclockwise (or anti-clockwise)?. And which hand did you draw it with?

Me, being of right hand dominance, drew the circle clockwise. I have asked this of a few other people, and they show the same,
one right handed male chef drew it clockwise.
one right handed female artist drew it clockwise.
one right handed male student drew it counter clockwise.
of the outcome of the male student, another male student and female student also drew a circle CCW (all right hander), but their results will not be included because there might have been some influence of the first student who drew it CCW, and because they knew what I was testing.

quite interesting, in the 'Clockwise' entry of wikipedia, it says:

Most left-handed humans prefer to draw circles clockwise and traverse buildings clockwise, as most right-handed people prefer to draw circles and traverse buildings counterclockwise. It is believed that this can be attributed to a dominant brain hemispheres. ^[2]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clockwise#In_humans
From the citation:
Theodore H. Blau, The torque test: A measurement of cerebral dominance. 1974, American Psychological Association.

I do not know how factual the information above can be, but given results I have tested, I can not accept this as fact.

I still need results from left handed people.

Post #150 will be the first

Draw a Circle.

Possum

I look like i defecated on my desk and i'm just looking at it, wondering what i should do next.

Ji-ber-ish

This isn't a blog about me, cause I be typing so crass, I don't know what that means though. Fuck, shit isn't banned on TV anymore, you just can't say shit as the excrement. I remember watching E.R. , Dr. Greene's farewell episode, Dr. Greene had a inoperable brain tumor. While in Hawaii, in his final days, struggling with his motor functions, he tripped on feel to the ground. He then cried 'Shit' while exploding into tears.

It was a powerful scene, and very appropriate use of the 'expletive' that captured his frustration with his cancer.

Awfulness does not mean Heredity.

I haven't had an espresso post in a while, so here I go.
From this school's tully's I had a double. In my lifetime, I have recently bought this home coffee maker. the Maker has varying degrees of strength. Every morning I have a small teacup size coffee that was made for iced-coffee without the iced. It is concentrated well, but of course it is not espresso brewed in a pressurized arena. It has the same qualities as espresso but espresso it is not.

So I notice the creama, a tan layer covering the base. tasting it I realize that I have grown accustom to the bitterness. I do not remember the other qualities.

Also I am sensitive to caffine.

I am just posting for the sake of posting.

Winter months going through my head,
Contaminating all brain matter,
Frost bite destroys all memories,
Blood clots restricting circulation,
Food impassioned, cannot relieve illness,
Motor skills, paralyzed by,
by, by,
Sunlight breaks through the clouds,
Spring is coming upon us.




What the fuck am I smoking?

Lately I have been writing long posts

I hope this blog doesn't become relevant. That would be a disaster.

Dumb Criminals

At work this weekend, I was working. While working at work, I noticed a box of bananas was missing. My first thought was that someone must have loaded it. moments later a guy walking from his home ask if we sell del monte bananas. I said yes we do. He then tells me there is a whole box of them in front of his yard. I walk to his home, pick up the box and walk back.

Why the fuck would someone want the steal a whole box of bananas? Are they that desperate or something? That was a very stupid of choice of the item to steal. Firstly it's the box is 40lbs, and the dumb ass had no car. So he was walking up a gentle incline, he got to about a half a block, realizing that this shit is heavy, he then ditched it. ( I assume that it is a he because I don't think a women would be dumb enough to steal that shit, also because walking with that shit is heavy, and the fence that he through it over is just above six (illegal height for a residential fence but I would say anything) you have to be pretty strong). The dude didn't even that a single bunch. All that work for nothing.

Even if he took the whole box what would he gain? At cost that box is $18.50. That is probably the heaviest 18.50 he tried to steal. He would be better off if that 18.50 was in 5 cent Mexican pesos coins. If he were to sell it on the street for profit, I think he could do at most 20 cents a pound (really would you want to buy bananas from some guy off the street?). Simple computation tells us that 40 times .20 equals 8 dollars, eight fucking dollars. I am laughing at this dumbass.

Secondly how long do you think thoughts bananas would last? The bananas at your house, probably one week at most. These bananas had a ripe code of 5, which means yellow with a green tip. Some like to eat bananas at this point, (firm, some flavor) but I like to wait. These bananas would fully ripen in one day if out on your counter. But in this industry there are rules about bananas.

The more bananas together the quicker they ripen. This is because the gas one banana produces (ethylene gas) when ripening, affects other surrounding bananas accelerating their ripening and thus producing more ethylene gas to accelerate everyone's acceleration.

The bananas are packed in plastic sheets. These sheets are like bags, but have two cuts top and bottom. Inside the box the sheet act like a cover keeping the gas the bananas produce from escaping. While is another agent of ripening acceleration.

I can conclude from this information and experience that whole 40lb box of bananas would have black spots (leopard, is the actual term used in this industry) by two days. Lessening the street value of the bananas to around compost to free.

Smart things to steal would be, not food.

Do you like apple? No will I don't

sometimes you just feel drained. Like me for instance, drained. I am typing this on a macintosh, the keyboard suck terribly. why would you design a keyboard that is concaved? So unnatural, and is not ergonomic. the concaved portion makes the home row have longer strokes and the bottom is no where to be found. I must look down to be able to type. Shitty, Shitty.

I am talking about this keyboard:
http://www.doobybrain.com/2007/10/10/this-apple-keyboard-sucks/

I wholeheartedly agree.

on the issue of fruit, I would say that oranges are better than apples. All fruit is doused with pesticides, herbicides, spermicides, genocides and any other 'cide or side you can think of. On top of that apples are treated with preservatives for storage. Even your 'organic apples' have some preservatives going on, (not to mention the 'cides runoff from non-organic portion of the farm getting into the roots of the trees and into the apples, in the US to be considered 'organic' you only need to pass only a few less stringent criteria compared to other countries). Since apples can't last all year round without rotting, and the people's needs for apples everyday, they need to be stored in gas filled rooms so they don't turn bad. All that 'cide really interacts with the back of my throat, it really really itches.

I have the same reaction to peaches and nectarines, which is torture becuase I really like the taste of peaches.

With oranges yeah they still use 'cides, but I can peel the peel, there goes most of the preserves and some of the 'cides. And they don't make me itch. All citrus this year is excellent (sweet).