480i Resolutions for 2011p

I going to make some resolutions for the new year. Do I want to change myself? Hell no. I just want to do this for the challenge. Here we go:

Stop opening bags of chips from the top. This is a bad habit of mine. When ever I get a bag of chips to open I go for the top. There is nothing wrong with the bottom. There might be a bit more glue, but it is still a good usable opening. It could probably be beneficial, all of the small crumples will have a moment of relief, and the seasoning will also be more evenly distributed to the 'top' chips.

Quit binge drinking. I actually don't do it that often, but for now I will stop completely. There are many health benefits, too many to list. How I define binge drinking holds the key to success.

Work on my music more often. I have neglected my music way too much. I have got to work on translating the masterpiece confined to me to sound, pleasurable sound.

Take more cold showers. This saves energy. I, for one believe that I do not own energy.  This has something to do with my belief in the Laws of Thermodynamics. I mustn't violate any of them, unless I want to go to physics hell.

Have a serious debate on why dogs are better than cats. One of my points, There are more unique looking breeds of dog than breeds of cats, please create a rebuttal so this debate can go on.

Create a haiku writing twitter bot. Because artificial intelligence can to create art.

What is new will become old

I am trying to think of a counterexample to the title. I am typing this on a newish laptop. The keyboard is fantastic. Easily the best typing experience I have had with a laptop.


Anyways, the conditions of an entity to be new are more rigorous than the conditions for that same object to old. Also, new is not mutually exclusive to old, as a used car can be new to an owner who has just bought the vehicle. But really, does it matter?

I was just writing for the sake of writing.

Vapid Vamp Vapors

Why does the textbox that I write in got to be white? What are they racist or something? What, a black textbox can't be good or something? They make it seem, that oh white, it's so superior, let's make it so that when people see a while space, that's the correct place the type in. Key work CORRECT, so by logic they also make it INCORRECT for writing in black spaces or brown spaces or yellow spaces. Racism still lives, don't let any correct white man tell you otherwise.

can't sleep

I am ill.
It's the cold.
It's a strange feeling.
To me
To wear socks around the house.
I won't change.
But I can't sleep.
it might be from the orange juice.
full of sugar
and I chugged it down.
but what ever.
this post is in a new format.
I don't think I like it.
but what ever.

anticipation
not for tomorrows events
but the day after

The Narrow Balance of Obsolescence.

I keep stuff around for a long time. I still wear shirts that I have had since I was in seventh grade. I still use a cell phone that was manufactured in 2004. I still use a computer that I composed in 2002. I use stuff until it breaks, then somehow fix it, and continue to use it.  Yesterday, or early this morning, I finally bought a new computer, a laptop, it is already in the mail. The computer will, no doubt, do everything my old computer did and more. Thus I will find myself using my new computer more and the old one shall gather dust and retire into a state of unusable obsolescence. I used it all that I can. It will still do most of the tasks that I need it to do, so why should I replace it and get a new one? Rhetorical questions need no answers.

This Christmas' most wanted gifts are of the electronic variety, the new aged electronic variety. Unlike electronics and appliances of a generation ago (the eighties, yes, you are old), these new items are designed for obsolescence. Without a replaceable battery, that music player/pmp/ebook reader/cell phone machine device in a few years will have the capability of holding a change shorter than the lifespan of a Klondike bar in the heat of summer. Those plastic hinges on that laptop are going to break or become looser than a the sleeve of an anorexic wizard. The buttons on that shirt are all going to fall off since they were already falling off when you bought it. Those millions of Kinects will be gathering dust, since that thing that it plugs into is reaching the end of its life cycle or planned obsolescence.

Back then products were different (and I remember because my father used to bring that old stuff home). A thirty day warranty would be laughed at. That was a good time for stereo receivers, they were build like tanks, and weighed about the same. Japanese companies at that time were fighting for to put out the best product, and with the mass production of transistors instead of varying quality of tubes you could not go wrong.

It evolution of consumer goods has even reached products that typically were designed to last many many years, and were just about the second most expensive purchase people made, Automobiles. Now with shorter warranty, and corners cut to angles, a person is lucky to reach 150,000 miles in their vehicle.

I guess they figured that, you make more money when people have to continue to keep buying your products. I guess that started with the disposable razor. (FYI: you can use a disposable razor more than once, (and also those things are fricking expensive, there has to be some type of price gouging or collusion))

There could be some 'good' that comes from this. Consumerism fuels the economy, when people are influence into buying and are forced into buying a product, some lady in China can put food on the table, a dude in a high rise can buy a new Rolls, and you have a working cell phone.




And how did my shirt, cell phone, and computer survive for so long? My shirt is from J-Crew, a gift from my sister, if I button should fall off, my mother can easily sow it back on, (although I should learn to sow back on a button, everyone that wears clothes with buttons should). My cell phone, a Nokia 6230, Nokia is known for its durability, and their ability to just plain work. It came with features that are found standard on todays phones with expandable memory, bluetooth, 'apps', and such. My computer, I was the one who assembled it and maintained it.

 HAPPY THREE HUNDREDTH POST!

The District Sleeps Alone Tonight

I'm listening to The Postal Service's song Such Great Heights. It's one of my favorites. As I head towards an area covered under dark gray clouds my entire mood is will be dictated by this album. I cannot speak of what my mood will be, it's kind of hard to grasp the emotional setting of the album collectively.

This morning I had thoughts of Sleeping In, not much to do in the way towards tomorrow, but if I had I would not have listened to this album.

Nothing better, would it be than to have The Postal Service to collaborate once more to produce an album following their masterpiece.

Currently, I am sitting in a bus, Recycled Air travels in and out of my lungs just as it does my ears. The mood almost quiet, only a child's periodic cries breaking the silence.

Clark Gable, in true gentlemanly fashion, would appreciate the kind actions of the fellow sitting near the child, as he distracts him with playful bunny ears.

As the light of day becomes the dark of night We Will Become Silhouettes lit by the moon.

Incased inside another bus, the person sitting near reeks of stench. This Place is a Prison, once outside I still would be confined within the walls and schedule of that institution.

In dreams, breaking out of this system would be the only cure for my slow drowning. A Brand New Colony starts with just an idea.

The confining ways of popular song structure do not speak well of my Natural Anthem. I am not one single rhythm, just as all, we evolve and change, staying solitaire just encourages us to breakthrough it's thin veneer with greater force.

But in all, changing what we are accustom to opens another box which we may or may not want. How are we to know what effects lead to what actions, what is the action when the effect is to Give Up.

Seat Reserved

It's pretty early in the morning, I'm on a bus, there's a lady in front of me drinking a 22 of Steel Reserve.

Lately I have listening to music that I don't fully understand. They are The Pillows, a Japanese rock band or j-rock for that familiar eastern pattern. Being a person who listens to music and a human being, even though I do not understand the language of Japan, their chord patterns, rhythm, and the vocalization of their lyrics can convey a lot of what they are trying of say without needing the ability to understand the meaning of their words.

This weekend I went to California. During that time, there were many parallels between the music I was listening to and the interactions I had. In the end, fully understanding everything around me wasn't needed, it probably made things a part of the journey.

reflections without a mirrored surface

it has been two days since my ordeal trapped on a bus for five hours. The whole day was incredibly strange.  in the morning I didn't used my music player at all, until I was at downtown, I didn't notice, I was peacefully listening to the silence of the bus. Again going home, I 'forgot' that i had it on me. It was like I was subconsciously saving me battery of my music player for an important event.  In that my music player lasted the entire day, up until i had reached beyond the front door of my house. I had no trouble keeping my bladder under control, I usually go very often during school hours. Although I was amazed that I survived without food for so long. Yet somehow I pictured others who have been more hungry, by necessity or choice, what they do makes my ordeal nothing by comparison.

The totally not awesome story of Radical McGnarly.

If this is the last post you hear from me (inferring that I somehow died), the last memory you shall have of me is being stuck on a bus writing haiku:

Endlessly waiting
The slow creeping of the bus
Tortures passengers.

They say five nine nine,
That's the highway to sea-tac,
Is closed, all the lanes.

By Boeing field,
I have been here for hours,
...To be an airplane...

Slowly can't describe
The way in which we have moved
For moved, we have not.

Should've took the train,
But I never take the train
I wish I did though

Airport way is stuck
Even they cannot escape
Fate of nothingness

Partial diff e.q's
Do not seem that important
Damn hindsight, so late.

I thought Jesus Christ
Sacrificed his life on cross
So we won't meet Hell.

In total fairness,
It hasn't been hours yet,
...Couple more minutes.

Hunger sets inside.
Haven't eaten since morning.
Would sooo eat a horse.

Once I get outside
I am getting a six pack
Downing one on the way up hill.

Been here for so long
That I don't even care bout
The haiku rules.

It has been hours. I don't know when it will end. I have been stuck here forever.

Someone needs to pee.
I have had that feeling.
Sucks like no other.

People sharing food
That is such a nice gesture

What the fuck is up
599 should be clear now
Yet still not moving

Haiku is limiting what I am trying to say about this situation. I am nowhere close to home right now. The heat has shut off. It takes about ten minutes for us to travel a bus length. A haiku does not portray my feelings correctly. I am listening to Jack Johnson, even he can not sooth, my anxiety, my frustration, my helplessness. I haven't even mention how packed the bus itself is, packed to the brim, the driver needed to turn away people when in the tunnel. Another person is peeing now, you got to do what you got to do. Easy for me to say with an almost empty bladder. He probably feels embarrassed at the moment. But after that, it's definitely worth it. I wonder when some of these cars will run out of gas. It got to be at least three hours of continuous idling now, (and yes it is now hours), at least one of then had to be running on a quarter before the freeway entrance. Another nice gesture, people letting other use their cell phones. No one has freaked out yet. At this rate I'd probably get home at ten.

I probably got to copy and paste this thing into a txt and post it if I get home, I am writing this thing as an email, and well that still doesn't work.

Now I am running out of battery.

Now someone's making jokes about using the toilet in their home country, it gets laughs.

Definitely wish I skipped classes today.

Looks like I won't make my 10:00 prediction, still on the bus. Some people had it and left the bus. One of them was wearing a Timex badge number, the thing you would wear in a race, I assume she's some kind of triathlete or something. We are still pretty far from the exit, maybe two miles at least or so. I wonder if I could run it, but then again, I not dressed, it's cold as fuck, and I am hungry as fuck.

The totally awesome story of Radical McGnarly.

I see a lot of weird things. (This should cue you to that this post has no point). Like everything. (was the parenthetic remark about my post or weird things?)

If dragons had eyes, they could burn into my soul for all eternity?
This would mean that my soul does not decompose when burnt.
This would also mean that I question whether dragons have eyes or not.
The tense suggest that if dragons had eyes at one point in the past, they could burn.
They as in dragons? or eyes?
I made this statement a question by adding a question mark.
I spelled eternity correctly on the first try.

my textbook is getting pretty ambiguous, I'll probably have to study 'Dog is why?' for the final.

Damn blood suckers

Yup my phone is still broken, but here is a wiki page that I admire:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tables_of_vampire_traits
The fact that a person or persons spent the time to create this table to inform us all of the different strengths and weaknesses of vampires reinforces my notion that we are as human collectively altruistic.

Awww.

The phone that I use to post messages to this blog, is being stupid. It will receive messages, and incoming data, yet will not send outgoing mail. It didn't have trouble with is a week ago, and I did not make any changes to the email settings of the phone, email account or blogging service. I need a change. bye.

Letter of focus 'A'

A is a cool letter. It's like an upside down V with a strut tower bar through its center for greater rigidity. While it is the first letter in the English alphabet according to humans, A is actually the 36 letter on the roll call sheet.

A has always had hidden feeling questioning the legitimacy of its lower case version. It's friends G, Q, and @, have tried to point out that the lower case A does not look like it and pushed A to act but A has accepted its lower case version, and raising it as such.

A's orchia reference number is FF, which makes it immune to all fire attacks. A's balance rating is arguably second to only M's, yet A does better in wind storms than M.

Curiously A insists that it does not have any freetime, which is quite strange since A was let go of it's cafeteria committee position.

Mistakes, Ignorance and Responsibility.

One of my goals in life is to become less ignorant with every moment that passes. Although it is an impossible feat to rid ones self of all ignorance, any less ignorant I become, improves myself, others, and the world around me. The purpose of this is to not lessen the mistakes that I have made, while mistakes can be cause by ignorance, it is not exclusive to that.

Like any human on the planet or any other, I make mistakes. If you are a regular reader of this blog you know I make a lot of them. Some unexplainably happen, and the major ones seem to be caused by my ignorance.

We grow up as children, a blank canvas of a person. As we age, the canvas fills with influences from the outside. At some point in our lives we ourselves begin to fill are own canvas. Some would suggest that this can not hide the way in which the canvas was woven, while a twill weave will always be a twill weave, the nature versus nurture debate's outcome leaves all contestants we a sense of victory.

The mistakes caused by my ignorance are things that I want to avoid, but because of my ignorance, at the time I may have not known that I have made the wrong. To lessen my ignorance is to become aware of my wrongs more quickly, and increase my chance to correct them.

If I have wronged you, you may have just blamed it on my ignorance. While your lack of ignorance justified that conclusion, the blame should be put directly on me. I am the one filled with stupidity and I am the one responsible for the action, and your reaction. I can not blame my ignorance, it is a part of me, and if only I live for eternity do I have the slightest probability of extracting it from me. I am the one who could not grow quickly enough

The end of this day will arrive at the same time as previous days

unfortunately. Sickness has stricken me. I have felt worse. I probably am just acting like I am feeling sicker than I really am, just to show to myself that I am actually sick. Getting out of here would alleviate some of the burden of just being here. I hate small keyboards.

Changes, turn and face the page.

I installed new miniblinds.
The blinds replaced my old broken ones.
The old broken ones didn't close properly .
They didn't blind.
People, if they really wanted to could see into this room.
This room that I sleep in.
Once replaced, the blinds do blind.
This room that I sleep in is now dark.
Just like the world.

Letter of focus, 'W'

I am going to focus on a letter of the English alphabet. I hope to do all of the letters. This we be unlike the Sesame Street version, because unlike them, I will not take the letter's sponsorship money, to give you my genuinely unbiased opinion, unfiltered and not even proof read. Today I will focus on W.

W's a cool letter. It's right before murderers row of XYZ. The W can be confusing to read for people with upside down dyslexia because it looks similar to a M. Being a double-u it looks more akin to a double-v. The W is often a slower letter to write, it takes four strokes, though they can be put together without lifting. W's orchia reference number is 156. W will often beat G and C in most duels, but has a very difficult time in dramatic conger duels against J.

Controversially, W was the deciding vote in the alphabets decision to eliminate the questo tax which gave more economic freedom to the samper faction. Many of the other letters believe that W accepted bribery money from the faction. W was investigated for the crime, but no substantial evidence was found at the level of reasonable doubt. Some say it is because of W using it's selective immunity to sneezes.

In W's private life, it enjoys walks with it's dog, and looking at sine waves.

LOL

If there is one term from internet culture that will remain for the rest of our life it is the abbreviation 'LOL'. Meaning, laugh out loud, or laughing out loud, in my opinion, it has all the elements that will cement itself in worldwide English lexicons.

For one, it has no negativity. Other colloquial slang may feature some hidden mean spirited meaning. 'Butter' from the early nineties, well at the same time we were told that we should stay away from butter. Hella? Would wants hell? Tight? At that same time baggy clothes were in. Dope? Using a drug reference in a positive sense probably isn't appropriate in church, or the senate floor. Bomb? That doesn't seem right with all the violence in the word today. LOL will stay as long as people are still laughing.

LOL is a basic human interaction, with complex meaning. It represents an activity that makes us a higher being. Being able to find humor in things led us to be able to think abstractly. Without that ability, we wouldn't have tall buildings that reach the sky today.

LOL is easily said. That may seem strange because it is an abbreviation for an action and that it is mostly typed out and read. But in my head, and the majority of people thinking a like, it is said and read as 'ell oh ell'. Three syllables, shaped like a sandwich or cookie, has the same beginning as the ending. Which bring us to my final reason.

LOL is circular. Humans are naturally fascinated by circles. The majority of automobile, web browser, and mobile phone logos are circular of feature circles. The full story why we like circles is the subject of another post. But to me it represents wholeness, completeness, something we all strive for. The reason why we ask about question on the meaning of life, is to be closer to the reason of why we exist, the very answer would satisfy many and bring closure to their circle, LOL.

Perforated ceiling.

Do you know why the ceiling is perforated. It is meant for people to break through it easily. Watch out though, in older places which hold legacy, the ceilings contain materials that are not allowed in modern construction.

Response to

Some of you were put off by my post titled "Nissan probably reads my blog". In it I wrote a satirical piece praising Nissan's new ad. While the car is indeed, a small step in the right direction when it comes to energy independence, I was disgusted with Nissan's use of charismatic megafauna. It was a blatant attempt to tug at the heart strings of the viewer and guilt them into considering the car. The ad is also a reason why there is an environmental counter culture. There is a stigma of elitistism or a smug mentality when is come to driving a hybrid vehicle that is better for the environment. This ad reinforces the picture viewed by the public that the self-righteous owners of the car will be hugged by polar bears. The thought of that is repulsive and reaches new levels of absurdity. I for one am not a critic of the environmental movement, but after seeing this ad, I am afraid it has created hundreds more who are smart enough not to be feed the ridiculousness Nissan has created.

Life in 16bit Color

Wait not 'life'.

It seems my computer is expectedly not adapting to a more aggressive resource heavy internet landscape. For a made up statistic somewhere around 90% of the things I do, the computer is fine. But when it comes to script heavy web pages, this computer will stutter at times. A lot of forums, message boards are now switching over to vBulletin 4 or whatever its rivals equivalent is. While offering no extra content to the end user, the pages are slower to load with older devices.

It has come to this point. For greater speed I must switch over to a world in 16bit color. World as in the computer. The color pallet I see is diminished, though it was already crippled from the display monitor not achieving all 4.2 billion colors of the 32bit pallet, which would still be limited since I, as a human, can only see about 10 million distinct colors.

My hopes are in the next generation of browsers, firefox4 or chrome 7, which will have gpu acceleration. Currently none of the stable releases use it, my Radeon 9600 needs some work to do.

Nissan probably reads my blog.

I do periodic posts on tips that will save the planet once in a while. In it, I give tips and suggestions (though that should be commands) that will in fact save the glorious world we live in. It seems Nissan is being proactive to my approach, and has produced a vehicle and an ad campaign for it to send a message to the world.



I think my readers, being as dumb as they are, need an explanation of this ad. You see the polar bear encompasses everything about the fragile world, a juxtaposition of an animal if there was ever one. Large and powerful it viciously hunts down smaller, weaker and unworthy animals and eats them for survival, but the bear is dressed in the most pure and innocent color of the rainbow, White, it couldn't possibly want to harm anything. The polar bear in the ad travels far away, most likely in search of food given today's climate. The bears see a raccoon, a dirty and dark city dwelling vermin unfit for existence, Nissan spares showing you the bear's moral duty to rid the world of such creatures. The bear finds it way to a suburban community. The bear see a white man, married, progressively dressed in a natural shouldered brown blazer, dark jeans and sneakers. The bear then stands proudly, human-like and hugs the white man. My first thought for the bear's action was that who wouldn't want to hug that man of seemingly perfect Aryan blood, but no, do not make that mistake. The bear hugged the man because he was driving the Nissan Leaf, a car which symbolizes the antidote to environmental collapse.

Of course! To save the planet you must buy this new car and dump your old one, it only makes sense. Everyone needs to do it. The ad is perfect. It targets it demographic perfectly. Anyone gullible to believe the ad is gullible enough into buying the car.

So last week we read a haiku.

To recap:

Tapping rubber trees
Will cause my insides to smell
Lightning just hit me.

Now what do you think it meant?
...

...


The first line: Tapping rubber trees
Natives of the amazon do this as some of them farm rubber, but I think I must read this line as it is, without context I can not go any further.

The second line: Will cause my insides to smell
Rubber has a smell, a good one or bad one depends on your opinion. Spoken in first person, tapping a rubber tree causes my insides to smell. I may or may not be native, so do I think I am morally wrong to take their resources away from them or to take it away from earth?

The third line: Lightning just hit me.
This could the be consequence that fallows, as do something that I feel is morally wrong. Or in some sense it could be an epiphany that has struck the writer.

This haiku has no single particular meaning as with many things in life, the beholder defines its true definition.

Corpions leaf dock

I am currently writing an epic or is it epoch so all my attention is focused on that. I don't know if you will find it entertaining or interesting, but I don't write stuff for my audience, you'll just somehow find your way here and then your mind will explode. In my region of the planet it will be subjectively nice on the weekend.

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Tapping rubber trees
Will cause my insides to smell
Lightning just hit me.

In depth analysis of this haiku next week!

Planet saving tip around 19

There is more to saving the planet than the environment. There are also other thing we can do to save this planet. Take for example the aluminium can or aluminum can, I heard that you can reuse those. I guess that like pretty cool. I originally thought that there was only one drink in there, but I guess there is like two or more or something. And things like sunscreen, like oh my god I heard that if you do use that stuff you get all wrinkly and stuff and like oh my god I don't want to be all like wrinkly. And like you know in the summer time the weather is like all hotter and stuff. While tanning and junk it's like, you know more like popular in the warming weather like in seasons like summer, people need to be like more aware and stuff because they don't wanna be all like wrinkly and stuff. Sunscreen and stuff will like OMG, save the planet you know, like we all don't want to be wrinkly that would be like LOL, you're like so funny, we would like look like aliens and aliens don't live and earth, LOL. I mean I was like at a club and like there was this wrinkly old lady and like she had to be like in her 40's and like me and my friends were like LOL, what's this wrinkly old lady like doing here, we were all like staring at her and like then Shawnna, like my BFF, was like we're like staring at like an alien or something, LOL. Shawnna is so funny.

The victory of your shadow.

Today's overcast
Resembles my figurative
Haze that is Monday.

When the sun breaks through the clouds to reveal a pure sky of all blue, the only thing people can write is how remarkable this natural occurrence seems. When, in actuality, it is the sun who is the all powerful sentinel hovering over the thin line of clouds banded together hand and hand, disintegrating them with only a fraction of its power.

(or maybe it's because I am listening to Bob Dylan)

Planet Saving Tip 14

Be bold, and say "I don't need a bag".

Styles change

Yesterday I drop off some jeans to be altered. The alteration was not needed to change the fit. It was done to change the style. The jeans were relatively expensive but in a style that I did not like anymore. The alteration will change them from a bootcut leg to a straight leg.

For me the reason for this was that bootcut jeans became too showy. And for to be everyday jeans they needed to be less flamboyant. I think this idea was developed from me seeing guidos become more and more popular. Their staple club wear is an Ed hardy/affliction/polo shirt and bootcut jeans. Seeing them on TV and how they acted caused me to be disgusted with everything about that subculture. I did not want to come close to anywhere near that look and more importantly I didn't want anyone to think that I was trying to look like that*.

(and thus I sheepishly gravitated toward a slim clothed 'hipster esque' look)

But there is a part of me that regrets the change. They were expensive jeans and they should be a bit more showy then my others. I think they're still perfectly fine for going out wear were you should you a bit better (more fancy.. haha) than you regularly do. Bootcut jeans are not out of style per say and they won't ever be really.

*I am being honest. While I think I look good all the time, if I get the suspicion that a person is thinking that I doing something not because I want to do it, I will reframe from doing it. This my friend** is being self-conscious.

**You may or may not really be my friend. I don't know. The phrase was used more to bring to a conculsion of a statement or definition.

The Trying Haiku

A canoe for one
Rowing past the safe harbor
Eating potatoes.

The car flipped over
Not because of any fault
The car wanted to.

Creative writing,
The gateway to stretch your words
Into non-meaning.

Cursed to live his life
He wanders through the bus stop
Only stench follows.

The many papers,
Posted throughout this hallway,
All have the same taste.

Starring at nothing
I wonder what she's thinking,
Of nothing as well?

Damn good papaya,
Unnaturally scrupulous
For it is poison

My hair is too neat
Ironically I must flaw
For hair perfection

My stomach acid
Sits inside with low pH
Burning all to shit

Tires rotating
The blue money had just sneezed.
The box is shattered

My telephone
It works in both directions
Yet one path not used

Floral printed shirts
Have no place in formal wear
Cause formal be square.

Unburdened of birth
She hath carried no longer
No plan don abort

Ice cream makes smiles
Chocolate makes over joy
Both, euphoria.

Stock Rising: Hearing Aids, Ear Doctors, Sound Canceling Engineering.

Today is the first day I have worn shorts out this year, other than the times I have done that working out.

The album I am listening to is too loud. You might say "just turn it down then", but no I am not talking about that kind of loudness. This album was mixed too loud. There is nothing that I can do to make it quieter. For the last decade or so, sound engineers have artificially turned up the volume. What you get now is an album that has a higher volume level that before at the cost of dynamic range. How they do this is they even out the 'layers' the audio. Think of layers as the different tracks, the drum, guitar, vocal, etc. I really should have just explained it like that. Then they increase the volume. Even out and repeat. Now when a singer screams out to emphasize something, it will be equal volume to the drums, bass, guitar, and their own singing.

This album I am listening to is at -27dB most albums I listen to are closer to -22dB. While listening to some albums that were recorded in the early 90's I have the player at -18dB or so.

Go try it out, find an Original CD made in the early 90's, it is softer but carries range when compared to the square waves of today's loudness.

I recycle title names

I really do to. I put something down, when I think it's short and has nothing to do with the post only to realize that I used that title before.

It happens in writing, but probably not when it's the same author. In video game there have been a few releases that have the same name without the titles being remakes of the other.

Just a thought, they remake movies, video games, songs, yet they don't remake books. There would be some books I just thought of that could, to me be more enjoyable 'remade'. If Edgar Allen Poe could rewrite Hamlet (as story) that would be an interesting read.

People translate the bible all the time, they did it in the 70's with the NIV king james bible. That is a mere translation into modern English, they are doing it again with the tniv or todays new international version, somehow making it more modern for the ever evolving English language. The king james bible itself is a 'translation' of some older version although he probably left stuff out he didn't like, the dude did only convert to Christianity (or was it baptized) on his death bed (factcheckneeded).

The Up Date

June,




it's fun to reenact conversations people have on Facebook. Stuff people say online can sometimes be funny as a real conversation. Cool.

I just tinted the sunroof in my house, it is much cooler in here now, during the summer time this room would often reach temperatures greater than 100 degrees around the clock.

That wasn't intersting.

But this is:

Post office

That's a place where you get packages that they can't deliver for some reason to your place of reception. How many times a year do you think the average American goes to the post office a year, inside one, not just to the outside drop box?

I think black coffee is staining my teeth. I once wrote a long post about black coffee, but I have never published it. It sits some where in my phone that I don't use to make calls.

I have many posts that I have wrote out but have never sent in. Probably hundred thousand characters worth, but that is probably wrong because I am not familiar with measuring collections of writing with characters.

I always spell the word 'characters' wrong. I think I forget the second letter 'c'. By adding 'the word' and 'letter' in the previous sentence, I clarify to the reader that I am talking about the letter and word. I must say the sentence would be completely understandable if I did not add them, but I, the writer, assumes the reader, you, does not have the capability to interpret the sentence correctly without the added clarity.

If you drew a turtle, would you feel sad?

Unpaid advert

For the high mileage runner, Sports Authority has Asics' flagship running shoe, the Kinsei, available for only 99.98. Normally 165 dollars, for those who like cushioned and supported ride, this is your holy grail.

I tried on just a left shoe a half size too big and was in awe of how comfortable and how they would have provided a glove like fit if they were my correct size. The Heel cupping tech they use is unmatched. I have simply never put on a running shoe like this.

This is the most high tech shoe on the market. At one hundred bucks these are a steal. Made for under, to neutral, to over pronater, if I ran more often outside and liked the support of shoes and if they had my size I would definitely buy these, but they didn't have my size, I am more of a minimalist when it comes to running shoes and I prefer short sprints, and also this is a run on sentence.

run on

If were a rapper...

These are going to be the titles of my albums:

Hit and Run
Leaving the scene of a rhyme
Vehicular Regicide
Accupunktuer
Low sodium (concept album)
7 Calories Per Gram (B-sides)
If I did it (soundtrack to the book of the same name by OJ Simpson)
The grapest of grape

Butter enjoyment of fun.

I play for fun. As you might expect, lots of people play for this reason. While lots of people do this, everybody has their own version of fun and of play. Some are super competitive, they will play to their hardest and without mercy, they will find this fun. Others are out to play but it is the journey rather then the outcome that defines their enjoyment. I am probably closer to both.

The recently released Super Street Fighter 4 (ssf4 for short) has put me in a parallel. It is sometimes fun to play with the mind set of total domination, but it is also fun to venture the capability of other characters in the game. The game has two modes of online play (there are more actual modes but I will explain that). A ranked mode which keeps track of your wellness of play via points systems, amount of victories, and other stuff. The other mode is non ranked play which does not contribute positively or negatively to your points but still keeps the other stuff around.

A problem arises because the only way I can play continuously with other human beings is through the ranked mode. While I can be competitive and play with a high degree of skill with certain characters, there are some characters that I like to play, just as an escape from the rigger's of the strategies of a couple of characters. Ranked mode is not the place to do this. The competitive part of me frowns upon playing in ranked mode this way as it will cause me to lose what ever have gained. Others playing in that mode commonly do not play with characters unfamiliar to them, but my impatience is large enough that any fun playing in non ranked modes is lost because of the wait I must undergo from my curiosity of other characters.

This problem would be solved if there was the inclusion of the player match mode found in Street Fighter 4, in which you can play online and no stats are kept. This problem would also be solved if I did not care about numbers and if I did not care if others cared about numbers, but I am just a lowly, shallow, self-conscious man.
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(not related but I just thought about it and the word 'fun' is strange. It sounds chinese, but is completely english. Being only three letters long it means so much. The letter combination it took makes it seen so insignificant and yet everyone knows the meaning.)

Transparent Seas

I was eating at taco del mar when this song came on; I actually forgot what the song is called, but it is by Jack Johnson and starts:

Your shadow walks faster than you.

What Jack talks about in the song is about a person who is lost by some reason, and is wandering through slowly.

I did not hear the whole song at that time but have heard it many times as it is in my mp3 player. But what impressed me this time is that while paying attention to the lyrics, Jack keep using these things that are inherently apart of you, your shadow, your reflection, to that you have lost yourself. Those things can't actually change but he uses thing imagery to convince yourself so.

He writes great lyrics, which has been lost on me since the melodies he creates are so relaxing.

At taco del mar I had a wet mondo burrito, that is a mondo burrito covered with enchilada sauce and cheese. I have never had it before, it was pretty good.

I am currently at a Starbucks drinking a double espresso over ice. It tastes like the many espressos I have had over the years. Later the grass on my lawn will suffer wounds as a cutting blade grinds their upper torso into tiny bits called mulch.

Planet saving tip 13

Right now I am waiting in a car near Virginia Mason Hospital. I hear a loud bang. I look to my left and see a tan Honda accord drive away leaving a black Acura RL with a mis-shapened side mirror. The driver of the tan accord; cares so deeply about this planet!

If I could only be as caring as that driver. Knowing that any extra time to write out insurance info will result in needless idling of the car's engine causing a significant amount of fuel to be burned and unlocking this carbon sink in to the air. If only more people would be like that driver, maybe these posts would be unnecessary.

Hello

What brings people happiness?

A lot of things.

It is raining right now, for some this could be it for them. In our old farming days rain was something to be thankful for.

We live in a time were we have a lot more ability to do fun things. If you think you know where I am going with this please tell me. And so with all this free time to enjoy the enviroment we now shun the rain as we do not like getting wet in clothing. We are happy to be outside with our time, dry.

But are people who are wet unhappy? They definitely could be. Can people in a slum find some moment in which they forget their poverty and enjoy there time?

Every one has a different view of everything.

In the statement above I almost left out a cruical word that would cause it to make no sense. I read it again, and corrected it. It now makes sense.

Bonus haiku:

The world we live
Neither is left or is right
Always is many.

The spring constent

A new quarter dawns
Dusk nears as the meter asks
Not for my two cents.
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Spring, the season for new beginnings, blah blah. Sure, way back, when people hunted and gathered to survive this could be true, but it seems as though, we have moved beyond the need to care about what season it is. Most of us don't farm anymore. We are not reliant on the deer or salmon migration. When we want a peach, we go to the supermarket and pick one out, even in the dead of winter's cold. We have become independent of season. Earth might as well straighten it's tilt.

We have moved far away from the rest of the animal kingdom. But does this mean that we have moved away from nature's push towards a need of a mate?

Speaking with friends, girls look better in the spring. We unanimously came to that conclusion. Is it because of the weather changes that provides female humans the greater ability to flaunt their attire. Or it is because us men just see women more attractive by some vesidual property. I would think they are both somehow linked together in their development, much the chicken and the egg.

A Stone Floating on Water

Miraculous stuff happened today. I found my mp3 player that I thought I had lost forever. I am currently rediscovering the beauty of commuting with the comfort of music. I just took a final, which I did well on. This is surprising because having the later material fuzz, not doing the last homework because of a stomach flu which I am still feeling the effects of. And finally this morning I pooped something solid without the feeling of constipation.

Habeas corpus

I thought I would write haiku this morning, but I can't think of anything write now.

Here is the brick walking surface in one of the bus tunnels, guess which one.

There is a lady on the phone in the bus tunnel in the bus, talking load, she must get really really good service, or she's crazy.

She was definitely crazy.

Sometimes things just go your way.

When things are moving ahead of you, and your trying to catch that thing, it is hard to catch it if you are moving at the same speed as that thing. Something needs to happen to slow the thing or speed you up. Most of the time, in real life, it is impossible to make the latter happen since you are the human one, with finite levels of speed. But the previous, which you have no control over, does slow at times, making that thing you were chasing actually possible.

Today and most days I commute by bus. I take two buses to and from my destination. To miss a bus means to wait a range of five minutes up to twenty. During mornings, I actually don't mine waiting a bit longer or driving a bit slower. Yet when coming home, time feels very crucial.

Walking down my hill today I catch a glimpse of my bus heading away from me as I turned round the corner. So I catch another ten minutes from then.

When I get to the bus tunnel, what do I see? Well it is a bus needed to reach my destination, right in-front the bus I am traveling in. Most of the time it would be impossible for me to catch that bus ahead. But somehow in the University street tunnel, there was an opportunity, I politely asked to driver if she could honk the bus down, which she thankfully did, I got out ran about thirty feet to back entrance and was on my way, on time for the day ahead of me.

Going home I had a similar situation. Now more urgent to go home, inside a bus going to downtown, I see my ride home ahead, with another barrier blocking me, it is an eastbound bus which makes a stop not further down the tunnel as the rest of the buses. The bus I am in must now stop twice, once when the eastbound bus stops and once more at where it normally stops.

I get out in westlake station, run forward hopeing that there is a stoppage that slows my bus, but seeing that the buses brakelights dissapear, I hop inside the eastbound bus that was affecting my travel.

In the next station both buses reach their respective stops at the same time. The bus I am in about fifthy yards behind my bus, so I dash forward with my tired legs worn from wind sprints yesterday, and make it in time.

Anymore sprinting could result in a stress fracture. I need a rest. What was the point of this post?

Turtles change the world

Turtles are probable my favorite reptile. They are green, cold blooded and lay eggs.

I never had turtle egg before, I am betting that they taste very different from a chicken egg, given their diets are so different.

What makes turtles different from other reptiles is that they have a shell and can pull their limbs and head inside the shell. I remember in elementary school some zoo people can in to class with turtles. I one question was asked, how can you tell a female turtle apart from the male turtles? The animal person answered that the under shell of the males are flat which aids their balance when they are on top of the female's shell.

The most famous turtles in my opinion has to be the teenage mutant ninja turtles. The cartoon was the best, but I could not watch it frequently because the TV I had as a young child could not pick up that specific station that show was on. There is that turtle on pbs cartoon, I don't know its name, but I can't possibly be more famous than the ninja turtle.

I once had a turtle as a pet. My mother bought I for me, in a supermarket, it lived in my living room for quite sometime. Sometimes when I watched it through the tank I felt sorry for it could not venture off in the outside world. My mother would let the turtle roam in the backyard sometimes. Then one day when it was in the backyard, it disappeared, it could have ran away or was stolen. I like to think that it is free with other turtle friends.

Turtles live very long lifetimes. Because of this, culture portrays turtles as very wise and calculating. In fighting video games, to play cautiously, waiting for moments to counter the opponent is to turtle.

The turtle somehow isn't a Chinese zodiac animal. If I were to put in a turtle based on the theory for which the order of the animals was decided, the turtle would have it's year once every fourty eigth years. It would be like a leap animal.

Turtle doves are actually birds and that is what my true love gave to me on the second day of chirstmas, two of them actually. I don't know why.

For the first time in a long time

I decided to were nice shoes out. I haven't worn these shoe in over a year. All I have been wearing is the same four pairs of shoes out, but in actuality I have over fifty pairs, most of which have not seen daylight in years. Why I have not told you about it in all my years of blogging, didn't seem that important.

I am not a shoehead, not anymore. There may have been a time when I went on niketalk forums and checked the hypebeast blog, but now those days are over. I haven't bought a new pair of shoes in over two years or so.

I am thinking that I should, at least once a week, break out a pair of shoes that I haven't worn in a while.

Today I am wearing a pair of Nike Dunk SB Tiffany's AKA Diamonds. The quintessential hype shoe of hype shoes. Back in I think 2005 Nike released these things, pretty much sold out immediately in limitedish release (numbers wise, they probably aren't limited at all, and I am talking about genuine ones) and were the end of Nike SB' obscurity. They are nicknamed tiffany's because they look similar to a box from the store tiffany's, the robin's egg's blue, sliver ribbon, black lettering and such.

Shoe collectors are a dying breed, I guess it was a sort of fad though, Nike started making shoes specifically for this niche audience and once ESPN put a show on just for shoes and collectors it got to big for the sneaker subculture, the people who liked collecting shoes because it was a unique thing to do moved on to something else while others had to sift through the Nike swill that they tried to feed them.

Nice days you have there.

Today was a nice morning. After breakfast, I had the craving for coffee, and with it being so nice, I thought a cool beverage would complement the day.

A double espresso over ice was made not too long ago, its life with be short. We hardly even knew yee, but you were delicious.

Planet Saving Tip 14

I just thought of this, it's so good that, I haven't really thought it through, but I just think it's so good that I just can;t wait for me to think it through, cause that's how important the planet is, so important that we need to act even before we think anything through.

You know those hair clips people use to clip hair, you know the dark ones with one straight side and some serrated side. Well I see though all the time on the ground. People step all over them, and really, they don't even see that they're there. Now I hypothesize that the process that these particular hair clips attribute to people not seeing them, now compare that process with the growth of a tree. There is some attribute caused by the growth or creation process of these product that causes them to not be seen by human eyes.

Although only a hypothesis, I will suggest that if we can find and change process that causes hair clips and trees to be unseen by people, this will eliminate the sprawl of humans into heavily forested areas.

Things to do in the morning.

Wake up, the dark is almost over, in moments soon the sun will rise and light will begin.

Eat breakfast, your body needs nourishment, by feeding it in the morning you are less likely to have a hungry feeling hours after waking.

Laugh, probably the greatest activity we take for granted.

Say goodbye, it may be the last time you see anyone, a human lifespan is 80 years if we are lucky, with around 365 days in a year that leaves you with 29,200 days if you are a new born, significantly less if you are older.

Smell the roses. Metaphorically and physically. Your purpose in life isn't only to wake up to go to work. You are human, realize that.

Check your tires for correct inflation. A simple visual check will do. This can save you money on gas and tire wear, save the air we breathe from an insignificantly significant amount of pollutants, and may grant you or someone else more time on this earth.

Draw a picture of something, and draw that something everyday. Everyday that picture of that same thing will look different. It will probably look better, even if you don't realize it.

A piece of paper can be folded and infinite amount of ways,

This post tastes like crap?

Some form of drinkable liquid compliments food. Always is and always has. Though there are something's that don't go together, like whisky and hot Thai food, but things like this are not the point of this post.

I think this is the first post out of five years worth to have ever emitted to having a point, but it's not like all my other posts didn't have a point, it's just that you have got to look further into it to find one.

Beer is great, over my lifetime I have grown to love it and the beer I have grown to love the most has not been found yet. There are so many out there, and so many I have not tried. I am particularly fond of IPA's.

I am still waiting for the bus, I am going to be very late. Never mind it has arrived, but I will still be very late.

Yeah, so, IPA it is great. It isn't a brand like some of you may think. That would be like calling all Gibson made guitars, Les Pauls, and everyone knows Gibson makes more than just the Les Paul. An IPA is a type of beer, so my analogy wasn't really correct.

It's sunny out. If IPA were a weather pattern it wouldn't be sunny. I would think a sunny drink is crisp and even.

One of the hardest things to do is describing taste. I can not do it well. My vocabulary for describing taste is salty, sweet, bitter, sour, acidic, smokey, herbially maybe other stuff. I have never been taught the art of cooking, if I did I would have a better understanding of the english words we can use to describe the taste a particular food makes without telling it taste like what it is.

One time I was asked, "what does an apple taste like". That is an impossible thing to describe well without saying it taste like an apple, all I could think of it taste sweet and it's crunchy, but that's not a part of its taste. The sweet part is correct, but not a very descriptive description. My chef friends could probably describe the taste of an apple well.

I think I could describe the general taste of IPA well enough for you, but only the general taste since there are so many different IPAs out there. First it is bitter, hoppy (the taste of hops), sometimes slighty citrusy(the taste of citrus), the high ABV imperial IPAs taste sweeter which may cause the taster to feel that the beer is less bitter, yet the imperial IPAs will have a higher bitterness index that escapes my mind for what it's called. That is the best I can do, sweet and bitter, ok. Hoppy, citrusy, are ok for thoughs that know the taste of hops and citrus. If you don't know you are out of luck, go grab yourself some citrus and hops, taste them, and that is the best way to describe it.

planetsavingtip13

I guess you thought that I was going to say, quit using spaces so bits of data could be saved from being transmitted thus eliminating power used in these transfers.

But no really this wouldn't make sense. Spaces improve readability, this improved readability can now convey important messages to people more easily. These important messages could provide details about saving the planet. If un-spaced, the details could remain unnoticed, and the planet doomed.

Although the idea of reducing the size of spaces can help eliminate the amount of paper used, as now more writing can be used to fit on the sheet of paper. This use is only viable on actual paper, on not electronic writing with no intent of being printed.

What you have all been waiting for.

You are in luck, you have stumbled on to this page, and you will be presented with the greatest weight loss, exercise and wellness secrets. The time you would have spent collecting this knowledge from books and videos would have ranged in the hundreds of thousands not to mention the hundreds of millions of dollars spent on these books, videos, and late fees from your library that will get you no where.

I have created these plans from a collective millennia. These wellness secrets go as far back by predating the day of Alexandria. While most of the library burning to the ground, a few books have been recovered, and have been restored to reveal these truly amazing wellness secrets never before thought of.

Why am I doing this? You say?

Because I give what people want, and people want this knowledge so bad they will strive through anything thing to get to it. If I were to give an amount in dollars to this information, it would range in the millions of thousands to thousands of millions. But as I said people want it so bad that once I put it out for sale, mass pandemonium would ensue collapsing civilization as we know it. I don't want to be the cause of the destruction of the world. I have even been offered billions from a government which will remain nameless.

You say I am crazy?

You would be to if you knew these wellness secrets I am about to tell you. I would receive so many accolades that I would need my own country just to dump all of the packaging from them. But do you know what? I will only reveal these thousands of years of knowledge about wellness if, and only if, you make no effort to awards me of any type. If you see me you should not even thank me.

Why, you ask?

Because it is the right thing to do. This information, information coming from the comination of thousands of years and thousands of minds, should be public and available to every soul in this world. Awarding me would be like a child thanking his or her parents for raising them. It truly is a thankless job.

Without further interuption, I present to you the secrets to wellness, secrets so complex in their design, it would take scores of politicians and their founding fathers four years to derivate. But to it all,
It is as simple as this:
Follow my plan, See results!

My special weekly Weight loss schedule:

S: Diet and exercise
M: Diet and exercise
T: Diet and exercise
W: Diet and exercise
T: Diet and exercise
F: Diet and exercise
S: Diet and exercise

My special muscle gaining and tone workout schedule:
S: Workout
M: Workout
T: Workout
W: Workout
T: Workout
F: Workout
S: Workout

My special secrets for living longer now:
S: Quit smoking, drinking and eating junk.
M: Quit smoking, drinking and eating junk.
T: Quit smoking, drinking and eating junk.
W: Quit smoking, drinking and eating junk.
T: Quit smoking, drinking and eating junk.
N: Quit smoking, drinking and eating junk.
F: Quit smoking, drinking and eating junk.
S: Quit smoking, drinking and eating junk.

My Thoughts,

I get this a lot. People ask me, "damn, how did you think of that?". You know how I respond? "Forget what they told you about thinking,... outside the box, forget that." Do this, think outside the cube!

You might be wondering, 'what's the difference between a box and a cube?' well I will tell you, think about it. What did you think a box was? What could it be? And you might say if I'm thinking outside this figure isn't that the same?'

I will say, no. I actually see this sometimes. When people think that they are thinking outside some object, they are actually thinking on the same plane as everyone else and when they do that, there is only a short distance to 'regular' thinking.

You have to go outside the cube! A cube IS a three dimensional object. No questions asked. What the hell is a box? It is some abstract figure inside someone mind. That same abstract figure with them since birth. Now I ask, how can someone think outside something when it has been with them for their existence? That box has been so normal to them isn't that the same?

Box and cube. Is a box a cube? In some sense it is. Is a cube a box. Again that may or may not be true. But what is certain? Have you imagined some 'box' of thought that you are suppose to think away from.

The irony is that by just thinking there is some object where normal thought is located, puts you closer to, "thinking inside the 'box'".

Thought is a fickle fruit, as Emily Dickinson would say. Imagine this as fruit on a conveyer belt, moving slowly yet in such a direction it is always out of your reach. You have a knowledge of it's existence, it's always there. But no matter how hard you try to reach for it you come up empty.

The problem is you are reaching only in one sense, the physical. No matter what you are reaching for, you must do more than stand up, reach your arm out, stretch your fingers, that is the easy part. Reaching for that goal in the other sense, that is what we all must work on.

One part of the reach, is to know that the thought of reaching involves thought of a different sort. It isn't of anything you have ever thought of. So how do you think of it? Know that it isn't a cube, it isn't a box, it isn't even some infinitesimal spot located somewhere in the universe. Thought has no sense of distance or physical measurement. Thought is not physical, thought is just thought.

You may have thought (pun not intended for the sake of this post) that thoughts come from one's mind. But to give a counterexample, say you are feeling playful, and you see a person picking blackberries in an alley behind a supermarket. By yourself, surrounded by strangers, you take in the situation you are in, and start laughing. You have found something humorous about the setting you are in.

Where did this thought happen? In your mind? If isolated with only your mind do you think you could have started laughing? Well, where did it start? Did it start when you saw the person picking berries? Or maybe it started when you realized you were by yourself? My take on this situation, is that it started from none of these situations. That moment of enlightenment could have only happened from years of unconscious thinking. The reason why you laughed was not from anything you directly saw, picking berries is as normal as traveling with strangers in today's world. You laughed because there may or may not have been something you thought/remembered/compared/experienced in your past that triggered you to spontaneously come to a point were all things collide, and an emotional response to the environment happens.

I am going to wait three days before posting this. After three day if this still makes sense, you will see this.

Fuck it, it's too important to wait, or to proof read.

Boredumb

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There are so many things I need to do. For example, travel to the moon. If I don't I will probably not save the world from the jellyfish. Jellyfish are evil.

Isn't it funny how bricks are different colors?. You would think that an occupation like a brick maker, as boring that sound would only make one particular color of bricks. You see, I imagine him as some bored old big dude, wearing overalls, thinking, "what you won't that brick in a different color?, why?, the normal colored bricks function just a well." Well no; I guess that guy got so bored of his job that he started to make bricks in the strangest colors to keep his life from going insane.

Willy Wonka, is the perfect example of a person gone insane from work. Before the colorful walls painted with corn syrup, before the rivers of chocolate, before the dwarves rolling barrels of sugar, the factory was like any other factory. Sugar was melted into candy, it cooled, and was packaged. Wonka knew that there was a better plan for him out there. He knew that he wasn't meant for the candy business, but he stayed. He stay until his mind left. Watching candy every single day roll off of a conveyer belt took its toll. Wonka broke.

In the years before financial failure, Wonka started experimenting with lavish and inefficient candy making techniques. He imported foreign workers which enraged the local community. The growing disgust of work practices and increased cost of production put him in financial ruin. The only option left for him was to leave the debted company as an unfortunate prize to an unknowing individual.

.Or the sugar and diabetes rotted his brain.

From a place I shouldn't be.

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Missing the bus is one of those thing you do not learn from. If I have left just three minutes early I would have been on a bus heading to the start of my day, but now I am just here alone with you, waiting for another bus to arrive in twenty minutes.

It has started to rain, but that is all right because I am under shelter. Looking up, the transparent roof and falling leaves have collaborated to make a mosaic of purple and brown.

There is a bottle of Cisco to the left of me in the corner, were someone wanting escape, has managed to drink all but a remaining ring of strawberry left on the bottom of the clear glass.

A south bound bus is passing me. I now know that the north bound bus, the bus I have missed a quarter hour ago will be arriving soon.

But I always knew that the bus would be arriving soon.

Obvious, Oblivious, Oblivion

Obvious Haiku
Ones on the weather and such.
Are made obvious.
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Rain pour down from sky
Obviously nowhere else
Rain only moves down

Winter nights are dark.
So are the nights of summer,
Also spring and fall

Clothes get wet in rain.
I wish they got dry in rain
But God made rain wet.

Watergun fights now,
Wouldn't be enjoyable.
Everyone would loose.

"We are going fast."
"I'll get to work in no time"
...This is an airplane...

The stereotype:
White people like mayonnaise
Not true, they love it.

"It's really pouring"
In other stories today,
Short people are short

The power of the pen

You know,
One of those books, could be pretty entertaning right now.
I will bring one tomorrow.

Books are filled with words
Words are used to mock people
And write love letters

Planet saving tip 12

Be less angry. You stomp your feet harder as you step, you punch in your keys harder as you type, you scream louder as you yell at me. All of which uses more energy, causing you to replenish that energy with food. Food that is grow with the most valuble resources of all, water and sunlight.

Lets not be angry, bye bye.

Can anyone guess who my favorite Seattle Mariner is?

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Griffey?
No.
A-Rod?
No.
Martinez?
No.
Moyer?
No.
Ichiro?
No.

It was and is, Randy Johnson.

Today, after a long, successful career, Randy Johnson is retiring.

I will remember him as the most intimidating player of my lifetime. He was a giant on the mound. Standing 6'10" on top of an 10" mound, he towered over hitters. Starring into the opposing hitter, with a glove over his face and cap shading his eyes, he looked more like a villain from a movie than an MLB pitcher. When it came to his delivery, when his left arm cocked to three quarters coming from the side, hitter knew it was going to be a long day when the ball flew by them at 99 mph or disappeared into the ankles of their right handed stance.

Lefties feared him. John Kruk, who had the fortune of playing in different leagues as Johnson, most of his career, had the mis-pleasure of seeing two wild pitches by Johnson pass behind him in to separate All-Star games.

To add to his villainy, wild life was not even safe. Remembered as one to the most bizarre events in sports, during a preseason game, a fastball directed at the plate collided with a dove crossing its path. With a puff of feathers, the dove rolled to the ground to never discover what hit it.

After a great career there is no doubt that we will be seeing his figure hovering over you, and with his eyes intent on destroying anything in his way in Cooperstown.

Whistle

Quietly sitting
Her rhythmic legs disagrees
Anxious for today
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Today on the bus nothing much going on.

Yesterday on the bus going home I saw the effects of alcoholism and poverty

New season of album of the week coming soon.

All I need do is get a new music player. Something compact to workout with, decent memory size, expandable, wifi would be nice, drop and drag uploading.

(that should be drag and drop but don't feel like correcting myself)

New sondre lerche, new muse, kaiser, vampire weekend, I need to check this out.

Promo over.

Questions for President Obama

KSL: What brand of cigarettes did you/do you smoke?

President Obama:

KSL: Hypothetically, if money was the cause of health problems, though money could be used to cure health problems, but by curing health problems the world creates more money and more health problems. What would you want to get rid of, money or health problems?

BHO:

KSL: When you went to the grocery store, way back when, did you buy store brand item or name brand items, or did you forgo prepared food altogether? Also, paper or plastic?

Barack Obama:

KSL: If you were to be given two years to live, would you selfishly resign the presidency and live your remaining time with your family or would you live your final days as a servant to the United States of America?

Current President of the United States of America:

KSL: If time caused you and everyone to grow old, but you as president had the power to stop time, would you do it?

Mr. President:

KSL: I have been wondering through life taking a small sample from each of the plates at the buffet, now older than I have ever been, is it time to settle down and commit to a path who's destination may come to no end.

Barack:

KSL: What country would you like to be best friends with?

The Commander and Chief:

KSL: They say it is pretty lonely at the top, I can not think of a higher top on this earth that you have achieved, are you lonely?

Mr. Obama:

KSL: How was your Christmas and new year? Do you have to announce what gifts you received and whom they are from?

President Obama, USA:

If you are President Obama and would like to answer these question, you can either message me with your answers or you can message me and I will give you a temporary account to edit in your answers.