For now I smell the rain, and with it pain, and it's headed my way.
Sometimes I grow so tired, but I know I've got one thing I got to do...
Ramble On, And now's the time, the time is now, to sing my song.
-Led Zeppelin
Saturday, 2.24.01 - Gush, Bore, Clinton?
First off, let me state the following, ridiculous statement: I abhor politics.
Hating politics has almost become a hobby. You should try it. Anyway. Point is, I'm
getting absolutely 100% fed up of everything to do with politics. Everyone, and I mean
everyone, is a hypocrite. And this is nothing new. We've got Bush saying, "I'm a uniter,
not a divider", while he pushes for Ashcott, adding funding for religious organizations, drops funding for institutions that aide in
abortions, tries to start war with Iraq, and make us all hate the entire freaking country
of China. In the meantime, I've seen newspapers who might as well have the front page
headline, 'Everyone Loves How Dashing Gore Looks As A Professor'. Anyway. Speaking of the
media and politics, why is the media dumb? And, additionally, why are politicians
dumb? All day and all night, all you ever hear from are wonderful Republican friends
in congress is that the "liberal media" lets Clinton get away with being a little frisky
with an intern (why, again, was she saving that semen? I'm fairly confident the idea was
to eventually clone the president), and focuses on their bad habits
of cracking down those bastard teachers who are teaching evolution, and the billions of
dollars they're throwing at religious lobbyists, etc. But... what is the "liberal media"
doing right now? They're playing puppet to the Republicans every other minute as they try
to denounce the evil that is Clinton. It sometimes feels like the Republican Party would
love to try to actually get Clinton back into office, just so they can impeach him,
then have a garsh darned public hangins, like them good ole days. For the love of God.
They keep going after the man, and they say they're trying to bring "honor and dignity" back
to the Whitehouse. How, again? By trying to destroy the image of a man who managed to
have some sort of foreign diplomacy policy that didn't involve IR guided smart missles?
Most other countries hate us enough as it is, and we don't need current presidents and
officials shitting on the names of atleast moderately respected politicians. At the
same time as all this muck raking bullshit is comin up, almost no media outlet talks about
what utter stupidity Bush is concocting next. I swear to God that man thinks he's his
father. Anywho, this all makes me want to cry. Republicans? Shut up. The man is out of office,
it doesn't matter anymore, really. Media? Go to hell. Just, go to hell. You all piss
me off. You highlight the dumbest shit in the world and ignore things which people have
much more stake in. Congrats, Clinton may have helped pay off people to ensure his wife her
senatorship. What about the fact that Dubya is thrusting us into a potentially volitile
situation which could quite easily destroy the years and years of work in foreign policy
done by his predecessor? And the threatening China thing?! OK, seriously, what the HELL is
that about? Does anyone over in the large media actually know about that yet?
I guess it doesn't matter.
They'll find out when the shots are actually fired.
Sunday, 2.4.01 - Cellphones, you motherf*ckers
OK. I am going to FREAKING SCREAM. You BASTARDS! This semester, I happen to have
interesting classes, with interesting professors. And in the middle of something which
happens to be interesting to some of us, some complete and utter SCHMUCK
will have his cellphone go off. God dammit, people, have some respect, learn some goddamned
cellphone etiquette. TURN. YOUR. CELLPHONE. OFF. I know you want to be "in touch" and
"communicate" but what the HELL are you doing getting a call at 8:00 AM anyway?!?!
For the love of God, do you think we think you're special since your mom's calling you on
your goddamned status symbol during your 8:00 class to make sure you got a good, nutritious
part of today's complete freaking breakfast?! No. So turn. The phone. Off. You're also,
if I'm not mistaken, paying a good deal of money for the education that you are supposed to
be receiving (as opposed to cellphone calls you seem to be receiving). So, do yourself
a favor and pay attention to that instead of whether or not your goddamned cellphone rings
with "Hit Me Baby One More Time" or "Fur Elise". God DAMN if there's one thing in
this world that irritates me now more than anything, it's bad cellphone etiquette. And
on friday, the 2nd, god rest his soul, I saw the start of the newest, most DISTURBING trend
of them all: someone was riding their bike and using a cellphone. And not even a hands
free one. Nope, He had his phone up to his ear, wandering towards our Math Department,
riding around, almost killing people on his bike. Now, I know what you're going to say:
"How is that worse than someone riding with one hand or no hands? I see that all the time."
Well, it is. Because they're distracted. Atleast when people are riding with one or no
hands, they're still paying attention to what's going on in front of them. But, no, this
guy was yapping it up with his friend, arguing about where they were going to be getting
their Frothy Tea with Tapioca Balls or however you spell that word. Fer the love of God.
TURN. OFF. THE. PHONE.
And if I ever catch you using it in a restaurant, or a movie theater...
Saturday, 12.02.00 - Work
I wouldn't say this has anything to do with work as in jobs. This is more related to
effort required for scholastic achievement. OK. Normally it makes sense. You have assignments,
you do them, it's all good. But it seems that some professors don't seem to realize that
you have other classes. In fact, I'm noticing, more and more, professors are becoming self
involved. They insist that you make their class the only class that means anything to you.
Absolutely insist it, openly acknowledging the fact that, in order to perform adequately in
one class, you will have to neglect another. OK, now, this sorta frustrates me. I wouldn't
mind too much, but it seems more than one professor per semester/quarter/whatever wants to
do this. OK, now is it just me, or don't you think if you were a professor, you would have
assumed the possibility of this, and would have simply just provided a normal workload for
your class, rather than a workload that almost necessitates the students to start using
methamphetamines in order to stay up as long as they need to in order to get work done?
Am I the only one who finds that kinda, uh, I don't know, stupid? It's not as if students
these days are being over adventurous in their class-choosing. Instead, the professors often
times put ridiculously stupid demands on the class. If more than one professor gives you
enough work to FORCE you to neglect other classes, doesn't that mean that ALL classes suffer?
Isn't that just obvious? Who decided it was a good idea to just make every paper 50 pages
and all due on the same day? You know what I blame? The baby-boomer and gen x crowds that
managed to get so utterly self absorbed that it allowed that trait to leak into their
teaching. And yes, before you ask, I'm a freaking procrastinator. Why though? I'll tell
you why. Because I KNOW I can't finish the freaking work, so I can't rationalize doing it.
Now that wasn't too much of a stretch, was it?! Christ. And damn you, baby-boomer and gen-x
crowds, for forcing me to be self absorbed, just like you. The end.
Friday, 11.24.00 - Women.
This one is something all my friends are familiar with me ranting about. Women. You
all confuse me. Don't get me wrong. Some of the best people I know are women. My best
friends in the whole wide world are women. But, uh... christ. I'm this close to giving
up on all of you. :P~ Is it just me, or is every single woman out there that one could
find in any way interesting, either involved with someone, pretending to be involved with
someone, or was born with a boyfriend? Women say they want a nice, sweet guy who'll treat
them well, but when they've got the chance, it's like, "Uh, ok, you're great and all but I'm
not good with commitment, and that guy over there is really hot, and I know he's going to
treat me like dirt, but... he's got really, REALLY nice abs, so... uh... it was really
nice talking to you." Ok, yes, I am a whiner. Yes, I have been involved with someone fairly
recently. And I'm sure everyone's ready to flame away (email addy at end of the page :P ),
but I do want to make something clear: Guys are exactly the same, before you accuse
me of being sexist. Guys do the same shit. This is clear. I know it very well. I've
almost done the same thing. I've seen it happen a million times, too. To friends, family,
etc. So, women are not the only ones who do it. But guys also make less false pretenses
about what kind of person they're going to go after: guys are pigs. We know this, too.
When was the last time you heard a guy describe a girl that he would like to date without
adding some sort of physical qualifier, like, "cute", or "pretty", or "hot as a pony", or
something to that effect? Hell. I do it. I want someone who's nice and sweet and kind and
cute as a button. *shrug* The reason why most people don't seem to complain about how guys
do that is because we don't just say we want someone sweet and kind to sweep us off our
feet. We want someone we're also attracted to. It's downplayed more in women's speech.
You may not say it, but you're thinkin' it, just like we are. So, from now on, admitt it.
'k? :P Thanks. And if you're cute, and weren't born with a boyfriend, send me any email
anyway. Heh.
Other Stuff:
My gee-tar: Her name's Wei.
What I do instead of actually learning:
Kinda sad, isn't it?
Let's see, anything else?
Where does fnord come from? Consult the Principia Discordia.
I think that's it for now.
High Score?
Higher Score?!
OK, this is a little silly.
I have too much time on my hands.
Here is my cruiser (my baby)
Oh, yeah, let's not forget my senior year vandalism. Now, I have never been
particularly delinquent, but in this instance, it was just too much to
pass up. Sam, David and I found a whole set of over 200 tennis balls at the
Boyle Park tennis court, at approximately 10:30 that night. In an unlocked
chest. So what did we do? Did some crazy arse shite.
Here's our work.
That's a lot of tennis balls. But to really understand this, you have to
realize the true scale that these letters were made in.
In this picture, I am in the F, David is in the O, and Sam is next to the
exclamation point. David is 5'9, I am 5'7, and Sam is 6'1. So, in other
words, these are HUGE letters.
Scale picture
Unfortunately, no one seemed to notice. For some reason, we hoped that
it might make the Mill Valley Herald, since Mill Valley is such a worthless
quiet town, this would prove a good news bite for them. "Vandals Write Fnord
in Tennis Balls"... I could see the headlines now...
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