should be a compound word

eachother, atleast, infront, everytime, alot, ofcourse, infact, otherside ...
there will be more.

Re: Barb

Dear Barb,
You do not have to Love somebody just because they Love you. But, if you let them think you Love them: God help your eternal soul, for you are a betrayer.

My boyfriend is an ass.
Moral: people can suprise you, and not always for the better.

one life

You only live once, spend it doing what you like. There was a cop who left his job as a highway patrol to become a professional bowler. There.
Now I am pretty sure he might have bowled a few perfect games, and lived the part. So, if you don't have the talent, you can't live whatever dream you want. If you are terrible at math, you can't be an astronaut.
Moral: do what you love, unless you suck at it.

Gay Zombies

Something is strangely hot bout this... more strange than hot, but till a little hot.

The first Message

The first message was not a threat of damnation. But, yet, we still all live in fear and that is what runs many people's faith. Many men are afraid to do things because they fear the fire. I kid you not, some people think that God is only going to punish them.

The first message:
"Fear not."
That was the message.

This is the knot I tie. it looks really good.

send this to the republicans

I Kissed a Boy

This was the way I planned, simply my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand, lost my discretion
It's just what I'm used to, just hadda try you on
It's obvious how you caught my attention

I kissed a boy and I liked it
The taste of his black tube chapstick
I kissed a boy just to try him
I hope my boyfriend don't find him

It felt so wrong, it felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed that boy and I liked it
I knew I'd like it

No, I even know his name, not a random hooker
He's my expert game, just my nature
It's not what good bois do, not how they should behave
My head gets so confused, hard to obey

I kissed a boy and I liked it
The taste of his black tube chapstick
I kissed a boy just to try him
I hope my boyfriend don't find him

It felt so wrong, it felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed that boy and I liked it
I knew I'd like it

Us gays we are so magical
Soft skin, hot lips, so kissable
Hard to resist, so grabable
Too bad to deny it
It ain't no big deal, so innocent

I kissed a boy and I liked it
The taste of his black tube chapstick
I kissed a boy just to try him
I hope my boyfriend don't find him

It felt so wrong, it felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed that boy and I liked it
I knew I'd like it


it seemed like there was more I could do with the song before I actually sat down and started changing it... now it kinda sucks.

Thank god, for He has provuded once again.

http://www.iamastuffedanimal.com/?page_id=220

When gay men and Straight men interact...

I am gay. That is a fact. And as human I love social interaction.
People are not meant to exist alone in bubbles. I need to preface this post with that.
If a straight guy talks to a gay guy, the scenario could go 2 ways (well, that is an understatement and simplification.)
Way 1;
They meet and talk and turn into buddies like two heterosexuals, going and doing "normal stuff". If the gay guy invites the straight guy to a gay-esque bar it can mean that he is comfortable enough to share and expose himself (haha- very funny but I am being serious now)to that guy. That is a great thing!
way 2;
They meet and the gay guy pretends to be uninterested sexually, but really is. That is bad, as it will end with hurt feelings. Plus it is awkward as hell for the straight guy.

So, it boils down to: Gay guys should be treated like less attractive straight females by heterosexual men. If they ask you to "do something as friends" they can go either way.

Now. That is the gay guy talking to the straight guy. What about a straight guy talking to a gay guy and asking him out as friends? This is a bit more tricky. or is it? We know that there is not a sexual drive involved in this.
A STRAIGHT GUY THAT WANTS TO BE FRIENDS WITH A GAY GUY CAN'T HAVE AN ULTERIOR MOTIVE. Unless he wants his living room decorated.
When a straight guy asks a guy out for a drink or lunch, he is intending it to be a drink or lunch. And that is what it should be.
If I were a gay guy and a straight guy said to me "Hey, why don't we go get a drink Thursday night at Bar X so we can get to know each other?" I would say that I would be up for that. Then when we get there, I would talk about me and let him talk about himself. I would shake his hand at the end and say, "This was fun, we should do this again." If he agreed, I would suggest lunch sometime.
And that is where a two-way friendship is. Both people are happy.

This was exactly what happened to me with a friend of mine, on 10/15 I posted about this.
He and I are great friends and he and I are very comfortable with each other now.


Oh, and if the straight guy puts a move on you... say no the first 2 times, then yes the third time. This makes it look like you had no intention of such a thing. Unless he has a family and a wife, then you say no every time for the first two man-dates. From there, you will not need my advice, you will know he feels.

going so far

I have been a big believer that if I put out good, good will come back to me. This has been working for me in most aspects, except one. I am not going to say what it is, but I got a phone call with news that wasn't that great. So, back to square 1.

yeah for love!!

Love is always a good choice.

once again

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pure illumination.
That is what I will call the company.

Mixed signals

I went around the short north today looking for a job to refill my pocket. Basically I heard two responses from those that were not going to hire me. I heard various thing from those actually interested, but those are the point right now.
When they aren't interested they say "we are accepting applicatians..." or "Sorry, we aren't." One es much nicer sounding, and gives you a little bit of hope. The other dashes your hopes. When they tell you they are taking applications and put yours on the pile, it is like giving you a little less air everyday till you choke.

I much prefer the quick dash.

omegle

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hey abbe
Stranger: *babe
You: haah, abe...
Stranger: LOL
You: asl?
Stranger: didnt mean to mix up the letters :P
Stranger: 18 f USA
Stranger: you?
You: 23 m usa
Stranger: nice :)
Stranger: where abouts in the usa u live?
You: Mid Ohio
Stranger: cool. i live Bayonne
You: nice
Stranger: :)
You: you in school?
Stranger: just left
Stranger: in uni :)
You: me too osu
Stranger: wicked. but your 23!?
Stranger: lol
You: I groduate in 7 days
Stranger: nice ;D
Stranger: you taken?
You: I am freaking out
Stranger: why?
You: I am taken, but flirting is free
Stranger: haha :):) cool.
Stranger: im in a relationship
Stranger: im pregnant.
Stranger: 2 months
You: I am freaking because i am not sure what i am going to do
Stranger: oh ok.
You: awe, congrats
Stranger: thanks!
You: i don't know much about pregnancy. Can you tell the sex by 2 months?
Stranger: im not in uni at the mo because of the baby so im off for abit so its good to stay at home but my boyfriend works wednesdays and thursdays so its abit lonely.
Stranger: no unfortunley :( but im desparate to know!
You: when will you know?
Stranger: in about 5 months time :(
You: sheesh!
You: that is a long wait
Stranger: i have to keep going for checkups to see if the baby is healthy and alive.
Stranger: i know! :(
You: any name ideas?
Stranger: for a boy, i like : Adam + for a girl, i like: Layla
Stranger: but i dont know.
You: lovely names
Stranger: thanks :):) my boyfriend doesnt like them :( so they wont probably be called that.
You: what does he want?
Stranger: for a boy, he likes: Ryan + for a girl, he likes: Keira
You: those are nice too
Stranger: i know.
Stranger: i dont know what to do.
Stranger: i want them to be unique names.
You: maybe you can combine them... arian and kayla
Stranger: i dont think i will want sex again until im older. lol
You: hmm not arian
Stranger: haha
You: hahah
Stranger: its hard seeing as im quite young.
Stranger: im finding it hard to cope..
Stranger: but its okay. (i think)
Stranger: you there?
You: think of it like this; ladies have been having kids since the dawn of time. All have felt unpreparred. Many have ben so scared that they break daown or hide it from themselves and others. You are under the care of a pysician, you have your boyfriend (who has a job) and
You: you'll be fine
Stranger: thanks :) i guess your right !! thanks for the BRILLIANT advice.
Stranger: but im scared if me and my boyfriend break up :(
Stranger: im left with the baby, hard to cope with it, all by myself.
Stranger: we always have arguments that make me want to break down and cry. but i have to be strong.
You: you have your highschool diploma? that puts you ahead of many mothers your age
Stranger: otherwise he threatens to leave..
Stranger: true.
You: he does?
Stranger: yeah.
You: hmmm
Stranger: :( and i get scared
You: perhapse he is just as scared
Stranger: but i dont want the baby (OR EVEN ME) to get hurt.
You: you need to show you are there for him and let him show he is thuru for you
Stranger: i just want a happy life.
Stranger: but im always trying so hard for him. and he just...
Stranger: he beats me
Stranger: beats me up...
Stranger: which is why im on here. being as bored as ever. but i will have to go too because he says im not allowed on this.
You: hmm. well. that is a pickle
You: how old is he?
Stranger: hes just turned 19
Stranger: in November
Stranger: and i just cant leave him. because of the baby...
You: how long did you date before the baby
Stranger: about a year?
You: ok.
Stranger: im not tooo sure.
Stranger: *too
You: if you stay you face physical danger of you and your child
You: if you go, you risk being alone.
Stranger: but what can i do without him!
Stranger: he makes the money.
You: you have parents?
Stranger: he is the dad!
Stranger: well, only my mum. my dad died about 2 years ago.
You: a dad and a father are different things
You: can you live with your mom?
Stranger: no. she lives with her new "husband to be" :(
You: in his house?
Stranger: in her flat.
Stranger: but he doesnt work - none of them do - so i cant live there.
You: it is her flat, she can have you there if she wants
Stranger: they like time alone. :(
Stranger: but she follows my "stepdad" Paul. whatever Paul wants her to do, she does it
You: ok' so ohe isn't an option
Stranger: :(
Stranger: there is noone else.
You: have a good friend?
Stranger: my best friend, Sabrina.
You: is she single?
Stranger: no.
You: and how long have you known her?
Stranger: she lives with her boyfriend.
Stranger: since i was a couple of centermetres tall.
You: does anyone know about your dangerous situation?
Stranger: no. i have tried to tell my mum but shes too interested in Paul.
Stranger: Sabrina has seen it happen but shes too into her boy
Stranger: its so hard.
Stranger: but i dont want to get rid of the baby! the baby is my baby...
You: if you say, "mom' he hits me" she will let you in
Stranger: no. she wont believe me.
Stranger: hes a kiss up to my mum.
Stranger: he always has been. she likes him,
Stranger: its like he flirts with my mum!
You: mom's are smart. they can see through things
Stranger: he once told me he didnt really love me... :(
Stranger: my mum cant because she always concentrates Paul.
You: she might not like him and just pretend to for your sake
Stranger: she does. she really does.
Stranger: she says to me i wont ever find someone like him ever again.
Stranger: i got to go :( bye xx
Stranger: thanks so much for the help. love you lots
You: good luck
Stranger: bye bye thanks
You: be safe
Stranger: thankyou x
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

thisissoodd.myspacebardied!!

The Highball

Whiskey and ginger ale. Easy.
But I like rum and creme soda better.

This is why America is Fat

Here's the recipe:

All-In-One Holiday Bundt Cake
(Dorie Greenspan's Baking From My Home to Yours)
(makes one 9- to 10-inch Bundt cake)

2 cups all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
2 teaspoons cinnamon
1 teaspoon ground ginger
1/4 teaspoon freshly grated nutmeg
Pinch of ground cloves (optional)
Pinch of salt
1 1/4 sticks (10 tablespoon/5 ounces) unsalted butter, at room temperature
1 cup granulated sugar
1/2 cup (packed) light brown sugar
2 large eggs, at room temperature
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1 1/4 cups canned unsweetened pumpkin puree (not pumpkin pie mix)
1 large apple, peeled, cored and finely chopped
1 cup fresh cranberries, halved or coarsely chopped
1 cup pecans, coarsely chopped
Optional: Maple syrup icing (see recipe below)

To make the cake: Center a rack in the oven and preheat the oven to 350F. Butter a 9- to 10-inch (about 12-cup) Bundt pan. Do not place the pan on a baking sheet - you want the oven's heat to come up through the Bundt pan's open core.

Put the flour, baking powder, baking soda, cinnamon, ground ginger, nutmeg, cloves (if using) and salt in a bowl and whisk to combine. Set aside dry ingredients.

Working with a stand mixer (using a paddle attachment, if you have one), beat the butter and both sugars together at medium speed until light and fluffy. Add the eggs, one at a time, and beat for 1 minute after each addition; beat in the vanilla.

Reduce the mixer speed to low and add the pumpkin and apples - don't be concerned if the mixture looks curdled. Still on low speed, add the dry ingredients, mixing only until the flour is just barely incorporated. Working with a rubber spatula or wooden spoon, stir in the cranberries and pecans.

Scrape the batter into the pan and smooth the top with the spatula. Slide the pan into the oven and bake 60 to 70 minutes at 350F, or until a knife inserted into the center of the cake comes out clean.

Transfer the cake to a rack and cool for 10 minutes before unmolding. Cool to room temperature on the rack.

Drizzle with maple syrup icing (if using) or simply dust the top lightly with confectioners' sugar.

Maple syrup icing: Sift 6 tablespoons confectioners' sugar into a bowl. Stir in 2 tablespoons pure maple syrup. Add more maple syrup little by little, until you have an icing that runs nicely off the tip of a spoon - you might need another 1/2 tablespoon to get the right consistency. Put the cooled on a sheet of parchment or waxed paper and drizzle the icing over the cake. Let the icing set for a few minutes before serving.

animal abuse

http://www.v-dogfood.com/

Sorry people, but your dog does not have the same feelings of animal rights that you do. It is against nature to feed a dog a vegan (or vegetarian) diet. I do not press my beliefs on people (if you don't like what I write, don't read it), but i do call it when I see it.
This is ridiculous.
A dog requires meat. Anatomically their system actually requires it.
"When the anal glands are not sufficiently expressed, bacteria is given the chance to build up, and this can lead to numerous problems. Your dog can develop an infection, which if left untreated can progress into an abscess. The abscess can then rupture through the skin, leading to further complications."**
Meat hardens stool. That is a fact. Have you ever gone three days eating only vegetables and grains? Your butt is pretty messed up at that point. If a dog has softer stool, their anal glands are not expressed with each movement. That is bad. Of course the responsible dog owner knows all about anal glands, so I am sure they have the situation under control. And since I am sure that every band-wagon-jumping-vegan that owns a pet is the pinnacle of responsibility with regards to petcare, I am not at all worried about all those poor dogs scooting their butts across the floor.

**http://dogs.lovetoknow.com/wiki/Dog_Anal_Glands

liars aren't always malicious

Many times, when someone tells you something wrong, they were mis informed.

Sorry that I can't be more eloquent with my words.

on AIDS (as from Touched by an Angel)

It's too late for Tony, he can't change.
I'm not asking him to change, I'm asking you.
Are you telling me God wants me to be happy about this?
God wants you to accept your son for who he is.
He's Gay!
he is your son!
What is an angel of God doing on the side of a queer?!?
Nothing... that is made... by God... is Queer! God loves all his creations.

it was originally about black people...

Ten little Indian boys went out to dine;
One choked his little self and then there were nine.
Nine little Indian boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself and then there were eight.
Eight little Indian boys travelling in Devon;
One said he'd stay there and then there were seven.
Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself in half and then there were six.
Six little Indian boys playing with a hive;
A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.
Five little Indian boys going in for law;
One got in Chancery and then there were four.
Four little Indian boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.
Three little Indian boys walking in the zoo;
A big bear hugged one and then there were two.
Two Little Indian boys sitting in the sun;
One got frizzled up and then there was one.
One little Indian boy left all alone;
He went out and hanged himself and then there were none.

poor fellow

My neighbor is sick. I can hear him sneezing through the walls.

learn from another

"It is never crowded along the extra mile"
moral: few people do more than they have to, those that do are indispensable.

A man came into the store the other day and found out that i am drug free, he felt that I should be proud of that. I always assumed it to be normal. But he was messed up, been using for 35 years. Apparently there is something called "kindbud". I am not sure what that is, but he seemed messed up because of it.
Anyway, he said that I can't take the easy road, I need to give 120%, and I will be invaluable.
God, he is so right.

cover up

When I say something embarrassing, I just follow it up with a compliment. Most people go with it.

moral: Your hair looks great today.

the era

I never really thought about college ending. Obviously I thought about what will happen after, but there is more to it than that. I have spent more time in the Drake union than any other building on campus. Today was the last class I will ever have in there, and I have no reason to go in there again. I walked out solemnly... away from an era. I am feeling a lot of emotions from that experience. Some very good, I am done-- no more grades there, no more terrible PAD (Pizza At the Drake) pizza. But I am also very sad. I will miss everyone. I would have liked to say goodbye to one certain person, as I am sure I will never see Alex (MFA lighting student) again.

Oh wait. I still have 4 more Theatre 600 classes to go to...
i'm such a dumbass.

Moral: Don't get wound up in emotions that are preemptive. They will only poison the rest of the time you have left. Like fearing death; everyone does it, but it just makes it harder.

How I know

Mark Salling is gay. Check out his Twitter account.

Dragon's blood tree (dracaena draco), part 2

I managed to get the seed to germinate!
Here is what happened;
I ordered the Dragon's Blood Tree Seeds (dracaena draco) on-line in mid summer (July). I found mixed methods on how to get them to germinate; I ended up drowning the seeds with water and planting them in potting mix. I then sealed the entire pot in a gallon ziplock bag and put it outside in the shade. I left it closed for about a week, then opened the bag and let it dry over the . I left it in the same spot for about 3 months and never watered it again (too lazy to clean it up) assuming it to be dead.
Then this morning, November 15th, I saw a little green spike come up from the dried dirt! It had grown! I am not sure weather to water it again or not, and whether to drown it again or not. I will likely rehydrate the soil a little at a time till it is thoroughly soaked then ignore it for another 90 days.
As the plant is a monocot, I assume it to have a pretty wide root base. This makes me think I should transplant the dried pot mass into a larger pot as a whole clump when the time comes rather than trying to free the roots.
In conclusion:
placed seed (dracaena draco Dragon's Blood Tree) just below the surface of the potting mix.
Drenched the pot.
Placed pot in sealed ziplock bag for 1 week in shade.
opened ziplock bag and left to dry outside for several months.
I am pretty sure there was a frost during the germination period.
It grew a little blade-leaf.

Looking back

everyone makes stupid choices. Most of the time I try to think before I act, but sometimes it doesn't work out very well. It is very rare that put myself between a rock and a hard place.
I am there now, and I have none to blame but myself...
or do I?
Either way, placing blame on anything but myself is not going to help me at all. So, I am taking the fall for this. Maybe I will learn something.
Actually, I have.

Moral: you can learn from nearly any experience when you take some responsibility for it (in your own head).

I Don't Hate Macs, I Just Hate Mac Users

by Richard Ziade

Ok, before I dig into the substance of this post, I’d like to preface it with an explanation of the title. I don’t really hate anyone. Hatred is an awful thing. When I say “hate,” I mean it in a casual, chatting-over-lunch sort of way. Like when we say “I hate the Red Sox.” It doesn’t mean you wish to kill them all (though you may say that as well). It just means you, well, hate them. It’s like…Hate Lite. Now on to the substance of this post…

I consider myself a tinkerer. I enjoy opening up a PC box and just messing around. I’m into the intricacies of the different components and how they can be tweaked and optimized and customized. Hell, there’s a whole subculture of PC modding out there. I mean, who wouldn’t want to trick out there PC case with neon lighting and water cooling? Yeh, I subscribe to Maximum PC. What’s wrong with that? In fact, I think there’s a lot right with it. The willingness to crack open your “rig”and replace the hard drive controller is a virtue. There’s something inherently endearing about someone willing to roll up their sleeves and work on something.

Yes, I know it’s not for everyone. Sure, you can hire someone to do it. Of course you can just buy a custom PC with all the bells and whistles. The hardcore techies of the world scoff at the masses that brush this sort of stuff aside. “They don’t understand us. We will make them pay handsomely for their ignorance.” They are the Left Brain.

At the other extreme is the bratty computer user. They simply can’t be bothered with such details. They don’t have time (or better yet, their time is too valuable to be wasted on such trivialities). They have…more important things to do. As such, they “love” and “adore” their Macs. Because admittedly, Macs are inherently better designed. From hardware to software, things just seem to work. As a designer, I often reference Apple for their unwavering belief in the power of good design. It really is the differentiator.

It’s a great thing when you can design products that make your users feel good about themselves. Good design is inherently complimentary, subtly flattering the user as he interacts. People wonder why there is such rabid loyalty towards Apple. This is why. Apple has spoiled them. They’ve been treated with such dignity and high regard that their collective self-esteem has been inflated beyond belief.

So now the rest of us (your humble blogger included) are left to hear their ramblings about how great Apple products are. How much they love their Macs and iPods. And how lame it is for us to have to worry about things like PCI slots and firmware. The Mac population’s view of the PC user base is nothing short of elitist. All those hugs and support growing have led them to snarl at the “lower class” PC users of the world.

The misunderstanding arises from the fact PC users actually like defragmenting their hard drives and upgrading their firmware. We enjoy replacing our graphics cards every six months. We love TweakUI! We share a firm belief that our struggle in this world will lead us to heaven. You Mac users, on the other hand, are on your way to hell. A weird, glossy white plastic hell.

So there you have it. Mac users are the bourgeoisie of the computing world. PC users are the lowly, struggling proletariat, harboring bitterness and resentment towards their snooty counterparts while they toil away at their machines.

courage

courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway.

coincidence

A coincidence is when God chooses to remain anonymous.
I was walking home last night, and a thought struck me. I can't remember what it was that I was thinking about, but at that moment I knew that it was not luck at all. I remember trying to trace back the chain of events that lead to that moment, and nothing could explain it.

theatre is rough

Yeah, I've recently have had the sincere pleasure of meeting Kevin. He's a really nice guy (as I'm sure you already know). First person in the theatre department who's been so cordial to me; I really value that. I didn't think I'd ever look forward to my lighting calls, but that has since changed, heh.

two schools of thought

I subscribe to the school of thought that believes every smll detail makes a different, it is called the butterfly effect. Killing a butterfly can cause a tidal wave half way around the world.* The other schoool of thought is that, short of accidentally inventing a zombie virus, no single choice can cause a huge life change.

I believe the butterfly effect to be true because I have experienced it. I can't think of an example now... but it is true; everything in my life is a result of a tiny thing. Literally, I am sure I dropped a drink once and that if it weren't for that I would not be gay-- well, maybe that is a stretch.






*There are several different versions of the butterfly effect, all contain a butterfly and a tidal wave.

and another thing!

check back in a moment

Zest vs. Rind

Zest and Rind are two different things. Some people are so close minded and so stubborn they would suffer just to say they are right. Like for example, someone who doesn't know the difference between zest and rind and cooks with it.
Rind is very bitter and zest is very -- err, Zesty! They produce two very different things when you use them in a recipe.
If somebody tells the cook this, the cook has a choice. He can admit he is wrong or can be stubborn and ruin the dish. If that cook has to ruin a dish before he learns his lesson, that is OK. He just needed convincing. Lesson learned.

But, you really think he believes he was wrong? No! He will change every other ingredient in that recipe before he even considers the rind/zest; just because he refuses to believe the other person was right.

Moral: people don't like to admit they don't know something, it is harder to admit ignorance than to admit being wrong for many.

dream over the weekend

I forgot to mention this, until reminded by a reader.

Whenever I get violently ill, I dream really crazy stuff. This weekend met me with something nasty. I had two dreams. On was about a mermaid raping another mermaid. The other about a think-tank.

The mermaid one was a kinda ... out there. First off because they looked more like blue unicorn fish things. it was messed up.

The other dream was the about millions of people on this flat plane. It was uniformly lit from all directions and there were no shadows. All the people were contorting there bodies in order to find the solution to some problem. As if they could think better in a different shape? I have no idea what they were working towards, just that it was really hard for me to visualize this. It wasn't going in slow motion, but it was skipping frames (like playing a video game on hardware that isn't up to the task.)
I was literally not able to rendering this dream in real time. I woke up with a splitting head ache, like I damaged my hardware.

Keep in mind, a coworker is picking my brain about everything I know of life vs robotic life.

Nina Simone

As a child, her beloved piano teacher had organised a recital at Tryon Town Hall. Eunice was about to play The Art of Fugue when she noticed a couple of white people asking her parents to give up their seats. Eunice stood up, aged 10, and said she wouldn't play unless her parents got to keep their seats.

The funny thing is, it doesn't say if Nina ever played.

six beautiful movies

also known as six surreal movies
or six beautiful movies
or I suppose you could just put in the numbers
6 beautiful movies
6 surreal movies

basically the list is as follows:
the Fall
The Fountain
Curse of the Golden Flower
What Dreams May Come
Hellboy 2: The Golden Army
Mirrormask

There are also shorts including:
The Hitman
Mind game - Sex
World Builder
and commercials by Pantene and Vaseline

curious minds want to know

why does art society welcome the up and coming talent-- until they become dangerously close to equality?
I know the answer. It is, of course, the same reason why I don't tell any of the art society the job positions I am applying for. I don't want them to get the job I might. It's that simple. I don't want to increase the pool of applicants; because that lessens my chance of getting the job.

Is that so terrible?

Not at all. It is like anti-affirmative action. hahah :)

gay marrage

stop trying to force your oppressive, frilly, and boring traditional institutions meant to ensure monogamy on my hot, promiscuous, anonymous gay sex.

I think America is quite fortunate the gays aren't as violent and brutal as a group such as the black panthers ..or they don't have a leader as confrontational as malcom x.

if

"if" is the saddest word in the history of language. For instance, "If I had gone down to those detectives and told them what I know, could that little boy have been saved?"
You hang onto that "if" long enough, it can eat a hole right into your heart. But let it go, tell people what you know, whether it sounds dumb or not, then that little word has no more power over you.

Technologic

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,
Charge it, pawn it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,
Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, Pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

a new friend

I made a new friend recently. I am sure that some of you know who I am talking about.

let me start over. I have grown up a lot in the past 5 years. There was a period when I was spending 3 nights away from my dorm a week. I used to be hormone driven, those times are gone.

let me try this one more time;
What started out as me pursuing him as a piece of ass two weeks ago changed into a good friendship where I feel I can be honest with him; except about why I first talked to him. Even if I told him he looks fantastic in whatever he is wearing that day, or even if I were more blatant or even lude. I can not bear to tell him that I only opened my mouth because he interested me sexually that day in the hall.

can I explain?
this is not about sexual attraction, it is about being ashamed that such a good thing could have began because I was so bold in pursuit. If I told him that ever, it would rock the foundation. or would it?

I told him today that I was gay, he of course knew already, but it is different when someone says it. I mentioned that I found a guy in a suit at the place we had lunch hot. It was the suit, not the guy. I then explained that formal wear is a turn on to me. I did not mention the fact that he wears dress pants and a button down ever day I see him. He is very attractive, and I told him he would get eaten alive at a gay bar (he brought it up, not me)
As we were walking to class I brought it up, "I have a terrible confession. Do you know why I hang around with you"
In that moment all the air in the stairwell changed. I could almost hear the blood within his veins freezing as he went stiff. I couldn't tell him why I originally talked to him, so i said, "it is because you are shorter than I am. I like to feel tall."
Even if he knew it wasn't the truth I saw him return to a normal state. A lie makes it a little better. As if we agreed to never talk about the truth of the past again.

funeral

when someone dies, it is customary to bring food to the house of the family of the deceased. That is all great, but there is one less mouth to feed. Seems kinda counter intuitive.

the truth

"He who does not bellow out the truth when he knows the truth makes himself the accomplice of liars and forgers." -Charles Peguy (1873-1914) French poet, essayist and editor
To stand by and do nothing might save your neck, but it won't save your soul.

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my portfolio

I just sent out my portfolio to my friends and family; and Mary Tarantino and Patrick Woodroffe.
it is coming together!

Patrick Woodroffe

He called in response to an email I sent him.
11/28/2006 I blogged about him.

Youth

I'd give all the wealth that years have piled,
The slow result of Life's decay,
To be once more a little child
For one bright summer-day.

Touched

You have not disappointed God because you can't surprise God. ... He never expected you to be anyone but who you are. ... God's love is perfect, and no one can love you better than He does.

Not me

Today, I had to re-take an hour long MRI scan because I got an erection midway through.
--FML

desktop

Check out my awesome new desktop background image!

ain't got no

I got my hair, I got my head
I got my brains, I got my ears
I got my eyes, I got my nose
I got my mouth, I got my smile
I got my tongue, I got my chin
I got my neck, I got my boobies

I got my heart, I got my soul
I got my back, I got my sex
I got my arms, I got my hands
I got my fingers, Got my legs
I got my feet, I got my toes
I got my liver, Got my blood

I've got life , I've got my freedom
I've got the life

to cry

I cried because I had no shoes, till I met a man who had no feet.

aryan race

The only thing on that entire website I agree with-
and I only partially agree.

If you're Jewish, it's called history.
If you're Asian, its called culture.
If you're African, it's called pride.
If you're European, it's called RACISM.

The girls

went to a tittie bar.  At first I was rather put off by all the boobs on stage, but they had some nice effects lights.  After talking to the girls for a while, I mentioned the lighting designer thing, and ended up giving my card out.
Also, somebody bought me shots, no strings attached. We were all talking for at least 2 hours, then the shots went around. No idea who ended up paying for it.
And, I bummed a cigarette from a guy who rolled his own tobacco, it was way better. Funny how I smoke a little bit when drunk.

Long story made short: Erin got her GPS, I got my card out, and we both had a fantastic time pretending to be single (surrounded by girls whom neither of us were sexually interested in).

embarrassibng moments

I was at my university checking some french vocab words in the library atwww.freestranslation.com... I accidentaly switched the last two letters to freeTRANSLATINO and this gross website popped up...and the boy next to me saw and moved away. lol ugh.
--Socks

My most embarrassing moment (although no one noticed, which is an absolute miracle) was when I was eating dinner with my parents, and reached for my bottle of root beer and started to chug it down, when I realized that it tasted......different. That's when I realized that I was chugging down the barbeque sauce straight from the bottle.......
--AnimeLoverCam

But one of my worst was when I thought ome random dude in the swimming pool was my Dad and I jumped on his back 0.0 I was horrfied lol.

My friend has a good one xD She was with her mum and this other woman and her mum though the other woman was pregnant so she said "oooh, when the baby due?" and the other woman was all emmbarrassed and replied "Oh, i'm not pregnant. It's just fat,"
xDDDD The poor woman lol.
--LoopyLou

chris powell... hot

http://twitter.com/reshapenation

posted on the forum, to show a point

I have kept the following posted as a statement of my own frustrations, and do not intended to persuade anyone toward my opinions. Please remember that I am just really angry angry at winDVD and Sony (makers of Blu-ray). I am stating that DRM is a ECE-crippling defense that is more of a hassle and turn off to honest consumers than deterrent to professional-grade spipsters. As the former turn the later, I am both scarred and armored until the technology changes.
I prefer to think of this as more of a misunderstanding by people at the top who had no intention of causing me, the end consumer, any pain/toil.

[quote]This is it! I am so sick of all this crap about digital rights management.
You all know my stance on video piracy (or piracy of any nature). I have felt for a very long time that digital signatures are far from evil, and I will tolerate a little bit of inconvenience.
however.
somebody owes me 200 bucks.
Blu-ray is evil. DVD signatures are evil.
I bought a bluray drive for my computer. I am not able to play 3 bluray discs, and have SUCESSFULLY played one. And to top it off, the following DVDs suddenly don't work on my computer EVEN IN MY DVD DRIVE!!@!!!@!@!@@!!@
One Night in Eden and Harem: Desert Fantasy.
although, live in las vegas, a luna, and Diva video collection work fine.

So. who do I write a letter to to complain about this? I own these DVDs, and I intend to watch them.

EDIT: I have decided to return the blu rays and the drive, although I am at my wits end about the DVDs suddenly not working.

edit, later the same night:
Why is it that as consumers we are allowing ourselves less freedom with what we buy? I found a work around, but it involves an exe that is strangely like a virus that eats through the constraints of media managers to let me edit files from disks to retain soft "rights" of them. Looks like the consumer has restored his ability to view what he paid for... no thanks to Sony's corporate help or the tech people at winDVD. Good ol' hacking has delivered us from a certain evil once again.[/quote]

he says : he means

When he says, "I don't think I trust him"
He means, "I can't stand to risk loosing you"

The revolution

Racism and Homophobia are the exact same thing. When somebody insults me and they say I am fat, or ugly, or not funny, or stupid, or whatever; I can argue that. but when somebody says somethign about my race, I can feel it,because that's who I am. When somebody attacks your sexuality, that hurts. that's you, you cna't change that. Sexuality and race are the escentail parts of ourselves that we cannot remove or destroy. They are the you of you and the me of me. I was fortunet enough to grow up after ACTUP "Silence=death" (if we don't talk about AIDS, we will die of AIDS.
I adopt a similar slogan, "Silence=non existance" If I don't "go there" it's like I was never there in the first place. I noticed this most after the September 11th attacks, when no gays/lesbians and no women and hardly anyone of color was invited to speak their opinions of what was going on. And the ones of another race that were invited were all Arab or fromt he middle east and they were talking about how they were being mistreated becaseu they were the same skin color as the terrorists. (that's dumnb. It's like punishing me because of the unibomber). And yes i am very conserned about the troups, but I am also conerned that people are getting arrested by the INS and FBI for having the wrong last name. I am hurt all over that there is a war and there are people starving in other countries (and people starving in this country becasue of what they see in magazines.)
But I am also hurt becasue somebody just got called a fag, a dyke, pansy, bull-dyke, sissy, or chink, or nigger, kyke, wetback, engine, jab, bitch, whore, cunt. Becasue that person is being attacked becasue of who they are. I think that if racial minorities, sexual minorities, feminiests (both male and female), if we all got together, (hell, all liberals!) if we all got together and had this big voice, that would equal power, and power would equal change, and that change would equal revoltuion.

Dolby ProLogic II

it seperates stereo audio into 5 channel audio.

Dvorak Keyboard layout

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his response to road construction

the Key

News Bulletins

Have a laugh folks, it's good for you.

Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house.
Bring your husbands.

The peacemaking meeting has been cancelled due to conflict.

For those of you who have children and don't know it, we have a nursery downstairs.

Eight new choir robes are currently needed due to the addition of several new members and to the deterioration of some older ones.

Low self esteem support group will meet Thursday at 7pm. Please use the back door.

Weight watchers will meet at 7pm on Friday evening. Please use the large double door at the side entrance.

Don't let worry kill you off - let the church help.

The ladies of the church have cast off clothing of every kind. They may be seen in the basement on friday afternoon.

And last but not least - The associate minister unveiled the churches new tithing campaign slogan last Sunday - "I upped my pledge - up yours"

Enjoy & Cheers Everyone

Nigel (South Africa)

worth every penny

The power just went out, but Sheila stayed on. The monitor and all that went off, because I didn't put them on the battery back up, but my tower is just fine.

snoring boyfriend

I Yahoo Answer searched for "Snoring boyfriend" and this was the first one that came up;

I really think I'm going to kill my boyfriend. I'm at my whits end. He snores like fat hippo..... or what I would imagine a fat hoppo to snore like.

I've had barely any sleep the last few nights, last night only managed about 4 and I am a person who needs my sleep. I'm meant to be up in hrs for work but I can't even get to sleep because of his stupid snoring. I am really beginning to resent him for it.

He has tried nasal strips... he snores with them on believe it or not. He used to stop when he rolled onto his side, only now I've nudged him to do this so many times he's adapted to snoring on his side. Wonderful.

What else can I do? I'M GOING TO KILL HIM! I am so, so tired! Anything else work for snoring? Ear plugs just hurt or fall out and I dont really want to sleep in another room... tho I may have to tonight.

I feel the same way!!!! Gonna kill him!

further explination

I am going to build upon what I wrote this morning, so early.
I had a dream about work. I was working alone in the morning at a Denise's store that was not where the normal one is, in fact,it was directly across the street from Jeni's. There was nobody coming in, so I decided to head across the street, where three employees were working; no customers either.
I ended up talking to them, telling them that I was from Denise's, and we had a nice conversation. then my phone rang and it was Denise going berserk (rightfully so) because I just left the store unattended for so long.
I hung up with her and then something very odd happened to the dream perspective/ viewpoint. It was a front on looking directly at my face, so that if someone were facing me, standing right in front of me, you could not see their face (really, only see the back of their head). At this point in my dream I became aware that I was wearing an orange shirt, and
that was when he kissed me. The one wearing the blue shirt.

*Jenny's logo is orange, and Denise's logo is blue.
**Sexual experiences in dreams are often relating to power struggles or possession of rights/claims to things the other person has.

speakers

I still think mine are the best. It is a combination of my speakers and my sound card, but lordy; they sound nice.

denise and jeni have the same employees: college students stuck in the middle.

acceptance and tolerance are fading

I am actually a pretty tolerant person, am even an accepting person. Tolerance means allowing something you disagree with to go on. Acceptance means agreeing with it enough to not feel ill of it. I disagree strongly with Lowe's Home Improvement stores putting Spanish text on signs with English subtitles. It is stating that Spanish is the main language of Lowe's. My ex, D****e, used to work at Lowe's; he has seen plenty of illegal immigrants (Way Up in OHIO!!). My sister-in-law's family has had many a debate over this, as they are natively from South America.

My sister in law's words:
"Both my mom and aunt are Spanish Interpreters for the City of Columbus. It is interesting, my aunt has said she spends many days out of the week at the Dept of Health and Human services interpreting Spanish for many Mexican women for welfare and food stamps. My aunt has said, she feels horrible, she tells me she tries to convince these ladies that to live here, there are free classes to learn English and ways to have a job. My aunt told me, they pass on to family members living in Mexico to come to certain cities, have a baby and then they will receive "free things". "

I crack the occasional joke about me being a terrible racist (really, I feel that people who white wash over racial differences need to step back from their soap boxes for a moment.) but I am really a very tolerant person, I don't commit hate crimes, I don't instigate conflict, I don't do anything... but I do judge in the privacy of my own home and personal life. i have to swim through paperwork to go to college, I have to file insurance forms so that I only have to pay 2/3 of the bill for my medical care (sometimes I think it isn't worth the paperwork.), I have to go through the trouble of paying for a stamp to put on my draft card.

I have a right to complain about people who are abusing this system, people who reap the benefits but don't pay the toll. And all this talk about, "Your ancestors were immigrants, too": They went through the right channels to get into this country. I like diversity... I am gay, I like celebrating for no reason (so bring on any cultural festival, anytime of the year, I am there.) but do it right; file your paperwork, get a job, get your citizenship.

Moral:Calling an illegal alien an 'undocumented immigrant' is like calling a drug dealer an 'unlicensed pharmacist.

Supernatural

"Salvation was created for sinners."
That is a really good point.

Mrs. Spears

Props to the bitch, she can really dance.

would you

If you received a text message from an unknown number with coordinates that were relatively close to where you were, would you go there?

I have a type

apparently the "funny hunk" That is my type.

Ebay

You all know I love ebay, it is fun. Most of the time.
I learned something very valuable recently, though. Don't mix business and personal life. I mean that i will no longer be putting effort into Stan's business. I got it all worked out, but almost got stuck with a $75 waffle maker.
Moral: Karma will protect you every once in a while, and God more often than not-- but sometimes you get your ass plowed by your own stupid mistakes.

check this out

while ring shopping on ebay i found this... gaudy monster of a ring.

the boyfriend II

See July 19, 2009, The Boyfriend
I feel that I need to clarifye, that last part is not true. C was not told to get rid of A.
Turns out that B and C broke up during that whole time period. They remain very close. And now A and C are friends.

Hollywood undead

Was great, I just got back from the Newport. The band liked my shirt.
And I have confirmed my suspicions: they are just a bunch of angry white boys.

Lunch with Suhayl

As I ride this planet around the sun I realize that people come and go. Most times you don't really think that people are going to go, they just sort of fade away. And then you wake up one day and realize you have no idea where they are. This is not the case with college, where you realize that people are going to go away once they graduate.
I had lunch with Suhayl today, who I now know is leaving in a couple of months. We had a great time today, I can see myself spending more time with his ass. I invited him to join the huge group of people going to zoombeezie bay next week, and he is bringing some of hims friends, so I will get to meet them. Now... that takes the number up to like 8 people.
Anyway. He recently graduated and now is going to move to Chicago. He will be leaving his closest friends... something that I am sure none of them expected to happen.

Sent my head

I sent my head, but she hasn't painted it yet... I hope she is just busy, and not that she didn't want to paint mine. Even if that is the case, I suppose it is not my business to tell people how to do their art.

the boyfriend

let me tell you a story. it involves A,B, and C.
A has a big crush on B. For many reasons, it is a one way sort of deal. Now, A finds out that B has a boyfriend, C. He actually meets C, this is how A finds this out. Then one fateful day, A enters the building where he and B see each other regularly (about twice a week.) And who does he find waiting for B? none but C. So he sits down and starts talking to C, and has a lovely conversation, about nothing in particular. Then enters B after about half an hour of A and C's conversation. A does not see C for a long time, and eventually does not see B for a long time too. But not because he isn't trying, as A often tries to find excuses to contact B. And one of these reasons is a "wait, you're single now? what happened to C?"
After months, C contacts A. The two communicate very often, and A starts to feel like C might have some sort of feeling for A. However, A doesn't really feel like that about C, and starts to feel bad about B and not telling C about A's feelings for B. So A puts it behind him.

Now, what is the worst, most Shakespearean thing that could happen?
The worst possible scenario as follows: B told C to save him from A and this is how C got A to leave B alone...

let them out

everything table.
I I people things all them. jack of all trades master none part.

words meant to hurt

I understand being upset, and then saying things you don't mean. But that is completely different than being sly and hurtful.
For example; "I have learned never to expect sex from you when promised it."
uhm. uncalled for. and i don't really mind the whole internet knowing it.

somethign a little less criptic

Today I went to a photoshoot.
I wish I had a 3rd light to work with, but... no dice.
The models did a good job, and I jumped in for a few photos. Although, something is bothering me a little bit-- there was a moment of unnecessary unease.
I would admit that I felt a little intimidated by the men surrounding me. Both were in good shape, and both were very nice. I am a different kind of hott... there, that is my reaction.

old men

I am a butterfly. I will tell an 60 year old man my self-confidence problems. and he will nod and say, in all seriousness (out of character for him) "They have nothing on you."

or something like that.

The wisdom of men who have gone before us is never to be discounted. I have much to learn from someone who has made it through this hectic life in one piece. I just have to pay attention.

Moral: Boys will be boys. and gay boys will be girls. And old men will be perfect council in a perfect world.

Unexpected song

Step back from your life for a moment... see anything out of place? Does your life just sort of congeal nicely? If so, you might consider yourself lucky. But there is another side. Experiences make us stronger. I know a guy who's sister had to hide a very large quantity of beer. That same day, social services was called tot eh house because he was a former ward of the state (adoptive parents are sometimes subject to this interrogation!?!?!) It was the strange teamwork as he performed his interview for the Social service official (he was the one who was adopted) while she tried to hide this beer. 24 cases. TWEENTY FOUR!!! The social services official never found out, but the parents sure did.
the point of the story is that the family grew closer as they were all about to loose unless they worked together. That rough spot was a good thing, it built character and camaraderie.

Moral: Don't try and iron out all of life's wrinkles.

because it feels so good!

another mack bash:
Unlike Mac, Windows is a sophisticated piece of software, imagine coding for thousands and thousand of hardware and each and every one of the hardware works seamlessly with Windows. Mac however has only one hardware vendor to code for, if Mac is in the same situation as Windows, Mac would have been a bloated, buggy and an unstable OS.

itunes (last graph in this series)... player for luddites. All the other benchmarks show an increase in performance (or decrease in render times). While itunes remains unchanged, actually harmed by multiple cores.

questions so rude

is there a nice way to ask someone why you are still friends? Ir it rude to ask a person to provide you with a reason for you to continue talking to them? why should we spend our efforts on people, if there is no point. Just because we have grown comfortable with them? maybe even comfortably numb?
Society judges us by the company we keep, and sometimes it is best to keep someone away, or let them drift away on there own.
There it is right there--> drift away on their own. As of this moment I will not put forward the effort. It is on their shoulders. Should I never hear from them again, then I just let it get away- float away and deflate like a flaccid balloon.

The original web article shows how one man went from Isheep to informed user. I think this is a great article, mostly because he makes a point in his last paragraph.
http://www.vectronicsappleworld.com/2006/0804.asp

The Apple web is perhaps the most dynamic sector of the Internet. Thousands of people labor day and night to feed the technological swill that we all lap up. The web has undergone dramatic changes over the years, but one thing remains the same, the iSheep march on.

iSheep are Apple zealots who can't see past whatever technological or philosophical incarnation Apple is religiously lauding at any particular moment in time. iSheep are cult-like in their devotion to their Apple religion. They wage ruthless jihad on the infidels, those who suffer the unforgivable blasphemy of not using Apple products. But the cult of Apple is just like every other cult created by man. Those blinded by ideology are in the end made to be the fool.

This website is full of "iSheepery." One only has to read the postings of years past. The primary rule of this site is that once you post it, it stays posted, so you better mean what you say when you say it. Looking back at some of the old opinion posts, I believe that some of the authors are probably now a bit embarrassed by their iSheep rantings.

That is the problem with the iSheep mentality. You don't realize you are an iSheep while you are caught up with your iSheepness. It is not until you realize how silly is your devotion, that you can actually see the world from the perspective of a rational human. Until then, you are nothing more than a ranting iSheep.

For example, in the early 1990s, the iSheep were all up in arms over the switch from the 68K Motorola processor to the PowerPC processor. The iSheep had for years been fed the convincing Apple propaganda of IBM = bad, Motorola = good. IBM was a significant partner, along with Motorola, in the creation of PowerPC technology. How could Apple shrug off its old line dogma aimed squarely at Big Blue?

Apple took another page out of George Orwell's 1984, and this time it didn't have anything to do with "Big Brother." How do you turn an enemy into a friend? Create another enemy. Nothing motivates a cult more than hate. Apple shifted its propaganda from IBM is evil to Microsoft is evil. This happened overnight and was extremely unsubtle. Suddenly, IBM became an ally in the battle against the real enemy, Microsoft, who had coupled with an even more diabolical and evil foe, Intel. Why was Microsoft evil? They make really good office software. I don't care for their operating system, but I wouldn't exactly call them evil.

iSheep bought into "Microsoft is evil" hook, line, and sinker. Here was the line fed to and repeated by the iSheep: Microsoft makes horrible software and Intel makes horrible, slow, and inefficient processors. Sure, I bought into it just like everyone else. I was an iSheep.

Apple shifted its propaganda from a battle over hardware (Apple II/ Macintosh versus IBM) to a battle over software (MacOS versus Windows). There was still the obligatory jihad against Intel or other industry standard equipment, but the main focus was with MacOS, which was unfortunate for Apple because Windows caught up with and perhaps even surpassed Classic MacOS in the late 1990s. Apple needed a spin. They needed something to bring the iSheep back into the fold, something to keep the faithful, well, faithful.

They once again moved back to the hardware angle and produced beautiful candy-colored computers. The iSheep fawned and purred, but Apple was finding it hard to hide the embarrassing fact the MacOS was about 5 years down on the high tech curve. Apple played it beautifully. They filled the iSheep with the holy word, OS 8 is wonderful and then OS 9 is the most advanced operating system in the world. The iSheep again lapped it up. They bought every word.

Huge efforts were made by the iSheep using the young Internet to spread the word to all corners of the world. MacOS is superior to Windows! MacOS is superior to Windows! Microsoft is evil! Bill Gates is the new Big Brother!

And then Apple partnered with Microsoft. Sounds familiar doesn't it. Apple realized that it needed Microsoft as a friend way more than it needed it as a propaganda tool. So Apple entered into a detente with the evil monopoly and the evil monopoly kept making its evil Microsoft Office for the Mac so that the holy Apple Corp would not go under. Bill Gates loved the coin thrown his way by the little iSheep following Apple's lead.

But for Apple to keep the iSheep religiously funneling money back into its coffers, the company still needed to maintain an enemy and as always, Intel fit the bill. Oh, how we spent hours in the forums back in the late 1990s, making fun of Intel. The Pentium is garbage, megahertz is a myth, Alta-Vec is awesome, and on and on and on. Apple really had us iSheep sputtering all their holy pronouncements with fervor and conviction. But trouble was brewing in the cult. Apple was about to make its greatest transition since the PowerPC chip replaced the 68K chip. Apple was going to kill Classic MacOS in favor of a Unix-based operating system developed by another company, OS X.

This iSheep propaganda machine was a sight to behold, let me tell you. Apple spun it with an ingenuity seldom seen in the business world. They came up with a catchy symbol: "X," and named it after large predatory felines, "Puma," "Jaguar," "Panther," "Tiger," "Leopard." Now the enemy was no longer external. The new enemy was internal, Classic MacOS. Classic was now called vile, old, primitive, and dangerously flawed. OS X would save the company where Classic was leading it to destruction.

It was a blood bath. The iSheep were eating their own. The evil Classic iSheep supporters had to be put down, removed, silenced, and shunned because OS X was going to save us from total oblivion. Finally, after a few years, the iSheep emerged stronger from the experience. Mention Classic MacOS in any forum, and you will immediately be attacked. Classic sucks, OS X is the greatest thing ever, ect., ect. I can hardly wait for the impending spectacle that will result when Apple encourages a new generation of iSheep to kill off the OS X iSheep. Perhaps they will name the next generation OS after birds like Falcon or Eagle or Condor. Now that would be a cool way to brainwash the future iSheep. It is going to be disastrous for many sites on the Internet. Sites with domain names containing "OSX" will have to change or die. So strong have they been programmed that they may think OS X is forever. Believe me, Apple II wasn't forever, neither is OS X.

So what is happening today? I think that is most obvious. Apple has once again done a radical 180 and embraced a former hated and scorned enemy. You guessed it. After spending millions upon millions pushing the PowerPC architecture and encouraging the iSheep to poke fun at everything else, they are abandoning it in favor of Intel. Furthermore, they have all but abandoned Apple proprietary standards in favor of superior industry standards. Say goodbye to ADB and AppleTalk and say hello to USB and Ethernet.

Even OS X is losing its importance. If you don't like it, you can run Windows instead. This is astounding. How many iSheep have spent countless hours defending the honor of their holy OS only now to be told that it wasn't all that important after all?

I am no longer an iSheep. I try to evaluate technology on what I need versus what it costs. In my opinion, Apple is the best computer on the market. I couldn't conceive of owning any other brand. Microsoft produces the best Office applications. iLife is for amateurs and iWeb is a joke. .Net is pretty cool and Apple doesn't have a clue about how to be an Internet services company. .Mac is a disaster. These opinions are based on reason and forethought. I hope your choices are based on reason and forethought as well. Being an iSheep is similar to being a slave. Think for yourself. Think different.

the lord provides

Really, just go out and be a good person, and do good things, and help people. Good things will come to you. Recently, because I helped someone, I was truly blessed.

The Cube

such racism. There are only two black people in the entire movies series, and it is both of them that go crazy and kill the others. They are the angry characters.

I cube 1 he drops the one woman to her death. and in cube 3 he tries to kill both heroes.

I'd rather not say

I think I might need to get another job, I mean an additional one. It would be foolish to quit my current one.

on the outside

I am on the outside, looking in. And I like it that way. I don't need the freaky brotherhood that you all belong to, I am better off forming myself into whatever I want to be.

YOU can download the internet -- Today!

Let's be honest, MOST Mac AND PC users are dumb enough that you could convince them they could download the internet with enough tech jargon. It's why IT people have jobs. It's why Best Buy can get away with selling $150 Geeksquad "service" that includes such scary and complicated things as "virus removal" and "spyware check".

The best thing the technology support industry ever did for itself was sound complicated enough that people are scared to touch it. Imagine the caveman as he is fascinated and simultaneously terrified by fire, now upgrade that caveman to a businessman and upgrade the fire to firewire 800.

Rock Band

I have played both Rock Band and Guitar Hero. So , my final judgement is this: Guitar Hero III is way more fun, and has a way greater replay-ablility than Rock Band. It was nice to play drums for a while, unfortunetly, my stage fright prohibited me from singing Roxanne.

what is coming over me?

Am I becoming more intolerant of a person, am I wrong in wanting the best for myself? wanting to exercise as many rights as I can get my hands on? Wanting to tip all scales in my favor? Is that self centered? obviously it is, but what is so bad about being self centered. Literally, at least in this case, it is about putting myself in a good spot.
This is me making myself feel better

But seriously, have i become more jagged?

male abortion

Although it does not affect me, I still feel that I deserve an opinion on the subject matter. I finally found the way to describe what i have been trying to say with my previous attempts.
'When a female determines she is pregnant, she has the freedom to decide if she has the maturity level to undertake the responsibilities of motherhood, if she is financially able to support a child, if she is at a place in her career to take the time to have a child, or if she has other concerns precluding her from carrying the child to term. After weighing her options, the female may choose abortion. Once she aborts the fetus, the female's interests in and obligations to the child are terminated. In stark contrast, the unwed father has no options. His responsibilities to the child begin at conception and can only be terminated with the female's decision to abort the fetus or with the mother's decision to give the child up for adoption. Thus, he must rely on the decisions of the female to determine his future. The putative father does not have the luxury, after the fact of conception, to decide that he is not ready for fatherhood. Unlike the female, he has no escape route'.
--Melanie McCulley

I should have said

A guy stopped me dead in my tracks as I was walking home from work today, just outside of Hound Dogs pizza. He was wearing a black wife beater and his friend was sitting on the stoop wearing a black bandanna, but in a different way than I wear mine. Both were wearing torn loose shorts. They were hipsters/punky kinda losers. The one standing, in the wife beater, just looked at me with his mouth wide open. I asked if I knew him, and he didn't move-- at all. I just looked at him for a long moment.
I eventually just walked away. But what I should have said was, "I have loved you all my life". As that is the only thing I can think of that is shocking enough to match the expression on his face.

Moral: some people just try and get a rise out of people, or try and make others feel uncomfortable. It is best to just play right back and trap them in their game.

Twitter this!

I am standing behind my nose...
Oh look at that! I can be artistic and use the old technology.

wait. old technology? yep. blogging is apparently olde school. In the words of Fred Terri, there is no school like the old school.
Goodnight Columbus.

nina simone... i gotta get more

Nina Simone
The Best Of Nina Simone
Four Women


My skin is black, my arms are long
My hair is woolly, my back is strong
Strong enough to take the pain, inflicted again and again
What do they call me? My name is aunt Sarah
My name is aunt Sarah, aunt Sarah

My skin is yellow, my hair is long
Between two worlds I do belong
But my father was rich and white
He forced my mother late one night
And what do they call me?
My name is Saffronia, my name is Saffronia

My skin is tan, my hair fine
My hips invite you, my mouth like wine
Whose little girl am I? Anyone who has money to buy
What do they call me? My name is Sweet Thing
My name is Sweet Thing

My skin is brown, my manner is tough
I'll kill the first mother I see, my life has been rough
I'm awfully bitter these days, because my parents were slaves
What do they call me? My name is Peaches




Get it? it is feminist. Pretty awsome, isn't it?

http://www.whistlingtheatre.com/

pretty lights

I see pretty lights everywhere I go bitches wanna know how high the sycamore grows into me like I crash that killed the princess toadstool is waiting at the castle in the sky.

there. That is surrealist writing. the following were independent thoughts
1. I see pretty lights everywhere. (opening thought)
2. Everywhere I go bitches wanna know Charley Scene ---- (Hollywood Undead)
3. how high the sycamore grows if you cut it down, you'll never know (Pocahonis)
4. crash into me like I crash into you, baby (Dave Mathews Band)
5. the crash that killed the princess. Millions mourned. (excert from "The Dreamer upstairs")
6. Princess toadstool is waiting at the castle for you, Mario. (opening of Mario 64)
7. Castle in the sky (that terrible techno song)
by pressing them together where they fit, they are surrealist. It might look random, but it was very well planned out, and the dissection proves it. There... surrealist art.
Suck it.