Category: really old

Friday:
Seattle weather is different than LA’s. Here in Seattle, the sun comes out
once in awhile so you actually
appreciate it while it’s out. Also, it sort of just rains sporadically instead of once every
few weeks. That probably makes it easier to keep your car clean the “natural” way. Yesterday,
it was sort of cold in the morning (but not too bad), sort of hot in the early afternoon
(but not too bad), sort of rainy in the late afternoon (bot too cold), and the evening wasn’t
too cold. In LA, the sun is just out by default, and you’re lucky if it’s not blistering hot
(lately, anyway). It’s much harder to feel time going by in LA. Maybe that’s why no one there
seems to notice anything going on around them.

Hey. Look at this: idallas vs The Purple Monkey.

Airport Day:
While I was waiting in LAX for my flight yesterday, the helpful voices that come out
of the ceiling kept telling me that I was not required to give money to the people
soliciting in the airport. They went on to tell me that the airport did not condone
their activities. Has it really come to that?

Hey. Look at this: idallas vs The Purple Monkey.

Thursday:
Airport Day:
I sorta like Southwest Airlines. The flight attendants seem to be cuter on average than
the ones on other airlines, and you can sit next to anyone you like (well, on not-so-busy
flights like mine). Also, they still give you peanuts (and honey roasted, too!).
The only thing that really marred my whole flying experience was some cranky old woman that was
behind me in line one time. She couldn’t believe that Southwest didn’t assign seats and they
didn’t let cranky old people like her on before other people. “This is an outrage!
It’s like the 60’s or something!”

Hey. Look at this: idallas vs The Purple Monkey.

Today was my last day of work for awhile. Maybe for quite awhile. It’s a little
sad, but I think it might be a good time for me to move on. I’m going to
hang out in Seattle for awhile. That might change my outlook on things
a little. It might not, too, though. I’m leaving tomorrow. See you there!

Hey. Look at this: idallas vs The Purple Monkey.

Also, I started a bit of a new section. It’s not going to be updated daily, but the
thoughts there are a little more thought out, if you know what I’m saying. It’s called
Special Sauce and it’s the secret ingredient you’ve all
been waiting for. Check it Out!

I find myself sometimes arguing with one person about nothing really in particular in
some strange defense of a third person. In this scenario, I seem to actually agree
with the person I am arguing with, but I still find it necessary to try to defend that
third person. It sort of creates a lot of strife in areas where it doesn’t need to be.
Fortunately, we all seem to be pretty mellow people and no bridges gut burnt.
Lucky us.

Hey. In commemoration of our wonderful, amazing president, I have started a new
section of this wonderful, amazing website. It’s called
Special Sauce. Check it Out!
(if you haven’t already).

Well, something good about staying at home instead of going out on the weekends
(once in awhile) is that you can end up getting a lot of stuff done without even
realizing it. You’ll just be stepping around in your room listening to some tunes
on the radio or something, and before you know it, you’ll be picking up some random
extra papers, straightening up your shelves a bit, and just sort of generally cleaning up.
Then, you can do that for 5 or 15 minutes and then stop and sit at your computer and
send a couple of emails (perhaps apologizing to people for not making it to their
parties), and then you can get distracted and go watch a bit of an episode of South Park
in the living room for 10 minutes, and the before you know it you’ll be cleaning up
your room some more.

Also, I started a bit of a new section. It’s not going to be updated daily, but the
thoughts there are a little more thought out, if you know what I’m saying. It’s called
Special Sauce and it’s the secret ingredient you’ve all
been waiting for. Check it Out!

Trying to think of a new bad thing to say about the world every day makes me think in
interesting new directions. I could whimper and whine about that last random person
on the freeway who irritated me by driving by some different rules that
I don’t follow. I could
go on and on about this or that facet of society, but all of that has been overplayed
anyway. So I strive to actually come up with something insightful. I try not to
fail you, my adoring reading public (how ever few of you there might be).

But sometimes I do, and doesn’t that just suck?

Since I left college and starting working in the real world (more and less fun than
you might think at the same time), my spare thoughts have been increasingly devoted
toward establishing a physical sort of link with members of the opposite sex (hooking up,
as some people might say). I’ve been trying to figure out if maybe it might actually
be fun to just randomly hook up with never another word. I’ve also been trying
to figure out what’s so special about these so-called “hotties” or “babes”. Are they
really all they’re cracked up to be? What if they are and I’m missing out on the
experience of a lifetime?

Anyway, I find myself annoyed by all the steps that people seem willing to go through to
get to know people they don’t already know. People are willing to go through this
elaborate
process of first meeting, then doing some preliminary interacting (unfortunately not
generally involving hooking up), and then setting up a meeting that follows a
predefined sort of pattern (this meeting is usually called a date), and then on and on.
It also seems so ridiculous sometimes. Why can’t two people just see each other
on the street, go to some random nearby hut and proceed to hook up? You’ll probably learn
a lot of the really important stuff during that first hooking up section. I’m not
advocating random sex. I’m just suggesting that people should make out a little before
they even think about going out on a first date.

People could just see each other on the street, stare for a moment, and then both say,
“Wanna go hook up?” That would be dope.

Something that really irks me is when people sit around (or stand around, or
hop on one leg, or whatever) and complain about everything all the time
without ever giving a moment’s thought to trying to actually doing something.
So many people I know (shall I say most) never really attempt to do anything that
hasn’t been pre-planned out for them. I know this is an old complaint, and
I know that I’m just as guilty as this as anyone else, but it still sucks.

It’s ok to sit on your ass and be a tumor on the ass of society. That’s fine and
cool, but don’t get in the way and annoy everyone with your whiney-ass complaints, too.

Get a frickin life, or go
vote or something.

geez

We were watching Good Will Hunting at my house tonight and my housemates were
dissing Minnie Driver because she’s not conventionally attractive. They were
calling her ‘ugly’ and making a fairly big deal out of of it, almost as if they
were offended by the fact that they even put her in a movie at all. I tried to
defend her… I said, “I agree that she’s funny looking, but that doesn’t make
her ugly.” That’s true, right? Don’t people get tired of seeing the same old kinds
of faces over and over again? Isn’t it nice to have a fresh sort of look once in
awhile? I guess not…