Category: really old

Cult Leader Day:
Today, I will talk about the Global Cult of iDallas (G-COID). iDallas has pet peeves,
and those things have been designated by the G-COID as deadly sins. Here they
are, in no particular order.

• not signalling while driving
• laughing at things that aren’t funny
• talking about things that aren’t even worth doing
• driving a yellow economy car
• wasting my time
• lying
• being infectiously perky (not really, but I really want to not like those people…)
• making fun of other people
• not using your brain before you speak
• not using your brain after you speak
• eating meat without consideration

dolphin nightmare day:
So. I’m just laying there, right? Soaking in some sun, watching the girls’ butts as
they go by. Suddenly I hear something really weird… sort of squeaky and sort of
grunty and wet at the same time. It was a strange thing to be hearing in the middle of
the morning, and I got pretty annoyed about it… I got so annoyed in fact, that I decided
to do something about it. I was going to give whoever it was a piece of my mind…
Just watch me.

So I got up to take a look at what I was facing, but as I got up and regained my bearings,
I realized the sound had stopped. I looked around for anybody or anything that might
be the cause of the hideous sound, but all I could see was a skinny white guy and
a dolphin wearing a bikini. Now, that’s something you don’t see every day.

So. Now my car is turning against me, too. It’s an aging Acura Integra, and is pretty
ugly most of the time, but in a very endearing sort of way, you know? Anyway, unlike
the new ones with those stupid little round headlights, it has good ol’ popup headlights.
They’re up when I need them, and down when I don’t. Simple, right?

Perfectly so… until now. The stupid thing (a naughty word came to my mind
to describe it, but I’m restraining myself) won’t put it’s lights down now. It’s
decided it kind of likes having them up all the time. Isn’t that a pisser? Cars
with their popup headlights up during the day look straight-up dumb. Nothing else
can be said. The only thing worse is when a car only has one popup headlight
up. That’s worse. At least my car has a little more style than that.

Computers suck sometimes. If people even knew half of what we put into keeping
Dreambook alive and kicking …
they’d gladly pay us twice as much… (2×0=…0)

Anyway. It scares me when dumb people are in charge of important stuff. And that
seems to happen everywhere I look. But I guess who am I to say that they’re dumb, right?
Yeah, but who are they to say that stuff is important, anyway? It’s not really that
important when you really look at it… and then
maybe I guess they’re not really so dumb after all, either.
Well, that got us nowhere.

I met a new person at a party this weekend. I only talked to her for like 10 minutes,
but now I’m all giddy about it. I like how my day to day mood can be swayed by
the smallest little things. It’s fun, sometimes. I don’t let big things get to me
too much, so to make up for it, I overreact to the little things.

Fun for all.

These Saturday entries are coming later and later these days…

I was thinking last night about how glad I am to be young. I feel younger now than I did
when I was 16. I feel like there’s whole world full of stuff out there to experience,
learn, and be a part of. All I have to do is pay attention and not miss my opportunities.
It bugs me sometimes when I see people around me acting old just because they think
they’re supposed to. Everyone gets old eventually. There’s no reason to rush it.

Good Advice: Don’t anger people who like to be angry.

Something I think is amazing about the internet is the way it can turn one person
into a star almost overnight. jennicam.org
was recently brought to my attention again (it seems to pop up every now and then).
It’s credited as being the first webcam site, where a person hooks up a camera to the
internet and turns it towards (him|her)self and forgets about it. This girl has one
in her bedroom and her living room and… basically, people love her. No reason.
That’s just what it is.

Also, I was thinking about that email that went around awhile ago… it was credited
at the time with being an MIT graduation speech by Kurt Vonnegut
(a personal hero of mine). It turns out that it was written by some other woman
who wrote it as a column for some other publication (my memory of specifics leaves
something to be desired). If I was her, I would have been overjoyed that people
would have even believed it for a moment.
Now it’s also the words for some song I’ve heard on the
radio by Baz Luhrman. Some guy says the words
over music. It’s a cool song.

All I can say, is hold on, it’s only gonna get weirder.

Bad Advice: Don’t pay attention to what people tell you.

Don’t you hate it when you’re playing a game with someone and they get all
frustrated and decide that they don’t want to play anymore? If you’re lucky,
the loser will just slink away and go pout in the corner with the music on really
loud or something. If you’re not lucky, the gameboard or controller might get tossed
in the air, possibly throwing little game pieces all over the place, too. That’s
crummy.

real poem day:

another three days have passed
and the anchor is still in place
nothing that I can do
has any effect on my bearing or my position

The sun lifts itself once from one horizon
and drops itself once behind the other
another cycle passes me by
and my life only grows shorter

Still, I keep defining my place in this world.
And I spread my mind across my environment.
It’s the only way I know
to become one with my horizons.

So, even though my future seems bleak,
I stick to my ideals,
because without that structure
I have no future at all.

I’ve started to notice that my own life is a little more boring that I had realized.
In lieu of boring everyone to tears, I’ll start filling in the boring bits of my
life with some random gibberish off the top of my head.

The girl’s weight felt very real and very right after what they had been through.
He bounced her a bit to tighten his grip and recenter her weight, and she moaned
quietly and momentarilly gripped him tighter. Nothing had felt so good in a very
long time. He felt needed. He had a reason.

And so he carried her in his arms as he walked along the deserted road. He didn’t
know where they were going, or what they were going to do once they got there.
That didn’t matter right now, though. Nothing mattered right now. The sun would be up
the rest of the way within a couple of hours, and the temperature would start to rise.

He had to find some shelter before then or no one would need either of them ever
again. He wasn’t worried, though. Nothing could bother him right now.