Thursday, March 31, 2011

I want to be there.

John Williams

As it would appear, Indiana Jones has the best theme, and is the best John Williams theme (out of Star Wars, Cantina Theme, Indiana Jones, Jaws, Jurassic Park, and E.T.). Woohoo! I personally would not have been able to make that call, although I would probably say a tie between Star Wars, and Jurassic Park, but they're all some of the greatest movie themes ever, in my humble opinion.


     If someone had told me back in November, that three months later I'd be sitting net to her in ihop, eating pancakes, but it would take getting your heart as close to broke as ever, would I be happy? Damn right I would. Am I? Not so much, but I try not to dwell on it, not wipe it from my memory, but keep it lodged there. Because I don't regret it, regardless of how shitty I may have felt, because it made me who I am now, and I'm the better person for it, or at least I like to think that.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011


     Is it better to fix the past, and right the wrongs, or to move on and change the future? Should I let bygones be bygones, and make sure I don't make those mistakes again, moving forward, and making the future my own? Or should I figure out what exactly happened in the past, but in doing so, lose precious time that I need to change the future? Should I try to reroute the train of time, even though it's already passed the junction, trying to correct my mistakes in the past, and clear my mind? Should I let their weight rest on my mind, and move on? Should I talk and figure out what happened then, or move on, and try to make something happen?
     I suppose it's a question of whether you want to become a product of your environment, or have your environment become a product of you. More so, whether you want to adapt and thrive in your current environment, or have your environment adapt to you. I guess there's two arguments really, accepting the way things are, and not risking ruin yourself trying to change them, or ignoring what's happened, and changing it for the future. Should you have to choose between the two, I can't make the choice for you, but I know what I would do should the situation arise:
     I should accept what happened in the past, and keep that weight with me, but not let it drag me down. I should accept the events of the pat at face value, and realize I acted foolishly, but learn from that, and not make the same mistakes again. I should accept that nothing I can do will rewrite the past, it's already been published, but the future is a blank page, and I hold a pen. I will go forth and reroute the path of time, and steer it towards my destination. When I am tired I shall go along for the ride, but only once I've laid the tracks true. Because my past belongs to memories, and my present belongs to instinct, but my future belongs to me.
     In the words of Jack Nicholson, "I don't want to be a product of my environment, I want my environment to be a product of me."

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

When I see people next to me using facebook on the metro, I have to supress the urge to ask if they'll add me as a friend.

Sunday, March 27, 2011


     We were driving back from the Iwo Jima Memorial on Friday, after being frozen to the bone by the unexpected cold and wind. I gazed out the window for the half mile home, and when we passed under a bridge, I saw a man. Granted, I only saw him for a second as we zoomed down the highway, but that glimpse sent chills down my spine, and not the negative connotation that we usually give to chills, but a feeling of wonder, understanding, and a glimpse at fully understanding the world I suppose. The man was sitting with his back to the concrete, two black trash bags to either side of him, a massive graffiti tag taking up the concrete bridge support behind him. I couldn't see his face, the hood cast it in shadow, but that didn't seem like a bad thing at the time, it made sense, especially in the context.
     I'm not going to lie, I can tell when someone is homeless, and I have no delusions about why and how they got in that condition, but something about this man struck me. He's someone who knows more hardships than we can imagine, and endures more pain in a week than most of do in a year. But he still manages to survive. When the disaster happens, and our society collapses, he'll live, and will probably have a thing or two to teach us about survival. I suppose I viewed that man as the mountaintop hermits, living in remote areas, at the top of mountains, but still possessing wisdom beyond our own, and imparting it on those willing to make the pilgrimage to the top. Now, I'm not going to go digging around under bridges looking for hermits, but I feel as though I ave a better sense of understanding, albeit misplaced.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Thank You Nemo!

This thing Nemo showed me inudge, which is super duper neat. You should definitely try it out, here's something that I did in a few minutes. It's not very good, but it doesn't take a whole lot of time and it is super fun!


    So, for those of you that didn't already know, I get nosebleeds a lot, especially in the winter, where they're as often as two or three times a day. Now, it nowhere near that often regularly, but I get nosebleeds more than your average person. I just went and cleared out a quart of blood just now, and thought I should write a little bit about it.
     Personally, they're not that bad for me. Well, they are bad, it's just I don't mind them a whole lot. Other than the awkwardness of it, because most people are inherently made uncomfortable by the sight of blood, the time consumption, and the clothes stains, which eventually get washed out, it's just an irritating part of day to day life. But I personally think that I get a lot of good things from it. I am totally fine at the sight of blood, especially my own, I know how to get stains out really well, and I'm used to still functioning, even after losing a good bit of blood.
     Well, that's all, just wanted to share a little bit, and if you tell me you learned from First Aid that you should keep your head down so you don't choke, I'm just going to look at you condescendingly.

    Three posts ago was post 300!! Woohoo!

Friday, March 18, 2011

Isn't it funny how our canines are our biggest and pointiest teeth, but Dog's pointiest teeth are their fourth pair, not their third pair.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Whenever I visualize Satan talking, he always has the voice of Mick Jagger. Singing.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011


Hmm, so, considering that the Nissan Versa and the Nissan Cube share the same engine, I just can't understand why the Versa has so much better mileage than the Cube. Oh wait...

Also, Best Dinosaur?

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Went to an awesome concert, can't really say anything more.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

I figured out how to make my bestseller. Iterview Paranoid Schizophrenics about DC architecture.

Friday, March 11, 2011

How many emergency calls do you think Life Alert gets about Commies breaking into people's houses?

Saturday, March 5, 2011

The Zoo

    Today was spent chilling in DC. First, me and two sweet bros went to Chinatown! And after rising up on an escalator to the fanfare at the top, we wandered around for a while, until we found stores that weren't restaurants! It was amazing, we wandered around a good amount, before I got a jade elephant and some ginger tea, for next to nothing! Then we went next door and I got some Medicine Balls! Then, we went to the Zoo, and proceeded to wander around, call out animals, and other antics. Some pictures to boot!

Why are Flamingos so weird?

See above question.


Plants! In the Metro!

Giant Salamander!


Friday, March 4, 2011

I love Die Hard 2, but jesus, just land the plane at Reagan National, or BWI, you've been circling for hours, Reagan is half an hour away, by car!
On a lighter note, the flag of the revolts in Lybia is infinitely better than their current one.
Iwo Jima: A god-forsaken spit of land beyond the end of the world, but was won by outstanding heroism.
Taffy 3, you were American Heroism at our best.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

And After All...

     If someone had told me in November that three months from now, you'll be sitting next to her in iHop, eating pancakes, but it'll take getting your heart as it'll ever be, would I be happy? Of course I would. Am I, not really, but there's no use getting sad about it, that's life, and it made me who I am today. Life's for living, not dwelling on the past so you can't enjoy the future, and not caring about the future so much that you forget to enjoy the present.