Friday, April 4, 2008
funny craigslist post
Ever see Joe's Apartment? Yeah, this article will make you totally remember it and think...wow, that movie was more truth than fiction. Except for the whole garden thing.
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Oh yeah, for those of you curious what my desk at work looks like. Here it is
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Wiki Tours
Hey did yall notice that Caravan Tours is in Wikipedia? That doesnt really mean its fun or cost efficient but Id say it proves its legitimacy as being established and long lasting. Check it out, been around since 1952 and it usually sells out. Again, that doesnt necessarily mean shit, but I think its cool. I really have a good feeling about this package guys. Syd seems to think hotel fair is included so that makes the deal even juicier. Well see what happens, the next step is researching airfare to Mexico City and back from Cancun. I have good feelings that it wont be that bad, and that everything will work out amazingly. Lets just roll with that!
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Firefox Beta 5 out
And for shits and giggles, because we can all use them. The latest White Nnja:
/em pokes the cup with a stick
Everybody alive out there? There hasn't been much cup activity as of late. I know I haven't been terribly functional, for no apparent reason. Maybe I've got my cosmic period now, Lorigga will have to check for me. How are work/school/stuff going? At least grunt or something, or I'll have to get the stick.
It's the coyote Defmoose chased. He's learned how to ride the BART!
And now for your consideration, the first cut at a menu for Yosemite:
Dinner 1:
Taco / burrito thingies, featuring:
Chicken, refried beans, black beans, cheese, lettuce, tomato, onion, hopefully avocado (could do fake meat too)
Raw veggies of various forms
Dinner 2:
Cheeseburgers / veggie burgers
Green beans
Dinner 3:
Hot dogs / veggie dogs (does Morning Star or someone make these or get some from Top Dog)
Pork and beans or similar concoction
and / or Corn (canned, unless there is decent looking fresh corn and we want to try to cook it on the fire grate)
Breakfast
Poptarts / breakfast bars / Powerbars would make things a lot easier unless people really want cereal
Eggs and potatoes (breakfast burrito type things) for the morning after
Lunch
Apples, whatever other fruit looks decent
Granola bars
Snack type stuff
Chips, cookies, maybe stuff to make smores?
Gatorade, soda, beer?
It would actually be a lot easier for me to just deal with all of the big stuff, but I don’t really have any good ideas for snack type stuff or drinks, so I’d appreciate it if someone else could deal with that or come up with a list of requests. I have access to one big ice chest, but we probably need two since we're feeding six people. Also, how is the tent situation? I borrowed my dad's big tent, so we can do 3 and 3, or 2 and 4 with the tents I have if people are happy with that. Otherwise someone else is going to need to come up with some tentage. Yosemite is in 3 weeks, yay!
Monday, March 31, 2008
Into the madness
I wrote this piece a while ago. Im thinking it was December. On Sunday out of the blue I had a very serious contemplation about control, and the nature of control. How when some of us think that we have the least control, we actually contain full control. Randomly I was shuffling through old docs that I hadnt put in proper folders and I came across this piece. I remember having wrote it after class one night when I was in a particularly sick mood. Glad not to be in that head space, but I still have to agree with the sentiment of the piece. Its not really a poem, more like an idea.
Control
The sickest thing is that I miss that control
When I was snorting a line of cocaine or smoking a run of heroin off of foil
I had that control
I felt that exhilarating rush that I had done it again
I had cheated death and life
I was feeling that sweet rush of my own death and no one could do anything about it
Society, my peers, my family, even God could not stop me
I knew that I was cutting myself so desperately short and I loved it because no one could stop me
Not even myself
Control
Sure it was the demon controlling me than
The demon was moving my hands and lips to eek out a façade of humanness so that I could satiate its ravenous desires
The cold empty state in my heart, that void, the lack of love and light allowed the demon to take over my mind
But I was allowing it do so
I was actively taking a back seat to the darkness
I was choosing to let chaos destroy everything that I had accumulated over all my adult life
It was the best part of the high
The control