The Universe and all its wonders are mine to toy with...or so I was lead to believe.
February 26, 2005
This just in...the secret is out.
Mice that have the strength of Arnold Schwarzeneggar. Seriously this is ridiculous. Morbid curiosity drives me to wonder what the side effects could be. Here go here and see for yourself...http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/news/story?id=1999051
Trust me this will blow your mind. The possibilities are endles and definitely "terrifying." I can imagine the Beijing Olympics, everyone will be winning gold medals there will be no more clear ( non-gene induced ) winners.
Ahh...Saturday morning! The birds are chirping, there's not a soul stirring yet, and its time for some good old fashioned "cartoon watching." But what is this, where Voltron should be I see the Power Rangers. Where BTAS should be I see "the Batman", ( which I hear has a Joker who fights with a Jamaican style...plus he has dreads!! )
Am I remiss or do we have no more originality, class, style, good stories, in depth plots, etc..etc...with today's Saturday morning cartoons? Where have all the good ones gone? Even Cartoon Network stinks...( Which I'm not ashamed to say I have watched for quite a while. )
They do have one block of time that is in a word "decent." Toonami. It is by far the best time of the week ( on Sat. at 7pm-11pm ) With quality programming like the JLU ( if you have'nt seen it you need to see it, 3 Batmans nuff said!) with lines like, "You don't get to joke!! I just took a bullet for you!!" Good stuff man, Good stuff! Teen Titans ( is Raven going to be the end of it all? ) And Slade is one vicious villain, he almost kills Robin by using his own mind against him. Mean man, that's just plain mean. Rouruni Kenshin, about a wandering Samurai trying to redeem himself for his past sins as "botosai the manslayer." And lets not forget DBGT...its...well...a classic. No one will ever have the grunting down to an art like that show, or stretch it out that long for that matter. No one. And the fight sequences still give me chills when I see it.
Maybe, just maybe, one day we can reclaim Saturday mornings again. So we can once again run down stairways with our blanket tied around us like a cape ( inspired by Mr. Hibbity Gibbity ) proclaiming, " its time for Beastwars, DBZ, or Batman (BTAS not the new one) , Thundercats, the Gobots (no wait that show was bad! ) Transformers, GI Joe ( come one who didn't watch them make Sepentor? ) , or even Reboot, yeah that was a good show, but not as good as Voltron, that show was awesome!
"Unless you are faithful in small matters, you won't be faithful in large ones." Its always the little things...those minute details, those infintesimally small details that could engulf your soul. If your good with little, then ( and only then as I see it ) will you be given more. Tough pill to swallow isn't it? I thought about this for quite a while now and through the years it has become quite clear to me that I have a problem. I...are you ready for this...I buy "things." Not just normal things, like books, toiletries, and edibles. But things I really do not need, but want.
Now I can spend all this money on myself and always make a rational excuse as to why I do. And then convince myself that 2 feet in the "vault of debt" is better than one, if I'm going in I'm going all out. Give me a break? I actually tell myself that this is acceptable behavior, and yet strangely there are so many more things that I want. Like a bigger fridge, nicer TV,new video games, etc...etc....
You see what I'm getting at is I don't have these things and if I did they would'nt make me any better as a person, all that comes from the heart. All anon. ( as Shakespeare would say ) would I were to throw off these weary laden shackles, and trample through the bosom of my debt, dashing dreams to the tumultuous current which I ride out every day here-in and after. I would.
Alas, and most sadly...I can't...seem...to...break...this simple abstraction I call an addiction ( for lack of a better term ) "stuff."
Surely someone has the cure for this delapidated disease which I have been harboring for utterly too long...a simple elxir of truth which will stop me from gorging myself on the pressing "now." Now, now, now...I feel like that girl from "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" What was her name? Violet Beauregard. Now lets not get into a whole other discussion as to why I feel like a girl, because I don't. I can just see what the attraction was to all those things.
Now here's the flip side of the coin. I also don't want it anymore. I am this close to giving it all away and just throwing everything on Ebay for a penny. I would give anything to never again want, but now I know that that won't happen until I die. Which if I have my way will be a very, very, very, very long time from now. ( Lets not go there either )
I am teetering here on this macabre seesaw of total, and utter release, or just succumbing to all the materialistic ardor. Drowning...choking...being throttled to death by the images that sleepily dance through my mind, yearning to burst through and take over my entire being. Leaving my husk of a once kind, long-suffering, non-bitter, always loving, knight in shimmering armor stranded and utterly alone...dark...dank...sadly twisted, and misguided. A young man no more.
Now I am another year older ( not sure I'm wiser )but I will not back down...I want the crown in the end. Don't look back...its only begun...sound my battlecry, step aside I live to fight. I will not go down, never...don't forget what this is for, these days have opened up my eyes, now I see I am on the frontlines. We live our lives on the frontline.
Its a struggle to just stay on the path I know I should be on. But I am not alone, I want to belong, and now I know I'm in a world of people who want to belong.
It all comes down to faith. YOu need it, you use it and don't realize it. When you push the brake pedal in your car. When you cross the street when the pedestrian sign glows bright in your face. Everything is faith, and yes everything has a reason, as infintesimal as it may seem, however miniscule there is always a reason, and its the small things. ( bet you were wondering how I was going to bring all this together and make sense of it, well to tell you the truth so was I ) Not the big ones they come and go like yesterday's paper, but the small things are like parasites they stay and suck the life out of your very bone marrow, if you let them.
You see it all comes back to the small things, they compile, they become cumulative, festering inside us until we let them out in a torrent of emotional baggage on the next unsuspecting victim ( usually its the one's we love for some unknown reason ) But we can be faithful during this time. We have been given the ability to rise above, to tear asunder, and stride triumphantly over them. Look not to yourself, but to the one who made all that you see, and smell, and hear, and touch, and Love. He is faithful. Will you be?
Today is and will always be the day on which I was brought into this wonderful world, but alas I have no party planned ( except for in my mind and its a doozey I'm not sure about that spelling )...anyway I want a party nothing spectacular, but some cake and champaigne would be nice or icecream, whatever I'm not picky. And lots of people with presents, cause we all know that is all I care about is the presents. Yeah and then a clown which I could make do balloon animals, and then pop them in front of him to make him a sad clown :-( Mwaahahahahah....I'm sadistic when it comes to clowns, I don't like them.
But seriously folks, who does like clowns?
I have a funny story about work. I was asked today if I was at work ( mind you I was in the building where I work at the time ) and I didn't have the foggiest. I responded with, "am I?" How tired do you have to be to forget your at work when your there. That's , I mean that's just plain awful...don't you think? If you out there in "blogland" have a funny work story and its not off color or crass, or anything of that nature than please feel free to share, if it is of said nature than just puts lots of $#!*^& and *bleeps*, or replace all the dirty words with habbadatchery, or rutabaga, that'll make it very funny, or sad, I'm not sure which? In fact replace all the words with habbadatchery ( hey its not every day I get to type this word so I'm going for broke. ) either that or frippery, that's a good one too. Please just tell me your stories or I'll have to continue to write my own wayward, ostentatious, pretentious, nonessential tales of nondisposable refuse.
Okay so did I miss the memo?? When did Survivor start to just fall apart at the seams? I mean the All Stars should have been a clue to us all that we were hitting our survivor tolerance, and in fact exceeding them. This new conception is by the far the worst season yet. I can't understand why they would get rid of 2 people ( granted the singing lady had to go, or at least be beat unconscious for a while ) that we had absolutely no audience connection too. If you were to have given us some background into it...maybe? ( and that's a big maybe ) but they were like here you go here are the contestants, now um run to the island, oh yeah and by the way we're getting rid of two of you, okay?? Lets do the pick your teams for kickball by picking all the cool, or pretty "castaways." What a freaking joke! If that is how the ball is going to roll for now on I would rather watch grass grow...I mean I have watched it grow before when I was out in right field, and I never got picked first for anything...sometimes I didn't get picked at all...come to think of it...okay now I just want a flamethrower and a way to the island...so lets step away from this rather "fiery" topic...Hahahaahah...get it?? Fiery! Get it??? Fire, fiery...No...well...they...err...you will.... Ok well that's ominous isn't it? You would think that I would have a little more pinache than just a flamethrower. Maybe some exlax brownies, or some water with dish soap in it...who knows? Maybe a LOT of fish heads on pikes all around there campsite that would be hilarious.
I am sitting here in front of such an office debacle that I am seriously contemplating leaving right now...just walking and saying good riddance to this nonsensical travesty of a vocation... *I'm slightly miffed* if you can't tell...I was told this would all be fixed...ahhh...don't you hate being lied to, in their own way I have to give them credit for such convincing beguile...hmmm...maybe I should stay?? I do need the money even though it isn't much...like I said earlier there is a huge bounty on my head by the Government ( specifically the Education Dept. ) Who knows what will happen here when these phones stop ringing? ( They never do ) Still it would be nice for some peace and quiet...just throw all this office equipment out and add a rug or two with an engaging new agey style of music playing in the background and *voila* instant "Yoga Playground." Seriously folks I am going out of my mind today it seems...and as many of you know thats not a far trip for me, just a short little stroll...and I'm visiting Bellevue for the day...ah the good old days of white coats that would hug me back whenever I was in need of a hug I had one all day.? *sigh* those were the good old days...ahhh 2004...where did you go??
Hello "blogland", its very quiet in here...hmmm...I am not...sure...what...to write about...so I will write about my day at work...I have been stuck at a desk and computer all day. The managers have mysteriously disappeared in a fog of, "lost paperwork" and "payroll issues"...at least that is what I am told...so what do I do all day?? Well self I'm glad you asked. I sit here ( or stand ) and do what is asked, attendance, counsels, all sorts of fun, fun, fun work! Well self do you enjoy this type of work??? Why, yes I do self, I enjoy the people and the commoraderie from my co-workers...do you do anything else??? Why, yes self I do, I monitor performance and deal with managers and associates of ours on a daily basis...So is there anything exciting in your life right now?? Depends on what you think is exciting?! If you like owing the gov't money, and taxes, and pretty much not knowing what will happen next, whether you will spend the day in jail, or win the lottery...well than yes my life is chock full of excitement...well I will leave you with this note.......... Go see "Revenge of the Sith" when it comes out. It'll be great! *deep menacing growl*
