Me vs. Myself

Friday, October 29, 2004

Wicked Sceptre

If you ever feel down about life or yourself, go to Atlanta, Georgia. I had to go on a trip to Atlanta this week and the place where we had to give our presentation was next to Atlanta Motor Speedway. Mind you my line of work has absolutely nothing to do with Nascar or any of its affiliates. So this weekend thems folks is gunna has some racin'. It's Thursday morning and there are already thousands of RV's parked and ready to tailgate. The races start SATURDAY! Ok, so these people are passionate about really loud cars driving in a circle for four hours. Now to the good stuff. 'Merican flag, Earnhart flag, Junior flag and of course the rebel flag. (substitute your favorite race car driver for the Junior flag, Earnhart stays cuz he's a national hero) Every single RV had this flag arrangement, along with lawn chairs, coolers and a banner of their favorite drive on the side of their RV. Now I don't claim to be a fan of being PC nor am I PC that often. But, the rebel flag, are you serious? The war was over how long ago? Slavery was abolished how long ago? Racism should have ended how long ago? YEEEE HAAAA, South is gonna rise again! I have an idea, instead of watching other rednecks drive in circles, read a book. Maybe a history book or a grammar book or a "Hooked On Phonics" book. Anything to stop the dumbing down of 'Merica. And when were cut off jeans shorts poplular? For guys? Couple that with sleeveless Nascar shirt, trucker hat, fumanchu, mullet and white socks with penny loafers. I can't make this shit up folks, I saw this with my own eyes! I'm not saying I'm a fashion guru or saying every Nascar fan is an inbred, sister lovin', truck drivin', uneducated hill billy that believes in owning multiple guns (because its their Constitutional right) and the war on terror. Which by the way, are we winning that one? I liken it to this, when a tornado blows through a town, who gets interviewed? Not the upper-class, educated Lexus driver. No, it's the redneck whose trailer home just got blownt away and he ain't got no place for him and his sister and their eight kids to sleep, because Momma's trailer got blownt away too since it was next door. So then people that watch the news think only rednecks live in that town when that might not be the case. Now I realize I sound like an elitist a-hole, but if I can't voice my opinion... "The terrorists win."

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

Political Propaganda

So I generally stay away from the topic of politics. I don't watch or read enough news to be informed enough to make valid and educational points, which is quite opposite for a majority of America. Most people argue from an emotional standpoint or from what someone else told them. Either way it results in me having an aneurysm from the complete lack of ability in creating an original, logical and meaningful point. I admit my ignorance when it comes to politics and therefore I tend to not discuss politics that often. I also have had a distaste for Michael Moore, not because he bashes Bush, but because he seems to be an egotistical jackass that just wants attention. However, I decided this weekend to rent Bowling for Columbine and Fahrenheit 9/11. I thought for sure I would hate both and end up hating Michael Moore moore. Although both were very slanted towards a moore liberal way of thinking (which I am not opposed since I think very liberally) and mildly propagandic, I enjoyed both films. Some parts were slow and I wondered if the point was ever going to come out, but with some patience they eventually did.

BFC... I liked that he challenges and calls out Moses, Lockheed Martin, and KMart. And only KMart took action and accepted some sort of blame. Mr. Heston, when challenged stumbled along and made no sense and then walked away from Moore. I may not agree with all the points made in the movie and it never really defines a clear cut answer to violence problem, but it does provoke thought. It makes you evaluate your beliefs and views on the issue and maybe gets you to be a little moore open to new ideas, either your own or other peoples.

F911... Conspiracy Theory II without Mel Gibson? Or the ultra talented Julia Roberts? He did get Britney Spears though, so that made up for it. Again Moore asks the tough questions and gets no answers. Actually, he does get answers by the reactions of the challenged. I don't believe that the war in Iraq was about terror or liberation of the Iraqi people. I, like Moore, believe it was about oil, but he may take the whole conspiracy thing a bit further than I would. Or maybe he just confirms my theory moore, I haven't decided yet. As politically skewed towards Bush hating as this movie is, I think he does a great job of getting you to think.

Alright, I am off my political kick. Go vote, only if you're educated. I'm not voting this year because I don't know enough. And voting for Kerry just to get Bush out of office is not a good enough reason. Actually it is, but I would rather make a moore educated vote.

Monday, October 25, 2004

Weekend Fun.... YEA!!!!

Some times, like this weekend, I really wish I had a computer. And an internet connection. I do have a cable modem, but those are pretty useless without the first two. Oh well, such is life. Having forgot why I initially started this entry, I began to look around to jar my memory. No such luck, however, I did think of something mildly entertaining. At least to me. So the other day I'm talking on the phone about caricatures and it reminded me of this really super cool one a co-worker made of me earlier this year. For some odd reason, he thought I would look good in a blue leotard with a yellow sash. Oh yeah, while surfing. Anyway, the guy I share an office with had overheard me say blue leotard and I felt obligated to clear things up. So I drew a picture of the outfit on our dry-erase board. So there is the background of the story. When my memory could not be jarred, I saw a faint outline of the blue suit that wasn't fully erased. Which made me think about the dude that drew it. And my mind began drifting further into the dark land of weird. Ok, in Japan they have a tendency to put san or son at the end of your name, like Danielson. Then on South Park, that had the Marklars. If the Marklars were to go to Japan, you would have the name of the dude that drew the caricature. Weird, I know, but a typical trip through my head.

Friday, October 22, 2004

One down many to go...

So this is my first one. My cherry is popped and it feels so good. Anyway, my good friend Jim had me go to his blog and I thought it would be an interesting venture for me. He is the one who showed me what it is to program with the "strenf of a pimf". I don't have quite the skillz of him but I've learned to live with my handicap.

I'm not entirely sure where this blog idea is going to take me. Some days I may go ultra random and others just pseudo random. The idea of being able to just write stuff and see what people think about it is real interesting to me. Plus it will give me a chance to become a better typer. So today, like many firsts will be short but sweet. Who knows I might come back in ten minutes and be able to write longer.... Until next time.