Thursday, February 12, 2009

I've been wondering for awhile if it would be possible to write an entire blog in the title. And it looks like it is so here I go. It's not going to b

Looks like that's all the farther you can get. Darn. Oh well I'll finish the boring way. I have anger issues. Wow that was to the point. I've had it since I was little, the only thing that has changed is that I can now suppress my seething hatred of others when I get pissed off. When I was a kid and annoyed the tiniest thing would set me off. I'd see a kid walking and laughing, I'd get angry and hit him with a rock. He would usually cry to an adult and I would gladly pay the consequences, cuz quite frankly I didn't give a @&!^. I have since come to terms with the fact that there is a name for those like me: asshole. That's me, but now, while I still don't care if I am one or not, I realized you can't make it if you are one. Go figure. So I'm changing my ways. Maturity has been the biggest help in fixing my problem. Some of the people who know me reading this right now are saying to themselves, "He is not mature at all, " but if only they knew what I have to do in order not to verbally tear their head off every time I get really cheesed off. And so I don't dig my hole that much deeper I'm just going to end this post.

P.S. your opinion doesn't matter to me, so don't bother with a comment on this post.

Internet Diary

Blogs whether we want to admit it or not are forms journals, it's a diary. Blogging a thing you do to convey your feelings about this or that aka a diary. But this diary is a huge reach from the conventional lock and key notebook you find hidden under a teen's bed. It's the most public place anyone could record things about there life short of sending a mass e-mail. So why do we do it?

I think before you answer that question you need to understand the way we function as a society. We all want our information now. Practically no one has the time, or patience to wait five minutes anymore. The Internet meets and feeds this growing addiction. Also without offending anyone I'd like to address the rebel in all of us. Everyone has a need to be noticed and the need to express one's self. Some of us bottle it up, others show it in our outward appearance, and still others find a comfortable medium. The last is where I think bloggers fit in. Now if you're a blogger and I've completely missed you, maybe you're a phenomenon, or maybe you just aren't human.

Blogging is a way to do both at the same time, and since it is in such a public place naturally there will be tons of people who flock to it. If you look at blogs the majority of them are peoples feelings, the reason I don't want to say all is that there is always the one or two exceptions. It's such a personal thing as well. You can read a persons blog, preferably one of there rants and say to yourself, "Yea I think I get know that person now." I don't know if This is just me but when I write a blog I feel like it is really good at the time but then when I go back and read it later I think wow i must have been in a bad mood or wow I was not awake at all when I wrote that. When you write in the heat of the moment you're bound to make mistakes, I think I'm one of the biggest offenders. I've gone back and spell checked some of my blogs and you would think I never passed third grade English. But there is also something immensely satisfying about putting you feelings into words. Putting your frustration or anger into an 800 word rant makes you feel good afterward.

Sure there are dry times when all you can think is what the hell am I going to blog about now, but an idea always comes to the rescue and the words flow on to the Internet with ease. This has been fun, but I think I may have rambled a bit there in middle. My apologies. Happy blogging.

Definition of Pompous Ass





Before I saw this video I read an article about the world's worst husband, and I thought I'd look into it further. The article also has several links to various websites that stemmed from this particular episode.


You can also watch part two if you want. Here's the link.

This guy was born in Britain, and he CHOSE to come to the U.S., why so he could live with the people he seems to hate so much. I mean seriously dude go back to your damn country. But wait, maybe they don't want your ass back, because you were so demeaning to so many people in so many ways that I think you offended most of the people in the world. How could someone be such a fool as to think that when he opened his mouth to put down this lady it was a good idea. We Americans have a thing that when you insult one of us that is an insult to all of us. We don't care what class you come from, how much money they have, none of that. When they are insulted by a person not from this country, those a fighting words. We become an impregnable wall not to be messed with, because this wall fights too.

I just wish that he could see how bad he looks bashing this woman who did nothing but agree to switch families for a couple weeks, hoping to learn something from the experience. Instead she got this asshole telling her, basically that she isn't good enough to lick the bottom of his shoes.

The show Wife swap is known for the odd swaps they make, but come on, isn't there some kind of weed out system, or maybe the producers are just as guilty in the matter as he is. They might not have known exactly what was going to happen, but I bet they knew from all the interviews they had with this family that something big was gonna happen. Well they got their wish but I bet the shows from now on are a little less extreme, because if I'm not mistaken this is there second offense. Take a look at this.



WOW! Nuf said.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Thinkin' About Spring

With all of the warm weather that we had last week I've really been craving spring. Every year it feels like winter lasts until you can hardly stand it. But then when spring comes you take advantage of it, and before you know it you're locked back in the cold embrace of winter. I vow that this year will be different, I'm really going to appreciate what spring has to offer. I'm going to go crappie fishing every weekend in my friends boat. The only weekends that we won't go will be the weekends that we go turkey hunting.I've been looking forward to both for a very long time, and when the time comes I'm going to hunt and fish them like there's no tomorrow.

Last week my brother and I spent a long time talking about all of the different places we were going to try out this year. We even talked about going on a weekend trip to Minnesota to fish to our hearts content.

We spent most of the week checking our hunting and fishing stuff making sure that it was all still good to go so that when the time comes we'll be ready. All of my fishing gear was in mint condition, but there are a few lures that I want to buy. My hunting gear was a similar story, but I need to buy another camo shirt.

I just don't think I can seriously stress to you how excited I really am, and sorry to those who don't care. I mean you really don't have to read this unless you're Mr. Ayers.

Anyway back to the subject. My uncle is a fisherman as well and we've already arranged several fishing weekends with him. My brother and I were also talking about buying a cheap boat that we could hook to the back of my dad's pickup. It is going to be the best spring/summer thus far.

Honestly?

I was recently reading an article in Time Magazine, about testing teachers randomly for drug use. It made some very good points about the topic, which I realize is the job of the journalist but I would like to talk about it a bit.

Money is always an issue in today's world, and 37,000 dollars is a good chunk of change. But a question you have to ask is: Is it worth it to protect your kids? Some people would say no, who obviously don't have kids, or use drugs themselves. These teachers are huge influences on your kids. Let's make a conservative estimate. Say each teacher in America comes into contact with with 25 kids a day. Four percent of all teachers in the U.S. reported using drugs. Now there are a lot of teachers in the U.S. and multiply that by twenty-five and you have a lot of kids who have potentially learned more than the curriculum intended.

Is it worth it to spend 37,000 dollars to reduce that number? Hell yea it is! But, maybe random isn't the best way to go about it. Maybe we should give full discretion to principals to drug test any teacher that they might think has been indulging. This was suggested in the article but only with probable cause. Why just that? Let the teachers sweat thinking that their boss might tell them at any minute to go to the bathroom, the psychological factor seems to be more effective than just random.

I fear money, as usual will drive this endeavor into the ground. It's a shame we have to put a price tag on our kids and ultimately our FUTURE because of our own greed. Just add it to the list of things wrong with the world, and prepare for your demise.

The Uneding Frontier

Music might not be the "final frontier," but it sure is the infinite frontier. If you think that music has reached it's full potential, you are, quite frankly, an idiot. Do you think that back during the Renaissance, the great thinkers, and innovators of culture thought they were the end of evolution? Not a chance they knew that someday more great thinkers would come along and repeat the process all over again.

Just think of all the different styles of music there are, and then think of all the sub- genres there are. Wow, I'm with ya, that's a lot, and I know it's hard to believe that there are an infinite amount more out there just waiting to be thought of.

Back in the time when symphonies were in there prime do you think that people had any concept of Hip-hop? No, which is why you can't dismiss the fact that out there are many more styles of music waiting to be born. I just hope that it happens again in my life time, that the next big thing in music is thought of and put to action. Even if I'm an old senile man and I am too pig headed to appreciate the new music I will somewhere inside of myself be honored to have witnessed it.

I feel like I'm not putting my wonder at this concept into words well enough. Which is the curse of putting thoughts to words I think. Oh well I'll let my thoughts simmer until I'm overcome with the way to inform the masses.

The Art of Deceit

You learn it at a very young age. Lying is a skill, learned by most at the age of three or four. I was recently watching my younger cousins having a wrestling match. One got angry that his sister was beating him so he found the nearest toy and hit her on the head with it. Now she's very tough for a nine year old (something I attribute to myself as a "bully" cousin), but this was too much for her. She started crying. My uncle, who had been watching the whole time, asked my cousin in an angry father voice why he hit her. My cousin, on the verge of tears himself at the prospect of getting in trouble did what any kid does, he lied. Even though he knew that he was caught he insisted on lying through his teeth.

Why is this? That a six year old kid can lie so readily and obviously to his father who had just seen him commit this crime. I blame society. One can't survive in modern society without knowing how to lie. Politicians get paid to do it, and every day I feel our moral nobleness slipping away from our filthy hands.

I feel like there is nothing to be done about the problem, and at this I despair. It has become fatally intertwined with our lives that if taken away would be comparable to removing our pancreas. I'm not ashamed to admit that I lie as readily as the next guy, which might be part of the problem. We aren't even ashamed of it anymore. A man's word used to be important to him than his life. Now most people would stab their closest friend in the back and lose their honor than lose their selfish life.

I'm deeply saddened by the current condition of the human race, and I despair that the course we're going will lead to a fatal end, sooner rather than later. To whoever is listening if you have ideas to reform put them into action, and soon! I don't mean to sound so ominously cheesy, but the fate of the human race depends on it.