We've all been there: my friend "Fish" bought a men's Nautica (TM) jacket just like this boy's who she liked. My sister ate military MRE's because her man was in the marine reserves at the time. And now me... I'm listening to "music" from the 1960's because that is what my sweetheart likes to listen to.
Anyone who's ever been in love knows what I am talking about: you do something completely whacko and out of the ordinary, just because your sweetie does it, and you want to enjoy it with them. Don't believe me? Check out Moonbubble, the Skeith. My sweetie adopted Moonie several month ago, because of my Jerry and my Poopsie. And I'm immersing myself in something that is totally not my first choice of tunes... simply because I desire to draw nearer to him both in our intellectual ponderings, and our casual interests.
Thursday, September 30, 2004
Tuesday, September 28, 2004
Let me just add that it was wonderful...
My weekend, of course! Thanks for asking....
Mister Wonderful is wonderful in deed and in fact. Big, huge lazy grin.
Mister Wonderful is wonderful in deed and in fact. Big, huge lazy grin.
Is there an end to the Madness?
Some weeks ago, Yahoo News did a story on these little plastic toys that made their way into bags of candy being sold in the U.S. Apparently the toys depicted cartoon-like rendition of the 11 September 2001 attacks on the World Trade Center. This morning, I was surfing the net, looking for a great little radio/mp3 player with a loud speaker, which was going to be on my Christmas Wish List. Instead, I found the most gruesome of gruesome array of souvenirs, that are actually entitled "Buildings of Disaster". Examples include (but are not limited to) the 911 attacks, the Texas School Book Depository, Chernobyl, and the O.J. Simpson car chase!
Clearly, the authors of the site are touting it differently. The creators are from a U.S. firm This is their note:
But really.... where does the madness end? Over the weekend, I was studying and watching television with my sweetie. He ran out to forage for our dinner, and I watched an advertisement for an insanely violent video game. Now, I gotta tell you, Mister Wonderful is the first one to say that people who play violent video games don't necessarily become violent... but he also says that senseless violence in video games impacts into reality from being a virtual distraction.
I saw this horrific game called Shellshocked: 'Nam '67. My sweetie was in Vietnam in 1969. In so many ways, I do not understand the horror that he and countless others endured while there. Back in March, we toured the California state Vietnam Memorial together. Seeing him become emotional really brought the senselessness of it all into the front of my mind. The creators are touting the game as a historical simulation of sorts... But I would fight to protect Mister Wonderful from ever having to go thru any of that again.
Clearly, the authors of the site are touting it differently. The creators are from a U.S. firm This is their note:
Souvenirs are important cultural objects which can store and communicate memories, emotions and desires. Buildings of Disaster are miniature replicas of famous structures where some tragic or terrible events happened to take place. The images of burning or exploded buildings make a different, populist history of architecture, one based on emotional involvement rather than scholarly appreciation. In a media-saturated time, world disasters stand as people's measure of history, and the sites of tragic events often become involuntary tourists destinations.
But really.... where does the madness end? Over the weekend, I was studying and watching television with my sweetie. He ran out to forage for our dinner, and I watched an advertisement for an insanely violent video game. Now, I gotta tell you, Mister Wonderful is the first one to say that people who play violent video games don't necessarily become violent... but he also says that senseless violence in video games impacts into reality from being a virtual distraction.
I saw this horrific game called Shellshocked: 'Nam '67. My sweetie was in Vietnam in 1969. In so many ways, I do not understand the horror that he and countless others endured while there. Back in March, we toured the California state Vietnam Memorial together. Seeing him become emotional really brought the senselessness of it all into the front of my mind. The creators are touting the game as a historical simulation of sorts... But I would fight to protect Mister Wonderful from ever having to go thru any of that again.
Friday, September 24, 2004
Can you believe this guy???
A follow up to Losing Faith... again.
So I went off about this former minister who was gay-bashing while "preaching" earlier this month. If you don't click above and go to the article, please at least read this much, right at the end:
Do I need to elaborate? The man is a "John" and we are letting him preach the word of God? The article above tells us that he stepped down from the ministry. Prithee, tell me why in the name of all that is holy and righteous, is the man preaching if he stepped down?
Let's draw a parallel:
Ever heard of Rasputin? Okay, I'll give it to you straight: he was a hedonist, a hethen, an individual that believed (and preached... read folks... he was a Monk) that to attain salvation, one must commit terrible sin and then seek forgiveness for it. The greater the sin, the higher the forgiveness.
The only reason he still has power...
Is the same reason we still respect the "reverend" Jesse Jackson (who also had a number of extramarital affairs, one resulting in a child). If we stood up more often for what we believed in, then politicians would get the idea that we are not stupid and lazy and therefore they can do anything they want to because we will not challenge them. If we stood up and let these "preachers" know that it is NOT okay to be a blatant hypocrite ... who knows? Maybe there would be better role models for our children? (or in my case, my babies "gonna-be").
I'm just shaking my head in disgust. First at this alleged preacher-man who is absolutely the lowest of the low. And second, at myself and my fellow man, for not objecting to the behavior of other objectionable people. C'mon... STANDARDS, people!
So I went off about this former minister who was gay-bashing while "preaching" earlier this month. If you don't click above and go to the article, please at least read this much, right at the end:
"While Swaggart may attack same-sex marriage, his own heterosexual marriage has
faced major obstacles. In 1988 he resigned from his ministry after a sex scandal
involving a prostitute. A few years later California police stopped his car and
found he was driving with a suspected prostitute." from the above linked site.
Do I need to elaborate? The man is a "John" and we are letting him preach the word of God? The article above tells us that he stepped down from the ministry. Prithee, tell me why in the name of all that is holy and righteous, is the man preaching if he stepped down?
Let's draw a parallel:
Ever heard of Rasputin? Okay, I'll give it to you straight: he was a hedonist, a hethen, an individual that believed (and preached... read folks... he was a Monk) that to attain salvation, one must commit terrible sin and then seek forgiveness for it. The greater the sin, the higher the forgiveness.
The only reason he still has power...
Is the same reason we still respect the "reverend" Jesse Jackson (who also had a number of extramarital affairs, one resulting in a child). If we stood up more often for what we believed in, then politicians would get the idea that we are not stupid and lazy and therefore they can do anything they want to because we will not challenge them. If we stood up and let these "preachers" know that it is NOT okay to be a blatant hypocrite ... who knows? Maybe there would be better role models for our children? (or in my case, my babies "gonna-be").
I'm just shaking my head in disgust. First at this alleged preacher-man who is absolutely the lowest of the low. And second, at myself and my fellow man, for not objecting to the behavior of other objectionable people. C'mon... STANDARDS, people!
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
The Midnight Perl Dance
Have I mentioned that I hate computer programming? Because I hate it. The logic? (Doing my bestest Mr. Spock impression) Illogical.
Human beings were meant to be fluid. Heck, we're like 90% water, aren't we? (Only not Norman water, as we have the nastiest lake-derived, chemically altered H2-Oh-my-goodness! What's that floating in my WATER?! in the entire state).
Rivers of emotions run high and low. Our eyes cry tears made of water. And salt. And isn't salt the spice of life? Or is that love? Who knows. All I'm trying to say, is that when I can write a computer program like wallowing in a deep depression (thanks to Ms. Manson and Garbage for the lyric inspiration) then I'll be happy.
Currently (check out the song by the same title, by Keaton Simons) I am attempting to wow myself and others with my programming prowess. I am not prowly or essy. Not at all. It suck-eth. Keep me in your prayers and dreams.
Human beings were meant to be fluid. Heck, we're like 90% water, aren't we? (Only not Norman water, as we have the nastiest lake-derived, chemically altered H2-Oh-my-goodness! What's that floating in my WATER?! in the entire state).
Rivers of emotions run high and low. Our eyes cry tears made of water. And salt. And isn't salt the spice of life? Or is that love? Who knows. All I'm trying to say, is that when I can write a computer program like wallowing in a deep depression (thanks to Ms. Manson and Garbage for the lyric inspiration) then I'll be happy.
Currently (check out the song by the same title, by Keaton Simons) I am attempting to wow myself and others with my programming prowess. I am not prowly or essy. Not at all. It suck-eth. Keep me in your prayers and dreams.
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