Wednesday, October 19. 2011
In November of 2007 I said shrimp ramen is the best. I was mistaken because oriental ramen is much better.
Sunday, July 6. 2008
I think it comes as no surprise to anyone that knows me that I understand very little about proper social behavior and societal structure in general. It has really never made any sense to me.
I was born 26 years ago because of the weakness toward sexual compulsions of two people. I was brought into this world without so much as asking if I'd like to live a limited existence in an awkward structure of slowly deteriorating meat. I mean, I have maybe 80 years to fill. During that 80 years I am expected to fill the time with a job, a family, friends, and, for the society I live in the most important thing, stuff. I am expected to want things. I am expected to desire connections. I am expected to want over all else to survive. These things make no sense to me. If I am to die so soon, why am I expected to value such meaningless connections to a dying world filled with dying organisms driven by primal urges they attribute to higher thought?
I am under the impression that life has a creator. It seems only logical that intelligent design went into creating such complex yet very messy machines. I mean, the machines we humans build are simple by comparison, but they are nonetheless analogous to the processes used in the complex machinery in organisms of earth. Before we even understood the processes that make us tick to the extent we do today, we were mimicking those processes in our own creations.
If I was created, it seems to me the purpose of that creation wasn't the have a super sweet 16 party or to pimp my ride. Chances are it wasn't to make a lot of money. Maybe I'm here to be social and populate the world with little variants of my genetic structure, but I would think the mastermind behind the project would have pulled the plug before we got to over 6 billion if that were the case. I try to make no assumptions as to the true nature of my being and just go where things flow, but that doesn't ease the curiosity one bit.
It seems as though people resign themselves to the life they are told to have and never ask glaringly obvious questions. I try to be oblivious to my own mortality and fail. I try to deny the fact that social interactions are rooted in tribal structure and the same primitive urges as a lion, a zebra, or a virus. I fail at that too. I guess essentially I'm venting and know other people question these things. I just wish one of them would find the answer I'm missing.
Sunday, June 15. 2008
I'm not feeling too great lately. There has been this series of unfortunate events, but not like that crappy movie.
It started when Shawna and I went to meet a new neighbor that moved into the quad across the street. Shawna was carrying Cleo, her Lassa Apso, in her arms and the new neighbor had wiener dogs. The wiener dogs were biting Shawna's ankles the whole way over, but I sorta dismissed that as they don't call them ankle biters for nothing. Well, we get over there and Shawna is uneasy about letting Cleo down around the other dogs because Cleo is a bitch in every sense of the word. The neighbor insisted that Shawna should let the dogs play with each other. A little time passes and conversation is exchanged. Then someone let Benelli, my dog, out of the house and she came running over to see what was up. I thought nothing of it. She is great with other dogs and plays with other dogs in the neighborhood and frequents the dog park. Well, long story short, one of the wiener dogs bit Benelli on the face and a dog fight started. I pulled Benelli away but not before she managed to put a gash on the neck of the other dog. I went to talk to the neighbor after I got Benelli all safe at home and she wasn't around. Later, Shawna saw the neighbor come home and the neighbor ran inside when she saw Shawna. Shawna also saw her dog happily skipping in the house so I didn't go back over and thought nothing of it. The next day the neighbor was at my house talking about how she was at the vet getting tubes in the dogs neck and how she paid $600. I was in the bathroom so Shawna asked if she would wait for me to get out. She then shouted no and ran off. The next day an animal control guy was at my door saying my dog was reported dangerous and that they would rule on it and it was likely my dog would not be allowed in the city.
This is where event two happened. Ten minutes after the animal control guy left my roommate Alex came in and told me to follow him and wouldn't say what was wrong. I followed him out to the side of the house and there was Dookie, my cat. He was hit by a car. There was blood everywhere on the road and a thick stream of blood coming from his mouth, nose and ears. I was so sad it just came out blank. I couldn't think. I buried him on the side of my house immediately. This cat was like a central feature in my life and the lives of all my animals. He was the only other cat to wrestle with Bing, my other cat. He was also best friends with my dog. My dog would lay with him all day and clean him. When I got my cats it was Benelli that they looked to as mom. They nursed on her and she cleaned them. That bond never broke with Dookie. After his death Bing and Benelli looked everywhere frantically for Dookie. They are more calm now but they are still looking.
Then after all that, I lost my car key. I don't know how. I went to the gym. I came home. I stripped down. I slept. The next day I didn't drive. I was with Shawna in her car. Now I don't have a key to my car. It isn't as bad as the other things, but I certainly hope it is the third that gets me past that trouble coming in threes thing.
Monday, April 7. 2008
I moved in some roommates to help with the bills. 4 of them. There is Anthony who is Shawna's cousin, Alex I've known since highschool, Alex's girlfriend, and Blake. So far it is kinda fun. Alex and Blake are really willing to help around the house. I might exploit that just a bit. Well, I guess a lot. I call Blake Trent for no reason and refer to them as helper monkeys far too much. I should also do some stuff myself instead of asking them to do things and going to take a nap. I guess that is it for now.
Friday, March 21. 2008
I'm going to eat some ramen at Toshi's Ramen in Eugene. It should be super fun. I'm mostly posting to get in the link to the google map so I don't have to add a printer over the network and I can't just go click the link on the system with the printer. You are free to check out the route I'm taking though. We are taking Shawna's cousin with us so I added parks every once in a while.
Toshi's!!!!
Monday, January 7. 2008
I wish I could think of awesomely useless idea to make a lot of money before internet bubble 2.0 pops. It will be soon. last time it started with everyone thinking they could be a dot com. Then insane and worthless business plans came out that mostly involved paying for things with ipo money or money you don't have. That is all happening again. I'm still waiting for paid ad bars and those name your own price for groceries sites to come back. Then we'll have a matter of months til dancing hampsters and the pop.
At least I'll still be able to do it all at zombo.com.
Monday, December 17. 2007
What ever happened to this? It was almost always a comedy. It was usually a really funny one too. It seems like all the comedies coming out now are trying to pull an American Pie in that they don't want to give a future to the character because they want to expand the franchise. Haven't they seen what the American Pie franchise has become? It was old and stale long ago, but they just keep pumping out crappy movies. I'd much rather have one good movie that tells you what is in the future of the characters than a whole crap-load of movies that do nothing but draw out the most sellable features of the characters until they are meaningless.
Thursday, December 13. 2007
What would actually make a good reality show with kids?
Continue reading "Just a thought..."
Saturday, December 1. 2007
I've got to say that I had high hopes for a show that promised to leave a bunch of kids to survive on their own in a ghost town. I had envisioned a Lord of the Flies sort of feel.
Continue reading "What is wrong with Kid Nation?"
Friday, November 30. 2007
...is my mom's birthday. She is supposed to come into town.   I'm not sure what we will do. I'm broke. Mom's broke. My sister is broke. Maybe we can watch a movie.
Sunday, November 18. 2007
No not the cartoon. The fish cakes. I want a recipe for naruto, but I haven't been able to find one with all the results that come from the search term naruto. I just get the show. I add recipe and it gives me ramen recipes. I add fish and i get fish recipes.
Edit: I also tried narutomaki. Still nothing. That just gave me some guys profiles on some sites.
Thursday, November 8. 2007
I've been thinking about it and I like shimp ramen the most. Pork is a close second.
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