IN SO MANY WORDS...

Productivity--schmoductivity!

2007-03-26T15:15:00.000-07:00

Here is a sample of the kind of conversations my fellow blogger, HMS, and I tended to have with one another when we worked together. It was a scary thing.

HMS:I don't think there's a soul in the world who can compare with our level of productivity...really not one!

MFM:You are so right. We should be the CEO's of, not the freakin' Tax File Retension Agents...or whatever the heck we are called. I think they call us 'suckers' behind our backs.

HMS:'sucker' ummm, do you think they even SEE us?

MFM:uh...no, no they don't. They probably wonder where the Coke went, though. Wow, we are all working so hard right now. I feel like I just ran a marathon. We should write a book. It shall be entitled Slacking For Dummies-Get Payed To Check Your Email.

And yet another quote

2007-01-04T14:51:00.000-08:00

"Did you just call me cheese? No wait. That's fromage."

-Mary Frances

Really, don't you have anything better to do?

2007-01-03T12:47:00.000-08:00

Wow, this one leaves me speechless. All I can think when I look at it is, "That poor flamingo."

Quote of the Day

2007-01-02T15:13:00.000-08:00

"To be and not to seem"

-unknown

2006-09-18T22:07:00.000-07:00

From CO I have returned, be it only slightly scathed. My luggage was 'delayed' (as they so eloquently put it) both going there and returning. More ironic/amusing than anything but I don't recall feeling that way at the time. I had a great time and have come to the conclusion that the Rocky Mountains will require more of my time in the future, though when and how long are yet to be decided.

Now that I'm back I'm focusing once again on leaving, now for Georgia and then I'll be continent hopping to ASIA! India here I come, but I don't want to talk about it just yet. I leave in about 36 hours, but like I said I'd rather not talk about it. I think this picture best describes how I'm feeling right now. I think I can saftely say that this will indeed be my last post for the next 3 months, but then I think the 4 of you out there will find other ways to talk to me! :)

These are my parting words for whomever come upon them, trials are something we'll always have in come regardless of the continent:

"Blessed is the man who perserveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him."
James 1:12

2006-09-08T12:31:00.000-07:00

I don't have anything particular to say to you all, well all 7 of you anyway. I've sorta been losing interest in this whole blog thing, but now that Mary is back hopefully she'll be able to pick up the slack. I guess I've just been running out of things to say. Wow! I can see the disappointment on all of your faces.

Tomorrow is my last day at The Gap, so today is the day that I take rediculous advantage of that awesome discount. There's this cashmire sweater that's been calling to me and I think today will be the day that I answer. We shall see...

Well that's it for now and maybe always, I was just feeling badly for leaving you all hanging. I'll be sure to post some pictures in about a week. I'm visiting some of the most spectuacular kids I've ever known so I'll want to share!

Until than remember this, it's what I've been thinking about lately:

"Happiness is not about getting the things that I want."
-I don't know who said that, but what does that matter

P.S. About that picture...yeah, I just started laughing when I saw it. Hope you did too.

Desires of The Heart

2006-08-10T20:37:00.000-07:00

The desires of mankind's heart rarely stray from one of three things: Money, Beauty, or Love. More often than not any particular desire involves all three. These are our vices. This being true means that it's challenging to surprise people with what you want, at least completely. Well today I was surprised.

I was at work going about my normal routine semi-observing the spastic behavior of a small girl and her small friend. They ran around giggling a lot until finally the first stopped, as though completely possessed by a new thought. She paused and proclaimed,

"I wish I smelled like strawberry shortcake!!!"

She resumed her giddiness and that was all. Nothing else seemed important enough for her to stop to say so I suppose this was of some significance to her. There are very few desires I have that I take the time inform others of and when I do I mean it. This seemed to be small girl #1 M.O. as well. I could be wrong though...

Negative 5 Stars

2006-08-08T20:27:00.000-07:00

I have spent the last two days watching FAR too many movies! Which wouldn't bother me so much if I hadn't during this time also come to the disappointing realization that it's quite a challenge to find a really good movie. I went to the video store looking for an old favorite. Knowing that my typical rental facility didn't have it I ventured to another I was not familiar with (*strike 1). I looked around for a while determined to find it myself, but low and behold they too didn't have it (*strike 2). So I picked up a couple others, however when I went to pay I was told that it was "rent 2 get 2 free". I couldn't very well say no so I hurried around the store on what felt like a chore they'd sent me to do and randomly selected two others I that I vaguely recalled someone saying something fairly positive about sometime (*strike 3). I should have know I was out. It's a little sad to think about those wasted hours, but I'm over it. I would however like to know of some sure fire winners so as not to be disappointed next time. Oh and please no light romantic comedies, after the one I saw last night, which by the way not even Colin Firth could save, I have quite a distaste for the general storyline. I've come to the realization that I just honestly don't care if they end up together....sad but true. Carry on!

EARTHQUAKE!!!!!!!

2006-08-03T13:28:00.000-07:00

So, good ol' sunny California is considered earthquack country and sure relatively I suppose it is, but they seem awefully rare to me. That is however until LAST NIGHT!!!! I was at work bemoaning the next hour I had to spend folding T-shirts when it hit. It was pretty cool. Nothing catastrophic (a 4.4 specifically) things shook and lights swayed all in all an exciting way to spend a few seconds. It did have a way of passing the time. I spent the rest of my shift thinking about how I surely would have died if it'd been "The Big One". The Gap really should seriously consider retrofitting.

Honey, I'm HOOME!!!!

2006-08-01T10:41:00.000-07:00

It has been too long. Life has taken it's toll, and things are happening. My co-author and I will be leaving the country within a matter of weeks, and our faithful WOODS must fill the void while we gambol across the world. "But, where are these highly sophisticated world travelers going? What could induce them to tear themselves away from all they know and love?" Well, let me tell you. HMS is going to the colorful India. While I am going to explore deepest, darkest Peru. Our motivation for going is this, to take us away from what we KNOW and learn new things about who we ARE. It is a lifelong pursuit, but one that we are convinced is worthwhile.

2006-07-20T09:07:00.000-07:00

Background: There's a cemetary across the street from my house (not as creepy as it sounds)
Story: The other day I saw a UPS truck driving with purpose into it.
Discussion: If he'd wanted to turn around he would have done so in our street so what WAS he doing? There isn't any place in the cemetary to make deliveries; no building, no office, no nothing. It just all seems suspicious, or perhaps just strange. *shrug...who knows, that's my curious sighting to share. You guys got any?

A Lovely Day with Some Lovely Ladies in the Park!

2006-07-13T16:26:00.000-07:00

Now, THAT'S attractive...

2006-06-27T09:40:00.000-07:00

Myself and Holly, eating like a couple of ladies. We were at a baseball game, so that's my excuse.

Vengance is MINE!!!

2006-06-26T19:47:00.000-07:00

So you wanna hear a story? There once was a girl who was shamlessly drenched by a "friend", in an upscale restaurant, by infantile means (click here for the full story). Well today that same girl saw her chance to redeem herself, and boy did she EVER!!

Let me set the scene. On the way home from an airport run both girls, placed on opposite sides of a decidedly emaciated nine year old, weren't doing anything in particular. Chatting, laughing, ecetera that is until that illfated "friend" felt the need to quench her thirst. She casually opened a bottle of water, brought it to her lips and that's when all went asunder. You see at the same moment the unforgiving girl on the other side of that helpless nine year old, without a second thought, reached over and squeezed that bottle of water. To be honest the reaction made the moment as upon squeezing the bottle the "friend" retaliated mercilessly. She choked for perhaps a fraction of a second, then turned and spit the water all over the other...for a second time.

So I guess all didn't go as planned, my shirt once again was hopelessly soaked and remained so for the rest of the ride home. At least this time she got a taste of her own medicine, she had to change too. Oh, well the effort was there and just you wait "friend" you'll get yours!! I'd start carrying around a change of clothes if I were you. Hmmm, maybe I should too, just to be on the safe side.

A Gaggle of Weirdos

2006-06-25T16:28:00.000-07:00

The last post needed some editing so, we'll try this one more time. Pictures are in excess after a recent visit from a well-loved friend so I'll post some here to let you all in on some of the good times we had. And to your question, Yes. We all are just as weird as we seem!

Friends & Something Awful

2006-06-20T19:02:00.000-07:00

Mary and me at some unholy hour of the morning not watching a movie

Pic par Miriam Anne: This is Ben and Phil obviously not watching the road!
Mary and Miriam being...weird I guess...
Jeff, Charis and Kristin

While most of you are just getting accustomed to the blissfilled nothingness that is summer vacation, I have once again been thrust into the absolute drudgery of the educational system known by no other name than SUMMER SCHOOL!!! DUN DUN DUN!!!

This is my feeble attempt to not be in school for the rest of my life, but all I can do now is cross my fingers and hope that'll be the case. At this point (2 days into it) it's not so bad, but that may not be the case 4 weeks from now.

In other news I have left the Gap, to focus on school for the summer, just a little sad to say good bye to all the friends I made there, but it's for the best.

Anyway the above are some pictures, yeah you heard me PICTURES! Of some of the most awesome people I know, my FRIENDS!! If you think you should be in this catagory, but you don't see yourself above it's only because I don't have your picture, :( and we'll work on remedying that shortly! You guys are totally KICK*** well, you know.

**Those are as many pictures as it'll let me post so I'll put up more when I have some of all of you

Graduation Theme

2006-06-12T17:52:00.000-07:00

So it seems that many of the people I know are graduating, either college or high school. This makes total sense as half way through June millions graduate every year, but somehow this year it took me by suprise, the idea of so many people that I knew starting new lives seemed amazing, but somehow really forgein, like it was some sort of new concept.

Related to this is a song or I guess it is more like a poem that goes to music, because the guy just talks. It was made famous by Baz Laurman ( he did the music for Moulin Rouge) and he performed it at a graduation. I really wanted it played at my own, but like so many things in life, let it slip by without doing anything.

So I will share it with you all because it is pretty awesome, funny and wise, incredibly practical and silly as all get out:

Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy.

~Click to Continue~

Holly, this ones for you!

2006-06-12T11:48:00.000-07:00

Need I say more?

As of Late...

2006-06-09T11:19:00.000-07:00

So I've been having a lot of fun lately, nothing in particular, but perhaps a new outlook. No definitive plans only a couple plaguing desires and overall my life's awesome. Like I said it really has nothing to do with anything, but I will post here a few of the things that I have done recently:

Saw: X-men 3 which I really liked. I have a request of all of you who've seen it. I don't know if I can describe this well but the mutant who claps his/her hands and sends some sort of shock wave or whatever when magneto gets to Alcatraz...anyway there has been some disagreement as to the probable gender of said character and I would like to know what all you guys think.

Saw: The Break Up and it was...good enough, it got kinda long.

Read: A Prayer for Owen Meany; the ending was disappointing

Read: The DaVinci Code, definitely a page turner nothing too impressive and I don't understand what got everyone all hyped up. I really want to see the movie still, but no one will go with me and I don't really have any desire to sit through seens of self mutilation alone.

Read: Farenheit 451, it makes sense that it's a classic. If I had to memorize a book it would be something by Emerson and the dictionary.

Worked: At the voting polls which was a "learning experience"

Did: Something fairly unscrupulous, which we will only allude to here. I'll just leave it at that.

Other than that it's been same old, same old. My last day at work is tomorrow which is good accept I thought it was going to be a week later so I have no idea what I'm going to do all next week.

Lastly This morning I was awakened by three small children jumping and squirming in my bed. We had some pretty deep discussions. After the oldest said that her favorite movie was Lord of the Rings the youngest, a red headed 4 year old pronounced that hers was as well and that she had every intention of marrying Gollum. Reasoning: she wanted the "pretty ring". It gets to us all at some point I guess.

Heil Holly!!

2006-05-30T22:33:00.000-07:00

This title is of no consequence, at least to this post so please disregard if it isn't immediately amusing, that just means you weren't there.

Right then. There is a candy store near where I work and I walked past it today. Nothing unusual, for sure, but something caught me off gaurd. As I strolled past I couldn't help but take note of the peculiar musical choice that blarred from this house of sweet confections. Yes, none other than "Highway to Hell" by our good friends that are ACDC. The scene was made complete by a very small boy devouring a candied apple nearly the size of his face. I wouldn't doubt that the intense cadance of the song was driving this little man's appearent craving for sugar coated fruit; the apple really never stood a chance. An oddity nevertheless.

For those among you not familiar with the song here are the lyrics to give you an idea of this kid's potential future. Possibly very bleak, definitely very funny:

Living easy, living free
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
Ain't nothing I would rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there too

I'm on the highway to hell

No stop signs, speed limit
Nobody's gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it
Nobody's gonna mess me round
Hey Satan, payin' my dues
Playing in a rocking band
Hey Momma, look at me
I'm on my way to the promised land

I'm on the highway to hell
(Don't stop me)

And I'm going down, all the way down

I'm on the highway to hell

Since when did the promised land become Hell? I think I missed that chapter in Exodus.....?

LOOKING OUT

2006-05-23T23:35:00.000-07:00

I always look both ways before crossing one way streets. ALWAYS. It's strange but I can't seem to shake the habit. I suppose it could have something to do with me usually thinking things will not go as planned, but in whatever case each time I do look left then right then left again. Few things surprise me.

That said, today was a day of unexpected happenings. Be they good, bad, or, ugly each was just as surprising as the next. From possessed teachers to seeing classmates in Starbucks, having to work late again to running into a guy I graduated with who had nothing but nice things to say, it was all so....startling, yeah that's a good word for it.

I think it's safe to assume that this heightened sense of surrealism was greatly increased by the tremendous fever I've had for the past 2 days, but just the same. I'm getting sicker as the days progress and I've been feeling sort of delirious (sp?) so pardon this rambling.

Oh, a question...: hmmm..? If you could ask one person in the world one question who would it be and what would be your question? I want good answers! And don't worry about being terribly meaningful, heck you would ask one of us right here....!

Shuting up now...

I've Lost that Lovin' Feelin'....

2006-05-20T09:13:00.000-07:00

So we're back by popular demand and becuase appearently someone here has issues with a one egg laying mammal...

It certainly has been a while, but rest assured I've often thought about sitting down and posting, well at least a couple times. I'm not feeling too inspired, so a recap of some recent happenings is all I can offer.

Last night I watched The Exorcism of Emily Rose. ALONE!!! WHAT KIND OF FRIENDS ARE YOU THAT WOULD EVER ALLOW ME TO DO THAT??? That was a crazy scary movie and I ran around turning all the lights on in my house when it ended. It was pretty good, well done to say the least, but for those of you who've seen it, that scene when the friend wakes up in her bed and she's not there....well the shot after that of her. I just keep replaying it in my head; SO SCARY! AHH, I can't talk about it anymore!!

Moving on, actually there isn't really much to move on too. I bought a new book and started reading it (that's typically the sequence of events) but I shouldn't have because I hadn't finished the other book I was reading. Oh well I always do that.

Hmm, I suppose I will leave you all with a question. If you could do anything what would do? It can't defy the laws of nature, it has to be something you theretically could do.
My Answer: Learn every language of the world

Oh and that title, c'est pour toi, Ma Belle! Tu es ma "lovin' feelin'"!

Oxymoron to the nth Degree

2006-05-05T21:37:00.000-07:00

And the best blog title goes to...( discounting our own of course):

Militant Platypus

Need I say more?

www.militantplatypus.com

Faith as a Straw Full of Water

2006-05-03T10:26:00.000-07:00

Being of the doubting variety myself, I expect things to not work out as they seem they are going to. Last night, however, I doubted and, last night, I was reprimanded for it.

Last night I went out to dinner with a "friend". A "friend" whom I've come to expect only innocent things from. This "friend" posed a question and I quickly declined to answer. Though prodded, and pleaded with, I adamantly refused so other measures had to be resorted to.

After one last feeble "come on", violence ensued. The ultimatum was, "answer the question or I'm going to spit water all over you!" This was followed by a picking up of the straw, filling it with water, and aiming.

Having heard no such threat for perhaps the last 9 years of my life, and never having seen it carried out I chucked and said again, "no".

She smiled and insured me of my fate once more if I remained stubborn. My ironic last words were, "NO! And there isn't even water in that." Last night, I doubted; last night, I was drenched.

Sitting in this not-so-low-scale restaurant with now a not-so-dry-shirt I did all I could do, laugh. Apparently she really wanted to know.

Moral of the Story: If faith as a mustard seed hasn't resulted in me after this occurrence, faith as a straw full of water certainly has!

Quote Of The millennia!

2006-04-30T19:36:00.000-07:00

Me: Who's that?

HMS: The Devil...no, that's me.

Me: ...the Devil's friend?

HMS: No...that's you.

Welcome, Bower!

10/4

REVISED TITLE: it could have been so much better

2006-04-25T19:04:00.000-07:00

One thing further in music news. Another recent purchase of mine was the relatively new Franz Ferdinand album. This was no impulsive selection like the former I've told you about. Rather I've been thinking about getting it for months...and months. I finally caved in a desperate attempt to satisfy my deeply rooted longing to expend some of my limited income, in other words I wanted to buy something I didn't need with money I don't have so I did.

I was quickly reprimanded for said action when the CD, to my surprise SUCKED. Track #7, aptly named "Eleanor Put Your Boots Back On" seeing as that line is mindlessly repeated countless times, begins with such promise. However any potential is quickly extinguished with the oversized bucket of water that is an awful voice combined with even more terrible lyrics.

Quel Dommage!!

It wasn't for me, but perhaps some of you will like it. Do let me know! As far as it concerns me, which isn't very far at all, I'm just glad I bought it used.

Citizen Cope

2006-04-24T21:59:00.000-07:00

Before I commence the typical rant I have news!

FOUND: Cool New Band. Well I don't know if it's new or not, but nevertheless it is new to me.

NAME: Citzen Cope

A guy at work recommended it and since we seem to have similar tastes when it comes to music I thought I'd give 'um a go. I was impulsive and just bought the CD; no regrets thus far. I listen to it through twice and would now put it somewhere at the top of my list. I was hesitant during the first song expecting his voice to get a bit tiresome. He can be a bit whiny but it doesn't bother me and I think the sound and his voice offset each other well.

RETAIL: c. $15

HMS' FAV TRACK: #4 (Son's Gonna Rise)

Hmm, I actually don't have much to say. I had a fabulous day, but I'll just leave it at that. I will tell you all this though, for the past couple weeks I've been throwing around the idea of ending all this blogging business. I certainly love doing it, but I think the whole system lends itself to people being either incredibly retarded or incredibly rude. I don't know the verdic will be in soon. Until then enjoy!

SUPER HOLLY!!!

2006-04-22T22:12:00.000-07:00

Beginning around the age of 5 I had a few "minor" misconceptions about some of the big name superheros. You see my cousins would sit me down in front of these cartoons each morning and then make me imitate the action sequences for hours on end but never give me any background on these characters. Though I have since been set straight I've always had a difficult time getting these ideas out of my head; here they are.

I believed:

Cat Woman was Bat Man's wife
Wonder Woman and Superman were wed as well...
and Robin was their son
Captain America was the father to all superheros ever (yes they were all siblings and yet married each other...I suppose I wasn't quite the thinker way back when)
And lastly, simply because I can't think of all the ridiculous notions I had, I was positive superheros could never die. I think this last one is what ultimatly kept me from really enjoying the comic scene, there was no suspense factor.

Anyway this post wasn't intended to be a recounting of Holly's "good ol'days", rather I have always wanted to see myself in "superhero form" and so I thought I'd share that with all of you. Ever since those days of blissful confusion I've dreamed of seeing myself portrayed as a.... SUPER HOLLY!!! What would my name be? What would my costume look like? What powers would I have? Who would be my arch nemisis? And what would be my one weakness? Honest to goodness since my days of plastic gun play and high speed chase sequences in fisher price cars I've wondered all these things. It's exciting to think about! The coolest thing in the world would be to have a huge drawing of my super human alter-ego hanging in my room. I may just be a touch narcissistic, but come on that would be wicked!

Ya know I think I open up to you guys a bit too much. In the future I may keep these goings on of my brain to myself. Well, for know enjoy the opportunity to mock without mercy, wait one more thing, I would have to figure out an awesome one liner too, like my slogan. Heck Underdog had one.

"At last, we can retire and give up this life of crime"

2006-04-22T13:22:00.000-07:00

Last night I watched a terrible, yet strangely engaging movie. Serenity is a story about a young psychic who escapes from the government. Being a psychic, she was made privy to secrets that the general public were not meant to know. That being the case, an assasin is after her. Luckily for her, she was rescued by a crew of hard core space cowboys. They have the pistols, the holsters, and the lingo. Here is one of my favorite quotes from the movie. It is spoken by our hero of the film right after he and his crew storm a bank, guns blazing, with the intention of robbing it.

"You all wanna be looking very intently at your own belly buttons. I see a head start to rise, violence is going to ensue. Probably guessed we mean to be thieving here but what we're after is not yours. So, let's have no undue fussing."

Priceless.

10/4

/ Daisies \

2006-04-20T14:33:00.000-07:00

I hesitate to post this for fear that many of you will get the wrong idea of what a one "HMS" is really all about but my commenters seem level-headed enough; well, save for that crack fiend co-author of mine but then she knows this already. Here goes nothing...

I'm not terribly selective when it comes to music but I will shout from hilltops that I nearly disdain almost all that is mainstream, simply by virtue of the fact that the populous that selects these tunes is highly moronic. That being stated I will admit that I have a very soft spot for select few of these songs. I will title them "Those That Will Live on in Infamy at Every High School Prom Until the End of Time". Example: "Starry Eyed Surprise". Who among you knew that this is by Paul Oakenfold whoever the heck that is on the Bunkka album. I wouldn't know any of that if I hadn't just downloaded the song, yes I just paid a dollar for the privilage of listening to it over and over and over until my head explodes and I transform into a twittering teeny-bopper incapable of saying anything more than "so he said..." and "like". Such is my fate. Yes this song will join a few numbers by Sugar Ray, perhaps a Shania Twain song, and couple others circa 1998. At least now I can bang my head against the wall for being such a dork, in cadance with:

Thug life
Shifty rolls the dice
Snake eyed surprise
Izing, mesmerizin
The mic, the sick ones
‘Cause what we are are victims of fun
C’mon, c’mon, the fun has just begun
C’mon, the fun has just begun
Ha ha

Yes therein lies my secret, Holly Marye is living quite the "Thug Life" funny how that happens

Quote of the Day... Make that Century!

2006-04-19T14:27:00.000-07:00

"Va-Va-Va-VOOOM! That's how hot people shiver."
-Mary Frances Miller

He Loves Acid! (*see pic)

2006-04-15T02:04:00.000-07:00

I've seen 2 great movies lately, "Thank you for Smoking" and "Brick". They were fabulous, though I did leave the latter for a bit to regain my composure, but I just chalk that up to good film making. They're totally different and certainly not for everyone, check 'um out before you make plans.

Anyway...IT'S SPRING BREAK!!! Happiness. An interesting thing happened at work the other day. I was near the back of the store putting stuff away when this little kid came up to me. He was about eye-level with my hip and as he looked around behind me chimed in with "what's that?" I looked at him looked at the reverse side of my front and than thought to myself, "If you're looking at what I think you're looking at...heaven help you." Before I could say anything he asked again and preceeded to run around me in circles as I kept turning to see where he was going. As we did our clumsy dance he finally latched on to the walkie-talkie that was hooked to my back pocket. He pulled it off, threw it to the ground and snatched the razor edged box cutter I'd been holding. "What's this?" he asks again. He didn't wait for an explanation. He threw it down as well nearly severing my toe and moved on to a piece of cardboard, a ball of lint, and a stack of shirts. Then just as quickly as he'd begun he ran off to rejoin his family. I never did explain what anything was but he certainly had a way of making me more confused about all of it!

RETRACTION

2006-04-11T22:43:00.000-07:00

In So Many Words would like to make a public apology to a one Micah Connelly. I was sure the comment was from you, I suppose I just don't know you very well. And to the commentor himself who will be known only as Korea Boy within these virtual pages in the future please keep your vulgar "booty" comments to yourself!! And just to solidify to you Korea Boy what I said to you earlier this evening I find the entire situation wholly dispicable in every way!!!!!

that is all

Quite The Colossal Swine!

2006-04-07T15:11:00.000-07:00

Talk about your humiliating experiences. Holly and I were out jogging our usual route. I was feeling a little bit...shall we say, tired. I was heave-ho-ing like a fog-horn, my face was flaming red, and I was sweating like a, well, a pig. We had just reached the top of one of the steepest hills in our run, and I felt very happy to be done with it. I started looking around at the beautiful country scenery trying to get my mind off of the burning sensation in my thighs, when my eyes fell upon a sign that read,"Pot Bellied Pigs Crossing!" I started laughing and said to Holly,"They knew we were coming. Wasn't that nice of them to put out a sign?" Now, every time we run past that sign it hardens my resolve to not remain a pot bellied pig forever.

10/4

2 Dumb, 2 Watch!

2006-04-04T15:41:00.000-07:00

Ladies and gentlemen, I have an important announcement. Due to the rapidly declining mental capacity of the nation, the brilliant minds of Hollywood have decided to stoop to the level of the masses and issue a third installment to The Fast And The Furious saga. I know we were all wondering what was going to happen next. Well, you can stop holding your breath because they are at last giving the public what the public wants. In case you haven't seen the trailer for it, here is a synopsis.

The trailer opens with closeups of scantily clad Asian female booties. This is your first clue to the level of intelligence and creative thought that was put into the film. Suddenly, the flag goes down, and cars begin to race. They are drifting. Which is a Japanese style of racing. I think one of the actors in the movie said it best,"The cars are light. The tires are slick. When you drift, if you ain't out of control, you ain't in control." Quite a profound, and abstract concept. You are then introduced to a man that, I am assuming, comes from Texas. Somehow, he made his way to Japan, because he was trying to fit in. He falls for the bad guys girl and, after getting beat up by the Asian Mafia, is told to stay away from her. Of course, they have all of the necessary elements such as cars exploding, guns, drinking, and clubbing. The trailer concludes with a car exploding and this wise saying, "Life's simple, you make choices, you don't look back."

With that statement fresh in our minds, please choose wisely, and boycott this movie. I think we can live without seeing it.

10/4

1,1,1,1,1,1.....

2006-04-01T00:00:00.000-08:00

I've discussed this here before and if you know me even a little you can attest to the fact that I think a WHOLE HECK OF A LOT. It's not like I'm some inert ameba, I just like to roll things around in my head before I form opinions of any kind and I've also found that it's nearly impossible for me to talk about anything if I haven't had adequate time to formulate a response, I tend to stutter, but that's beside the point. On to the story at hand.

I began a speech class mid-semester, it's an intensive but I've had some practice in the area. Anyway this week we gave our first speeches, The Narrative. No biggy, 3-5 minutes is a piece of cake after hour long french presentations on philosophy, but justifiably so many were very nervous so the teacher had us do this thing to relieve stress.

The task was to close your eyes, sit very still, and count to 10. The trick was that you could only think of the counting of the numbers and each time your thoughts strayed from that you had to start over at 1. It doesn't sound that hard, but try it. The first time I made it to five before I realized I was also rehersing my entire speech in the cadence of my counting. So I began again at 1 and for the next 10 minutes decided to be honest with myself and consequently never made it past 1.

I couldn't focus at all, perhaps it was just the fact that I had to and thus couldn't, but just because I think it's funny I blame it on my obcessive thinking nature.

Whatev's I'm cool with it!

P.S. I was actually more stressed at the end of the exercise wondering if I was the only one who couldn't do it.... I'm still wondering

Do You Feel Loved? Yeah, me either...

2006-03-29T23:55:00.000-08:00

For those of you who don't know about the five love languages this may be of interest. It's simply an evaluation of how you show love and thus how you feel loved. I think it's really important to know these sorts of things about the people your close to or even just those you have to interact with on a regular basis. I decided to actually take the test, thinking I may be surprised at the results, but as it turns out I wasn't at all. Apparently I know myself pretty well; let me know what your results are!

The Five Love Languages

My primary love language is probably
Physical Touch
with a secondary love language being
Quality Time.

Complete set of results

Physical Touch:		11
Quality Time:		8
Words of Affirmation:		6
Acts of Service:		3
Receiving Gifts:		2

Information

Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.

Take the quiz

Umbrellas & The Future of Mankind

2006-03-29T20:04:00.000-08:00

Holly has things to do. Holly must procrastinate. Holly writes. (*sigh) such is my fate. So sorry that updating has been slow. I've always avoided letting this become the typical diary blog where I tell you everything that happened in my day, I assure all of you it isn't nearly interesting enough to warrent the consumtion of any plane in the void that is the internet, though perhaps more worthy than much of what is out there, CONFORM I WILL NOT! Anyway not much has caught my eye so day to day occurances are all I have for you.

Moving right along. I tend to be realistic in my expectation of the world and consequently all the people in it. I wouldn't say I'm cynical, most would but I wouldn't, however I don't like to get my hopes up about anything because I prefer to live a life of no expectations and consistantly be surprised than bounce around blissfully naive with only frequent jolts back to reality that feel something like a 4x4 to the face when expectaitons fail to come to fruition. That being stated me and my "realistic" perspective received one of those plesent surprises on Monday afternoon circa 2:45pm while I was leaving class on the way to my car. It had started to rain pretty hard and since it had been clear when I left my house I wasn't prepared. So in my light sweater, anything but waterproof shoes, and my umbrella saftely on the passenger seat of my car I sighed and gave myself up to the fact that I would be hopelessly soaked very soon. Or would I? As I began on my way I heard a voice behind me, "Would you like to share my umbrella?" I turned around to see a very kind young man smiling pleasently entirely willing to asist me in keeping dry. His name turned out to be Ryan and we enjoyed a quaint conversation until we parted ways and I excused myself saying it was nice to meet him and his umbrella. Ryan. Yes he has definitely had a way of making me more optomistic about the fate of mankind's character. I don't see how I could but I feel a deep need to bake him cookies, just to show my appreciation for his simple gesture.

Hmmm, maybe I'll just bake cookies and give them to some random person who looks hungry and then it'll be like returning the favor. Yes, perhaps that's what I'll do...

Vendetta's Voracity Vanquishes Villains

2006-03-19T12:22:00.000-08:00

Friday night: Holly sees a fantastic movie! Really it's one of the best I've seen in a good long time. Title? you ask. The movie was V for Vendetta which I've come to find not a whole lot of people know about. It's based on a comic, which much to the angst of a certain friend I have yet to read all the way through. I have read Orwell's 1984, however, perhaps my favorite book, and the stories are very similar. Think corupt totalitarian leadership meets which truth weilding super human. I wouldn't see it though if you'll find it difficult to get past improbable outcomes or the symbolism that truth overcomes all adversity. Once again I LOVED it, but then I also hold fast to my dorkdom and appreciate anything that prompts the intellectual discussion of absolute truth.... yeah, I actually do...

I give in 6 out of five stars. It was fabulous. The more I think about it the more I like it. Enjoy, but if you don't I DID warn you!

PEACE or perhaps ANARCHY, given our topic....

P.S. I think a very appropriate quote for this post was given to us but our nation's very own Thomas Jefferson, "The boisterous sea of liberty is never without a wave."

Happy March :)

2006-03-03T00:41:00.000-08:00

This is going to be a quick post because I REALLY need to stop procrastinating. I really liked this picture, it was for class and I know none of you know the kid so with that in mind just consider the composition, if you will.

On an unrelated note, I finally downloaded one of my favorite songs, not entirely sure why it took me so long to do it. For those of you who haven't heard "Come on Eilleen" by Dexy's Midnight Runners, you're missing out. It's a classic, so shame on you if you haven't. I was thinking and if they had just stopped producing music after the 80's I don't think I would've been that heart broken. That stated I can't imagine a world without Arcade Fire, Gorillaz, or.... kelly clarkson (THERE I admitted it!! I'm a closet Kelly Clarkson fan, whatever.)

Proactive Happiness

2006-03-02T18:36:00.000-08:00

At the risk of sounding like a self help column, I would like to offer some thoughts about the state of happiness. I think that today, especially in the U.S., we are suffering under some major misconceptions about how to be happy. How many times have you heard the phrase "what makes you happy" or "that makes me happy"? When you use the word "make", it implies that something outside of you is doing something to make you happy. And therein lies the problem. Today we don't take any resposiblity for our own happiness, we rely on the outside world to provide in for us. At that, my friends, that is just stupid. Because lets face it folks, the world is much to busy to slow down and make us individually happy because we are to lazy to do it for ourselves. I think that being happy it the way that we all want to be takes alot of work, I think that we need to be proactive about being happy- that really lot of the time it is a state of mind that we can create for ourselves. Granted there are things outside of us that make us happy, and there are things that make us sad--no one can ever honestly claim to be totally uneffected, either negatively or positively, by the outside world. That would require inhuman state of zen that i'm not sure that any of us would even want to reach. The point that I am trying make is not that we should be uneffected by the world around, but that we should take our happiness into our own hands more often, and be prepared for the amount of work that it takes to remain in that state.

WHOA...

2006-02-25T00:48:00.000-08:00

So I'm not typically the sort of person to do the whole online quiz thing, I really don't want to know anything more about my personality, but anyway I was bored. What else can I say? That said, it should be noted that Feel Good Inc. is my song. REALLY and TRUELY! "Dare" is my favorite but there's just somethig about this one, whatever the reason I was, as could be expected, flabbergasted when the results came in. I just sat there wide-eyed saying "whoa" a lot.

Your 2005 Song Is Feel Good Inc by Gorillaz

"Love forever love is free.
Let's turn forever you and me."

In 2005, you were loving life and feeling no pain
What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?

In other news, I am no longer anti-energy drinks. It really didn't take much to sway me. I had to work an 8 hr shipment shift that lasted till about 1 am and the manager offered to by us drinks. I said I couldn't stand Redbull, but I promised to try this other one he recommended. Lets just say there was a noteworthy change in my energy level...a very noteworthy change. I ended up having another, which was actually about 4 servings, and on an empty stomach as well....mmmm, Good Times! I got stuff done that night! the most amusing part of the whole experience was reading the warning, "not for children or pregnant women." Harming the unborn...? What we won't do for a pick me up!

I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONES!

2006-02-22T13:57:00.000-08:00

I have the odd feeling that this humble little blog is going to be more in the public eye. I have been doing a bit of publicity (now, Holly, don't faint yet). In a subtle yet ingenious way I have been leaving comments on newly discovered blogs of people that I don't know but will soon be acquainted with. Are you confused yet? Good. My work here is done.

10/4

Food Offerings...?

2006-02-18T22:40:00.001-08:00

Being forced to wake up at an unfortunate hour this morning some friends and myself made a necessary stop a Starbucks. Being as entirely incoherent as we were we opted for the drive through verses braving the arduous 6 ft journey from the car to the counter. We sat there in the line vainly reviewing the menu options (seeing as no one ever actually has a question in their mind as to what they want at Starbucks). Anyway here I am scanning lazily and then my eyes catch something. I blink, think, and then speak. Yes it does indeed say, quite boldly, above the list of pasteries and other over preserved breakfast options "Food Offerings"......? Food offerings?? My, my I was under the impression that when phrased this way
"offerings" was nearly synonomous with sacrafices; like to God. Hmm, maybe Cain's offering would have been more acceptable if he'd brought something from the Starbucks menu. Just a thought...

Luge vs. Lyrics

2006-02-16T11:01:00.000-08:00

So apparently the olympics are losing viewers to the all consuming American Idol, which I find entirely hilarious! Come now people just imagine how these olympians would feel knowing that their lifetime of dedication, determination, and ...... (I need another 'd' word)... DILIGENCE! (that works)are being disregarded in the name of skantily clad "singer/songwriters/aspiring models" and metrosexuals. I really can't say much about it seeing as I've never caught a single episode of American Idol and all I know about the current winter games are a few of the crazy injuries; this is pretty much just another example of how the human race never ceases to baffle me. Perhaps if American Idol could be likened unto the singing olmypics I would be able to wrap my head around this one however "ethnically diverse" though their panel of judges may be I hardly think that Simon Cowell, Randy Jackson, and Paula Abdul in any manner represent any country, provence, or the like. People, people, people.... I suppose it could always be worse

Hold on a sec, shhh.... did you hear that? It's the human condition. He says he's here to stay.

2006-02-08T16:31:00.000-08:00

Enter Florence on the Holly and Mary Frances Scene. I will hence forth use this blog as a means of passing on the meager insights into life and the universe which deign to show themselves to me. Mind you, do not expect anything spectacular, frequent, or rational, for if you do you will be most severely disapointed.

Picturesque

2006-02-06T23:04:00.000-08:00

Again this was for photojournalism. It was the last shot on the roll and I had already climed the tree to get my final shot for the actual project which was supposed to be of people. I was terrified that I was going to fall out so I just laid their for a while and thought I'd get a picture while I pondered how to get down.... I did get down but not before the "grounds keeper"came around in his silver jetta and told us to get out of the tree. We did and thankfully no plots had to be added to this mournful scene.

PEACE.... or perhaps rest in peace (I'm unsure...)

Temporary Insanity!!!!!!!

2006-02-06T10:19:00.000-08:00

My sister and I wrote this while we were trying to stay awake during church. Bear with me.

A long time ago there was a trio of barbers. They loved to cut hair, but, what they loved even more was cow-tipping. They would sneak out every night (telling their wives they were bowling) and wait for the cows to fall asleep. Then they would strike. Their motto was,"Strike Hard! Strike Fast! TIP THEM COWS!" Those bovines didn't stand a chance. Until that fateful night when Ted tried to tip the head honcho of cows, the great bambino of bovines himself. That day was when their cow-tipping ceased. Those three barbers were heart broken. They almost didn't make it.sWhat saved them was a little girl named Butch. She saw that Ted had lost the battle with the beast, so the grabbed her dad's ax and did the bravest thing you've ever heard of. She cut Ted's hair. Now, you need to understand that Ted's hair was as long as Pinocchio's nose on a bad day. The other two barbers were jealous, and bald. His hair is what caused him to lose the battle against the Beast. He got tangled in his tresses and tripped. He knew he could never hope to beat the Beast without first cutting his hair, but he couldn't do it. Ever since that mullet in second grade, he had had long hair. It was a part of him, like a third arm. So you can imagine what happened when Butch cut it clean off. First he ran like a banshee then jumped like a monkey then passed out cold. He was never the same after that night. Butch felt awful. She had no idea he was so attached to his mile long mullet. She immediately signed him up for therapy. In his therapy sessions he revealed that his dream was to tip the Beast, That would make him the greatest cow tipper this world has ever known. His therapist was able to help him work through his pain and cause him to realize that he could still fulfill his dream. Even without his hair. He felt empowered. He wanted to give cow-tipping another chance.

Ending #1.) But after seeing what Ted was capable of when he went berserk, the other guys were kinda scared to join him in the sport again. So they went their separate ways, breaking up the trio. But, about 20 years later, they read in the paper that some crazy guy named Ted had tipped over a tank of a cow and was the happiest man the police had ever seen as they took him to prison to await the death penalty.

Ending #2.) So we decided to give cow-tipping another chance. Late that night we all snuck up on the Beast. We looked at each other, whispered,"1-2-3," and heave hoed. He woke up, bellowed, and went down. We yelled, cheered, and shouted our motto,"Strike Hard! Strike Fast! TIP THEM COWS!" But, something we didn't anticipate happened. Ole Beastie had a heart attack and died. So, rather then let a hunk of beef go to waste we had a barbecue to celebrate. The ribs were off the hook, and Ted had finally gotten his life back, thanks to Butch's therapist.

THE END

Reversal of the Powers that Be

2006-02-04T23:33:00.000-08:00

So I was getting some laundry done this evening and going through the typical hasel of matching socks when something entirely abnormal happened. I found three of the same sock. This was no ordinary white sock it was strikingly patterned with some crazy duck design. I sat there for a moment and evaluated the situation. Perhaps this was some bizarre occurence, a gift from the one that eats all the others, an act of apology....? THE DRYER MONSTER IS GIVING BACK!!! Who knows, it will be forced to go down in history as a curious event that disproved every law of nature. Socks are nothing to be reckoned with.....who knew?

(Enter--Newbie)

2006-02-01T22:09:00.000-08:00

So here she is our new contributor! Florence who I was hoping would pen herself Flo but that really isn't for me to decide. She will fit well and stand out. I'm excited to hear whatever she has to say (I wait with bated breath missy) and I'm hoping she will grace us more than every once and a while. (Lets all thank Google for the pic, I certainly chuckled!)

Anyway as for my day. First of all I woke up late and that was no good because I had work to finish but no matter I plowed ahead ready for my day. I made it to school in good time and amazingly found a place to park. Upon exiting I realized the unbrella I had brought along was broken, but seeing as I prize being dry over vanity I sucked it up and grabbed my bookbag. the next thing I realized was that it is very easy to go an entire day without thinking about your feet, however it is a daunting task to go a mere second without thinking about them when they are hopelessly wet (as mine were). In short I wore the wrong shoes. At this point it was getting steadily more difficult to ignore all these little things, as I wrestled the mangled umbrella out of my hair, tried to ignore my sopping feet, all the while keeping tissues handy for my relentless sneezing (I now also have a cold). I did however make it to class, all tissues accounted for, and I tryed to compose myself for 2 solid hours of French verb conjugation. I was ready. I realized very quickly that this wasn't going to be any easy task. My professer entered, bonjoured me and asked if I was sick. I fumbled out a nearly inaudible Oui along with some other poorly constructed sentance then decided today would be a good day to not speak. The rest of the class went about the same way as I attempted conversation with french speaking mumblers using words that could have been turkish for all I new. Class eventually did end and I met up with a friend to get some work done. After about another 2 hours I gave up and left early. The rest of my day was pretty much the same though I did switch shoes. I'm looking forward to sunny days and the ability to breath through my nose again, until then I'll learn to appreciate the immense variety of tissue box designs that are out there.

Love and Sniffles (they're all I have to offer)

Introduction of New Character

2006-02-01T21:01:00.000-08:00

Enter Florence on the Mary Frances and HMS scene. Hopeful, evey once and a while I will be able to add to your blog the small nuggets of insight which deign to come my way. Mind you this is not a usual occurance, and most of my posts will most likely be in the genre of rant, befuddlement, or hilarity.

updates

2006-01-31T18:52:00.000-08:00

I took this picture for my photojournalism class. It certainly isn't what I wanted it to be but the assignment was to take a candid picture of a stranger and that's what I did. We were advised to not photograph at night but I used a whole roll Sunday night and and not one of them turned out well at all. This guy was getting ready to set up a rugby pitch at a university one of my good friends goes to he was cool enough to let me take his picture; I actually sorta like it when it on a smaller scale.
Anyway to assuage anyone's fears I wasn't thinking of ending the blog I just have stopped allowing it to be advertised on the whole blogspot whatever it is because there was just some questionable stuff and I had to keep deleteing spam. I may reconsider the choice.
In other news Mary Frances was demoted as a result of unauthorized editing! Also readers may soon be graced by yet another newbie to the bloging world. I'll won't say anymore I want you to be surprised, but rest assured this person would be a welcome contributor to the site. I
have homework to get done so until later

PEACE

Johnny Depp. He changed my life!

2006-01-31T10:56:00.000-08:00

I was in Disneyland with my sister and friend doing a bit of shopping on Main Street. We had a flight to catch in two hours and hadn't made a single purchase. Our friend was determined to buy us both a shirt before we left. Nothing was jumping out at me, and we had been wandering around in the same store for at least a half an hour, when suddenly, I saw it. There on that hanger was the most beautiful shirt I had ever seen. Why was it so beautiful? I will tell you. It Had Johnny Depp On The Front! It was a picture of him as Jack Sparrow. I had to have it. I slipped it on over my clothes to make sure I was getting the right size when this older woman and her friend who had been watching me look at the shirts said," Johnny Depp is so good looking." " Yes, he is." I replied. "I want to have his love children!!!!" Wait, did that old lady really just yell that in public?!? She did. I couldn't believe it. I was so shocked that the only thing I could think to do was start laughing uncontrollably and say," Wouldn't we all." Needless to say, I got the shirt. I wear it proudly and with fond memories. Maybe I should start a celebrity t-shirt collection. What do you think?

10-4

I MUST PROTEST!!!!!!

2006-01-30T14:22:00.000-08:00

I think that Holly should put our blog back in view of the public eye. Here are my reasons for thinking this.

1.) She complains about never getting any comments (or used to) but doesn't take into consideration that people can't leave a comment if they don't know this blog exists.

2.) Spam is not a good reason for hiding a blog. You can always delete it and, honestly, how much do you expect to get?

3.) I like the idea of having absolute strangers read what we are thinking about, laughing at, and struggling with.

I am not so sure that I have made a very good case that would hold up in court but at least I tried.

10-4

Quote of the Day

2006-01-26T23:53:00.000-08:00

"It's like everyone in Petaluma decided to fart at the same time..."

-Mary

I've tried and failed to read this and not laugh, maybe you had to be there, but I was and it was funny stuff......Oh Mary!

Wonderment & Fantasies

2006-01-19T23:39:00.000-08:00

I've come to the conclusion that I simply adore the movie "You've Got Mail", I really do. Perhaps I'm just in a particularly romantic mood, but I just watched it and now my heart is swooning (can a heart swoon...?). It is the combination of good actors who aren't flawless models and ingenious wit. I will succomb to many a romantic comedy but they are nearly all laughable with their predictable plots and well worn punch lines. In this one you don't laugh out loud you smile and that's the way it ought to be. It isn't the best movie or anything but that's not the point, rather I like it because it appeals that very girly side of me that is besought with wonderment and fantasies; I could watch it again and again.
Ah, I love it. Also note that the kiss at the end is perfect in every way and one of the best onscreen kisses I've ever seen! Just to note.
Though love may not be knocking down my door I suppose that is perfectly alright for now.
I hope all of you are enjoying an equally blissful evening.

Tridecaphobia

2006-01-13T17:12:00.000-08:00

I forgot to wish everyone a very happy and sufficiently lucky Friday the thirteenth. I was doing some research on how this came to be a day of such overwhelming superstition and I really didn't find out anything. Something about Eve taking the apple on a Friday and the Flood and the tower of babel all being Friday events but then that doesn't make much sense considering all those events took place before the creation of the calendar as it is now. A bit strange. Anyway so far so good for me. No pianos have jumped out of windows and on to my head and all in all I think I've avoided catastrophe. Here's hoping you have as well.

10 Hour Shift

2006-01-13T11:10:00.000-08:00

So I haven't been as regular with my postings, but that's becuase I have been oh so terribly busy. Last night I worked (at the Gap) until 2:00am!!! I know what you're asking yourself, "what does one do at 2am at the Gap?" and my answer is, "far too much". I was only supposed to stay until 12:30 at the very latest but as I said I didn't and I'm still questioning whether they can do that or not. Whatever I did get paid overtime so no worries. Today is a day off and I just finished writing an article and now I'm off to enjoy my day. Mary is away in Disneyland and that's cool, her sister Sarah went in my place and I'm glad that I can just chill around town.

School starts on Monday, and that should be interesting. I bought my books the other day and it cost me far too much money. After getting this job and be involved in a lot more I get a lot more money, but somehow there's also a lot more to spend it on. Quite ponderous...

I decided I like growing up. I will be the first to admit that it's far less fun then carefree childhood but there's a certain joy that comes with not getting any sleep because you have to work late and have a deadline in the morning, I like responsiblitiy I guess, at least thus far it's been cool. I think it's all about learning that there's far more to life than having fun.

Rambles Rants and Requiems

2006-01-08T22:06:00.000-08:00

So I haven't posted in a while, probably to any potential readers benefit but I'm here now and you've chosen to read so all I'm gonna say is SUCKS FOR YOU! No No I am a terribly interesting individual, REALLY, take for instance the fact that I rear ended a parked car today. Come now if that doesn't scream "I'm a terrbly interesting person" I don't know what does. Actually all that screams is "I'm terribly retarded" but whatever it is my blog so for this post I deem them synonyms (spelling?). Today was a good day I learned that I can't stand when actors take on that I'm-pensive-and-mysterious face and leave their mouths half open; it seriously is strange. Also Ben-Hur is far too long. 11 Academy Awards sure sure but you don't need an hour of panoramic shots of the humongous (spelling?), over priced set you built. Hmmm, perhaps I'm just a cynic. Oh one last thing to note, Ethan Hawke, very elf like though he may be is not an all too terrible writer, I will say that he needs to work on his endings but maybe he too is a cynic....? Anyway kudos to the guy who traded in high-heels for low tops for picking a winner, I'm off to try and emerse myself in V for Vendetta wish me luck this is very outside of Holly's box; well actually I think comic books, pardon me "graphic novels" are pretty cool I just haven't read any before soooo here goes nothin'.

OUT

P.S. so sorry for my spastic ramblings, actually not too sorry you are the one who sought me out after all. I'm sure you'll think twice before your next visit

"Oh bother"

2006-01-04T00:11:00.000-08:00

Things that bother me...Even if you didn't want to know:

Myspace and all the like. It really bothers me when people use stuff like that to let everyone know what body type they have or when people list every music group they've ever heard of in their list of favorite artists (that part really bugs me)
Mac computers. I'd say all their products but no one can dis the iPod
When people don't clean up after themselves. Esp. in movie theaters; you know they even ask you to before the movie starts...come on people.
Metro's; call me old fashioned but boys in pink are never a good thing
feminists

I'd continue if I didn't mind being called pretentious, but that seems to be happening a lot lately so I'll leave it at this. Mind you I said "things that BOTHER me" not "things that send me into an unholy rage" it's possible there's a difference. I just wonder if any of you are in agreement or if am I insanely high strung. It's very likely that both are true to some extent...

P.S. The title of this post is a quote and I have a gift for the first person who can tell me who it is that said/says it.

No pasta for Holly...

2006-01-03T16:43:00.000-08:00

I have been dupped by microwavable food. There was this pasta concoction in our refridgerator and it looked reasonably good so I grabbed it. There was chicken in one thing and pasta in another but the instructions only addressed the chicken. I read the entire thing, all the directions but heck if anything was made clearer. It said the pasta should be made hot but there was no clue as to at what point during the cooking process this should take place or for how long, or what power. I finally just gave up and ate some leftovers, but I was surprised, to say the least, that precooked food could do this to me. I'm a bit disappointed in myself actually. There's a lot to be said, I've decided, to making things from scratch. At least then you don't quite feel like such a moron if it doesn't come together. C'est la vie, ou peut-etre, C'est ma vie!

choice vs. emotion

2006-01-01T13:37:00.000-08:00

Question:

Is true love a choice or an emotion? Everyone says that you can't base realtionships (not limited to romantic ones) off of love alone, but I've been doing some thinking and I have my doubts as to the validity of that statement. I believe the greatest things mankind has to offer such as love, forgiveness, compassion, etc. are all choices; and in the particular cases when emotions come into play none of these gifts are in their purest forms. I also believe contentment is a choice; it wouldn't make sense to me if the greatest things in life were purely emotional becuase I for one have never been able to will myself to "feel" anything. Hmmm...perhaps that's just me though.

Comments welcome........as always.

Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of a good movie

2006-01-01T01:54:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year all!! 2006! where did the time go? I won't bore you with the intricate details of my past 365 days but I will say that I don't think that I would recognize the person that I was one year ago, and though there aren't really any huge things that happened I know I encountered more than a few life altering experiences. As I begin this next year all I can say is.... well the last 2 hours haven't been so bad! I will be honest, I am cautious of this year I'm worried that there may be a lot ahead of me and I am even more concerned that there isn't a lot ahead of me; I will do my best to not think too much about it and just cross those bridges as they come. Soon enough it will be 2007, I wonder exactly where I'll be one year from now....? I believe I asked myself this question last year and I'm pretty sure I'm sitting in the same chair; such is life!

Anyway, how did I bid adieu to 2005, well after waiting with bated breath for a rugged knight in shinning armor to save me from a certain watery demise, and then being just a tad bit disappointed when Mary showed up instead, I caught a movie. King Kong to be exact and all I know is that I had a blast with the people I was with. Two of my other friends and myself decided to see KK instead while the rest saw Narnia. Again it was super fun but my enjoyment had absolutley nothing to do with the movie. For one Jack Black should never play serious roles and the whole thing would have been better if they just hadn't talked, but then that might have been asking too much. I also didn't like that they called King Kong "the beast" for about the first two and a half hours of the film. They did get around to finally calling him a big gorilla but I just sorta felt like they (the filmmakers) were hoping I wouldn't notice (psst FYI I did). Then we all went back to Mary's house and played psychiatrist. I toasted in the New Year, roughly eight minutes late, with a wine glass full of Dr. Pepper! As I reflect I think it all went off fabulously. The Lord has been good to me despite of my utter undeservedness.

As an update the rain stopped mid-day and the flooding is gone, but appearently there's a great deal to expect from tomorrow. I hope that there is a great deal to expect from this entire year!!

P.S. I'm actually not a prince charming/ knight in shinning armor type of girl, but I will admit to being a sucker for uniforms. Mary was in her I'm-here-to-save-you/rescuegirlesque get up so as far as I'm concerned you have my heart Mary!

"It's Beauty That Killed The Beast!"

2005-12-31T18:42:00.000-08:00

This morning, I awoke with great anticipation for the day ahead. I looked out my window and my heart sank. The street outside my house was flooded. Now, you have to understand one thing, the street outside my house is the busiest one in the town I live in. It had rained all night and there was no way for traffic to get out of town. In our case we could barely get out of our driveway. We went on an exploratory expedition to see how bad the damage really was(by 'we' I mean my whole family, brother-in-law, and a few guests that couldn't get home because of the rain the night before). We piled thirteen people into the back of the truck and then went one-hundred yards before we came to a dead end. The roads were completely drowned in water, not to mention lots of houses and cars. It was so surreal to see homes that I drive by almost every day half submerged in water. We went back home where I proceeded to call Holly to make sure that everything was okay. She was home by herself and stranded. I suddenly went into rescue/panic mode. I had to get her to my house safely and soon. I started getting really snippy at the rest of the family who were chilling in the kitchen, getting food, and playing games. I had to calm down. Finally, I decided to heat myself up some winter Pimm's hoping that that would help me to relax. After doing so, I went into my sister's room and turned on a movie. An hour later my sister came in and said that the flood waters had gone down and the we were going to go get Holly and then go to the cinema and see Narnia. I got very happy very quickly. When we got to the cinema Holly, our friend Kristin, and I decided to see King Kong instead. It was a very good choice and we all thoroughly enjoyed it. I told Holly that I would let her tell you about the movie and I am a woman of my word...usually.

Thus concludes the tale of my day and how it went. I hope you found it to be exciting as I thought it was. Have a happy new year filled with amazing adventures and life changing experiences.

10-4

Rain Rain Go Away!

2005-12-31T11:08:00.000-08:00

Well the unthinkable is happening in our town, FLOODING! DUN DUN DUN!!! Actually, it isn't completely unthinkable just incredibly inconvenient. It took me an hour to get home last night, or this morning rather, from a friend's which is only one mile away. Weather in our area is mild to say the least, and wardrobe changes from season to season consist of trading in flip-flops for converse. It's snowed once in the past 18 years and it's crazy weird if it get above 100 degrees. Yes we are spoiled, and completely unaccustomed to nature "disasters"....? Anyway, it wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't stranded at home with nothing to do. My parents went to Oregon to visit family and work was cancelled because the parking lot is flooded. I have to start cleaning for a New Years eve party all of this just sort of makes life more interesting! Well heres hoping that all of you are staying dry or, if you're not, at least enjoying every moment of being hopelessly soaked.

For your reading pleasure and overal enlightenment here are some facts about rain:

+There are three general types of rain: orographic, frontal and convective.

+Rainfall intensity can be ‘light’, ‘moderate’, or ‘heavy’. Heavy rain falls at a rate greater than four millimetres per hour.

+Roughly speaking, one inch of rain falling over an area of one acre, has a weight of one ton.

"It's coming up"

2005-12-28T21:39:00.000-08:00

I really love music, yes I know what you're thinking "who doesn't" but I do think I have a particular affection for it. It's complicated I'll leave it at that. Anyway I've been trying to no avail to figure out what the heck they're repeating over and over in that Gorillaz song "Dare" which is fabulous by the way. Well I gave in and just looked them up, and yes I admit to playing the song and reading the lyrics to satisfy my need to finally sing along without making up words. I'll shut up before you think too little of me, here are the lyrics so that you all can be spared of a fate similar to my own. YES I'M A TOTAL DORK! and what's even dorkier is that I love that about myself!

Banana's have more fun!!!

2005-12-28T10:31:00.000-08:00

I saw Holly's "random" post and thought I would continue the theme. Now, a variation on a theme.

Three Yummy Food Combinations:

1.) Baby Belle cheese washed down with Dr. Pepper
2.) French fries(chips) dipped in milk shakes
3.) Over easy egg over rice

I know you all found that intensely interesting. I knew you would. On a completely different note, my brother-in-law is coming to visit us today. He will be staying with us for a month. His mum and dad are going to come for a week as well. He is from England, Haywards Heath to be exact. We have a million pranks planned. We want to keep him thinking on his feet. Poor chap, he won't know what hit him. We all love him, but "what doesn't kill us makes us stronger". I will have to remind him of this fact if he starts getting angry. Our anonymous commentator is flying in today as well. We are going to pick him up from the airport.

10-4

Loving Life! REALLY!!!!

2005-12-27T11:12:00.000-08:00

2 Random things:

Ethan Hawke totally looks like an elf
and lastly I'd like to give a shout out to our rogue commenter Micah who chose a splendid song for his xanga site (that's my favorite one and I think it's stupid that all their others were way more popular; whatever, works for me)

The big bad monster named adulthood

2005-12-26T23:20:00.000-08:00

Christmas is over, I can't say that I'm sad to see it go. I had a great one but it's nice to get back to normal and begin the arduous uphill battle that it balancing my checking account; I have no idea how much money I have left, or rather how little money. Currently I'm just assuming I don't have any. OH MY GOODNESS I just remembered that I forgot to clock out at work. Oh well I can't do anything now. This unfortunate ralization does bring me to the fact that I recently got a job, at The Gap. Yes I know utterly cliche and teenagegirlesque but what can I say they were willing and I need the money terribly. It's not so bad, it keeps me busy which is a plus and a minus. Right off the bat it's taken time away from fun things I've wanted to do but I of course knew that going into it so I have nothing to complain about. The Christmas tree farm was good experiencewise but this is definitely my first "real job" and I can tell the difference. I think I should just kiss my social life goodbye! Wow that's so sad. I'm not thoroughly enjoying this transition into adulthood, I'll tell you how I feel after I get paid, hopefully that will change things. I need some encouragement people! I'm dreading leaving behind my youth and endless freedom. What am I really gaining through all of this. (If you say anything like maturity or wisdom I'll kick you!)

Great day in the morning!

2005-12-25T01:11:00.000-08:00

Well, dear readers, if you are out there (I know we have at least one, in addition to Holly and myself (I know this because he leaves comments! Imagine that)), today is the day that we celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. Oh, happy day! I will now make a list of embarrasing and awkward moments that occur with my family every year around this time.

1.) Waking up before everyone else and having to wait until they are downstairs to open all your loot.

2.) Having everyone rip open their gifts at the same time and then skillfully sneaking away to your room afterwards to whorde the booty.

3.) Greeting relatives that you see, at most, twice a year.

4.) Being the only member of your family stuck in a room with said relatives and having nothing to say to them. Bring on the awkward silence.

5.) Trying to seem grateful and excited about a gift that is either unbearably grotesque or just plain weird. I hate getting gifts from people that don't know me.

I hope you have found this list helpful and that it will enable you to avoid similar situations or figure out a way to get out of them once stuck. Remember, this day is not about you. It is about sombody else's birthday. He just lets us give gifts to each other to spice things up and teach us a lesson. Can you guess what that lesson is? I have a few ideas. Have a very merry Christmas. Feliz Navidad. Mele Kalikimaka. And all that jaz.

10-4

Heels And Dolls...

2005-12-16T10:46:00.000-08:00

It was a dark night. Holly and I had just parked the car in the parking garage. We were making our way down the stairs, with the purpose of seeing a movie, when it hit me how adorable I looked at that moment. I was wearing a brand new coat, a cute black shirt, jeans, and three inch heels. Holly and I were having a very serious discussion and I was about to reach my climax and pour my heart out when my heel got caught on one of the metal stairs. I began falling at a rapid pace that almost broke the sound barrier. My shin hit the stairs and a scraping sound occured(I later found out that it was the sound of jean on metal). What happened next still makes me hurt to this day. Holly saw that I was falling and her initial reaction was to catch me. Good reflexes, bad aim. Her way of catching me was taking her fist and punching me in the mouth. The pain in my shin paled compared to the pain in my mouth. So, with one swift action, Holly had both saved my life and given me my first punch in the face. Thank you, Holly, I am forever grateful. I escaped that fateful night with a cut and bruised shin, a swolen lip, and a shrunken ego. I carry those scars to this day.

The moral of this story is: keep your friends close by you. Even if it hurts, they are probably saving your life.

10-4

1 COMMENT...

2005-12-16T10:41:00.000-08:00

Yep, that is the best we can do. 1 measly comment. And you know what's even more pathetic? I WROTE IT!!!! Man, I feel really lame. Oh, well I don't do this site for you people, I do it for...uummmm...Holly(???). OK, I do do this site for you. You caught me. My rant is done.

10-4

Black is not a color

2005-12-14T10:33:00.001-08:00

I just finished my math final!!!!! Tomorrow at this time I will be the happiest person ever. I have a history final at 7am (ick) and then I'm going to submit all of my english papers and then I'm DONE, at least for a month. Right when I finished my final I went to sell back some of my text books and I must say it was a horrific experience. I paid $135 for my math text and $52 for a philosophy book I never used and get this for the former I received $25! and the latter $12. I almost cried. C'est la vie, my spirits weren't too terribly dashed, though as I was leaving I tripped on this rug and preceded to run into not one, but TWO doors. The only thing that ever really bothers me about incedences like these is that I'm usually alone when they happen it's just weird if I laugh at myself. Sometimes, well actually all the time I wonder about myself. How is it that I can think so much about everything except the door....I mean doors, in front of me. I'm going to move on I feel stupid just writing all this down.

Some weird things have popped into my head of late concerning odd things that I love, not just like. Here's the list:

The way people look when it's super cold outside and they smile. There's something about a person's face in the cold it really does everyone justice
Going for walks really early in the morning
Having meaningful discussions with little kids
falling asleep when you're not alone and you know whoever else is around will be awake while you aren't
surprises
long drives late at night
campfires
when people say they were just thinking of you
writing letters
When people look you directly in the eye before and after they hug you
irises (the flowers)

I could add a few, but this is the jist of it. I think you could sum a few of these up by just saying that I love when people are incredibly sincere, I can tell the difference and it means a lot. I love joking around and being sarcastic just as much as the next person however I value sincerity above all else. What do you value?

Response: I Love Me Because...

2005-12-12T22:00:00.000-08:00

Seven things, huh. This is going to be rather difficult. It is really easy for me to compliment other people but when it comes to myself there is a huge mental block. I wonder why? If you know, please enlighten me.

First I had to decide that I really and truly did love myself. I realized that I did, in a healthy sort of way. Once that was settled, I had to come up with seven things that Holly would accept as legitimate answers. Here goes nothing:

1.) I love my smile, even though I don't have the whitest teeth, my eyes smile when my mouth does.

2.) I love the way I can raise my right eyebrow. It really confuses some people. I have my mother to thank for that one. It is very effectively used when I am nannying.

3.) I love being on the short side. One of my older brothers is always picking me up and teasing me. I enjoy getting that kind of attention from him.

4.) I love being able to meet new people with a minimum of embarrasment. I have been told I am good at putting people at their ease.

5.) I love being able to take control of situations without making other people feel like I am taking over. It is not that I am diplomatic, just quick.

6.) I love my ability to feel what others are feeling. I am always available to comfort my younger siblings when they are feeling down and need someone to hug them, cry with them, or tell them that everything will be okay.

7.) I love being the middle child. I am the oddball of my family and have earned that title by doing crazy but harmless things that my whole family laughs about.

Well, there it is. That was relatively painless. I hope that helps give you a little better idea of who I am. My life has been shaped by the people around me that have invested their time in me. Now, go impact a life. Make good choices.

10-4

Doodler Extrodinaire

2005-12-12T21:21:00.000-08:00

I Love Me Because....

2005-12-12T17:31:00.000-08:00

Alright, I've know Mary for 8 years now and it's come to my atention that she is in desperate need of some more self-confidence. She is insecure by no means however I think she needs to change her perspective a little. So I'm making her do this: Mary you must (in a post not a comment) say your five favorite things about yourself, actually make that seven I like that number better. And to the rest of you, I'm still waiting on your comments so if you chose to leave one for this post or her response it must also answer this question. Your answers can be in regards to your personality or physical attributes. This is going to be fun!

My First Post

2005-12-12T09:04:00.000-08:00

I have just gotten back from my biology final. It went surprisingly well, considering I studied all of an hour this whole week. I am a terrible procrastinator. Not as bad as Holly, but still bad. I am at a loss of things to say so I will tell you about my co-author.

Holly Marye: a look into her psyche, the pros and cons

Pros/Cons
She is very cautious and makes well informed decisions.

She has a tendency to over analyze every situation, no matter how trivial.

She has excellent taste in shoes and an affinity for high heels.

She can be very clumsy when she wears heels
and does things like falling down the marble
stairs at a Paris opera house.

Has an amazing way with words. She can find the perfect one for the exact moment she needs it. Is very well informed.

She Can come across as a little bossy and harsh.

She is not afraid to speak up and say exactly what she thinks, feels, and believes

Can be a bit outspoken and say things like,
"What artistic genius?"(No, I am not bitter.)

Puts her whole heart into every relationship that she has.

Drama, drama, drama.

Is the best and truest friend a person could ask for.

I can't think of any cons for this one. I don't deserve
such a great friend.

There you have it. Holly, or my take on her. If you know her, it will make sense. If you don't, you should get to know her, and then it will make sense. She is awesome and anyone who has ever met her would agree.

10-4

"O CHRISTMAS TREE"

2005-12-11T21:55:00.000-08:00

Well, today was my last day working at Little Hills Christmas tree farm; I'm holding back the tears. Have you ever had one of those jobs that just made you smile. I mean I was getting paid to hangout with 2 of my best friends and like a zillion other people to joke around with and harass. I'll miss the inside jokes, terrible inuendos, and above all Sandy's pepermint bark! I suppose you could say that job encapsulated youth; not childhood. We had to be knowledgeable and responsible, but we didn't take eachother too seriously. Alright now I want to commemorate all of my co-workers (sorry if this bores my other readers you really did just have to be there):

Carol: for always telling us how bad she was at the register when we had to redo entire transactions
Jan: for keeping us company when we had to sit at the door
Sandy: for the cookies of course, but also for reminding us (by us I mean Mary) to stop being so loud. (just kidding MFM I "ove" you)
James Marshall: for drawing me that christmas tree picture and for you're oh so very hot apple cider
James Finnegan: for proving that your middle name actually does exist and just being a sport about everything in general. I still haven't thought of the craziest thing I've done.
Jon: for agreeing that tootsie rolls are gross and that smarties are where it's at! Oh, and for your fabulous middle name
Jamie: for always being the mature one to volunteer to work at the door
Mary: for being my accomplice in antagonizing Alexis
Alexis( I saved you for last): for putting up with me in my "funk" and being a wonderful and dependable friend in general. I wouldn't have wanted to work with anyone else!

To all of these people and the many others I didn't get to know quite as well I salute you. Enjoy your own holiday season though for me at least it seems like I will enjoy two this year one of which has just ended. I will take the memories of the carolina saphire, montery pines, and noble firs to the grave or at least until next year when I can replace them with new ones.

And to the rest of you who neither know nor care about any of the stuff I've just written about, I hope and pray that all of you will get to enjoy a work experience like this one; I certainly couldn't have asked for anything better.

Dad?

2005-12-09T11:29:00.000-08:00

Let me preface this post with saying that I think my dad is the greatest guy in the universe, no exageration. I love and respect him to no end. Alright that being said, I also think my dad is just plain weird. Honestly....weird! He's an outdoorsy kind a guy, and he works out just about every night; it's a little obcessive but whatever to each his own right, but that's just the begining. Three things that have recently been found on my dad's nightstand are: The Basic Rules of Firearem Safety; The Survivor Personality: Why Some People are Stronger, Smarter and More Skillful at Handling Life's Difficulties...and How You Can be Too; and lastly (my personal favorite) Survive: How to Prevail in Hostile Environments. I think he has a complex.....I know he has a complex. Dad, never fear, I'm sure any aggressor that comes your way, animal vegitable or mineral, will meet a fatefull end. I should note that the books actually appeared in reverse order of how I listed them. Now I'm just theorizing here but I think he realized after all the self help mumbo jumbo that his pistol was really the only safe bet. I concur.

Oh, a word about the picture, it came up on a google image search of "survival". It looked a little out of place next to the army guys and big guns....? All I know is there's a kid out there in desperate need of some therapy!

Another post

2005-12-08T01:36:00.000-08:00

I just wanted to mention a few things that have made me happy lately. First and fore most I went to Banana Rebulic and bought clothes. Well actually I returned clothes that someone else bought me and picked out other things. No I'm not incredibly shallow, the clothes didn't fit well so I would have had to return them even if I had wanted those things. Actually my mom bought me the clothes, I think she was trying to cheer me up, but whatever the reason I'm not entirely sure what possessed her to buy ME a style of pants with "curvy" in the title. Lets just say that I'm severely lacking in the hip department at least as far as any clothing designer is concerened and I'm perfectly happy about that, but these things looked like parachute pants on me, think throw back to MC Hammer and just the 80's in general. Funny really. The next think that made me smile was something I did during my procrastination hours this afternoon. I was channel surfing and yes I admit I turned to MTV and even worse I remained there and more terrible yet it was a reality show! Actually it was true life: I'm a professional gamer; and far more interesting than you might imagine. I've never been into the whole gaming thing but I'm long past the point of thinking it completely illegitimate. I have no talent for it whatsoever and perhaps I don't condone the lifestyle, but I'll admit it isn't easy. Anyhow these people are nuts! Training for 11 hours a day for weeks on end, traveling around the world for tournaments, and THEN they get paid a whole heck of a lot of money too! It baffles me, truly! You would think that with all the new games that come out all the time these professionals couldn't last very long, but they do, that sort of confuses me; don't people get sick of the same games? Whatever I'm going to leave it alone. More power to all the people who do things a little bit differently, I know I sure do!

AM Blues...

2005-12-08T01:26:00.000-08:00

It's 1:25 am and I am still awake. I have class at 7:30am in Santa Rosa, I love sleep way too much for this. I've had all day, well like the past month really, to write this philosphy essay and I just finished. It wasn't even very hard though I'm not certain it's what he wants, I just didn't do it. I sat at my computer opened and named a Word file and then after minimizing the window explored the web for nothing in particular. I skimmed countless xanga sites and wrote e-mails relentlessly. Oh! what I've been doing lately to aid me in procratination is taking showers. No the showers themselves are not the new events (I'm a very clean person just so we're clear) but even if I've already showered that day I just do it to kill time. It's kinda nice and honestly I do feel more energized to write, create and solve afterwards. I'm a horrific procrastinator most times though every once in a while I just get everything done and I have this tremendous amount of carefree (keyword) free time. Though allow me to add that my work is never quite as good if I haven't been preasured to do it; if anyone has any psycological insights as to why this may be the case please enlighten me. I think I might write another post before turning in. hmmm.....

Weirdness

2005-12-07T18:28:00.000-08:00

It will never cease to amaze me just how strange the human race is....really! Not a day goes by that I don't, at some point find myself staring at someone in utter disbelief. I can only imagine how many similar stares I receive each day especially now that I've purposed not to care who the heck sees me passionately "singing" along to cliche, mainstream music in my car. I decieded that I wasn't going to allow random people to encroach on my opportunity to brighten my day, and that's that! Anyway back to the point PEOPLE ARE WEIRD. All of us! Take for instance the iPod, or any personal music device. Red Flag: You walk around listening to voices that no one else can hear, Fire Alarm : you're resisting powerful urges to breakout into song and dance, and you are all but cut off from everything that is going on around you... alright just notify the men in the white coats! I can't be the only one who hasn't thought of this. What happened to casual conversation? I for one am totally freaked out by it now. I was doing some reading during my break and this girl I was sitting near asked me what class I was taking. (long pause) I prevented myself from looking as bewildered as a I felt, gathered my composure and mustered up my very articulate answer of, "Math 27...........you?" I shouldn't have felt it odd that she was talking to me but I've been conditioned to feel so, I BLAME THE GOVERNMENT! No not really, George Orwell's fantasties haven't been realized yet, but I do think social interactions have changed drastically. This is a bit of a stretch, but how is it that we live is a society that give casual sex the go ahead but casual conversation the bewildered glare? It's all just very perplexing to me. I don't go around making conversation with everybody, but is there something wrong with acknowledgeing the presense of a member of your species, good grief I've gotten death glares for smiling on my way to class; I suppose I should submit my formal apology here: So sorry if my being cordial has encroached upon anyone's gloom; oh so terribly sorry!

Changes

2005-08-08T16:28:00.000-07:00

So I renamed the blog, this one seems more adequate. I'll get around to posting more when I finally have nothing better to do....enjoy!

The Omniscient Red Light

2005-07-17T15:06:00.000-07:00

Most would agree that we live in a technological age. Everyone is searching for the next big, or should I say small, thing to improve the already microscopic gadgets we crave. However how much do we really know, not to mention understand, about the myriad of devices that surround us; I'll be the first to admit that I know next to nothing about many of even the simplest gizmos, yet I think even I could have provided a better explanation than one woman. As I was exiting an airport bathroom I overheard a conversation between a little girl (six at the most) and her mother. Her question was simple, "how does the toilet know when to flush?" The mother paused and gave a response that I consider far worse than the I-told-you-so's that escape the chagrined mouths of many a parent; her reponse was, "The red light knows dear, the red light just knows." Come now! Do the words motion sensor or electrical power ring a bell? Is it that she just didn't give her child enough credit for being able to comprehend these not so complex ideas or, could it be, that she doesn't understand them herself? Both are equally as unacceptable in a society that looks nowhere but up, either our educational system needs some work or else our parenting methods do...hmm how about both.

2005-07-15T10:56:00.000-07:00

Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

Freakin' Awesome

2005-07-15T07:13:00.000-07:00

I just finished reading Freakonomics and am pleased to say that it surprised me. It had an interesting premise, "a rogue economist explores the hidden side of everything," but I figured it would present meaningless questions with even less meaningful answers. So, why did I buy it? It was different and I had a gift certificate. Despite my fist presumptioins about its potential I found, rather quickly, that the author and the mind behind the piece (Stephen J. Dubner and Steven D. Levitt respectively) had original ideas supported by compelling statistics and studies. Though I am sure that everyone who has read this has taken offense (on some level) to his stance on the legalization of abortion in the U.S.A eventually leading to the sudden drop in the crime rate during the 1990's the presentation was objective. No attempts were made to make Freakonomics politically correct, which makes it just that much more refreshing. Even when I felt taken aback by his information I was so excited to read something that wasn't entirely sugar coated I never thought about stopping. The aspect of the writing that I found most surprising was their ability to be relativly unbias while at the same time upholding the facts established by the research.

For those of you who are into economics, especially if you are like me and simply can't stand the mathematical part of it, I would definitely recomend this book. Levitt has a very different approach to economics and in here defines it as " the science of measurement." He states that morality represents the way people would like the world to work whereas economics represents how it actually does work. At its root "economics is the study of incentives: how people get what they want, or need when other people want or need the same thing."

I'll be the first to admit that I'm just a little bit nerdy when it comes to stuff like this, but who wouldn't get a kick out of reading about the simularities between school teachers and sumo wrestlers, why drug dealers still live with their moms, or my personal favorite the ecomomic repercussions of our names. It's interesting and easy to follow so go for it!

IN SO MANY WORDS...

Productivity--schmoductivity!

And yet another quote

Really, don't you have anything better to do?

Quote of the Day

Desires of The Heart

Negative 5 Stars

EARTHQUAKE!!!!!!!

Honey, I'm HOOME!!!!

A Lovely Day with Some Lovely Ladies in the Park!

Now, THAT'S attractive...

Vengance is MINE!!!

A Gaggle of Weirdos

Friends & Something Awful

Graduation Theme

Holly, this ones for you!

As of Late...

Heil Holly!!

LOOKING OUT

I've Lost that Lovin' Feelin'....

Oxymoron to the nth Degree

Faith as a Straw Full of Water

Quote Of The millennia!

REVISED TITLE: it could have been so much better

Citizen Cope

SUPER HOLLY!!!

"At last, we can retire and give up this life of crime"

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Quote of the Day... Make that Century!

He Loves Acid! (*see pic)

RETRACTION

Quite The Colossal Swine!

2 Dumb, 2 Watch!

1,1,1,1,1,1.....

Do You Feel Loved? Yeah, me either...

The Five Love Languages

Complete set of results

Information

Umbrellas & The Future of Mankind

Vendetta's Voracity Vanquishes Villains

Happy March :)

Proactive Happiness

WHOA...

I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONES!

Food Offerings...?

Luge vs. Lyrics

Picturesque

Temporary Insanity!!!!!!!

Reversal of the Powers that Be

(Enter--Newbie)

Introduction of New Character

updates

Johnny Depp. He changed my life!

I MUST PROTEST!!!!!!

Quote of the Day

Wonderment & Fantasies

Tridecaphobia

10 Hour Shift

Rambles Rants and Requiems

"Oh bother"

No pasta for Holly...

choice vs. emotion

Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of a good movie

"It's Beauty That Killed The Beast!"

Rain Rain Go Away!

"It's coming up"

Banana's have more fun!!!

Loving Life! REALLY!!!!

The big bad monster named adulthood

Great day in the morning!

Heels And Dolls...

1 COMMENT...

Black is not a color

Response: I Love Me Because...

Doodler Extrodinaire

I Love Me Because....

My First Post

"O CHRISTMAS TREE"

Dad?

Another post

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