I love sensational titles. Maybe it's because I like to mildly offend people and then say, no, no, it's okay, we cool, right? So here is another vaguely political entry, because I have a few curious ideas floating around ( Read more... )

So, the thing is, politics are like the great secret of the world. One that we can't talk about unless we all agree, and we fail to notice that one person in their midst doesn't agree with the supposedly brilliant ideas that we have. I have learned over the last few months that the great stupidity of politicians has caused me great pain to even ( Read more... )

So a few things, because I feel compelled to write. First, I am intrigued and saddened that the college that was mine for a while decided to rebel against the so-called man. A figure as divisive as Nichol had to go. I don't think college presidents should be great social crusaders. They should be fighting against the enemies of education from ( Read more... )

It's obvious that I post little. When I counted the word total on my real journal, that no one but I gets to read, that was 186,211 words long for last year. That is a huge entry or so, each day, and my life is really difficult to write that many words about. So I write the same old stupid phrases quite often. And after a day of doing crappy work ( Read more... )

We live but a frail existence, as frail as the wispy strands of a spider's beautifully weaved web, strands that move and vibrate within the wind, that snap and are reformed by the being that takes perfect care of the web. We vibrate as wind goes, are shocked and snap when beings plummet into our world, and we live only for a purpose that we only ( Read more... )

So the update, that I got really sick over thanksgiving break and had to stay home an extra week. The long story is that it was really bad digestive crap. The thing was that I have something wrong and best guess is that it is possibly something wrong with the gallbladder and the plan is possibly to chop the sucker out over Christmas break. I am ( Read more... )

so perhaps, in the old days, people lived lives where they had to work all the time to have food and if they did not, they died, and then they lived and then they died and their lives seemed insignifcant, with the exception of the moments when they were married, when they had children, when they saw good things, their few celebrations, and that was ( Read more... )

two entries by me in the last six months, and then two that are less than a couple of days apart. Tres tres strange world. I am more like Pat every day, in some ways, and since pat is a person who I would like to be like (in some ways), I am happy. Like the way he writes, he is golden and he has this way of saying ten times as much as he wants to ( Read more... )

Why it's annoying ( Read more... )

So, there are reasons I have not written and forever and thus feel so far out of the loop. I have learned that if one does not initiate conversation frequently, because he does not have much time or energy, then the loop moves and one falls from it. So by not posting, one would think that maybe I have disappeared, except occasional changes of an ( Read more... )