My goal: Bowling in the hallway. Water bottles as pins. I still need a bowling ball. I want to try it tonight.
To do before the summer ends:
Dear World,
Giuliani is not going to win the Presidential Race in 2008. And if you're wildly anti-Democratic or anti-Obama, please have some sense and invest your vote in someone with a little sense like Ron Paul. We need someone who can speak genuinely to the American people--someone who the American people can actually trust. We need someone who can clean up this mess that Bush got us into.
Pet Peeve #782: Websites that refuse to let you go back to the previous page by pressing the 'Back' button on your browser. They accomplish this usually by having some weird page that acts as an intermediary page between the site you were originally at and the site that you end up at. So when you press 'Back', you end up in the intermediary site, which takes you right back to the site you wanted to leave in the first place.
I find that, at the time I am most inspired to do something, I lack the tools with which to do it.
The next movie I want to watch: The Mummy. Starring Brendan Fraser, but more importantly, Rachel Weisz.
Well, shoot. It's now August. Where doth the time goeth? It's hard to concentrate at work when I've got a song stuck in my head. And I'm in like Flynn again!
A cat that predicts when people will die. Fascinating. It really makes me wonder. So this is goodbye. When Oscar dies, who will curl up next to him?
Why don't people consider fish a meat? In my mind, there are two major categories of living things that we eat: meat and vegetable. Fish definitely is not a vegetable. For the vegetarians out there, are fish any less deserving of life than cows or chickens? Give me a break of that Kit Kat bar.
How many people are going on crusades to change their friends?? On an unrelated subject, what compels people to stick their arms into the path of a closing elevator door? How do they know it will stop for them? I wonder...
Oops. I didn't mean to update this. But now I'm here anyway.
Here's a new list of things I want to do.
Here's what's wrong with the nation's election process. The voters are stupid, the media caters to the voters (who, if you've forgotten, are stupid), and the politicians worry about their public image instead of issues. When they focus on the issues more than their public image, they get clobbered. I'm reading an article on ABC news about how Obama says that age-appropriate sex education for kindergarteners is the right thing to do. He makes some good points about how nearly half of all 15 to 19 year olds are sexually active, yet the only official policy taken by schools is abstinence, leaving teens vulnerable to illness, pregnancy, etc. But a lot of readers aren't going to know that. In fact, all they'll care about is that the headline says "Sex Ed for Kindergarteners 'Right Thing to Do,' Says Obama". That's the kind of thing that loses elections. It's also why the election process is horrible.
Lately I've been weighing the importance of being a considerate person versus being assertive when it comes to things I want. One one hand, I want the things I want. On the other, I want others to be happy as well, and I don't want to be difficult. What's the deal with birthdays anyways?
I like the lab. No one is usually around, the roar of the fans drowns out my singing so I don't have to be afraid of being heard.
The sky is shrouded in gloom. The weather is most bizarre today. I even had to turn on my windshield wipers on the way to work--and not just to release a leaf that had gotten stuck in the wipers' grasp.
What am I doing with my life?
I have to remember to breathe every now and then.
I'm waiting for something amazing.
On more than one occasion I have had something that someone has envied. I'm a pretty fortunate guy.
Everyone seems to end their e-mails with "thanks" here. Even if they're doing you a favor and you should be thanking them.
Went is the only verb (of which I know) that shares no letters with its present tense.
Restored back to original "Sebonzakura" ... but it's not the real thing. It's Cheapo.
It's weird. All the Chinese women at Cisco speak Mandarin, all the Chinese men at Cisco speak Cantonese.
From an article on CNN:
The president said it is not Congress' job to make decisions regarding the war.
Granted that he's the commander-in-chief, doesn't Congress have a lot of say in decisions regarding the war? For example ... spending???