Nothing like having a moderately annoying song from your wife's favorite movie and one of your favorite songs of all time stuck in your head simultaneously to get you to realize how random a human brain can be.

Not to say this is a new or recent or particularly shocking revelation.
If I recorded fifteen seconds of the stuff that comes out of my mouth when I'm alone and bored, it would probably be turned into a superweapon for its sheer ability to force individuals to shoot themselves just to release the blood pressure in the brain.

Lately I keep hearing people complain about how this healthcare bill will turn America into a tyrannical state, a socialist state, a communist state, a living hell....etc etc etc.

Just amazes me how ignorant some people can be.
Now I'm not saying I think the healthcare plan is a gift from God, nor am I saying it was culled with a rusty fork soaked in fetus blood through a mound of satan's excrement.
I'm simply saying that "we the people" ALWAYS have a tendency to blow things the government does out of proportion.
...at least, those of "we the people" who actually follow politics.

I'm happy to say I am not among them, mainly because I USED to be a disciple of conservativism to an obscene degree, then a hardcore liberal....and at no point in that time could I ever be HAPPY with anything the government did.
My zeal for keeping "them" out of power or making sure "they" weren't going to "get" me kept me from enjoying so much of life.
So, I keep to my own nest, worrying and concentrating only on what is in my direct control.

But I digress.
Anyone saying the government is out to control every aspect of life needs to brush up on their history.
Never in the 20th or 21st century has the U.S. government reached the depths of corruption and powermongering it reached in 1798, when the Federalist-controlled Congress passed the Alien and Sedition Acts.
Congress was fighting an undeclared naval war with France (sounds kinda like the war on terror, but at least they were fighting a COUNTRY), and many Republican-Democratic politicians and civilians were protesting the policies and actions of Congress and president John Adams.
SO, the Federalist Congress passed the Acts, to ensure that no word, spoken or written, could be projected criticizing the government.

So before you scream and cry that the government is out to get you (especially anyone who was cheering that the government was "of God" under Bush), READ YOUR FREAKING HISTORY.

Blogging all the way...

And now, some of my favorite quotes from P.C. Cast's Divine by Mistake:

“Cliches are the bane of educated mankind.”

“I’m Freud’s wet dream.”

And my all-time, use-whenever-not-in-familial-company quote:

“Don’t fuck with an English major.
They keep lots of useless information trapped in their heads.
Once in awhile they let some of it out and it bites you square on the ass.”

So yeah...go out and get Divine by Mistake by P.C. Cast NOWWWWW!!!

"Let's kick this pig!"

It's a weird feeling to have random scenes from Down Periscope flashing through your mind, along with random lyrics from Maroon 5, while swearing up and down the haze of ten thousand perfumes, all of them overpriced and horrible, exuded by the "lady" who just walked by smells like barbecued pulled pork.


Two days of bondage remaining, before I get the first Christmas Break in 3 years in which I actually get to SLEEP IN!!!

Bet the wife will keep me busy, though. Gonna make me work for that new self-cleaning electric razor.
Bye bye blades! Have one left, and it's gotta last till Christmas!
Meh. I'll probably shave with it one last time, then chunk it, and just use my old electric till then...I'll just look like a mountain man for awhile.

Studying Government while reshelving Theology

Curious as to the results of my mother-in-law's memorial service.
Maybe a lit candle will bring joy and fond rememberance.
Or maybe pictures will bring a resurgence of depression.



I think to live in fear is not life.

Doesn't even matter WHAT you're fearing.
Hell,
Death,
Taxes,
Bethany PD....

Doesn't matter.
Spending even a moment fearing something which is not directly in front of you preparing to harm you is a waste of time, energy, emotion, sanity...plus it screws up the sex life.

"Mr. Sonar! Play me a dirge."

Just four more days of Fall '09.

I took advantage of RateMyProfessors.com to check up on next semester's profs, and the results are in.

Health professor: "OMG LOVE HER!"
Spanish professor: "Best Spanish teacher at UCO!"
Creative Writing: "Fun guy! My favorite prof!"
Marriage: "She gives you a study guide that only comprises half the exam. She expects you to know statistics that the average person needs to be told."

WTH? I was hoping BEING MARRIED in "Marriage" class would guarantee me at least a B!
Oh well. Maybe flashing the bling-o-matrimony'll still net positive results.

Trying to read Shakespeare, write about P.C. Cast, and memorize all 44 presidents IN ORDER makes blind puppies cry.

Enjoying a Sunday evening...the last of the semester.
Cranking out pages of writing to cram every last second with stress and proper citation format.

Just finished FINALLY finding my inspiration and motivation for my Craft Essay.

One thing I love about P.C. Cast, at least in the Divine series (Divine by Mistake, Divine by Choice, Divine by Blood) is that she not only doesn't use the stereotypical "fantasy language" (archaic diction and syntax, etc.), she actually makes FUN of it.

Her heroine Shannon, who narrates the first two books, is an Okie English teacher (much like Ms. Cast), and thus throws around language like a chew toy, in a style of speech and writ to make a college Composition professor turn into a pillar of salt.

It's hard to describe to people who haven't read it why Divine by Mistake is one of my favorite novels of all time.
I grew up saturated with fantasy.
One of the first books my dad read to me was Tolkien's The Hobbit, and later I became addicted to Middle-Earth, as well as Lewis' Narnia and adventures of Dr. Ransom.
And as amazing as all that is, it maintains a certain British quality in its wording, not simply because of the authors' origins, but because they wish to convey a certain style of speech and narration.

Ms. Cast's writing throws all fantastical pretense out the window, throwing Okie slang and an amazing mythical world in a blender and hitting Liquefy.
What results probably won't turn any heads in the uppity, prudish world of "literary criticism," but it definitely has a permanent reserved parking space on my shelf.

Parents

Seems like the only parents who take their kids in public fit under one of two categories:

Chaos:
-apathetic
-more focused on what they're (the parents) doing instead of what the kids are doing
-tune out kids' screaming/crying/tantrums/running into other people's way.
These annoy the crap out of everyone in the vicinity, more concerned with MY business and what I'M doing than on what the kids are getting into.


Abuse:
-slaps the child who is screaming or crying
-grabs/wrenches limbs

-screams at the child, not for acting up or disobeying, but for embarassing the parent

These should be fined or jailed, if only for having the AUDACITY to do this kind of thing IN PUBLIC.

Essentially, they have failed as parents because they have failed at PRIORITIZING.

Once you have kids, your dream of becoming the next Kurt Cobain is OUT THE FREAKING WINDOW.

If you have fun, you have to plan it so either your kids are having fun WITH YOU, or someone else is taking care of them FOR you.

You can't just go off and do something you want to do, because YOU are no longer the most important person in YOUR life.

Older people complain about kids going to hell in a handbasket these days.

But it's not the kids' fault.

It's the PARENTS...you know, the OLDER PEOPLE'S KIDS...who have screwed up.

I think before our respected senior citizens get their Depends in a wad, they should consider whose fault it really is, because more than anyone else it is THEIR kids, and THEY had arguably more influence on the people their kids turned out to be than anyone.