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Music is Surkin - Radio Fireworks (Riot In Belgium Second Remix), only like the best house/elektro track out there right now!

Last night, on my way home from class, I was hit by an oblivious moron of a motorist. I was riding down Ravenna, heading West. For those who know this road, 11th is a one-way heading North, and Roosevelt is a one-way heading South.

I pulled up to a red light at 11th and Ravenna, I stopped, and pulled a little further ahead of the line than a red 4-runner in the lane to my right, to make sure they saw my two bright ass blinking red lights. The light turned green, we both left the line, halfway down the block, the next light, at Roosevelt and Ravenna, the light turned green, so I picked up pace, the 4-runner slowed down, and right as I was about to go through the intersection, without signaling, from the right lane (not a left turn lane!) decided to sporadically turn left and cause me to slam into her driver’s side door! What the fuck is wrong with people! This lady decided to not roll down her window, or jump out to see if i was okay, instead she decided to stare down at her steering wheel like she was the victim here! I should have written down her license plate and given her all hell, but I didn’t, I was in too much shock, thinking that if I was going 1 mph faster, I would have been pavement.

How the hell did this lady not see me!

Glad to be alive today …

Oh greenpece, you are always there to point things out in such clever ways, however, you could have done a better job bastardizing the song LA Breeze by Simian.

Here is the original Dove Commercial.

And here it is, the Dove Parody over palm oil production.

I am not an active member of the Catholic Church, however it is in my family heritage and culture. I decided to partake in this years Lent not as a religious right, but as a away to clense my body of a toxin I abuse. No, it wasn’t alcohol, it was sugars. My largest temptation I give in to is sweets, ever since I was a child I have loved sweets. For Lent I gave up all refined sugars, High Fructose Corn Syrup, baked goods, candies, ice creams, glazes, syrups, all of them (fruit was ok, as it was naturally residing). The hardest thing was finding items without HFCS, it is in everything. I did on occasion have some ketchup, but according to Reagan, it is a vegetable, so why not.

So, on Easter Sunday I will have gone without my sugary crutch for 6 and a half weeks. I will be celebrating this with the delectable indulgence in a Pan au Chocolat and a cup of coffee, which was my breakfast every morning while visiting France.

Myspace, Livejournal, and Facebook, goodbye. You never contributed anything of significance.

[edit]On the other hand,  neither has this blog[/edit]

While I sit here, listening to the awe inspiring sound of Royksopp’s What Else Is There, featuring the singer of The Knife, while indulging my palette with a well balanced Lost Abbey Ale, I ponder the recent decision I have made.

For a portion of my pre-teens and teen years I played a pen and paper role playing game entitled Rift’s, a post apocalyptic fantasy/sci-fi game that helped me deal with my youthful anger and passions. Escaping to an alien filled, disaster of a world where black and white seemed to be the prominent element of decision, helped me to grow and accept things. One of my closest friends, Darryl, had moved away to Texas after 8th grade, and ever since then, playing Rift’s ceased. The books have been sitting on my shelf ever since, occasionally picked up to browse the beautiful illustrations, that irreplaceable tactile memory of flipping to a page that had spent so much time open on that it pulls your place to it every time your flip through.

These books have only sentimental value now, and therefore only really exist in my memories. I have decided to relieve myself of the burden of these items, however, I will keep one book, as I never want to risk the complete loss of the memories I hold that are momentarily released when I hold this book. This has been a decision nearly 10 years in the making, how interesting human behavior can be, especially towards books of white paper containing printed letters of black ink.

I discovered something today which really let me down. One of my most enjoyed songs of Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, Let the Cool Goddess Rust Away, has turned out to be a complete rip-off of one of my long lost favorite Radiohead songs, Stop Whispering. Maybe I am over analyzing this, give them both a listen, and tell me there aren’t similarities. The bassline, the way the vocals rise, tempo, melodies, the song even ends the exact same way.

Radiohead, Stop Whispering (1993)
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, Let the Cool Goddess Rust Away (2005)

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maybe I should try being less of an ass around this time of year. I know red wine helps with this, as does candle light and good music. cheers.

With the winter season comes much discussion of the true reason behind the celebrations we hold so dear. I would like to think that I live in a well educated nation, one in which education for all is held as a high value, however, certain instances always question this concept. One contributor to this questioning is the lack of knowledge of human history, in this case, the lack of knowledge of Post Apostolic Christian history and the Church of the Holy Roman Empire.

This year the Winter Solstice will fall on the day of December 22nd, at the time of 6:08 am. This time of year, in past cultures of Northern Europe, and current, was celebrated with the burning of the Yule log, or fire. Traditionally, this fire was made to be an extra long fire to burn through the night as the solstice represents the longest night of the year, “…when the Sun’s position in the sky is at its greatest angular distance on the other side of the equatorial plane as the observer.” [source]

During the rein of Constantine I, Christianity was announced as the universal religion of conquered Europe. In order to smoothly transition cultural beliefs, rituals were slowly converted into Christian themes. This included Yule (Winter Solstice) into Christmas, and the celebration of Easter, correlating at the time of Spring Equinox (New Year’s like celebration for the returning of the crop season).

I have no qualms with whatever way individuals celebrate this joyous time, as all beliefs share that it is a time of celebration to be had with family, friends, and all other loved ones. It is a time to cherish what we have, and to help others acquire what they need. What does need to be realized as an issue in our culture and changed is the concept of mass gift giving. Instead of spending money on people, maybe spend time with them, arrange a time to get together to go out  for a meal, or dine in together at one another’s homes.  Maybe give them a photo of you and your family, or a simple note about what they mean to you.  I am yet to have a story recited to me from a friend or family member that contains what they received for gifts on a particular holiday, the stories I hear time and time again are those that contain memories of spending quality time with loved ones.

Consider the origins of certain traditions, question what you believe in, and when you have excess, help others gain a level of security, and fulfilled need. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Seasons Greetings, Happy Kwanzaa, Happy Holidays, Happy New Year, Happy Yule, etc. etc. etc.