the things we think

Do you ever think you are so close to figuring yourself out it's almost insane? Today at work I thought for sure I had a moment of clarity, a moment when the mystery of most things disappered faster than the adjective faded. Sure, it came back, but the essay I will write in the future could be interesting, or maybe not, one things for sure, it will have many comma's and many run on sentences like this paragraph. Happy weekend. Going to go play soccer with brother now. Viva la Friday.

A quote from last night.

"Is color blindness a side effect of apathy?"
-Nat

I laughed a lot after this. This was whilst waiting for the Undertow Orchestra to take stage at the Granada. Pedro fans, if you are reading this don't expect a whole lot of Pedro songs....

From a washed Journal

(sometimes) I feel like my
brain doesn't lend itself to words,
the moving frame,
the flicker of the archaic reel to reel
would do just fine
if I had the equipment
and the drive to adapt the
seemingly un-adaptable.

More insanity

I really hate discussing spin in the news. It seems so futile sometimes. But in light of recent discoveries involving a Danish newspaper (my family's country of origin) that printed an unappealing characiture of the prophet Mohammed, complete insanity has ensued. The Danish embassy has been trashed, and people are going complete Ape shit in the streets over this. The most depressing thing about it is my own countrymen defending the terrorists! INSANITY! I thought we praised free speech! I thought we loved the possibilty of mocking religion!? It's a billion dollar industry hear in America making fun of the majority's faith. I do speak of Christianity. It's very cool, at least in this town to make light of the teachings of Christ.
Denmark, you're ok in my book. If any Danes per chance are reading this. Don't back down guys. Don't back down.

Here is an excerpt from an interview with the Editor of the Danish paper:
"When I go to a mosque, I behave by the rules that exist in that holy house. I will not stand up and make a cartoon of the holy prophet in a mosque. But I think if any religion insists that I, as a non-Muslim, should submit to their taboos, then I don't think they're showing me respect. I think they're asking for my submission. This is a key issue in this debate."

The G Word.

I called in sick today. This is something I do not make a habit of. Now that I am sitting at home and at the computer, I feel much better and am actually dabbling with the idea of "calling in ok" or just going back to work. I kinda feel guilty being home and being not-all-that-sick. Currently I'm justifying my actions with the notion that I am doing good for my co-workers by quarenting myself (unlike the co-worker who did not do this and whom i subject I received the bug from).

The good thing about being home is getting a chance to catch up on internetting and bills and the like. The bad thing (possibly) is that I will be thinking, which I seriously (if you knew the whole story you'd understand)am trying to do less of in some situations.

I have been thinking about our or my generation. This is the part of the post where you the reader go..."oh...hmmm, here is the title being cleverly inserted, much like a title of a movie gets thrown into a piece of dialouge in my favorite movie".
There is a lot to talk about with this silly word. I was in a band once that had a song called "Generation". (see www.10sugarcharlie.com) Cracker had an album many years back called "I hate my Generation" and I don't blame them. Maybe the older I get, instead of getting more accustomed to who we are as a generation I go the opposite way, with thoughts like......."man, we've got problems". It's hard to have this conversation with parent types, who's lives were just so much differnt than ours. I almost wish I grew up in the 50's, not the 80's-90's. I just see our generation wandering around taking jobs, then hating them, wandering around some more, hating our plight when it really is a very good one considering most of the world who live in poverty. This is a really bad essay. Hooray for my structure. Hooray.

Here's some random pro's/Con's of my generation.

Pro's: We are not as gullible. We are not naive. Our lifespan's are typically longer. We've got better hygeine products.

unfortunately, sometimes the pros's also become the con's. Part of the circular process of apparently just about everything, including my head, my brain, and my lifestyle.

Con's. We are pessimistic. We are suckers for any new gadgets that promise "connection" to others, while only becoming more isolated. We are full of lies that were taught to us under the guise of truth:IE make yourself happy, you deserver the best etc.......

well, you can see were this is going............seriosuly i'm trying not to be so pessimistic, it just comes out weird somtimes.
The weather looks nice, though I've yet to be outside (due to my condition). Don't worry dear readers, I'm taking my vitamin c, vitamin B6, and currently getting a healthy dose of rock N roll via Stars Go Cold from Wichita. Perhaps you too would like....... www.myspace.com/starsgocold.com