Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Um, what?

Do you ever have one of those moments where you stop and think "How the heck did I end up here?".

The guy on TV is having one right this second. His life journey has led him to film grizzly bears as they hunt salmon (or whatever grizzly bears hunt for in rivers.). Which would be fantastic if he had a wide angle or zoom lens. But since he couldn't afford to get one because the flight is expensive, he just has your normal run of the mill lens. Forcing him to stand in the river. Right up next to the bears. Closer then any sane person should be. I hope his mom doesn't see that.

(that part about not being able to buy a wide angle or zoom lens for his camera because of transportation costs was facetious. but really, why else would you willingly stand in a river with grizzly bears??)

I had a moment like that early last year (I have those all the time). My old (as in former. he was 28 in September, so he couldn't be any other kind of old) teacher was demonstrating how my knees should be when I did the time step. Since I don't have hyper extending knees, they didn't (and don't) like to go that straight. Which is how I ended up standing in front of a mirror at a ballroom dance studio with a 28 year old Ukrainian man pushing my knees back in the time of International Cha Cha. Weird, eh?

I get to use the term "eh?" because I have 2 new friends from Canada, and they say that all the time. And by my sick psychological reasoning, that means I get to say "eh?".

Brilliant, eh?

Monday, June 9, 2008

In all the buzz to make robots that can think and function like humans, I think we first need to work out a few bugs with every day electronic devices.

Take my phone for example. It hasn't been charged in a while, so its dying. No, if it were a person (assume this person is quickly bleeding out), it would say "Help, I'm dying!" once, and then go on with its life. Or death.

But my phone, a piece of technological equipment that allows me to talk to people across the country (instantly), text people, buy ring tones from online... (and this is just an average Samsung flip phone. Think of all the things an iPhone can do), my phone is an idiot. Instead of being a good person and just announcing once its imminent doom, it keeps lighting up(the screen. not a cigarette.) and giving a little duh da ling! to let me know its dying.

Just how many people do you see sit up (while they are dying, remember), give a little whistle and say "I'm dying!". Then repeat the process once every minute, whilst blood is gushing out their femoral artery.

Not very many.


The way to find out about happiness is to keep your mind on those moments when you feel most happy, when you are really happy — not excited, not just thrilled, but deeply happy. This requires a little bit of self-analysis. What is it that makes you happy? Stay with it, no matter what people tell you. This is what is called following your bliss.” ~ Joseph Campbell

Recently I have been thinking about my life and future. Where do I want to go, what do I want to do, what is important to me now and what has taken the backseat.

It's somewhat of a scary thing to realize that what you thought was absolute fact in your life, is not. What you thought you would give your life to, you are no longer willing to take that jump. Like you took all the fan fare, lights and paraphernalia away and are now looking at the bare fact.

I don't know if that is why I haven't been blogging recently, but it definitely has something to do with it. Its hard to write about what you see and believe in life when your vision and beliefs are being considered at a new angle.

But one the bright side, Dad is doing great, my summer job is going swimmingly and my Mom still makes kill scrambled eggs.


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Thursday, June 5, 2008

Prior to the release of Pride and Prejudice (the version with Keira Knightley), I decided to read the book. It was heralded as one of the great love stories, so it must be a good read. I read it. I hated it. The plot was confusing and only vaguely explained, it was hard to differentiate the characters, and the punctuation was almost unreadable (and yes, I am aware it was written who knows how long ago, when writing and such was completely different. But it was just moronic the amount of ; : ' " ! ? that were thrown in there).

So I had low expectations when I got Wuthering Heights from the library. Boy was I ever wrong. The plot was great (if morbid), the characters were well explained, and dialog was downright hilarious at times (other times it was so romantic and touching. Shoot, sappy again. IRON MAN!) and the book was over all very good. I loved it.

The next book in my bag is Jane Eyre, which is another love story. Love stories are pretty popular in the classic section. Following my conclusion of the book, I shall chuck in my 2 cents.

You know how I love to chuck in my 2 cents.