Sunday, August 29, 2010

Time Is Inane

Time passes so quickly. It's inane.

I'm sick of looking up and realizing another nine or ten days have passed.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Without Love

Without love ... I am nothing.

Without love ... I have nothing to contribute.

Without love ... Take a brickbat to your head. Because that's what it's come to.

Without love ... Oozing out of every pore, it must be something else.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Let The Healing Begin -- Don't Vote Republican

Just because you can vote Republican doesn't mean you have to.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

The Ady Gil Incident

I just watched a few episodes of "Whale Wars" today for the first time. I've seen it advertised and I've seen random snippets while passing through the TV room in the past. But that's it.

Today I sat down and was watching some of it and it was fairly interesting. I had no idea there was a real antagonist in the Japanese, with their "RESEARCH" boats, and all that.

I was surprised to see this jazzed up boat that looked like the Batmobile on water, the Ady Gil. I called my wife in to see it, but of course she watches all the shows on Animal Planet so she'd already seen it many times. I was just getting into it and its capabilities when it was completely destroyed, just like that. So I discovered it for the first time and saw it for the last time within the space of about two hours.

They made a big deal out of it, whether the Japanese boat deliberately rammed it or whether the Ady Gil was simply too close, which looked more likely to me. It seemed very ridiculous, that the crew of the Ady Gil was lounging around on the outside of their boat when this big enemy boat was coming right up next to it. I know they were low on fuel, but, please, you can't move the thing back 20 or 30 feet?

The situation just before that was ridiculous too. The Ady Gil was out, keeping track of the Japanese boat. Then when they were about out of fuel, the guys in the Whale Wars boats were going to leave them behind for three entire days (!), just to drift around. That's how pressed for time they were! I'm thinking, Three days?!

But they barely bobbed around for 10 minutes (on the show) before they were totally destroyed. Which meant the Whale Wars boat had to come back for them anyway, which could've been avoided all together if they'd just taken them away the first time. So I wasn't too impressed.

I was complaining to my wife that nothing much seemed to be happening in regards to protecting whales. It was all ship malfunctions, boats being destroyed, running out of fuel, a guy ruining a motor in the rocks, people complaining, etc., the helicopter being grounded, the oil being low, one thing after another, the Ady Gil captain trying to arrest the Japanese captain, then turning back after he was next to their ship, etc. My wife tends to stick up for all this stuff rather than being critical, which she did in this case too.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Definite Times In Songs

I'm listening to Lady Antebellum's song "Need You Now." It has a definite time in it, "a quarter after 1," when he or she (or he and she) needs you now. So definite!

There's others. Like the old song by Spin Doctors ... what time is it? 4:30.

There's one, I think it's by The Fray, there's 8 seconds in overtime. So that's a moment (a second) frozen in amber.

How about going way back, 25 or 6 to 4. Chicago didn't have a digital clock.

Friday, August 06, 2010

The Chew Factor

I had a bag of sunflower seeds out of the shells. When you have some of these, the best way is to eat them by the handful. Which I did.

But today, with the bagful gone, I happened to find a single kernel still on my desk. It's not the floor, it's a desk, so I ate it. And it was enjoyable.

The chew factor of one isolated seed is my topic. It's not mixed in with the whole multitude of seeds, it's one isolated seed. Still, it was very enjoyable, and maybe more so, since it was one seed with its own individual taste and presentation.

The next time I get a bagful I might eat them one at a time. I also might not since that would take forever.

Monday, August 02, 2010

Shakes And Custards

I'm probably going to become a very fat person. I will if I don't watch it.

In the last couple of days I've had a big shake from a place, Steak 'n Shake, which was very good. Too good, in fact, because they can't be good for you. Nothing that good can be good for you. Alas, one of the facts of life.

I also had a custard malt from another place, which was also very good. I've never had any kind of custard in my life, that I know of. I hate the sound of the word. It reminds me too much of General Custer and bastards. You're calling Custer a bastard and that I don't like.

I met a guy named Custer somewhere in the last four months. And he said to me, "Like the general." Glomming on to the general? Bastard.

I've got to really watch it on the shakes and bastards ... because I don't want my fat to get out of hand.