Don't risk becoming oblivious to your self because you're too worried what you might have to say when you begin the navel-gazing that is disparaged...

I find this intensely interesting. Its not my own original thought so I take no credit but I pass it on. Suicide is, on the whole, a more or less taboo or at the least unsettling topic. However, if you consider and realize that it is an actual physical possibility at any time, and entirely within your power and choice to commit, it opens up a whole new world to the right frame of mind. Now I'm not suggesting it as a solution to any problems, nor am I considering it myself any more than me saying the word "bomb" on a plane means I actually have one. But the concept of suicide makes you realize that every choice in your life is ultimately yours, and every action is ultimately your choice, because at the end of the day you could choose to back out altogether and give up, quit. I find it quite empowering and I think it puts in perspective a life in which many people feel trapped, stuck, imprisoned, forced. In essence, the child throwing a tantrum because he just lost the video game just needs to remember that he can turn off the Nintendo if he's not having fun anymore...

With the number of governmental regulatory mandates dictating work ages, work hours, work break lengths and frequencies, is it some small oversight that any average nicotine addict can get their fix at practically any given time without fear of recourse? Do I get chocolate breaks?

Today its music quotes.


"Without music, life would be a mistake"

"...and they who were dancing were thought to be crazy by those that could not hear the music."

" There's a song for every scene that does it the justice which words do not."

I knew that $275 jeans existed, but I'd never actually encountered them until just two days ago- it felt epic and significant, much like the time I actually drank Coors Original. $50 for a pair of Miller Lite seems cheap now...

I try to limit myself to one thought and one post per day cause I talk too much. But I couldn't resist...

The biggest problem with stereotypes in a progressive-thinking 21st-century culture today is, to a large degree, they're still true.

Really think about this for a minute...if I were to ask you right now what time it was, you could probably tell me within 20 minutes or closer, assuming you'd looked at a clock at some point in the last few hours, or even if you hadn't. You could also tell me how much time had gone by since something you had recently done- you just know, you can tell. HOW?

Does anyone else have the problem of always looking forward to the next event of the day, no matter how enjoyable the current one is?

The interesting thing about bargain shopping is, you'll drive across town to save 2 cents a gallon on gas, but would you drive across town to save a dollar on a pair of pants?



This is unspeakably amazing.
http://www.snopes.com/photos/animals/uglydog.asp

In light of our recent holiday, I am compelled to ask once again, how tired is the patriotic shirt fad? And hasn't Old Navy beaten that dead horse for enough years now? At least Christmas has a season...do you EVER wear those Flag Shirts again?

I think the most amazing thing about children is that they have little sense of self- no self-consciousness. How often can you get an adult to fix their gaze at you in public for longer than a split second, before one of you looks away? Yet children will look on in curiosity, they will watch you, they will smile back when you smile. At what age is this lost? When do we start reflexively averting our eyes? To remember what it was like to be a kid...

Tomorrow I will be doffing my rings, necklace, and bracelet and donning a dress shirt and khakis to become someone I am, in a way, not, so that a prospective job interviewer doesn't pre-judge me for who I'm not because of who I am. Perceiving and reacting to someone by your stereotypes of them becomes so common that you rarely find that you can genuinely be yourself around someone in fear that they might mis-(or correctly even) judge you. At times it seems that genuine personal human interaction has gone the way of the horse and buggy- reserved for a quaint Sunday afternoon. And even then it feels contrived...

A common buzz phrase you hear now is "stay connected". The strange thing is that I find it to be a daily struggle to stay truly connected- to actually have personal genuine human interaction on a day-to-day basis. Sure, I can talk to all my friends from college in one mass email, I can almost anyone, almost anywhere, and I always know who's on IM when. But it becomes a series of digital friends. I could have hundreds of relationships with people whom I've never met, and my primary interaction with those I *have* met ends up being yelling about work across a table cover in beer over the din of the stripey-shirted pretty-smelling sausage party quickly overtaking the bar. Going back to my apartment alone with my guitar then doesn't seem such a bad existence after all...