Children are a Burden

July 21, 2006

Saw this bumper sticker on my way home from work today. “If Abortion Is Wrong, Why Are There Still Orphanages?” Before I go any further, this entry is not about abortion itself or anything like that. That’s just what I saw that got me thinking.

About what, you ask? You can gather from the message on the sticker that if children have to live in a situation that isn’t ideal, such as in an orphanage or in poverty or what, then they shouldn’t even have been born at all. Why? Because they don’t have parents to take care of them. They have the state or whoever works at the orphanage or whatever foster family winds up with them.
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My Story

July 18, 2006

I suppose this may come up now and then. Instead of just repeating the story over and over, I’ll give it all to you here and link you.

Some found it odd that I went to college without having graduated from or even completing high school. That I graduated from college at age 20. How did this happen? Well, listen up, folks, because I shall tell you the tale!
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Grocery Store

July 14, 2006

So I’m at Safeway this morning picking up a couple of things for lunch before I head on over to work. The grocery store is surprisingly busy for 7:30am. Not packed or anything, but a few dozen people I’d say. It’s more evident since so early they only have one cashier open. And there’s always a long ass line.

Ever see this crap? You’re standing in this long line waiting to buy like two items, and the cashier, the only cashier, is taking forever. Sometimes it is his/her own fault. Other times it’s the customer being a dumbass. It’s usually the cashier, though. Either way, you glance over and see like five employees just standing around chatting. Your line is reaching practically to the back of the store, and these assholes are just clucking away mindlessly at each other.
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The Fifty Fifty

July 12, 2006

It is July 12.

Tonight at midnight is the famed halfway point of the 100 Days of Summer.

High noon. Halfway there. The peak. Fifty days gone, fifty to go.

Now, looking forward, the downward run. Down, down, down, until at last it is August 31.

Well, since I’m not in school anymore, it has lost a bit of its mystique, but meh. Tradition is a tradition, it’s cool on its own by now. So let’s just say counting down to the second anniversary of Science Village, on September 1. Remember Science Village? Shit, I have to get on that. Oh, well.

Midnight tonight, fifty days to go.

Oh, and if my great-grandfather were alive, he would turn 120 today. Hehehe. It’s also the birthday of a friend of mine from college. Haven’t seen him since then, but he turns 26 today. Happy Birthday, man!

This has been Day 50 of the 100 Days of Summer, Round 6.


July 10, 2006

And now, for a rather stop-and-go episode of…

Here’s to You!

So I raise my glass and say, “Here’s to you, Ride On Route 47.”

It’s rather odd I’m toasting this bus route since I could swear it is out to screw me over. So often when I’ve taken this bus, its schedule works so out of synch with another bus I may be taking before or after it. Usually it leaves where I’d get on it like five minutes before my previous bus would arrive there. Oh, and it’s never late. All the other buses are often a minute or two late, but not Route 47. That is, unless I’m waiting for it and am in a hurry. THEN it will be either late or totally skip the run! Grrr.
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A Three-Dimensional Irritant

July 6, 2006

Hi, there! Remember me? Hehehe. Yeah, I know it’s been 11 days since the last entry. My Internet was out most of that time because of all these storms we had around here a week and a half ago. Finally got it back, so you’ve got to put up with me bitching out of my ass some more. Hahaha.

But my absence from the net brings me to what I’m talking about now. Since being online wasn’t an option, I had to entertain myself in other ways. Well, one other way. My relatively neglected PlayStation 2. Since bullying, er, I mean, moderating the NYRA forums was out, this was now how I had to slightly slow my normally lightning-speed descent into insanity. Yes, I’m already insane, but I could be way, way more insane! Think about it!
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