Introspectivness and ego ahead

I have to admit, I'm a bit proud of myself.
This time last year, I had no idea if I was going to actually graduate college, watched cartoons until one in the morning, was a DDR master and had no idea what a 401K was.

Now I know what a 401K is.

I'm still shocked and proud that I went from lazy college student to bonafide adult in one year. As I predicted, 2008 was the "Year of Amber."

I almost feel a bit confused right now though. On one hand, I go to work, have a real job, with real responsibilities, take care of my own car, my own cat, my own plants, wear professional-type clothing. Mentally, however, I still feel like a 17 year old with ratty jeans who listens to Fall Out Boy and I think part of me will always feel like that. At least, I hope so. There's something so droll sounding about being an adult and growing up. There's the belief that means you've become boring.

I don't ever ever ever want to be boring.

Here's to 2009 being The "Year of Amber, Part Deuce."

decisions, decisions.

After much deliberation, I have decided that Batman is indeed my favorite superhero.

Spiderman is whiny and was simply unlucky in how he became a superhero. Superman is an alien and The Hulk could stand to attend an anger management class or two.
Batman, however, has no actual superpowers. He's just badass and rich enough to impose that badassery on the criminal race. The same with Iron Man. No actual superpowers, just money, balls and a conscience.

I like Batman and Iron Man because they're human. They weren't blessed enough to be from another planet or dumb enough to get bitten by a spider. They have engineering talent and a wish to see the bad guys put away.
Human and relate-able.

I'm Batman

strange times, my friend.

I feel like we're in some weird time-warp.
Gas is where it was 2 years ago, we have a non-white president and Chinese Democracy is finally coming out.

Question: Do you think we are entering onto an era of post-race America?
White groups like Italians, Jews and the Irish have moved from the margins into the mainstream and now African-Americans are starting to-with the arrival of one in the highest position an American can achieve. Do you think we'll have to have an Hispanic in a high office before we can move into a post-race society?

Speaking of the cons of citizen journalism:
http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601103&sid=atekONWyM7As&refer=us
"CNN's Citizen Journalism Goes `Awry' With False Report on Jobs"


Also: new laptop has a webcam.

hahaha

Magic Beans
Magic beans for sale
Two for a nickel
They'll grant you a fish, a candle, a pickle
Magic beans for sale
Four for a dime
Perhaps you've been wanting a thumbtack, a lime
Magic beans for sale
Seven for a quarter
They'd get you across the United States border
Magic beans for free
There's no use, alas
All they do is give you gas

Another List

List of characters on Lost who have interesting real-life name sakes. *Most of this taken from wikipedia.

1) Kate Austen= Katherine Austen-(1629-ca.1683) was a British diarist and poet best known for Book M, her manuscript collection of meditations, journal entries, and verse.

2)Jack Shepard= there's a few. There's an illustratist named Jack Shepard and also a Jack Shepard running for senate in Minnesota. But there's also baseball player Jack Shepard. He was born on May 13, 1932, in Clovis, California. Shepard was 21 years old when he broke into the big leagues on June 19, 1953, with the Pittsburgh Pirates. He died in 1994.

3)Boone Carlyle= Thomas Boone Carlyle,philosopher, mathematician, and historian,Carlyle (1795-1881) celebrated the power of the individual. He believed that to understand history, all one needed to do was study great men. "The soul gives unity to what it looks at with love," he wrote.

4)Michael Dawson= Michael Dawson, one of the nation's leading experts on race and politics. Currently works at the University of Chicago. Wrote Black Visions: The Roots of Contemporary African-American Political Ideologies and Behind the Mule: Race and Class in African-American Politics.

5)Mr. Eko= Eko is the Yoruba name for the city of Lagos (which is in Lagos State, the old Capital of Nigeria). His name is a symbol of the city. In Yoruba, Eko is symbolic of home, thus his name, Mr. Eko, resonates only with Nigerians who understand its true meaning.

6)James "Sawyer" Ford= James Ford was a mafia don in the 1800's around Illinois and Kentucky. He was considered an outlaw-fitting for Sawyer.

7)Walt Lloyd aka WAAAAAAAAAAAAALT= Walter Lloyd, wrote The Story of Protestant Dissent and English Unitarianism in 1899 in London.

8)John Locke= John Locke, (b. 1632, d. 1704), an Oxford scholar, medical researcher and physician, political operative, economist and idealogue for a revolutionary movement, a British Empiricist.

9) Jeremy Bentham aka John's alias when he's in the coffin= Jeremy Bentham, (1748 - 1832), English utilitarian philosopher and social reformer. In Bentham's theory, an action conforming to the principle of utility is right or at least not wrong; it ought to be done, or at least it is not the case that it ought not be done.

10) Charlie Pace- no name-sake, but there's a Web site for Driveshaft that's actually kind of cool. www.driveshaftband.com

11) Desmond David Hume= David Hume, (1711-1776), Scottish philosopher, economist, and historian. Also said that he “caused the scales to fall” from Jeremy Bentham's eyes. Interesting.

12)Danielle Rousseau French Lady= Rousseau, (1712-1778), was a major philosopher, literary figure, and composer of the Enlightenment whose political philosophy influenced the French Revolution and the development of liberal, conservative and socialist theory.

That's all for now.

Barack-roll

lightning storm vs. lightning bugs.

So, I've been home for a few weeks now and it wasn't until tonight that I truly felt I was home, cheesy as it may sound.

I got home from work, and there was a pretty awesome lightning storm occurring--something I haven't seen in a good 5 years.
I sat on the porch with my grandma, eating some cheeseball dip (better than it sounds), watching the lightning flash above, and the lightning bugs flitter below in the yard.

Natural light is pretty awesome.

mccain

www.thingsyoungerthanmccain.com

No matter if you'll vote for him or not this election, it's still pretty interesting.
If elected, he'll be the oldest president in history-currently he's 72 years old.

He's 12 years older than my own grandmother and only 16 years younger than my great grandmother.

day before.

So, I just finished packing. Most if it fits in my car comfortably. The rest is crammed in. :P
I spent more time in Albuquerque than I had planned- 5 years- and spent most of it trying not to get attached. Alas, I know I will miss Frontier's tortillas and the way the sunset looks on the mountain.
But I still feel like most of me is back in Kentucky and always will be.
I'm not quite going back 'home', but as close as I can get to it.

70% excited, 20% nervous, 10% wondering how on earth I accumulated so much stuff.

word.

Capitulate (verb)
: to surrender to certain terms, to give up resistance.


Thank you political roundtable-ists for using words I don't know.

Montreal, Ontario?

As I'm sure the two readers of this know, I really really really dislike Avril Lavigne. Like, want to sock her in the face dislike.
She's like Paris Hilton stupid, only I'm sure Paris is aware she's stupid. Avril thinks she's smart. HA.

Anyway: this is from here: http://idontlikeyouinthatway.com/2008/04/avril-lavigne-is-really-stupid.html

"Fans at Avril Lavigne's Canadian homecoming were left stunned after the singer displayed an embarrassing lack of geographical knowledge. Lavigne, 23, shocked concertgoers at her Montreal show by incorrectly stating what province she was in. "I love you Montreal, I'm so happy to be back home...in Ontario, Canada," Lavigne said to the crowd. Montreal is actually a city in Quebec."

And Avril's FROM Canada!

Just so you know, Avril dropped out of school at 16 and said earlier that she wasn't going to go back because she didn't have to now that she's rich.

Like I said: "want to sock her in the face."

Stay in school, kids.

when the day met the night.

When I was little, I used to make up stories about how the world started, including one about when the moon and sun first met. It was midsummer, the time of the month when the moon rises earlier in the day and the sun meets it when it's about to set. They fell in love, of course, and had star babies.
The moon was a chill person, content to relax, while the sun was a bit of a busy bee, a little hyperactive.
Some kids from Vegas wrote a song about this. Good to know I wasn't the only child making up stories about things science had yet to teach me.

When the sun found the moon
She was drinking tea in a garden
Under the green umbrella trees
In the middle of summer

When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But her eyes saved his life
In the middle of summer

Good stuff. The whole story can be found in the song "When the day met the night" on Panic at the disco's new album.

luck?

So a dear friend, Ronnie, came back today from Iraq. Alive and well.
Another friend told me I must be a good luck charm or something because all of my family and friends who go off to war all come back unscathed.

It's that, a tendency to only make friends/be related to people who try their darndest to make it out alive and succeed or a tendency to only make friends who are lucky themselves.

Whatever it is, it would be pretty awesome to mass-produce it.

wtf?

So, I work at this library, and I found this book we have called "Pop-up Books" and I'm like "awesome!" So I open it up all excited, and bam! No pop-ups, simply a book about how to make pop-up books. Who makes a book about pop-up books with no pop-ups in it?!

lame.

time

Funny thing about time.

It's just a concept, but we can save, waste and loose it.

say what?

So, I'm in this class and she's going over the introduction to linguistics in a 300-level linguistics class and I feel like I've done all this before and I'm really very bored.

I'm thinking of how she's using language to lecture for a linguistics class and it's kind of cool and I wonder how someone who speaks a different language would teach the class, but I guess that doesn't matter because I don't know enough of another language to be able to understand the possible difference.

So now she's talking about the text-message/webernets language and how our generation has pretty much invented a new language. That's pretty awesome, I think. But I wouldn't really call it a new language, but maybe a new dialect of the world-not just English because I know this kid who's Japanese but can "lolomg" with the best of them-because it's not that they're new words, just really abbreviations of old ones.

I'm rambling and I wonder what the professor would have to say about rambling?

...

This is the break in the bend, this is the closest of calls, this is the rise and the fall, this is the change.


or something like that.

maybe.



Did you know you can make posts in Hebrew?

where would I go even if I could go home?

I'm starting to have mixed feelings about moving. Part of me is excited about starting over (again) and getting on with what is considered to be the 'adult life,' and going back home-or as close as I can get to it-I used to hold out hope that I could, but for me at least, it's true that you really can't go home again.
But the other part is nervous and maybe-even though this might be the only place I'd admit to it- scared about the same things. Just picking up and moving across the country isn't as easy as I remember it to be-even if I'm going back to a familiar landscape.
I've never been that fantastic about making friends, so when I find people who are willing to put with me, I kind of like to keep them. Those people have been few and I know from experience that it's a lot easier to keep friends when you can see them every day. I've lost contact with a lot of really awesome people simply because of distance and travel limitations. Even with the space the internet allows you cover within seconds, it's still very easy to simply not reply to messages and forget about people.

All I can really do is prepare for the life of the quintessential lonely journalist and hope that the good, old-fashioned midwestern hospitality is still in affect.

Pearl wants her rent!