OMFG

I can't believe this used to be on Nickelodeon.

The Absolute Coolest Website...Eva!!!!!

Okay, so I'm a geek, but I don't care. I really do think this is the coolest website ever. Its the MIT Open Courseware site. You can download, for free, actual MIT lectures, course notes and reading lists for, well, just about anything you could possibly want to know about. Go to it now...then come back...http://ocw.mit.edu/

False Sense of (Homeland) Security

So I finally stopped at the Post office today on my way home from work to drop off the Christmas cards I've been carrying around with me for the past week. It was a pretty uneventful trip until i noticed something that just made me feel ashamed to be a member of the human race.
First off, when you walk through the front door, there is a bank of metal detectors. Now, normally when there are metal detectors, there is at least one person telling you to empty your pockets, place your bags on the table and so on. Well, at the Post office, there isn't. The other thing I've noticed about metal detectors is that when someone walks through them with copious amounts of metal on their person, such as a pocket full of change, a belt buckle, a box cutter and a backpack containing 3 metal coat hangers, a couple of chargers and a laptop like I did today, they tend to make an obnoxious beeping noise. These did nothing of the sort.

Thus, I can come to only one conclusion based on the facts stated above, and that is that these metal detectors are not even turned on, if they are even hooked up to any sort of power at all. Americans Being Americans, however, will not care about this. As long as thee security devices themselves are in place and obviously noticeable, it matters not whether they function properly, because we all know that metal detectors make us safe.
Special thanks to the American media, the Department of Homeland Security and President George W. Bush. I couldn't make this stuff up, but you guys make it a reality.

There Is No Santa Clause

It is a fact of life, everyone is born either male or female. It's one of those things about you that you that is an integral part of who you are. You are either one or the other , there is no middle ground. Such is the way in New York, where you are born either a Yankees fan or a Mets fan. I happen to have been born a Yankees fan, like my father and his father before him. Growing up, in the 80's and 90's, I idolized the Yankees. They could do no wrong, even if they happened to have a bad season. In the late 90's and early 2000's, when all the steroid rumors started flying around, it was easy to point out all of the potential users on the other teams, but never the Yankees. Let those other guys juice it up, the Yankees don't need that crap. Just by the sheer act of putting on that uniform, one became a god among men and things like steroids and corked bats were for mere reserved for mortals. At least, that's how we felt back then. Sure, we all new Jose Canseco was juicing, we even joked about it, but would never seriously admit publicly that it was a possibility.
Now it is 2007, and it has been made public that both Roger Clemens and Andy Pettitte have used performance enhancing drugs on a regular basis. Damn! Hearing this was like getting kicked in the nuts, watching my dog get hit by a car and finding out that Santa isn't real, all at the same time. At least it helps explain the whole bat throwing incident between Clemens and Mike Piaza a few years back. But alas, we are Yankees fans, ever resilient, and I have no doubt that we will rise above our team's tarnished reputation. I only hope that the rest of Major League Baseball and all of its fans around the country can do the same and save America's pastime from itself.

Yeah Bitch!

I'm just sitting here watching the Democratic debate on CNN and I have to say that Hillary fucking rocks! End Bush's war on science! Cancel those executive orders! w00t!!!

New Domain

Well, If any one is actually reading this, you can now point your browser to http://www.misanthope.net to check out one of the coolest most disturbing blogs on the web. Yes, the "r" was left out on purpose to illustratehow fucked up I really am.

Old Haunts

So here I am again, sitting here at Grounds for Coffee in Clearfield, UT. I used to come here a few times a week, when I lived on the base (Hill AFB). The coffee is good, the sandwiches are good, and the atmosphere can't be beat. Now that i live in Ogden, I only get to come here about once a week, on my way to my court ordered cognitive therapy group. I'm sure there are places closer to me like this, but this is my place. Being here brings back memories of places and times and feelings that I can never get back to. They may not all be good, but they belong to me. They are part of what makes me who I am.
There are a lot of places like this in my life, all over the country and the world. It reminds me of that old saying, "You can never go back home," or something like that. It's true. The places may stay the same, at least physically, but the people, the feelings, the world always changes. One can either live in the past or change with the times. I'm looking forward now. This is the prime time of my life and I'm going to take full advantage of it.

The Lunatic Is In My Head

I think I may be going crazy, but I'm not sure. I may have always been this way and its just now starting to come out. How do you know if you are crazy? Is it something that you can realize yourself, or does someone else have to tell you that you are? If there are any crazy people reading this, or if you know any crazy people, please let me know. Thanks.