I think that one of the most beautiful things in life is green, wet grass. You know what I'm talking about: how the spring rain completely saturates every blade; how the saturation makes fields and pastures look like marches. It's been raining a lot in Lubbock lately, and surprisingly, I am quite pleased when I walk out the door and see green lawns and feel moisture in the air. The winter was so dull and dry. Now, things look nice, and I'm amazed that I'm actually saying this considering my typical dislike with the climate and appearance of Lubbock.

a music video "enjoy the silence"

my spring break(out)

Spring Break 2007 was a spring break that occured during the year 2007. I spent most of it within my house in Kerrville. It was good for me because it took my mind off school and the all the crap that comes with it. I had a lot of time to relax and enjoy myself. Because I had so much free time, I was able to make some keen observations about my about my surrounding environment. Here are just a few things: First, my mom likes to make pancakes...a lot. I am pretty sure that for three of the nine days I've been here, she's made pancakes for breakfast. 3 of 9 reduces to 1 of 3. 1 of 3 is also one-third. I think that's a sizeable amount of pancakes. I also noticed that April showers sometime come around sooner than they are expected to. The rain came hard. It came so hard that some of the front lawns in my hood looked like miniature swamps. Also, once the rain was over, it left moisture to rest in the air. The moisture in the air made me break out a little. I'll spare the details.

I watched 7 movies over spring break. Here they are in the chronologocial order I saw them:
1) 300
2) Van Helsing
3) Breakfast at Tiffany's
4) Borat
5) Death to Smoochy
6) The Time Machine (the version from 2002)
7) The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra

It's possible that I might watch The Prestige before classes start, but we'll see if that happens. If so, it could be considered number 8.

Wow, just what I needed.

Here are the top 10 most romantic songs in my iTunes library. This is just my opinion. They are in no particualar order as of right now, because I don't want to take the time to sort them out.

Recycled Air ~ The Postal Service
You Could Be Happy ~ Snow Patrol
Chasing Cars ~ Snow Patrol
We Might As Well Be Strangers ~ Keane
Sleep Don't Weep ~ Damien Rice
Accidental Babies ~ Damien Rice
Cattelya ~ The Autumns
The Moon Softly Weeps A Lullaby ~ The Autumns
Twenty Two Fourteen ~ The Album Leaf
Andvari ~ Sigur Ros

This list was harder to make than I thought it was going to be. Plus, I think it may have some discrepancies. For example, pretty much all of these songs transcend beyond romance. Maybe the next list I make will be better. Hopefully, it'll incorporate some radiohead.

I got into another pointless argument with one of my friends, recently. I made some comment about how certain guys try to prove their "machismo" by being obsessed with football and going hunting. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a particular problem with either sport, but I do get annoyed when "what is manly" is defined in such narrow terms. Then something happend. My friend didn't seem to want to believe that "machismo" is a real word that is actually used in english. I could feel the tension creep up between us. Maybe he was really just upset with the social commentary I made with regard to our culture's definition of manliness. Maybe he really didn't want to believe that "machismo" is a real word. I truly have no answer for why a small bit of dissonance developed inbetween us for that brief period in time. I will tell you this, though: I'm getting tired of the constant arguing over stupid, pointless things.

This Is Funny.

This Is What Happens When I Have To Write a Paper for My Technical Communications Course.

According to Wikipedia:
"A gnome is a legendary creature characterized by its very small size and subterranean lifestyle. According to the alchemist Paracelsus, gnomes are the most important of the elemental spirits of the classical element of earth; they move as easily through the earth as humans walk upon it, have conical hats, and the sun's rays turn them into stone. In other traditions, they are simply small, misshapen, mischievous sprites or goblins (with pointy caps). Some sources claim they spend the daytime as toads instead of in stone and they are also said to have magical powers that make people feel sad or happy."

Let me just tell you that writing a four page paper (single-spaced) about corporate and local codes of conduct isn't nearly as much fun as reading about gnomes.

I've really gotten tired of blogging. It's not that exciting anymore. Maybe I'll have some more inspiration to do it in the future.
Anyway, today was the superbowl. I don't pay much attention to football, but I did catch that the colts won. What does this information do for me? Nothing really. What does this information do for avid football fans? It either elates them or crushes them. I've never understood football. I probably never will. I do like a good sci-fi, though. I can understand those.

This is Clark Gable. He was an actor that played in movies from the 1920's to the 60's, though he was more prominent during the 30's and 40's. He is best known for his role as Rhett Butler in Gone With the Wind.

The Postal Service has a song titled Clark Gable. That's the real reason for this post. I just wanted a shameless excuse to increase awareness for The Postal Service, because they deserve it.

sloppy, slovenly sloths

As you may well have noticed, there is now a picture of a sloth on emptycdwallet's sidebar. Don't be disturbed; the more you look at it the less freaked out by it you will be. It is a little bit of a strange picture, but the sloth is very cute.

Personally, I've always liked sloths. They rank in the top three of my favorite kinds of animals. I think most people don't think about them because they're too busy thinking about dogs or cats or midterm papers or court briefs. Yes indeed, the sloth is a forgotten beast, yet it is also a majestic beast, with it's three huge claws on each hand (or is it a paw?) and its dumpy, slow body. I hope this post has increased awareness for sloths. It should. I hope the sloth picture doesn't creep you out too much.

I watched a show last night on TLC about instances in the ER that rarely happen and seem to go untold. Hence, the program was rightfully named "The Untold Stories of the ER." The show phased in and out between three different stories. Each story had its very own doctor who explained the event that he saw was a part of.

My favorite story was about a woman who was brought into the ER naked with burn marks on her legs and strange, satanic paint markings on her abdomen. As the doctor was trying to get her to respond to him, because she was conscience and seemed to be aware of everything that was going on around her, he soon figured out that she was deaf. He asked her if she could read lips. In response, she nodded that she could and so he continued to speak to her while he sent for someone who could sign. What happens next is creepy. She motioned the doctor to come closer to her. Immediately after he bent down close to her head, she jumped up and started to strangle him while blabbering some kind of satanic jabber. It took all four nurses, according to the dramatization, to get her off of him and pin her down. Now the doctor is totally clueless to really anything that's going on: the burns on her legs and the sudden change in behavior. Not short after the attack, the woman's psychiatrist calls in and informs the doctor and his nurses that the woman has multiple personalities. The deaf personality was one of the nice ones, but the personality of the one who was an occultist was trying to purify herself by killing the deaf one. The psychiatrist informed the doctor that there was another personality, a nice one who was not deaf and mute, that also existed and was aware of the conflicts between the other two. When the doctor went back to his patient, the nice, normal person personality had now come into the forefront of the picture. For the remainder of her stay, she kept this personality. The doctor had some people from the psychiatric ward come to interview her. According to him, they would take better care of her than her normal psychiatrist.

If you don't believe me that this actually happened, you should consider that I saw it on TLC, which stands for "The Learning Channel." With a name like that, how could it not have happened?

Here are my top ten favorite radiohead songs. They are in no particular order and not very much thought has been put into it. So here's my list as best as I can present it in a short amount of time:

-"Where I End and You Begin"
-"Climbing Up the Walls"
-How To Disappear Completely"
-"Fake Plastic Tree"
-"Myxomatosis"
-"Let Down"
-"Everything In Its Right Place"
-"Exit Music (For a Film)"
-"The National Anthem"
-"No Surprises"

That's probably not a very accurate list, but these are some of my favorites, even though the majority of radiohead's music is pretty much my favorite.

Here in this photograph I was documenting the life of the wealthy aristocratic canine. It seems so wrong that in this day and age there is an ever increasing chasm between the dogs on the street and the ones that live so comfortably with loving masters who dote on them and take good care of them. This is America! This is the land of opportunity! But no! Only a handful of dogs are ever able to make the jump from the poor stray to the affluent best friend!

You know what pisses me off? The fact that Wal-Mart is starting to implement Subway as the new fast-food store in its stores. Basically, Wal-Mart is unwilling to admit that it is a big nasty megacompany that distorts beautiful land by building its ugly, albeit convenient, stores. Wal-Mart knows that there are many people out there who are disappointed with it---the way it treats it's "associates," the shoddyness of some of its goods, the ugleness of its buildings. So, in an effort to redeem themselves and wash their hands of all that people disapprove of them for, they've decided to replace McDonalds with Subway because:
A) Subway is healthy(er) and
B) Micky D's is a big and evil company, too, and is at constant emnity with Wal-Mart because of power struggle. Truthfully, I don't honestly know why Wal-Mart made the switch other than it's better for it's image---yes, it's powerful, brazen image.

So why am I actually pissed off? I wasn't able to get something off of the McDonalds Dollar Menu during thanksgiving when I was a Wally World with my mom and sistor. I was pretty hungry and I needed immediate satisfaction for my stomach; although, I don't really know if I would call the food at McDonalds "satifaction for the stomach."

Have a good day. I hope that none of you guys have to go to Wal-Mart or McDonalds any time soon.

It's 1 o'clock in the morning here in my bedroom in ye olde Lubbock, TX. I'm drinking an IBC root beer while listening to "Trains to Brazil" by the Guillemots, who incidently, aren't that good. I can hear the tremendous winds howling by window as they speed through the small section of space between our house and the neighbors'. I am now listening to "You're It" by Halloween, Alaska, which incidently, is a beautiful song. It's a little later and my root beer is more in my stomach and less in its glass container.

"You're it,
the silver on a little cloud.
You're it,
and this is the shit that I've been talking about.
You're it,
the sickness in a thinning crowd.
Your it,
and this is the shit that I've been talking about."

There are two things you should know about me.

1) Octopi have eight tentacles, and

2) I like IBC Root Beer ...a lot.

I've got a picture---a really cool looking picture. I've got a Jesus picture on the green wall of my bedroom. It's only 6" x 5". It's not very big. It's humble. It's gentle. I like it because the portrayal of Jesus Christ in this picture is not very representational. It has an abstract quality that intensifies the humble posture of His body and the solemn look on His face. It reminds me of how the greatest King is a most majestic servant who refused to open His mouth in the face of accusation and death because of His wonderful love and obedience. Totally left alone, He bore the weight of sin and shame fully upon Himself. It was heavy but He was God. He conquered that hefty burden. He's good. He's the very image of Almighty God, both as fierce as a warrior and gentle as a shepherd.

I really like that Jesus picture on the green wall of my bedroom.

"She Has No Time"

If you haven't heard of Keane, you should check this beauty out. If you have heard of Keane and never heard this song, you should check this beauty out. If you have heard of Keane and have checked this beauty out, I hope you are swelling with emotion as you read this.

Why Not Try to Possess Some Mystic? It Will Make You Feel Cool to Yourself, and You'll Be Healthier, More Positive, and Better at Decision-Making.

I realize that a lot of people like to express and even pour out their feelings in their online journals/blogs. I don't think I put to much of my inner feelings on my blog. To do so would mean that I'd be showing my humanity before an audience I'm not too sure I would really be comfortable doing that with. Nonetheless, I hope that my little blog here lacks no depth, which can be hard to conjure up if you don't express the inner recesses of your souled self. So, in order to prescribe my blog some depth, here's something Picasso said:

"Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life."

You can do with that quote whatever you want. Picasso is sort of a misfit in some circles, and some people just might want to disregard it. I remember being taught growing up that he was a creep, wierdo, and the devil's best friend (I'm kidding about the devil's best friend, but it sounds funny and legalistic.).