On vacation in the land of no signal and no lines. Which in fact is a reversed lie. I thought I'd have cell signal but no internet, as it turns out, I can have internet if I walk a few miles, and I have no cell coverage... Well I guess that's just life.
Now it may or may not be due to the fact that I've been thinking about it all day, but I just read something for fun that I have read many times in the past. This time however I came to the conclusion that a section of what I was reading was a blatant sexual pun and full of imagery I had never seen before. The things you notice man, it's amazing.
If you have the time check out page 28 of the Washington Post May 8, 2008. They have an article titled "New 'Trek' Star Is a Chip Off the Old Spock" Just under the picture caption "Zachary Quinto prepared to play Spock in the new "Star Wars" by working with the man who first embodied the character, Leonard Nimoy." Now aside from strangely capitalizing the word 'is' how is it they could mix up Star Wars and Star Trek? Even worse, where was the editor who put the one caption right above the title. I guess this is the reason that people no longer read news papers, or maybe this is a sign that the Post has fired all of its editors... hard to say...
Lately I've been on a BogusRed kick. Not exactly sure why other than the fact that it was her who played the one song I was serious about wanting in my weding.
Speaking of weddings, a rogue thought occurred to me. I think, and don't get me wrong, that I need a girl who does not feel that she deserves me. Better, or worse, I don't care either she's doing me a favor or I'm doing her one, but either way why would I want someone who lacks a sense of gratefulness given or taken. Granted, it sounds dumb and like a bad idea, but it can't be the worst idea I've ever had right.
Well now on to actually talk about the vacation. Well, my brother has been gloomy, some of my extended family are going through hard family times, but I love these people. They have a sort of humor that I don't find anywhere else. It's dumb but its awesome. A great blend of feigned ignorance. I fear for the health of my uncle as his breathing and movement seemed labored. I also fear for the family of my aunt... But such things are not for me to discuss here as I know none of the particulars. My cousin is now a freshman in highschool and has grown into a well rounded know-it-all-punk who seems bent on making people set him in his place. He did beat me in pingpong though. But for the most part he is a high percentage arrogance and a low percentage real knowledge. Though such things are as they should be and soon he will back his thoughts with wisdom hopefully and grow into a smart cocky highschooler. And as a side note, I forgot deodorant.
If the year was another and time younger, I think I would do well to be a warlord. I wonder about this still today though warfare has changed. I feel like in simpler times with nothing to loose I could have marched across the land and I could have killed those unfortunate enough to fight against me for whatever cause brought me honor. My thoughts wander here still today, as I have not much to give up in life or death. I fear if things continue as they are, being jobless and purposeless (by this I mean without cause of a family to make my own) I will eventually give in to war and abandon that which I know. I knew one before who did the same, it may not be the best choice, but it would be a choice. I grow sick of sitting around here waiting on those who do not come or call, women and men
both.
Shall I reach heaven by violence then?
I know this sounds odd, this letter is written in my time which I have abundant in sacks and piles to muse over as it is spent and thrown into the fire. But once gone what then shall I do but spend the rest of it wishing I had more. Is not the mortal myth man?
Where is my chrono trigger? Why can I not turn back time and save myself? Will the dragon win the tale? My blade is rusted and my body broken, my spirit soon to follow, I cannot do this alone.
My body burns as if by the face of the sun, and my mind boils and spins. I ache and am tired yet find no rest, no satisfaction in myself or my time alone. Others do not content me though I may laugh and smile. What am I?
I am a writer as defined by my quality of writing. But all is for naught if my words do not take root and grow in the fertile minds which they reach. Do not take me lightly. Know me that I may never know you the same.
P.S. I think I share too much with you, If I said less you would see me as stronger, but it shall be my vow to be more positive.
P.P.S. Never again writing in notepad to spell check in word to paste in blogger...
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