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The 4th of July Rant
Along with Independence Day, why don't we celebrate the anniversary of the implementation of the Consitution. I think it is a far more important holiday than that of the 4th of July - Why you ask? - Let me tell you, since the end of the Cold War we are the undisputed heavyweight champions of the world, and the end of that reign doesn't seem to be on the horizon. So patting ourselves on the back for a close war that took place almost a quarter of a millenium ago, really doesn't do all that much for me - yes, without it, we wouldn't be a country, etc.. but I'm not looking to get rid of Independence Day, but maybe add a little bit of flavor, if you will. Meanwhile, just over a fifth of a millenium ago, we did something never done before, we implemented this great document which afforded its citizens freedoms to a degree never before experimented with; the Constitution. The document that has created the world's only superpower; and ya know, freedom to a lot of things that we take for granted today. Yes, the people who maintained it post-implementation (read: amendments) had a hand in it, but it all started with that little document being ratified. Thus, I propose we make it a national holiday on the scale that all other national holiday's are to be compared up against it. I want parades, I want fireworks, I want a 24-hour news channel to scroll the Constitution twice an hour, every hour at :15 and :45 after the hour. I want PBS sing-alongs of our favorite American songs- the ones that are all about this land that we love, the free, and the home of the brave! I want the History channel to run a special hour-long show that documents the history of the Constitution from conception to present. It would be great! And best of all, no work and no school - Yay national holidays! And we can all get together and have byob bbq's with our friends and neighbors! Think about it, it'll be great. Hell we can just tack it on to Independence Day - wouldn't that be ironic. Combining Independence Day with another national holiday, one which is completely dependent on Independence Day. Mind-blowing, isn't it. -- I digress, but wouldn't it be cool? Write your senator!
Slightly altered from its original form to update it for the times. As will likely happen again next year.
Current Events
I went shopping on Saturday, and spent a sizable sum of money on new clothes. Something I hadn't done in at least a year. Six new shirts (all of which are quite snazzy), two pairs of shorts (one khaki, one jean), two things of socks, and four pairs of boxers. And in the course of the day, completed my shopping experience with an Orange Julius, no shopping experience can becomplete without Orange Julius - and it's a good rejuvenator! On the drive back, Mikey called me to tell me he'd met Gary Payton, which is pretty cool. And it took my focus off the reckless driving of Scott. I shan't be a passenger to his driver ever again. Going down 36 (nobody ever goes up 36, why is that?) at 90mph, weaving in and out of traffic is not something I want to be a party to, thank you very much. Anyway, Gary Payton came into Mikey's shop, and they had to close it, because there were so many people outside trying to get in. Mr. "The Glove" autographed a couple grand of merchandise and did a bit of shopping (all complimentary for the increased value his signature gave to merchandise he wasn't purchasing). Good stuff.
Last night, Mari went with Arwyn to trivia night at O'Callahans (or some similarly named Pub), but it was a bust and so they came back to the flat/ranch/apartment, what have you, and we hung out and talked. Mari invited James over, Arwyn selected Willow as the movie we would be watching. At the pub Mari had a beer, and when she came back she had some wine. During the course of the rest of the evening, she had a total of a glass of wine and two and two-thirds beers. At one hundred and fifteen pounds, her world was spinning. She would fall asleep, wake up a few minutes, and wake up with a loud gasp, grasping for something to stabilize her. Twice she woke up, didn't quite yell my name, and grabbed my hand/arm, which put off James in a number of ways. He text messaged Mari early this morning wishing to remain friends, seeing as things weren't working out so well.
Continuing to read Patriot Games, the pages fly on by. I heart Tom Clancy. Brandon is flying back to Denver this week, and we'll probably hang out sometime this or next weekend. Good times will be had. Erin is moving cross-country later this month, and may have a slight detour to crash at my place and hang out for a bit before she completes her move. After her move, I don't know when I'll see her again next, so sad. We'll talk and email and what not, but we won't have Scully-Erin days for a long, long while, which is terribly sad.
Took care of the collaborative film for my Super-8 class. It was okay, some things I would do differently today than I did yesterday. But hey, them's the breaks. Mari starred as Grasshopper, and gave one of the best "Nooooooooo!" yells of all time. I was Master, and was killed by a poisonous dart. She comes over to my lifeless corpse, is sad for a moment, and yells toward the sky. But it was a shaky no, which was just too damned funny. The corpse chuckled. Oops. And it's a shame we don't capture sound on the film. :(
In the finale, Mari had to kick Dee(sp?) in the balls, and she actually did. She was so embarassed, it was hilarious! She turned red, and was laughing hysterically out of both embarassment and discomfort at having made contact. Beautiful shot though.
The 4th of July Rant
Along with Independence Day, why don't we celebrate the anniversary of the implementation of the Consitution. I think it is a far more important holiday than that of the 4th of July - Why you ask? - Let me tell you, since the end of the Cold War we are the undisputed heavyweight champions of the world, and the end of that reign doesn't seem to be on the horizon. So patting ourselves on the back for a close war that took place almost a quarter of a millenium ago, really doesn't do all that much for me - yes, without it, we wouldn't be a country, etc.. but I'm not looking to get rid of Independence Day, but maybe add a little bit of flavor, if you will. Meanwhile, just over a fifth of a millenium ago, we did something never done before, we implemented this great document which afforded its citizens freedoms to a degree never before experimented with; the Constitution. The document that has created the world's only superpower; and ya know, freedom to a lot of things that we take for granted today. Yes, the people who maintained it post-implementation (read: amendments) had a hand in it, but it all started with that little document being ratified. Thus, I propose we make it a national holiday on the scale that all other national holiday's are to be compared up against it. I want parades, I want fireworks, I want a 24-hour news channel to scroll the Constitution twice an hour, every hour at :15 and :45 after the hour. I want PBS sing-alongs of our favorite American songs- the ones that are all about this land that we love, the free, and the home of the brave! I want the History channel to run a special hour-long show that documents the history of the Constitution from conception to present. It would be great! And best of all, no work and no school - Yay national holidays! And we can all get together and have byob bbq's with our friends and neighbors! Think about it, it'll be great. Hell we can just tack it on to Independence Day - wouldn't that be ironic. Combining Independence Day with another national holiday, one which is completely dependent on Independence Day. Mind-blowing, isn't it. -- I digress, but wouldn't it be cool? Write your senator!
Slightly altered from its original form to update it for the times. As will likely happen again next year.
Current Events
I went shopping on Saturday, and spent a sizable sum of money on new clothes. Something I hadn't done in at least a year. Six new shirts (all of which are quite snazzy), two pairs of shorts (one khaki, one jean), two things of socks, and four pairs of boxers. And in the course of the day, completed my shopping experience with an Orange Julius, no shopping experience can becomplete without Orange Julius - and it's a good rejuvenator! On the drive back, Mikey called me to tell me he'd met Gary Payton, which is pretty cool. And it took my focus off the reckless driving of Scott. I shan't be a passenger to his driver ever again. Going down 36 (nobody ever goes up 36, why is that?) at 90mph, weaving in and out of traffic is not something I want to be a party to, thank you very much. Anyway, Gary Payton came into Mikey's shop, and they had to close it, because there were so many people outside trying to get in. Mr. "The Glove" autographed a couple grand of merchandise and did a bit of shopping (all complimentary for the increased value his signature gave to merchandise he wasn't purchasing). Good stuff.
Last night, Mari went with Arwyn to trivia night at O'Callahans (or some similarly named Pub), but it was a bust and so they came back to the flat/ranch/apartment, what have you, and we hung out and talked. Mari invited James over, Arwyn selected Willow as the movie we would be watching. At the pub Mari had a beer, and when she came back she had some wine. During the course of the rest of the evening, she had a total of a glass of wine and two and two-thirds beers. At one hundred and fifteen pounds, her world was spinning. She would fall asleep, wake up a few minutes, and wake up with a loud gasp, grasping for something to stabilize her. Twice she woke up, didn't quite yell my name, and grabbed my hand/arm, which put off James in a number of ways. He text messaged Mari early this morning wishing to remain friends, seeing as things weren't working out so well.
Continuing to read Patriot Games, the pages fly on by. I heart Tom Clancy. Brandon is flying back to Denver this week, and we'll probably hang out sometime this or next weekend. Good times will be had. Erin is moving cross-country later this month, and may have a slight detour to crash at my place and hang out for a bit before she completes her move. After her move, I don't know when I'll see her again next, so sad. We'll talk and email and what not, but we won't have Scully-Erin days for a long, long while, which is terribly sad.
Took care of the collaborative film for my Super-8 class. It was okay, some things I would do differently today than I did yesterday. But hey, them's the breaks. Mari starred as Grasshopper, and gave one of the best "Nooooooooo!" yells of all time. I was Master, and was killed by a poisonous dart. She comes over to my lifeless corpse, is sad for a moment, and yells toward the sky. But it was a shaky no, which was just too damned funny. The corpse chuckled. Oops. And it's a shame we don't capture sound on the film. :(
In the finale, Mari had to kick Dee(sp?) in the balls, and she actually did. She was so embarassed, it was hilarious! She turned red, and was laughing hysterically out of both embarassment and discomfort at having made contact. Beautiful shot though.
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