Demented Stick Cartoon #2

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Why I wouldn’t vote for Hillary Clinton…

I rarely watch television anymore… if I do, its a movie or the weather. I don’t even bother to watch the news anymore. Care to know the reason why? Because every single time I even think about watching MSNBC or CNN, there’s always something about a dope in Hollywood or a dope who’s running for President. I made a comment to my Mum a few days ago while watching CNN that it’s getting pretty difficult to distinguish between the antics of Hollywood and the drama of politics.

It wasn’t until the 3AM commercials that I hit my limit. I was absolutely perplexed at how Hillary Clinton could manage to get away with something like that. The commercial makes no sense whatsoever. What kind of moron would call the White House at 3AM? Why, someone from the other side of the world, of course! Maybe Sarkozy didn’t remember the extensive time difference between the U.S. and France. Maybe Ahmadinejad just wanted to call and see how the weather is in D.C… who knows?

All I know is it’s quite possibly the lamest commercial I’ve seen this year. She should’ve wasted her money on something that made a bit more sense.

To be perfectly honest, I’m glad I can’t vote in this year’s election. Even if I wasn’t only 17, I wouldn’t bother for the simple fact that I feel none of the candidates have the required credentials to hold the honorary title of President of the United States.

That’s my two cents.

Strange men at GameStop and Keyboredom.

I set this post up quite awhile ago as a draft… apparently I never got around to writing about what I wanted to a few weeks ago, which was my interesting experience in GameStop. I was standing in line waiting to buy the Platinum Edition of Guild Wars and I was behind two semi-old guys (over 40) who happened to be rambling on about online RPG’s. The guy on the left was about 6’5″, heavyset, and he reminded me of the character in the movies who’s sitting at the computer in the dark with a Mountain Dew  and he’s trying to hack into the Federal Government terminal. The guy on the right was a little bit shorter, but he looked like something that came up from the Underworld – sketchy, long green rain jacket, wild grayish hair… and he reeked of cigarettes and a noticeable lack of proper hygienic care. For some reason he kept bragging about his level 35 paladin… and the fat guy said something about kids being “kleptomaniacs” or whatever. I had a blast of a time laughing to myself… it was amazing how much self control was needed to keep from interjecting into the conversation to say something about my level 43 warrior, just to be a smart ass. Hell, I didn’t even know which game they were talking about… but all RPG’s have a warrior class, so it’d be legit.

Anyway, that’s my GameStop story from a few weeks ago. In other funny news, I was extremely bored today and I decided to take all the keys off my keyboard to clean it.Arrows

Keyboard

Note the “ROFL” and “UP”. Yep, rofl up!

F and J had to be in the same spot… but I had no idea that X found its way home. No idea if I’ll change it… probably not.

Anyway, g’night.

Is it the chef that makes the food good, or is it the ingredients?

The inspiration for such a question came from my grandmother while I was eating lunch this afternoon. I was sitting at the counter eating one of those Stouffer’s Macaroni and Cheese things, and she mentioned something about how everyone says she “makes the best macaroni and cheese in the world.”  I plead no contest, of course… but it left me to wonder.  Here’s how my train of thought went on over the next two minutes –

  • “In the world”?  Hmm…. she hasn’t even been in a contest for the county fair… I’m not sure about worldly acclaim.
  • Ingredients.  Everyone can use the same ingredients.
  • If there was a food tasting competition specifically for macaroni and cheese… and everyone used the same ingredients… would it taste the same?
  • What if it didn’t?

No, I’m not crazy.  I just happen to think a lot when I’m eating.  You know… the kind of deep thoughts that no one but the thinker could possibly give a damn about.

Anyway, the concept bothered me.  It still does.  Doesn’t it make sense that if everyone does the same thing (or uses the same ingredients), then it should come out exactly the same?  Could I be missing something?  Is there some sort of magical chef dust that makes everything taste “just right”?  I know the concept of The Secret Ingredient, but in my opinion it’s cheating.  If you’re claiming that your macaroni and cheese is the best in the world and you use a teaspoon of Mrs. Dash or whatever, it doesn’t count.  No sir, that’s an unfair advantage.

Ho-hum… such a strange concept.  But one I can’t dwell on any longer.

3rd period pre-birthday ramblings….

Well, I’m glad to say that my last day of being 16 is going pretty well…  I’m wasting my time sitting here in the library during 3rd period study hall (should be doing math homework, but I don’t have the assignment numbers written down, so that’s a little tough to do).  I figured, “Why not write in the wordpress thing?”

So here I am.

Anyway, the day’s outlook seemed grim when my iPod died this morning… I thought I charged it on Friday, but because it’s almost 3 years old it doesn’t hold the charge that it used to… and I’m not paying $150 for a new battery.  I know they’re fairly cheap, but mine is the discontinued iPod Photo 20gig model… so there.  Stupid iPod.

The mood changed, however, when a good friend brought in my early birthday present – six chocolate-covered strawberries from the local chocolate shop.  These things are HUGE… and delicious, too!  I had one in homeroom.  It made a mess and must’ve been quite the feat to watch, but it was well worth it.  I’ll probably have another one at lunch, so long as they hold up in my locker.

Tomorrow’s weather is looking like quite the birthday gift:

Tomorrow: A chance of rain early, then possibly mixing with sleet, freezing rain, or snow, with temperatures dropping from north to south throughout the day.
Sunset: 5:49pm

Temps: 40° early, then dropping by afternoon

 
Tomorrow Night: Cloudy skies. Rainy at times, could mix with sleet or freezing rain.

Wind: East 5-15 mph

Low: 32°

Damn you, weather.  Damn damn damn you.  Way to make my birthday foggy and rainy.  Jerk.

Soggy weather aside, I’m pretty excited for my gift (even though it won’t get here until ’round Thursday)  Here be it… the Tony Dixon Traditional Brass Whistle in D.  It’s nice… very very nice.  Only around $25, too.  Much better than the cheaper whistles, which go for around $6-$10.  I hear this one’s reliable, and if it’s reliable then I want it.  Heh heh. Now the only trick is going to be learning how to play it.  They’re supposed to be relatively easy, but I’m jumping in with a whistle that set the standard for many a player.  I’m like that – I never take the easy way.  Always have to just jump right in there and see what’s what.  Nothing wrong with that, I guess.

Anyway, I’m not sure if I should either try to find the math assignment or just crash around on here some more.  I’m thinking that I prefer the latter… mainly because I’m in the typing mood and the library is unusually quiet today.  Almost disturbingly quiet, believe it or not.

I supposeI could boast about the “A” I got on an English project that I half-assed the night before it was due…  We had to choose between three ideas for “The Catcher in the Rye” – a soundtrack, a book cover, or a psychology report.  Of course I picked soundtrack… my music library of well-over 4,000 songs had to have something that would go along with that weird-ass book.

Anyway, I was up until about one in the morning trying to find five different songs for five different scenes… most of them didn’t even have lyrics and my CD burner was being a moron, so I thought I was screwed in that respect.  But I pressed on, wrote decent descriptions of the songs, and voile!  I got the grading sheet back and there was a beautiful “A” stamped right on the “Final grade” line.  Put a big smile on my face!  The only other project that surprised me like that was the report on Carl Sandburg.  I guess I should be emphasizing my strengths in English when it comes to colleges… math and science just aren’t my thing, I guess.  Heh heh.

Period’s almost over, so I should be getting out of here.  I enjoyed the nice little retreat from reality for a period… though I hope I don’t get shot for not having my math.  Oh well… I’m sure I understand the stuff just fine.  Haha.  No, seriously… this is the first time all year that I actually understand what we’re doing.  Amazing!!!