Randomness Inc.

I haven’t written anything on here in awhile!

Sad. Too bad I don’t have more inspiration or creativity right now… I just got off work.

The End.

MMMMERRRRRYYYYYY CHRISTMAS!  HO HO HO!! SEASONS GREETINGS, “HAPPY HOLIDAYS” AND EVERYTHING ELSE!

TIS THE SEASON TO BE MERRRRRRYYYYYYY CHRISTMASING!!  HO HO HO!!!

-santa

Well I tried the new theme for a bit, but evidently there’s some bad coding and junk that was a little funky and junk, so we’re switching back to Inanis for a bit.  Until I can find a theme that is as well set up as this one and aesthetically more pleasing we’ll be sticking to this guy.

Today I visited the elementary school of my childhood.  Walking into the building I was nearly brought to my knees as a torrential downpour of memories assaulted my optic sensors.  There were the stairs, going to the upstairs.  There were the other stairs going to the downstairs.  Stairs!! YES!

I went to school in a small one room schoolhouse for the first six years of my elementary education.  Yes.  A one room schoolhouse. No, there are barely any of them left anymore.  Am I special?  Well I can’t say, but heck yes. I was actually in The New York Times (whoopty doo right?), which for me… was a pretty special moment.  To clarify, the New York Times didn’t really write about me specifically, but if I could find the article (ya, that’s impossible) I do have a cameo appearance which is pretty amazing.

I miss that school though.  Saying that I went to a one room schoolhouse for elementary education makes me seem really old.  All I need to say next is that I rode my horse to school everyday or something… that would really date me (I only rode horse to school one time… and that was just for fun).  I’m not very old.

Today the school boasts a booming populi of 6 young squires, beemishly ready to learn and explore the great realms of science, philosophy, maths, and everything else. And I almost envy them.  They get to grow up and live in the greatest place in the whole wide world.

Ever since Zombieland I’ve been craving a good twinkie, and I finally, today, the seventeenth (according to this blog, eighteenth) of December, I got my hands on 10 of the little goodies.  Yes.  You hear me right. TEN.  I intrepidly cracked open the box and to my surprise there the little gems were.  I almost expected something to be wrong with them, seeing as well… I had been watching Zombieland, but I whipped out a few and they looked blessedly normal.  Three or four later I contently closed the box and cracked open my nearby bottle of cold Chai to wash down the wonder of what remained from my delightful expedition into the unknown.

Of course, no twinkie adventure would be complete without the small package that was open already and contained the dried up remains of an extra half of a twinkie that had no business being where it was.  I eyed it and tenaciously peeled back the wrapper, slowly moving the strange apparition towards the gateway to my gastronomic passage.  It looked willing, almost begging me to eat it, inching out of its package slowly.  Inches, centimeters, millimeters from my mouth and then a cockroach popped out.  I mulled it over for a second, but decided that the cream on the inside was a bit too white… so I threw it away and grabbed the next package, palpable electricity of excitement dancing through my arms and fingers.

It was good.  It tasted like the physical embodiment of good intentions… Slowly paving my small intestines with a little yellow brick road leading straight to… well.  something not so nice as a gumdrop forest.

At any rate.  Now I am drinking some delightful sweet tea, which is essentially the greatest drink this world has ever known.  Trying to describe it with flowery words and meaningless fluff could not do it justice, so I won’t even try.  It’s good stuff.

So i found this little gem today.  Pretty funny :)  Watch it full screen to capture all the awesomeness.

This here is a tribute to the greatest president of my lifetime.  A man who carried himself with great dignity, humility, and upright character.  A man who, not even a year into his presidency, was thrown into a tragedy that would define the rest of his presidency.  He chose a path that would bode great conflict domestically and abroad; a path that was the right path to take.

A great thing about this president is that not only did he make the right decisions and do what was right for our country, he did it whilst being criticized by the mass media and many politicians.  He was not well loved coming out of his presidency, but now that the dust has settled from the dirt clods hurled at him from all sides, people are starting to realize that “Hey, we didn’t have it so bad after all.”  No, we didn’t have it so bad, we had it pretty darn good.  Was he perfect?  Nope.  Did he make some mistakes? Of course.  But did he own up to those mistakes and take the blame like a man?  YES.  Time may remember him for his lack-luster speaking skills, or it may remember him for his great policies and how he kept Americans safe, it’s up in the air.  I will do my part to make sure a few people remember him for what he truly was, a strong leader and a great man.

I’m talking about one George W. Bush.  A president that people may one day recognize as a great man and president.  A president that perhaps people will stop blaming for their problems (my sons a brat, it’s Bush’s fault!). A president that tried to move away from big government, all while dealing with terrorist threats and appeasing the Left.   A real president of the REAL U.S.A.

It’s about time we see the same from our present administration.

Monkey Island.  There be insanely great games in those waters.  Seriously though.  I just don’t understand why LucasArts canned its best game series of all time, of ALL TIME (not a Kanye reference… just coincidence).  It’s insanity.  The Monkey Island games are insanely addicting, and even though the newest one (all 3D and stuff) fell short of the standard, it was still enjoyable (for us diehards).  I just don’t understand why they won’t make more.  Seriously.  SERIOUSLY.  Ok, they have to be about the simplest games to make these days.  You could make them for dirt cheap with a small group of people dedicated to it, and they could sell them for dirt cheap and make a nice little profit.  The game could come out for Wii and Computer, and it would obliterate all other games.  There needs to be a Return to Monkey Island.  No joke.  I’d play it just for the soundtrack, even if it blew chunks.

I just want assignments and finals to be over. Then I want to sleep for 14 hours straight.

The End.

Obama pardoned a turkey named Courage* this year.  Well Obama, you promised change, and i think it’s about time a Chicken was pardoned.  Why are you hating on the chickens of the world?  They deserve equal rights as the turkey.  I think that we should pay the chickens a few billion dollars (for fowl treatment of them) and close Chick Fil A for good.  It’s simply time for equal standing with chickens and turkeys alike, and if we can’t bring chickens up to the level of turkeys by glory we’ll bring turkeys down to the level of chickens.

-PETA

*Ok this is off topic… but seriously?  Can you do anything that isn’t so fricken serious with underlying messages?  You’re making my head hurt (and it’s not from the wittiness of your messages). And now that i’m finished with that little rant, looking back at my post I am filled with a great sense of irony…