Let me Tell you Something...

a thought on the Disabled.

2006-04-24T21:36:00.000-07:00

Ok...so this was something i had written for awhile, but I don't know when...so I apologize. Sue Me.

To what extent will people go to make disabled people comfortable with themselves? Often times, I feel like we only do the bare minimum, and really only because "The Man" makes us. But I wonder which is worse, not enough, or too much? The reason I pose the question is because i was reading an article in the Tribune about how the Chicago Public Schools make blind kids take drivers ed.

What the Fuck? Are you serious?

I mean, why would you make a kid who can't see take driver's Ed? What purpose would that serve? Lets take a look at what you learn in drivers Ed:

A. You learn how to drive. Blind kids don't need that.

B. You learn what the different signs mean. Blind kids can't see, remember?

C. You learn the rules of the road. See A-B.

I love the Chicago Public Schools...its one of the most improved in the country. But this is just dumb. At my highschool...Driver's Ed was an elective, mainly because there were private options as well. So if this is indeed mandatory, as the article has implied(I can't remember if it was actually stated or not), then why is it mandatory? Why should a kid have to take it if they are disabled, or if they simply don't plan on driving ever? Give the kid a chance to take a class that brings more to the table if he/she doesn't want to/can't drive? Is it mandatory in an effort to make them feel "normal?" Who gives a flying shit? A teen that is Blind or Deaf or otherwise disabled knows that he/she can't drive and has already come to terms with it. Why make them succumb to the torture that is Drivers Ed?

Drivers Ed Sucked man. Biggest waste of 4-5 months(including the supervised driving thing). Fucking Drivers Ed.

kids?

2006-04-24T19:56:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I sympathize with those people that don't want children, because although most may say that they don't want kids because they are little bastards, I feel like there are deeper and more personal reasons instead, that are really driving the issue.

When one thinks about children, one goes straight to an ideal. Today as I daydream about kids ~~(Because i'm weird like that)~~, I immediately go to her perfect little finders and toes, big bright brown eyes, and then I think about how I will spoil her rotten, be her best friend and a stern but fair father, kicking boys asses, and all of the amazing things we will do as a family. I want to give her a very open and well rounded life, you know?

But once a child is born into this world, those dreams, even though they have the potential to totally become reality, are now laced with a countdown; a timer, to which the end means no more oppurtunities to love, care, and be with him/her. If you missed a baseball game, or a recital, or even her first steps, there's no going back to it. For all intensive purposes, you're ~~fucked~~ screwed. And for some, that timer runs much quicker than others, which makes it even more horrifying. From the Moment your Child is born, it becomes a Game of Catch-up. And the idea of catch-up, no matter how you look at it, will always tarnish happiness.

So the question then becomes, is it worth it to have a child? And although i obviously over-thought this, as I usually over-think everything, I can honestly and easily say that I am very willing to choose a real daughter over an imaginary one, for better or worse. haha.

"It is better to have Love and Lost, than to never have Loved at all."

i love latin girls.

2005-12-06T18:37:00.000-08:00

Seriously, is it wrong for me to think that, although Indian girls are plenty beautiful...i've been fortunate enough to meet some, date one, you know...BUT...that's not the point of my posting here today. No, no, no. It is the Latin girls i salute today. From Mexican, to Dominican, Haitian, Cuban, and Brazillian...you ladies know no bounds to your beauty. Yes, there are those who look more like donkeys than people...but that goes for any race. But i don't know, the tan and smooth skin, and they're eyes...and everything, i just feel like they are the goddesses of the world, you know what i mean? For once, i would like to meet a pretty latina lady that likes me, hahaha. That will BE AWESOME. anyway, for the 3 people who read this...i wanted to post some ideal ladies...

For the others that read this, and think, "what the fuck is this?", i'm sorry, i will resume my politics later this week, i have a lot, i just needed to get this out since it was fresh. :)

Fuck you, Peanuts.

2005-11-28T22:30:00.000-08:00

I suppose it was inevitable that although I wanted to make this blog as secular to my life as possible, sometimes things get into the news that directly relates to you, and you can't help it...you know? And besides, I get the feeling sometimes to express random shit that isn't necessarily on the news; like how i hate birds..:)

http://www.cnn.com/2005/HEALTH/conditions/11/28/kiss.death.ap/index.html

Can you believe that...a girl died from a kiss from her boy that ate a fucking snickers bar! They can't say snickers because that would be advertising, and I bet you snickers called up CNN and said to them, "Don't say fucking Snickers because people will get mad! kthxbyebye!" or some shit. But you know its Snickers...it seems like everyone but the 1.5 million people that are allergic to peanuts eat Snickers all the time.

What really scares me is that this is possible. When I almost died, I ate a lot of fucking peanuts. And by a lot, I mean that I ate, in total, probably one full peanut. Can you believe that? I can squash the lil bitches in my hands, but have to wear gloves because just touching them will kill me. Getting sick off a kiss though? I feel like I have just been restricted to dating anyone that likes peanuts, for fear of dying if I kiss her and she ate some of the bloated looking peanut M&Ms. 50 to 100 people die each year from peanuts. I feel like that's not a lot...but I still don't want one of those 50 to be me!

And what happens in the future, with my family? I cannot let them live with not eating peanuts ever again, especially my kids. If they don't have the allergy, they should be allowed to taste it and enjoy it if they want. But I couldn't bear to tell them, " Sorry Ayame (what i want to name my girl), I cannot play with you until you wash your mouth, brush your teeth, and wash your hands; basically sweetie, you have to de-contaminate yourself for daddy...can you do that?"

Fuck that. I will die...i don't care.

I just feel like this allergy is so confining. For those that don't know, i am your classic Uber Nerd. I was born with 3 allergies...milk, eggs, and peanuts. How fucked up is that? And i had the super huge aviator lens when i was four, so that didn't help the situation either, haha.(i'll put up a pic sometime) But imagine that as a kid; birthday parties, no cake, no cookies and milk, no cookies even, unless my mom made them; basically no to everything! Then I got over the milk thing (now I am just lactose intolerant, but only when i'm drinking pure milk) and the egg (though not entirely, i still get stomach aches) but the peanut is still alive and well, you fucking peanut proteins.

Anyway, this is not a sob story, I just want to reveal how a peanut can really piss/kill people off.

My Last words:

fuck you fucking peanuts...you killed that girl in canada and you almost killed me. i am going to make sure you and all your fucking brothers and sisters are vaporized someday...unless they find a cure...then i'll call a truce. And by the way, the monocle on your leader, Mr. Peanut or whatever POS name he has? Soooo 1950 Pansy Bitch. Fuckers.

Your Newest Children's Best Seller: Xenu and the Body Thetans.

2005-11-20T13:26:00.000-08:00

You know, when I was little, I could see all the planes that came into O'Hare in the evenings and I would think they were UFOs that were coming to my house to beam me out of my room and eat me. There were maybe like 20 planes all with their lights on, and I figured they were all gonna come and split me up, haha, and have a nice feast.

Absurd right?

Some other guy i heard had this dream; He dreamed that the world was started trillions of years ago through huge alien wars, and as the galaxy and universe was coming together, there was a tyrant named Xenu who believed the population of his world was in excess, and as a result, he froze these aliens and placed them on spaceships that look like Douglas DC-8s but with Rocket engines. They took these aliens to the volcanos on Earth, and dumped them, so that they were no longer frozen; they were dead. The souls of the dead rose up from the volcano and tried to go back to their home-world, but Xenu, who forsaw this, built huge soul catcher machines on earth and caught all of the souls and placed them in a 3-D Brainwashing facility, also built by Xenu on Earth. There the souls, called Thetans, became confused, and off kilter, and thye didn't know which side was up and down and north and south. Because of this, the souls didn't know where they were going anymore, and wandered around Earth until they found a body to move into, like humans. It is for this reason that humans have problems and confusion throughout their lives. The confusion and problems of the invaders cause humans to have those problems and confusion. The only way to rid yourself of that is to unravel the confusion, thereby bringing your Operating Thetan level higher, placing you closer and closer into a God-like state.

For real? what in the fuck is going on! You would think this would be on like strange but true stories, or th 2005 edition of "Where the Wild Things Are", but nooo, this is an actual account of the theory and "history" behind the church of scientology. Tom Cruise and John Travolta BELIEVE in this shit. I'm not saying any other theory is better...but this has ABSOLUTELY no evidence of any kind to support it. L. Ron Hubbard is a drug crazy black magic specialist...and he created this as a scheme to get money and, continues to do so to this day by turning this travesty into a religion...isn't that unreal? (see here for some evidence) I find it unbelievable that you can actually believe that shit...Hubbard's son claims that his father believed that he was able to cure cancer becuase he believed that cancer was a sexual problem, and relinquishing the sufferer of their sexual malfunctions, he would be able to cure the cancer. This coming from a man who gave his sun phenolbarbitol at 10, who performed so called "black magic" whatever that means, and who performed his own unsuccessful abortion (L. Ron Hubbard survived the trauma) with a hanger and his wife's uterus.

I realize that there is a desire in all of us to find explanations into things that we cannot figure out, and cannot be explained by science. But shouldn't our minds be innately capable of determining when some belief system or some theory is just too stupid to be possible? I would think if we are capable of higher learning, than as a default...we eliminate the possibility of believing in stupid ass shit like this. haha. I dunno...just a theory...what do you think?

We need You, James Bond.

2005-11-16T00:08:00.000-08:00

Do you ever really wonder what the deal is with this Iraq war? I mean, we know what the deal is...Bush prematurely ejaculated, and manipulated intelligence to get us to join in his sham, way before we had any real dirt to go after. Given, Saddam Hussein is a bad man, I remember in grade school we used to call him Madd Ass (Saddam backwards with an extra S...Great). But, he ran the country, you can't just go around thinking your all high and mighty and start shit just becuase you don't like it. If that were the case, I'm sure there would have been many instances that someone would have knocked Bush the Fuck out...which, as much as I hate to say it, I would be a lil upset by. And now, you're probably wondering what the post is all about. Well, its this. I'm not exactly against the war per se, I'm against how it was started, meaning the manipulation of information, and the "preemptive" grounds on which we declared it. That's total bullshit. BUT...that said, i wish we had the black ops of yesteryear. I wouldn't have minded causing a rukus with a james bond or a 007 guy fucking up shit over there in baghdad. A lil "suicide" of Saddam, or "apparent accidental explosions" in numerous al quaeda(sp?) cells, that's all good with me.

Shit, i wish i could plan that shit. How cool would it be to be in the know about black ops...you could totally just say, i think we should infiltrate and beat the shit out of osama...and they'd be like, sure, all our fucking spies tell us that he's in this cave, lets just poison his bitch ass...and then i'll just smile and say, "Osama, your ass is grass mothafucka." See, even you smiled on that one, cuz you know you want that shit. i'm all for the J. Edgar Hoover philosophy of the agencies--we need to know EVERYTHING about everyone.

Keep in mind tho...that I'm just blathering kind of, becuase there are huge implications by having all these spies and james bond's everywhere. I mean, if we're putting them all over the place in the world, what's to stop our government form putting them around us? People you thought you knew, could be feeding the government classified information about yourself! Granted..the only thing of interest about me maybe is that i fart and giggle...but that's hardly threatening...weird possibly. But unless there is absolute, unrefutable probable cause, there should be no james bonds in our country. Don't worry, in my campaign for presidency in 2032, i'll make it happen, you just be sure to vote for me...and remind me to purge this stuff in case i get into trouble!

What a Sap Follow-up.

2005-11-14T18:20:00.000-08:00

From Post Secret...I feel for her. There are just those that you were meant to be with.

What a Sap.

2005-11-14T17:56:00.000-08:00

So its about time I put a sappy sap post...I have had the desire to for a long time, and so now I'll stick it on here.

It was brought on by Grey's Anatomy; I watched it while at Panera today. By the way, have you noticed how people make cringy, mucky faces at the rain? like rain falling is nasty. I like the rain a lot, and I still make a mucky face when its falling on me. I think its because I don't like when it rains on me, but I like the rain in general..it helps fall asleep..and ooh, thunder and lightning? Badass.

Anyway, the reason I got to thinking about my sappy post is a line in the show...something about how two people can really love each other..but perhaps now was not the time for it to work. I am a hopeless romantic...I'm one of those people who believe that when you find that soulmate, true love, or that person that you really care for and love, that you'll never be able to let them go...and no matter what, they will be in your thoughts. You know those people that talk about "the one that got away"? the guy/girl that they are referring to, I think, is their true love. What else would have them thinking about it for years after they found someone else and got married and everything? Sure, you can find someone that you really care about, but will you ever have that same connection? Fuck no, I think. But I do believe that time isn't always your friend when it comes to love. Romeo and Juliet had that problem, as has every story about forbidden love. The tragedy is in the timing. Even I sometimes feel as if my timing was different...things could have been different. But that's for a different discussion. But my advice...stick to your heart, there is a reason your heart refuses to let go, there is a reason that years after you still think about him/her...you were meant to be together.

I love Craigslist....and this is why.

2005-11-10T15:50:00.000-08:00

Probably one of the funniest posts i've seen in awhile...made me tear because it was so funny.(to me at least)

Dear Lady in the Bathroom:

I wanted to reassure you that it's okay to go poo in the bathroom. That's what the bathroom is for. You don't have to wait for me to go into a stall, take off my pants, pee, wipe, pull up my pants, flush, open the door of the stall, wash my hands, check my hair, and then leave before you let that small ball of turd plop into your little porcelain basin. You see, when I walk into a bathroom, and I see someone's in a stall, I already assume that they are excreting something, whether it's #1 or #2. My goodness, it must be excruciating for you to sit there, knowing that you've got a good one turtling (you know, when your poo is kinda peering out to see if the coast is clear), when I or another woman has walked into the bathroom. I especially find it entertaining when you try to make some noise (wrestle with the TP, jingle your belt, or even flush early) to mask the plop sound or any pf or ppfs (poo farts or pre-poop farts)). I know you're doing #2, and what's more, your fake noises confirm that you are in fact in the middle of a #2. Just do it!

I'm trying to liberate you, honey -- go ahead, plop away! You don't have to hold it in! What if someone comes into the bathroom after me? Are you going to hold it in and try to constipate yourself until the coast is clear? Sometimes, it's just healthier to be human. Men don't play this waiting game, do they? I don't think they do -- they even openly take reading material into the bathroom. So go ahead, declare your independence, release your hold on your stinkstar and poo away!

I wish i knew people this funny. haha.

Debates...the way they should be.

2005-11-06T23:51:00.000-08:00

First...let me say the moon was fucking sexy tonight. I loved it...so clear and powerful, and i liked the way the clouds would shroud it; it was like the clouds wanted the nekkid beauty that is the moon all to themselves, but they were, you know, transparent. Right.

So i was watching the West Wing tonight, one of my favorite shows, and they did the greatest thing with this live debate business. Not just the fact that they debated live, but the manner in which they debated. Why aren't the real debates like this? Vinick and Santos had a free debate, meaning that anyone can speak, without time limits, questions can be posed to other candidates, interruptions, basically no holds barred. THAT'S the way Debate should be. Who gives a flying fuck about 2 minute opening statements, 1 minute answers and 30 second rebuttals? That's bullshit. You know most of that bullshit is just going to be stump speeches about their plans and initiatives that they want to start when at the white house...but there isn't any oppurtunity to attack them for it. I want to hear motherfuckers talk shit about each others plan, straight up and to their face. A president doesn't have speeches prepared for all the HUGE changes and unexpected situations that occur in the office, so how can you elect someone that you only know through speeches? I want to hear how these candidates defend themselves, because that sets their whole attitude for everything they will deal with, from negotiations with ~~Fundamentalist fuckers~~ terrorists, other nations, and running the government. Why do presidential candidates hide behind the pussy ass rules that go on in debates? They deserve to get attacked. They need to show us they have the balls and the brains to step up on the fly. When i run for president, my debates will be just like this one. Fuck yeah.

Ooh, and btw, my guy Santos, who i voted for, has 70% of the vote on nbc.com! BOOYAH!

My First Post. Fuck you Birds.

2005-11-04T00:09:00.000-08:00

What the fuck is with birds shitting all over my car? I'm not even under a fucking tree where i park, but i get fucking fly by shittings, like its an airstrike. There are fucking 8 different shits on my car. Does each species have their own fucking color shit? I have blue, white, green, yellow, even fucking black shit. What the FUCK kind of bird fucking shits Black? what the fuck could you be eating? Humans are the most complex beings on the planet and i only shit fuckin Brown! okay, sometimes green! But fuck man! BLACK? And then you have the fucking geese, that sometimes shit so fucking big you wonder if they've spent the fucking day at taco bell, and thought my car was the fuckin golden toilet. Listen you fucking beakie, soon to be KFC dinner fucking birds, if you keep shitting on my car i'm going to get a bb gun and shoot you right up the fucking ass that landed that shit on my car. fucking birds.