My Father's Logic

"The ants are moving sand grains, in futile attempts to compensate for man's extreme shifting of the earth, which collectively cause the axis to wobble."

"Do you ever wonder what happens to the hair in the shower? Well the eco system benefits from it in that the little fry of the river make the hair that comes out of the water treatment their home, and it protects them from predators just as birds use the hair to make their nests in the land side of recycling."

"The world is doomed or destined to commit the same mistakes due to neglect of research of those same mistakes, and blind to admit it."

- Miguel Marroquin

The Good Old Days

I hate money. I hate things. I hate paying money for things.

I want a job, a car, and a home.

Wouldn't it be great if we were back in the old days?

*Cue dramatic Pride & Prejudice soundtrack*

We get hitched in some country church--my now husband escorts me out and into our mode of transportation (we'll say a car, because horses and carriages are nice, but they smell and you can't take them on the highway). He makes me cover my eyes so as not to spoil the surprise, and then after a excited car ride... "We're here," he says. I've got one hand over my eyes and the other is reaching for my guide. He walks me to the front yard and says "Open your eyes." There stands a small white house surrounded by large oak trees. I think they have to be at least 200 years-old to be so grand.

"I found this great piece of the hillside that no one has claimed, and I built this home just for the two of us." I gush with pride as I look into the eyes of the man that is my husband. The entrance is quaint. A small wood stove sits in the corner, surrounded by a rocking chair for me, and a large reclining chair for the mister. The kitchen has all of the amenities of daily living: a sink, surrounded by stone counters, with a window looking out to the back of the house, and up the hill; a stove over the fire, with logs split for kindling; an open brick oven that should hold at least four pies at a time.

We will be comfortable here. We have everything we need to live a good life. No mortgage payments, no utility bills.

OKAY. Let's be honest. It's 2009, nearly 2010.

In reality, whether I rent or own, I will have to pay for a place to live. I will have to pay to keep the water on and the electricity flowing. I will most likely want the nicest place I can afford based on an approved mortgage amount. Everyone wants granite countertops and stainless steel appliances... OH, and heaven forbid there is not a dishwasher in the kitchen. What ever happened to dish soap and a sponge?

I like the old days where you didn't have to buy a piece of land or a house. You went out and found a good piece of land, built your own damn house on it, and made a living by providing yourself with food and shelter, and you didn't expect anyone to finance it for you.

I don't have your answers

You don't really know what you want
if you did, you'd probably have it
there's heaven climbing down the stairs
you're looking through the window pane

If I beg for you to find what you're looking for
will you find it?
I can make it easy and just walk away

If you're looking for the stars to explain
what's on your mind
I'll leave your love to go find its own way

Roommates

So after a whole school year without a roommate, I am now living with two roommates. Two male roommates. Yeah, that's right.

I thought, "What the heck. It's a cheap place to live, I have my own room. This won't be bad."

I was right. It's fucking awesome.

Roommate number one: Owns the house. He's a carpenter, works all day. Funny as hell. He's a neat freak, but I can handle that.

Roommate number two: Drinks all day. And by all day, I mean after lunch time (when he wakes up) until about now, 1am.

Both of my roommates own guns. Shotguns, assault rifles, handguns--you name it, they have it. After being friends with a bunch of cops, this is not troublesome.

Endless entertainment.

My Life is Average

So pretty much everyone knows about www.fmylife.com, just look at all your friends' facebook statuses, usually followed by "FML."

Now watch for "MLIA" after their status. My Life is Average is the opposite of F*** My Life, and maybe even more entertaining.

My favorite today:

"Today, I went to open a packet of Splenda. I noticed a line indicating where you should open the packet. I opened it from the other side. Splenda still came out. MLIA."


Genius.

Taking on Water

On a sailboat I am
slowly floating nowhere
lost the memories of
where I am and why

Black ocean churning
a million stars are burning
planetariums were
right About the sky

Once upon a day
I set off on a journey
wishing on the wind
to take me far from home
now I'm on the waves
and I'm taking on water
hard to see
I won't always be alone

There was a time
when August sun was high
and centered on me
but it dipped behind my back
and settled down
I Used to square it with the land
used to size it in my hand
but it fell
behind the line
that leads to sky

Once upon a day
I set off on a journey
wishing on the wind
take me far from home
now I'm on the waves
and I'm taking on water
hard to see
I won't always be alone

Inside this storm
whipping in the wind
my sail is torn
in other words
the ends
I met are not my own

Hard to see
I won't always be alone

On a sail boat I am
slowly floating nowhere
hoping someday
I'll wash upon
someone else's shore





I want to marry John Mayer's songwriting.

Mazdaspeed 3

If you are going to buy a car---this is the car to buy. It's expensive, maybe. But holy crap! This thing flies! I drove it yesterday after a brief recollection of how to drive a stick. I've only driven one twice before. Its kind of like forgetting someone's name when you've been introduced to that person a couple of times--embarrassing! But once you start having fun, who cares! This car is amazing to drive. I'm addicted to it. Go drive it.

Lots of torque, handles like a dream.... not so good on wet pavement, but who cares. I love it.