| Science Bitches! |
[Jul. 13th, 2008|07:57 am] |
I have another LJ that I use to post about once a weekish science/religious tidbits to.
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) stay_rational
You should join it so I don't feel so alone over there :) |
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| Take that LJ! |
[Jul. 8th, 2008|02:01 pm] |
I have been trying to guess my LJ password for thirteen weeks. I finally got in.
Ya!
I got some catching up to do. |
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| My God is AWESOME |
[Apr. 2nd, 2008|10:19 am] |
The Eight “I’d Really Rather You Didn’ts”
I’d really rather you didn’t act like a sanctimonious holier-than-thou ass when describing my noodly goodness. If some people don’t believe in me, that’s okay. Really, I'm not that vain. Besides, this isn’t about them so don’t change the subject.
I’d really rather you didn’t use my existence as a means to oppress, subjugate, punish, eviscerate, and/or, you know, be mean to others. I don’t require sacrifices, and purity is for drinking water, not people.
I’d really rather you didn’t judge people for the way they look, or how they dress, or the way they talk, or, well, just play nice, Okay? Oh, and get this into your thick heads: woman = person. man = person. Samey = Samey. One is not better than the other, unless we’re talking about fashion and I'm sorry, but I gave that to women and some guys who know the difference between teal and fuchsia.
I’d really rather you didn’t indulge in conduct that offends yourself, or your willing, consenting partner of legal age AND mental maturity. As for anyone who might object, I think the expression is go fuck yourself, unless they find that offensive in which case they can turn off the TV for once and go for a walk for a change.
I’d really rather you didn’t challenge the bigoted, misogynistic, hateful ideas of others on an empty stomach. Eat, then go after the bitches.
I’d really rather you didn’t build multi million-dollar synagogues/churches/temples/mosques/shrines to my noodly goodness when the money could be better spent (take your pick):
Ending poverty
Curing diseases
Living in peace, loving with passion, and lowering the cost of cable
I might be a complex-carbohydrate omniscient being, but I enjoy the simple things in life. I ought to know. I AM the creator.
I’d really rather you didn’t go around telling people I talk to you. You’re not that interesting. Get over yourself. And I told you to love your fellow man, can’t you take a hint?
I’d really rather you didn’t do unto others as you would have them do unto you if you are into, um, stuff that uses a lot of leather/lubricant/vaseline. If the other person is into it, however (pursuant to #4), then have at it, take pictures, and for the love of Mike, wear a CONDOM! Honestly, it’s a piece of rubber. If I didn’t want it to feel good when you did it I would have added spikes, or something. |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 2nd, 2008|06:15 am] |
I get a little upset, I get a little worn down
I get a little bit nervous oh when you're around
I get a little worn in, I feel a little worn out
Oh from every touch and every kiss every sound that she sings to me
She says back street get your head up get down and learn to appreciate all the the best things you sick beautiful thing yeah
Back street get your head up get down and learn to under appreciate all the the best things
well I know you got a little life in you yet
and I know you little strength left
well I know you got a little life in you yet
and I know you little strength left
well I know you got a little life in you yet
and I bet you got a lotta strength left, for me |
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| If you see me smoking |
[Aug. 1st, 2007|09:28 am] |
Please remind me that I have:
A. Quit smoking two months ago and risk a universe ending paradox if I am both smoking and not smoking at the same time
B. Smell like wet poo and should go far away
C. Have the willpower of a kitten in a catnip factory
Toddles Out. |
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| Oh Noes |
[Jul. 3rd, 2007|04:02 pm] |
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I have a job interview with Microsoft next week.
I am going to work for the man.
~Toddles Out |
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| The Emerald City |
[Jun. 22nd, 2007|11:58 am] |
I am in Seattle.
So far, I love it. I don't have a job yet, and that is now my current objective. So far, the people have been great and the weather has been wonderful. Blessed moisture!
I do miss handing with Lee and Jeremy, but I have extraction plans being drawn up as we speak. I have a to do list a mile long that involves more paperwork than actual physical labor at this point.
The dorks here are cool, pay no mind the rumors.
More updates from Seattle as I figure out what I am doing.
Toddles Out. |
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| Pain is the feeling of weakness leaving the Toddles! |
[Jun. 20th, 2007|01:21 pm] |
After I recovered from the Black Death that is going around my part of Seattle, I resumed work out schedule today.
Ouchies.
Somewhere, I have a pair of $150 running shoes. The $19 tennis shoes I wore today reminded me that it isn't all twixy marketing, you do get what you pay for.
Off to find good shoes and apologize to meh feetses. |
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| The yellow brick road |
[May. 30th, 2007|05:27 am] |
At around 03:00 pm CST on the twenty sixth of May I loaded up a U-Haul trailer with the most important possessions I own and started driving West.
At around 10:30 pm PST on the twenty eight of May I finally parked in Seattle. Below is a short recounting of the journey. All times are local to their location.
1400 05/26/07 Jonesboro, AR (Mile 0): After pulling a muscle in my back delayed my leaving for a day, I finally decided that the U-Haul wouldn't load itself. With a good dosage of muscle relaxers and pain killers I packed up everything I own. I take a shower and decide it is time to head out of Jonesboro. I call up my buddy Lee who has agreed to make the drive with me and he heads over.
1500 05/26/07 Jonesboro AR (Mile 1.2): We decide that driving down the street two blocks has made us hungry. We stop at the local Subway and grab some food. <lj-user=deadthomas> calls for an update on our location. Lee informs him we are in "A subway on the road". We didn't have the heart to tell him we had not even left city limits yet. He was wanting us to make it there in time for three day weekend hanging out time. I applaud Lee on his smoothness and appropriate use of deceit.
1730 05/26/07 Thayer, MO (Mile 81): We have spent a couple hours goobing about Warcraft and started to play around with the Zune. I figure there is surely enough music on this thing to last the whole damn trip! We pass out of Arkansas and into Missouri.
1830 05/26/07 Cabool, MO (Mile 140): I am now tired of the music I had loaded onto the Zune. It seems that every song I want to hear by an artist I have loaded isn't in the stupid thing. Add to this the fact that the top half of the Zune screen is useless since the "incident by the hot tub" which caused the poor thing to drop to the ground and cracked the screen. I make mention to Lee that Cabool sure is a funny name for a town. It is getting very cloudy.
1845 05/26/07 Middle of nowhere MO (Mile 155): It begins to rain. Hard. Like biblically hard. Driving with the trailer now becomes a much more intense experience than I planned on.
2300 05/26/07 Kansas City, MO (Mile 383): The following comes to mind: "Seven days from now I will send rain on the earth for forty days and forty nights, and I will wipe from the face of the earth every living creature I have made." It is raining like supremely pissed off mutherfucker. It is at this point in our trip I make what I like to call "A tactical change in direction influenced by the environment". Lee called it me taking the wrong exit because of the rain.
0600 05/27/07 Colby, KS (Mile 758): The rain has finally stopped. I have no idea what the fuck Kansas looks like. The storms quit and are replaced by pea soup fog. I begin to form an opinion of Kansas in my head that can't be fair to the people who live in the state. It comes close to unseating Texas as "The State in the Union Toddles would least mind selling to another country". I decide that 24 hours of being awake is a good sign that I have given the drive a good amount of effort and won't feel bad about stopping. We find a Motel 6 or 8 or some other even number and get a room. I pass out within 20 seconds of hitting the bed and don't move until Lee wakes me up at 1500. Time to hit the road again.
1800 05/27/07 Denver, CO (Mile 990): Denver looks like an impossibly huge metropolis after the empty of Kansas. I tell Lee that Mile High stadium really is a mile above sea level. This forces us to google how many feet are in a mile and look for elevation signs. Turns out we are really a mile above sea level. We then spend an hour talking about how FUCKING AWESOME it is to have a mobile broadband card. Being able to continuously use the internet is good.
2200 05/27/07 Cheyenne WY (Mile 1092): We leave Colorado and talk a lot about mountains. When we get to Cheyenne I remembered having a song about Cheyenne somewhere in my MP3 collection. I set Lee to searching for it. After we were a few hundred miles past Cheyenne I tell him he can stop looking, moment has passed.
0300 05/28/07 Layton, UT (Mile 1524): I am pondering when to stop for the night. Been driving for about 12 hours and getting tired. Lee has passed out in the passenger seat. Wyoming is one boring state to drive through. I figure that Utah must be more fun. I am proven wrong.
0800 05/28/07 Boise, ID (Mile 1839) I wake Lee up and we decide to listen to some more music. I introduce him to Warp 11. He likes it after he gets over the whole "It isn't star wars" thing. I decide that I won't execute Lee for falling asleep on me.
0900 05/28/07 - Lee falls back to sleep. Murder again enters my thoughts.
1500 05/28/07 Kennewick OR (Mile 2127) I have decided not to stop. I am starting to find unfunny things amusing and decide to lecture Lee on politics to amuse myself. We pull up at a gas station and some guy walks up to my truck like he is about to open my back door. I pop out and hop I am not going to have to kick this guys ass because I am really tired and he looks really energetic. He thing opens my gas cap and stares at me. I think "Is this a guy who pumps gas for you for a tip or something?" Nope. It is a STATE LAW in Oregon that you can not pump your own gas. Thats pretty fucked up.
2230 05/28/07 Seattle, WA (Mile 2352) I am now starting to hallucinate. I have been singing along to musicals for the past three hours. I start laughing out loud for no good reason. We drive down the side of a cliff for about an hour as we head to Seattle. Stunt driving downhill is fun...(PAUSE IN STORY - A SPIDER JUST RAN ACROSS MY LAPTOP SCREEN). I call the folks at the destination and they are playing D&D while giving me directions. This results in confusion on my part. Eventually I arrive.
I drink a few beers, take a few pills, and all the sudden life is perfectly fine. 37 hours of no sleep... I become almost amusing to myself at this point.
I sleep like a mummy. I wake up and decide to be useless for the rest of the day.
My next post... The Emerald City, is in the making! |
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| All Meme's are not created equal |
[May. 25th, 2007|03:38 am] |
This may provide me with useful information. I promise to only use it if I am in the mood. :)
So here is my question
What would I have to do to get in your pants?
Answers are screened |
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| I like Pie. |
[Apr. 23rd, 2007|11:20 am] |
Finally....
The Toddles....
Has returned....
To Livejournal...
Okay, maybe not that impressive or The Rock like, but in my last LJ post I figured I would give it a year and let myself become just a wee bit more stable before ranting about x,y, or z. |
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| Thank you for reading. |
[Apr. 6th, 2006|08:45 pm] |
I would like to thank each and every one of you who have read, commented, or simply tolerated my livejournal postings over the last three years. 351 post, most of them open to all my friends. I read back through them. I laughed, I cried, I was amused, I was amazed at my own words.
Like all books, there must be an ending. I have shared my life, at times more than I should have, with a lot of people. My exhilarations at getting married, my political viewpoints, my devil’s advocate arguments, my feelings when they were hurt, and my life when times were good.
My friends, I love you all.
And finally, without the courtesy of an LJ cut, my final posting of “Sum up my life” lyrics.
But I got to tell her that I'm sorry
And I got to tell her I was wrong
And I got to show her I still love her
But I've been drivin' all night long
But if I fell
I'd turn my wheel into that semi comin'
But I know well
That there's a man in there tryin' to get home
And waitin' up and worrying
Is the one who loves him dearly
But I ain't thinkin' clearly
I've been drivin' all night long
People think I'm lazy
And I'm scared to just stop runnin'
And people think I'm crazy
And I don't know that she's gone
But I know that I got two hundred miles
To make 'fore morning
But I don't think too much
'Cause I've been drivin' all night long |
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