watch out stupid people

In the year 2006 I resolve to: Slap stupid people in the head. Get your resolution here

thanks to Crystal for the above link (you win on the more fun resolution!) and for the impetus that brings another post to this relatively barren blog. so...let's see. well, things have been slow here. working here and there, some amount of loaf-age, the occasional acid flashback. i really need to get back on track with thesis related things, especially considering that my thesis proposal that i scheduled to do by now is 110% non-existent. on top of that, i still can't get the max external that i'm contractually obligated to finish into a stable, working state (goddamn dynamic memory allocation...one day, just one day, i will smite thee!). "just nine more months...just nine more months..." echoes through my head. i'm really hoping that i'm going to have the willpower and perseverance to write this thesis even though i'm not going to be doing much of anything with my degree in the near future.

i went to the mall yesterday...it was a bit disorienting. the most poignant moment was hearing "the most wonderful time of the year" being blasted through the PA in a store. with the arguing customers, overworked employees, and the foul stench of unbridled consumerism in the air, it may have been the most ironic time and place possible. but i digress...

anyway, nye should be a blast. teaching my boss how to brew early in the day, hoping to hang out with Crystal after that once i roll into the area, and eventually making my way to Gill's party in nazareth, the birthplace of jesus. (you didn't know that jesus was born in pennsylvania?? ha...even if he was he still wouldn't have been white, you stupid people...slap!!) this should be one for the books. considering that none of the media people are making it to Gill's party, it rests upon my shoulders to bring the insanity that they would have. therefore, i'm just hoping that i'll be alive when tomorrow comes.

few thoughts...

just a couple of things on my mind as i anxiously await my brother to arrive from iowa:

1. mike's hard lemonade is gross. bitch at me all you want about it, it is and always will be way too sickeningly sweet to drink casually (and more importantly, excessively). after a night of hard drinking, you don't want to wake up with your tongue feeling like you downed 23 packets of 'lik-m-aid's Fun Dip. if you force down this sugary, syrupy, alcoholic fruit drink simply because you think there are not enough styles and varieties of beer to keep you entertained and inebriated, then you must to send me an email, and i will show you the way of the microbrew.

2. traffic on highways without an accident or construction must be one of the jokes that 'god' plays on us. he/she is sitting somewhere and laughing their ass off...

god: "jesus christ...they're slowing down just cause there's a fucking hill in the road!!"
jesus: "will you shut up! i'm about to get a record time on Mario Kart!"

every day that i drive down rt. 287 to florham park to go to work, there is one bend in the road (to the left...like it matters at all), at which point EVERY CAR decides to completely stop dead on the road. it ends up taking over 10 minutes to go 2/10s of a freakin' mile. every day, some part of me wishes that it's construction, or an accident (not for people to be hurt, but just for SOMETHING to have caused this) and every day, 500 feet after the bend, the cars 'miraculously' start moving at normal speed again. the most bizarre thing of it all is that you can see the place at which the traffic breaks from the spot that you get into it! it's like everyone, every day, just gives up. they have simply accepted that this is going to happen, even though there are no on-ramps or off-ramps in the area, the road doesn't widen or narrow, and there are clearly the same number of cars going around the curve as there are before and after it. this is simply another reason that i cannot become part of the standard mass of 9to5ers.

3. 20 seconds ago, i saw a commerical for burger king's new Triple Whopper. i should end the comment there. but i won't. in the american way, not only is this massively excessive for any type of person, it was marketed because king kong is in theaters. what's the message here? that we should eat like an ape that weighs tens of thousands of pounds? if it's a snack for him, it should be a meal for us? since we're watching a movie about a massive pre-historic beast that we should strive to be one ourselves? i must admit, for the few in my audience, that i have accomplished some eating feats...like the 1 pound burger at fuddruckers (on a dare)...but i regret the choice in a lot of ways, not even considering that i had a worse hangover in the morning from that than i did from my 21st birthday. but, fuddruckers does not market their behemoth burger. bk, on the other hand, might as well pair this with their "enormous omelette sandwich" which packs 1.5 the calories and fat of a big mac....for fuck's sake, there are 1230 calories and 82 grams of fat in a triple whopper. and they are telling the public: "if you like king kong, eat this solidified heart attack!" (sigh)

more than a little disappointed

alright. i'm back in NJ now. everything is fine and normal here. i really enjoy hanging out with my parents, so that's cool. i'm working, and making cash at the same time, so that obviously evens out that equation. Chris and Windee (and their lil' puppy, Mellow) are gonna be here in two days. so, everything seemed great. especially, since i was looking forward to ending my last day in the states, before going back to a grueling work schedule at McGill, with all of my friends on nye. a team Beerz reunion on or above the scale of Bomz' birthday in february. but something is amiss.

here's the backstory: Bomz, king of all bashes, informs everyone in the gang about a month ago that he's going to have a nye party in nazareth, pa. for me, that's over 8 hours from my current living location, and about 2 hours from my home in nj. for the people in media, pa, it's about an hour and fifteen away. with no hesitation whatsoever, i jumped in and told Bomz that i'm in. of course! to me, it doesn't matter where we are, what we're doing, as long as we all get together to hang out. anyone who's partied with team Beerz knows that the locale is unimportant...there will always be shenanigans and tomfoolery (i'm an adult now, i should use adult words, shouldn't i?). well, anyway, it seemed all set up to me.

little did i know that certain media folk don't agree with this. despite the fact that only and best reunion we've had was thrown by Bomz himself, some people "just don't feel like driving an hour" to hang out with a bunch of old friends. instead, they want to hang out at the house of the girlfriend of some tool that they know from high school or go to a crowded bar full of drunk strangers. if there was nothing else going on, i'm 100% down with that (the former at least)...we'd take over the party and make it our own. but when there is a perfectly good and well thought-out reunion in the works, for over a month, by one of the key members of team Beerz, to me, there should be no question.

maybe it's because i'm sick of bars, after living in montreal: the land of all bars, no parties. maybe it's because i haven't seen my best friends in more than 6 months. maybe it's because i want to live in the past once a year or so and have a full-on, reckless, blow-out reminiscent of undergraduate days. maybe i just thought that a really tight group of friends cared more about catching up and hanging out than about the superficial element of the location at which it happens.

well, i guess we'll see what happens. i'll be in nazareth. not only did i already tell Bomz that i was in, i know for sure that it's gonna fuckin rule.

randomness

just a few things on my mind...

having a great dinner and a few rounds of quality microbrews with a close friend is simply awesome. i suggest you all try the same.

leaving unsealed hydrometer samples of uncarbonated beer in the fridge for 2 days completely destroys their taste. it's too bad...i was looking forward to comparing my mint chocolate stout after the addition of more mint, chocolate, and vanilla to the original. by the taste of the modified version, there's too much vanilla...damn...i sure hope it mellows out, or else i'll have to call it a "black and white cookie stout". mmm...black and white cookies...

as few of you who are reading this blog know, i used to live for snowboarding. it was my life. i started in 6th grade. in the winter, i rode as often as possible. in the summer, all i did was watch snowboarding videos and dream of the first snowfall. as the autumn approached, there was always that first day when you step outside, and something feels different. the air feels unseasonably frigid and exacting...you inhale...it gently stings your nostrils...you can taste winter on its way. it was this moment that i lived for. then as college (and partying) settled into my life, snowboarding took a backseat...no longer did i have access to the mountains, being in dead-center pennsylvania. for the last two years, i didn't even snowboard once. finally that's all over. i got my first taste of that virgin powder on monday at jay peak, and what a breathtaking thing it was. i was surprised how easily i got back into my rhythm...i was linking turns almost as well as i used to. while my finesse was not as defined as it was, i can feel it coming back...and it feels good.

having lost my free cable due to a relatively self-inflicted announcement of my free cable to the cable company, i'm surprised how little i miss it. while i do miss the seinfeld reruns, i own (or have downloaded) every episode, so i'm pretty set there. it has freed me from my dependence on it, so for that, i'm pretty grateful that i was dumb enough to fall into the trap that set off the bells and whistles at the company. i'm not sure that i'm being super productive with the extra time, but at least i'm not sitting like a mindless test animal staring at a bunch of drama queens stuck on an island (though i'll take reruns of gilligan's island anytime).

people need to stop using the term "as a matter of fact". "do you sell weatherproof folding chairs?" "as a matter of fact we do!"...what does that mean? was he gonna lie to me? would it be any different if he said "we do!"...would i be suspicious because i didn't know whether he was speaking about a matter of fact or fiction? let's look in another context..."so, doc, do i have cancer?" "as a matter of fact, you do!"...is it just me or does that just sound very, very wrong? as a matter of fact it does.

...and there was nothing to fear
nothing to doubt...


some of you will recognize these lines as coming from a Radiohead song. they used to be somewhat of a test for me. there have been times in my life that i have coincidentally heard the song and for some reason it signaled me to believe that if my life were to end at this moment, everything would be fine. as some who know me understand, i am not a religious person. i am, however, a 'spiritual' person, and these few words usually hit home pretty hard for me in the sense of summing 'it all' up. at certain times that i heard it, i would have this massively overwhelming sense that, based on the current moment in my life, everything was going to be all right. this is not to say that a 'heaven' was awaiting my arrival, but simply that whatever happened was not going to matter anymore. neither good or bad. just perfect.

i have a very hard time believing in a heaven ("it's fine...there's a shortage of chairs...yeah..."). not to say that there isn't an afterlife, but the idea that it's some wonderful, splendiferous locale where you get to see all your family and your pets and play craps with jesus just seems to be some wild pipe dream forced into our heads by the authority figures that are trying to keep people morally in line during our so-called 'existence'. i think of it more as escaping corporeal bodies into a collective consciousness in which there is "nothing to fear...nothing to doubt". on the other side of the coin, our consciousness may end as we depart our corporeality, at which time there would be "nothing to fear...nothing to doubt" simply because we wouldn't have the mind to fear or doubt.

going back to my original thought... i heard it tonight, and it did not hit me the same way that it had before. i encountered its beauty and simplicity but was not brought back to the feeling of content that i usually experienced. this leads me to believe that i have currently realized that i can offer more to this reality than i believed i could before. it's not very normal for a 19 year old to be at peace in departing his existence... it gave me a glimmer of hope that i'm progressing towards something and not just aimlessly wading in the currents of life.

quoting Ram Dass (some of you will know him as Dr. Richard Alpert), we should "Be Here Now". that's a powerful and univerally recognized statement that spans throughout mysticism from any spiritual background. it brings about the question of whether our existence is a totality of our deeds, actions, decisions, beliefs, etc. or whether we simply find beauty and life in a series of fleeting conscious moments. i think that during the moments that i felt at peace, i was at peace. no matter how awkward or seemingly premature they were, i was there. i'm not saying that i was complete in those moments, but considering the scope of my life to that point i was content. due to this, i think that having these peaceful moments are signs that i can be truly at peace, but within the current state of my life, i'm not. this is in no way a negative thing. it's refreshing. i've been there and my experience of these moments can only increase, both positively and negatively.

something that few people fully understand is the need for a balance between positivity and negativity. if life was 'perfect' we wouldn't know that it was. we would be bored, unsatisfied, and uninterested. beauty lies completely in this balance. we can only experience happiness on the scale that we've experienced sadness and vice-versa. i truly believe that this peace can only be obtained by a complete balance of these two, independent of the breadth of the individual scales.

my potential progress lies in the knowing that i'm not currently at peace. finally, a sign that i'm moving towards something.