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Monday, 02 November 2009

I finally found the Youtube mashup I've been waiting for.

Kings (NBC Series)
+ Viva La Vida (Coldplay song)
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This Youtube Video

Wednesday, 28 October 2009

thoughts on truth

Whether it's political speeches, inspirational books, end-time theology, conspiracy theory, or climate change...
I feel like I've heard it all. Everyone thinks they're right, and everyone thinks they can back it up.

And, frankly, I've shut down somewhat. I'm not likely to enter a debate because
1. I'm not an expert on very much.
2. I'm not very good at oral communication.
3. I'm very unlikely to change my mind.

I realize that that would be very unfair...I'm sorry.

And, as I listen/read...I try to sort out the truth What is "the way it is?"

Emotion...mostly doesn't effect me. I'm the cold heartless one trying to figure out what would happen if one exception became the rule. I understand that it matters...but I'm also trying to look past the emotion. (<sarcasm>Yeah, really helps when I'm discussing things with my wife. </sarcasm>)

Eloquence...just because you are good at defending it...just because you sound like you're Moses coming off the mountain...that in-and-of-itself doesn't make your bill-of-goods the Ten Commandments. What if it was someone else making the same case? Would I believe you then?

Am I perfectly filtering the truth? Not even close.
Am I tossing out the baby with the bathwater? Maybe.

But...like a Roman governor once asked..."quid est veritas?"

(And, by the way
* No you can't
* Just because it's a best-seller does not mean that God's like that
* God wins. Devil goes to hell.
* Oswald acted alone
* Is minimal effect worth large-scale economic change?)

Monday, 26 October 2009

One word: plastics.

The Sound Of Silence
P. Simon, 1964
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turn my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never shared
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools," said I, "you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence
Half blogs

I could blog about my thoughts on religion, emotion, and "everything happens for a reason." Never finished that one.
I could blog about the drama in my (blank)...but I'd rather not. Let him who is without sin cast the first stone, or stones and glass houses, or stones and Steven...
I could blog about the Chiefs, and their crazy running back...but that's depressing. #chiefssuck.

Forty replies for my comment about the Duggars (featuring a Xangalebrity.)
Twenty-nine replies for my latest post on Datingish about competitiveness
Six replies for my post on BFN "do you give or receive more Xanga comments?"

Cue the MondayMelody.

Thursday, 22 October 2009

Wednesday? Monday? Friday?

I don't know how to remember what day of the week it is.

After a few wins in Pizza Box Football, I lost a close one to my wife 31-24. Halftime score: Ivy 16, Steven 14. A turnover-full 3rd quarter, with 4 turnovers, a punt, and a go-ahead field goal...followed by domination by Ivy in the 4th quarter, as a TD+2 and a TD+1 sealed the deal. I got a TD in the last few minutes, then picked off a pass...but my last-chance drill was a handful of incomplete passes.

Currently, Ivy's moved from a "throw long passes all day" offense to a more balanced offense, while my "West Coast / short passes all day" also went to "run short-pass run short-pass throw in a long-pass for variety."

She almost never punts or attempts a kicked PAT. 4th-and-17, go for it! Got the first touchdown, go for 2!

We're about even...I think next week we'll start keeping track.