To elaborate on Social Commentary

I’m glad people responded to my comment on sex-ed. Mainly because I can see now that it was taken not exactly how I meant it. I’ll clarify…

1) The Conservative bunch doesn’t want their kids hearing about sex from a secular perspective (though from what I’ve seen, they all too often can’t teach it themselves), and this is understandable, so it makes sense that they would call for it not to be in public schools. The Not-so-conservative bunch isn’t quite as fearful of the secular education, and knows that a system will help ensure that kids know what’s going on.
2) Both sides of this argument come from the “Christian” standpoint, and like I said in the first comment, I won’t choose sides. But from that standpoint, sex of the premarital variety gets lumped in with drugs and rock ‘n’ roll as part of the ‘trifecta from hell’. So, using that logic, that they’re all bad and equally so, shouldn’t we treat them the same? Hence my statement.
3) I’ll be honest and admit that the necessity/nature aspect hadn’t entered my brain when I wrote the post. But looking at it from the previously mentioned standpoint, it seems kinda moot to me.
4) I guess I’m just saying that there are some things that don’t sit right no matter how you look at them. Time for my opinion: the incessant argument about sex-ed could be solved by parents getting guts and teaching their kids, and if they teach them well, then it doesn’t matter what the schools do or don’t teach, the kids know what’s up and can do what they do (or don’t do) in an informed manner.

Hopefully I’ve done a halfway decent job of thinking this through and saying what I meant.
Comments still welcome. Thanks everyone.

Three (likely opinion causing) things…

1st thing, Random Social Commentary:
Conservative Christian folk say that sex education is not necessary or right. They say abstinence is to be taught and observed and that will take care of things. Not-so-conservative Christian folk say that sex-ed should be taught because you need to prepare kids for when it happens, if they get there. I see both points, and will argue neither, I will merely propose this thought…

If we teach kids ’safe’ sex for ‘just in case’ purposes, shouldn’t we teach ‘proper’ bong lighting and ’safe’ needle disposal ‘just in case’?
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2nd thing, modern bible commentary from a secular Jew: Introduction here, & Index here
Now THAT’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout when I say I want to hear what other people have to say about it.
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Aaand 3rdd thing, a link to where there’s a picture of sacred Mormon undergarments.
Do with this what you will, just know that some Mormons will not be happy if you mention it.

Armageddonouttahere!

I’ve been trying to write an ‘OSC’ish type blog for a while now and it keeps just sitting there as a draft and really I just get stuck in it when I go back. I know it’s weird, but I just don’t feel like it’s ready. And as far as ‘being ready’ goes, eff that, just do it (So not taking my own advice here, but it’s a Todd and I thing so stuff it).

I watched two movies over the holiday. The Lake House and Click. Both movies have been on my list of movies to see (on the Netflix, der) but I’ve not really been in a hurry to get to them. I really liked them both and kept sitting there wondering how I’d not seen them sooner. Then I realized that all you (anyone) would have had to say about EITHER movie is, and I quote your potential phrase (again, for EITHER movie), was… “He’s an architect.” and, seriously, I would have dropped pretty much whatever I was doing and watched them. More on either if you want to talk about it.

Hey, did I ever mention that I’m an Architecture Geek?

I’ve realized that my blogging consistency is often directly inproportionate to my current social satisfaction. Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

Boy I’m feeling sharp of word this evening.
Bit of sarcasm, eh?
Just a tad.
Soll’right, everyone gets it sometime.
Would you shut up about it already?
Sounds like I’ve got a bit of Eddie Izzard in the diet of late…

Ending on a sports note…
-After reviewing the play, the offense was out of sync, and a ten digit penalty will be assessed against #16. The result of the play is a 1st and career to go with #6…

-Cutler, dealing in precision league offense since 2006…Here’s to our new hope.

Insanity 69er – yet another dialogue

Aliens are so cliché man.
Well, what the hell else am I supposed to tell them?
Tell ‘em Marvin Gaye made you do it.
Made, made, Marvin Gaye is dead, his father shot him.
What?
A movie.
Keep it up like that and they just might buy the insanity defense.
And that’s what we want, right?
It is.
Tell me again why I’m pleading insanity in a traffic offense?

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That one’s for my High Fidelity fans…

Sixth Grade 69er – another dialogue

Cross your fingers.
Nope.
What? Why not.
Didn’t work, doesn’t work, won’t do it.
Didn’t work when?
When I asked Jennifer out.
That was sixth grade.
Still didn’t work.
And you’re going by that now?
Flawed theory.
Well, it works for me.
And you’re crossing your fingers.
Yes.
And thusly depending on sixth grade antics to secure your future?
Yes.
How sixth grade is that?
We’re buying gumballs man.

One Girl – a dialogue

Bernoulli.
Bernoulli?
Yeah, Bernoulli.
Mmk, so then what?
Well whaddya expect? He come walkin’ in and kill ‘em all.
You say it like a gangster.
Well that’s what it was like.
Sounds like a good movie. Thanks for saving me the ten bucks asshole.
Whatever, you asked for it.
Yeah, well look, it’s one of those things you probably have to see in the theatres anyways and I- -really don’t wanna spend the cash.
No?
No.
What happened to that sign gig you had for that sub shop?
Meh, put it all on one girl.
Three hundred bucks?
It’s Vegas man, it goes fast.
But that’s like ten hookers worth and you blew it on one girl.
She wasn’t a hooker man.
Three hundred bucks man!
Chill out man, I’m gonna see her today.
You’re seeing her today?
Yeah.
She’d better be paying, she’d better be paying.
She is, but you’re an ass.
You blew rent on one girl.
Whatever, can we get the ticket already.
What’s the hurry?
Horses.
What the? How you got money on horses when you blew three hundred on one girl.
You never get it do you?
Get what?
Get the ticket and come with me and I’ll pay you back.
How the hell you gonna do that?
I ‘blew’ my three hundred on ‘One Girl’ in the third race on Friday.
That’s the…
Yep.
But the odds were…
Yep.
You’re buying me a car.
Not after that shit.

I’m in a Car Voodoo Vortex from Hell…

- Ben, on the incident that left three of us rather surprised and stunned. One of those things that you see sometimes and don’t ever expect to happen to you. We were in Bob’s truck and coming back from running some errands when we began to hear a wobbling sound. What’s that? It was the left rear wheel, and before you could realize what was happening, it came off. Yep. All the way off. Pulling off the side of the road, Bob and I watched it rolling across the oncoming lanes (thankfully un-occupied) and into the dirt. Ben said “Did we just loose a wheel?” All we could do in answer was point as it rolled through the weeds. It was an interesting holiday to say the least.

– Continuing the holiday newsishnesslike update… I am sick, again. I’ve been unusually sick this fall and winter, mentally I can trace it back to when we moved here, and I put myself in a pinch and over-worked and under-stressed and got sick. Anywho… I’ve been sick way too much lately. This latest one though, (Sat/Sun) I cannot take any sort of fault for. I just got a call from my Mom and it turns out She, Anna, and my Grandmother all got it. So it’s some sort of Turkey Day Yuck.

Well, I was gonna write more, but the 25 minutes I’ve spent on this post have worn me out.

Eversick… Out.

Strike Two…

…excerpted from a post on Typing Hurts…

– Twice now I’ve tried to write a novel and not succeeded. It really left me wondering this year. Why didn’t I make it?
- We’ll start with the obvious, time, I’ve got so much other stuff going on that there’s really no way I should even have considered starting this thing (November, Turkey Month, DUH!). Todd was right way back when when he said I was too busy.
- Next we’ll look at the way I approached the thing. I dove in with no thoughts at all as to where I was going to go with the novel. Why? Because I’ve never been much of a planner and I figured that it would reduce pressure on me to go a particular place. It did that, but it also did me in. How? Well not only did I not have a particular place to go, I had nowhere to go. It was like standing at the airport departure screens and trying to decide which destination best fit my personality. It’s impossible, they all have things I wanted and didn’t want. In the end I found myself wandering, OUCH.
- Finally we’ll address my style of writing. I found over the course of eight thousand words that I really really like to (and tend to) write dialogue. In general, there’s nothing wrong with that, and in fact it has led me to consider trying my hand at screen play. The problem here however was that it severely detracts from word count (which is something that matters extremely when it comes to NaNoWriMo) and that, frankly, was a massive mental hurdle. “I really should be farther along here, but all this talking is slowing me down.”
- So there you have ‘em, my reasons and excuses for not finishing a novel this year. Have I given up? For ‘06 yeah. Next year? Who knows? I’ll probably be back. With somewhat of a plan… So, until next time…
- “Legends…are the spice of the universe, Mr. Data, because they have a way of sometimes coming true” — Captain Picard

No, New Okinawa saying. How new? Ten second.

Watching Karate Kid (1 and part of 2) has made me realize how much I miss TaeKwonDo. (Good movies BTW)

Fighting a cold into the holiday. Fearful that I’ll be a rather bothersome car companion. Hoping for a happy Thanksgiving anyway. I hope you have one that is happy as well. This really is my favorite holiday, read Dad’s Words from last year for a bit of why.

– Twice now I’ve tried to write a novel and not succeeded. It really left me wondering this year. Why didn’t I make it?
– We’ll start with the obvious, time, I’ve got so much other stuff going on that there’s really no way I should even have considered starting this thing (November, Turkey Month, DUH!). Todd was right way back when when he said I was too busy.
– Next we’ll look at the way I approached the thing. I dove in with no thoughts at all as to where I was going to go with the novel. Why? Because I’ve never been much of a planner and I figured that it would reduce pressure on me to go a particular place. It did that, but it also did me in. How? Well not only did I not have a particular place to go, I had nowhere to go. It was like standing at the airport departure screens and trying to decide which destination best fit my personality. It’s impossible, they all have things I wanted and didn’t want. In the end I found myself wandering, OUCH.
– Finally we’ll address my style of writing. I found over the course of eight thousand words that I really really like to (and tend to) write dialogue. In general, there’s nothing wrong with that, and in fact it has led me to consider trying my hand at screen play. The problem here however was that it severely detracts from word count (which is something that matters extremely when it comes to NaNoWriMo) and that, frankly, was a massive mental hurdle. “I really should be farther along here, but all this talking is slowing me down.”
– So there you have ‘em, my reasons and excuses for not finishing a novel this year. Have I given up? For ‘06 yeah. Next year? Who knows? I’ll probably be back. With somewhat of a plan… So, until next time…
– “Legends…are the spice of the universe, Mr. Data, because they have a way of sometimes coming true” — Captain Picard

I’m working on some other stuff. No hints. No promises.

Geekin’ – gonna quote the Trek again… “What’s a knock-out like you doing in a computer-generated gin joint like this?” – Commander Riker

…TTFN…

July 15, 2099: Aaron and Alison

Aaron slowly drifted into consciousness, acutely aware of a gentle weight on his left shoulder. He gazed down at Alison, fast asleep in his arms. He tried, delicately, to remove himself from the bed, but his stirring pulled Alison back from her dreams. She looked up at Aaron and smiled weakly. “Leaving so soon?” she asked, almost teasing.

Aaron smiled back. “I just wanted to get you some breakfast. How about some eggs?”

“That actually sounds good.” Alison sat up and watched Aaron get dressed, hugging her knees quietly. When Aaron went into the kitchen, she leaned back against the headboard and stared at the sealing. The events of the past few weeks played back to her mind, and she started to cry again. But as she remembered the previous night, the tears slowly faded.

Alison closed her eyes and took a deep breath. A few moments later, dressed in an oversized baby-blue sweater, she slid onto a stool next to the kitchen counter and watched Aaron finish breakfast. “Smells good,” she said sleepily.

Aaron grinned and scooped scrambled eggs onto two plates with some bacon, poured some orange juice, and plopped down next to Alison.

They shared breakfast in comfortable silence, Aaron beaming and Alison blushing shyly.

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I know it’s been a long time, but this is because I haven’t had a lot of time for the site. I’m going to get this going if I can, but I have another writing project that I want to work on at the same time, and I have to work on my education for a while. I’m going to have a light schedule next semester, so here’s hoping.

I promise that the Detriment show will happen. I want some artwork for the post, but that may not happen, I’d have to find an artist who I can rely on. I’m excited to be writing again. I hope this is enjoyable for you. The writing quality should improve, at the very least to the high-point of this site, but hopefully higher.