Racial Vilification Cake Mix: Add Ignorance and stir...

Racism, Hate, Intolerance and Bigotry.

I can't say I hate those who hate, because that would then make me a hypocrit.

But for lack of a better word: I Hate Bigots.

I know someone, who will remain nameless, who is unabashedly bigoted toward Mexicans, or anyone that is of Latino decent living in the United States. His reasoning is that if you live in the US, you should speak English. It... pisses me off to no end that this guy, one of my good friends, who I know for a fact is smart, hates a race of people for such an ignorant reason. His point, while semi-valid, is not enough to justify hate toward an entire race of people. It's ridiculous.

If you are in a foreign country, like, France or someplace and you ran into an American, or someone else who's native toungue is English would you speak French with them? NO. No you would not. You would speak English. And how about China Town? Little Italy? What do you think the predominantly spoken languages are there? Even though they are still located in the United States?

BEFORE YOU FREAKING CONDEMN AN ENTIRE CULTURE/RACE/ETHNICITY FOR SPEAKING THEIR OWN FUCKING LANGUAGE TO EACHOTHER...please, think about what you would do in the same situation.

My New Addiction...

You gotta respect men who are willing to live through the Hellish conditions of the Bering Sea so that people like me can enjoy alaskan crab like this one.

Out of Reach...

Coffee eyes--eyes of whiskey.
Whiskey lips--lips of silk.
silky skin--skin of milk.
Milky lips--lips like wine.

Such an elixer, is hard to find.

It tempts the soul--
Would soothe my nerves--
If only...Oh--If only...

You weren't out of reach.

Pomp and Circumstance

I'm graduating tomorrow.
never hesitate

I wonder what life has in store.
never hesitate

Never.

I'm So Sorry, Uncle Albert...

But I haven't done a bloody thing all Day.
I'm so sorry--Uncle Albert...
But the Kettle's on the Boil, I'm so easily drawn Away...

*Deep Heaving Sigh*

Oh, what? Nothing's wrong.
Honesty, it's the best it's been for a while...
I'm just--oh what I'm a looking for--what I'm I tryin' to..
Just not satisfied.

It makes me feel very bad.
Because he trys.
He tries so hard

I just don't know what I want.
quite yet

Goodbye Fair You...

I died for Beauty--but was scarce
Adjusted int he tomb
When One who died for Truth, was lain
In an adjoining Room--

He questioned softly "Why I failed?"
"For Beauty," I replied--
"And I--for Truth--Themself are One--
We Bretheren, are," He said--

And so, as Kinsmen, met at Night--
We talked between the Rooms--
Until the Moss had reached our lips--
And covered up--our names--

-Emily Dickinson

Yummy...

One Gold Medal...
Two Bronze...
plus an imposing new title: "Pacific Northwest Champion"

Not a bad weekend, not a bad weekend at all.

My Nerd Crush...

In my home we really only keep our television on one of three stations: The Discovery Channel, The Travel Channel and The History Channel. Occaisionally we will watch Comedy Central for the Daily Show or the Colbert Report, and Fox for House, but basically it's just those stations that dominate our "family-mindless-entertainment-time." So, imagine my surprise when coming home from school I turn on the boob-tube to see Spike TV displayed proudly on the screen.

Now, times my surprise by 10 then throw in a dash of societal shame when Star Trek: Voyager ended up being the day time television show on at 2:00 p.m. weekdays. I hadn't seen an episode of Star Trek since I was about 10 years old, so watching it sent me spiralling back to my childhood. One filled with memories of my mother's nerdy friends watching Star Trek in our living room, Star Wars and Lord of the Rings Conventions and Next Generation Action Figures (I think we still have Data... I gotta find him). I only have one thing to say about it: It was.. AWESOME!

Fuck societal shame man, Star Trek was/is cool! It's so... cheesy and action-packed, the logic they use to get out of any kind of cosmic anomoly or social peculiarity is both irrefutable and filled with plot/loop holes that a truck (or in this case a starfleet ship) could drive (fly) through.

Yet, I couldn't pull away.

...I think I've found my guilty pleasure...