February 2011
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Wrist-deep in Viscera
Sigh.
I’ve been putting off writing this…this thing, because I know it’ll hurt.
It will hurt me coming out, and it will hurt you going in. But if you know me, if anyone knows me, you’ll know that I’m the last one to shy away from pain of any kind.
You’re toxic. You’re radiation in my fields, chemicals in my river. You’re the thing that makes me...
January 2011
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My Interaction with Best Buy Employee:
Rob: Hey, could you help me find a Firewire drive? I need a 400 interface, and-
Employee: No, No, No, No, let me ask you a question. When you came pulling in here, did you notice a sign out in front of my store that said "Firewire Storage"?
Rob: No, but see, my professor told me to co-
Employee: Did you notice a sign out in front of my store that said "Firewire Storage"?
Rob: ...no.
Employee: You know WHY you didn't see that sign?
Rob: Why?
Employee: 'Cause it ain't there, 'cause storing Firewire drives ain't my fucking business, that's why!
...so maybe it didn't happen EXACTLY like it did in Pulp Fiction. But he certainly was rude.
“Bacon is the chocolate of meat.”
– (via chelamante)
Dark moments a la Disney →
My latte tastes like piss.
But I am drinking it anyway because without it, I will fall asleep in my only class of the day.
My 11:30 class.
What have I become, my sweetest friend?
“The rest of the ride is riding on you.”
– Metric
“Your God is dead, and no one cares. If there is a hell, I’ll see you...”
– Nine Inch Nails
Robots.
Watching HAL 9000 in 2001 inspired me to do a little research on robots. So, naturally, I went to Wikipedia.
There is a fairly comprehensive section of the ethics and social impact of robots in our society.
Regional perspectives
In Japan and South Korea, ideas of future robots have been mainly positive, and the start of the pro-robotic society there is thought to be possibly due to the...
Finally watching 2001: A Space Odyssey
And it’s only a little boring.
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“Every speed on our knees is crawling.”
– Metric
Karma Rejected.
I fear that it may be too late to save my soul. I felt like doing a nice thing today, so I gave my two dollars change from Dunkin Donuts to a homeless man who held the door open for me. Immediately after putting the money into his glove, my foot slid out from under me on the ice and I ended up splashing my hot coffee all over myself. It’s almost as though the universe is saying: “Nice...
And leave us now to our Temptation
I found myself completely space out at work today, absentmindedly doodling on a sheet of pink construction paper and trying several times to write the beginning of a prose poem that had been screensaver-bouncing around my head. The poem turned into the beginnings of a story, which then took a sharp downward turn into a bastardization of the Lord’s Prayer: the “Our Father.”
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