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Amateur Hour Is Over! YEEHA! (double-facepalm, EPIC intensity)
An American robs a bank of $1, just for free health care in jail – Shareables.
At some point all these distressing, disturbing, and ultimately embarrassing situations will have to be resolved or a majority of people will end up in jail not because they need correction in any criminal-justice way but because there is no hope for them anywhere but in jail.
What happens when people try to break into jail? They don’t want to be a part of the world anymore, they want desperately to go to jail, where they’ll be fed, educated, and provided with healthcare while they are being “punished”. At what point does the definition of jail switch with the definition for not-jail? This is right up there with the people that argue that having jails is more preferable than having schools. In many American cities I’m sure you could find schools that are more secure than the nearest jail.
In a few short weeks I will be visiting with some of my more conservative family and I most certainly will be thinking about this while I endure their endless prattling on about why conservatism is so much more superior to liberalism. Then again this time I will be armed with my iPhone, so I can ignore most of it conveniently.
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Playing catch-up is hard to do! Especially with a device as good as the iPad. The BlackBerry Playbook was a joke and the Samsung device doesn’t seem to be much better. I can’t really denigrate the Samsung device because I’ve never played around with it, but I can castigate the Blackberry Playbook because all the reviews lead in the same direction. Double facepalm. There just isn’t any competing with Apple.
Started watching Falling Skies on TNT tonight and I commented to Scott that these stories all have the same path. Alien invasion, human resistance. We’ve seen this before, “War of The Worlds” anyone? The story gets boiled down using convenient applications of deus ex machina to tell a simplified story. A lot of these stories all run the same and after a while they all tend to blend in together and tell a single tale. This is fine until it gets really tired and eventually the tale stops being about the poor human survivors and you start rooting for the aliens to wipe them all out. With so much lame human mugging for the camera you just wish there would be a bright light, the rest of the story would be over and we could get on to the next tired humanity vs. alien story.
I don’t eat in response to stress. When I feel stressed I tend to get very jumpy, then I get flushed, and then I start to itch. My patience with whatever is stressing me out shrinks to zero and I tend to lash out. I try my best to avoid getting stressed out as best I can and I find that at the very least if I go on a walk and get myself out of the situation that it helps me cope with whatever I have to walk back towards.
Worrying is like rocking in a rocking chair. You can expend a lot of energy but you never get anywhere doing it.
I’ve always been afraid of heights. The phobia is so strong that it can paralyze me. I’m actually fine as long as I’m in an enclosed space, but the minute I’m in the open air, and very high up, I start to feel stuck and sick at the same time. I can’t move no matter how much willpower I try to muster. When I was a kid I went with my family and we took the elevator to the observation deck of the Empire State Building in New York City. When we got to the deck I got out and after a little practical joke by my brother, was completely trapped on the deck, paralyzed with acrophobia. It took my parents a while to get me to peel off the back wall and back down to the ground floor.
I have come into some surprise money recently so I’m very familiar with this scenario. I haven’t spent much of it because I would rather have it around and act as a kind of fiscal buffer to help me avoid running out of money when a lot of bills come due all at once between paychecks. The only really demonstrative thing that I’ve spent money on recently has been my full body drawing of my favorite Green Lantern, Kyle Rayner from a great artist that I got in contact with by the name of Tyler Kirkham. Beyond the art, the only other thing that I’ve bought would be my Gunnars glasses for work. Beyond those two things the money is still being kept and I don’t know if I’ll ever spend it, I like having the security too much, I think.
The Plinky system is broken for this prompt, but I wrote some good material about it a while ago so I’m going to just hack it together and get it out. 🙂
The coolest thing I’ve seen in another country is easy. It’s the iconic Eiffel Tower in Paris, France.
It is an iconic part of Paris and in my Western mind it dominates everything I think about when I think about the City of Lights. It’s also the only tower on the planet that I implicitly trust. I trust the Eiffel Tower with my life, enough to ascend to the first stage and walk to the edge and look down. For anyone who knows me, this DOES NOT HAPPEN. But it did in the City of Lights. There are many other reasons why Paris will always be a part of me and beloved in my mind, but this tower is the cherry on top. I will never stop thinking of Paris and the French with affection, no matter how silly sometimes the French behave. If I had to leave North America for some reason, I can definitely see myself living here.
I got my glasses today! Here’s a picture I posted on my posterous account showing them off:
They are light as a feather and I don’t even feel them while I’m wearing them. I don’t know if it’s helping my vision. The promotional materials claim that they do a lot, and I’d like to think I’m benefiting but I also can’t help but shake the idea that I like them and they are “working for me” because it’s something different and I am mixing up different for better. My eyes do feel better after a hard days work on the computer after wearing them, I will say that, but I can’t say that it’s anything particularly specific that the glasses are doing. I have faith that they are, but that’s all.
The glasses came in a microfiber sack to keep them in. I’m going to go out and get a glasses-case from an eyeglass shop to replace this microfiber sack so I can toss my new glasses in their case in my pocket without having to worry about them getting bent, broken, or scratched.
Over the next few days I’ll be using these while I’m using my various devices and I’ll be sure to post more information as I get along with them. I paid for them out of my own pocket, so I don’t have to feel guilty about using them outside of work, they are mine. Although if I like them a lot and they do help, then I can make a professional recommendation to work and maybe help some of my coworkers cope with eyestrain and headaches while at work. Only time will tell.
