Archive for June, 2008

Smarty Pants

June 25th, 2008

I hate talking politics.  Well honestly, no I do like talking politics, its just that no one else does.  People like their views and aren’t going to change them due to having to admit they were wrong in the first place.  Especially when alchohol is added to the mix, people become really…..wow.  I’d link to a clip of South Park’s “Rable Rable” but that just seems to cliche.

Anyways none of this has a point.  You know that.  I know you know, I know you know, I know you know…..right.  The actual reason for starting to write was the fact that I’ve noticed over the last year or so, my political views shifting towards the right.  Not the scary right, I’m just moving a little farther away from the scary left.  And the hippies.

I’d like to just point out that hippy hating has been medically proven to remove heart conditions.  It is seriously such a great way to get healthy.  Just go out to a park, find some hippies doing their hippy thing and yell at em for a while.  You’ll be amazed at how great it makes you feel.  I’m super cereal.

It isn’t that I now agree with Republicans or no longer agree with Democrats.  I don’t.  It’s that choosing a side is pointless.  I’m not saying because “they screw me over equally.”  I say it because I don’t care.  None of it has any relevance to my life.  This isn’t Glenn Beck talking, I don’t listen to Beck because he’s right.  It’s cause he’s fucking hilarious.

There’s no need to debate global warming.  Know why?  Cause in 50 and 100 years the planet will be hotter colder.  You’re children will be just fine.  Their children will be just fine.  They’ll all be fine, you will have provided them with a world they can live in.  Polar bear be dammed, I promise you they’ll be fine.  The idea of providing them a perfect world to live in is illogical at best anyways.  Of course there will be problems in their world, maybe the same ones we have, maybe new ones.  I have no fucking clue, and anyone that pretends to have a clue is a jackass.  What’s important is that you raised your children smart enough to know which problems to worry about, and how to solve those problems.  Right?  Right?

Apathy – 1  You – 0

Oh yeah, go hate on some hippies.  Moral of the story is, if you hate on a hippie, goose kills a kitten.  And that is always a good policy.

How Odd

June 9th, 2008

Isn’t it interesting how nothing at all can destroy that scrap of confidence you’ve been trying to build your whole life?  Heh.  Guess I’m having one of my days.  One could find the positive since it has been many years since having one of my days.  My days aren’t about the positive though.

And yet this one is just a little different.  Should that be the positive taken from it?  I’m not sure.  It’s interesting, usually one large thing can happen which makes me need a day.  But today, instead we have many tiny things, unconnected things, converging from different aspects of my life causing today.  I’m smiling.  Not the cynical smile I try desperately to hide.  Not the fake smile you all know so well.  A genuine smile.  This is different than I’m use to.  Is this the positive move I’ve needed to happen for so long now?  I think it is.  So I raise my glass (My last 90 Minute IPA if you’re interested) and ask you to do the same.

Cheers and Hooray!

Hooray Responsibility!

June 6th, 2008

So I’m starting to finally feel more at home. I have a store that sells beer. The people in the store know beer as well. That makes me feel good. I can pick up some Ruination or some 90-Minute, and they nod their heads in agreement to the awesomeness that is beer. Now I just need a bar with some taps of substance and I’ll be a fish in water.