Off the Grid

I googled "future farm" and these are the first two images that came up:






It made me giggle.

Tired Legalities

Every Tuesday, the U.S. Department of Defense provides an online update of American military casualties from the "war" in Iraq and Afghanistan. The campaign is referred to as Operation Iraqi Freedom (OIF).

4,105 Killed.
30,275 Wounded.
Don't forget that wounded on the battlefield usually means embedded shrapnel and loss of limbs, not scrapes or sprains.

This isn't including the countless numbers of Iraqi citizens caught in cross fire.

The report went out at 10 a.m. how many more people do you think died since then?
Check back next week for the stunning conclusion ... err, sorry there's no end in sight. Check back next week and hope that number didn't jump too many places. Wait, what is this war about again?

Happy Tuesday, don't forget to top off that gas tank!

I'm Bad for Your Allergies

Itch
Scratch
I have mosquito bites all over my body!
woot!

To Learn On a Cool Night

Last night as I walked along the street heading down to the beach I saw a great many couples. I would say at least twenty. The air was cool but the night warm. Their was a festivity in the air. I alone, a passive onlooker to the breeze and the multitudes.

All the couples looked so different. Some matched stereotypically, others atypically (to the eye). It is a wonder to me that two people can sync up so seamlessly as to share a life. Sometimes, it seems so impossible in this big world. On the occasion that it does, it bears celebration. It's something of a miracle.

I don't know I just want people to be happy forever. ha ha.

Here are some less lofty thoughts:
I think I need new glasses.
I miss BF, and I hope the jungle is treating her well.
I also need to hang out with old friends, I miss them.
I get to see S. in a few hours and hey holy moly am I excited.

I find it very intimidating to give money/food to people on the street. I always want to, but if I have too long to think about it I panic and just keep walking. It's so weird, and it makes me feel crappy. I can't understand why this is. I don't feel threatened or endangered by these people at all. I think it might have something to do with creating a since of dignity in the transaction. You know? Any thoughts on this? Maybe I'm just a jerk?

HEY YOU ... have a nice weekend.

Cabin in the Woods

This weekend I felt like a stereo typical young person running off with my boyfriend to a cabin on the lake ... it was great. Then I felt less stereo typical when we took the train home and talked feverishly about Rand, Anarchism, and the plight of the human condition. We also got mistaken for high school students (ha ha).

Father's day was really nice. It was a day devoted to my father whom I care deeply for, but it ended up feeling more like a family day. Which is good for our family, and undoubtedly more pleasing to my father who hates being made a fuss over. I also taught my mom how to use Ebay. Apparently she bid on the same item in a couple different auctions and called to ask me what happens if she wins them all. Too cute.

It was an all star weekend.

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Monk

It's the most beautiful day I've seen in a loooong time and I'm stuck inside watching daytime television! Blah!

Ch-ch-Changes

Today I feel swollen like a rain cloud. In every sense of the phrase.

The Tangible Universe - Sunshine of Your Love

Truth is temperance.

It was Hot and Cold All at Once.

I miss you. Come across the borders, and then my borders, and then we'll come together.

Oh gosh that was honest.

More honesty? I'm embarrassed that I ever tried to convince you (and myself that I could leave you on the other side of the world). Shrug. As Emerson once wrote, "consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds." Don't ever believe anything I say. Ha ha.

I'm more tired than I have been in a million minutes (can't you tell). I'm out of work (for the week, yipee) also done dodging people making small talk from high school. Eff that noise, I'm not rude, I just don't care to talk to you. C'mon you don't really want to talk to me either!

I feel as though I'm drunk on the summer air. I drank too much and maybe I should prepare myself for the hangover.

Who Doesn't Like a Good Thunderstorm?

I think I'm settling back into suburban life well. Can't wait for August!

Here is a poll:

Should I or Shouldn't I purchase a Wii?
(S. you are exempt from this poll because I already know your answer)

ALSO, yesterday my babies turned two years old. Crazy malazy. John now says, "Et Phone Hooooooome!" It's precious and crazy that they used to not even be able to hold their heads up!