Wednesday, December 15, 2010
One Hello World
I glanced around the site, found a couple tracks, listened to what they had to say and I don't really know what to think. Don't get me wrong, its great that people can find a way of expressing they're situations in way that is public, but not in a life altering way. And the music is great as well its just, them together... I mean, if I was just listening to the recording of the phone call, would it be as emotional? Important? Adding the music seems like a hollywood move, make everything more dramatic and add music. Couldn't we simply have a site that had these phone calls? But then I started to realize there is another person involved in this circle, the guy making the music. Music helps me deal with things, so why couldn't this be his form of catharsis? In my head I was ripping on him for trying to improve the comsumer appeal to each phone call by adding dramatic music, but how can I rip on passion? I can't, so needless to say I like the site. Seems like a great way for everyone involved to express themselves and benefit from it. I wish that I had knew about this site before now. And kudos to Feick for linking something that didn't suck.
New Years Resolution
Oh, hello there, I didn't see you come in. I was just creating a list of new years resolutions for 2011. You want to see them you say? Well I suppose you can have a peek. Now before you read, I don't really enjoy new years resolutions, because 99% of the time people don't follow through on them, but today I'm suffering from blog-writers block. In 2011 I want to...
- hug a koala bear
- give away something I consider valuable
- make a million dollars
- eat a pizza in Italy
- survive off the land for a week
- take a shower in Niagara Falls
- eat something bigger than my head
- build a meat smoker (just something I've always wanted to do...I know I know)
- figure out how to play all the songs I used to know on guitar but got lazy and stopped practising
- play basketball with Obama (I stole this one, but that doesn't change how awesome it is)
- tray and make someones life just a little bit better
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Grinch or Who?
With most things, I tend to be the cynic, so usually I have a pretty bad outlook on society and things like that. But who can possibly be a Grinch when it comes to Christmas? No one. The time with families great, gifts, just everything that encompasses the Christmas season is something that no one can have animosity towards. However, even though we have all this stuff, the food the presents, it bums me out to think of those who don't have any of that stuff. We take for granted so many things that we have, and yet we live in one of the best places in the world, free from oppression and -what I'm very thankful for- religious discrimination. I love Christmas, but it seems like all the commercialize around this holiday is making it into a day to see who can buy the perfect gift, or have the most presents, what Christmas isn't about. Of course I love getting gifts but it feel really great to give things too. So I'm posting a link to a charity that really makes sense to me, its Operation Christmas Child (http://www.samaritanspurse.ca/occ/). It involves packing a shoe box full of toys, or items like shoes and clothes, to be sent to people in third world countries, who have never been given a gift for Christmas. It works with churches world wide, and while it is a religious based operation, it's undeniable that this is something worth while. If you feel like donating, or maybe even packing a shoe box, I encourage it, I my self and packing one for my church. And let's not forget the real reason for the season, family and really really good turkey.
Friday, December 3, 2010
I Dunnoooooo
As the school year quickly passes, it occurred to me that "holy crap, I have to apply to schools", and I realized I haven't given this near enough thought. It is my future after all. So I decided to go to a couple of university seminars. I went to the Brock seminar, and the Waterloo one and finally Western. Now I know its the presenters job to sell the university as best as they can, but Waterloo and Western seem pretty alright. But there's of course the most difficult choice; what I actually want to go for in those schools. I'm alright at English, and while that is a pretty generic degree, it can lead to a lot, right? Then I was thinking maybe history, but honestly, what can a history degree get you other than a job teaching history...not much. Let's be real, I don't want to go to school for something I'm not sure if I'll need it for my future - especially when it costs close to $20,000 a year. My marks are pretty decent though, currently holding a 89.5 average so if I keep it up, choosing a school shouldn't be a problem. It just seems like its all happening so fast, it kind of sucks to be honest.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Oh Honest Abe
I checked out the Letters of Note blog site and found it pretty dull. The premise is fairly stimulating, but it lacks the viable resources to continue steadily at such a elevated commensurate. While this particular post relates to a public figure such as Abraham Lincoln, I began browsing other posts to find a less than exuberant discovery of several post relating to the nothing of relevance; and why would one read for that of the irrelevant? I did however find a rather interesting collection of manuscripts from Edward Mike Davis - former CEO of the Houston based Tiger Oil Company - to his staff referring to "rug hygiene". I found the lay out disappointing; it is obvious the designers aimed for sleek and modern, but ended up more homely.
However, whilst on the topic of "honest Abe" I feel the necessity to point out the pulchritudinousness of the for mentioned facial hair. And as Movember comes to a close I too will be regarding my salutations to the now disheveled figure known as my facial hair. Honest Abe all the way.
However, whilst on the topic of "honest Abe" I feel the necessity to point out the pulchritudinousness of the for mentioned facial hair. And as Movember comes to a close I too will be regarding my salutations to the now disheveled figure known as my facial hair. Honest Abe all the way.
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