QUOTE OF THE DAY :
"I'm a humble person, really. I'm actually much greater than I think I am."
SONG OF THE DAY :
The Stills - Still In Love Song
LINK OF THE DAY : Ebaum's World.
Mine honour is my life, both grow in one;
Take honour from me and my life is done.
Jesus. Is there anything he can't do?
Good times. Took the Go-Train to Hamilton and chilled with Johnny at McMaster last night. Went to the campus Clarb(Club/Bar), Quarters.
Clubbing is an interesting experience if you think about it. A bunch of drunk people in a darkened room, dancing etc. To music of questionable origin.
A synopsis of my night... If you'll indulge me.
Endured a brutally cold 15 minute walk from Johnny's house to Mac. Once there we stood in line for 3 hours. Always fun.
We finally got into the place, only to discover that the coat check was full... Meaning we had to carry our jackets around the whole night. Oh well, time to beer it up a notch!
Cruised around the club for a bit, just to get the lay of the land. The ladies were looking good last night. Also ran into a few people from Malvern, a few I was pleased to see, and others I would have sooner punched than said hello.
The drinks were flowing and the place was jumping, the night had potential. I quickly lost Johnny to the fray, and hit the main dance floor. I can't dance, but I get by. I just tell the girl I can't dance, and the response usually is
"That's okay, I'll show you!"
I probably should learn, but hey whatever works.
Inner Monologue for the night.
"This song sucks!" "My goodness!" "Good god that's not right!" "Need another drink."
"That's quite a dress... Or lack thereof." "Do I know this person?" "WOW." "I can't dance, but who cares."
"Sean Paul... Not again." "Can they do that?" "Where the hell did Johnny go?"
Ran into Johnny again, then we ran into Tristan from Malvern, who commented that we looked like an Old Navy commercial with our rugby shirts and khakis on. That guy is always good for a laugh, comic genius.
The night continued this way for a while. Running into people, dancing, drinking, etc. Gets kind of boring after a while.
10 beers and a double vodka tonic later, it was 2 am. Time to call it a night.
Slept on a dirty ass mattress from the basement of Johnny's house, coughed up a lung in the middle of the night, and made myself a grilled cheese sandwich in the morning. Then got on the Toronto Express.
Walked from Union to my Dad's house. We watched a couple episodes of this show called Firefly. Now if you haven't seen it, you should. The show is best described as a Sci-Fi Western, the short lived series is now on DVD. It's pretty cool. Check it out. Firefly
Hmmm... Mind numbingly detailed description of past 24 hours, blatant plug for a show I like... What else am I missing?
Aha! Political commentary. Wouldn't be a Will Post without it.
Bush to seek manned flights to Moon, Mars.
This is a good thing. Exploration is paramount. And don't give me that 'This money could be better spent on trying to cure cancer.' or 'We could feed poor people in Africa with this money!'. Manned space exploration can be deemed just as important. Before anyone tries to shoot me down I'll say this.
You want to cure cancer? Take all the shit out of the food we eat, preservatives, genetic modifications etc. Clean the air, and the water we drink. So on and so forth. To seek a medical CURE for cancer is pointless, the disease is so varied in type and symptoms there is no one cure. Prevention is the method, but I fear at this point prevention is next to impossible. So we're pretty much screwed.
In regards to poor, famished people in developing nations. Don't dump food and money on them. Teach them to feed themselves. Help them to establish their own infrastructure. Giving them handouts of food and money is pointless.
Give a man some fish, and he'll come back wanting more. Teach him to fish and he'll leave you the fuck alone.
That's my three cents. I hope I've maimed and offended as many people as possible.
GO MOON !
GO MARS !