The Collector

It's interesting how certain things from your past helped shape you more than you often realize. I like to find things. I like to collect. I like to take things from where they don't belong, and recirculate them into the places they do.

From the time I was little, my family would go out along the edges of our city's golf course and search for lost golf balls. As simple of an activity as that may sound, I realize now that it was quite a productive hobby. It was exercise. It was entertaining; like a weekly easter egg hunt. It was time the family spent together. It saved my dad from having to spend money on new golf balls. And it made me a few extra bucks when I would sell the rest to random golfers.

It's been years now since we last went golf ball hunting. But some part of my brain still lights up on occasion the way it did when spotting a ball in the brush. It's the same feeling now when I see recyclable items (bottles, cans, etc) in a garbage can. That tells me something. Maybe it's a sign. Maybe it's the universe trying to tell me something.

With the mentality of knowing that every little bit helps in the end, I can't help feeling that there's so much I could do about all this unnecessary waste.

Today's Thought

If you are someone who sells pets to potential suitors; someone who profits from the sale of puppies, kittens, and animals of all kinds, then you are a heartless person in my eyes. I distinguish no difference between the selling of pets and the selling of human babies. Why is it considered so disgusting to sell a baby, while millions of baby animals are bought and sold every week?

Today's Thought

Regarding world-renowned cellist Yo-Yo Ma: I think it would be much more amusing if his name was Yo Ma-Ma.

A New Hope

Finally, we have a new President. Finally, we can begin to fix the mess that the Bush Administration, fear-mongering republicans and other christian zealots alike, have created so quickly in the last few years. Finally we have the opportunity to stand up against these power-hungry fiends and let it be known that we've had quite enough of their shit.

Finally, we can make some goddamn progress in this country.

Evolution 2.0

I often find myself stranded in the frustrating void somewhere between aspiration and normality. A seemingly endless list of projects - minor to major - stretching over millenia, needing to be completed within the span of one insignificant little life. How frustrating it is when the utopian world I can so clearly envision in my mind routinely fails to come to fruition.

I can see the things that should be; the things that are but shouldn't. I can see the things that are there, but are not as efficient as they should be. I can see the things we could (and should) do without; the wastes. And I see the many things we need to finally let go of and move on from.

I see them all.

Ebony & Ivory

I have heard, time after time, people making fun of Ebony & Ivory. Yet, it's an inspiring, catchy song with a great message. Stevie Wonder and Paul McCartney - two musical legends in their prime playing together... I'd love for someone to explain to me once and for all why so many people consider it to be uncool. Because i don't see it at all.

I will always love it. It will always be nostalgic for me.

Bushwacked

Has anyone else been noticing that the media no longer calls George W. "President Bush"? Instead they've often been referring to him as "Mr. Bush", even though he's still the current president of the United States of America.

I think that says a lot more about his failed presidency than most might realize.