Hey all- totally on-time congromulations to d-von on his bertday.
Just a random pondering. Kinda reminiscent of Sunday School (read the title), but first a look inside what I've been up to recently.
i've been trying to get some plans to do some stuff out of the house for the last 2 weeks and it keeps falling through. Though I guess this is what always happens to me. Kinda like the past two trips to six flags. Anywhos time to get back on subject. My workplace has changed so much in the last week. The store scapegoat (Niel) has been transferred to another store, managment has been chewing us out for the past multiple months that sales through the self check out (furthermore will be referred to as scot) hasn't been what they expected, and the whole chain was sold to the company that owns Cub Foods. That and new technology that the chief demongraphic (seniors) that shops at the Jewel (yeah they use "the" in front of Jewel for some reason, easiest way to tell if you're old i guess) will think is the devil.
And for once I agree. Fingerprinting sure is a couple steps from the mark of the beast but we are slowly but surely making our way to the apocalypse. Who knew us being too lazy to remember where they put their perferred card would bring on the end of the world? God did. God is like Jeopardy! smart- to quote Little Nicky.
So yeah and a new class started today for me. Humanities. Swell stuff he's gonna teach us about works of art.
So yeah back to the title theme. Wants and needs. Well sure we want a lot of stuff. Its an unsatiable desire to consume everything we can get our hands on and the drive to get better than we have. Like when girls throw themselves at guys that are completely out of their league. Or when I try to have a blog/website people visit of their own free will. Yep wants are a great tool but also a great curse. Sure I want to settle down some day and have a family. Is it necessary? Not for a second. But hey wants are great.
Needs? Foodstuffs, companionship, shelter, religion. Everything everyone needs is there. I guess many assume by companionship I mean love. And sure love is a great thing. But its not the gushy smoochy shmoo-shmoopy hearts and cupids dancing around crap Ditz-nee and Hell's Mark have shoved down our throats. True love is an incredible thing... but not a feeling. Its commitment... its an unspoken bond and unconditional trust. Sure there's mutual sexual feelings there and hey its how God got us to reproduce that and he told us to. Hey guys... great line suggestion there.
so yeah that's about as much as my feminine side I'll let out today. How about that movie Dumb and Dumberer. Great knucklehead flick. I thought it would readily stink. And it didn't. Great nontraditional ending too. I saw that movie today and saw Ready to Rumble yesterday along with Fellowship of the Ring.
Good Times
Caio 'Corpsters
Monday, January 30, 2006
Friday, January 27, 2006
Vital Inforamation: The First
To celebrate my 50th post I shall begin a new ploy by ripping off the name Vital Information. But instead of random gibberish, I'll write about stuff you should know about. And this week you should know...
"What the jigger is nougat?"
Yeah we know candy bars feature chocolate, nuts, coconut, and other assorted fillings. None of which really make us wonder what it is. Chocolate is from some pod, nuts are grown on trees, coconuts a tropic fruit. Blah blah blah.
But what is nougat? Is it alien snot? Well sure it has the consistency and taste of nasal drippings. Its quite edible let me assure you, but is about as tasty as its name implies. Nougat is made from corn syrup (read sugar) and egg. That's it... they beat the egg like crazy til it congeals and heap it with sugar.
Now you're much wiser for learning this vital information so. I shall bid ye...
Caio 'Corpsters
"What the jigger is nougat?"
Yeah we know candy bars feature chocolate, nuts, coconut, and other assorted fillings. None of which really make us wonder what it is. Chocolate is from some pod, nuts are grown on trees, coconuts a tropic fruit. Blah blah blah.
But what is nougat? Is it alien snot? Well sure it has the consistency and taste of nasal drippings. Its quite edible let me assure you, but is about as tasty as its name implies. Nougat is made from corn syrup (read sugar) and egg. That's it... they beat the egg like crazy til it congeals and heap it with sugar.
Now you're much wiser for learning this vital information so. I shall bid ye...
Caio 'Corpsters
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Curioso Jorge
Just heard the first trailer for Curious George. Don't get me wrong Curious George rules out loud. And a movie about him in full length will be awesome. But i just don't see Will Ferril as the Man in the Yellow Hat. Sorry.
Meeting a Hero
How often does one meet a hero? Well yesterday I met mine. Dave Barry. Yeah we waited in line for one and a half hour but its was well worth it. Got my picture taken with him (with my dad's cell nonetheless) and he autographed his newest book for me "For Jeremy- my idol". Hilarious.
T'was a nice trip to Naperville. Finally all my birthday presents have arrived. What joy! Now to run wild and make me some juice.
Ciao 'Corpsters
Friday, January 20, 2006
Happy Birthday to Me!
You know you're a loser when your friends won't hang out with you even on your birthday. You all suck!
Beyond that crankiness... First week of school is over and its time for me to relax for a bit. Huzzah. So yeah, that's all I got for now but I'll post a couple more times and update my site.
Ciao 'Corpsters
Beyond that crankiness... First week of school is over and its time for me to relax for a bit. Huzzah. So yeah, that's all I got for now but I'll post a couple more times and update my site.
Ciao 'Corpsters
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Welcome back to chaos.
Ooops I mean class. Class haha! Yep classes are back in session and of course right off the bat I ran into chaos. Gather 'round kiddies and you shall hear my adventure over the past day and a half.
I began having my schedule working out great. Then an evil entitiy decided to rear its ugly head and steal our computer lab, a monster known as the heating and air conditioning class. It loomed in the shadows and pounced making my schedule suffer a near fatal blow. So Computer Science II moved to Thursday. Which isn't bad since it'll be the last class I have on any given week, but that ran into conflict with my work schedule.
I go into work as soon as the speed limit let me and run into the most lazy assistant front end manager. She had no idea at first what I meant by saying I couldn't work that day. Then said I'd have to find somebody to work the crappy hours they assigned me, and to top it off told me I had go in the next day, which is today, and speak to the other assistant manager. What fun!
In the meantime, I cleaned the walls and doors in my roomroom. Yeah that blue sticky tack just doesn't come off after its dried out for a couple (6) years. Also watched American Idol and they passed one of the worst singers ever. That was kinda funny and will lead to his eventual embarassment on national TV.
So yeah, the next day (today) I got up bright and early to take take care of that schedule conflict then ran off to my class to find nobody in the room. Apparently I had signed up for a late start class and didn't figure it out til I showed up. Also turns out my Biology class is the same thing. So for another good 12 days I only have 2 classes to worry about. Calc 2 and CS 2. Its the revenge of the sequels.
So yeah, that the chaos I suffered this week and with my valiant sword of fixing stuff I slain that foul creature that pityfully tried to hinder me. But in the end it worked for me cuz I don't have to work tomorrow. Three huzzahs.
On a more serious note, I'd like to offer some sage advice. Never roommate with anyone you want to hate by the end of the semester. Its a gauranteed condition.
'Caio Corpsters!
I began having my schedule working out great. Then an evil entitiy decided to rear its ugly head and steal our computer lab, a monster known as the heating and air conditioning class. It loomed in the shadows and pounced making my schedule suffer a near fatal blow. So Computer Science II moved to Thursday. Which isn't bad since it'll be the last class I have on any given week, but that ran into conflict with my work schedule.
I go into work as soon as the speed limit let me and run into the most lazy assistant front end manager. She had no idea at first what I meant by saying I couldn't work that day. Then said I'd have to find somebody to work the crappy hours they assigned me, and to top it off told me I had go in the next day, which is today, and speak to the other assistant manager. What fun!
In the meantime, I cleaned the walls and doors in my roomroom. Yeah that blue sticky tack just doesn't come off after its dried out for a couple (6) years. Also watched American Idol and they passed one of the worst singers ever. That was kinda funny and will lead to his eventual embarassment on national TV.
So yeah, the next day (today) I got up bright and early to take take care of that schedule conflict then ran off to my class to find nobody in the room. Apparently I had signed up for a late start class and didn't figure it out til I showed up. Also turns out my Biology class is the same thing. So for another good 12 days I only have 2 classes to worry about. Calc 2 and CS 2. Its the revenge of the sequels.
So yeah, that the chaos I suffered this week and with my valiant sword of fixing stuff I slain that foul creature that pityfully tried to hinder me. But in the end it worked for me cuz I don't have to work tomorrow. Three huzzahs.
On a more serious note, I'd like to offer some sage advice. Never roommate with anyone you want to hate by the end of the semester. Its a gauranteed condition.
'Caio Corpsters!
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Censorship a bit off?
GUENTHERIFIC WARNING... MINOR OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE USED AS AN EXAMPLE NOT USED TO SWEAR. IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY THIS LANGUAGE COVER YOUR VIRGIN EYES AND... who am I kidding... Its really not offensive and its not like the FCC can do anything about it. Back to a normal blog in 3... 2... 1...
Post 45 something somthing alive.
Like most of my blog topics out of nowhere then idea jumps right in. I remember watching an episode of the best show ever Futurama when the Professor flaunts his infamous "Sweet Zombie Jesus" and they censored the word Jesus. Kinda like when they censor part of the word asshole... what part do they censor out? Hole. Yeah.
Yep apparently Futuama is looking better and better to being revived. Just like Family Guy. I guess there's something for those pathetic losers like me to live for. (Besides the fact that my enemies want me dead.)
Which brings me to the topic of my enemies. You'll never get me. I know where you're coming from. But those close will never suspect a stab in the back. Wait... I think I lost my train of thought there. Kinda hard to do when you're watching TV.
Ahh well forget it.
Ciao 'Corpsters
Post 45 something somthing alive.
Like most of my blog topics out of nowhere then idea jumps right in. I remember watching an episode of the best show ever Futurama when the Professor flaunts his infamous "Sweet Zombie Jesus" and they censored the word Jesus. Kinda like when they censor part of the word asshole... what part do they censor out? Hole. Yeah.
Yep apparently Futuama is looking better and better to being revived. Just like Family Guy. I guess there's something for those pathetic losers like me to live for. (Besides the fact that my enemies want me dead.)
Which brings me to the topic of my enemies. You'll never get me. I know where you're coming from. But those close will never suspect a stab in the back. Wait... I think I lost my train of thought there. Kinda hard to do when you're watching TV.
Ahh well forget it.
Ciao 'Corpsters
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Lame Joke Attack!!!
A Chicago man dies and goes to hell. When he gets there, the devil comes over to welcome him. The devil then says, "Sometimes it gets pretty uncomfortable down here." The man says, "No problem. I'm from Chicago." So the devil goes over to the thermostat, turns the temperature up to 100, and the humidity up to 80. He then goes back to the Chicago man to see how he's doing. To the devil's surprise, the man is doing just fine. "No problem...just like Chicago in June," the man says. So the devil goes back over to the thermostat, and turns the temperature up to 150, and the humidity up to 90. He then goes back over to see how the Chicago man is doing. The man is sweating a little, but overall looks comfortable. "No problem. Just like Chicago in July," the man says. So now the devil goes over to the thermostat, turns the temperature up to 200, and the humidity up to 100. When he goes back to see how the man is doing, the man is sweating profusely, and has taken his shirt off. Otherwise, he seems OK. He says, "No problem. Just like Chicago in August." Now the devil is really perplexed. So he goes back to the thermostat, and turns the temperature down to MINUS 150 DEGREES. Immediately, all the humidity in the air freezes up, and the whole place (meaning Hell) becomes a frigid, barren, frozen, deathly cold wasteland. When he goes back now to see how the Chicago man is doing, he is shocked to discover the man is jumping up and down, and cheering in obvious delight. The devil immediately asks the man what's going on. To which the Chicago man replies..... "THE CUBS WON THE WORLD SERIES!!!" "THE CUBS WON THE WORLD SERIES!!!"
Ciao ‘Corpsters
Ciao ‘Corpsters
Friday, January 6, 2006
Why buy the cow?
We all know the saying... Why buy the cow when the milk is free. Previously it was a great way to insult whores and explain why they'll never get hitched.
But I use the same mentality towards these DVD's television networks are shoving down our throats. Sure I understand if you wanna see episodes of Alf (or my personal fave Samurai Jack)... go ahead and buy the season DVD's I mean its not like you can find the episodes anywhere. But what I'm talking about is the seasons of the shows that are like on 50 times a day (ie the out of material Simpsons). There is absolutely no reason why somebody would invest in such a thing. Is the commentary worth the 40 bucks? No. Is the "special features" worth it? No. I mean if you love looking for Easter Eggs go steal the chocolate from kiddies. Or you want to see crappy versions that weren't good enough for TV? No! Do you want to really see the making of? Perhaps, its interesting. But its not like we civilians have the means or money to do something even remotely similar.
Take that!
Ciao 'Corpsters
But I use the same mentality towards these DVD's television networks are shoving down our throats. Sure I understand if you wanna see episodes of Alf (or my personal fave Samurai Jack)... go ahead and buy the season DVD's I mean its not like you can find the episodes anywhere. But what I'm talking about is the seasons of the shows that are like on 50 times a day (ie the out of material Simpsons). There is absolutely no reason why somebody would invest in such a thing. Is the commentary worth the 40 bucks? No. Is the "special features" worth it? No. I mean if you love looking for Easter Eggs go steal the chocolate from kiddies. Or you want to see crappy versions that weren't good enough for TV? No! Do you want to really see the making of? Perhaps, its interesting. But its not like we civilians have the means or money to do something even remotely similar.
Take that!
Ciao 'Corpsters
Monday, January 2, 2006
Lost a Piece of My Life...
Cabin Fever. What can I say? Being stuck inside all day stinks.
Now back to reality. Finally plugged in my new electric toothbrush... that thing is pretty crazy. I know its doing a ton better than my wrist at brushing my teeth but some how I get the feeling I lost yet another piece of my life to a machine.
Yeah that is a silly and strange feeling to have. But hey its makes for added readership with a title like that, ha! Frickin' awesome. Yeah sometimes I get irrational fears into my head, the kind mom has tried to get wired into my head from infancy. Obviously she is so interested in having grandchildren (or a daughter) I'd never hear the end of it. Blah blah blah. Yeah its the whole girlfriend thing again. Rest assured my fate is sealed. I will find the one and she will be worth dating despite the social wastelands I've spent my entire life in.
That and here comes the moral of this story... no matter what don't date anyone you went to grade school with. No matter how much of a great idea it might seem... it always bites you in the ass. And no, TV is no basis on how relationships should go.
Sure I'm a 20 year old virgin. But I've realized the entire course of my life through much thinking. God wants me to do better than the status quo. Yeah I'm the one who doesn't drink, smoke, or speeds in the car. I know some people have said I should go into public ministry because of my strong moral fibre... erm.. fiber... yeesh I'm writting more British everyday. But I'm not so keen on the crappy pay or the learning dead languages thing. Ditto for teaching.
I see myself as a neo-traditionalist. Sure I am for the most part old school but I do understand the basis of being old fashioned for the sake of being old fashioned is stupid. There are many things to learn from our history and its way of life, but just in the same way we shouldn't simply ignore new ways of thought and reasoning. My faith is the most important thing in my life despite the fact I haven't been to church in two years. Half of it is work, but the other half is I'm sick of people ignoring new fresh ways of doing things because they're afraid of change (i.e. my brother). Change is not always for the worse. I know what I believe in and there isn't a thing that will change that. There are souls out there at risk dying everyday because of people that might make the biggest contributors to the church's coffers nervous(i.e. my brother again). I know my role in this world, if God so chooses to strike down someone close to me or plague me with something its not His fault. Its for the best. Maybe people should realize this and get over themselves.
Thinking about someone that distracts me from my path is not worth the time and effort. I've spent too much time fretting over a girl that's too nieve to know how good she actually has it. Having you head up in the clouds is about as good as it is up your ass. These aren't the days of the knight in shining armor coming to sweep you off your feet and ride off into the sunset. We knights take a more contemporary armor that hides us among the crowd but that certainly doesn't make us one of it. Nor does it say we don't exist either.
You are judged by your company. Easy. If you're in the tough looking group they assume you are as well. Thusly if you hang in a group that does stuff you don't approve of... what kind of moral fiber are you made of? Is lifelong (or school-long) popularity worth it to corrupt your immortal soul or to a lesser extent your attitude? If a person is a jerk they're obviously not your friend. No amount of trying to change people will work. Preach what you believe and leave it at that. If they're not going to listen now... the probably never will.
I guess I'm just a hopeless romantic like that...
Ciao 'Corpsters
Now back to reality. Finally plugged in my new electric toothbrush... that thing is pretty crazy. I know its doing a ton better than my wrist at brushing my teeth but some how I get the feeling I lost yet another piece of my life to a machine.
Yeah that is a silly and strange feeling to have. But hey its makes for added readership with a title like that, ha! Frickin' awesome. Yeah sometimes I get irrational fears into my head, the kind mom has tried to get wired into my head from infancy. Obviously she is so interested in having grandchildren (or a daughter) I'd never hear the end of it. Blah blah blah. Yeah its the whole girlfriend thing again. Rest assured my fate is sealed. I will find the one and she will be worth dating despite the social wastelands I've spent my entire life in.
That and here comes the moral of this story... no matter what don't date anyone you went to grade school with. No matter how much of a great idea it might seem... it always bites you in the ass. And no, TV is no basis on how relationships should go.
Sure I'm a 20 year old virgin. But I've realized the entire course of my life through much thinking. God wants me to do better than the status quo. Yeah I'm the one who doesn't drink, smoke, or speeds in the car. I know some people have said I should go into public ministry because of my strong moral fibre... erm.. fiber... yeesh I'm writting more British everyday. But I'm not so keen on the crappy pay or the learning dead languages thing. Ditto for teaching.
I see myself as a neo-traditionalist. Sure I am for the most part old school but I do understand the basis of being old fashioned for the sake of being old fashioned is stupid. There are many things to learn from our history and its way of life, but just in the same way we shouldn't simply ignore new ways of thought and reasoning. My faith is the most important thing in my life despite the fact I haven't been to church in two years. Half of it is work, but the other half is I'm sick of people ignoring new fresh ways of doing things because they're afraid of change (i.e. my brother). Change is not always for the worse. I know what I believe in and there isn't a thing that will change that. There are souls out there at risk dying everyday because of people that might make the biggest contributors to the church's coffers nervous(i.e. my brother again). I know my role in this world, if God so chooses to strike down someone close to me or plague me with something its not His fault. Its for the best. Maybe people should realize this and get over themselves.
Thinking about someone that distracts me from my path is not worth the time and effort. I've spent too much time fretting over a girl that's too nieve to know how good she actually has it. Having you head up in the clouds is about as good as it is up your ass. These aren't the days of the knight in shining armor coming to sweep you off your feet and ride off into the sunset. We knights take a more contemporary armor that hides us among the crowd but that certainly doesn't make us one of it. Nor does it say we don't exist either.
You are judged by your company. Easy. If you're in the tough looking group they assume you are as well. Thusly if you hang in a group that does stuff you don't approve of... what kind of moral fiber are you made of? Is lifelong (or school-long) popularity worth it to corrupt your immortal soul or to a lesser extent your attitude? If a person is a jerk they're obviously not your friend. No amount of trying to change people will work. Preach what you believe and leave it at that. If they're not going to listen now... the probably never will.
I guess I'm just a hopeless romantic like that...
Ciao 'Corpsters
Sunday, January 1, 2006
Just call me sir
Happy New Year!
Huzzah my winter vacation is bout half over and its time I get cleaning my filthy smelly room. Yeah its been this way since... grade school. But its high time I redecorate. By that I mean decorate it for the first time.
Today was ok, no work and Myth Busters marathon. But all in all, I'm still bored. Stupid workplace closed early so I have no clue when I work tomorrow. Meh Big deal
Well my short blog is done. Take that Eric!
Ciao 'Corpsters
Huzzah my winter vacation is bout half over and its time I get cleaning my filthy smelly room. Yeah its been this way since... grade school. But its high time I redecorate. By that I mean decorate it for the first time.
Today was ok, no work and Myth Busters marathon. But all in all, I'm still bored. Stupid workplace closed early so I have no clue when I work tomorrow. Meh Big deal
Well my short blog is done. Take that Eric!
Ciao 'Corpsters
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