Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Have to agree with Johnny

So, there is a website that let's people from all over the world tell Americans how they should vote. Yep, nothing influences my decision on who will be running my country like the opinions of the French, Iranians, Burmese, ect... .

In fact, one Australian woman wonders why she can not vote in the US election. Let's see here... MAYBE BECAUSE YOU ARE AUSTRALIAN. The Brussels Journal, has an excerpt of some Liberal Europeans wanting US voting rights.

Did I get consulted when your Prime Minister, King, Despot, etc... came into power? No, well Mr. Cash here seems to express my view of your input.


Rhythm

Rap-pida-rap-pida-rap

Hands move of their own accord, shoulders burn.

Rap-pida-rap-pida-rap

A small red bag swings back and forth, keeping the rhythm.

Rap-pida-rap-pida-rap

None of the worries of the day matter, just stay with the rhythm.

Rap-pida-rap-pida-rap

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Villians

O villain, villain, smiling, damnèd villain!
My tables—meet it is I set it down
That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain—

Hamlet Act 1, scene 5, 105–109

For every hero, must there be a villain? What defines each party? Is it definite, or just a matter of perspective?

In the movies it's a bit easier to tell who is who. In real life, not so much.

Monday, May 19, 2008

Enough

"I haven't seen you in awhile."

A shrug
"Got the distinct feeling that I was neither needed or wanted around. Can't ever seem to catch you outside the group, and the last dinner I was stood up."

"Don't be like that, Let's have dinner tomorrow and catch up. Give me a call when you get off of work."

Ignoring the growing feeling that I'm an idiot.
"OK, I'll give you a ring. Talk to you tomorrow."

The next day

"My friends want to join us, but they don't get off till late. Can we move things around?"

Yep, should have listened to that feeling

Thursday, May 08, 2008

Surreal moments

Every now and then the everyday world throws you a curve ball. Not a good or a bad moment, just something really odd. A few weeks ago I had one, when I heard a Buddhist monk singing Frank Sinatra's "My Way". Today's kinda blew that one out of the water.

I was exiting the convenience store on base when I heard music. It was a kind of John Williams, climatic battle of a movie, classical piece (turns out the base band was practicing on the other side of the building). Turning towards the sound, I see a soldier with a similar odd look on his face.

"So, ever get the feeling you were about to join in an epic battle between good and evil?"

He gives me a quick nod and replies:

"Yeah, I really hope we're the good guys."

Monday, May 05, 2008

Now that's funny

Sometimes the universe has a great sense of humor. This particular story had me rolling, Free Tibet flags made in China. On a side note, my much ignored photo blog has had an update.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Tomorrow and Today

Tomorrow I have a fight, not one in a physical sense, but a fight to stay in my current job role. Tomorrow I have to convince people that they need my expertise, and that if I leave they can not afford to replace me. Tomorrow I have to play politician.

Today I have a fight, one of choices and consequences. Today I have to convince people that there is right and wrong. Today I have to play knight.

Maybe the day after tomorrow, I'll get to play me.

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Getting too old for this crowd

"So why wasn't she at the wedding?"
"Dunno tried calling her, but her phone is off."
"Well, she went under pretty hard last night."

The temperature of the coffee shop drops.

"I'm sorry what? When I left last night she was going to be following me so she could go to the wedding."
"We kinda forced her to play drinking games."
"Why the hell would you do that?"

The question is soft, but has the stopping power of a train.
"We needed someone to do the trivia challenges."
"You had eight people at the table, and she did them all?"

The edge in my voice seems to be noticeable enough that the non English speaking people in the coffee shop are edging away from my table.

"Umm... Yeah well, we didn't want to be shot for the wedding, and I didn't want my sister and her boyfriend to do it."

"I see... so instead you make her do them all. The same girl who was trying to stay away from all the drinking. Good looking out for your friend there."

This really bothers me, the fact that it happened and the fact that I seem to be the only one bothered by it.