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Today was all about protection. Getting my infrastructure in order. Being proactive to a point of inanity. Why? I guess when you feel like things are spinning too fast, maybe a little out of control, you try to find something you can control. I'm not a control freak or anything...to be fair, some of my friend's might disagree...but I think that when things are spinning, if you try to grab a little ground here and there, you can slow the spin. So I dealt with some minor stuff. Little "Wins" that made me feel like I had a grip on things...or at least was getting one. Gotta love delusions.
My day began with the usual routine. Wait. Lemme rewind a little. Killer and I hung out last night. We do that so well. I've never had that with an SO (Significant Other) before. Anyway, around ten or so, we decided to go up to the bedroom and watch a little more tube before we fell asleep. I managed to go coma ~10:30. The funny thing is I haven't been sleeping well lately, but I managed to sleep until 9am. I woke up refreshed and with a smile on my face. I was stoked that I had slept for 9 and a half hours. My first order of habit when I'm at my beach house (no, I'm not financially, ridiculously well off): I check the surf report. Nothing gets me off more than waking up and going surfing. The surf was flat, so I checked out my news feeds and saw the typical B.S. Rehnquist dies. "Idiot" nominates Roberts for Chief Justice. (For the record, I will not refer to that ass-clown in the White House by his name, supposed title, or anything that could come close to indicating respect - immature? maybe. See profile.) Disgusted and in need of some release, I fired up my PS2 and the hedonistic orgy known as "GTA San Andreas". The endorphin rush of using "R2" and tapping the "O" button when surrounded by rival gang members as I "capped their asses" quickly replaced fantasies that could inspire interviews with the Secret Service. As I played, it struck me as odd that all the uproar regarding the game is about a patch that you can download for the PC (ironic) version of the game which allows you to watch 3D characters engaging in lewd and lascivious behavior (Jim Morrison was arrested for that in Dade County, Florida, when he exposed himself on stage)...I mean...I think the media and the pundits really missed the ball on this one. What's offensive is that even without the patch, kids should not be playing this game! It's so violent and morally twisted that unless you "get it", it could cause you to grow up with a totally messed up value system. (BTW, I've not once physically accosted or injured anyone a la Bugs, Wile E., Tom & Jerry) Even worse, according to the Christian Right, kid's might begin to think that sex is ok. This one confuses the hell out of me. Violence and gore is less likely to corrupt young minds than sex? For a group that was commanded to "go forth and multiply" and "Thou shalt not kill", I think they got this one backwards. Of course, this is the same group that fought like hell to keep a brain-dead woman alive, rather than allow her to go peacefully into the afterlife that the new testament tells them they should be longing for. It's almost as though they're scared to die. Then again, knowing about the inside of religious organizations as I do, I'd be pretty freaking bummed to know that I was going to be spending eternity with some of them. Back to the point: when will parents stop asking the media to take responsibility for what their kids are exposed to? Freakin' get a grip. Should the media just serve up Barny TV, Movies, and Music 24/7? Hmmm...maybe "Idiot" might learn how to play nice with groups of Americans that didn't vote for him...you know...like respond with some degree of urgency when they're in crisis.
See the theme here? Protection. I guess the real question is what are we protecting ourselves from? Maybe even more important: who is protecting us and is it really "them" that we need protecting from? Maybe we should invest more confidence in our own abilities to protect our selves (and our children) than to let someone we barely know, identify what is a threat and what isn't. We have brains and to me that dictates that we don't have to behave like sheep.
Killer and I watched the second to last episode for the season of Entourage tonight. You gotta love Ari "Let's hug it out, bitch" Gold. He gets fired from the agency and suddenly his world goes into "The Spin". Cell phone cut off, $80,000 car taken away, guards keeping him from getting back into his office. He, in a way, grabs his ground...confirms his assistant's loyalty...gets a bottle of Jack (comfort food)...and goes home to his $3,000,000 house and beautiful wife. If you haven't seen the show, you gotta watch it at least once. Jeremy Piven is priceless.
My day began with the usual routine. Wait. Lemme rewind a little. Killer and I hung out last night. We do that so well. I've never had that with an SO (Significant Other) before. Anyway, around ten or so, we decided to go up to the bedroom and watch a little more tube before we fell asleep. I managed to go coma ~10:30. The funny thing is I haven't been sleeping well lately, but I managed to sleep until 9am. I woke up refreshed and with a smile on my face. I was stoked that I had slept for 9 and a half hours. My first order of habit when I'm at my beach house (no, I'm not financially, ridiculously well off): I check the surf report. Nothing gets me off more than waking up and going surfing. The surf was flat, so I checked out my news feeds and saw the typical B.S. Rehnquist dies. "Idiot" nominates Roberts for Chief Justice. (For the record, I will not refer to that ass-clown in the White House by his name, supposed title, or anything that could come close to indicating respect - immature? maybe. See profile.) Disgusted and in need of some release, I fired up my PS2 and the hedonistic orgy known as "GTA San Andreas". The endorphin rush of using "R2" and tapping the "O" button when surrounded by rival gang members as I "capped their asses" quickly replaced fantasies that could inspire interviews with the Secret Service. As I played, it struck me as odd that all the uproar regarding the game is about a patch that you can download for the PC (ironic) version of the game which allows you to watch 3D characters engaging in lewd and lascivious behavior (Jim Morrison was arrested for that in Dade County, Florida, when he exposed himself on stage)...I mean...I think the media and the pundits really missed the ball on this one. What's offensive is that even without the patch, kids should not be playing this game! It's so violent and morally twisted that unless you "get it", it could cause you to grow up with a totally messed up value system. (BTW, I've not once physically accosted or injured anyone a la Bugs, Wile E., Tom & Jerry) Even worse, according to the Christian Right, kid's might begin to think that sex is ok. This one confuses the hell out of me. Violence and gore is less likely to corrupt young minds than sex? For a group that was commanded to "go forth and multiply" and "Thou shalt not kill", I think they got this one backwards. Of course, this is the same group that fought like hell to keep a brain-dead woman alive, rather than allow her to go peacefully into the afterlife that the new testament tells them they should be longing for. It's almost as though they're scared to die. Then again, knowing about the inside of religious organizations as I do, I'd be pretty freaking bummed to know that I was going to be spending eternity with some of them. Back to the point: when will parents stop asking the media to take responsibility for what their kids are exposed to? Freakin' get a grip. Should the media just serve up Barny TV, Movies, and Music 24/7? Hmmm...maybe "Idiot" might learn how to play nice with groups of Americans that didn't vote for him...you know...like respond with some degree of urgency when they're in crisis.
See the theme here? Protection. I guess the real question is what are we protecting ourselves from? Maybe even more important: who is protecting us and is it really "them" that we need protecting from? Maybe we should invest more confidence in our own abilities to protect our selves (and our children) than to let someone we barely know, identify what is a threat and what isn't. We have brains and to me that dictates that we don't have to behave like sheep.
Killer and I watched the second to last episode for the season of Entourage tonight. You gotta love Ari "Let's hug it out, bitch" Gold. He gets fired from the agency and suddenly his world goes into "The Spin". Cell phone cut off, $80,000 car taken away, guards keeping him from getting back into his office. He, in a way, grabs his ground...confirms his assistant's loyalty...gets a bottle of Jack (comfort food)...and goes home to his $3,000,000 house and beautiful wife. If you haven't seen the show, you gotta watch it at least once. Jeremy Piven is priceless.
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