quick update

hi everybody,

• check it - one of my favourite things to write
• "ou" - i love using the Canadian spelling (e.g. favourite, labour, honour)
• spent two days in DC almost two weeks ago
• could have easily stayed two months - and still would not have my fill
• my wife and I are ready to buy a place of our own :)
  

tata
neutron

A thought or two

Although we all have dreams of what we want to become or of what we had hoped to become, most of us take an all-or-nothing approach to it. I know I do. It wasn't until yesterday that I realized it doesn't have to be that way. There is a middle path. We may get paid a little less, we may work a little harder but all-in-all, we'd be a lot happier. I guess what I'm saying is, a lot of us treat our jobs as temporary, a stepping stone of sorts ... only to realize that our dreams may never come true. We then realize that the stepping stone was actually an island ... an island we never managed to get off of.

Needless to say, I got a new job.

(courtesy of www.oldgamesdb.com)

The shortest and most profound thing I could think of

Wake up!

New hobby!

I've got a new hobby, almost. I signed up with the Archers of Caledon. Yes, I want to pick up archery. My brother has been doing it for some time now and I've been meaning to join myself but finally just took the initiative. From the way I'm writing this, it sounds rather fresh doesn't it? I should add, this sudden burst of initiative came out over three weeks ago. I signed up three weeks ago and am still waiting for them to process my membership application. They didn't waste any time taking my money but actually setting me up, uh no, that must takes weeks of course!!!!

I'm pissed. In any case, my bow looks really cool!

Left Undone

Here's something I worked on late Friday night. Everyone else I know was out doing stuff but this is all I wanted to do.

Time gone by

It's been about a month since my last post and to be fair, it's been over two since I made a real one. It would take about another three to write about it all so I think I'll just look forward instead of back. And yet in looking forward ... I can't help but look back.

I have dreams. Or is it spirit?? And why are people so intent on crushing it? I'm fine, I'm happy but I often wonder ... what happens to us?

We've all been through the ringer a few times, I know, it changes us. Sometimes for the better but mostly for the worse. But why??

Life is uncertain yet death is guaranteed.
The world is uncontrollable yet everything is connected.
Your possessions are yours yet you own nothing.

Strip away all the names and labels and dollars and cents. All that we are, all that is left, are our intentions ... our dreams.

I pray that I never give up on my dreams. I pray you never give up on yours.

(photo: courtesy of wikipedia)

Nothing exciting, just claiming my blog

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Almost good news

I'm finding it really hard to blog these days. Not because I'm bored or too busy, but mostly because I'm keeping my mouth shut. I used to just blog what was on my mind but what is now on my mind is confidential ... for now.

I'm working ... hard. And hopefully this project will come together and then I can share it with all of you.

I can't wait. I hope it really happens ^__^

my brute!

Here's a little dorky thing I found, http://dasneutron.mybrute.com/. You make a character and then duke it out with others online. Funny thing is, you don't actually do anything and yet I find it oddly addictive ...

The website is down half the time so don't be disappointed if it doesn't work for you. I find refreshing a couple of times in a row usually does the trick.

Judging Extremism Cont'd

I've been waiting for the "right" moment to finish this but I feel as though I'm waiting for something that doesn't exist. My mind is running, my thoughts are convoluted and I can't seem to make things slow down. So here it is -- abridged, uninteresting but the best I've got.

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A big hefty man stands in the distance. Moving quickly, with vigour. A few steps closer and it all becomes clear. The boulder he holds high comes crashing down under a sound of breaking twigs. He does this again, with even greater strength and even more determination. Only this time you see there are no twigs.

The deer before him is dead.

The strength within you is gone.

And all that is left is ...

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I'm not really sure how this story ends. Do you fight? Do you run? Do you judge him? Did I judge him?

I guess what I'm trying to say is ... who really knows? Anything.

Judging Extremism

I often find it difficult to differentiate between genius and idiocracy. The averages are easy but outliers are truly a sight to behold. If you've ever seen "The Usual Suspects" or Dennis Rodman, then you know exactly what I mean.

This phenomena extends far beyond intelligence and truly applies to all aspects of life. In most instances, you only get but a glimpse and instinctively, a decision is made.

Imagine yourself walking in the wilderness ... a beautiful river running through a sage old forest ... air so fresh it brings back thoughts of better days ... and reminds us we're alive ... for those who sometimes forget.

Time. It changes so quickly, so effortlessly. And yet the changes are forever, irreversible.

It's impossible to tell what time will bring, but in this instance, in the sanctity of this forest, change comes in the form of a sound. A shreak so desperate it touches you to your very core. A shreak so powerful it almost brings you to your knees.

--To be continued.

ping pong 4 Life

I'm a huge nerd and am totally bored so I decided to share ... enjoy!

(click on pic for video)
(pic taken from here)

Eureka!

"I think therefore I am."

I am therefore you are.

'You are' and 'I am' therefore we share.

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I guess what I'm trying to is ... we're all in this together. Our lives, our decisions, as a society and as individuals ... we are all responsible.

in chains

Colour. Colours. Endless colours. I wish I had them all. Blues and greens and purples ... the neons the flourescent the glowing ... all of them ... more of them ...

I would splash it on all the walls around me. I would make people colourful. Everybody. Everywhere. I would scream ... and yell ... and destroy things.

I'd make new things ... and paint them.

...

And yet, as I write this, everything around me is colourless ... empty.

Random

Bocconcini is the best cheese.

Zebras are most unusual.

The plural of fish should be fishes.

Mechanical watches are outdated yet very desirable.

Thinking about thinking is hardly thinking at all.

Ice cream is universal.

Chinese food is always better the next day.

To be empathetic is to be human.

I'm feeling kinda colourful at the moment. Found this on deviant art ...

"Evolution"

Scientists believe that over 98% of our DNA sequence is shared with chimpanzees. Striking indeed. Is this yet another case for evolution? I can't help but think ... if we can evolve, can we then not de-evolve? Maybe God really did place us here on Earth and perhaps some of us were just so devious and barbaric that we actually moved backwards. Is that not possible? Do you not see these types of people everyday?

Brains only win over brawn if you have enough brawn to protect yourself while you're developing something. With that in my mind, de-evolution seems all the more likely.

My blog ate my post :(

A few moments ago, I was feverishly writing about my favourite blue robe and how it's fuzzy and cozy and all that nice stuff. How it has an affinity for static and has a bad habit of shocking me, especially around my computer and loved ones ... and then zzzip! I scrolled too high or something while typing and then it was gone. GONE!!! All gone ... you know ... like gonzo, areva derchi, adiós, syanara ...

And now I'm left with nothing to write and you nothing to read. Humpf, whatever ... I hungry. Tataa.

When driving is like dancing.

The mutually beneficial switch - where two drivers in unidirectional tandem lanes crossover not requiring either of the two to accelerate.

... did you get all that?? Here's a more visual representation.

Speechless!

Absolute MUST see!!! Words simply will not do ...

Make your own hero!

Found this on 7aki's site but I think the original link is here. Kinda cool. I thought my character was pretty neat but ended up with a pretty awful name ... The Meaty Caped Knight!! I wonder what his super ability would be?? I'm not even going to go there.

Never thought it would happen to me.

So it's official ... I'm a certifiable workaholic. I wake up to work, eat while I work, and sometimes even dream about work - that's right, dream-about-WORK!! And now, here I am, blogging about it too. That's the last I'll write of it.

I wonder who said "when life gives you lemons make lemonade". I fucking hate lemonade. Gimme some Welch's grape juice and I'm good to go. I guess what I'm saying is nothing comes from nothing and you can't use lemons to make grape juice.

It's been a while everyone, much luv --neutron