How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb

at a very young age i was told that only 2 things would survive a nuclear explosion ... cockroaches and twinkies (besides the characters from Family Guy apparently) ... well i brought it up to a friend and she said that Mythbusters proved that wrong ... not about the cockroaches unfortunately but the twinkies ... apparently they go bad after about 2 weeks and they don't stand a chance in nuclear warfare ... why anyone would want to eat one fried is a mystery to me ... or just eat one at all ...

i did a little research on cockroaches and twinkies because they both confuse me ... and i discovered that cockroaches worsen childhood asthma symptoms ... and twinkies are not a chemical reaction ... they are actually baked and injected with cream filling


the 'just for you' section of itunes helped me find this song along with several others but ive had this one stuck in my head all day so it gets to be on the blog ... im really not a fan of the music video but i love the song ... they are quite a lot like interpol (aka the video in the post before this)

Paranoia

so about my earlier post about how i didnt like drawing on airplanes ... well i realized that no one really cares ... im just being paranoid ... and i know this drawing looks similar but it's a totally different drawing of a totally different person ...

currently my roommate is trying to write a children's story for one of her classes (something to do with child psychology ... i don't know she wants to be a 2nd grade teacher for some odd reason) ... and we have been bouncing ideas around about little Patrick and his cowboy boots (because she asked for my help in illustrating the book as well as just rando creative input) ... at first little Patrick was going to get his grandpa's boots but it was confusing as to how Patrick came to possess these boots ... so trying to make it logical we figured they could just be hanging around and he could find them ... and/or be given of the boots ... but why would he be given rotten old boots ... so the ideas turned to grandpa dying and leaving the boots to Patrick in his will ... but that was morbid also children might hope for the death of their relatives in order to receive gifts (i don't know ... kids are selfish) ... so that idea was thrown out ... so we decided that Patrick's mommy was going to work 3 jobs in order to afford boots for Patrick ... but that just didn't sound right ... so we went back to Patrick finding them ... but then the question was where did he find them ... i figured they were shoes ... they belong in a closet ... so he went looking in his parents closet ... BAD IDEA ... in my rando cartoon world where Patrick lives ... his mommy and daddy keep dirty things in the closet ... anyway ... she gave up because the project isn't due for a while ... so im left with a cliffhanger ...


i was going to post the song but this group called Paranoiattack ... but there wasnt a good video ... and i like this song better ... plus crazy video ... personally i have to watch the video twice ... once to read it (because i have to block everything else out to read it) ... and the second time to just listen because i like the song ... the whole cd is pretty awesome im not gonna lie

personal space vs. airplanes

i don't know about anyone else but most of the time i'm a little bit of an introvert ... i know quite a few people that would argue that statement but it's the truth ... have been for years ... i think it has something to do with all those years of riding the bus to a public school ... i dont know ... but the only thing that bugs me about airplanes is having to sit next to someone for an extended period of time ... i swear whoever came up with the seats of an airplane must have really liked invading others personal space ...

also i don't like drawing while sitting on that plane next to a stranger ... even though this drawing was done on my plane ride home for thanksgiving ... last time i drew on a plane was on a flight to new orleans ... and some lady named Trish told me that i should draw portraits of people for the rest of my life ... that i could probably make a decent living from just that ... of course i didnt take much advice from my buddy Trish because she smelled strongly of beer and had ordered two more drinks the second she got her seat belt figured out ... this drawing on the other hand i covered with my hand as i drew so the guy next to me couldn't see it ... but he couldn't care less ... he just wanted to go snowboarding


believe it or not ... this is that little girl from Troop Beverly Hills ...

Vandalism

as i was doing my laundry today ... i rode the elevator from the basement to the first floor because i tend to wait so long to do my laundry that it's too heavy for me to carry it ... so i was staring at the wall in the elevator when i realize there are words scratched into the walls ... being that i live on the first floor i never have a need to ride the elevator so i would have never thought about this before ... of course all the words on the wall were dirty ... and first of all we aren't in middle school anymore ... there is no need to carve anything into a wall and or anything for that matter ... im going to take this time to admit that in the 8th grade i did carve the word "vandalism" into a desk thinking i was incredably clever ...
anyway ... as i was reading these words ... feeling gravely disappointed in the people who typically ride that particularelevator ... i came across a word ... that was written several times ... there were even drawings of it on the wall ... but this particular time it was misspelled ... i go to school with these idiots ...

long story short ... if you do choose to vandalize ... please spell the word correctly


this is a band i have been looking for everywhere ... they have yet to release an album but their dang myspace page (and i say dang myspace page because im not myspace's biggest fan ... nor was i ever) says that they will be coming out with a single soon of the song of theirs that i like more than this one

do something every day that scares you

it's my new philosophy ... i read it somewhere and ive been trying to go by it ... i tried the carpe diem thing (after i got hit by a car while biking across campus last year) and it didnt work out for me ... so im going with this one ... which is very similar now that i think about it

so this weekend ... i learned how to drive a motorcycle ... ive been told so many times about the dangers of motorcycles and yet i did it ... it was pretty exciting ... i was also a passenger on a motorcycle on the highway ... which is rather scary im not gonna lie ...

just last night i was front row center at the Polyphonic Spree concert ... also equally as scary ... for two reasons ... their concerts are occationally compared to acid trips ... ive never experence an acid trip ... but if thats what it's like then it's pretty freaky ... and i think they tried to get me to join a cult ...

and today i donated blood ... im not a fan of needles ... i never got my ears pierced because i just dont like needles (plus now that everyone and their mother has their ears pierced ... it makes me different ... and i just dont like earrings) anyway ... i dont like needles and if anyone has ever given blood before they will know the hugeness of this needle that they stick in your arm ... i didnt know that ... thanks guys ... plus on top of all that ... it's not even in a normal environment ... they stick you on a bus ... the blood bus probably scares me more than just giving blood in general ...


the lead singer sweat on me ...