Monthly Archives: February 2004

if it quacks like a duck…

One particular urban legend says that tried to pass a law defining the value of pi to be exactly three instead of 3.14159 ad infinitum. Now truth or legend, the fact of the matter is that pi is pi because it’s the ration of a circle’s circumference to its diameter. In other words, pi = circumference/diameter is the defining quality, not pi = 3.14159….

So what’s the deal? Law or no law, certificate or no certificate, it’s take a man and a woman to make a marriage. Constitutional amendments are meaningless (can you say “shall no be abridged” and “District of Columbia” anyone?). A marriage certificate issued to a pair of men or a pair of women is just as meaningless. Some constants will be held as truth no matter what legal definition gets attached.

This is the part where I stick my tongue out at everyone making a hubbub over this whole thing.

legal wiggle

A random senator (think it was a senator) called the NEA a terrorist organization during a white house briefing. For obvious reasons, he’s since had to recant the statement.

We, not being so tightly bound to policallity, don’t have to recant. The NEA is paramount to a terrorist organization. There, I’ve said it. (:

Discuss, either for or against.


So Melissa and I ended up playing Final Fantasy:Crystal Chronicles with Tim last night for about four and a half hours. It was a blast. Very easy to get into. I appreciated the use of the GBA as a controller because it meant that I could ready spells and items, sort my inventory, etc without slowing down the group progress in the game (usually).

The graphics were gorgeous. Great variation in the landscapes, monsters and dungeons. Typical quirky squaresoft storyline.

Each player can swap spells and items with other players. It was easy to figure out who was good at what task and swap around. The game manages to be both simple and challenging at the same time.

Overall, despite the high barrier to entry (gamecube, game, cables and a gba per player) I think this game is a win. I’d recommend it to anyone, especially to Ryan and Angel. I think FF:CC manages to take some of the cooler concepts from FFXI (job changing, spell/attack combos) and come up with simple/challenging analogues for them here.

Lesbian Lingerie

Melissa and I made a walmart run last night for supplies. I needed a pair of shoes without a hole in them, and we needed fish food. We also needed two link cables so that we can play FF:CC at Tim’s tonight. (:

Picture this though: two rather portly womens were at the checkout lane in front of us. The more rotund of the pair was holding two very skimpy pieces of lingerie (size: Large). My brain was quick to point out to myself that they must be friends, likely buying a gift for a bachelorette party.

Melissa was kinda enough to point out that she thought they were together. Together in the grossest possible way that could involve two gravitationally challenged women of obvious redneck tendancy and two pieces of lingerie. She pointed out just enough facts (matching jewelry, odd behaviour, etc) to give her theory weight.

Erg. Just thinking back on it enough to write this account turns my stomach, literally. I hope my initial guess was more correct, that they were just friends buying gifts for some non-present third party.

Get your jollies…

… by watching a Frenchman tooting on stage. (:

I can get you a toe…

So I’m sitting here waiting for Mikey to get Starcraft installed so that he can kick my butt (or maybe I’ll win? We’ll see.). I realize in thinking about my day that I’ve wanted to blog about no less than seven different items. They’re all out there on the edge of my consciousness though, so I’ll see what I can dredge back.

(ug, yes, he kicked my butt. Twice.)

Blog blog blog… What was I going to blog about? Poop.

I need something like a blog cache, where I can jot notes quickly and easily, and then work those into posts later. I’m just too busy during the day at work to take the time for a full post. Or something.

Ok, instead of wracking my brain and wasting your time by blogging about nothing, I’m going to go work on my cousin’s computer, like a good boy. Later y’all.

A breath of fresh blog

I’ve discovered two new blogs today, and am very excited by both. Blogdom has been dead lately. The same old complaints, the same old drivel. These blogs hold the promise of something new.

Jon Webster‘s college roommate, Pete has started a blog. While I can’t pretend to agree with Pete on many social, political or religious issues, I do have a solid respect for Pete’s analytic abilities as well as his writing skills.

From Barlow’s blog comes news of Junkmail for Blankets. It’s written by a person who seems to have solid command of both their Christianity and creative writing. Hopefully he won’t dissapoint in either arena.

I’ll add these two to the blogroll later on. For now, I just wanted to record the URLs in a hand place where I wouldn’t lose them. (:

100 Years

I found the music video for this song on the internet. I really love this song. It is just such a gentle song and it can really put things into a perspective. I’m 20 years old, and I have a million dramas in my life every day. They don’t matter as much as I think they do. They certainly won’t matter much in 5, 10, or 30 years. Just a good song, I am sure it’ll be blasted on the radio every ten minutes before long, but I think I will always enjoy it regardless. The music video is wonderful too.

“100 Years”

I’m 15 for a moment
Caught in between 10 and 20
And I’m just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

I’m 22 for a moment
She feels better than ever
And we’re on fire
Making our way back from Mars

15 there’s still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there’s never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

I’m 33 for a moment
Still the man, but you see I’m a they
A kid on the way
A family on my mind

I’m 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I’m heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life

15 there’s still time for you
Time to buy, Time to lose yourself
Within a morning star

15 I’m all right with you
15, there’s never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

Half time goes by
Suddenly you’re wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone
The sun is getting high
We’re moving on…

I’m 99 for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I’m just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

15 there’s still time for you
22 I feel her too
33 you’re on your way
Every day’s a new day…

15 there’s still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey 15, there’s never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

~ Five for Fighting

Cat Enema… ’nuff said

Thou must click this link! (safe enough for work šŸ™‚

driving miss daisy

Melissa and I had our first session together to help her learn to drive a manual transmission vehicle. The roads were icy, which didn’t help. All in all though, she did wonderfully. There was the normal stalling now and then, but she caught on very quickly. I’m so proud of her. (: