Thursday, August 11, 2005


Steve Jobs gave an interesting speech at Stanford, actually inspiring to a disenchantment collegian like myself.

I would tell my father when I was young that Alberd Einstein flunked at math, like so many other children who were afraid of multiplication table. His response was always, "Well, you're no Einstein."

Hence I continue my college education.


Washington Post had some interesting things to say
Iraqi Maj. Gen. Abed Hamed Mowhoush was being stubborn with his American captors, and a series of intense beatings and creative interrogation tactics were not enough to break his will. On the morning of Nov. 26, 2003, a U.S. Army interrogator and a military guard grabbed a green sleeping bag, stuffed Mowhoush inside, wrapped him in an electrical cord, laid him on the floor and began to go to work. Again.

It was inside the sleeping bag that the 56-year-old detainee took his last breath through broken ribs, lying on the floor beneath a U.S. soldier in Interrogation Room 6 in the western Iraqi desert. Two days before, a secret CIA-sponsored group of Iraqi paramilitaries, working with Army interrogators, had beaten Mowhoush nearly senseless, using fists, a club and a rubber hose, according to classified documents.

If you ask me, which people often do, the United States abides by rules. Terrorists don't. What do you think they do to us when we are captured, they cut our heads off. I'd rather be beat.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005


Yes, you can now search with google from the comfort of my own blog, please feel free. I'm suprised no one has asked where I came up with the title for this. Yes I am a child of science fiction and I love it's Golden Age.

So I went to Ross today wearing a Florida State shirt and I was asked by the black female clerk why I did not attend FAMU. Funny how even though equality is what we supposedly strive for, everyone racial profiles at some point.


I can't wait until I can buy a hybrid car, because gas is just rediculus lately. I usually ride around on a quarter tank, and since Tallahassee is so small I can manage. I shouldn't have sold my bike though.

Oh, and this is how I would love to die.

Tuesday, August 9, 2005


So it looks like we are finally realizing the power of marijuana. Now instead of cow tipping children can go hemp raiding. Great job G.W. I love my job by the way, overpriced yet decent with meager portions that can be eaten quickly. Not to mention some great up-sellable appetizers. Julie's Place on Monroe St. if you feel up to the google. Also, the most addicting game is going around based on riddles and clues that you solve by observing pictures.

Sunday, August 7, 2005

Drugs and Alcohol

Thinking about the feduciary gain of drugs again today and I stumbled across this story about cocaine. I wonder if there is a chemical metabolized by the liver corresponding to marijuana use. I'm sure all of Tallahassee's water supply is metabolized alcohol.

I made a penne a la vodka sauce tonight only to be upset by what I expected, the rapid curdling of lowfat milk in a simmering water based liquid. I was out of heavy cream and thought I could get away with using lowfat; my girlfriend suggested utilizing her lactaid free soy alternative and I cringed at the thought of such a culinary abortion.