New Addition to the Hero Blog Roll

Space Travelers, I have an update. I have been invited to blog on a new blog! I have added it to the blog roll on the right tool bar. I will be doing the design and layout for that blog too, so that should be fun.

I present:

The Ideoteria

The new blog is much like this one in terms of sharing new ideas, but it has multiple authors. I plan to expand my blogging experience by using that blog (as opposed to this one or the Goathouse Blog) to write more controversial entries about social, cultural and political topics. Those topics, I've been a little hands off for this blog, because I didn't want to turn anyone off.

Anyways, this is a new addition to the network of blogs I view. The other contributors will figure out what they want to contribute and I think it will be pretty cool. One of the contributors is Tori. She is already in my blog roll, and is a wonderful writer. So if you have ever wandered off to her writing, you may enjoy this new place as well.

Single Thought #4

What if we all get infected with some meme that guides us to happiness? Mnemonic Pneumonia. Oh virus inspire us.

Chapter 25, Verse 2: Sneaker Pimp

Good evening Space Travelers. I just got back from New York, and since my birthday was on Saturday, I decided to give myself something I've wanted for a very long time: My own custom designed pair of Adidas. This has been something I've dreamed about since my days as a b-boy and if you know me, then you know I love my sneakers.


So here they are. I must have worked on the design for hours. The photo isn't that great, but that's because I'm trying to take a photo of a really glossy screen. They didn't allow for photos in the store, so I had to be quick.

READY JET!

I actually choose the color scheme based on this blog! I'm a big fan of the RGB on black aesthetic. While you can't tell from the photo, there is green embroidery on the side of the shoe. It reads: "READY JET." They will be here in 4 weeks. I'll post action shots once I have them.

Thanks to all Space Travelers that have been with me for another year.

Single Thought #3

If love is the trophy, what is the gamut? We're either running out of trophies or the modern gamut industry is in a romance recession and can't pay out.

Trying My Hardest.

With the invention of the revolving door and the automatic door, people can less and less have the chance to hold the door for someone. Hell, we used to be able to practice courtesy just by rewinding our VHS before returning them to the rental store. Eventually our cars will drive themselves, and computers will control everything. Although, this will make traffic obsolete, I think I'll miss the look of thanks and relief I get when I let someone change lanes. A brief relationship certainly, but one without an agenda. It's just a quick gesture, and a glance in their mirror.

I love technology, but we're losing opportunities to be kind to our fellow citizen.

Some Beautiful Weirdo

Beloved Space Travelers, I have done some thinking about romance. I think perhaps it will again happen to me someday. I wonder how?...

Someday, I'll hit some beautiful weirdo with my car.
It will break her arm.
She'll fall in love with me on the ride to the hospital.
I'll bring her flowers.
One day near after, she'll put a band-aid on my bumper,
with her phone number on it.

That's how it will happen.

Brush your teeth and keep your hearts warm. It's Spring! Go be alive!

I Fo Folemly Fwear

Don't Panic Space Travelers. This all makes sense in bizzaro earth were we all have mustaches.

I'm going backpacking in Santiago
Canada is a little town in Santiago
They only use sporks to eat
it's really dry there so
bring a towel
the game stadium in the heart of little Canada
Canada is of course the second largest city in Santiago
Did you know that most of our bread comes from Santiago?
I bet you know that if you eat pizza
Pizza is basically bread with ketchup on top and hot dogs
it's from Santiago's capital: Germany!
nope I'm sober as a printer
not a drop in me
I'm dry as the moon
top of my class in geography
I got a W in the class
Teacher's pet
I brought her a banana and put it on her desk
She'd drink down the banana and during recess
I'd pay on the tennis field
afterwards, it was juice time
so I got some milk and ate it
got home from school and laid down on the toilet
went fishing with my dad and caught a sparrow
he said that someday we'd go to Canada
and I might catch a seagull

Warning Space Travelers. When you learn something about the world that you thought was totally opposite about, it can make you loose your bearings.

All Is Not

Our Obligation: To forget fairness,
In war, in love, unless we: The victors.

Embarrassingly employing the most ironic of methods:
Mouthing and Muttering over and over what we know is false,
Ad nauseum, we purchase the pitiful lie we sell ourselves.

Never challenging the wise with the wisdom we aren't supposed to have.
Or want. Or care about. Be about.
Believe as I do, doing more than just accepting the convention: A duty.

Free to fashion the contrarian's clothes.
If you like the look, you can tailor them in time.
Dare to ignite and inspire some overdue discomfort,
Achieve amorous adoration for your audacity.

All was never fair in love and war.
Too many lost wars, lost lovers.
Yet, our response: recite the lie; repeat.
A chorus for cowards too afraid to just ask for what they deserve:

A whole world.
An ethical earth.

Be furious, we deserve it. Please, purge.
Mourn, but make sober self. Resolve.

It is the war we wage, unwillingly.
It is our love we labor, and loses its color in patience.
Help us, that our hurt is humanized, honored.

Fair in love and war, all is NOT
Error, an excuse from equity



Good evening Space Travelers. I was reading back in the blog, and realized I haven't been doing too much original writing lately. I was driving home from work today when it occurred to me how bullshit the old saying "all is fair in love and war" actually is. The author of such tripe I'm sure would find no difficulty in elaborating on the injustice they endure given the right war or given the wrong love. It seemed to me that the only reason we feed into this meme is that it insulates us from the greater challenge of compassion. We are not entitled shelter from the discomfort of seeing our fellow man dragged in loss.

This is not the way of the world I want for myself or you.

LOST Chapter 24, Verse 4: Where Were You Part 2

And now, the exciting conclusion Space Travelers. Thanks for your patience.

LOST Chapter 24, Verse 3: Where Were You Part 1

It took me a while Space Travelers, but I'm actually doing it. Stay patient, and know that the vLogs are on their way. More to come soon, but today here is the first of two from back in January.

Single Thought #2

I get tired of the game. Too much history, not enough experience. Too much awe, and not enough magic in the world.