Intertwined Bloggery

With the impending hike is gas prices I wonder when it will actually happen. I know on friday all the radio stations were saying it was going to spike to 176.9 and I am told it did in a few areas mainly Transcona and St. Vital. Luckily, here in sunny Mennoville NK gas remains at a lovely 103.9. It’s funny to see people be whipped into a frenzy because of a sudden hike. They start to plan alternate routes or modes of transportation, they try to carpool, or just not go/do anything. I laugh because this is a good plan, but after about three or four days of roughing it, the people come to their senses and just go back to their old routines. People recognize that Winnipeg is not a pedestrian/ transit friendly city. Cars rule the road, and need gas to function.
Now if cars could run off of human gas productions now that would be the life!

I have made a quasi commitment to write for the Uniter, the U of W school newspaper, and have come up with my first piece. I want to write about how with today’s youth they care more about their appearances than what’s going on around them. If you have any ideas/thoughts/comments/or whatever please let me know as I forsee this to be a huge undertaking.

Wish the Planning Predators good luck as today the seek to win the year end tournament. Oh who am I kidding, the best part is the huge BBQ after full of boozing, good food, good friends, and good music. Oh and unfortunately a little karaoke (only Coach Ron) and a bucket of chicken. Bless the bucket!

I’ve pretty much come to terms that Jon Symons is the only person that reads this blog, and I want to say that this is ok with me. I have succumbed to the realization that my words/thoughts/ideas at this stage in my life cannot really affect anything/anyone. It is kind of like our own secret mental affair that he can read my thoughts and gain insight into the chaos that is my life. That sounds like home to me.

Today I started back at the old Alma Mater- woo hoo!! It all came back to me how much I detest the first couple weeks of school. From the posers, to the nerds, to the preps, to those who take themselves far too seriously. I realized today how many observations/assumptions that I make of people. Maybe it is because I don’t like to look internally, or is it beacuse it is easier to judge others, reagardless of my verbal diarrhea, the point I am trying to make rather bumbly is that watching others flit around in their little ‘box’ lives as I like to call them I realized once again, a prevalent theme in today’s day brought to you by the letter Q and the number 6, is that how small our worlds are. I have come to recognize that my life consists of work, school, sleeping, eating, nothing, more work, and general shit. Do I think my life is important? On the contrary my good man. Do the people I observe from a far. Of course they do, if they didn’t why yould I be writing this? Geez, how predictable I know. These people live out their box lives and will spend all of their lives mostly living within 25 kilometres f where they were born, and will end up basically where their parents are or perhaps better, it’s a crapshoot. Your life becomes defined by your repetative schedule and indulgances of self-importance, instead of by the acts they do. You basically live in a box allowing people in, but not really. It’s like the boomarang effect. Your life is cyclic and always comes back to you. I wonder if everyone who thinks they are are actually at the centre of the universe what would happen to their centres of gravity, or gravitational pull? How are people attracted to their high maintenance pull/lives? It hurts my head to try to understand such a phenemenon. It must be this tremendous act that cause natural disasters, climate changes, overall terribly heinous acts to grave to pause a second breath/type upon. If these people are at the centre of the world then why do they cause a black hole effect. They suck in/attract weak objects/people like flies to honey. The insecurities of one shelters the weak from their own, and helps them to seek refuge from their own lives.

Now writing this makes me think how could a girl of only twenty one pure years become so cynical? I question you to look at me, then look at yourselves and ask why am I not? Have I been jaded by years of abuse? mistreatment? or am I just some old fogey re-incarnated to spread the cynical, pessimistic word out to all you youngin’s. I don’t know. I started to think back as far as I could go and have decided that I have always been kind of a dark cloud. I am not a very positive person, yet think of myself as a realist. A realist? What the hell does that mean? It means my interpretation of what I see/say/think/do is done with the purest of intentions, and see the world/peoples intentions/motives for what they are. I know that stores offer sales so taht you will buy more shit than you ever would need. Who needs a four pack of pianos anyways? Yet we all continue to live our consumer-driven lives, only allowing for self-introspection when something shakes up our routine monotonous existances. Even if we come to the conclusion that we are living a farce, I ask is it easier to change the pattern or continue to live the lie as it is working for you so far? Hmmm
much contemplation is needed. Will ponder and post my thoughts at a different time.

Much hoped inner contemplation to all.

University commences for the fall semester tomorrow and I am sad. Where did the summer go? Where were my leisurely taken vacations and many good times. Oh well, I shall enter the belly of the beast and just fuckin give’r.

A while ago this list came out, and I didn’t really look at it until just now. I cannot believe that Nobody puts baby in the corner was only #98. The shame I feel for these poor list compilers that do not know one great line. I do feel however, that there are far too many Casablanca quotes. The movie was good, but not that good.

AFI’S List Of 100 Greatest Movie Quotes Of All Time
(American Film Institute)

1. Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.
GONE WITH THE WIND 1939

2. I’m going to make him an offer he can’t refuse.
THE GODFATHER 1972

3. You don’t understand! I coulda had class. I coulda been a
contender. I could’ve been somebody, instead of a bum, which is what I
am.
ON THE WATERFRONT 1954

4. Toto, I’ve got a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.
THE WIZARD OF OZ 1939

5. Here’s looking at you, kid.
CASABLANCA 1942

6. Go ahead, make my day.
SUDDEN IMPACT 1983

7. All right, Mr. DeMille, I’m ready for my close-up.
SUNSET BLVD. 1950

8. May the Force be with you.
STAR WARS 1977

9. Fasten your seatbelts. It’s going to be a bumpy night.
ALL ABOUT EVE 1950

10. You talking to me?
TAXI DRIVER 1976

11. What we’ve got here is failure to communicate.
COOL HAND LUKE 1967

12. I love the smell of napalm in the morning.
APOCALYPSE NOW 1979

13. Love means never having to say you’re sorry.
LOVE STORY 1970

14. The stuff that dreams are made of.
THE MALTESE FALCON 1941

15. E.T. phone home.
E.T. THE EXTRA-TERRESTRIAL 1982

16. They call me Mister Tibbs!
IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT 1967

17. Rosebud.
CITIZEN KANE 1941

18. Made it, Ma! Top of the world!
WHITE HEAT 1949

19. I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore!
NETWORK 1976

20. Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
CASABLANCA 1942

21. A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some
fava beans and a nice Chianti.
THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS 1991

22. Bond. James Bond.
DR. NO 1962

23. There’s no place like home.
THE WIZARD OF OZ 1939

24. I am big! It’s the pictures that got small.
SUNSET BLVD. 1950

25. Show me the money!
JERRY MAGUIRE 1996

26. Why don’t you come up sometime and see me?
SHE DONE HIM WRONG 1933

27. I’m walking here! I’m walking here!
MIDNIGHT COWBOY 1969

28. Play it, Sam. Play ‘As Time Goes By.’
CASABLANCA 1942

29. You can’t handle the truth!
A FEW GOOD MEN 1992

30. I want to be alone.
GRAND HOTEL 1932

31. After all, tomorrow is another day!
GONE WITH THE WIND 1939

32. Round up the usual suspects.
CASABLANCA 1942

33. I’ll have what she’s having.
WHEN HARRY MET SALLY 1989

34. You know how to whistle, don’t you, Steve? You just put your lips
together and blow.
TO HAVE AND HAVE NOT 1944

35. You’re gonna need a bigger boat.
JAWS 1975

36. Badges? We ain’t got no badges! We don’t need no badges! I don’t
have to show you any stinking badges!
THE TREASURE OF THE SIERRA MADRE 1948

37. I’ll be back.
THE TERMINATOR 1984

38. Today, I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the
earth.
THE PRIDE OF THE YANKEES 1942

39. If you build it, he will come.
FIELD OF DREAMS 1989

40. Mama always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know
what you’re gonna get.
FORREST GUMP 1994

41. We rob banks.
BONNIE AND CLYDE 1967

42. Plastics.
THE GRADUATE 1967

43. We’ll always have Paris.
CASABLANCA 1942

44. I see dead people.
THE SIXTH SENSE 1999

45. Stella! Hey, Stella!
A STREETCAR NAMED DESIRE 1951

46. Oh, Jerry, don’t let’s ask for the moon. We have the stars.
NOW, VOYAGER 1942

47. Shane. Shane. Come back!
SHANE 1953

48. Well, nobody’s perfect.
SOME LIKE IT HOT 1959

49. It’s alive! It’s alive!
FRANKENSTEIN 1931

50. Houston, we have a problem.
APOLLO 13 1995

51. You’ve got to ask yourself one question: ‘Do I feel lucky?’ Well,
do ya, punk?
DIRTY HARRY 1971

52. You had me at “hello.”
JERRY MAGUIRE 1996

53. One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got in my
pajamas, I don’t know.
ANIMAL CRACKERS 1930

54. There’s no crying in baseball!
A LEAGUE OF THEIR OWN 1992

55. La-dee-da, la-dee-da.
ANNIE HALL 1977

56. A boy’s best friend is his mother.
PSYCHO 1960

57. Greed, for lack of a better word, is good.
WALL STREET 1987

58. Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.
THE GODFATHER II 1974

59. As God is my witness, I’ll never be hungry again.
GONE WITH THE WIND 1939

60. Well, here’s another nice mess you’ve gotten me into!
SONS OF THE DESERT 1933

61. Say “hello” to my little friend!
SCARFACE 1983

62. What a dump.
BEYOND THE FOREST 1949

63. Mrs. Robinson, you’re trying to seduce me. Aren’t you?
THE GRADUATE 1967

64. Gentlemen, you can’t fight in here! This is the War Room!
DR. STRANGELOVE 1964

65. Elementary, my dear Watson.
THE ADVENTURES OF SHERLOCK HOLMES 1929

66. Get your stinking paws off me, you damned dirty ape.
PLANET OF THE APES 1968

67. Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks
into mine.
CASABLANCA 1942

68. Here’s Johnny!
THE SHINING 1980

69. They’re here!
POLTERGEIST 1982

70. Is it safe?
MARATHON MAN 1976

71. Wait a minute, wait a minute. You ain’t heard nothin’ yet!
THE JAZZ SINGER 1927

72. No wire hangers, ever!
MOMMIE DEAREST 1981

73. Mother of mercy, is this the end of Rico?
LITTLE CAESAR 1930

74. Forget it, Jake, it’s Chinatown.
CHINATOWN 1974

75. I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.
A STREETCAR NAMED DESIRE 1951

76. Hasta la vista, baby.
TERMINATOR 2: JUDGMENT DAY 1991

77. Soylent Green is people!
SOYLENT GREEN 1973

78. Open the pod bay doors, HAL.
2001: A SPACE ODYSSEY 1968

79. Striker: Surely you can’t be serious. Rumack: I am serious…and
don’t call me Shirley.
AIRPLANE! 1980

80. Yo, Adrian!
ROCKY 1976

81. Hello, gorgeous.
FUNNY GIRL 1968

82. Toga! Toga!
NATIONAL LAMPOON’S ANIMAL HOUSE 1978

83. Listen to them. Children of the night. What music they make.
DRACULA 1931

84. Oh, no, it wasn’t the airplanes. It was Beauty killed the Beast.
KING KONG 1933

85. My precious.
THE LORD OF THE RINGS: TWO TOWERS 2002

86. Attica! Attica!
DOG DAY AFTERNOON 1975

87. Sawyer, you’re going out a youngster, but you’ve got to come back
a star!
42ND STREET 1933

88. Listen to me, mister. You’re my knight in shining armor. Don’t
you forget it. You’re going to get back on that horse, and I’m going
to be right behind you, holding on tight, and away we’re gonna go, go,
go!
ON GOLDEN POND 1981.

89. Tell ‘em to go out there with all they got and win just one for
the Gipper.
KNUTE ROCKNE ALL AMERICAN 1940

90. A martini. Shaken, not stirred.
GOLDFINGER 1964

91. Who’s on first.
THE NAUGHTY NINETIES 1945

92. Cinderella story. Outta nowhere. A former greenskeeper, now,
about to become the Masters champion. It looks like a mirac…It’s
in the hole! It’s in the hole! It’s in the hole!
CADDYSHACK 1980

93. Life is a banquet, and most poor suckers are starving to death!
AUNTIE MAME 1958

94. I feel the need - the need for speed!
TOP GUN 1986

95. Carpe diem. Seize the day, boys. Make your lives extraordinary.
DEAD POETS SOCIETY 1989

96. Snap out of it!
MOONSTRUCK 1987

97. My mother thanks you. My father thanks you. My sister thanks you.
And I thank you.
YANKEE DOODLE DANDY 1942

98. Nobody puts Baby in a corner.
DIRTY DANCING 1987

99. I’ll get you, my pretty, and your little dog, too!
WIZARD OF OZ, THE 1939

100. I’m king of the world!
TITANIC 1997

While needing to look up the spelling of a very important word (diarrhea from a previous post) I stumbled accross this from www.dictionary.com

7 entries found for poop.

poop2
tr.v. Slang pooped, poop·ing, poops
To cause to become fatigued; tire: “Many people stop here, pooped by the short, steep climb” (Sierra Club Guides to the National Parks).

Phrasal Verb:
poop out Slang
To quit because of exhaustion: poop out of a race.
To decide not to participate, especially at the last moment.

poop1 ( P ) Pronunciation Key (pp)
n.
An enclosed superstructure at the stern of a ship.
A poop deck.

tr.v. pooped, poop·ing, poops
To break over the stern of (a ship).
To take (a wave) over the stern.

poop3 ( P ) Pronunciation Key (pp)
n. Slang
Inside information: She gave me all the poop on the company party.

poop4 ( P ) Pronunciation Key (pp)
n. Slang
A person regarded as very disagreeable.

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[Perhaps short for nincompoop.]

poop5 ( P ) Pronunciation Key (pp) Slang
n.
Excrement.

intr.v. pooped, poop·ing, poops
To defecate.
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[Possibly from obsolete poop, to break wind, from Middle English poupen, to blow a horn, toot, of imitative origin.]

poop

n 1: obscene terms for feces [syn: crap, dirt, shit, shite, turd] 2: a stupid foolish person [syn: nincompoop, ninny] 3: slang terms for inside information; “is that the straight dope?” [syn: dope, the skinny, low-down] 4: the rear part of a ship [syn: stern, after part, quarter, tail]

I found it funny that all the last definiton cited was the one we mainly use. I do not generally have a poop fascination, but now after this funny occurence, I believe I do. You can’t tell me that you don’t feel good after letting a good turd out. Thoughts??

I have decided that I love chicken wings. Most especially hot wings. I love a tangy hot sauce. I think it is the vinegar, or the sinus clearing chilies, or maybe the smooth redness of it all. After sampling some tasty wings at Carlos & Murphys yesterday I achieved a moment of clarity. One similar to my sausage epiphony. It was a beautiful moment in which nothing could ruin my love for the wings of chicken.

**********side note******************* Too much of the spicy hot wings can reek havoc on your innerds and cause projectile diarrhea and stain the bowl!

In light of Hurricane Katrina it has put a lot of things in perspective for me. As bad as I feel for those poor people who are trapped and suffering, I have become so de-sensitized to disaster and to the plight of the american peoples that I feel for them, but do not feel enough to act. Seeing as school is just around the corner, I am feeling especially broke. I did donate to the Tsunami disaster relief fund because I felt compelled to act, but with Katrina and old NO et all in need I wonder where is all the American relief? Oh wait, I know exactly where it is………….. in Iraq. It saddens me to condemn a whole country due to one man’s actions and poor choices, but I am. If Bush did not invade Iraq he would have the necessary manpower to successfully evacuate all the people, would restore order to the streets and stop the looting, and start to pick up the pieces. Instead there are over 30,000 people stuck in the Super Dome ( I can’t remember the name right now, I hope that is right) who are literally living in shit and piss, and hundreds of thousands more people either dead, missing, or stranded. It has gotten so bad that rebels ahve begun to shoot at the few rescue copters coming to evacuate stranded people. People are so desperate that it makes me appreciate what I have.
I am still sticking to guns and am not going to donate. Maybe when I see George W. actually doing something and better relief efforts I may, but until then I’ll keep my thinning wallet closed and will hope for the best. If 9/11 can draw out the big bucks, then this should definitely do ‘er. Seeing as the 9/11 funds were so misappropriated, hopefully this will be better. Seeing as 1200 ground troops are being sent in each day to police millions of hungry, crazed looters. Good luck, and godspeed.