Waiting on the Light

I need a change from this burnout scene Another time, Another town, Another everything. ah, music! I'm pretty sure this lady, that I pass when I'm walking every morning, (and have passed every morning for months) thought I was some kind of gangster today. She circled the block twice in her car-staring intently at me when she passed. Then again maybe I had a long piece of toilet paper stuck to my foot following in the breeze behind me (in which case the polite thing for her to do would be to stop and tell me, not to stare). However I'm pretty sure it's the former not the latter because this is the same lady that wouldn't get out of her car two months ago because I scared her. She pulled up and rolled down the window to see who I was that time.... If I had been a bad guy it would've been a prime opportunity to shoot her in the face...not too smart if you ask me. I should've waved my dog-killing stick at her... to let her know I'm not a bad dude. I actually

wow

I don't know what's happening to me. I cried yesterday when Dallas lost... also the initials of our blog aren't pleasant. I need to discuss that with Josh.

My professor at Southwestern used this example in class one day: Let's say your favorite ice cream is butter pecan . Let's also say you're on a trip to Alabama from wherever you are and you pass a sign that says that the best butter pecan ice cream is made at the shop at the next exit. First question: How free are you to choose whether or not you stop? Well, there are factors that play into that decision right? Are you on a diet? Did you just eat 13 hamburgers and you're full? Did you promise the spouse or neighbor that you'd lay off the butter pecan? Okay what if all the opposites of those are true. What if you are really hungry and you promised the spouse you'd eat more ice cream? Okay let's move on. Let's say you decide to stop. Let's say you're in the shop. How free are you to choose whatever flavor of ice cream in the store? Yes, of course you could walk in there and choose chocolate, but why would you? Maybe you walk in the store and the

When are you dead, and when can people take your organs? Well according to these people: when your family says so. Let's hope your family loves you, otherwise you might close your eyes to take a nap and they'll be saying, "They're gone, take what you want." http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/10/03/AR2008100301974.html

Ellen Degeneres had Joshua Radin sing (at her wedding) the song that I planned (if I ever get married) to have at my wedding... Now that song is going to be played at every gay wedding that side of the Mississippi.... then at every other wedding. Yeah that song is now effed (because of the proliferation). great. wait... is it weird that I already thought about music that would be awesome at a wedding? I should add that I also have my funeral music planned...it's a playlist called 'for my funeral' on my computer.