Incite Full

So when I first started using my MBP, I felt like an old man, unable to figure out the smallest things with ease. Thinking, like Brian had said, that the next 3 years of my life would be a terrible nightmare, almost as bizarre as the one I had which had me fleeing from a deranged hotel guest who was attempting to shave my head. That is a completely true dream that I had about 2 nights ago.

But I digress, I feel pretty comfortable with the thing now. I wouldn’t say it’s better, as much as it is prettier. you feel better about doing mundane tasks, as exemplified by my fist/terrorist pound upon sending an email. I’m still working on finding better notepad editors which are free- we all love vim, it’s true, but Jesus I could use some better syntax highlighting.

What is going to kill me, is the time line for my evening. I get home, and I’m going to eat and run, in either order, and then go out a bit. Then we’ll meet for the movie and watch it. Normally this is where I’d go home and go t sleep. But I’ve got to drive in and do some overtime at 5:30 in the morning! Hopefully I’ll make it, but regardless I’ll probably just be thinking about batman the entire time. You’ll get an entry on it, too! Lucky you!

I thought I was running out of material to write about, but I took a quick peek at CNN and have a new topic to write about: Shut the Fuck up, Glen Beck.

Here is what he wrote about the wearing of now famous Che Guevara T-shirts:

That’s right, the same T-shirts you see Hollywood celebrities, starving pseudo-artists and confused hipster teens wearing around local coffee shops. To all those who decide that you want to be coffee house communist-chic, remember this: When you are wearing a Che T-shirt, you’re wearing the same shirt that makes terrorists believe you’re just one of the gang. I hope that latte is tasty.

Are you fucking kidding me? First of all, I’d think commercializing this man would be the best thing for you- to throw in his anti-capitalist face something he was fighting against. Secondly, why does a person wearing the Che shirt have to be confused? Just because you don’t agree with it doesn’t make it wrong. And are you still picking on expensive coffee drinkers? That’s about as entertaining as remembering the Y2k crisis. For fucks sake, man, it’s 2008, and you still think only college kids and people who waste time spend it in coffee shops. Get off your god damn high horse.

Your argument is what? Isn’t this in the same vein as “if you do drugs, you’re supporting Osama Bin Laden?” Christ almighty, that’s original. Buy this shirt and you’ll support terrorists. Are you really extrapolating, from a story about t-shirts, the argument that FARC rebels representing all terrorists? I’m convinced that the reason he wrote this article, besides lack of intelligence, is because some “hipster” teen in front of him got the last scone at Starbucks.

And that “wisecrack” at the end about capitalism always winning? Way to say stupid shit when people are losing their home due to predatory loan rates. You should run for office. I’m well aware that there is a lot of blame to pass around here, but ‘capitalism,’ as you’re trumpeting it, is about as real as communism is and was.

He even goes on to ask why, if Che is so great, did Barack Obama not “approve of its use,” referring to a flag hung in one of the volunteer offices. I’ve got the answer for you: because fucking morons like yourself have a need to exploit and fear monger the public. The only reason you have a job, Glen, is because the rest of the world is blind enough to read and agree. Shit, did I say read? I meant watch. And getting Barack Obama to disapprove of communism is like getting water to stay wet, and I can think of a handful of lefties out there that would make better examples.

Do I approve of the shirt? No. Do I approve of Che? Not in the slightest, but wearing the Che shirt really says nothing, much like buying Campbell’s soup does not mean you’re a fan of Andy Warhol. Sometimes you’re just fucking hungry.

I apologize for the rant, and how poorly structured it is, but I just can’t stand this man and his dumbassedness sometimes.

So i’m typing this post from a brand spanking new Mac Book Pro. Well, it’s actually about 20 days old getting its first use, but that’s only because the setup people missed my first appointment. Finally it has been configured and installed, and you know what? I’m not impressed. Yet.

Obviously it will take some time to get over the initial differences. And I still need to figure out who’s fault certain issues are (like why X11 isn’t installed by default, or the forwarding isn’t automatic). But I will give it all a fair shake, especially if these issues belong to the applications- I’m looking at you Entourage. I also need to get used to writing text on this OS- command right and left for home and end? Sigh, another thing to get used to…

Aside from that, things have been going pretty well. I’m seeing the Dark Knight at Thursday’s midnight show, and i’m really excited for it. It’s been a long while since I saw a movie on opening night. (On an aside, I now officially hate this “command-left” for the beginning of a line, as Firefox asks me if I want to go back a page. Sigh.) Things like this are probably going to annoy me for  a very long while. If anyone has any hints, tips, or primers, feel free to send them my way.

I’ve been running again. Beating my recent best of 3.5 miles, I went for 4 miles in less than it took me to do the 3.5 last time. That’s progress! Thinking about running makes me think about Jung- actually. He had this idea of speed, and how important it was to the people of his time. Speeding locomotives, cars, etc- epeed was everywhere.

Our generation is the now generation. We even have NOW! that’s what I call music volume 25 or something ridiculous. We are so impatient and unwilling to wait for things. Careers, printers, elevators- everything has to be faster than fast, sooner than soon. It’s actually kind of frustrating when you step back and realize it all.

I’m waiting for steph to be done with work so that I can leave. This is the peril of carpooling. I’m here an hour after I should be gone. I’d be upset except it doesn’t happen often, and I know she’s just as frustrated by it. It, to me, is the exact opposite of where I do my recycling. This place I have to physically drive all he glass, plastic, cans, and cardboard to the recycling center. Do you know what I have to do after that? I have to sort all of that shit into about 15 different bins. Is it any wonder why people don’t recycle? You can’t make things this annoyingly difficult and tedious and expect them to succeed. Especially if it’s voluntary, these aren’t fucking taxes.

So it doesn’t surprise me when our world is screwed up. No, it’s not hard work, but it’s more work than it ought to be. Hell I didn’t even know it existed until Brian told me about it, which is clearly a failure of advertising. I’m sure there isn’t much budget for that sort of thing. Listen, I will be frank: I know staving off infection, starvation, and global warming isn’t going to be easy, but whats with the assault on free time and patience going to do for their cause?

“I don’t believe in tips”

It’s 3:06am, so please bear with me while i write. I went for a run today. Until today, my ass didn’t even own a pair of running shoes that I could use. I’ve been pining for them for a while now, just because I know that there are certain things I need to do, and getting in better shape is definitely one of them. So I went to DSW and purchased a pair of New Balance running shoes. I was told to go for comfort, and after that I just wanted something lightweight.

I ended up running 3 and a half miles, which is probably the longest i’ve done ever, let alone after a year since my last jog. What was most curious, though, was that I really enjoyed it. I liked seeing other people on treadmills have to take a break, i liked feeling the burn in my legs when I stopped running. It’s the first time I’ve ever enjoyed running, and I didn’t really want to stop, but I did the last half mile much faster, and felt like my legs were becoming jello.

While running, a few commercials came on the TV. One was the kid fro Geico insurance who talks about putting Rusty Wallace, his cousin, into a wall. NASCAR commercials have so much potential for humor, and I’m glad a few of them deliver. I also saw a new Old Spice commercial, starring Neal Patrick Harris. These commercials, God bless then. It’s like the superbowl everyday for Old Spice. Using lines like “As a former pretend Doctor” and starring a man who slides from second base to home, you can rarely go wrong. I plan on keeping my business with Old Spice sheerly out of appreciation.

I got to go to Portillo’s today, as well as steal a bunch of golf balls for a driving range (they were closed, and the managers of the palce seemed cool with it, don’t worry). Golf is a funny little game. It’s so easy in principle, but it’s so complicated at the same time. Regardless, Kevin and I did well today, and we plan on going again and again, so that we can get better, and maybe one day actually go to a Golf course.

“An idealist is one who, on noticing that a rose smells better than a cabbage, concludes that it will also make better soup.”

So Steph and I have watched two movies in as many weeks where a person dies by getting their eyes stabbed out with thumbs. Anyone who knows me knows I love scary movies. I prefer zombie movies, to be sure, but i’m willing to go into other realms of terrifying horror, and this is what happened tonight. Steph and I, on a recommendation, watched The Descent.

Basically this boils down to a bunch of women who go caving, only to find themselves in a never-before-discovered cave with a bunch of used-to-be humans that now feast on the flesh of any living thing. To be honest, the only thing i Dind’t like about the film (forgiving the usual “horror film” stuff) was the lack of back story on the bad guys. Granted a zombie movie doesn’t add much back story on the zombies, but everyone knows they just want brains. braaaaaaains, even. Other than that, it was a nifty little flick. It did resort to “shock” horror at times, but only after building up a lot of suspense through old school methods. I’m never going to use the night vision mode on any camera again, that’s for sure.

This has got me thinking about Zombies though, and when I think about this, it gets intense. Fast. Ever wonder why you don’t see elderly zombies in films? Aside from being decidedly not as scary (I believe living old peopel are much creepier than undead old people), there is a simple explanation for all things zombie related. In this case, old people’s bones are too brittle to keep up with the active zombie lifestyle. Think of all the walking and stumbling they do. That’s a hip-flexor injury just waiting to happen for an elderly person.

I’m undecided if I think zombies should run or not. This would be the easiest way to explain away the dearth of elderly zombies. And i don’t have a problem with movies who allow their zombies to run, I’m just not sure if I’d do it. There is something about the masses being slowly unstoppable that is scary- like global warming. It’s when the zombies can drive trucks and fire guns that shit gets out of hand. Lastly, zombie movies should generally end with everyone dying. It’s really the only way things should work out in a world as fucked as one inhabited by zombies.

“Just then his little brother come in, holding the milk man’s hat and a bottle of gin, singin’:”

Self interview