Jan 26 2008
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Jan 22 2008
Threats of the war are
Knocking at our door
It’s the coming horror picture
of heroes on the floor
The taller monster of hate
To smother our hope or love here
But I have faith because
I know that you believe
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Jan 14 2008
I know it sounds weird, but I really can’t stand it. It’s especially unpleasant when a styrofoam cup is involved. Beer isn’t so bad, but soda being poured into a styrofoam or plastic cup just rubs me the wrong way. It just sounds dirty and wrong, and I can’t explain why. Please tell me I’m not crazy? Please?
Jan 07 2008
I just saw people playing frisbee outside and playing in the grass while enjoying the 67 degree weather. It’s January 7. There’s something very wrong in the state of Indiana. For the record, I believe it’s colder in Iraq right now (unless Kenny tells me otherwise) and they’re pretty much all desert over there.
Jan 07 2008
So I was talking with Adrienne yesterday as I got in the car, and I spat out the following:
“I don’t know how people don’t wear seatbelts. If I’m not wearing a seatbelt, I feel like I’m going to die! Not die in a car accident, just literally fall over dead.”
Hilarity ensued.
Jan 01 2008
On my way home from work tonight, I watched as countless snow drifts floated by and snow devils swept around. I got to thinking about how quiet it is around here. This of course is ironic considering I live in a noisy apartment building on the bustling campus of Purdue. When I say quiet, I mean the kind of quiet that comes with feeling a yearning for community. Again, I find it ironic that I live in an ever changing city of 30 or 40 thousand students (during school sessions, of course) and yet it feels like nobody really knows anyone else. I think of all the people going to class, walking by each-other and not saying hello. Heck, I live in a building with 12 apartments and I couldn’t tell you the first name of anyone but the student manager.
It seems to be a societal thing, this voluntary solitude. With the proliferation of the internet and nearly instantaneous communication with nearly any corner of the globe (I can IM my buddy in Iraq as though he’s across the street from my cell-phone) it’s as though people have forgotten the need to nurture their local communities. I can’t say I’m not guilty, of course, but I wonder where it will all end? Will we get to a point where everyone’s minds are linked in some massive neural network and nobody needs to actually talk anymore? It seems like the only people we really communicate with are those we encounter on a daily basis anyway (coworkers, fellow students, church and club members, etc.) and the art of striking up a conversation with a total stranger is lost.
I feel like I should be going out to the coffee shop and making some new friends, but I’d probably just weird people out because I’m a stranger trying to strike up a conversation with them. That and the internet’s more entertaining; and have you seen the price of coffee these days?
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