You must check this out. The ramifications for this scientific research are huge for us as a people and as a planetary/interplanetary species. See the video below!
Updates
I am going to be breaking the website (tonight hopefully). I know I haven’t posted in a week, but I’ll be around all week. I got sick this weekend and it set everything back.
Update on the Updates: Turns out, this one and only time, that I had to do less than I imagined. Some times the fix is easier, instead of harder. Actually, here’s a little truth for you: never assume the worst because it rarely is. I had to take out the Marquee thing at the top because the plugin was messing up the search function. Said plugin is now gone as is the Marquee. It was fun while it lasted. Back to blogging.
After A Year I’m Dead
It’s not you, it’s me. Really, I’m just tired. I can’t sleep at night. I have problems with commitment. My mom always said I was a free spirit. I can’t stay in one place for too long. Time for me to be moving on. Look, don’t cry, please, don’t cry. I really like you. It’s just not working out. I can’t always be the one to be supporting you. It’s just give, give, give and what do I get in return? It’s you, not me. I can’t just keep putting in, keep talking and you are always silent. Nothing. Sure, there’s a pip and a peep here and there. But that’s not going to keep me warm at night. And I couldn’t make any money. This is not my idea of a good diet. This is a negative space and I can’t do it anymore. So, it’s over. I’m out.
Radiohead, from Leif
I’m not living / I’m just killing time / Your tiny hands / Your crazy kiss and smile
Lovers in a Dangerous Time
I have felt, for most of my life, that I am always behind everyone else. Took me a couple extra years to figure things out. Like how to dress or how to be cool or how to _______. I’m always playing catch-up. But, there are a handful of moments where I was cool without even knowing it. Maybe I was always cool without knowing it, but probably not. One such moment when I feel as though I was cool or had some real street cred is the first concert I went to (or at least the first I remember). I saw Bruce Cockburn in Saskatoon. Now that’s some serious indy-cred. However, it was my dad who took me. So maybe it’s just that my dad’s cool. Could that be possible? Here’s BNL with their very best cover:
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Guilty Pleasures
It’s really busy today, but I wanted to post a little something. There are a lot of things that I do without really thinking about it. There are a lot of things I enjoy without thinking about it. Today brought up one such thing. Last night, while I was working late, I was drinking a diet coke. Now the whole diet coke thing is another story. If I had more time, I would tell it. Readers Digest version: It’s all moms fault. I didn’t finish the diet coke last night. But my guilty pleasure is that I really, really enjoy warm, day-old diet coke. Mmm mmm good.