Seriously. Weirdest, most vivid dream I’ve had in awhile: I’m in this big theatre thing downtown with the intention of going to a Muse concert. However, the tickets are $300 or something, so I’m standing around debating whether or not to do it. I leave the main part of the theatre and go out into the front atrium, where there are a bunch of these video screens.
I stand in the corner watching one of the screens when all of a sudden Lady Gaga walks in with all these bodyguard guys. She books it over to me and hands me two key rings FULL of keys, saying, “these are keys to boats, houses, and cars. I’ll give you all of these if you give me the rights to your MySpace song.” Apparently, in the dream, I had written my MySpace song, and she wanted it badly. So I was all, “okay, cool!” Then she and I got in a limo and went to god knows where and she showed me some of her moves.
Then we went back to her place and I slept on her couch, amidst all of her panties. All I can remember from this part is that I was ridiculously happy, and I wanted to try on her shorts. Ga-ga, ooh-la-la, indeed.
Yeah. I know. What the hell is going on in my subconscious.
Today was “let’s defer our panic over finals with some sushi” day with the psych buddies. Everyone was going back to campus for some theatre thing afterwards, but I just wanted to go home, so I went the opposite way. I was standing at the bus stop waiting for #33 and some dude came and stood beside me. After about five minutes, I saw him look down at my pants and go: “Wow, those are lime green fleece pants!”
No kidding. I’m not colorblind.
Then: “You have more courage than I do to wear those!”
And what’s that supposed to mean, random stranger whom I’ve never before met?
It’s not courage. It’s style. MY style. If I were deliberately trying to make some sort of statement against the norm with my awesome pants, yeah, sure, I’m sure there would be some element of courage involved, but I’m not. Stop insinuating that not wearing the same style as everyone else implies I have courage. I don’t call the majority of Vancouverites cowards because they all wear the same goddamn jacket (seriously, there’s like one style of jacket up here).
I like lime green. I had the volition sometime a few years ago to make some lime green pants. And so I did. Big deal, end of story. Holy crap, you mean you wear it ‘cause you like it? Bingo, Sherlock.
I like color, thus I wear a lot of it. You probably like denim, ‘cause you were wearing way more of it than I thought was humanly possible. Was I about to say this to you? No, because you seemed quite comfortable in your style and I didn’t want to screw with your self-image by telling you that you looked like you fell out of a Levi’s shipment truck.
Can we leave each others’ fashions alone? As long as we’re not exposing obscene amounts of butt/boobs/privates, I don’t see what the problem is.
Today’s song: Launch from the soundtrack to Armageddon
I don’t know about any of you, but I think some of Facebook’s gifts are a little…odd. So I have decided to review the ones that fall into these two categories:
2) Not as Obscure But Pretty Weird Nonetheless
Okay, is there some sort of sports metaphor I’m missing on this one? I understand there’s toilet paper, and I understand there are basketballs…but the two together? Basketball-printed toilet paper? I assume you use this to TP the Facebook page of the head of the basketball team.
This one’s just weird. At first I thought it was one of those zipper pull thingies you see on the ends of zippers, but then I wasn’t quite sure. And why, if it indeed is an “evil eye”, would you give it as a gift?
Agh! What the hell is it?! This thing scared the crap outta me! I figured it was a pig, but it’s the most deformed pig I’ve ever seen. And since when did pigs wear swimming suits that only covered the first pair of nipples?
Is this a video game thing? This is the only possible definition I can think of for these blue bubble-like things that look like they’ve been poorly enlarged in MS Paint. And I can’t find any other explanation for wanting to give the gift of pixilated spheres to anyone.
This is, supposedly, “Matzah”, whatever Matzah is. It isn’t recognized by Microsoft Word. Ah, I see, it’s a Hebrew thing. I get it now. But here’s the weird thing, Facebook—Matzah (also known as “Matzo”) normally comes in ball form. I see that Facebook has this as well, but to have a large square of it as a gift that resembles, to me, a saltine cracker, is kind of odd, don’t you think?
The Scrabble Love Series
I just don’t understand why Facebook is trying to cheat you out of $4 with Scrabble “LOVE” when you can just give them the Screw for only a buck. Maybe it’s a representation of the idea that sex is cheaper than love, or something like that. At least they got the Scrabble values correct.
Yeah, I’m bored. Can you tell?
I’m sick of Atheists getting a bad rap all the time. For me personally, I am not an Atheist because I am “evil.” That’s ridiculous. I am an Atheist simply because there is not enough rational proof that God exists. It’s just that simple. I believe God is a manmade concept thought up probably soon after human beings developed higher thought processes. I choose not to go along with this concept because I don’t see the need for it. I can be a reasonable, rational, kind, conscientious human being without the need for an ultimate reward in the form of an eternity that is better than life on earth. I don’t believe in an afterlife. Therefore, I think we should live striving for a better life on earth rather than working for the goal of a better life in the afterlife. I don’t advocate violence, lawless behavior, nonsensical actions, or anything of the sort. I just don’t feel the necessity of a god figure in my life. Why is that so wrong? I don’t believe in the concept. That’s really all there is to it.
And yet, in most conversations I have in which religion/spirituality is brought up, I get told at least one of the following:
“Atheism is a corrupting force in society.”
Um, not really. First, I’d hardly call Atheism a “force.” If Atheism has anything to do with society, its job is to stay in the background. In fact, of all the religious/spiritual denominations and classifications, Atheism is probably one of the least intrusive. When was the last time you saw an Atheist handing out pamphlets or knocking at your door asking you if you’ve considered “converting” to Atheism?
Second, all sorts of conclusions are jumped to by implying that a lack of belief in a god is equal to corruption. You don’t need God to be good. Just look at all the law-abiding Atheists in today’s society.
“You can’t prove God doesn’t exist.”
You can’t prove He/She/They does/do. Until then, I’m sticking with what I believe.
“Okay, if God is a manmade concept, it is a necessary one in order to prevent people from doing wrong” (or, “without God there is a lack of morality.”)
Again, not so. Like I said, there are millions of Atheists in the world. I doubt the percentage of them that fall into immorality is greater than any other denomination or classification. While I believe that people do things in order to ultimately receive some sort of reward at some point, I believe that this reward can be found on earth, not in the afterlife.
“There is no definitive proof of God because He wants you to have faith that he exists.”
A god who will not reveal rational proof that it exists while requiring that people believe in it despite that is a god I don’t want a part of. If God does exist, why would He require us to prove our faith in the face of such overwhelming evidence that denounces his existence?
“Atheism is the same thing as believing in evolution.”
Not necessarily. I know many Christians who “believe” in evolution, and I know two Atheists who aren’t convinced enough by the evidence to trust the evolutionary theory. Atheism is the affirmation of the nonexistence of god(s) or the rejection of theism. Evolution is a theory. Big difference.
That’s about it. I hope I didn’t offend anyone. I’m just trying to explain things from an Atheist’s point of view.
And stop picking on Agnostics, too.