She'll make point five past lightspeed

One of the saddest things that could ever happen to a person is having to wake up from a dream where you're flying the Millennium Falcon.

D-Will and Rainn being beat up in Provo

I didn't know what to title this posting. I was thinking infuriating hypocrisy.
Here's the record of the vote for the following legislation. I was pleased to find out that my two senators vote Yea.

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Franken's Amendment:
Franken Amdt. No. 2588; To prohibit the use of funds for any Federal contract with Halliburton Company, KBR, Inc., any of their subsidiaries or affiliates, or any other contracting party if such contractor or a subcontractor at any tier under such contract requires that employees or independent contractors sign mandatory arbitration clauses regarding certain claims.

Second Season

That's what they call the October playoffs in MLBaseball.

I love baseball, and really there aren't a lot of things I'd change about the sport. The designated hitter really bothers me. Taking pitchers out automatically at 100 pitches is annoying.

But, if I had only one thing to change, it would be to outlaw tobacco in any form at the ballpark. No chewing tobacco, no smoking and no cigars. I hate that chewing tobacco is a tradition of my favorite sport.

Ban it now. Blech.

Rip

I've needed to buy new jeans for months, like a half a year or so. I hate shopping for jeans. I mean, don't get me wrong, I hate shopping for any item of clothes. But jeans can be particularly annoying.
I went shopping two days ago with Meggsies. I bought sweaters.
But Karma came and smacked me upside the head today. After I'd gotten into work after teaching, I looked down and noticed that my pants were ripped (again, the cuffs are pretty hashed). Yep, the inner thigh area had a nice hole. Really, it wasn't that serious and showed off nothing but a bit of white when the hole was visible.
Thus I was finally forced to go buy jeans. I found a pair that I didn't hate. The people at the store let me use their changing rooms to take off the holy jeans.
Here's a nice picture showing off what Karma got me to do:


Oh, and isn't that argyle sweater nice?

I'm indignant for my friend

Last week a friend of mine (and a friend of many of you, as well) was riding his bike in Pittsburgh and got a bit roughed up by some policemen. All Chris did was ask the cop not to touch him and another cop came in and pushed him up against a car with his club and then arrested him.
I'm utterly ticked. Talk about your illegal arrest.


I'm very, very, very indignant. Okay, and angry, too.

We need to stand up against things like this and do what we can to stop them from even happening in the first place. Seriously? Ugh.

guilt vs. godly sorrow

I know that this is sort of semantics, but it's useful to me. A few years back I realized the difference between two forms of shame. Guilt is something that festers that makes you feel unworthy, especially if you dwell on the problem causing the guilt. Godly sorrow is something that's sorta like guilt, but it pushes you to want to improve, let go of and become more like God.

Anyway, the reason why I mention this is because it again popped into my mind over the weekend. I know that I can get on a soap box about it. But if it's not helping us to improve, really we just need to let it go.

And that's all I have to say about that.