I want to have a conversation with my soul.
Category: Random
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So I noticed today that male dogs have nipples, and much like male humans, they serve no functional purpose. I think I remember that all human babies start off female and differentiate later in development to be boys. is this the same for all mammals or possibly all animals?
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Tool is my favorite band, I’ve said that before. Henry Rollins is an amazing poet and speaker. The song Bottom is fucking fabulous. Just sayin.
“If I let you, you would make me destroy myself
In order to survive you, I must first survive myself
And I can sink no further and I cannot forgive you
There’s no choice but to confront you
To engage you
To erase you
I’ve gone to great lengths to expand my threshold of pain
I will use my mistakes against you
There’s no other choice
Shameless now, nameless now, nothing now, no one now
And my soul must be iron
Cause my fear is naked
I’m naked and fearless
And my fear is naked” -
Computers can be great. But computer related language is retarded. I have to tell SQL, in a particular order, what I want it to check, otherwise shit doesn’t work. It’s frustrating.
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Meetings with more than 3 people are rarely productive. Just sayin.
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How is it that some people have certain expectations of others, but don’t hold themselves to the same standards of performance? What logic makes that ok in their minds?
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I wonder what it would be like if society as a whole just got rid of money as a thing. Not talking about digital currency, because… fuck that. I’m talking straight out barter system or something like it. I haven’t put enough thought into this to determine practicality, but what if we could eliminate money (greed) as a motivator and as a necessity for living?
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Where would you go on a shopping spree?
A book store, an art supply store, and/or the notebook aisle of an office supply store.
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When I was a kid, my mom would sometimes have me boil a whole chicken when she was planning to make chicken and dumplings. While filling the pot and adding spices, I would set the chicken up so that the wings were over the side of the pot, and it looked like he was chillin in a hot tub. That bothered my mother.
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What is it like to honestly not be thinking about anything? Does that actually happen?
A Peculiar Cerebral Tangle 