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listening to:Velvet Underground- Heroin

So I got to thinking. I was randomly thinking about what would happen if I had wings instead of arms and how totally wierd that would be. like you totally wouldn't be able to do anything with your hands but then you'd be able to fly. like is that a worth it exchange... I really don't know... but then I got to think that what if everybody was born with either one or the other. like half of the people were born with arms and half with wings. so we could actually have a comparison... but then I got thinking that something like that would probably be genetically passed on.

listening to: Velvet Underground- Sunday Morning

now if it was genetically passed on then one gene would probably be dominant. and that would mean that one of the groups of people wouldn't really want to marry into the other group because they're just engineering the dying out of their type of person (think nazi's, but more intense). so theretically one of the people groups (lets say the people with arms) would want to seperate from the people with wings. and of course being as they have arms they can use things like guns and are probably much better at fighting so they'd probably try to eliminate the winged people and the winged people would be forced into seclusion in mountainous regions and such. but then I got to thinking...

listening to: The White Stripes - Death Letter/Little Bird (live)

anyways I got to thinking that the human frame isn't exactly built for flying. like even the basic structure of our bones isn't made to endure the stress of flying (like your back and shoulders and stuff), but what if the earth was half the size that it is now. that would be pretty freakin crazy because we would have half the gravity that we do now and that would mean that flying cities could actually be a reality. I mean even though the earth would be half the size, overpopulation would be lessened because we could have massive flying cities and that would mean less climate change and crap because we could leave the earth virtually city free...
so anyways it's been a while since i blogged and I had the very beginning of a blog saved as a draft so i decided to carry through with typing out my original thought process.. all while listening to some really awesome music. maybe finishing that will get me back into the swing of blogging so look forward to some pretty aesome blogs in the near future.

pipe smoking professor

death and other morbidness

So I added another awesome link this site... yes another awesome link... yes you'll enjoy this one and waste almost as much time as you wasted on the linerider link... yes I know you wasted time on the linerider link... and if you didn't waste time on the linerider link then you should... actually come to think of it you might not waste too much time on the new link unless you're kindof morbid. But onto the actual link, it happens to direct you to a page of famous last words... Yes,those are the words people say before they die... no I'm not morbid... Yes I did waste a long time reading these quotes and I'm still only on the letter P (check out the link to the full transcript of Dutch Shultz's (Arthur Flegenheimer) last words, it's some serious poetry). It's a curious thing though, when I went to type this post I suddenly had this thought and it went something like "what's so fascinating about people's last words?". And I thought about it and then I'm like "I really don't know" so I thought about it some more and I guess I came to a sortof conclusion. I think it's because peoples last words really define, to some measure, what their whole life is about (especially Dutch Shultz). for instance, before he died, Elvis Presley said "I hope I haven't bored you". That speaks to me of a man deeply insecure his whole life about what people thought of him, so much so that it was the one thing on his mind when he died. Actually I'll bet those aren't his last words because he was actually kidnapped by members of his own bodyguard, forcefed broccoli, sold to the Russian mafia, and forced to live in solitude in a small hut on top of an unclimable mountain in Eastern Russia with no instruments. However, due to his mad skills, he carved a one-piece guitar body out of a tree and used the intestines of a wild goat that he killed with his bare hands to string it. now he sits and composes songs in solitude, exept for a small mountain tribe that somehow also managed to survive on top of this unclimable mountain for centuries. Elvis has taught the tribe how to play rock n' roll and they serve as his backup orchestra for his moonlight serenades. the king will never die. Speaking of dying, I hope I have some really great last words before I die. like seriously, I hope I have just enough time to spontaneously say some random thing that will inspire generations to come. There are some seriously lame people out there who say seriously lame things before they die and I seriously don't want to be one of those people. Maybe I should carry a tape recorder around and leave it on all the time so that people can just play it back after I'm dead and find out exactly what the last thing I said was no matter how I died. Actually it would have to be a mp3 recorder because tapes only have so much space. and then i could just give it to my secretary at the end of every day and they could go through it and see if I said anything worth noting and then erase it in preperation for the next day. Then again to do that I'd need a secretary and where the heck am I going to get a secretary... Yes I know, it doesn't make sense. Maybe if I was like PM, or even an MP, I would have a secretary.... but then like I'd have to be in politics... and like to be in politics like that you need to have experience... and I'm a student, where the crap am I going to get political experience if I'm a student, I don't have the freakin time! exept of course during the summer... and I need to work in the summer... and I also need to travel in the summer... wait, I guess that means the Conservative paid internship in Ottawa with my airfare paid for that I just applied for, for the months of May, June, July, and August, would be a perfect fit... hmmmm... I'm gonna have to think that one over... so yah, I definately should do it. Only problem is that... is that... is that I'm going to miss camping at Paul lake and Fintry... :( this is sad news indeed... like really sucky.... boo hoo... I actually can't even convey to everyone how much I am going to miss going camping this year. Stoph, we're definately going to need to do some stuff before May because I don't think I could live with the thought of not camping with you this summer.. in fact you're going to have to send me regular filmed updates every day so I don't crawl into a hole and die from missing everybody. this is sad, but also good... but also sad.. I am soooo conflicted...

fool sitting here typing

do not, not listen to this music

So pretty much I submitted my music playlist to the student paper "Mars Hill" at Trinity for a chance to win an ipod, and it was so good that I couldn't bear the thought of it not getting published anywhere so I decided to post it here. Keep in mind that these songs aren't like my top 10 or anything and they're not in order of how good they are, they're just songs that you all need to listen to.

Jars of Clay - "Mirrors and Smoke"
Good Monsters was a return to the classic Jars sound and Mirrors and Smoke features Leigh Nash of Sixpence (and yes I like Sixpence because of "Kiss Me"), so this song is subsequently really awesome.

The White Stripes - "Ball and Biscuit"
Not only am I sort of the seventh son so I identify with this, but also this is such an angry vengeful song that if I didn't put it on my list I'd be paranoid about Jack White coming after me with a pointy guitar.

Weezer - "Island in the Sun"
Off of Weezers third album, this song makes you want to spontaneously go on a holiday and forget about all your responsibilities. A perfect song for students.

K-os - "Hallelujah"
"Seeing things around me, Bonnie and Clyde, graffiti with no message, doctors, medicines, or pride, but it doesn't really matter, they're blowin' in the wind, on the cover of a magazine. Hallelujah, Babylon is falling. Babylon is falling."

Johnny Cash - "God's Gonna Cut You Down"
Unlike the Rolling Stones, as Johnny Cash got older, his music actually got better. It's also the closest Cash has ever gotten to rap, with a driving bass beat and lyrics that make that little shiver thing go up your spine.

Jimi Hendrix - "Wild Thing"
Although this song was originally done by the Troggs, Jimi Hendrix's cover at the Monterey Pop Festival will forever remain burned in the human conciousness as one of the greatest moments in the history of rock 'n' roll.

Steppenwolf - "Born to be Wild"
Because my principal in high school covered this song so awesomely on a music trip to Alberta.

The Beatles - "Blue Jay Way"
One of the more phsychadelic Beatles songs off of their Magical Mystery Tour, this song is so trippy it could put you into a trance if you're not careful.

Bob Dylan - "Visions of Johanna"
As Calvin Townsend would say, this is beauty.

The Eels - "Love of the Loveless"
With only one permanent member, E, The Eels always match the lyrics and music of their songs expertly, as is evident in this uncharacteristically soft and melodic track.

Zen Master

no ecky thump because of gravity

yes I suppose it has been a while... but i have school... and i'm tired... now... so there's really no point to this entry except that I really felt like blogging and I just bought a new album... -dramatic pause-... -heavens open and a bright light shines down through the clouds-... -etheral music playing-... -boom it's all sucked into the incredible vortex of Jon Foreman's voice... and fingers... because he needs fingers to write lyrics like "train the monkeys on my back to fight/ let it start tonight"-... so pretty much I bought the new switchfoot album, "Oh! Gravity", and it rocks pretty hard. as in like there's some intense stuff verging on punk and some REM esque tunes, which combines with some killer hooks and savage guitars and Foreman's screaming vocals and their wierdest lyrics yet to make into a pretty solid album. I definately knew I would like it when I heard the dissonant 3 second piano interlude halfway through the first track. still, despite it rocking pretty freaking hard, it's not quite as good as their last album, yet still better than beautiful letdown (I can never remember the name of that album in between this one and beautiful letdown, but it's their best album). You should definately go out and buy it. now. I had a wierd experience with like heavy rock and punk and like alternative... whatever you label it... just like heavy music. anyways it was the white stripes and the ramones... both killer bands... but I was sitting doing a paper on this computer and in the next room they were watching "a good year" with russel crow (as in the movie had russel crow in it, he wasn't watching it with them or anything) and I couldn't concentrate on my homework so i stuck in my headphones and cranked up the white stripes-white blood cells, which is an awesome album and like it was playing loud enough to completely drown out the movie and it actually helped me study... like seriously. a few times i caught myself typing along with the beat (what little there is in the white stripes) and like then I started on a live ramones album, but that didn't work quite as well... but I think heavy intense music really helps you do homework. like scratch all that crap about classical music making you smarter, i can never get anything done when I'm listening to classical music. there's a time for everything... speaking of time, the white stripes are putting out a new album (ya, I don't know how that's connected to time either), and it's called "Icky Thump". needless to say I am beside myself with joy because, although I thought the Raconteurs were even better, the white stripes still hold a special place in my heart and Jack White is still one of the insanest guitarists of our generation (he just got on the rolling stones new guitar gods top 20 list). go check out one of his blue veins solos if you don't believe me, the man is a genius. Meg was quoted as saying that it actually was "musical in nature" and "finished" and mumbling "good".. so that's a wierd twist, a musical white stripes album. yay, now i can really spend all my money on music. cheers folks, pizza calls.
park ranger