back in the saddle again

thats what i said. but, this time, no capitol letters. i get pissed always having to backspace to use them so why fret. my radio show went well, its over now and i am in post collegent depression. just for a few simple reasons. not doing anything is not one of them because i really havent done much since the classes of '05 adjourned until our one year. 1) i miss hanging out with the love of my life. since she is a year younger i am left to do anything but p funk it, but i dont want to. i want those lazy hazy kiss cover days back with a vengence. 2) sometime soon i will have to get a real job or back to grad school. yet, i dont know what to do for that. i would like to go to law school, but sometimes i feel like i am basically illiterate. that was an obvious personnel knock to my self esteem. level are looking low these days. could be because of possible yeast infection, no boys not one of those ones. instead one that effects the shitter and makes you feel like a lump of coal on xmass morning (whatever that means). it is an allergic reaction to yeast in breads and other such grains. makes it difficult for a vegetarian pussy like myself to get any neutrients, not that they are neutral or anything. so i shall take the lsats. i dont want to be no good for nothing two bit white ass lawyer like me grandpoppy, however. i want to save the world like Gandhi did. that would be the way to go. none of this self serving proselytizing agenda that the Barnes firm has going for it.
3) lacrosse is not one of them. but, i would love to start riding a road bike. pushing myself in the athletic arena with no one pushing it for me. i want to both be smart, well confident is a better word here, and athletically challenged. instead of asslete i am currently. thats all for now.

the path to enlightenment, not so fast

By looking at the conspicuous consumptive purveyors of this wasteful society and the focus on newness and freshness there is only one result. The all encompassing “we” will become even more insane fastidious cogs in the waste mongering machine of capitalism.

I happened upon a discarded cup of ownerless Fruitloops. Wondering what would happen if no one ate them; a picture of a landfill filled my cranium. They would not be wasted. After turning my back and almost leaving the pesticide, preservative ridden children’s breakfast cereal behind, I raced back to save Toucan Sam’s booty. Maybe I missed the point of the PhD, and his pontification of the importance of greens, but I needed to start somewhere. I saved those poor anti-health food treats from the endless amount of food that is wasted every day and utilized their poor nutritional value to fill my growling tummy.

Check out my radio show

yea definitly do that. It is so dope. you will be blown away with the eclectic mix of great music. www.weos.org on thrusday nights at nine to 10-30. if you are nice you can request a song and ill play it. peace

I was wondering if I had anything good to say.

That's what is on my mind. We live in a shared environment, but the ipod is taking every bit of that away. Today I realized in the faux-physical activity of stationary bike riding that the shared environment everywhere is disappearing. It has been for years by the privatization of public spaces, but now they have taken our ears as well. Yes I am a hypocrite, I was one of those individual self contained body builders, but I am a peasent to trendy technology.