After the 2014 Grammy Awards broadcast, I swore off all awards shows. As I stated in a blog post, I wasn't that interested in any awards shows to begin with, and, after Nine Inch Nails got cut off, was against seeing any of them. I have gone on to state on various social media platforms that I don't give a flying fuck about award shows, and would rather spend my Sunday nights listening to Orange Lounge Radio. I am so opposed to watching award shows that I can't realistically think of anything that might motivate me to watch an award show.
I've been thinking recently about getting into skiing. I live within an hours drive of several world class skiing resorts, I have an all wheel drive vehicle which can help me get up the canyon on treacherous days, and I have basically nothing to do on the weekend except watch TV and playing video games, which is another form of watching TV. Sure skiing lessons will be tough, and the initial expense of buying the equipment necessary to engage in this sport is high, but it will all be worth it when I'm cruising down the mountain in complete tranquility with my surroundings. I can't think of a good reason why I shouldn't do this.
Actually, on second thought, maybe not. If I'm going to pass out at a ski resort, I'd rather do it in a comfortable chair with a glass of scotch in my hand. Actually, on third thought, Heineken.
Earlier this month, the new parent company of Tumblr, something called Yahoo!, changed it's logo to something with a little less flair. This logo utilizes a font called "Optima", which is not usually available in Microsoft Word. However, after a little bit of digging, I found a place where I could download Optima for free. After downloading Optima, I can now mock Yahoo! for it's logo change by offering what other company's logos would look like if they utilized Optima with no flair.
There are
ads out there. It feels as if they are
always there. Always are, always were,
always. It's gotten to the point where I
feel as if I have seen them all. i know
I haven't, but the ads are so similar that if you've seen five or six of them,
you've seen them all.
I've
gotten to the point where I have started to ignore them. Sure a lot of effort is being put into them
and people's effort should be appreciated, but I don't care. The ads are as irrelevant to me. They make no impact, no impression,
nothing. They are just there.
The ads
have affect the decision I have made, in as much as I want so much to be rid of
them that I have chosen the one with the ads that have been least ubiquitous. Sure the ads for this have been increasing
lately, but I've made my decision now.
My decision can change in the future, but I have to choose something and
I have to choose now.
This
Tuesday, as I make my way through the dreary landscape that I have placed
myself in, I will choose something.
Something rather than nothing, but something which may yet have the
effect of nothing.
Heineken
2012.
By the
way, the reason that I have been posting this video, every week for the past
couple of weeks, is purely political. To
me, this is Mitt Romney. To me Mitt is
the kind of rich person who sees everyone who is not at their level as a burden
on themselves. I feel that this is a
mindset that holds not just about the poor, but all people who are not at the
social and economical level that he is that.
This is the kind of person that I do not want in charge of
anything. Not my politics, not my
financial affairs, not my public affairs, not my private affairs, nothing.
Take your normal superhero origin story. Guy gets powers, guy realizes he has powers, guy goes out to save the world. Now factor this in: the guy has a score to settle.
Everybody wonders what it is that makes them who they are. The Hawk thought that question was securely answered. However a meeting with a boy in a hospital causes him to question everything. Why he is, who he is, what he is, and even if he is.
Eleven years after the events of Consequences Of Mayorust, The Hawk finds himself dealing with many of the same issues that many of us deal with: A less than satisfying job, co-workers of variant annoyance, and a romantic life is unhealthy at best. Thrust into all this is Madison Medina, a well meaning woman who's adversarial relationship with The Hawk morphs into a kind of friendship. Madison, in addition to learning more about herself and her abilities, help to reveal deeper problems inside the organization both she and The Hawk work for.
In every workplace there is a person. A person who doesn't talk to anyone, has walled themselves socially, and seems openly hostile to everyone. Every workplace has this person, even if you don't know of such a person, they're there. The Black Robin Christmas Carol is the story of one of these people. It delves into who this person is, why this person is, and how this person can change for the better.
There is a story. A story of pain, a story of loss, a story of unspeakable horrors, a story that has not been given it's proper attention. Some are ignoring this story. Some are unaware of this story. Some know of this story but are complicit in it's darkness. This is a story that must be told. Told so that the good can stop it and the bad can feel shame for it.
When I thought up thig blog, the name I first thought up was "Random Bullshit". Quickly I recognized that this name would put some people off. Then I thought of the name "Random Bull****". That seemed to be to much clutter. Then I was inspired with the name that dons this blog today.
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