I am a repairman's wrench...
Just a lil reminder to self...
After listening to the news lately, I've been thinking about how much I appreciate living here. In Israel, there was another suicide bombing and then a retaliation for the bombing by a missile attack on Palestine...which resulted in like 20 something casualties. Good gosh, I dont' think I could survive in such a place where the saying, "You never know what tomorrow will bring," is more prominent, because you never know when some suicidal maniac strapped to a bunch of explosives is gonna run into your bus. Living in in parts of the world where fear and chaos run rampant isn't the type of life I wanna live, I just don't think I could handle it. Which leads me to understand why so many people want to come to the US. Of course it's all a matter of perspective, to some of us the US sucks, the gov't sucks, and probably a hundred other things. To other poeple, America is their way out, their haven, their sanctuary. In some places people come from, the people's voice doesn't even exist, if you had anything to say against the ruling party, you could be executed, you could be captured simply because of certain beliefs you may carry. There is no recession in some places, the job market is just non-existent. And violence? Just pick up the paper, I'm sure there's a story or 12 in there. I guess I lose sight of all that sometimes when I complain about life...things could always be worse...and trust me, I am grateful for what I have.
You say toe-may-toe, I say toe-mah-toe...How is it that one word can be pronounced 2 different ways and both ways be accepted? Take for example, the word Caribbean. It can be pronounced, Care-rib-bee[accented syllable]-en, or Car-rib[accented syllable]-bee-en. Or route...(pronounced rowt or root). How is it that both ways are accepted and usable? Tis a strange language, English is... There is really no point to this segment, no epiphany to be made, no sudden realization, no "Eureka! I've got it!!!" feelings... I am obviously just trying to fill the void by thinking stupid thoughts...and boy, is this one of them... I need to find more interesting ways to stimulate my own mind...
On my tippy toes, twiddlin my thumbs...
I hate when I have something planned and it's not for like another week, but I simply can't wait for the event in question to come. This event in question is Vegas...my palms have been itchin for quite a while now since the last time I went. And even though I had the time of my life last time, I have to make sure to remember not to try to make it like last time, cuz then the whole thing will just be a let down. So I'm hopin for a semi-spontaneous trip, I mean, it's vegas...the options aren't all thaaaaaaat diverse. But it's all about the company too, so I can't wait...tick tock, tick tock, tick tock...
Losing battles...
Once again, I haven't been sleeping too well, and I think it's been showing. My friends told me at the game on tuesday that I totally looked like I couldn't breathe. I guess it's cuz I'm exhausted all of the time. Before I started working I had a regular workout schedule and was on my way to getting in better shape. Lately, I haven't been other than playing ball 2 or 3x a week...so naturally, I'd be a lil out of shape. But the sleep factor is playing a major role...some of my friends have been trying to encourage me to try different methods to get to sleep, but alas, I did them all to no avail...maybe after next week, when our WABL season ends, I'll start working out more often again...and get in a rhythm.
"Question not the how, but the why..."
Just a lil reminder to self...
After listening to the news lately, I've been thinking about how much I appreciate living here. In Israel, there was another suicide bombing and then a retaliation for the bombing by a missile attack on Palestine...which resulted in like 20 something casualties. Good gosh, I dont' think I could survive in such a place where the saying, "You never know what tomorrow will bring," is more prominent, because you never know when some suicidal maniac strapped to a bunch of explosives is gonna run into your bus. Living in in parts of the world where fear and chaos run rampant isn't the type of life I wanna live, I just don't think I could handle it. Which leads me to understand why so many people want to come to the US. Of course it's all a matter of perspective, to some of us the US sucks, the gov't sucks, and probably a hundred other things. To other poeple, America is their way out, their haven, their sanctuary. In some places people come from, the people's voice doesn't even exist, if you had anything to say against the ruling party, you could be executed, you could be captured simply because of certain beliefs you may carry. There is no recession in some places, the job market is just non-existent. And violence? Just pick up the paper, I'm sure there's a story or 12 in there. I guess I lose sight of all that sometimes when I complain about life...things could always be worse...and trust me, I am grateful for what I have.
You say toe-may-toe, I say toe-mah-toe...How is it that one word can be pronounced 2 different ways and both ways be accepted? Take for example, the word Caribbean. It can be pronounced, Care-rib-bee[accented syllable]-en, or Car-rib[accented syllable]-bee-en. Or route...(pronounced rowt or root). How is it that both ways are accepted and usable? Tis a strange language, English is... There is really no point to this segment, no epiphany to be made, no sudden realization, no "Eureka! I've got it!!!" feelings... I am obviously just trying to fill the void by thinking stupid thoughts...and boy, is this one of them... I need to find more interesting ways to stimulate my own mind...
On my tippy toes, twiddlin my thumbs...
I hate when I have something planned and it's not for like another week, but I simply can't wait for the event in question to come. This event in question is Vegas...my palms have been itchin for quite a while now since the last time I went. And even though I had the time of my life last time, I have to make sure to remember not to try to make it like last time, cuz then the whole thing will just be a let down. So I'm hopin for a semi-spontaneous trip, I mean, it's vegas...the options aren't all thaaaaaaat diverse. But it's all about the company too, so I can't wait...tick tock, tick tock, tick tock...
Losing battles...
Once again, I haven't been sleeping too well, and I think it's been showing. My friends told me at the game on tuesday that I totally looked like I couldn't breathe. I guess it's cuz I'm exhausted all of the time. Before I started working I had a regular workout schedule and was on my way to getting in better shape. Lately, I haven't been other than playing ball 2 or 3x a week...so naturally, I'd be a lil out of shape. But the sleep factor is playing a major role...some of my friends have been trying to encourage me to try different methods to get to sleep, but alas, I did them all to no avail...maybe after next week, when our WABL season ends, I'll start working out more often again...and get in a rhythm.
"Question not the how, but the why..."
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