The Lighter Side of Life

this would have to make anyone smile...

Playoffs

odd that i have two posts in one day...but i just saw these nba playoff commercials, just thought they were cool.







now this one is just amazing, not sure if its real...but still, awesome:

The Vice President of Perversion

so we already know that starting ill-conceived wars, subverting the American image into a torturing bully, blowing shotgun pellets into the faces of senior citizens, and spreading neocon hatred are all things that make dick happy...

but now, from the looks of its reflection, it seems that dick might enjoy the sight of youthful Ashley Alexandra Dupré-esque women as well.

Perspective

as my posts have become more self-centered and notably pessimistic, my readership has fallen from one to none. i guess that is to be expected when no one really relates...or actually cares much...about an existence so befuddled by confusion and incoherence.

but as another one of my late-night wine induced posts, i don't expect much attention to be drawn to this entry. just wanted to get some words down on. i've been drifting through the days in a haze as of late, feeling sorry for myself...or perhaps self-loathing would be the better adjective. struggling to find the energy to focus on the matters at hand...finding gainful employment, penning the multitude of papers and essays i must write, and newly added problem, finding a new roommate to succeed the exit of my current companion.

my academic and professional careers have taken me down paths where i have seen the utter despair of those who cannot feed themselves, afford health care, or survive without charity. yet here i am, fully satiated, healthy, and fortunate enough to be able to provide charity...but all i can do is sit here and be angry at a world that has provided me nothing be good fortune, with a few bumps here or there. control is an elusive thing...and it is evading me at the moment. but if it does come back to me or i stumble upon it, i will remember to use it to gain a little perspective...to see that there will still be a tomorrow...and perhaps be able to shed myself of this undue burden i have only placed on myself and have only myself to blame.

Seasons Unfitting

spring is finally peaking out from behind the clouds of winter...the sun has made some welcome appearances in between brief bouts of rain. but the will of my alma mater...the sungod...has been kind on the only two times of year in dc where it is nice. 'tis cherry blossom season...and the tidal basin is in full bloom.

as i took a reflective stroll beneath the bloom, with a soft drizzle of mist blowing against my face, i realized that i haven't been particularly proud of the way i've acted these past few months. i'm not sure if i will emerge from this chapter the same person i went in...but the only thing i do know is that i will come out of it....

at least i really hope so