Happy Earth Day, everyone:

No wonder I could never reach you on your cell...ughhh.

Alright since it occured to me that I haven't seen most of you guys in a while here it goes:

Where:Brewsters by the former Heritage mall.

When:8:30ish Pm today April 21.

Why:Last minute I need to see all of you before it is too late thing thing.

If you need to reach me for whatever reason phone my cell at 221-6414.

I don't wanna study!


erm... yeah, I think of oil spills too... and all sorts of non-good oil-water relations...

congrats on the new place and promotion Jess! I hope Cub likes it.

and, uh... yeah... have fun on the music march y'all... I guess I should be re-learning stats instead...

Paras - the oil over troubled water thing - all I can think of is how when you are boiling pasta, if you pour just a little vegetable oil in the water it is less likely to boil over. So I guess it soothes the troubled water....

But it doesn't seem like a good metaphor because it made me think of tsunamis and oil spills in the ocean.

I am off to Vancouver for the weekend - hope you all have a good one.

ps - Matt and I found a place to live! Yay!

pps - And I got offered a promotion at the tutoring place - yay! (I haven't decided if I am going to take it or not.)

And now for something completely different...

The Whyte Ave. music cruise will go ahead in spite of less-than-ideal weather forecasts. Again, here's the vitals:

When: tomorrow, around 1-1:30pm
Where: Blackbyrd Myoozik

I was wondering why I couldn't find this algorithm which constantly finds Jesus. At first, I thought this was some sort of bad omen along the lines of a black cat crossing your path, or seeing a doppelganger.

Then I wondered, what does it mean when the toilet stops working and you can't find Jesus?

There are some horrors in life that were never meant to be shared...

And, whilst I am posting random stuff.

THE ALGORITHM CONSTANTLY FINDS JESUS
THE ALGORITHM KILLED JEEVES
THE ALGORITHM IS BANNED IN CHINA
THE ALGORITHM IS FROM JERSEY



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God, you and your irrational penchant for explanations. Here you go, nosy.

Andy has posted this picture preview of our next video on the Facebook. I shall save your precious eyes by merely linking to it.

Okay, just this, and I'm done with my reaction to (i.e. bitching about) the reaction to the tragedy at Virginia Tech.

On Hating Rich Kids. . . .And More The Virginia Tech Shooter's America Problem:

There is a rising tide of resentment in our country against the so-called “rich,” and Christianity, and a Big Mac with fries. Talk-show hosts, op-ed writers, documentarians, and authors of all stripes take part in it. They speak to psychologically healthy audiences, although the bent and wicked are listening in too.

Cho Seung-Hui, it seems to this writer and radio host, was exposed to all of it. He gulped the resentment in the air, chewed it over in the dark corners of his soul, and then released it in a torrent of rage. He alone is responsible for his actions, but our society can either stir up hatred or pour oil on troubled waters. Unfortunately we’ve gotten better at the former and worse at the latter.

It’s like poisonous mercury in the ocean. For some reason, a number of fish pick it up but never purge it. The poison grows in concentration, until the life is irreparably lost.

This was a man who hated the American regime — our very way of life. And he took a Muslim name to register his discontent — Ismail, the preferred Arab spelling of “Ishmael,” Abraham’s first son, the disinherited son who took second place to the wealthy Isaac.

Do I blame Islam for Cho Seung-Hui? No.