Let me start by saying that I enjoy your postings and I respect your ability to get your particular point of view across without attacking individuals or degrading them or appearing mean spirited etc. and so on... But anyways I'm just curious about something. I wrote an article about the Boy Scouts of America and a particular chapter's decision to kick out a retarded boy. You took the time to read it and respond and I thank you for that. Your response was a question about whether or not...

http://www.hosstyle.com/Goofy%20shit/images/godkills.jpg Please click on the link. I promise it is the funniest thing on the face of this planet. Well, honestly...one of two things have to happen. We either stop masturbating...or petition God to kill something else when we do.

Alright, so this one's more for the women, but all comments are welcome. It seems that every female that I speak to finds Carson Daly incredibly, fantastically, magnetically appealing. They like his "personality" and they like his looks. They like him! I can't even begin to start convincing myself to think that maybe this man is attractive in some way. Not only do I find him visually average, I don't even see why he has a career. If there is marketable talent somewhere in him, it is hid...

It has finally happened. Sophomore year, semester one, has finally ended. A recap: 9 AM (Monday, Wednesday) I sit motionless in a lecture hall, listening to a fascinating speech about sociology. It is when I am writing sentences like the previous one that I truly wish computers had a sarcasm button. Anyways, sociology has got to be my least favorite subject to hear about. It's not that it is difficult, it's that the whole damn thing should be renamed Stating the Obvious 101. My textbook h...

In a brief attempt to make this world better, I would like to suggest some reforms. Any and all Muslim individuals who wish to fly anywhere will have to thoroughly searched before boarding a plane. I'm sorry if this seems racist or intolerant, but let's face it, they are the ones who blow up airplanes. I mean, forget the fact that it is the small minority of crazed fundamentalists who blows up airplanes, because we cannot tell what they look like right away. Because of this small setback, ...

It is months after the election. It is over. It has passed. The horse lost. The monkey won. WHY CAN'T ANYONE LET IT END??? If I have to hear anyone else make broad blanket statements about how evil conservatives are, or about how misguided liberals are, or about how stupid conservatives are, or about how presumptious conservatives are, or about how hillbilly conservatives are, or about how elitist liberals are, I am going to scream. If you absolutely have to, please comment on the ...

I was thinking about my childhood the other day, about my past in general, and I realized that I really cannot recall anything happening to me before I was about six years old. It seems clear enough that things did happen to me, my parents have the photo albums to prove it, but in this day and age, knowing what I do about technology, and being completely ignorant of my childhood, all of those photographs might as well have been Photoshopped. Look, there's me with daddy on a go kart, a...

Due to the sad state of affairs that I witnessed today at a midwestern university's campus, I feel compelled to post a friendly reminder to everyone who may have forgotten the proper decorum for walking, despite the fact that they do it every day, unless they're monstrously fat, or lazy, or a quadraplegic, or some other business like that. 1) Neither I, nor any one else, is looking at your girlfriend. She's not that hot, and no one has any interest in checking out her ass. 2) Neither I, n...

I did something yesterday. After one and a half years of wandering aimlessly through the human wasteland that is a midwestern university's campus, I finally did something yesterday. Yesterday, I walked into a large, unstable looking building called University Hall. I stepped into the elevator looking to go to the 19th floor. I failed to notice that the elevator was on its way down. I went to the basement and remained in the elevator. The elevator returned to the first floor. The people ...

I learned something sitting in class today. Not one of those factual things that you're supposed to learn in class, but something of an epiphany that had been waiting to hit me from the time I was in elementary school. Do you remember when you were in grades 1-4, and every time you felt nature calling, you would raise your hand and politely say "Can I go to the bathroom?" And do you remember the response from the teacher coming back as "I don't know, can you?" And do you remember th...

I'm about to explode My insides keep getting towed from side to side by a truck that's about to run off the road When the blind lead the blind how can we ever survive A world where turbulence rewards the sum of turbulent times Why can't you understand that I'll believe what I believe and if you try to contradict me, I've a rabbit up my sleeve and he will take you through the looking glass, and lead you straight to Alice who's been drinking cya-kool-aid from a hemlock-coated chalice ...

My shower is rebel. A happy, healthy shower has that little stick thing that you pull on to make the water go from the faucet to the showerhead. A happy, healthy shower's little stick thing does its job, continues to do its job as you bathe, and then returns to its original resting place when you are finished. My shower no longer wants any part of this. My shower has decided that its little stick thing is no longer going to stay up simply because I wish to bathe. Fine. I can deal with i...

Doubt Get out Mediocrity spouts The failure's mouth said to keep up the pout The happy frown takes me down to the town where I fell in love with the gown and the sound Graduation robe Trailer hitch takes me there But where? I'm scared I can't breathe your air It's thickening Sand quickening Stare A wall made of eyes Ocean made of spies The sequel Where's its equal, original? Sweet like sugar Downplay aboriginal Dreamtime Scenetime Movie subliminal Market strategy Bulls...

This was written for the soldiers, and for all the people that have loved and lost. Please remember, our troops are not the war, our troops are not the Bush administration, our troops are not an ideology or a strategy or a point of view that you have to protest. Our troops are our family, and they deserve our unconditional love. I had a brother once Inseperable Two for one A package; my moon to his sun My moves to his sound My drinks were his round Any city we were in turned into ou...