Today, it feels like summer.

I'm sitting on the back porch of my house. The sun is out, and inside, the house is sweltering. The cool breeze caresses my skin and sways the leaves on the tree that towers above me.

I just rode my bike home from school in the warm sun and it feels like summer. On my bike it was as if only the weight of my math textbook was keeping me from pedaling into the sky like the little boy in E.T.

As I watch tiny bugs scurry across the wooden stairs of the back porch I hum Alexisonfire and listen to the murmur of nature welcoming summer into my quiet neighbourhood.

Welcome back, they're saying. Welcome back. We missed you.

Victoria

Some special moments from my two-day trip to the land of the proverbial newly wed and nearly dead.

-About 30 kids sitting at a bus stop, totally bored. When I walked by, one of them put up a sign that said: "If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!" and they all looked at me. I figured, what the hell? Clapped my hands. They all applauded and cheered. What a happy bunch. They must've been art students.

-Sitting in the home of my parent's friends, petting their shaggy, goofy dog until it lay down and fell asleep. All the while in my head all I could think of was Dallas Green's "Hello, I'm in Delaware".

-Meeting a stoner-type from white rock on the ferry. He was eating chocolate cake and we nodded to each other, then he walked over and said hi and we spent the rest of the trip discussing media propaganda, whether global warming was real, and how the world's resources are unfairly distributed. Interesting time.

The world's full of interesting and special moments if you can find 'em.

Thought Dumping

I read a book a long time ago called Microserfs in which the main character occasionally dumps the contents of his brain into his computer. You end up with these pages in the book that have random, seemingly unconnected words or phrases that litter the page in different fonts and sizes. I really enjoyed reading them and looking at his thoughts, so I'm going to continue doing them sometimes.

sometimes i see myself as an asshole.
i'll occasionally grab a bit of self-awareness and realize some of the things i do and say every day and just because i almost never see effects doesnt mean there arent any
it seems horrible the way that i treat others and if i was someone else watching myself (which i think about frequently) then oh god would i hate myself?
perhaps i am nothing more than a hypocrite
are we not all oxymoronic in our frantic quests to institute rules that will prevent us from devolving and following our baser courses?
"if only i had more willpower" is a frequent cry of those who live in our world
more than ever before, we have more resources than willpower to control our urge for consumption
there are only two possible courses for humanity to follow in my mind, either we continue with our consumption and new forms of creation until limitless supply of anything is neccesary, thereby creating a colossal cultural change in humanity as a whole
what if you could replicate food like on star trek? poverty/starvation solved
otherwise we will develop massive willpower and transcend our weak-willed current minds
homo sapiens voluntas, as in:
the power to control ourselves
somehow i doubt it
nobody is motivated enough
i would not be suprised at the supression of a way to supply goods cheaply to all
after all, can you profit with no demand?
the human condition is so depressing
i am a nihilist today.