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"Make Me Lose Control"

So before I was watching Season Two, Episode Three of Grey's Anatomy in which there's a patient who blushes uncontrollably and is going to have a surgery done to stop blushing. Two possible complications to the surgery included Brachial Plexus injury and a Neumothorax, which just happen to be the two things that I was in the hospital with for so long, and for some reason I couldn't focus at all in class.

Something Kurt Vonnegut said

"True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country."

My first time going to a strip club, I was incredibly nervous. I had no idea what to expect. In retrospect, I should have known exactly what to expect: Boobies, and men ogling boobies. Most of the boobies weren't very good at dancing, but it was a Tuesday, so I don't blame them.
The last dancer in the set danced to an Aero-Smith song that Stephen Tyler wrote about his daughter. Upon hearing it, Michael turned to me and said (roughly), "I bet Stephen Tyler would be pissed if he saw some girl stripping to this song." I thought about it, and then I turned to my right and noticed some guy I who went to high school with us, who had graduated a few years before us.

It suddenly occurred to me that the pair of tits on stage had a father, a gaggle of former high school classmates, and an incredibly low self-esteem. When she was done on stage she gave a lap dance to that guy from high school. Afterward, she had a father, a gaggle of former high school classmates, and forty bucks in her pocket. He had roughly the same pattern of attributes, minus the forty dollars, and I have to assume plus the low self-esteem.

"Life is no way to treat an animal."

Good News for people who love Bad News

Sasha will be delighted to find a bankrupt Iceland when she comes home. I know she wants the best for Icelanders because they were so nice when she went there but as soon as she realizes that her American Dollars will be worth their weight in gold there (likely more), she'll be able to take weekend trips to her favorite island paradise.

Maybe not weekend trips, but damn cheap ones.

To Clarify

Let me tell you a little thing about Religion. I am not a huge fan of religion, and I never have been. I don't subscribe to a belief that there's some amorphous, all powerful, ultimately vengeful, ever forgiving father figure somewhere out in the ethos of the night sky with some divine plan. I don't believe that I was born on a path to success or failure, although sometimes I do wish that were the case--it'd be much less stressful. In two year when I graduate I'm going to be faced with a decision whether I want to be an Economist or a Teacher and I don't have someone to tap me on the shoulder to tell me what the right answer is, and I don't think that anyone else does either.

But that's not what irks me about religion. What really pisses me off are all the holy wars that the churches and synagogues, and mosques have gotten us into. These Crusades, and the fucking Inquisition, and now this Cluster-Fuck romp through the middle-east. None of it makes any sense.

I think people should be good, and I don't mean that in some Christian sense of morality, or any other sense of Religious morality. I think morality, a judgment of what is good and what is bad, is too important to be left to the Church, and all the other religious affiliations who've managed to get it so wrong before. The rational for being good shouldn't be the belief that someone bigger and stronger than you will punish you if you aren't. The rational for being good should be that you're a fucking human being, and so is everyone else.