Hi 2010,
I'm Matt. Hopefully we can be better friends than I was with 2009.
Nice to meet you.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Circumstance, happenstance, and all sorts of other stances
The ability to accept chaos as a natural part of life is something I still need to come to terms with.
"Anything is indeed possible. A world containing phenomena as astounding as tornadoes should never be underestimated for its ability to startle one's expectations."
All throughout Tony Vigorito's "Nine Kinds of Naked,"(above quote) the idea that chaos and the ability to accept it as a facet of life comes into play in almost every character interaction. The idea that life's events are uncontrollable and something to build from is an idea that I would like to be able to accept. From chaos comes structure, and structure returns to chaos, sooner or later. Adapting to such is an admirable trait, and building off of each event is even more so. Seeing wonder in disaster is what the author is describing.
Someday.
Loosely related, build(ings)
Roller coasters are pretty chaotic.
"Anything is indeed possible. A world containing phenomena as astounding as tornadoes should never be underestimated for its ability to startle one's expectations."
All throughout Tony Vigorito's "Nine Kinds of Naked,"(above quote) the idea that chaos and the ability to accept it as a facet of life comes into play in almost every character interaction. The idea that life's events are uncontrollable and something to build from is an idea that I would like to be able to accept. From chaos comes structure, and structure returns to chaos, sooner or later. Adapting to such is an admirable trait, and building off of each event is even more so. Seeing wonder in disaster is what the author is describing.
Someday.
Loosely related, build(ings)
Roller coasters are pretty chaotic.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Rantving; ranting and raving.
My chest hurts, my kidneys hurt, my head hurts, and a number of other things hurt.
That's ok though, I've got books which give me a reason to sit, a camera which gives me a reason to walk, and a fairly bitter attitude that gives me a reason to update this thing so somebody can read it every so often.
Does anybody read this?
If you do, you should look at my photos while you're at it.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/mattburda/
I've tried to stick with posting a picture of my making with each blog post, hoping that they somewhat relate. I guess that is my theme.
I have my glasses too, those are pretty important.
Yay?
That's ok though, I've got books which give me a reason to sit, a camera which gives me a reason to walk, and a fairly bitter attitude that gives me a reason to update this thing so somebody can read it every so often.
Does anybody read this?
If you do, you should look at my photos while you're at it.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/mattburda/
I've tried to stick with posting a picture of my making with each blog post, hoping that they somewhat relate. I guess that is my theme.
I have my glasses too, those are pretty important.
Yay?
Monday, December 28, 2009
Was he right?
As per a crazy old homeless man's requests; I will not be a cocksucker, but most certainly have made my way to hell. Eternal damnation, here I come.
The amount of resentment I have been receiving from customers regarding christian practice is getting to be ridiculous.
"I'm glad you have C.S. Lewis' books on christianity. Are you a Christian?"
"Nope."
The customer snatches her credit card and leaves in a hurry.
Listen; I don't care about christian literature, I like science fiction.
I'm sorry I don't know what day of the week Christmas falls on, I'm Jewish.
Self righteousness clearly knows no bounds, as the bookstore has lost two whole sales due to the fact that I am a heathen.
I'm not complaining about christianity in general, just these specific occurrences with a few raging assholes that happened to be raging christians. Imposing ideals on people and then refusing to communicate when they disagree is borderline disgusting, and it's bad for their entire argument in these specific cases.
The whole time before C.S. Lewis was brought up, I thought I was being hit on.
Oh, what a wonderful day.
The amount of resentment I have been receiving from customers regarding christian practice is getting to be ridiculous.
"I'm glad you have C.S. Lewis' books on christianity. Are you a Christian?"
"Nope."
The customer snatches her credit card and leaves in a hurry.
Listen; I don't care about christian literature, I like science fiction.
I'm sorry I don't know what day of the week Christmas falls on, I'm Jewish.
Self righteousness clearly knows no bounds, as the bookstore has lost two whole sales due to the fact that I am a heathen.
I'm not complaining about christianity in general, just these specific occurrences with a few raging assholes that happened to be raging christians. Imposing ideals on people and then refusing to communicate when they disagree is borderline disgusting, and it's bad for their entire argument in these specific cases.
The whole time before C.S. Lewis was brought up, I thought I was being hit on.
Oh, what a wonderful day.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Christmas shopping, read "destruction of humanity."
"My hands are covered in shit, his pants are covered in shit, the car is covered in shit."
"I don't fucking care."
This was a conversation between a husband and wife customer duo, regarding their toddler, who was presently ripping books off of shelves and falling over and hitting his head without his parents noticing.
It seems that buying presents for one's children has suddenly taken precedence over the actual raising and care of the child. Nothing is more important than children having lots of things to play with, right? Clearly not their well being.
The way the parents of this child showed their parenting ability, it seemed like they had a kid simply to buy it things. The process of buying things also entails setting a good example by being incredibly rude to any menial worker, my book-shelving self included.
"I don't fucking care."
This was a conversation between a husband and wife customer duo, regarding their toddler, who was presently ripping books off of shelves and falling over and hitting his head without his parents noticing.
It seems that buying presents for one's children has suddenly taken precedence over the actual raising and care of the child. Nothing is more important than children having lots of things to play with, right? Clearly not their well being.
The way the parents of this child showed their parenting ability, it seemed like they had a kid simply to buy it things. The process of buying things also entails setting a good example by being incredibly rude to any menial worker, my book-shelving self included.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Life in a bookstore
It's hard not to laugh when a 50 something year old homeless man that looks like Santa Claus tells you to respect him because he's old enough to be your father while waving a fat and sweaty finger in your face, then calls you a cocksucker.
In front of customers nonetheless, after very politely telling me to go to hell.
It's pretty funny when a drunken man who likens himself to British Monarchy absolutely "knows that there are spies browsing the espionage section," and reminds me not to tell the CIA that he was in my bookstore.
Oh, downtown Sunnyvale.
It all goes down right here.
In front of customers nonetheless, after very politely telling me to go to hell.
It's pretty funny when a drunken man who likens himself to British Monarchy absolutely "knows that there are spies browsing the espionage section," and reminds me not to tell the CIA that he was in my bookstore.
Oh, downtown Sunnyvale.
It all goes down right here.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
I'm not really sure.
“I can see that you’re concentrating on the two, quarter shaped holes around eight centimeters in front of your face. If you look 34 inches behind them, you will see the letters
‘S-M-I-T-H-&-W-E-S-S-E-N.’
These letters, in this very situation, should be read as 'I am your god, and you have arrived at your judgment.' If all of this was made for you, and me, then it is ours to take.”
‘S-M-I-T-H-&-W-E-S-S-E-N.’
These letters, in this very situation, should be read as 'I am your god, and you have arrived at your judgment.' If all of this was made for you, and me, then it is ours to take.”
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