Things I recommend

-Google image search (or regular search) beautiful/amazing photos.  You'll see a lot of amazing things.  I've found there are innumerable amazing photos/landscapes of Iceland.

-Go to New Zealand.  I haven't really been many places, but this place is incredible.  While you're there, spend as much time mountain climbing ('tramping') in the mountains/rain forest as possible.

-Don't spread yourself too thin.  I think it's better to do too little, than too much.  If you have free time, read a book.

-Read some Aldous Huxley - he's an incredible writer, and will provoke thoughts you'd never considered possible

-Find out what you believe.  Your principles are quite possibly the most important part of 'you' - take lots of time to read, think, and ask questions about what you believe.  I know so many people who tell me they don't think about 'that kind of stuff' - they ought to, it's all you really have.

-Don't fake anything, plain and simple.  This also means not being vague in what you say - say what you mean, and mean what you say (cliche, but think about it, and do it).

Good enough isn't good enough

     I hate when things are 'good enough'.  Most of my friends are quite aware how much I hate when things aren't just so.  Things on my bike have to be 100% perfect for me to enjoy myself when riding it.  My clothes fit 'good enough', but not the way I want them to fit, and it drives me fucking insane.  I guess my point with this little rant is do things right, or fuck off.

Next complaint about life...

     I have no money.  Now I realize that the most common answer to this is 'get a job', but I think it's a little more complicated than that (for me, at least).  I hate work, and when I say this, I mean I hate work more than any other person ever has.  I would be perfectly content never working a day in my life.  This mindset is completely foreign to my parents generation, and even many in my own.  I guess I could stand work if I felt I was doing something of worth; something that will change things.

     That reminds me that I'm trying different ways of making money at the moment.  Right now my soul is for sale on ebay - http://cgi.ebay.ca/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&ssPageName=STRK:MESELX:IT&item=220282876608 - check it out.  I think if this sale goes decently (over $50?) I might put my conscience up next, or perhaps my morals.  If I get around to it I'm going to put a few of my paintings up there too; can't hurt.  Eric suggested that he and I take up organized crime, which really isn't that bad of an idea. 

*walk into generic business*

Eric: Want to buy our insurance?

Secretary: Insurance for what?

*I hit the nearest person in the head with a crowbar*

Eric: Insurance that Pat doesn't do that to you or your family.  Little Timmy is in grade two now, isn't he?

See?  We win.  Easy as that.

There's no point to this post

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Boom

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Sweaty fools

Dance like there's nobody watching. Those are some of my dad's favorite words, and I must say I don't fall far from the tree in this respect. Over the last few weekends I've been a dancin' fool on several occasions (twice at Windom Earle shows, and at Skratch Bastid last night). There are few things in life as fun as getting together with your amigos and busting stupid moves in a big sweaty crowd. House parties are good for this, but some bars aren't bad either. Baba's is pretty loose and will let you get freaky with your shirt off, which is nice as it gets hot in there. One thing that's not too cool about these festivi are the drunken idiots that just get in the way/break things, and the people who don't like getting other peoples' sweat all over them, and getting bumped into. If you're going to get into a situation like this (especially a Windom Earle show) expect to get drenched with sweat; not only yours, but that of the people around you too. And about the bumping into people, I don't like getting smashed by moshing idiots (people only mosh because they can't dance, FYI) anymore than anyone else, but if you're in a crowd of dancing people, expect to get bumped into sometimes, and get your feet stepped on a fair bit. What I'm really saying is, if you can't stand the heat, get off the dance floor.

Ok

I need to straighten something out for some people 'out there'.  When you get an email or Facebook message saying that if 15,000,000 people join a group, or forward this gas prices will lower, or some kid will get a new kidney, or you'll get an ipod in the mail.  If you believe any of these, you deserve to get attacked by an awe-wielding kid on a bus.  I have no idea why anyone would believe any of these; why the hell would any of these things come about, especially from any of these pointless online activities?  Gas companies aren't going to lower gas prices because 13498573589475934758943498673495450376235 people joined some Facebook group; why would they?  We're all going to continue to buy gas, and it's not like they think the public enjoys 'high' gas prices; they know we are cheap.  Bill Gates will not mail you a dollar for every person you forward this email to; he doesn't care about you, and chances are, if you're on of the people that believes those emails, no one at all cares about you.

Beyond me

The creative abilities that some people have are astonishing to me.  I'd like to know what makes one person genuinely more creative than another.  This is what caused my curiosity in the subject.

In unrelated news, these images are incredible.