Rememberance Day

November 11th is an important day.

We remember the Veterans, everyone who has bled, served or died for our country and freedom.

So it's a big deal.

As there are plenty of people who have gone above and beyond for our country.

Is Google Making us Stupid?

Or Wikipedia?

More importantly is effortless access to information hurting us?

Does my ability to resolve my curiosity instantly, makes me worse off?

The Internet is special, it is special because it allows for the cheap transfer of information.

There is rarely a quality control on this information, some places are better and some just terrible. So now instead of being rewarded for how well we can memorize other people's ideas, we are rewarded for being able to find new information quickly.

Original thought will still be the secret to actual rewards.

More thoughts later.

Will

Marketing on the Internet

What is marketing on the internet?

Well for $550 Laurentian University will tell you.

All you need to do is make it through 4 semesters of University and then pay your money and you can find out.

So in exchange for $500 plus 12k or so in tuition I will let you all know.

But done worry I'll use the money for the car in the post below.

So internet marketing is the post below.

I take VISA, Mastercard, and Cash.

Hand it over, you all owe me.

Or not.

Stupid Marketing on the Internet class.

Will

Wishes

I want this car. The people who are selling it are awesome. Check them out. If anyone has twenty grand laying around then you should consider giving it to me.

Second Chances

We live in a world where the first impression is king.

When a second chance it extended it is like a golden ticket.

Really there are only five.

No I'm serious, a second chance is that rare.

That's why everyone who gets one ends up succeeding.

Well not everyone.

Some people fail.

Dramatically, twice.

They suck.

Back in the B dot.

Well on September first I moved back to Barrie for School.

Like all moves it was hectic and busy but in the 96 hours since I've left I've been back to Ottawa once, bought beer twice, bought groceries once and ordered two kegs for the second half of the month.

An insightful reader will nottice that there was no mention of school in that list.

I skipped, I'm not really an attendance kind of guy, I'm more of a figure it out myself and show for the tests and to hand in assignments. I don't know why I work best that way but for the past two years thats how it's been done.

Maybe I'm just preparing myself for grad school, since most post-grad schools seem to work on a DIY system.

I hope it all works out.

I'll post later about funner things, like HW and booty.

Will

Holy fuck, an update.

The "Holy" in the subject was almost a typo, it was almost "Hold" which I almost left as the subject.

After all it would be funny, or sad, if someone stopped just to read this.

And if you did I am laughing at you.

But only because I'm a jerk.

Well not quite but sort of.

So back on topic, school starts in 11 or so days, I move back to Barrie in 10 or so days, and I'll be so busy it is going to be ridiculous.

I have to move all of my clothes, my computers, school supplies and my kegerator back into town.

I know I have a kegerator and to brag it is awesome and I am bringing it to school with me.

This year will be bad.

Like really really bad.

I wonder if I can get 18% beer in a keg...

... like I said a bad year.

On the same topic if you know anyone who has a space liver lying around I'll be needing one around Christmas.

I think I'm out of news and topics.

So till later...

Will

Writing

I was daydreaming tonight, so I wrote it down.

Now I have a story, tomorrow if it is good I may post it.

I like writing, I should do it more often.

Will

The end; a new beginning?

So like the title says can The end be a new beginning? Should it be?

Or should things just be over?

I don't really think so.

If things just end, why do em? why bother?

I don't like that outlook, I like to think that everything builds into something else.

It has better symmetry.

I should discuss religion.

Or theology, myth or belief.

My topics are allways marching down that path that leads to religion.

I should just jump in, all I need is a name that isn't as narcissistic as Willism.

Mind you there is Machiavelliism and he wasn't so bad.

Or not.

But he is my hero.

After all he said fear is better then love because love becomes envy.

And that kind of pessimism is the kind that I want covering my back.

Thats all for tonight,

Will

I'm still alive

Well that is about all I have to post, I'm still around and I'll still be posting and hopefully when school starts up again I'll be posting much more often.

Impending Doom

Every once in a while I get an odd feeling that something really bad is coming up.

I don't know what it is, I used to call it my Sixth sense, then a movie came out and ruined it for me, then I called it my spider sense, then three movies came out and ruined it, now I call it my strange feeling of impending doom.

I know its dramatic.

But what happens if a polar ice cap erupts.

Then you'll all be mad about me not being dramatic with my feeling.

So something bad is gonna happen.

I don't like it.

So everyone stay safe.

Will

Addiction

I have a problem, I am addicted to oil.

I live in the developed world.

If that was not bad enough I love speed.

I love driving fast.

Fast for me is what most sane people call stupidly fast.

My car is old. Made before we invented kilometres.

The speedometer is just numbers, no units, mph never had to be said.

0-60 was a concern for city drivers, 0-100 for highway drivers.

The speedometer ends at 120, when you hit 120 the needle keeps on going.

It stops pointing at N on the gear selector that would be where 140 would have been.

140 in modern would be written as 224km/h or 140 mph because now speedometers have one numer big and another small just in case we travel across boarders.

Now in Ontario if we go 50km over the speed limit it is called street racing or stunt driving.

The law is illegal, unfortunately the judicial system has not cast the law down.

50 km over the speed limit is 130 km/h in an 80 zone, 110 km/h in a 60 zone, and 90km/h in a 40 zone.

I've done 224 km/h or N on my speedometer.

We need roads with an unlimited speed limit.

The 400 series highways between cities should all have no speed limit.

If I am driving between Kingston and Cornwall who cares how fast I am going?

I have two lanes, right is slow and left is fast.

Let me sit in the left and go as fast as I feel is safe.

I'll move over for people on my bumper and I'll expect the same for the people whose bumper I am approaching.

I don't need a babysitter, I don't need a nanny state, I drive smart, I don't put others in danger, any risk I take is mine to take and I take it alone.

The government needs to let me have my vice.

Not having it will be my end.

Families

So in the past few days I have been surrounded by big dramatic events that I have no real connection to other then the fact that my friends are involved.

Usually when drama happens it is either happening to me or somone close to me and I am getting dragged into the mess.

This time completely unrelated things happened to two of my friends.

My first friend who lives hours and hours away sent me a message asking me to call her because it was an emergency. So I call, thinking the worst and hoping for the best. Well it was the worst and I got to find out that her recent ex had only recently beaten her up, threatened her with a knife and told her to not call the cops. So I did what anyone else would do I told here to call the cops and throw his ass into jail before one of her parents buried him. I am hoping that her parents bury him, well sort of because I would hate for them to go to jail for having what legal experts call a disproportinate response. I don't call it that, if some thugg retard decided to use my daughter as a punching bag he'd be aware while I shoveled the dirt ontop of him, but like I said I told her to call the cops, I gave her the exact advice that her parents gave. She just for some reason needed to hear it from me. I was glad to help, but I am now worried sick about her, because well who woudn't.

My other friend her grandmother died and while talking to her and making sure that she was ok all of my memoies that I had od my grandmother's death came back and hit me. We talked about a bunch of things related experiences and just talked. She said that it made her feel a lot better but I wasn't going to tell her that the similiarties of her situation fell far to close for comfort. So now I am remembering things that are best kept at a distance, but my friend feels better.

I hope I win the lottery soon, I won't presume to believe that I have earned it, but it would be nice. I hope everything ends up the best for my friends.

Will

George

Yesterday a funny man died.

I'm not laughing.

Hobbies

Like all people, or at least the ones who count I have hobbies.

However mine fall into a wide range of areas. I don't really know how the rest of the world's hobbies spread themselves out but mine are over a spread.

So my quick and dirty list.

History, economics, politics, world events and geography.

Books, mystery, fiction, fantasy and sci-fi.

RPGs, writing, storytelling.

Cars, racing, building, restoring, engines and stuff.

Camping, drinking, parties, women, fun and stuff.

Thinking.

Thats a lot of spread, a wide variety of things. This blog has been pretty much about being self aware and expressing my thoughts in their liquid form. I should start other blogs to discuss some of my other hobbies. I have one that I have had for ages that I had stopped updating that I should revisit.

If our personalities define us, and make us individuals, then what are our interests?

Filler? A way to push away boredom? The safe answer would be that they are a part of us, of our individuality. I don't like the safe answer.

Safe is not as fun.

If more people had it, it would be better.

Some things in life are universal.

Some things are not.

And some should.

Being positive is hard. We define everything by what we are not, we find flaws to fix, problems with our neighbours, our friends, acquaintances, well everything and anything.


But being positive lets us appreciate what is around up and what good is in that place. The grass is green, leaves are out, trees are tall, sky is blue, house is big, bar is stocked, car is green, but...

...see I'm finding fault, being negative acting in my nature.

Being positive is hard.

But I work at it, because it is important to see the good.

Will

So far today...

One girl said that I was a bad person.

Another said that I was too nice to her.

Another got the post below written about her.

I wonder what all that means. I probably am a bad person. I take pleasure in the suffering of people that have wronged me and I'm going to dispute the too nice part, Just because I'm only mean to people who deserve it doesn't mean I am too nice, it just means that you've done nothing to deserve being stabbed in the front. Thats a good line, I miss the friend who thought of it.

I'm out of thoughts.

Will

Fly away until Chrismas

In four days one of my friends is flying away.

Far away to far middle west of Canada.

A land of unlimited opportunity, well oil, and farmland. Unfortunately some smarty dumbass working for not faming decided that it would be nice to dump millions of tons of water down these holes to get a little bit of lighter liquid to see out.

So in a land of oil and farmers, there is no water. Guess who is fucking whom.

Now I'm mad so back onto a topic that is happier.

Friendship is how our demographic survives. We are in that age where marriage is ahead of us, and pointless sham relationships are behind us. Well thats all that they were, back when we spoke of love when me meant lust and when we spoke of forever when we meant next semester, the relationships of the past are built on lies, but the innocent ones that when told are believed to be the truth by everyone involved in the telling and the listening.

Do 18 year olds know what forever is? So 21 year olds?

But some friends really are forever, the ones who make you laugh, who stand out as individuals, and the ones who with help with the shovels after any violently dramatic event.

So my friend is moving out to Alberta and she will be gone until Christmas, which means I'll miss seeing her, finding the bottom of bottles with her, throwing rocks at kids with her except for the fact that the last time I saw her pretty face was eighteen months ago.

But for some reason I still lover her and we still talk every week or so.

I guess I should talk about her for a moment, Kate is the kind of person that you keep around because you never know what she is going to do next. She is like mixing redbull with ADD. It also helps that what she thinks is funny and what I think is funny are generally the same thing, it also helps that she's fucking clever. Her appearance doesn't hurt her either. Call me shallow, because well I am, I met Kate because she was hot, and I was looking and instead of finding something I could use and discard, she shot me down into a burning fiery crash and I found a friend.

So back to Kate, she is a zodiac sign, she likes boys, hints at liking girls, likes long walks down to the place with the thing, is a tease and loves being in the centre of attention.

This one time she even let sponge bob slam her in the butt. True story.







See, I told you.


What did you expect to see her nekid? Cuddling with a cartoon character as any man would with Jessica Rabbit?



Kate is my friend, and she is going away, for six months and her trip with be an exciting learning experience where hopefully she will have the opportunity to drop kick a cow boy, crash a rodeo, find herself and to miss everyone she is leaving in Ontario.

It is a good think that she is coming back, if I was sentimental I would buy a bottle of wine to share with her when she returned, if I was a jerk I would pick it up 5 min before seeing her and just say that I bought it in June for her, and if I was trying to be all seductive like it would be a magnum bottle. That and I don't think she would forgive me if I showed up at her door with anything less then a gallon of booze.

So Kate if you actually read this, I'll see you in December for some adventures that are a bit more risky then the exploding keg and a bit less then showing your mom dirty pics over msn.

Will

Philosophy or Information?

When I write I write about what I am feeling, not about what I think or what I do.

I wonder...

...is what I am feeling more interesting then what I think? or what I do?

Should I expand what I write to include more or should I stay focused?

I guess I should really answer my own questions for myself because I am terrible at listening to what other people want.

Will

The Search for Meaning

As we live there are two types of people, people who are content to be themselves and people who search. I have a friend who is lost on a quest searching for herself. She is kind, smart, attractive and educated.

Yet she is confused because she is trying to get to know herself. She has spent so long trying to please others that she has to relearn how to do things for herself alone because she has forgotten what she likes. She could tell me what I like, and I am certain that she would be pretty much dead on the mark, but when it comes to what she wants she is lost.

She needs direction that comes from the inside, well everyone does, but she has realized that she had given up on listening to her internal direction and now she is struggling to find it again.

Most people are sheep, many pretend to be shepherds or wolves, and only a few are able to do things for their own reasons without succumbing to the flock mentality.
It is interesting to talk to her because her thought processes reveal how someone, anyone, can go form being a drone to being an individual.

Individuals are much more interesting, then objects and while objects are nice for a while an individual comes with thoughts and opinions and suprises and...

Individuals are better. I am glad my friend is finding her own way for the right reasons.

Will

Writing Hurts

When we write we are accountable to ourselves in a way that is unique and emotionally draining.

Writing is taking a piece of yourself and throwing it out there for consumption.

Writing is the best way to avoid depression and the best way to become depressed.

I wrote about a friend, all in generics all under 100 words and I am too burnt out to type up what I wrote.

I don't even know if I will publish it. I don't know if what I think is right.

I'll wait an see if she is curious. MSN me if you think you are the subject. Until then what I wrote stays on the pad of paper.

Will

Superpower

I have this feeling that everyone has a superpower, some skill that they posses, that helps make life better for the people around them.

It is complicated though, none of us can fly, or has heat-vision or magikal pwerz. But we all have skills that allow us to influence others in ways that people can't manage on their own.

I don't know where this is going where I want to be is discussing how for some reason I will always know if someone will succeed in life. I don't know what it is, a sixth sense, voodoo, psychic powers no idea. But I can meet someone and in five minutes I will know with absolute faith where they are headed. So I guess that is my superpower, even though it doesn't work on myself, it is a useful skill to have.

Because there is nothing like being able to tell someone with absolute conviction that they will do good.

May Sweeps

The way advertising revenue is calculated for networks is by having ratings calculated during two periods in the year. Sweeps month, is what they are called. All of the good shows have the best episodes, cliffhangers are setup and resolved and audiences watch with baited breath to see the resolution to plot threads and the unveiling of mysteries.

May sweeps is the worst, the best time of year to be out of the house and all the good shows have their finales and all we are left with is reruns and reality TV to tide us over until September. Bastards. Why must the creative minds compete, I'm certain that if I was to watch an hour of TV every night I would be able to see every episode of every show that I consider worthy of dedicating my time too. But no I have to choose. I need to pay attention to all of the crap on TV to see the few glimpses of quality that I need and desire. Thats it I'm getting a TiVo or whatever those HDD TV recorders are called, no more of my time is to be dedicated to me deciphering the TV schedule, no I will watch what I want when I wantand I will ignore the rest of the pablum that is filling the airwaves.

I'm out.

Will

No Such Title

Something something Blog.

I guess I'm a blogger.

Wait say it with a drawl, as if it is being dragged out for a dramatic climax that doesn't arrive.

Wow a tangent, climaxes that don't arrive. Thats a nice mental image.

When people envision an unresolved climax they see (and by they I mean I) a woman post coitus having a smoke digging batteries out of her night stand drawer.

I hope those batteries are rechargeable otherwise her boyfriend is ruining the environment.

But thats ok I damage the environment too, just in other non sexual ways, don't question me I am offering no proof.


I am out of topic...

...wait the environment.

Why my carbon footprint is above average.

My taxes pay for a public transit system that I am unable to use.
My taxes also pay for water utilities and sewage utilities that I don't use.
My house is 3000 square feet, and I have a garage, and six more.
My house also has a storage building, a shed, a workshop, a a gardening room and a motorcycle room.
My house has a backup house 100 feet away.
I have driven to the backup house.
I have a car made in 1970, and another one just in case.
In fact there are more cars on this property then their are people.
I am thinking about buying three more cars.
I have a tractor for fun.
And for mowing 4 acres of lawn, so I can go camping without being away from home.
There are other things, but I am tried of taking about how I could be doing better to save the environment. I already feel like a hippy.

It is only nine pm and I am ready for bed.

I wonder if it is my bodies way of recovering from not sleeping over the 24, or for having to grow a new liver after this last event.

The 24 was awesome btw, so awesome I will be having camping parties all summer, because it is nearly criminal to not appreciate good weather.

I'm out, the bed beckons.

Will

Slightly drunk philosophy warning

Like the title says I'm a little buzzed and when I am in perfect state of drunkenness I find it easier to write as if it is a data dump as opposed to a rational well thought out and reviewed argument.

When I do this my spelling sucks and I have a tendency to need a serious proofreading once it is done.

Religion, relationships and trust.

I think they all boil down to the same thing. Faith.

I'm not discussing faith in a religious belief in the bible and the word of god and in the institution sense, I am discussing faith in the belief without proof sense.

Religion is based on a higher power that we have faith in.

In a relationship it is called being faithful to one another. It is very complicated and hard to describe the way faith builds relationships but as a rule a relationship is built on faith in an individual that is reciprocated.

Trust is different then a relationship. Where a relationship (or at least a healthy one) involves two people who faith in each others actions and trust in one another trust is simpler. Trust involved things happening in a manner that you would expect. I trust that a compulsive liar never has a reason to lie. I trust that my car will start. I trust that people will fit into the sterio types that I paint for them. Positive and negative.

In most cases when your faith is broken it is like an emotional trauma. When a relationship collapses there is a trauma, blame is passed around, at fist the other person is blamed. Then your replacement is blamed. Then you blame yourself and then you have to crawl and find your way out of the trauma because if you don't you will never trust again.

Yet there are times when it is pleasant to have to face a moment of broken faith. When someone turns out to be better then you expected is the best example I can think of. It can be anything, but examples elude me. Actually I just can't say it without sharing far to much personal information about people who I owe a debt of trust too.

Ah faith, if you didn't exist we would have nothing.

Thats it fro now, my buzz is wearing off and I am starting to second guess what I am writing.

Will

Number Too

That was for you Tania.


That's it your 15 min are up now get back to MAing.

The may 24 is coming up this weekend, the 15, 16, 17, 18, and 19th will be spend in a drunken haze in Celebration of Queen Victoria's birthday. So I am drinking for five days all under the guise of being patriotic, sames goes for St. Patty's day where I drink to support the Irish, I guess I need a very weak excuse to to go overboard and beat up my liver. It's all in the name of fun and I suppose that is what matters.

Will

Numer one

Well this is my second Blog account, my first is a livejournal at the similarly titled kindalas.livejournal.com unfortunately I have matured since I had started my livejournal and while many of the tings I have written are funny, introspective, or inspirational they do not reflect how I now feel and what I now believe.

So to a fresh start

Will