So I wrote a poem about time that I haven't published because I didn't really like it and I realized that I needed to develop the whole time subject better. It seems to me that time is the only actual real thing that exists. And the curious thing about it, is that time comes more or less in equal form…
The other day I was having coffee with my parents and I don't really remember how, but suddenly the milkman was mentioned. Having thought of the idea already, I mentioned that we should "bring back the milkman;" that I could really use some "fresh milk at my door 2 to 3 times a week." I fantasize about grocery delivery on a…
Black Friday... the shopping tradition has reached the point of ridiculous and abhorrent. Upon analysis, I'm beginning to think that this day and the accompanying reduction in brain matter that results from behaving like a primitive homo erectus is the epitome of what is wrong with society today. These people pushing against a door like the jews would have done…
Occupy Wall Street... I have conflicting feelings. On the one hand, I understand the recession is making everybody desperate and the disparity between social classes keeps increasing, but on the other hand, I also reckon, it is the rich people who drive the economy for they make the businesses that make the jobs that we live on. If not, then they lend…
Money; it appears to be a rather important thing these days. Everybody wants it, or perhaps they need it. Those who have it, apparently are never satisfied and are always looking for more (there’s that word again) of it. If you read the news you realize most people are actually willing to kill for it! This “money” must be a…