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Saturday, September 13, 2003

What's really important here is that Bush is NOT re-elected
Howard Dean is a great guy. I would love to see him elected president. Will it happen? His chances look better than they did even months ago. Big Gray and I admired his politics early on, but were skeptical that his supporters were numerous enough to get him into office.
My new favorite contender-not-yet-a-contender is Wesley Clark. Please go to www.draftwesleyclark.com and then check out Michael Moore's plea to General Clark on his website.
I feel a renewed sense of hope that was absent last election. Let's cross our fingers that it sticks.

Friday, September 12, 2003

I'm aware that everyone has mentioned Johnny Cash's death, but I have to also. It's truly the end of an era of hard-drinking, hard-living country singers. Everyone now is too up on god to lead even remotely interesting or scandalous lives. Pour one out for ol' Johnny tonight. I might pull out that copy of him covering "I see a darkness" and let myself cry.
Who am I kidding? When did I ever need permission (or an excuse for that matter...) to cry?
All the same, JC will be tremendously missed.

You know you're jealous
My friend Mary Leigh will be visiting this weekend. Unfortunately, I cannot be the hostess with the mostess 'cause of all the school work to be done. I think she understands, though. We will go to Mogwai on Saturday! Pernice Bros. will be here on Sunday, and if that doesn't wet your palate then check out the upcoming shows in Tallahassee: Songs: Ohia w/ Matt Suggs, Sea and Cake with Kingsbury Manx, Prefuse 73 with Beans, Richard Buckner (mmmm), Built to Spill, The Walkmen, Trans Am, Death Cab for Cutie, Swearing at Motorists, Enon with the Apes. I get to see most of these guys for free just b/c i'm a student--yep, our student club has great shows. Sure sure, most of us have seen these bands before, but it's exciting to go to shows in support a blossoming music scene. Visitors are welcome.

Thursday, September 11, 2003

Since I cannot email you
Dear D. McC.,
Thanks for the music link. You brought a little sunshine into my day.

Love,
The Agent

Wednesday, September 10, 2003

Go home and tell your parents that you love them
It's a very sad time for the Mame family: a very dear friend that has been battling cancer for the past few years is swiftly losing the fight. I've never known pain like the pain of seeing my parents in obvious helplessness. This woman has been as brave as any one person could hope to be and today my mom got the call that the end is near. My heart is breaking, for her family and my own and everyone that she has touched in her time on this earth. It really makes my simple problems fade into obscurity.

I know that most of you know nothing of the circumstances, but this is monumentally devastating to my family and our friends. Those of you that know my parents know them to be supremely caring and giving people.

I guess my point is to remember not to take anything for granted.
That is all.

Fast Food Nation
Haven't read it, nor do I have any desire too. I love fast food and I don't want to feel guilty for eating it. Sure, I prefer quality meals, but sometimes grease prevails. Today, for example, I went to McDonalds. I normally don't go there (I try to stick to the upper echelon of fast food restaurants, like Chick-fil-a), but it was closest. So, I've come to one conclusion: Dr. Pepper/Mr. Pibb is good alone, but it truly reaches a sublime state when paired with fast food. Is it the grease that enhances its flavor? Is that possible?

Tuesday, September 09, 2003

A FUCKING FIRE!
So some lady pulled up to the front of the school today before lunch to pick up her kid and the next thing we know the mini van is completely engulfed in flames. The windows of my room look out to the front of the school so you can only imagine the hysteria envoked by said flames. Then the assistant principal came in and told us that we had to evacuate the room and it was all over. I never did get all my kids back...

Later in my day some of the girls in my photo class got in a fight. Again. It was a "stop looking at me"-"I'm not looking at you" fight. Priceless. I did the best I could to squelch it, but it's hard not to laugh.

I watched Sense and Sensibility for the 1097th time. My god, is there anything Hugh Grant can't do? Oh yeah- act like he's got any balls. But I love him anyway.

I've spent the last half hour trying to decide if Vodka and Ginger Ale would taste good together but not muscling up the strength to actually try it.

To run the washing machine in this house means all the water is going to be sucked mysteriously out of the toilet. It's something we've just learned to live with.

I burned the crap out of my mouth on a piece of pizza, but it was worth it.

Never would I ever...
I went to high school with them. Be sure to check out the guest book. "What will he think of next?" Hopefully something better than this.

Same old, same old
At the beginning of each semester, I'm confident that this one will be different. Perhaps, better than the last, because maybe--just maybe--my classmates will participate in class, and take what we've learned so far and apply it to our new knowledge. Participation is still infrequent, except on the internet discussion board. Is it frightening that so many people can interact better with a machine than a human being? For the most part, my classmates are very knowledgeable about criminal justice (too bad they don't seem to have any passion about it), but severely lack a background in other disciplines. For example, my "crimes against humanity" class is multi-disciplinary, including religion and philosophy students. Four of us are from criminology. One of our readings went in detail on Nietzsche, and a considerable amount of class time was spent talking about him. Afterwards, those of us in crim. were talking. The others wanted to get together before class on a regular basis to discuss the readings, because they felt they weren't understanding the material as much as they should. My friend said, "i don't know who this 'Neech' (phonetic spelling) is. Huh? You mean to tell me you've gotten this far and have never heard of Nietzsche? The same sort of thing happened last year during a study session. My friends kept referring to the article on "Sadie." I did not want to tell them I had know idea who they were speaking of, because I still hadn't read all of the class material. I get home, look through everything and realize, "oh, it's the Marquis de Sade." Yeeeah. Ok. Wow, it's not pertinent to know this at the graduate level.
I'm looked at strangely for taking an outside class on sociological theory. They see it as more work; i say it's important background information if I'm planning on being a decent criminologist. I try to remain optimistic, but ladies and gentlemen these are your future law enforcers. I don't expect them to be well read in philosophy and what not, but is it not unreasonable to want a little more of an effort on their part to learn and possibly question human behavior, our laws, the meaning of human rights...?

Monday, September 08, 2003

New Shift
I now dj from 10 am- noon Wednesdays. Listen to me if you like.

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