Drugs

I don't see the point of them.

But the sad part is the world might be worse off without them. The Beatles wouldn't have been quite as good without them. A great number of things in the art industry wouldn't be quite as good without them. But I am quite certain I will never ever take them.

As good as the music is and the books are that were produced because of drugs...I still consider it cheating. If an author takes drugs and writes about a hallucination he saw...I think if writing were a game, that would definitely be cheating.

If you can't produce a good piece of creative writing without drugs, you should either practice or give up. Now that doesn't mean I don't listen or read things that were the product of drugs. I respect the fact that it's good but it's still, in the back of my mind, cheating.

And unfortunately, something I hate, a lot of artists who didn't do drugs or show no evidence of drug usage get written up as drug users because they created something great.

I feel like every time some great movie or book comes out SOMEONE just HAS to ask "what were they on?" ... this upsets me.

Dr. Seuss is one such case. There is 0 proof that he did drugs. He drank and he smoked. That's about it. He showed his creative style and way of thinking from his CHILDHOOD. That's just the way he was! Unless there is solid proof that he did drugs, he didn't do them and that was just how powerful and great his imagination was.

I believe in the power of creating something great with your own mind and no outside influences like that, other than things that truly inspire you. To me, it's simply more pure. It's better. And, I think it would certainly be more satisfying.

If you're sick and you medically need drugs like that to get better, fine. Whatever.

And alcohol is something different. I personally have no immediate plans to drink. The world would certainly be worse off without it. I think it's silly that it would be, but it's true. Whatever. Without alcohol there would be no Edgar Allen Poe or, while I mentioned him, Dr. Seuss. An exceptionally larger amount of people drink than do drugs. So to me it's a "if you want to do that, fine. Whatever floats your boat." sort of thing.

So yeah. That's my opinion about that. It's a very debatable topic. There are all kinds of exceptions and circumstances. But in the end, I think if you want to do that...fine. It's not my life. But if you're an artist, I think you're cheating. And in my mind you don't get punished for that. But you cheated. Feel a little guilty.

Cereal Mascots

I think the last thing I would ever want to do with my life ever would be being a cereal mascot.

They don't look like it, but I think they lead the worst lives ever.

They never, ever, ever get what they want.

Lucky Charms Leprechaun: He just wants to be left alone. But those effing kids won't stop chasing him. Really? Leave the poor thing alone to eat his cereal in peace. I don't get how he could still smile after all he's been through. And I don't think I've ever seen him peacefully eat a bite of it yet.

Trix Yogurt Rabbit: Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. This rabbit's life goal is to eat yogurt. And the kids never give it to him. Ever. I would probably kill myself if I spent years and years going after this yogurt only to be taunted by those disgusting kids. "Silly rabbit, trix are for kids!" .... uhh no it isn't. I could go get a pack of trix yogurt and feed it to a dog, no problem. Trix are not just for you filthy children. And the silly rabbit can walk and run on two feet and talk and think somewhat cleverly, he has the same mental or greater mental capacity than those stupid kids and he clearly deserves that yogurt. But it's not entirely at the fault of the kids. The trix rabbit is large enough to easily simply grab the stupid yogurt from them.

Cookie Crisp Wolf: He's one of my least favorite mascots but he still just wants to eat a stinking bowl of cereal and the kids just won't let him. I don't get this.

Why are kids happily depicted as these tormenters of cartoon creatures? You'll notice nobody ever likes the kids. They like the characters. And this is because we are attached to them. We secretly hope that one day they WILL achieve their goal. But...alas...this will likely never happen. Or at least, officially happen.

I've put a frighteningly large amount of thought into these characters over the years. There's plenty more to pick at, too. But those are the three that stick out to me. Hopefully they do get what they want. Until then, I will be eternally frustrated with those stupid commercials.

The Moon

The moon is bright tonight in case you didn't hear.

I like the moon more than the sun.

Why? The moon is more mysterious. We can spot things like faces and rabbits on it. Rumors went around that it was made of cheese. It is of the night, the most mysterious and frightening time of any day. And above all, something the sun will never have, we can look at it for extended periods of time without harming ourselves.

If Earth was in love with anything, it would be The Moon. Closest to Earth, in a never ending dance around each other.

Also, the moon can help convey so many emotions. Deep thought, fright, romance...

And to think little ant sized men have actually stood on it. Just think of someone standing on the moon, so far away. Mind boggling. This is where humans are amazing, not awful. They do impossible things. Or, impossible by our standards.

I will never stop looking at the Moon, for it will never cease to amaze me with it's mysterious beauty.

And that's about all I have to say about that.

Spring and Fall

If I were forced at gunpoint to choose my favorite season I would probably pick Spring. Or Fall. Spring and Fall are the lesser of the extremes. The inbetweens. Like Goldylocks and the Porridge, summer is too hot, winter is too cold, and spring and fall are jussstt right.

Spring is also my favorite because it's open window season.

I highly endorse the opening of windows. I think it's the best. I, for whatever reason, always think better when the window is open and I can feel the breeze. I hope when I am older and I eventually own a house, that there will be large windows so when they are open I can feel outside when I am actually inside.

Windows also "de-pressurize" your room, as I put it. You never notice it until the window is open, but when it is you feel like you can breath better and, to me, my room seems bigger when it really isn't.

And I love to watch the leaves. With Spring, the leaves are born, and with Fall the leaves change colors and die. It's mystifying to watch the process. This is another thing I learned in school and can't remember anymore. And I'm thankful for that. I like things like that to remain mysterious. The only scientific thing I have ever wanted to learn the facts about is Space. Because there's something magical about it still despite knowing the facts.

But don't get me wrong. Summer and Winter are excellent too. But by the end of those seasons, you're so tired of it and wish it would just end. More so for Winter than Summer, because School comes with the end of Summer. Which is awful.

And now I shall listen to Louis Armstrong and relax by my open window. I hope you all have an excellent Spring.

Children's Commercials

So I watched Spongebob for the first time in a very long time yesterday. Which also means I had Nickelodeon on for the first time in a long time, because Spongebob is the only thing that's worth turning that channel on for, honestly.

The episodes were hilarious, as expected. Even more hilarious than I remember, for now that I am older I catch the hidden jokes. Sneaky animators/writers.

But that's not what I want to really talk about. What I want to talk about...is the commercials.

They've changed, I think.

From what I remember of Nickelodeon commercials for toys and what not, there would usually be action type music for the action figures, kids playing, the toy would knock down a wall of cans, and it would look awesome. For girls, there would be Pink covering every inch of the commercial and a nice quiet and catchy song would play while the little girls played in, honestly, more creative and innovative ways than the boys. Sneaky.

Now what I saw yesterday...was like what I saw only times ten. It was ridiculous. Music would be blasting with some ridiculous theme song, colors would be flashing everywhere, and children would be BEAMING with these forced smiles that looked ridiculous. I mean, the forced smiles are in every kids commercial but somehow those kids took it to a whole new level of ridiculous. It's as if someone was on a platform above them holding strings attached to their cheeks, pulling them back and far as humanly possible.

And those colors and images and special effects flashing on the screen...I'm shocked that kids haven't collapsed onto the ground seizing because these commercials...I honestly thought about closing my eyes to hide my eyes from the ridiculousness and for my own safety.

If I thought this generation was frightening....then I'm petrified to see what's coming up next for the world that is the ever developing stereotypical image that is known as the teenager.

We're lucky. We grew up as technology did, and I honestly didn't have much contact with it until I was almost in middle school.

They're growing up as technology is pretty much where it's going to be for awhile. My nine year old cousin has an iPhone. This scares me.

Added note: I've said this before and I'll say it again...Nickelodeon desperately needs to revive the classics. Hey Arnold... Rocko's Modern Life...Figure it Out....Rugrats....all had huge impacts on me. Now the common cartoon world is...really non existent. Nickelodeon either airs their awful live action shows or Spongebob, Cartoon Network's cartoons are actually getting a little bit more adult, which I like but still. And Disney channel...agh. If only I could go down to their offices and just rant to them about what Walt would have made that channel....

Well. That's all I have to say about that.

Music

This is one of those few things that I think EVERYONE has an opinion about.

Usually those opinions are very strong. Very, very strong.

I find it amazing how openly people can just say they hate entire genres. I -dislike- genres. I have tried. I really have. But jazz, film scores, very little early rock and roll, and Disney music, and some very select techno is about all I'll listen to. That music is made for me.

I also find it amazing how people try to stuff the music they like down other people's throats. As if they just know it's better than anything out there and it's a travesty that no one else listens to it.

Wrong.

That's why I try to stay out of music conversations. I am fully aware my taste is...extremely unique for someone my age.

But I don't mind. I keep my music to myself. If someone wants to see my ipod I let them see it. And I love seeing their confused/strange faces as they -gasp- recognize MAYBE three artists on there.

I love faster music. It's a very rare occasion when I enjoy a song that's slow. It's usually fast paced or nothing. Probably one reason why I like jazz so much. The early swing/big band stuff is fast paced and amazing.

My favorite song, if I had to pick, would be "Sing, Sing, Sing" by Benny Goodman.

Conclusion: Music is weird. We all have different tastes. But we all need a little practice in knowing what music to share and how to go about it.

Movies

Movies. They are my life. Oxygen is to others what movies are to me. In other words, I would die without them.

I can watch most any movie over and over again. There are some people who can only watch a movie once or twice before getting sick of it. I don't get that. Oh well.

I basically have an annual schedule of movies that go with the seasons.

The summer movies are so close but so far. The James Bond movies, the Indiana Jones movies, The Goonies, Inception (recent addition), King Kong, Wall-E, Up, Napoleon Dynamite, Forrest Gump, Batman Begins, The Dark Knight, Juno. All Summer movies. Maybe because most of them, as far as I am aware, came out during the summer/spring. Or perhaps some of them just take place during nice weather at some point in the movie. I really don't know why. But there is something about knowing the weather is nice outside that makes the movie watching experience different than when watching it in the winter. It feels more right.

And movies teach things. The lessons some movies have taught me have been added to my laws of life. For example, Ratatouille. The lesson in that: "Anyone can do anything they want". In the movie's case, it's cooking. In my case, it's working where the movie got made.

There is no other art form, save some music, that can make people undergo such a wide range of emotions. It amazes myself how attached I am to some films. Why? I wonder this sometimes. In the end I usually come to this conclusion: Just because.

I don't really know why. But that's what makes them so amazing.

Movies have such a rich and attractive history. So many people have contributed to the growth of this art form in such a, in the long run, short span of time it's mind boggling. Limitless options.

It will never stop amazing me. I've seen more movies than the average person, I think, and I still feel I have barely cracked the surface. Still so much to see. And not to mention keeping up with what's coming out every week. Some people might think it's a waste of time.

I disagree.

Movies will always continue to have an emotional connection to someone, weather the movie is 100 years old or brand new. They will always continue to inspire people and they will always help people through bad times. And if that is a waste of time...I don't really care.

Side note: What's the deal with this negative aura surrounding black and white movies nowa days? There is NOTHING wrong with them.

Whenever a kid sees a black and white movie they groan, as if it will automatically be bad. This saddens me. Because in some cases it's just as good as or ten times better then the new movie they'll see that weekend.

Nostalgia

Today was a very sentimental/nostalgic day.

I watched videos of/about "Full House". I remembered the days of being in elementary school and watching Full House reruns on Nick at Night every single night at 9 and 9:30 for something like two years straight. Then in middle school, every day in the afternoon at 3 and 3:30. I never laughed much at that show, but I saw how it was funny. Lots of inner chuckles. But that show taught me family type values that will stick with me until the day I die. As corny as that show was, I took it deadly seriously. It was like family 101 every night. Nowa days it's on when I'm in school so I miss it. I'm going to start recording and watching it again when I get home. It's been a long time. I miss that time. But it's gone. I'll get over it.

But it's so strange how we can think like that. Remember a time and feel it so close in your mind until you truly FEEL like you could just blink and when you open your eyes you've traveled back in time.

I also watched videos of when Harry Potter was new.

I wish I was old enough to have really experienced that. I remember seeing the first movies in the theaters, and it dramatically effected me, but I never got it like I did until I read the books, which was too late. I remember having all the Harry Potter toys when they came out for the first one, but still. I just didn't get it the same. And now, I have read all the books. But even then I didn't finish the books until almost a year after the last book came out. But I'm grateful for being REALLY apart of the the last movies. I'll probably cry at the end of the last movie. I may not have been 100% apart of it, but it's still been with me since I was little. And it will continue to be with me until I die. I plan on reading the books in an endless cycle. I'll take breaks, but I'll always continue where I left off. I wonder how many times I will have gone through the books when I'm old. Plenty, I'm sure. But they will always feel brand new. I know it.

So yeah. Lots of childhood thinking today. I wish I could go back and tell myself to pay better attention. But at least I remember enough to feel sentimental about it. That's good enough for me.

Cleaning

I just finished cleaning my room.

I had a few thoughts about cleaning that I thought others might like to read. Maybe not. I don't know. I'll just go into it then.

First of all, cleaning is another one of those things that has a negative connotation to society when it really shouldn't.

What is so awful about cleaning?

I enjoy throwing out the trash that builds up, going through old stuff, figuring out what's garbage and what isn't. While listening to jazz, obviously. Any music will do, but Jazz is my cleaning music. Particularly a song called "Can't get Started" which is sort of an ironic cleaning song. But anyways.

I don't get what's so awful about it. I used to think it was terrible, but that was when I was little...do some people just never grow out of this mindset? Hmm.

I opened the window for the first time in months. It's wonderful. This is my favorite time of year. Open window season. The time when we open our windows because it's not too hot and not too cold. Then summer comes, the air conditioner goes on, and it stops. Sometimes I break the law and still open my window anyway. Not often, but sometimes.

I vacuumed, also. I love vacuuming. I just love the feeling of seeing the crumbs just vanish. I just like cleaning, when I get going. These cleanish ways must have rubbed off on me from watching Danny Tanner on "Full House" when I was younger.

Conclusion: Cleaning is great, when you can get started.

Sight

Yesterday I thought about this...I think it's an interesting thought.


Suppose color blind people are the ones seeing the true colors of things, and the rest of the world is color blind? But since, in this thought, the color blind people vastly outnumber the people who see the true colors of things, they are labeled as color blind.

I wonder about stuff like this all the time. Are we seeing what we think we're seeing? Sometimes I wonder if, when we look at a circle, are we really looking at a circle? If some alien came to the planet, would he see a circle too? Or a square?

This thought, thinking realistically, is completely ridiculous.

But that doesn't stop it from being interesting.

Thoughts

I'm going to do something a little different here. I'm going to leave this post writer open, and I'm literally going to just live-blog my thoughts, starting with one I thought as I walked to the computer. It might be funny, it might be boring. Who knows. Ok. Here we go.

I was walking to the computer. I saw the bathroom, which is currently getting re-done and tiled. It looks wonderful. Like a painting, I thought. Then I wondered how strange it would be if someone were to make a whole room like a painting, and just have a square hole in the wall as if it's hanging there but it isn't. It's a real picturesque room just for watching. It's an interesting idea but I wouldn't be able to deal with it. I'd find myself climbing through the frame to look at the room at new angles. Which would also make an interesting game. Blue's Clues type stuff. No ska-dooing.

There was an Earthquake. Bad news for them. Makes me thankful I'm here. They'll pull through. Humans always pull through. Look at every natural disaster that's ever occurred. We're natural dramatizers. But I think it's just that that helps us through those kinds of situations. But in the end I'd prefer it if we just didn't have to deal with disasters. Oh well. Not even Earth is perfect. Or at least perfect by our eyes.

School...school....it was stupid. The whole thing is stupid. I mean, I love the friend interaction. But everything else...no good. I was sick last friday and monday, coughing up a lung. I go back and we're doing an italian project, I'm two days behind. I stress out all week trying to get this through and then today, the date it's due, I'm not ready. Drove myself crazy thinking about what I was going to do. Mr. Groe just said get it in by Monday. I hate moments like that. And they happen often. Teachers make such a huge deal about due dates. Some of them keep the big deal thing on the day it's due, and for others it's suddenly no big deal. Insanity. And I don't even want to be involved with it. I. Want. Pixar. I don't need Italian, I don't need chemistry, I don't need history, I don't need gym, And I DEFINITELY don't need geometry. I need art. Art colleges want portfolios, not so much grades. Very frustrating. Very frustrating. But I'll make it. Eventually. Like I said, humans always pull through.

Alright. This was interesting. It feels very odd not having to comply to facebook's laws of status length. Much more free here.

Rain

Rain, rain

Go Away

Come again

Some other day.

This children's rhyme is very unfair.

What's wrong with rain? I love it.

When you think about it, it's really magical.

Water is falling from the sky. How? Angels could be crying. Or perhaps watering the clouds. Can't let them get too withered.

Science can explain rain. But that's no fun. So I won't look it up. Even though I've learned it in school at least three times. I've forgotten. I forget a lot of science. I prefer letting things be what they are. I have no need to know why or how flowers grow or smell the way they do. Takes the fun away from it. Curiosity killed the cat.

But anyways. Back to the topic. Rain.

Rain is synonymous with gray and gloom. I both like and dislike this. I like it because I just naturally like gloomy things, if it's the right kind of gloomy. I dislike it because I think rain can be rather fun.

Cat in the Hat didn't start with a sunny day, it started with a rainy one. Rain forces us to find something to do inside. It makes us use our imagination. Especially when we're younger.

And then a sunny day comes along and we say how bored we are.

Even then, when we're bored and it's raining, we can still watch a movie under blankets and it's fine. But when it's sunny, you should feel guilty for staying inside and watching a movie when you could have enjoyed the fresh air. I dislike that too.

One more thing about rain. Last summer (second post with a last summer story. Odd.) My family and I went to Philadelphia. It started raining. We had no umbrellas. So we just walked in the rain. Didn't mind it at all. It was quite invigorating. I want to do that again some time. I don't know why I liked it. I probably shouldn't have. But when you just let go and let it happen, it's wonderful. Must be how Gene Kelly's character felt in "Singin' in the Rain" which I also sang as that happened.

So yeah. My conclusion: Rain is good.

Zombie Apocalypse

Zombie apocalypse.....facebook game. Cause of the blog's creation. And an interesting thought.

I thought about the possibility of a Zombie Apocalypse this passed Summer.

I was in Costco. I was looking around at the endless mountains of food. I decided then that if one ever happened, that would be the place I would hide. I would make a fort out of the mountainous food package squares and live off the food there as long as I could.

It would also be a fine place to play, if it was safe enough. Swing sets and trampolines are usually set up on display. There's a fine supply of movies and tv's and power sources for when the electricity eventually goes out.

And now that I think about it...there's even ovens there! We could even cook the meat before it spoiled. If we made it long enough to see it spoil.

And a book isle! That would last me for quite awhile, even if I was forced to read books I wouldn't normally read.

In reality, the idea is very terrifying when you get down to it. But luckily the chances of a Zombie Apocalypse are little. But I wouldn't rule out the thought completely.

And I think, with the help of my facebook apocalypse team (you know who you are!), we could live a pretty awesome existence.

A Blog is Born.

Goodbye filthy facebook character limit! I'll be able to post paragraphs of my random thoughts here! Good news for at least a few, I hope. I'll still probably post non-stop on facebook though. Oh well. People like it. I don't mind. So yeah. Welcome.

I don't really have much else to say. I'll have something cool to say later. Maybe.

I have just noticed the clock has passed 8. This means NBC comedy Thursday has begun. And I'm missing it. I should stop typing now. Which I shall do. Now. .....

.... Now.