
I was awaked out of sleep last night around 3 or 4 AM by the loudest and most populous pack of coyotes that I have ever heard in my life. It honestly sounded like there were 20 odd coyotes yelping and barking from all directions outside my window. We have heard them at night periodically over the course of the summer. I attributed it to the drought that brought them further out of the hills looking for water.
There was an occasion a few weeks ago that a really big one was spotted at dusk heading across our neighbor’s field towards the pond in the hollow. One of our neighbors subsequently took off after that one on his golf cart with a rifle. The coyote lost him by entering the woods.
Last night really took the cake though for sheer volume and numbers. I initially thought it might have had something to do with the eclipse but now am not sure. The coyote riot was at least an hour before the eclipse even took place.
First, let's listen to the voices of idiocy:
http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/ver/237/popup/index.php?cl=3802914
Why does the NAACP bother defending this moron? What do they gain? All I see is them further tarnishing their image in the media by jumping on the Vick defense train... and Stephon Marbury...here's a real rocket scientist. Marbury says he doesn't see what the big deal is in breeding, betting on, hanging and drowning fight dogs. He compares it to deer hunting!!??? I've yet to meet a deer hunter who wasn't looking to master the quickest and cleanest kill possible. Vick and his buddies were looking for the bloodiest battle possible which subsequently would result in the slowest death possible for the dog. If the dog was no good well then they just tie rocks to it and throw it in the lake. I might even be able to throw a little bit of forgiveness towards this idiot if he had been eating the dogs after he killed them. His deeds are senseless killing and torture for the sheer blood fun of it.
Now, let's listen to the voice of reason: Vick's own grandfather!!!:
http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/ver/237/popup/index.php?cl=3802765
Vick and the NAACP would have and could do themselves some great favors by opening up their ears and listening to intelligent and rational men like that.
We took a drive up to Cleveland this weekend to hang out with some old friends. I was struck once again just how awful for both the palette and the waist eating on the road can be. About 2 hours into our return South we hit noon and with it, hungry stomachs. Somewhere south of Canton we pulled off of a big exit to pick through the usual bevy of Ruby Tuesdays, Dennys, Fridays, etc etc…Even before picking a place, my stomach starts to feel like crap.
When you eat at these places you really aren’t eating at that respective restaurant per say. You are really having Sysco’s. Sysco is a massive food and restaurant supply distribution company from where many of these style restaurants get their food. That is why they all taste the same.
From as early as my childhood traveling with my parents when it was Friendly’s and Denny’s to when I was a musician eating on the road for days at a time to now when I travel with my family, I have had my fill of the crappy Americana road restaurant chain food and it sucks.
I always look for something a bit more local that is not a chain in the hopes of not getting the standard lunch by Sysco Wholesale distributors. This time we found a Mexican place. It was a stereotypical crappy, out-of-a-can, “this is not really Mexican food but we think you Americans will like it cause you have never had real Mexican food” kinda place. It sucked but it was at least a different suck than the Ruby Tuesdays kinda suck.
Odds are, their slop still came out of a Sysco truck but I made it through the meal and subsequent trip home with a lesser sick feeling in my stomach and the hopes that my dish from the big-ass can of refried beans was a hair better than had it been that from the big-ass can of cole slaw.
I've reached an odd point with this blog. It really bores me. I guess that means that I am boring myself at the moment since the blog is more or less a reflection of myself and my thoughts and feelings on all kinds of trivial matters. That might be what is at the heart of my blog boredom.
Perhaps I need to be more controversial, perhaps blog more about politics, or maybe I should turn this into a work related blog where I blog specifically about my domain of specialization at work. I don't know. I really like leaving work when I leave work. I don't really want to leave work to come home and then work some more. Besides, I live out in the country and have no high-speed internet access so when I leave work, that's it. Any access from home comes with the pain and agony of that dial-up sound and page loads that would turn dog crap white. Kind of ironic eh? I do so much work in bandwidth heavy virtual worlds then come home to dial-up. I suppose it keeps me from this "virtual world addiction" that everyone is always asking me about. I could just kick myself for not saving the link to the article I read that noted a concern in the 19th century for people becoming addicted to books. I always am referring to it as "I read this article..." I hate that. So there I am writing about virtual worlds when I said that I probably wouldn't do that. Well, if I do, I think I will change the name of this blog although I am not sure what I would change it to.
I've been controversial at times in this blog. The stuff I write on mixed-race relationships could be seen as controversial although I hardly see it that way because I am in one. I've written about fat people at my gym. I guess that could be seen as non-politically correct. I wrote about hillbillies at restaurants who don't like mixed-race couples. I removed that one though ;). I've written about why Haitians and Dominicans don't always get along. That might be controversial since I am neither. Still, my wife is Haitian so I am at least informed when I write about that.
I've criticized people from my job. That was kind of controversial although it was the football coach and it just seems like that is allowable criticism. Coaches of Division I football teams must pretty much accept that they will be criticized no matter what. Everyone is a backseat driver in this world except a small percentage of doers. Everyone is an armchair quarterback.
I don't really like football on TV. I don't like sports unless I am actively playing to be honest with you. I hate talking about things that I can't do. I can't take down a 300 lb professional football player, why do I want to talk about it? I can sit and design an interface or a learning environment. I like talking about that. I like talking about music cause I can play it. BTW I am playing music a lot more these days. It's fun and with that, I’m done.