the wheel's still in spin
My name went to the Asteroid Belt today. What did you do? Yeah, that's what I thought.
That didn't have anything to do with anything I just thought I'd mention it.
What I'd like to do is say something about today's society. I have a problem, a qualm if you will, regarding it. Let's suppose a few things first. Now, hypothetically speaking, there might be this gorgeous, passionate woman with curly brown hair, green eyes, and a wonderfully proportioned figure that I like.... who also might have a fondness for art and fashion; I'm just throwing that out there since this is TOTALLY hypothetical. Anyway, this theoretically existent girl would probably turn out to be my favorite person to spend my time with and more than likely would make me happier than anyone else in this world.
But, lets suppose here that she wasn't allowed to be with me during certain designated hours during the day. For example, she might have a doctors appointment, or a family event, or she could work at a fast food place on the weekends when I come home to visit her which would limit me to seeing her only at night. That could easily happen. So, if that were the case, I could only see this lady, my favorite lady to see, for a few hours each night, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Wouldn't that make someone sad?
To continue, now lets suppose that this imaginary woman was also governed by the laws of a higher power that could arbitrarily set rules down for her to follow. One of these stipulations might be that she wasn't allowed to spend the night with me at my house. The deity's reasoning behind this is that they wouldn't want their beautiful little creation to engage in any sort of perverted activity with anyone.
Alright. So those are the made up circumstances and stereotypes that I'd have to put up with if all this were true. Why can't these higher powers in today's society grasp the concept that two people can sleep together platonically? Also, why would they think that the only time two people would want to have sex would be at night? Usually, that time is reserved for sleeping. Hell, maybe I like to do all my fucking at midday. Seems like a fine time to screw to me.
I think today's society is suffering from a complete breakdown in the ability to make logical sense. Whether a girl spends the night at my house has absolutely nothing to do with whether or not I'm going to have sex with her. They aren't related at all. Not in the least. No connection between the two whatsoever. Unless I fuck things in my sleep (that would actually explain what happened to my stuffed bunny Edmund now that I think about it) it really shouldn't be a concern of anybody. When I get into my bed at night I try to fall asleep. That's what that time is for.
If any of these higher powers wanted to prevent their creations from having sex with their respected girlfriend or boyfriend, they'd have to prevent them from seeing them altogether. It just doesn't make sense. It's some silly ideological thing. Being next to someone else in bed, they automatically start thinking deviant things. Why? There's no reason to. Sleeping with someone is completely benign. For that matter, having sex with someone is too. But I won't even get into that now. I'll go ahead and say that me having sex with this theoretical girl is a bad thing just for the sake of argument. Just to please the gods I'll accept that. But having a girl spend the night with you isn't related to that at all. You could have sex with your partner at night, sure, but you could any other time too and preventing someone from sleeping beside another person isn't going to prevent any intercourse from happening.
What is wrong with our society. I thought some sort of sexual revolution occurred. I don't think we covered that in my AP American History course but I'm pretty sure I read in Playboy once something about the seventies and that happening.
America is still uptight about sex. Christian conservatives will say otherwise but it's completely false. They'll mention the billboards and the TV shows that all display promiscuous acts but those don't mean a thing. That's advertisement. And the reason it's advertised like that is because people like sex. They love it in fact. They love it but they won't talk about it. It's still some secret thing. Why? There's nothing shameful or bad about it. It can actually be quite fun; undoubtedly something these people have forgotten.
Uptight middle aged adults need to wake up. Wake up and fuck a turkey or something. I think Bob Dylan said that. Well, not exactly like that. I think it was worded slightly different but that was the general idea. I'll leave you with his words.
"Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'."
--Note--
A friend of mine asked me a question the other day. It was: "can the meaning of someone's life change after they die?" I can't answer the question because I think it's way too ambiguous and vague. What the hell is "the meaning of someone's life"? I'd like to hear what others think though. About the sex thing too. Please post something.
--Note II--
I just heard a guy in my common room yell "Yeah, whose got the nastiness, yeah, John's got the nastiness." What the hell is wrong with us? I'd understand if he was drunk or something but he's not.
That didn't have anything to do with anything I just thought I'd mention it.What I'd like to do is say something about today's society. I have a problem, a qualm if you will, regarding it. Let's suppose a few things first. Now, hypothetically speaking, there might be this gorgeous, passionate woman with curly brown hair, green eyes, and a wonderfully proportioned figure that I like.... who also might have a fondness for art and fashion; I'm just throwing that out there since this is TOTALLY hypothetical. Anyway, this theoretically existent girl would probably turn out to be my favorite person to spend my time with and more than likely would make me happier than anyone else in this world.
But, lets suppose here that she wasn't allowed to be with me during certain designated hours during the day. For example, she might have a doctors appointment, or a family event, or she could work at a fast food place on the weekends when I come home to visit her which would limit me to seeing her only at night. That could easily happen. So, if that were the case, I could only see this lady, my favorite lady to see, for a few hours each night, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Wouldn't that make someone sad?
To continue, now lets suppose that this imaginary woman was also governed by the laws of a higher power that could arbitrarily set rules down for her to follow. One of these stipulations might be that she wasn't allowed to spend the night with me at my house. The deity's reasoning behind this is that they wouldn't want their beautiful little creation to engage in any sort of perverted activity with anyone.
Alright. So those are the made up circumstances and stereotypes that I'd have to put up with if all this were true. Why can't these higher powers in today's society grasp the concept that two people can sleep together platonically? Also, why would they think that the only time two people would want to have sex would be at night? Usually, that time is reserved for sleeping. Hell, maybe I like to do all my fucking at midday. Seems like a fine time to screw to me.
I think today's society is suffering from a complete breakdown in the ability to make logical sense. Whether a girl spends the night at my house has absolutely nothing to do with whether or not I'm going to have sex with her. They aren't related at all. Not in the least. No connection between the two whatsoever. Unless I fuck things in my sleep (that would actually explain what happened to my stuffed bunny Edmund now that I think about it) it really shouldn't be a concern of anybody. When I get into my bed at night I try to fall asleep. That's what that time is for.
If any of these higher powers wanted to prevent their creations from having sex with their respected girlfriend or boyfriend, they'd have to prevent them from seeing them altogether. It just doesn't make sense. It's some silly ideological thing. Being next to someone else in bed, they automatically start thinking deviant things. Why? There's no reason to. Sleeping with someone is completely benign. For that matter, having sex with someone is too. But I won't even get into that now. I'll go ahead and say that me having sex with this theoretical girl is a bad thing just for the sake of argument. Just to please the gods I'll accept that. But having a girl spend the night with you isn't related to that at all. You could have sex with your partner at night, sure, but you could any other time too and preventing someone from sleeping beside another person isn't going to prevent any intercourse from happening.
What is wrong with our society. I thought some sort of sexual revolution occurred. I don't think we covered that in my AP American History course but I'm pretty sure I read in Playboy once something about the seventies and that happening.
America is still uptight about sex. Christian conservatives will say otherwise but it's completely false. They'll mention the billboards and the TV shows that all display promiscuous acts but those don't mean a thing. That's advertisement. And the reason it's advertised like that is because people like sex. They love it in fact. They love it but they won't talk about it. It's still some secret thing. Why? There's nothing shameful or bad about it. It can actually be quite fun; undoubtedly something these people have forgotten.
Uptight middle aged adults need to wake up. Wake up and fuck a turkey or something. I think Bob Dylan said that. Well, not exactly like that. I think it was worded slightly different but that was the general idea. I'll leave you with his words.
"Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'."
--Note--
A friend of mine asked me a question the other day. It was: "can the meaning of someone's life change after they die?" I can't answer the question because I think it's way too ambiguous and vague. What the hell is "the meaning of someone's life"? I'd like to hear what others think though. About the sex thing too. Please post something.
--Note II--
I just heard a guy in my common room yell "Yeah, whose got the nastiness, yeah, John's got the nastiness." What the hell is wrong with us? I'd understand if he was drunk or something but he's not.
posted by velvetcake at 5:29 PM
8 Comments:
Reading this entry caused the lower half of my face to melt off. The drippings have collected in a big juicy stain on the front of my shirt. Thank you for this awkward and traumatic moment.
Ummm.... no problem.
when one writes something as mr./ms. anonymous wrote, it would do well for them to bother admitting who theye were.
well matt, all i have to say is that my middle-aged parents have decided that i may not sleep over at my boyfriend's house either...except he can stay at mine. And, anytime we go on trips together, we can stay in the same room & bed. However, I still can't sleep over at his house.
three questions...
1) Have you asked Mr. and Mrs. Hypothetical girl's parents if she can spend the night at your house or visa versa? You will find (as I'm sure you already have) that they are both very nice people who may even oblige your request.
2) Have you considered simply breaking the rules? What would happen if you did?
3) Can you find the centriod of a soild homogenous hemisphere of radius [a]?
Meagan-
I didn't even know you read my blog. So you're on my side right? It's all shit isn't it?
Victor-
1. Yes I have.
2. Yes. Last time, nothing.
3. If I know my math, a centroid is a 2D hyperplane in R^n. So, I'm not exactly sure what you mean by "find it". In linear algebra we're taught how do find the coordinate matrices of such subspaces and using calculus one could find the volume a 3-dimensional object cut by such a plane. But, if you're defining the radius as simply [a], you're not going to get a particularly nice answer. I think. Fuck if I know man. I think the answer is yes. You just copied that out of a book to try to sound smart didn't you. Happy with your new muti-variable calculus class then?
Tell her parents that you're going to pork their daughter for 6 hours straight no matter what time of day it is and they can't stop you unless they somehow cut off the tip of your penis with a rusty tin can and sew up her vagina with dental floss.
Love,
Chris (Master Advice Giver)
Finding the centroid of a solid homogenous hemisphere is yet another violent attempt by our limited human intellect at imposing our own warped conceptual schema on the novelty that is the real.
...that being said, no, I don't know what you're talking about.
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