Place Holder Rant WHat's this well it's a place holder rant. Today I bought a puntching bag, it has to be one of the singularly most amazeing days of my life thus far. I was going to tell you all the whole thing right now, but I have creative writting and it takes so much time that it has become difficult keeping up with this page which is why I closed it. Anyways I'm gonna take it, turn it into a personaly narrative polish it up so it looks good and turn it in for credit in creative writting. Killing two birds with one stone so to speak. Anyways so one day soon this will be replaced with an actual rant, I'll let you know when that happens. WRITE THINGS DOWN If you ever, ever get a good idea about something follow these easy steps, stop drop and write. Even if you have to carve it on your leg with a needle make certain you get it down. Many a good rants and wizdoms were lost because of I was stupid enough not to write things down. And don't say yeah yeah, shrug it off and move on make sure you do it.
GreenLand
You know the whole greenland not being a continet thing is really starting to annoy me. It is a continet it's just that people are to thick headed to admit it. An island is surrounded by watter, while a continet dosn't have to be. NOw that's a silly diffrence between the two because we are all surrounded by watter eventually it just depends on how much of it. THere isn't any land mass on this planet that isn't surrounded by watter. Water has only one t in it dosn't it? I think I'll rant about my poor spelling next, anyways so that can't be it. But that's what the dictionary says and the dictionary is smarter than I am and I don't know what to do now. So I guess greenland is a continet and I am right and some teachers are just stupid. But you know I'm sure if I asked a geoligist I would get a long, well thought out responce for either side of the debate. I guess the main thing when you get right down to it is to remeber it's only greenland, it dosn't really matter anyways. Conspiracy Theorys I meant to rant on this for a while now but I haven't really gotten around toi it very much because well I've been forgetting. Oh well so now I'm getting around to it, so start cheering...I don't here you, ah there you go. Anyways here is what I have to say about conspiracy theorys they are silly. Here is why okay first of all this is our governemnt we are talking about here...think about it. We can bearly do anything as it is, the only way to pull off anysort of conspiracy would have to be at least military oriented in some way. The second thing is this, pretty much the only time the govenment has to cover something up or hide something is because they are so stupid. I mean if anything bad should happen and they have to cover it up it will most likely be due to a monumental screw up and not to further some dark evil agenda. I mean look our government can't do so many things, like controll drugs or agree if the sky is blue or not, and we seem to think that this is all linked to some sort of horrible master plan to take over the world or something. Come on the reason why the government can't controol something is because it can't and not because we are trying out new drugs in the water suply. Now let me say this, yes there are black ops things that happen in america, yes there have been coverups, and yes your fphones might be tapped by the NSA, but so what. I mean it's only the government. Of course I want to be one of the guy who sits in the smokey dark room trying to decide what new horrible thing we want to do to you next...or maby they got to me already and I'm typeing this at gun point, or this is my clone sent to replace me...or hell maby I'm elvis. Anyways sleep tight, or we'll come to your house, abduct you and said the aliens did it. Well this was intersersting So I decided to share with the rest of you. evan (hi evan) was trying to explain me to someone for some reason. I dunno I wasn't there but anyways he descrided me as someone who is depressed... but ignor the fact that I'm depressed, but I know that I'm ignoring the fact that I'm depressed but that's okay because I'm ignoring the fact that I'm depressed. Neat! Well anyways on thouse same lines I was explaining to Jessica today (hi Jessica) why we chose subway as our home. Well actually I just said that we go there because not to many real people go there. Then I proceeded to explain the fact that I am not real, but I'm in denile of that fact. Therefor I only excist because I think I do and no other reason, I think therefor I am so to speak. Anyways I guess you had to be there because most of what I said was diffrent and she said some stuff and when you put them both together it was amuseing...oh well I guess you all miss out them.Drugs
Today at lunch I decided that all women are drugs...how did I come to this conclustion you ask, well they make you feel funny and do stupid things. Kinda the same way drugs do, nuff said.
More T-Shirts
Waaaaaaaaaaay up there is a section of some spiffy t-shirt ideas well here is another oneI'm the only guy that has to pay to be a slut
Random Happenings Today I took the SAT's it wasn't fun. But there was a neat little essay in it about coincidences...a topic which facinates me. Anyways it was all about how stupid we were to be suprised that we have something in common with a perfect stranger. In fact there odds are so in our favor that we do have something in common that we should thing nothing of it when we find out we share the same barber or what not. NOw here's the funny thing, I took the test in a diffrent skool from the one I went to, in fact it was like a half hour away. Anyways around the end of september an english teacher had a personal emergancy at our skool so her entire class had to come into ours. THere was roughly 8 people sitting at our table and I didn't really talk to any of them. Anyways I had just finnished that section of the test it was time for our bathroom break. And a kid walks up to me and say's hi mike...do you remeber me I came into your class that day and sat with you. And I couldn't respond, I had just fiunnished reading an essay about how such coincedces were silly and meaningless, and yet one massive conicidence walked up and said hi to me. That essay almost had me convinced but now it just adds fule to the fire. Coincidences mean something so there.Some times people are so...STUPID
Next to me in one of my classes sits this girl, she's a nice girl fairly bright very involved in the school and stuff. I like her as I like just about anyone that I come into contact with. Now she ocationally wore these big black plastic framed glasses, you know the kind "nerds" normally wear or the type people get when they have contacts and they want a pair of glasses just in case. Now these weren't pretty glasses but they didn't look horrible on her. One day while we were talking the glasses came up and I discovered that they weren't perscrition glasses. In fact her vision was 20/20 the only reason why she wore them was so that she could go for the more sophsticated look. Well I was dumbfounded, I had no idea how to respond, throughout my mind I thought of all the stories I head about kids not wanting to wear glasses, about the horrors of contact lenses because they didn't want to wear glasses, the amound of pain and discomfort people go through to wear or not wear glasses is well disturbing. And she...she just kinda dose it because she thinks it makes her look smarter. It's things like that that make me sorry that I have lived this long.Foot Massages
okay I love pulp fiction, I really do. It's socialpolitical cometrary is amazeing and very thought provokeing, and while the subject matter is very seriouse thouse red hot sparks of comedy are very wonderful indeed. Okay enough of that I am talking out of my ass. ANYWAYS, in that movie there is a lengthy conversaton between John Travolta and Samual L Jackson about foot massages. For you conveinence I included the portion of the scrip that contains the sene where they are discussing foot massages...and the what scene because it's cool. At anyrate I disagree with them on the point the foot massages mean something. I mean I have given people foot massages just because I way unenertained at the moment and thier feet were in reach of my hands. That dosn't really make them special, just because they have been singled out by my roveing hands it's just where they were at the time. And since foot massages are only three cell functions (takes only three brain cells to do effectivly) I can continue one with other conversations or stuff like that. Now to the arguement that I wouldn't give a guy a foot massage, yeah so there are a lot of things I wouldn't do to a guy that I would do to a girl that dosn't mean it means anything diffrent. I prefer girls drawing on me, I'll only tie girls shoes, or let them hold the leash that's around my neck. Just becuase I wouldn't do something to a guy dosn't mean it's all the sudden special. I mean I don't even like most guys to touch me...it's not that I'm homophobic but if I had a choise between a guy touchoing me or not being touched at all I will take the latter of the two. Of course that's just my opinion...and I thought all this up while giveing a foot massage to someone...yeah boop!South Florida
I don't hate florida, I actually like it alot...but I hate hATE HATEHATEHATE south florida. Recently I just figgured out why. Yes I'll tell you. I have south florda because it is so god damned fake. We have palm trees which aren't even a natural part of this state. Everything from the architecture to the shopping mauls to the trees and grass shouldn't be there. Hell we souldn't be here this is suppost to be one big swamp. This isn't real it's just a poor facsmile of what we think it would be if it were really suppost to excist. Mellow Today I'm feeling meloow, it's the type of golden feeling that comes along once in a blue moon that you have let that which dose not matter truely slide and nothing can bother you now. I mean it's a wonderful feeling and I feel just so grand at the moment that I could just chill. So I did...HEY who remebers Mellow Yellow? I wish I had some right now, of course the milk and cookies are nice. Oreos are good. Well yeah I dunno I sound stoned eventhough I'm not. It's funny a freind of mine says I'm naturally on what ever drug I want at the time. Which is very cool because it saves me tons of money and I don't think I suffer to many side effects. Anywho I dunno I feel good.Death
you know I could be dead right now, and this is the part where everything is flashing before your eyes. I mean think about it how do we know that we aren't there yet, and what if that's what the after life is, one big series of flashes after another after another. And you get to watch the beautiful moments over and over again... so the only way for you to see heaven is to live your life in a state of beauty. Or probley not, and I'm wrong and it's a horrible tradigy but hey it's something to think about and live by. Kinda makes you wanna go give her/him a great big hug dosen't it? Yeah to bad she's to far away :-( BUT there is tomarrow and tomarrow is a brillant thing full of potentia and such. Yeah I am the looove master, I also happen to be full of it but hey that's cool. Poetry I wonder if I said this before or not on here. That's the problem now and days I can remeber things, and the ghosts of memories but I can't seem to grasp the when's and where's of it at all. Dosn't matter if I said this before then STOP READING I mean jesus christ. Anywho you know I have never ever associated poetry with joy or positive feelings. If someone wrote a peom or even part of a peom about my I feel tremendously guilty even if its postive things about me it still makes me feel horrible that someone would do that. Here's why becuase I'm sure you're dyeing to know, poetry for the most part is something that comes from the heart and soul. It is usually forged in the fires of pain and tribulation. Something that causes you to take a big rip out of your self and splash it on a peice of paper where all the world can see that. A peice of your mind and soul removed for the express purpouse of talking about you. I mean that's just so much to be responciple for and I don't want to...I dunno I guess I don't want to let that person down in anyway. So Now Then... Ten points if you catch the movie reference Going Home I beleive this is the title of a book by Gerrison Kealer, if it isn't I'm sorry. Do a search on Lake Wobegone and you'll find it eventually. Anywho these are some of the most heart warming and endearing stories I have read in a long long time, possibly ever. these stories are set in a simple little mid western town with simple midwestern people and they handle thier not to simple problems. These are the things I read when I feel good and are probley the most wonderful slice of life stories I've read in a long time.Waiting
Yesterday someone told me life is a strange bird (hey pebio)...then after five minuts he asked me so what type of bird would your life be. I was going to give him a generic stupid answer but then I decided to try something radical and think about it. I did and then I realized that I don't really have a life. My day begins when I make contact with another person in the real world, and it ends when I say good bye them for the last time. Inbetween during my day I am alive and well I act a whole hell of alot like you all see me act on an everyday basis you can't really tell. Then there are the times where I am alone, while I'm alone I sit at the computer and I do things. I play computergames, I listened to music, I made this webpage, I write e-mails, sometimes I'll even sit and stare blankly waiting...just waiting for someone to make contact with me. Or for someone to make contact to. Everything else I do is just an excuse to spend time at the computer so I don't miss something or someone. Ironiclay enough someone that I wait for sighned on in the middle of me writting this so I stopped spoke to them and went back to this. Because other people are all I have, SO LETS TRY TO LOVE EACH OTHER UNDERSTAND. Otherwise I'll have to crack some skulls.Catch 22
Okay first if you haven't read catch 22 stop reading this rant right now, shut down your computer go to the story and buy a copy then return here after you read it. Or skip this little section and go on the choise is up to you. This is one of the best books I have ever read and probley ever will read. The scope of the book is amazeing and it begs for multiple re-readings. It has provided my freinds and I hours of conversations. Anyway for me the most tragic part of the book is when Yossarien's new freinds threw out the dead guy in Yossarien's tent. They didn't know what pain, anguish, or how they just earned your eternal hate. They were just concerned with thier own comfort and couldn't see any use for what came before them. A very sad view to have on the rest of the world, be wary of adopting it. THere is more to this little section but I want to go read in my room and close out this day so I'm done for now.Better than Most Sex
Today while talking and romping around with my freinds we came to a mighty conclution, that will be revieled at the end of this little rant here. Heh you thought I was gonna divulge it all at once didn't you DIDN'T YOU!!! Oh okay. Well anyway we were sitting around and talking and I noticed that my freind Cory(hio cory) still had a red round mark on his forhead that I put there at least 15 minuts before with the cap of a pepsi bottle. I pointed it out to him and his reply was and that is why coke will always be better than pepsi. Evan (hi evan) leaned over and said no that is why pepsi will always be better than coke because coke didn't do that. Then I said yeah but to give pepsi credit for all of that (gesturing to the red mark on his forhead) is a little much. Everyone had to agree so the statement was changed to Mike (that's me!) is better than soda. Now soda is the little axis in which my universe revolves around, every great thing I do is and will be fuled by pepsi so to be made greater than pepsi is very cool. After this little though came to me I said wow soda is better than sex. Now Sara (hi sara) was about to protest but then decided not to. So I edited it to I am better than most sex and everyone was happy. Valentines Day Recently that stange and mysterious holyday has come and gone. This year was diffrent for me and it left me pensive and thoughtful which is always a good thing I suppose. Yeah well I've come to certain conclutions aobut the whole thing in general, it has taken the most bizzare aspects of Christmas on Holoween and combined them in to a super matchine that causes Hallmarks stock to go up at least a couple of points during the season. When I walked into my place of education, people were dressed up like idiots...even more so than usual. People wore pants shirts socks and underware bedecked with hearts and words that ran along the lines of I love you. This is something that I never really noticed before but I have the feeling that people actually went out and bought valentines day outfits at one point or another. This I feel is a travesty. Moveing on the gift giveing aspect of the holyday has reached the point to where I have dubed it absurd, where people walk aroung with so many things it is akin to christmas or thier birthday. To me something is much more treasured, valued, and remebered when it comes compleatly out of the blue for no ryme or reason. This is why I don't like aniversays, birthdays or valentines day when it comes to the gift giveing aspect. Because it interfears with the much more romantic and precious aspect of giveing gifts out of the blue. MOveing on, it is also the second most damageing holyday I've seen. It is absolutly devistateing to the poor people who spend everydasy sitting alone wishing for something better, or anyone really that dosn't have someone else to hug. Fortunatly I was in a good mood so I didn't bother me to much. I hate valentines day not because I am alone but for all the people that are alone and are not cool with that. Even if I had someone to jhug and snuggle with my thoughts would still be wandering to that little apartment somewhere where a girl sits all alone sniffing quietly to herself wishing some one else was there for her to love. It is with that thought that I will leave you with. Literature Recently I've been thinking about books and the way they are, that way they have been and the way they will be. While talking to a freind of my Step Dad's we came to the conclusion that something is missing from todays writtings. At the time we were discussing books that we have read or would be reading in school. He told me to read Slaughter House 5 and Crime and Punishment...I have them both in my backpack now waiting to be read. Anyway as our discussion went through the healthy evolution that all good discussions do he asked what's up with todays writters. I mean look at the great ones of our time Stephen King, John Grishem, Tom Clancy. THey write some wonderful books, books that make you laugh or cry, but are they books that you want to study? Are they books that you will sit around a table with someone and disscuss and talk about for hours. Talking about the way it was written and what certain things mean. You can actually do this with Stephen King, but not to the exstent to which you can discuss Catch 22. We have spent literaly hours disscussing Catch 22, we would highlight our copys of the books and make references to certain parts to help back up our arguments. Theres were real actual disscussions not jkust simply did you like the book and why. When you look at the writters of today you just don't see that...especialy the famouse ones. The spark that would cause someone to write a 10 page essay aobut it. However all hope isn't lost, not even by a long shot it's just that they are comeing in diffrent packages now and day. Recently I've read the books, Fight Club, Bringing Out the Dead...and some others that aren't relevent to this point. Fight Club is an excelent book and I feel that it is worthy of study, of course it will take years for people to realize this but no matter. Now Bringing Out the Dead is a diffrent story that book is written like a movie, and I've noticed that this is a new trend among books. books are starting to be written in the Holywood style and the general film style. More and more often I have been seeing reviews on the back of books saying it was written like a movie fast paced and girpping...or whatnot. This is interesting and I wonder what it will mean for the future of the literary world. In the end though it dosn't matter, styles change it just takes us awhile to apreciate the magesty and beauty of the style while it's still in style. HELLO Did you ever think about how many times you are greeted each and every day? and did you ever take it a step further by wondering how many diffrent ways there are to greet someone? Well I have and you know what? There are a heck of alot of ways to greet someone. Hi, hello, howdy, hallo, greetings, good morning, good afternoon, good evening, salutations ect ad nausium. But you know what of all the diffrent ways to say hello the one that ment the most to me was a rather simeple one. All she said was "hi" nothing more, she said it as she walked by. However it wasn't the words she used but it was the light in her eyes. The light that flared when I came near that let me know I was held dear. So you see my freind it's not the words you use but the feelings you give. When you give a greeting to them. Ere yeah...umm ignore me I'm a dork.Hmm your still reading, your ignoring what I've just said...which of course makes sence because I just told you to. But your still reading what I've said...however now that I've said it is it truely mine anymore. I mean if you can still ignor me but read what I've written then dose it mean that I wrote it. And if so is it still mine...oh god my sence of self is gone!!! NEW TOPIC QUICK
LOVE Oh relax this is just a study of the word and not me prattleing on and on and on about what it means and blah blah blah. I'll save that for latter, no instead this is sort of a refutation to the above rant in a wierd sort of way. They are very closely connected, you see we have a billion ways to say hello to someone, but how many ways are there to say I love you. How many many words are there that mean the same thing (yes I KNOW there is one word for that but I can't even get close to spelling it right) are there for love. NOt to many and they don't nearly arry the same weight. On top of that love itself has several definitions on it's own. It's interesting how where have so many extra words for saying things like hi, but so few for expressing how we truely feel about someone inside. This leaves me to beleive that it is impossible to describe, define, regulate and controll. You can't do it, if you notice there are all thouse songs, storys, plays, and peoms that involve love in them...mine included, and yet after all this time we still aren't able to define it. It just is, and it's one of the great and beautiful wonders of our world. Well I don't know aobut you guys but I'm in the mood to watch fight club now so for this update I will bid you adue. NEXT UPDATE MICHAELBENTLEY! RAVES---wait...no I don't fucking think so Something that isn't Raveing Well hello there there children come gather round and listen to my benevolent words. You know time is an interesting thing that really don't know anything about. I mean dose it even go? It's kinda funny with all our great knowlage and technology we don't even know if time goes or not. Sure there are thoerys but theorys aren't fact and are intrinsicly dangerouse things. You know everything could have happened already, everything that has happend will happend and that is happening now has really happened all at once. The very fact that one moment follows the next is something we mearly invented because we can't see it any other way. Now when I first heard this theory I instantly discarded my thoery and adopted it as fact. I mean that makes sence the future has already happened we just can't see it because our brains aren't built like that. Of course after doing some thinking I have decided that you know what in the hunter gather sence of the word is this really important? Well no, however I am not a hunter gather type person. I am someone who has to much free time on thier hands. People like me were created because we are able to produce more food than we can eat in a year with less people. THis makes people with creative inclinations to flourish and exist. Now inventors, writters, poets, crazy people who have insanely long rant pages, and other neat people to go do the stuff they were ment to do. Where we back in colonia times or durnioong some time of expansion our days would be spent farming...our creative sparks would be lost to the plow. Of course in some cases this is a wonderful thing. Of course we have progressed to a point that people don't need to work but then they aren't creative enough to entertain them selves. These people are bored constantly, and out of bordom comes...nothing. Now don't get me wrong everyone gets board but this is to disturbing extreams. I was going somewhere with this but I forgot where...hmm well I dunno you know there is a place for pulp. What I mean by pulp is like pulp fiction NOT THE MOVIE the genera. You know thouse stories that aren't very good but still have a specal place in the hearts and minds of millions. Beach reading...I dunno I'm just randomly typeing untill my ride gets here I hav eno real point and I'm not going anywhere. Just droneing on and on untill somehting happens. Bleh well there's a metaphore for life...keep doing stuff till something happens that changes it. YOu know I know these kids, they range from mind numbingly stupid to disturbingly smart, but they are fun kids. They play street hokey lacross go to parties every weekend get drunk live life and have a whole hell of alot of fun. They party and they love it, then I found out one wanted to go to buisness school and it just crused me. This kid who was just telling us about his antics at a party he was at a couple of nights before would be in 20 years wearing a suit and tie carrying a breifcase to work, hateing every minut of his life and being misrable forever more untill the day he dies. THe kid who loved to party will be gone forever, I guess that is what growing up is all about. Or is it? Some how I don't think so, should growing up involve forgetting all that's fun and enjoyable and selling your soul just to get a better life style? That can't be right, oh well maby there is still hope aby as he climbs the corperate ladder he won't forget who he was and what fun is. However I doubt it...and if he remebers what about the other masses of people that do forget. The death of something beautiful that's what growing up is, and as I look around at my parents and thier lives I see no rebirth forthcomeing. It's sad really so I guess the way to do it is not to die in the first place...well good luck to all of you my ride is here and I'm tired of typeing. Wait no that's not them...oh well I'm..yeah so anyway bye