Bio Apocalypse

I've never enjoyed eastern art, and for the longest time I could never find a reason why. I guess I've attributed my distaste for eastern art to the uncomfortable familiarity of it all. All the women are pale with black hair and a kimono. All men have a sneer on their face; as much as when they're depicted slaying a samurai or as they're writing a haiku. Every garden has the fat buddha in a lotus position. Every landscape has the same tree, every portrait lacks perspective. Its a pattern that frankly does not maintain my interest for long.

Micro

It's funny (sad?) that we have more ways to work out than ever, and certainly more diets (some that work, some don't), but Americans still face massive obesity issues. Why it would be easy to dismiss us as lazy McDonald eating fat fucks, I have to think there is more to it. Is it the "perfect storm" of several things, or can we point to one thing?

I'll just generalize some factors and you can agree/disagree as you will.

1. High fructose corn syrup replacing sugar.
2. Portion sizes (SUPER SIZES).
3. High carb/fat snack items. (...snack in general like potato chips)
4. Time (or the lack of) - eating at [Insert Fast Food Joint] in 3 minutes, versus 30 minutes in the kitchen.
5. Lack of nutrition education.
6. Desk jockeys - lack of manual labor jobs by Americans.
7. Diets - yes, diets. Fad diets replacing just reducing calories and exercising has caused an overall increase because the fad diets are unrealistic, difficult to stick with and usually cause weight gain after the fact.

Personally, I don't think I could point to any ONE of the above. It's probably different reasons for different people, but I think we certainly aren't doing much as a country to change things. Sure, places are eliminating transfats, but that's not going to be enough.

People may laugh, but I find this to be a bigger problem in this country than terrorism could be. Rising health care costs due to the multiple problems caused by obesity are going to put a huge strain on the economy. It's also just a general health concern. I'm confused why more action isn't taken. No, I don't think there needs to be government intervention, as they "intervene" enough already, but I don't know why more insurance companies or employers don't pay for things like gym memberships and weight loss clinics.

A healthy healthcare member is going to live a lot longer and pay out a lot more premium (with less cost), so it only makes sense to subsidize a gym membership or some other program.

So, I've already said I can't pick one in my list, but I will so it will fit my topic. I'm going to say number 2. with portion sizes, but I honestly believe it's much more than that. That said, you CAN go to many restaurants and eat your daily calorie intake in just the appetizer alone...

Micro

Let me expound a little on my ideas for the music video contest. As I see it know, the lyrics will be God whispering to the first man. First giving him life ("Wakey wakey"); then coming to him as a flowering tree losing it's petals, giving him comfort in an unfamiliar world ("Watch me fall... in pretty patterns"). Perhaps this can be seen as early man's polytheistic identification of nature as God. As the video progress (fast, I might add. the song moves fast so one of my biggest worries is I won't be able to handle the fast transitions) God and man have a falling out, ("We thought you had it in you but no") and the rest of the song is spent on God having it out on the Man who has forgotten him. 

To be sure I have a lot of work to do, at this point I've barely begun storyboarding and am only attached (maybe a bit to much) to about two scenes. 

Faust ARP

I've been bouncing ideas around my head about this Radiohead music video contest all week. I've set my sights on using their song Faust ARP to animate along to, since its the shortest on their album at 2:10. I'll write what I have so far in screenplay format, like a real writer!

FAUST ARP
An animation project by Sam White

The video opens with a close up of a closed eye, submerged underwater. The track “Faust ARP” begins.

00:00-00:02

Thom’s voice begins counting and the submerged eye opens and begins to look around.

00:02-00:08

As the guitar riff begins the scene transitions to a man clawing his way out of a water filled holed in a dry riverbed. The man is gasping for air and is slowly crawling out of the hole onto the bedrock. The man starts to rise as Thom begins singing “Wakey wakey/rise and shine”

00:08-00:17

The focus switches to a landscape shot of the dry riverbed, the horizon taking up most of the shot. As the lone man walks from the left of the shot to the right, the sun and the moon rise and set on the horizon. The rocky landscape is desolate and the broad arcs of the sun and moon are humbling in comparison to the tiny man.

Anyway thats about as much as I've put on paper yet. My biggest concern is how I'm going to animate it, I don't have any experience at animating. At this point I'm thinking I will draw each frame individually in an impressionist style (to facilitate a quicker progress) and scan them into my computer and compile them together.

Pink Pearl

I found out about this contest to animate your favorite Radiohead from their new album, In Rainbows. I've spent the past day or so listening to it intently and have decided to enter it, at least the first stage (which is to storyboard your music video). I have some ideas, I'll update the blog when I have some done.

Dying of a Snake Bite in Colorado

New things

Reading "The Lucifer Effect" (Zimbardo)

Reading "Learning More About your 35mm Camera" (Clark and Woodard)

Doing another Apple drawing

The Church of Seperation of Family and Faith

I often wonder about how an alien race wold perceive us. What of our practices would they find insane? Government, economics, race relations, eating habits? Conversely, what would they find to be genius? I wonder what they would be like, would they be perfected forms of life that have existed for so long that they have had time to answer all of life's profound questions, or would they be critical and overbearing tycoons quick to befriend us and quicker to take our resources to fuel their own purposes? I often have this image in my head of a spacecraft filled with aliens huddled around a TV set they had stolen from a garbage heap furiously taking notes as tapes of old Saturday Night Live clips showed Chris Farley imitate a motivational speaker.

Seven Deadly Sins *updated*

(1) genetic modification
(2) human experimentations
(3) polluting the environment
(4) social injustice
(5) causing poverty
(6) financial gluttony
(7) taking drugs

Great, now my favorite Brad Pitt movie is out of touch.

Creative Brain Vomit

The only thing humans have to inform their ethical decision-making is the evidence they have at the moment and lessons from the past. We aren't precognitive, we can't predict the bizarre, counterintuitive possibilities that MIGHT occur in the far-flung future. We never have the benefit of hindsight before the fact. All we have is the evidence, and (when it wasn't quashed or laughed off by Administration apologists) every ounce of it pre-war said that invading Iraq was going to be a horrible, stupid idea that would've resulted in chaos and waste.

Essentially, justifying any action with "Yeah but in 40 years it might just turn out I'm right" only gives people a free license to be grossly irresponsible and afterwards free from answering to anyone because, hey, we don't know what miracles might occur from that guy's incompetence. Let's remain agnostic on the issue and let history be the decider.

Imagine a guy shooting wildly into a crowd and kills a teenager at random. They put him in jail as they rightfully should. However, a year later, some investigators find the murdered teen's private journal and discover the kid was planning on shooting up his school. Is the original shooter exonerated? Are we supposed to applaud him for his crazed, irrational misconduct?

And what if the shooter maintained from the beginning that "Hey, that kid MIGHT have been the next Hitler or something. I have absolutely no evidence but hey, who knows? Let history be the judge and quit you whining." Are we supposed to offer a mea culpa and a "You were right all along, here's a medal?"

THAT is what Bush is expecting us to do with his reasoning for the war. When the evidence fails him and the brute force of rationality is threatening to sweep his legacy away, he babbles that a flimsy branch rooted on mights and could-bes will save him from his own incompetence.

16 Military Wives

Today, in a conversation with my friends, it came up that I keep a journal that I fill with my ideas that I have during the day and write my dreams from the previous night in. For some reason they found this to be completely queer and berated me for being a strange person, but to me it seems like a perfectly logical thing to do. I can't be expected to keep a hold of every thing that pops into my head that I find entertaining, can I?

A Lot of Pressure Being Black

As a child, I was curious - not so much afraid - about the possibility that my parents weren't human. I'd lie awake in bed at night, wondering if - after they tucked my brother and me in - they would take their faces off and be robots or lizard people or aliens or something. I would sneak down and peek around the corner of the stairs sometimes to check and see that they did, in fact, still have human faces. Once back in bed I'd wonder if - being robots or some such - they might have some way of sensing my approach, giving them time to put their faces back on. I think I must've seen part of an episode of "V" or something at some point.

Baby's Got the Bends

Poachers should be baiting their traps with ADD medication, because I feel like I could jump out of skin right now. Well, thats not fair, its probably the many things that sprang out of the ether thats stringing me out right now. Not the paranoia inducing drugs. 

Graib Grapes

If you haven't tasted Caffeine-Free Diet Pepsi, but would like an idea of what it tastes like, do this - keep a straw in your pocket and wander around outside until you find a pigeon or squirrel that's been dead for, oh, say three months. Stick the straw into the dead animal and suck. Caffeine-Free Diet Pepsi tastes like that, except worse. Plus, the taste lingers in your mouth for months. And gradually gets worse until it's like your mouth was invaded by the notoriously rare and deadly Asian Shit Ant.
What gets me is that they had high-paid executives sitting around a table, drinking this dreck and all nodding approvingly, "Oh yes, this is what America wants, a 'light, crisp, refreshing' beverage that tastes like Cheney sputum."

You want to defeat terrorists? Force them to drink Caffeine-Free Diet Pepsi. I'm sure it would violate the Geneva Conventions, but they'd immediately tell you anything they knew, then hang themselves. Caffeine-Free Diet Pepsi is torture in a 12-oz can.

I'm Tired and I Want to Go to Bed

Found that piece of history at the bottom of drawer in my home in Norfolk. It's older than I am (84'), yet everything works like it hasn't been touched in years. This is probably true. I remember  it was first found in a filing cabinet my father had scrounged for my mother from his office's mothball-annex. It was probably used to take pictures of their projects back when they had more projects to work on. I've been working on a roll to see if I remember something from my photography course oh so many years ago, I'll post the results.

Show Me the Way to Go Home

Oil on Titan

I'm heading back home this weekend. Going home mostly because all my friends are going home as well. Most of my friends here in Richmond I went to high school with, so there is almost always a ride to and fro from Norfolk. In this post I'll catalog everything I need to do this weekend so I won't forget.

Study for Western Religion Exam (Zoroastrianism)

Do a drawing

Find an old SLR camera and figure out how to use it/if it works

Walk dogs

See "There Will be Blood"

Cold War Kids

Indecision is the most dreadful state of existence there is. That state of being when you feel like you've come to a crossroads that will influence the rest of your life.

Robbers

Tomorrow we're starting on the Dew Breaker, which I admit I have haven't read yet. I hope its a book that I can just read in one sitting because I'm really into this Philip K. Dick novel called The Man in the High Castle. Its an alternate history novel centering around the implications of the Axis winning in World War II. It's a great fiction.

More in my sequence of plant drawings, this is a sketch of a dried boquet of flowers I found in the common area of my dorm. Its pretty confused, I don't know what I'll do with it (if I do anything) but it looks okay.

Mexico

Pet peeve of the year: absentee ballots. I can't vote in the election because I didn't put in an absentee ballot! What an unnecessary system. I want Obama to win in Virginia partly because of me!

Enough raging against the machine, this the best thing I've seen this week. Hint, it involves Spongebob.

15 Steps

so this morning i woke up barely on time as has been happening and i have to rush and rush to make it to my first class barely on time (this is very strenuous).

my first two classes this week have been sort of a waking nightmare where all i can do is sit frozen in place and wonder where i'm going to take my life.

then i go up to the top most part of the library to sit in a corner and drink bad coffee from the dining hall.

i've been reading this book that someone left on the desk up there called "behind the Spanish trenches"

it was a book written during the Spanish civil war in an attempt to drum up more support in Britain and elsewhere for the cause of the anti-fascists.

pretty interesting read.

today i actually ate lunch on my first break though and went to my third class where i sort of did the same thing i've been doing in my first two

then i went and did the studing thing.

somebody had written some new graffiti on the desk and i think it was some dave matthews band lyric or something because it sounded kind of familiar and was cornily (man give me some leeway here) romantic.

i responded to it by telling them to go get sucked under a bus.

actually nothing awful has happened to me today i've just had this cold shitty feeling all day.

i had another one of those great dreams the other night where i am going around doing vaguely adventurous things with people i can relate to; a nice change of pace from going to math class (yes this is my most frequent dream. it is a nightmare).

The Freezing Atlantic

Today I came across a really awesome short story that I wanted to share (not written by me!). Here it is:

Crap, my hot adviser found out I like her.

Now that I've got your attention, it's time to disappoint you: No, I do not sleep with her. No, I don't even make a sly attempt. If you're still interested, read on.

Okay so at my school we have faculty advisers that are assigned to students according to their last names. The faculty advisers help students with scheduling conflicts, general questions, help with internships/employment, etc. My adviser is named Jess Depew and as you can see she's pretty hot. The picture doesn't really do her justice but they're all I've got at the moment. She's like 25 and she's only been at the school a few years. Anyway, I have been looking into getting an internship at a TV station or something over the summer, and the school helps coordinate these things with an internship database that's maintained by the advisers. You log on with your school ID and password and you can browse internships and stuff. I was having trouble logging on to mine so I went to go see Ms. Depew. That's where all the trouble started.

Firstly, I walked into office like 15 minutes early like an idiot and she's in the middle of lunch. So I awkwardly make stupid stall talk until she's finished.

"Oh, hey, what are you eating?"
"Salmon. I love it. I eat it practically everyday."
"Just salmon? That's pretty weird." Why the hell did I say this?
"Oh, well, I don't know. I try to eat healthy, natural foods...you know, like wild berries and honey and stuff."
"Yeah, I like food too." *facepalm*

Man, I was so nervous. Anyway, we finally begin squaring my stuff away. She looks up what I registered with in the beginning of the year. This is when the crap really hit the fan. This is how the conversation went:

"Okay, you're account name is [my name] and your password is ...'depewissexy'..."

Oh damn. I completely forgot that I put that as my password in the beginning of the year. What the hell was I thinking? It was probably the longest 20 seconds of my life before I finally got my balls together to stand up and leave. Just as I walk out the door she says,

"In the future, you might want to bear in mind what kind of things you want keep to yourself."

I was so freaking embarrassed I wanted to kill myself right then and there. I wanted to run the hell out of there and never, ever see her again. But something about what she just said kept me standing in her doorway. I decided to man up and apologize. I turned to her, looked her straight in the eyes, and swallowed my pride. And then, it hit me like a train full of bricks.

She was eating Salmon.

She tries to eat all healthy, natural foods, like wild berries and honey.

She told me that I might want to bear in mind what kind of things I want to keep to myself.

Ms. Depew was a bear disguised as a human.

Immediately, the bear saw that I had seen through its charade. It roared loudly and took a menacing swipe at me. I deftly avoided its claw and sprinted out of the office. The bear was soon in chase, crashing through the walls of the office as if they were made of paper. I jumped over the receptionist desk and ran out the back entrance. The bear followed, tossing the secretary aside like a rag doll. The bear began to pursue me through the street traffic. While I fought my way through the maze of vehicles, the bear simply careened its massive force through anything standing in its way. Cars veered off the road to escape the onslaught of grizzly force that was barreling down the road. The bear was gaining fast. I had no other option but to make my way into the nearest building: a preschool. I burst through the door, startling the children from their naps. Immediately, the bear slammed through the wall, crushing a child beneath his massive paws and burying several other children in sheet rock and debris. I maneuvered my way through the chaos towards the back exit. The pre-schoolers were little more than a screaming annoyance for the bear. Its massive paws cut swaths through the sea of toddlers with each swipe. I used the precious time these children had afforded for me to make my escape into the playground. I scrambled up a ladder to a fort-like structure. My goal was to walk across the monkey bars then jump to a tree which I could climb to the roof of the preschool and perhaps flag down a passing helicopter.

I began my trek across the monkey bars just as the bear charged outside, its teeth and claws still fresh with the blood of the innocent. It let out a monstrous roar and began its assault on the cheap, wooden
playset. I let go of all caution and ran to end the end of the monkey bars. I leaped for the tree branch just as the bear's enormous girth came plowing through the entire structure. I grasped the branch tightly as the bear collided with the tree, sending it into a daze. I saw this as my one opportunity not for escape, but for victory. I leapt off the tree onto the ground and grabbed a stray bar that had been shorn from the playset. The bear was slowly coming to so I had to act fast. I ran to the beast and thrust the jagged end of the pole into its jaw and through it's skull.

The bear had been defeated. I shambled home in pain but victorious.There will be more threads and more bears in the months to come.

But today, I returned home a champion.

Oh Comely

You know what's always bothered me? Cold cereal mascots. The Trix Rabbit for example... if I were him I'd be strangling some kids. I remember a commercial where the fuckin rabbit WENT INTO A STORE AND BOUGHT A BOX OF TRIX WITH HIS OWN MONEY and kids came outta NOWHERE and basically mug the poor stupid rabbit and yell "silly rabbit! Trix are for kids". Damn Rabbit just sits there and looks depressed. NO! that wouldn't fly with me. I'd have pimp-slapped EVERY ONE OF those damn kids and made them go get me the REST of a "complete breakfast" and eat Trix right in front of them and THEN beat the hell out of them some more. and wtf is with the disguises? All the dumb rabbit does is hide his ears and all of a sudden he's a kid? I dunno about you, but if I saw a 6 foot RABBIT with his ears tucked under a baseball cap, I wouldn't immediately think "Hey, there's a cool lookin human kid, let me go over and share some of my cereal with him" NO. I'd be thinking "that's a 6 foot RABBIT with his ears tucked under a baseball cap... what the FUCK was I just smoking?"

Another thing... wtf is up with cereal being "A part of this complete breakfast". Last time -I- checked, cereal WAS breakfast. They show a big bowl of frosted flakes next to a waffle, a pancake, toast, a banana, agrapefruit... who the HELL eats a breakfast that big. Not me. I don't even EAT breakfast anymore. I mean, I eat when I get up but the whole thought "BREAKFAST IS ONLY SERVED UNTIL SUCH AND SUCH TIME" bitch, you make my fucking bacon and egg sandwich when I pay you the fucking money. Don't give me that.

Back to stupid cereal mascots...Lucky Charms. FUCKING LUCKY CHARMS. Lucky can turn the MOON into a marshmallow, and he can't escape a bunch of 6 year olds?!?!? C'mon now, Lucky. I KNOW your ass has got to have a "Blow some kids up" spell SOMEWHERE or make "kid marshamllows" and EAT THEM. "They're after me Lucky Charms!" KILL THEM, BITCH! I dunno why I went off on this rant here. It's just always bothered me."

November Has Come

The group editing workshop got me slightly worried. Both the papers we reviewed seemed to have driven the point they wanted in two to three pages. My essay on the other hand is running on to 5 pages and hasn't even reached the conclusion! Hopefully the extra length will really rub the point right in the reader's face so they don't miss it.

In other news, I'm 19 today. I celebrate this by sharing with you my favorite birthday card.

Pretty Pet

So today as I was walking to the library I see a crowd of people gathered around a tree, shouting and hollering up at it. I thought someone had climbed the tree, or someone's menial cat had gotten stuck on a branch chasing a song bird. It was actually an hawk playing lunch tag with a squirrel! I was really elated to see nature in action as the hawk stalked the whimsical rodent. There was no bloodshed sadly, the hawk lost interest after a bit and flew off. In the conversations I overheard from the fellow gawkers, most seemed pretty surprised that there was a hawk in the city. In fact it seemed the consensus was that I was the only one who had seen hawks in Richmond, much less had even seen a hawk shadowing prey! Have hawks in Richmond been apart of my personal mythology until today? I swear, just last weekend,  I saw two raptors fueding over a lament rat on top of Harris Hall. I see them perched on Johnson all the time! Ah well, it was interesting to say the least.

Apples II: APPLES HARDER

Dis is a first sketch of an apple I drew. Happy? The computer camera makes the paper look whiter and the black very dull, also backwards. 

Improvements: the top part of the apple, see that line? Thats a sketch line, and that shouldn't be there. I'll use a lighter pencil for sketching the next fruit. What da fux is wrong with that shadow?? Its charcoal that I didn't spend enough time on. Lastly: find an apple with a stem so I don't have to make one up. The shadow on it is backwards!

Apples

I had a picture of a couple apples I drew earlier in the year and three I drew yesterday but I couldn't get it from the scanner to my computer, so I'll get it next time. I spent most of the day trying to write the conclusion to the first draft of my paper, but everything that comes out about the event in question doesn't quite say what I want.

Oh well heres a video of a furby experiencing a Microwave                                   

The Desert Takes Back what Belongs to It.

Some personal projects I've been working on:

Improving my drawing (I'll share some if I can find one that I like enough)

Learning the Piano (the Commons has an awesome Baby Grand Piano, its easy to go and jam out a little ditty but I don't know how to play any songs)

Learning more about mixing and mastering music with sound editing software.

Thats all I have to say for now. Oh the name of my blog comes from this video of a Nambian desert reclaiming a deserted (no pun intended) town.  

Down is the New Up

Alright, look at this. We finally have a kid with dreams and goals, and then the man has to go and stomp all over them.

Okay, maybe his goals of suicide by crashing a plane into a Hannah Montana concert are a little bit outlandish. But look at the finesse this kid has! He planned to overtake the entire plane with three things: Handcuffs, Duct Tape and a ball of Yarn. This kid must have watched all 7 seasons of McGuyver! Al Queda needs to get in touch with this kid, they're a joke compared to this kid. I can see this kid standing up in the cabin, grabbing some steward's arm and yelling "NOBODY MOVE OR ILL DUCT TAPE THIS BITCHES FACE AND WHIP SOME MOTHERFUCKER WITH THIS YARN" or kicking down the pilot's door and saying something like "I'M KNITTING YOU A SWEATER AND IF YOU WANT SLEEVES YOU BETTER GIVE ME THE FUCKING CONTROLS".

Okay maybe his plan was a little half baked.

Someday

Life on Mars confirmed! Er, sort of. Some sharp eyed individual with a light case of pareidolia spotted what looks strikingly like a mysterious and familiar Earth creature taking a stroll on Mars in this Nasa photo.

Comfort Eagle

Somewhere around last week I read the article about Barack Obama's push to cut NASA's funding of manned space flights (Link) in favor of funding for education. Now, I can justify this on the grounds that the American education system is in need of improvement and does outweigh most all other programs. But that did raise a question for me.

Why should mankind send a man to mars?

My main opinion was always that space flight is an advancement of human knowledge. But then again, the International Space Station already conducts low-gravity tests in many ways. And unmanned crafts keep discovering more and more about deep space, does that mean manned flights are pointless? Is going to mars just an act of hubris? Is there any applicable reasons to have a space station on mars other than it being really cool and leading to movies depicting its awesomeness?

Discovery of whether life exists, or existed at some point on Mars can only be done by manned exploration. Trying to find fossils with remote probes would be like dropping a robot into the Himalaya and expecting it to dig up a dinosaur.


Finding out whether life developed on Mars will instantly redefine our views on abiogenesis and the formation of life. This alone has massive scientific and philosophical ramifications that would justify the mission.


Humans can do in a day what it takes robots a year to do. When we want to learn anything serious about Mars, we'll be sending a manned team to do it. We should already have, but the combination of the NASA beauracracy bloat and the lack of economic/political will has held us back.


edit: And as I said in the other thread, Japan, India and China all aim to put people on the moon by 2020 in separate programs. Just because the pioneers of space are getting lazy and have lost the political will doesn't mean that the up and comers have. America has a huge headstart, but if they don't re-prioritize a little we will have been left behind in fifty years.

From a New Wave Fan to Another Kind

Cloverfield. Good movie. Very good. I suggest if you can go see it in theaters, its a movie that really deserves to be seen on the big screen. I won't say any details about the plot or about the monster but if you do see it, heres a tip: during the second to last scene when the shore line of Coney Island is shown, pay attention to the horizon, you'll see something interesting.

Last thing, if you stay after the credits you'll hear a really cryptic sound bite as the screen is turning black. It doesn't sound like much in theaters, but if its played backwards it comes out like this: http://boomp3.com/m/bd034dfca370

Thats all I have to say about the movie.

Surf Rock Bands

Here's an Idea for a short story I had earlier this week that. It will probably never become anything more than an idea but I thought it was interesting.

Remember the plot of Independence Day? (Spoiler alert for Independence Day in 3,2,1...) The aliens came to Earth to take all of Earth's resources for their own good. This resulted in the alien attack at the beginning of the movie and blah blah, you know what happened. So, back to the idea I have, aliens have run short of their own resources, and have come to Earth to take ours. They don't, like most of the alien/space monsters of hollywood movies, have a giant army to destroy and enslave us. Despite this shortcoming they still want to invade Earth, so instead of trying to out gun us they take hostage an entire city in order to bargain for Earth's resources. However thanks to terrible planning, a lack of prior intelligence, and miscalculation they end up invading and capturing a small town in the midwest in a clumsy space blitzkrieg. The reason for their blunder is all their information of Earth comes from our own radio transmissions, but because our planet and theirs are separated by billions of miles of space the radio transmissions have become completely inaccurate. What the aliens thought was a bustling trading post is now a desolate town with a small population and even small prospects for the future. 

This is about as far as I've thought it out, maybe they'd take more cities, bigger areas of land, or even smaller towns. I don't know yet. If you have ever read anything my Douglas Adams expect that it would sound like his writing style.

In Buenos Aires

A couple eery ads with the WTC as a subject. The first is from 1979 and the last two are from the early 80's.

 This ad is for a Pakistani Airline advertising their flights at NYC. The plane seems a little low.

Here are a couple more that seem even more anachronistic: WTC invoking heaven? Asbestos prevents fires? why didn't we know about this sooner??

First Entry.

Welcome to my blog! This is the first post of my blog, which by May should have several dozen if I stay vigilant. Anyone thats reading this probably can guess that I'm a Freshman at VCU, but since this is my blog I should include a little more info about myself. I'm 18 years old and my hobbies are drawing, video games and computers, reading and finding new music to listen to. I'll be updating this blog 5 times a week hopefully so check back often.