Coffee: Space.

We have always thought about space. It is a vast unknown region that we truly do not understand. I saw this movie, Dead Space: Downfall, which is a prequel to the video game. It spoke of an alien race that used the bodies of humans to infect with their own alien life forms. The basis of their culture was only to spread the infection and control the masses. The end of the movie was quite moving. It made me think of all the other possibilities we haven't even thought of yet. It also made me a little depressed knowing that there is so much out there that we will never get to. Everything in space is getting further apart and the chances of us finding other life forms may never happen. It is disappointing to be the only life beings in this universe, so far that is. We are the only ones, drifting further in to the nothingness that is dark matter. It's a very sombre, miserable yet unfathomably beautiful notion. The stars have their own life cycle and shine as though they are telling their secrets. The end of the movie had the main character push a button to open the doors to space and suck out all the evil creatures. She held on for a few seconds after the door had opened and then let go. The hardest thing to learn in life is to let go and accept. She fought extremely hard to save the ship yet in the end she had to die, like we all have to die. She drifted ever so slowly amongst the stars and the last thing she though of was this song:

Twinkle, twinkle, little star
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
How I wonder what you are!

 

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

 

This is probably the way i would want to go out.

Entrée: 2012.

Is this year or to be exact, particular day in our calender, a coerced conspiracy or a real scientific phenomenon we are to inevitably face? Look at what happened with the whole Y2K business. There was talk of power shortages, the loss of data through all the computers that existed and a mass fluxuation with electronics in general. That didn't end up so bad, did it? We got all hyped up and scared over nothing and technology seems to have exponentially increased, almost doubling it's size of growth similar to our population (which will facilitate it's own meal worthy discussion later).
But why do we blindly believe that this will be the end of our time? Scientific findings have proven that our sun will reach it's peak momentum heat around this time. It will start to release solar flares that may come in contact with Earth faster than we think. This causes the Earth to become hotter and therefore changing our versions of season in certain locations. It can be a factor in global warming and the rise and fall of our tides. Does 2012 mean that our world or universe perhaps will change largely in the way that we live in it? Will it mean that we must not rely so much on technology but on ourselves to adapt to these subtle yet forcefully impacting changes? Or does it mean that we once again, like in 1999, are looking for purpose in life? Maybe not so much a purpose but a reason to live life to the fullest, a reason not to take things for granted, a reason to do the complete opposite, a reason to question..
The Mayan calender was the closest to portraying how we precieve time with dates, equinoxes, solstices, and even the stars. They categorized the stars so well that we refer to them still to this day. Yet their calender ends on that day we have made infamous, was it because they thought the world would suddenly undergo drastic climactic changes or that there really would be a "judgement day"? I don't know about you but the only judgement day i know of is when that sweet metal oddly muscular looking robot saved a tech savy boy and his hot ass kicking mom from a future ruled by robots not as compassionate to the human race as he was. Yes, maybe we think of our lives as movies because we've clearly made so many that if i don't already know what to do if dragon's attack, zombies invade, earthquakes give out everywhere, a tower of water the size of the north and south pacific ocean comes tumbling down, and i find myself with a millions snakes... on a plane... then i should have already been dead. Here's to now so that we have a then!

NickJobOdd: The WKUK are funny

NickJobOdd: The WKUK are funny: "Ever seen the whitest kids u know? NO? What rock have you been under? Actually you've probably been under the same rock the rest of the worl..."

I like to ride my bicycle, i like to ride my biiiike.

Yesterday I attended one of many workshops in a series to help maintain and fix a bicycle. I have wanted to ride my bike so bad for the past couple of months but it way too cold! I sound like a pansy but i don't think i could handle my feet, hands, nose and ears freezing on those down hills.. I know i can do it, i'm just not prepared but hopefully i can man up next winter season.

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Krank It Up is a volunteer bicycle shop, based in Tallahassee, that runs on donations dedicated to helping people understand the inner and outer workings of a bicycle. They really are the best! It's great to see such nice people waiting  and willing to help. During the workshop we focused on drive trains which include adjusting derailleurs, managing cables and cable housing, chains, pedals, index and friction shifters, cassettes and some tools used to fix these.
Luckily, my roommate has a problem with her bicycle that deals with the drive train and now i can attempt to fix it! Besides fixing my roommates bike, i plan on hopefully building one from scratch soon. I know that i first need a 52 cm frame. This is the ideal height for my body and would be the most comfortable ride.

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This is another great website for bicycle lovers. You have to apply for a membership and wait to be accepted but they are very lenient and nice people. This is purely Miami based but they can help you locate the best bicycle shops in town, help you with questions about problems on your bike or how to upgrade yours parts, you can discuss anything about your bike on the forums and meet new people that love their bicycle as much as you do!

Both of these places as well as many other places around the country (nationally) and around the world (internationally) have started a thing called Critical Mass. This is the gathering of people anywhere from fifty to two hundred or more that enjoy a nice bike ride on the street where cars drive. Bicycles that take up the road you say? We're creating traffic you say?! Well great! What better way to make a stand and show that bicycles can be a major part of transportation and can help us alleviate our dependence on cars.

There critical masses usually take place once a month every month usually the last friday but it may depend on your city. What better way to get involved than to ask your local bicycle shops the who, what, when, where, why questions and get your bicycle out on the road!

Insomniac Attack

Sleep has been evading me for the past couple of weeks and as frustrating as that may be at times, i have two animal counterparts that help with the boredom that will inevitably ensue. Splinter is the white rat and Gizmo is the black one being smooshed.

These guys are a hoot and suspiciously very friendly with each other. The other day i caught them both masturbating, side by side, as happy as could be. Oh well, boys will be boys.

These are truly some of the greatest rules every writer should obey. I have so many ideas whirling in my head that keeping up with them would be as difficult as reducing carbon emissions. I've started by jotting down my dreams as soon as i wake up. I will start posting those soon, maybe there will be something worth expanding on. I seem to have a dream or multiple dreams every night... They can be enlightening and intriguing at times yet devastatingly real at others. It's a shame that we haven't even gotten close to understanding our species... The mind is a powerful tool that can often times work on it's own.. I'm not exactly sure what i mean by this but we are constantly processing information and storing it somewhere. This leads back to all the ideas that are harder to catalog than spending a day on wall street.

I want to ride a bicycle cross country. I want to fly and hopefully own a sea plane. I want a Nobel prize. I want to write multiple books. I want to be in a band again and play on stage. I want to write sketches and do stand up comedy. I want a Ph.D. I want to be in love forever. I want to develop new technologies to defeat our dependence on fossil fuels. I want to paint a mural on the biggest wall possible. And the list grows..

I want to be, do and act but i must be a realist and hinder my ambitions. I don't want to set up a world that is too far away to touch. So my question begins, is being too ambitious a terrible thing?