Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Dream Within a Dream

In our old home, I had a little room where I stored some of my books, and all of my scouting crap. Since it was really nothing more than a storage room, I had, on occasion, written on the walls quotes that in some way illustrated the human condition. Or at least, what I thought the human condition was. I had quotes from Shakespeare’s Hamlet and the Merchant of Venice. I had the opening line of Fahrenheit 451 by Bradbury and the final lines of Orwell’s 1984.
Now that I have a new home, and this time a real office, I think that I want to do the same thing. (Maybe something printed out with those vinyl letters, instead of my old glorified version of graffiti.) But I thought that I would start with a little poem by Edgar Allan Poe.
I’ve always loved Poe because he had a way of delving into the deepest, darkest parts of the human condition. He showed us parts of ourselves that we never want to admit may lurk deep in the locked parts of our minds.
And so…

A Dream Within a Dream
By E. A. Poe

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Friday, September 22, 2006

To Much Thought for a Friday

I just had a talk with someone in the office about the death penalty.
Now here’s the thing… I’m an evil conservative Christian… which means, by definition, I’m all for the death penalty. Right? Isn’t that what it says in the vast right wing conspiracy newsletter? I don’t know. There was a time, back when I was a teen, when I was full on against the death penalty. I was a liberal back in the day, but then I grew up, I cut my hair, and realized that there are animals among us that were never going to be rehabilitated and thus should be locked away forever or put to death.
Then I went and became an English Major. I read a book called “Discipline & Punish: The Birth of the Prison” by Michel Foucault. And it made me take a second look at my stand on the death penalty... but on a philosophical level only. The thing I began to wonder was this; by killing murderers, was society looking for justice or for revenge? I’m not sure, but I was thinking that that scale was tipped toward the revenge side more than justice.
And then, not long ago, I read “The Chamber” by John Grisham. Now I’m not a huge fan of Grisham, but I’ll listen to an audio book while at work from time to time. This book hit me on an emotional level that clouded the topic even more for me.
Today, this guy at work told me to read “Dead Man Walking.” I’m not sure that I want too.
Maybe I need to sit in this gray area for a while. I still believe that there are people out there that will never be rehabilitated. Their crimes are so horrendous that they can never be trusted in society again. And if we are not willing to keep them locked away for the rest of their lives, then we might as well put a bullet to ‘em. But then the Christian comes out in me and asks, “Aren’t they children of God as well?”

Just a small quandary as we go into the weekend.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Talk Like a Pirate Day!

ARRRH! Ye scurvy dogs! It’s Talk Like a Pirate Day! One of my favorite holidays. Every September 19th, I break out me treasure chest full of me booty. (Not that one… You got a smutty mind!) I fly my Jolly Roger with pride and generally make a geek out of myself (not a big jump) for the whole day.

If you have questions about this fine holiday… Google it. There is a website… I just can’t remember the address. Talklikeapirateday.com or some such. They even have pirate pickup lines.
So, ye saucy wench… how would ye like to shiver me timbers?

Ar, ar, ar, Arrrrrh!

Monday, September 11, 2006


*Deep Contented Sigh*

I’m officially homeless. And I can’t tell you how good that feels... until I realize that in 17 days I’ll be signing a mortgage that’s double the one I just got rid of.

*Momentary Panic*

Ehhh... no time for that, ‘cause I got bigger problems. You see, since we have a couple of week lag between houses, we packed all of our stuff into one of those storage units that they drop at your house, and then store until your ready, and they can drop it at your new house. All good right? Well... not so much ‘cause when I put their handy-dandy lock on the container, I was pretty tired. You might say that I was trashed. So... long story short... I lost the key! Even now, all I can do is laugh. (It's gotta be in my bedroom... somewhere.)
I’m not rightly sure how we’re gonna open the sucker, cause the lock is one of those pick proof kind that doesn’t have an exposed bolt... so... I can’t use a bolt cutter on it. I may need a lock smith... or... a really big drill.

I’m so dumb. ;)

Friday, September 08, 2006

Lots O' Stress! Need Something Fun

Madness: Our House

Just a goofy little vid from the days when MTV used to play music.
Note the little tribute to AC/DC.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

What a day...

I just want to get away from the stress of selling my house.
(Oh sweet YooHoo, Take me away.)
Should have been all over yesterday, but the buyer had some MORE issues to work through. Should be over by the weekend though.

I found the email addresses of some friends that I knew when I was in California. That, was kinda fun. Turns out that one of them moved to Japan! Road trip? Another one is living about 20 miles away from me. That one's doable. And the third is a freakin' college professor in New Jersey! I fired off some emails a few minutes ago but I haven't heard back from them yet. I hope I do 'cause those guys were great.
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