I'm alive
and kicking. In a period of about 24 hours hurricane rita changed course from hitting galveston directly (and consequently the eye projected to be directly over my neighborhood) to us not even having any rain.
That's right. Not even a sprinkle, nada. It also changed from a 5 to a 3 category and hit louisiana, which is horrible luck. Or like many houstonians here like to console their guilt with, "They were already devastated by katrina anyway..."
They asked me what I thought, to which I said that I would have wanted no hurricane at all. "Well of course! But since it was already there it might as well have gone to louisiana"
I didn't know what to say to that, nor did I want to start an argument b/c I AM glad the hurricane didn't hit here, I'd be a liar if I didn't, yet I never wished it to go to louisiana.
Anyway, I took a little blogging break and it felt wonderful. I'm going go back to college tomorrow so I felt it fitting I start blogging today. tomorrow by the by, I get my test grades... after 2 weeks of trying to push my insecurities to the back of my mind I'll finally know where I stand.
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Hurricane Rita
This is f.u.c.k.e.d. up!
And people are going out of their way to freak me out. With their, "Have you heard ...?" "Category 4!"
"We have to evacuate!"
Lordy, those panicky people are driving around Houston like a some rats in a maze, hitting spot A and spot
B then not doing anything but taking up space.
I had to drive to 3 different gas stations to fill the car with gas last night, and it was just a category
2 then! UG.
Wish the gulf coast luck, and I hope I'm up here blogging by the beginning of next week. I tell ya,
mother nature has a fucking awesome sense of humor eh? I haven't seen a single Louisiana liscense plate.
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Test time
I'm so fucking nervous. Why am I making such a big deal outta this?
I haven't been this nervous about a test since middle school.
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Nervous
I have the psychology tests tomorrow and I'm nervous. NOT only are these two tests one right after the other (literally), NOT only am I going to base these tests as an indicator on wether I should change mayors, and NOT only do these tests contain ALOT of information... but I really want to do well.
I'm enjoying learning about cognitive development and behaviorism etc... I'm terrified that I might just have gotten lucky enough to have found the ideal career for me. What if I spend 2 more years here only to find out psychology is not for me after all? UG. It won't be the end of the world, and I'm probably over reacting to this whole thing, but have I just hit the career jackpot?
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New College Fad ala Jacko style
My life has primarily consisted of college and work for the past 2 weeks and it's safe to say I need a drink. One of many.
Which is why I'm sooo looking forward to Friday. I'll do the two psych tests that day and drown my stress with tequila. That sounds so lovely doesn't it?
Anyway, college brings me to today's bitch fest. Walking around with some friends we spot a girl making her way through the crowd holding up an opened umbrella. It wasn't raining. WTF? I know texas is a hot state. I know that it has been unusually hot for this time of year (or so the weather man says, it feels just as hot as last year to me). Despite all that, walking at a regular pace you get what 10 minutes of sun at the most? Does that really merit an open umbrella? And this wasn't the kid sized variety. I'm talking about that golf umbrella godzilla that can shelter your entire family and the family pet.
I hope this stupid "opened umbrella to get shade from the sun" doesn't become a trend. I blame Michael Jackson and the media's vomiting enducing coverage of his trial for getting this idiotic idea into people's heads, but seriously. Who in their right mind would look at this picture and think to themselves, "He looks cool!"
Because guess what? The girl wasn't only wearing an umbrella, oh no... She was wearing her pyjamas as well, ala Jacko-Wacko. I would have killed to have my camera phone with me that day.
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Bizarre shit happens even in southern suburbia
I don't know exactly what kind of weird shit was in the air that day, it started out innocently enough.
This guy comes in and asks for a quote on some business cards and a brochure, so far nothing special. He sits down, gets the info he wanted, gives me a noncommittal response and goes on his merry way. The day passes on at its usual snail like pace when around 4 in the afternoon he walks back in, with his eye balls wide like saucers and heads straight for my desk. Sitting down he leans in close and I sit there, a little beffudled at his behavior but indulging my growing curiosity I lean in as well to see what he had to say.
"I don't know how to ask this..." He leaves an uncomfortable silence as he looked into my eyes, trying to communicate telepathically or who knows what. His eyes wandered all over my desk and then the floor and I follow his gaze perplexed.
"Can I help-"
"Have you seen my weed?"
I shit you not, that was his exact question.
"Excuse me?"
"Yes I uh- uh might have uh- left my bag of weed here this morning."
Okay... what does he want a search party?
"It was in a little brown bag? I had it on me this morning..." He pulls out the inside of his pant pockets to show me his pocket lint...
"No I'm sorry."
"You sure?" He leans in to look inside my desk.
"Yes."
"Do you think he has seen it?"
I turn to look at who he is pointing at. My clueless boss was sitting at his desk trying to take a 5 minute snooze.
"Are you kidding?"
"Yeah-yeah-yeah you're right. Um... if you do see it- you know later on, give me a call."
I give him my best air head smile, "Ok."
Giving one last hopeful look around the office he opens the door and leaves.
And so, even in a corny a place as suburban Houston, wannabe pimps still manage to drop their bags of illegal narcotics, and they still ask 22 year olds to call them if it "happens to show up". yeah right
And in my search for a satisfing marijuana picture for this post looky looky what I bumped into? A Dating
sight for the "Marijuana Friendly Single".
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"Have you seen my weed?"
I shit you not, that was his exact question."Yes I uh- uh might have uh- left my bag of weed here this morning."
"Do you think he has seen it?"
"Yeah-yeah-yeah you're right. Um... if you do see it- you know later on, give me a call."
Michael Moore is annoying as hell
Yes I live in Texas, and no, I don't support Bush.
I still remember that Academy Award year where Moore won the Oscar and for his speech trashed Bush blah blah blah and all those douche bags sat in their chairs with stern grimaces on their face, with their arms crossed as their expensive, glittery jewelry moved along with their shaking heads. Short cut to half a year later and they were all singing his praises.
From ALL the open ended letters Moore has written and so on and so forth this last one about the hurricane is so idiotically sarcastic and full or irony that it fails in it's attempt to be edgy, fresh, and innovative. Because.. you know... Moore writes letter after letter and shoots documentary after documentary but we STILL elected Bush. Who wants to bet he's gonna do a documentary on the hurricane and have all the victims Bush hate for 2 hours?
And apart from that, there are movie stars plastered all over the news. Reporters singing the praises of smug, rich actors flying to the south to comfort victims. As if people who have just lost everything they owned would feel better meeting the actress from Pretty Woman as she gives you a hug, sheds a few tears and goes back home to her mansion.
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Caption this...
I love this photo of Chester. I swear behind those beautiful brown eyes he knows the secret to life, and he's thinking about how stupid we are not to know.
or he could be thinking, "I just farted."
ps: And don't you just love that Charlie Chaplin mustache?
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Inevitable
So... being a Houstonian and seeing all that has happened in the states the past week it was inevitable
that I NOT discuss the hurricane in one way or another.
The city has been greeting Louisiana folk graciously, or at least that is what has been broadcasted on
all the local channels all week long. It's great that individual people are giving spare
rooms to those in need. It's great that there are food drives and volunteers tripping over each other
to get to the Astrodome and help out.
You know what's not that great? Hotels charging 250 a night for the refugees that came in before the
storm hit. How the hell does a person who lost everything get 250 a night?
Something that bothers the HELL out of me is when people compare this to the tsunami in asia. Honestly.
Just because both were national disasters doesn't mean they have to be compared. In the tsunami
over a million people died. A million. That kind of number is so huge that to actually sit here
and try to comprehend how many lives those are is almost impossible.
Hurricane Katrina is a tragedy, no doubt about it, but thank God it's not in the scale the tsunami was.
And trying to compare it to that is not only ignorant, it's ... I have no words for the level of stupidity
it reaches.
Also ironic that the museums and Six Flags give free entree with anybody with a Louisiana liscense plate.
What are these people gonna do? Go see some art or ride a roller coaster when they are hungry and sick?
It's estimated that more than 100,000 people have migrated over here, but my question is, why only Houston?
I mean it's awesome that people here care and give their time, money, and effort in aiding these victims,
but what about other cities? You know Austin said no to them? They did. They don't want them there.
San Antonio is silent and Dallas is not even thought of. WTF? What happened to solidarity to a fellow man?
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Hurricane Katrina is a tragedy, no doubt about it, but thank God it's not in the scale the tsunami was. And trying to compare it to that is not only ignorant, it's ... I have no words for the level of stupidity it reaches.