tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56390602011-04-21T14:04:00.534-07:00A guy trying to find a home that never was.Briannoreply@blogger.comBlogger3141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-79932589244256765962007-08-19T12:49:00.000-07:002007-08-19T12:51:33.959-07:00

So...I'm resigning my job. I have one week left at my current place of employment and then I'm moving on. I have a collection of reasons as to why I am doing this, but they all boil down to management treating me like I don't matter. Their level of disdain for me is just driving me crazy. So I put my resume on the market and within two weeks I had found something new. Blah. So there.

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Every weekend for the past few weeks I've been travelling. I reallyneed some time off. Not to complain mind you. Three weeks ago I wasin the carribbean. This past weekend I saw a good friend of mine getmarried.It's posted on flickr if you're interested. If you don't have myflickr info, shoot me an email.

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-660614929548769802007-06-11T04:48:00.000-07:002007-06-11T04:52:23.907-07:00

While I was away on vacation, one of my uncles died. I got the news when I returned and rushed to be there, but unfortunately, I missed the funeral. He was my godfather, which, if you're not Catholic, doesn't mean a lot. However, Catholics view the godparent as the religious role-model - not just a backup parent.My uncle never had an easy life. He struggled to overcome things his entire life.

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-44153555357047059082007-06-11T04:35:00.000-07:002007-06-11T04:40:23.045-07:00

So after flying 7 hours, travelling 1000 miles, etc, etc... Not so much with the St. Lucia. Don't get me wrong, the beaches are nice, but unless you're one of the people who just stays inside of your resort all of the time, you'll be sorely disappointed. The people of the island are rude, greedy, and view americans/white people as nothing but moneybags. At one point, after volunteering

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Yet another daySunrise over my windshieldCoffee steams brightly

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Smog in the cityNever-ending lines of carsEver get to home?

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-38130281207774553782007-05-20T19:08:00.001-07:002007-05-21T19:12:40.664-07:00

Okay, Spiderman 3 was awesome. I can see why some people have said itis dark though. I really enjoyed it and I think it did justice to themoral questions that are the heart of the spiderman storyline.On a side note, Laure and I are trying to prepare for 28 weeks laterby watching 28 days later again. So far the 4 stores we've visitedhave been out of it...looks like everyone else had the same

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-7111389097362611162007-05-19T21:12:00.001-07:002007-05-19T21:13:52.466-07:00

Test 123This is a test message posted from my phone. Maybe this way I'll get up off my ass and post more, eh?

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3 months and no cigarettes...That's not to say it's been easy. Every single damn day I want one. Not all the time mind you, but every so often (like every few hours) I'll just get this really strong urge to have one. That being said, I go by the rule that all addicts use: one is not enough and two is too many. Truer words were never spoken.

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So Laure and I are going down to the islands again here in a few weeks. This time though, we're going to beautiful Saint Lucia. I've been going to the tanning bed for a month straight trying to get ready. I know that probably caused a bit of a chuckle...but please remember how easily I burn. I HAVE to prepare - otherwise the caribbean sun will cook my pale irish ass.I haven't had any real

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1176666644824512382007-04-15T12:50:00.000-07:002007-04-15T12:50:44.840-07:00

Your Linguistic Profile:50% General American English30% Dixie15% Yankee0% Midwestern0% Upper MidwesternWhat Kind of American English Do You Speak?

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Oh yeah, I also quit smoking...Haven't had one for about 8 weeks now.

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Ok, so I'm now trying to start posting to this blog again. A lot has been going on in my life in the past year and I've been busy, but I don't want all of my social contacts to wither up and die. So here's a brief summary of the past 6 months or so:October 2006: Laure and I moved in together.November 2006: Got a promotion and a raise.December 2006: Worked like a dog.January 2007: Worked like a

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1151492248328942682006-06-28T03:54:00.000-07:002007-05-19T21:02:32.232-07:00

And we're off again! This time I'm heading to sunny South Africa for Nick's wedding. I've even started up another Travel Journal (you can read it at my Travel Journal page).

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I'm also finally back in the beer brewing business after a two year hiatus. My first batch? Some of my famous dark amber. It looks like it's coming along nicely...but it will only be around 4% alcohol.

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Well, I finally went and did something that I have been wanting to do for a long time...buy a motorcycle. So I went out and got a Honda Shadow 750 in Candy Orange...and in a few minutes I'm going to put on my leather and go out for a ride...I had to drive to Chattanooga to get it and unfortunately no one could come with me. So at 5am I hooked the trailer up to the Xterra and headed out to pick

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1151163730491894792006-05-24T08:27:00.000-07:002007-05-19T21:02:23.180-07:00

Well, my trip to Anguilla was...mixed. The island itself was absolutely gorgeous. The girlfriend and I spent every day laying in the sun, basking in the tropical heat. We ate at fine restaurants situated on white sand beaches and laid under palm trees reading. We snorkled for hours and hours and brought home a suitcase full of shells. However, our hotel was atrocious. Not only adorned with

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1143319710934173312006-03-25T12:44:00.000-08:002006-03-25T12:48:30.946-08:00

Stolen From S...I think only one person I know has seen this film...and he gave me his copy. Good luck!Think of your favorite underrated film, type the name into Google and do an image search. Find the best pic and then post it in your journal, but don't say what the name of the movie is! Once you post the picture, it's up to your friends to figure out what the movie is from the pic you posted!

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Well, I now have a flight booked and my room reserved in Anguilla...woot! Here's where I'm staying:

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You scored as Commander Samuel Vimes. You are Samuel Vimes! Captain of Ankh-Morpork's city Watch! You are a knight, married to the very wealthy, noble lady Sybil Ramkin. You often walk the streets at night, and are able to tell where you are by the feel of the cobbles under your boots. You always do what is right - that is, what needs to be done - to keep the city safe, even when it seems

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1139084786221986952006-02-04T12:09:00.000-08:002007-05-19T21:08:32.604-07:00

The girlfriend and I are looking at going away for a 4 day weekend to the islands...specifically Anguilla. It's a tiny little island out in the middle of nowhere. Next to it, Puerto Rico seems like a continent! I'm checking into hotels as we speak. More specifically, small little bungalows on the beach that open onto white sand beaches, palm trees, and a hammock. I plan on spending all four

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1138330017738137262006-01-26T18:45:00.000-08:002006-01-26T18:49:06.230-08:00

I like Reggae...something about the stead beat and the sing-song lilting voices just appeals to me. So I came across and interesting act the other day: Matisyahu. Check him out...Hassidic Reggae!I swear, this guy goes on stage in the full orthodox jew uniform...beard, curls, black, everything...but he's really good...

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It's interesting when you're content. Right now I've got a job I like, and a girlfriend I love, and enough money to not really worry about the bills too much (I do still wish I could put more into savings though)...And I work a lot...I'm still at work tonight...this week I've already hit 68 hours, and I'm not even on call this week...that hell is next week.I guess what I'm saying is that time

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1137720543513722502006-01-19T17:25:00.000-08:002006-01-19T17:29:03.526-08:00

I hate to do those lists that you see every 14 year old girl on the net doing...but hell...why not? At least this one's about books. Stolen from Larken.-Bold- the ones I've readThe Da Vinci Code - Dan BrownThe Catcher in the Rye - J.D. SalingerThe Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy - Douglas Adams .The Great Gatsby - F.Scott FitzgeraldTo Kill a Mockingbird - Harper LeeThe Time Traveler's Wife -

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Since my brother and Heather both decided to do a year in review, I thought I'd give one a crack:January: Last semester of school. Working two jobs. Dating Star. Recently broke up with Hope.February: Unsure of what I'm going to do when I graduate. Working my ass off.March: Lost in a "What the fuck is going on" mood.April: Almost done. Going absolutely nutty.May: In Europe. Getting drunk and

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Rowhouse 'Hood You scored 30 out of 40 on urban-rural and 28 out of 40 land intensity. People know you as: The Bohemian GentrifierQuote: "That crack house just needed a little paint."Your score indicates that you are a city-dweller of the old-school. Youlike a dense, finely grained neighborhood with restaurants, churchesand brothels all on the same block. Although you've never spoken to

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I think I'm getting tired of living in the south...I think I want to get out. I'm thinking of moving to Boston in a few years and getting a nice little apartment off of the green. The nice thing about working in IT is that I might be able to actually afford this...

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Coming home the other night, what do I hear? A loud crash and bang as I climb up the stairs. Worried that someone had wrecked I said "they better had not touched my Xterra." Looking about, not a soul did I see, so I walked down the stairs to have a peek. Here's what I saw:

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Well, last weekend I participated in one of my most favorite and most painful activities: Habitat for Humanity. I'm a big fan of the charity, I think they do great work, and their philosophy is one I agree with. I don't think throwing money at people is any sort of solution. No matter how many $2000 debit cards you hand out, I don't think it will really help anyone. Because to those people it

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Arrr Matey!

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Well, I'll follow the lead of Lady Larken and S. Parenthetically, it is interesting to note that both my brother and I "got " Dwight. It seems something about our genes, our family, or our upbringing makes us a little crazy. ;) You scored as Dwight. You are Dwight.You are eager to prove your worth to others. You will go out of your way to protect those you care about and people depend on you

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I have a job! As of thursday, I now have employment. I can't tell you what a relief this has been for me. Losing my job was such an emotional blow to me that it's hard to put into words. However, I think overall it has been good for me. It caused me to adapt, to change, and to advance myself and my knowledge. Something which should not be discounted.So, I now work in a level 2 support

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1125581356851632482005-09-01T06:20:00.000-07:002005-09-01T06:29:16.856-07:00

Well, for the past week or so I've been interviewing my butt off. While not as bad as playing soccer or raining down fire and brimstone, it's pretty tiring. You have to be "on" all the time. Be charming, be witty, be knowledgable, etc... That plus driving all over Nashville wears you out. The Headhunters have been really helpful though. What's a Headhunter? Well, I'm glad you asked.You see

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Apparently, now you can get your doctor in trouble for telling you that you're obese when you're obese. Via the New Hampshire Union Leader.

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Stolen from Lady Larken: #################################################### #################################################### #################################################### #################################################### #################################################### #################################################### ####################################################

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Pat Robertson recently said a prayer on the 700 Club asking God to "free up" a few more seats on the Supreme Court. I'm sorry, but on a court where you can only leave by death or by retiring, isn't this a little insane? Asking God to kill off some people just so your political views can be enforced seems to kind of contradict the whole "Love and Forgiveness" angle of the New Testament to me...

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Being as I am a fan of Southpark, I thought it would be interesting to use Gina M. Häussge's Southpark Studio 2 to create some characters:Me:My brother, or, as some know him, Stick In Your Eye:Lastly, my good buddy S from Ma Vie En Prose:It's interesting that both my brother and myself have facial hair. I remember an interesting time when we were driving cross country and stopped for some chow

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Well, I have to say I'm impressed with my unemployed self! My Mp3 Server has come along better than I expected. I got an email asking me to explain how I did it, so here's a little bit about how it works:First of all, let me point out that the system I'm using as the server is OLD. it's based on an AMD K6 CPU (about 500Mhz) motherboard that I've shoehorned a little over half a gig of RAM onto.

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I've been good for the past few years...no new tattoos. Well, for a while now I've been starting to think that maybe getting yet another piece done would be a good idea. So, I've started sketching a few designs (yes, I design all of my own work). So far, I'm thinking of what's called a Saint Matthew's Spiral (see an example in a ring here - the originating website here) as an anklet. As a

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1124221981367901802005-08-16T12:52:00.000-07:002005-08-16T12:53:01.366-07:00

Something that I've been thinking is needed for a long time: When Tush Comes to Dove (Salon.com).

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Well, it's now official. I have no job. Yesterday I was laid off from my job shortly after coming in. It's what's called a "no-fault" job-loss (meaning I can apply for unemployment if I want), but that really doesn't make it any better. I've never lost a job before in my life, so it was a bit upsetting. So, after hearing this, I went home and spent the day laying around, working on my Mp3

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1123945301987493682005-08-13T07:44:00.000-07:002005-08-13T08:02:56.453-07:00

I would like to first of all point out the following:In the spirit of that, I'm going to regale all of you with a little project I have been working on. You see, most of my music these days is on MP3. I got a little tired of having to play said music from my crappy computer speakers (can't hear it around the apartment). So I decided to do something about it. I'm building an MP3 server. Since

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1123941759044074882005-08-13T06:59:00.000-07:002005-08-13T07:02:39.046-07:00

Let's see, a good compromise between thirty billion and four hundred billion dollars is two hundred and eighty six billion, right? Man, if I balanced my checkbook the way the government does, I'd be in jail or on the street by now.Oh, and I'm sure that Alaska really needs all that money. And the Ronald Regan Parkway in California really needs millions of dollars for "beautification." Because

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Well, I have lost my job. The company I am working for terminated their development team to "refocus efforts in a more productive and lucrative field." Meaning that the idiot of an owner doesn't know how to use Quicken so the company's about out of money. The picture looks grim, no? Well, don't be too concerned. For the time being I am still working with same company, just as a technician.

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Okay, now for something completely different: I decided that I was tired of the way this blog was looking, so I got a new one by Michael Heilemann.

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It's strange that having a real job basically prevents you from doing anything fun during the work-week. You're pretty much confined to getting chores and fun things done on the weekends. Boy that sucks.

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Well, let's see...it's been umm...(counting on fingers and toes here) 76 days since my last post. Damn that's sad.In the intervening time, I've gone to Europe, come back, packed up all of my worldly belongings, moved them to Murfreesboro, Tennessee (just south of Nashville), and started a new job as a computer programmer.Lately I've been working long days (today was a mere 11.5 hours in length)

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Okay, I have completed that big step in life. Yes, I now have a college degree. I can now sound all snooty and say "Yes, I have a degree in Philosophy." By the way, I got a 3.83 this semester (damn that History of the Third Reich class!). In other news though, I'm leaving for Europe. Now. My bags are packed and I'm ready to go...later all, I'll talk to you in a month. If you want a

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Well, today at 7:20pm EST I completed the last final of my degree. So now I'm done. It's strange, I thought I'd feel some sort of elation. However, I think I'm feeling a bit of everything at the moment. A bit anxious, a bit scared, a bit proud, a bit happy, etc... A huge conflagration of emotion has arisen within me to the point that I simply cannot differentiate between my emotions. Anyway,

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Concerning those two boys that were swept out to sea on their fishing trip. The elder of them (Long) recently said "I think it was a test from God, this whole experience was, and that was to test my faith and my best friend's faith and the faith in my family." (from CBC news) I hate it when people say stuff like that. I always end up thinking "Man, your God must be a real prick." Don't you

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1114979936841578742005-05-01T13:33:00.000-07:002005-05-01T13:40:45.923-07:00

Ahhh, friends bringing gifts are some of life's most wonderful pleasures. S showed up last night for a pre-emptive graduation celebration. And he brought me a gift! It's a Kershaw speed-safe knife (the Blackout model), so it opens with a slight push on the thumb stud. A legal switchblade in other words. Very cool. We sat around and talked about medicine, philosophy, politics, and knife

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1114057896155867042005-04-20T21:23:00.000-07:002005-04-20T21:31:36.156-07:00

Why is it, that in today's society, we think love comes so quickly or so easily? Listening to Dave Loggins' "Please come to Boston" tonight got me wondering. I keep thinking about American history from the Victorian era to the present. It seems to me that we have inadvertently sped up the process of love and fixated upon it to the neglect of all of the other aspects of a relationship. Out the

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1113926628814087722005-04-19T09:02:00.000-07:002005-04-19T09:03:48.813-07:00

White smoke and Bells! Woot! Annuntio vobis gaudium magnum! Habemus Papam!

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Being as that I am the student liaison between the Dean and the philosophy department students, I try to talk to most of the students. I was doing so ealier today when I asked a cute redhead what she thought of the professors/classes/etc... Her reply was something along the lines of "I don't like Dr. XXXXXX, he makes us shut off our cellphones in class." Blah.I think some people simply were

Briannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639060.post-1113763883878240282005-04-17T11:49:00.000-07:002005-04-17T11:51:23.876-07:00

Okay everyone, I'm collecting addresses and putting them in my notebook for my trip. If you want a postcard, just drop me your address either here, in the comments section, or email it to me at enki.mail AT gmail.com. Who knows? You might just get something from a strange country you've never heard of before...

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Well, I was surprised. This is actually pretty accurate:Your travel type: Culture Buff The culture buff needs to see a museum, an art gallery, a 16-th century church every day during his holiday. When he travels he is always well prepared. He has read history books, speaks a few words of the lingo, knows about the strange habits the locals have.top destinations:Alice SpringsCiudad

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Well, my Logic teacher will be happy...and you can't say this wasn't expected.You Are Incredibly Logical(You got 100% of the questions right)Move over Spock - you're the new master of logicYou think rationally, clearly, and quickly.A seasoned problem solver, your mind is like a computer!How Logical Are You?

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Well, it's more Dixie than I'd like, but I have been living in the south for quite some time now.Your Linguistic Profile:70% General American English20% Dixie10% Yankee0% Midwestern0% Upper MidwesternWhat Kind of American English Do You Speak?

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Well, it's getting to be that time in the semester when all of my papers are coming due. One of the multitude (and really there is a multitude...5 papers in total, over 60 pages of writing) is a paper I am working on for my epistemology class. I am writing a paper defending Quine's Naturalized Epistemology in reply to Susan Haack's book Evidence and Inquiry: Towards reconstruction in

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Does anyone know any of the following in Italian (I've filled in what I know)?Excuse me, Hello: "Mi Scusi, Salve"Would you mind if I took your picture?:Please just keep doing what you were doing:Thank you so much: "Grazie Mille"Dangit. It's hard to photograph people when you don't speak their langauge.

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Okay, here's a very rough sketch of my upcoming trip across the globe. Hell...nevermind. Just look at the damn map. I'll be visiting a bunch of places whose names are merely a bunch of consonants crammed together. Places like Llubljana, Bratislava, and Zagreb. Red is for air-travel and blue is for groubd-based-travel.

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Well, I have finally received my travel books ($75 ouch!) so it's time to start planning details. Here's what I got:Let's Go Eastern EuropeRick Steves' Eastern EuropeLonely Planet Eastern Europe PhrasebooksEyewitness Guide to BerlinThe Rough Guide to RomeOverall, a pretty good collection. I'll let you all know my itenerary as it develops.

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Well, in the past week, I have received an award for my service to the Philosophy department, an award for my conference presentation, and presented a paper at an academic conference. For those of you who have never had the pleasure of participating in this particular sect of academia, let me enlighten you. Imagine working for a few months on a paper, citing 15 or 20 credible sources (try to

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I think most people know that I am (to corrupt Susan Haack's phrase) a "passionate moderate", especially when it comes to politics. I am a moderate libertarian, but I am damn passionate about it. But lately I've been pondering. You see, I tend to have any sort of large government. My philosophy radically reduced to a one-liner is "That government is best which governs least." But lately I've

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Following in my usual irregular style, I'll now present more quotes to torture you with. Enjoy!"Yes Saddam was an evil fuck who ate babies. That doesn't make a realpolitik invasion fuelled by hysterical paranoia masquerading as a war of liberation any less fucked up in comparison."-Mark Blaxland"Every miserable fool who has nothing at all of which he can be proud, adopts as a last resource pride

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Bacardi 151 Congratulations! You're 151 proof, with specific scores in beer (80) , wine (83), and liquor (130). All right. No more messing around. Your knowledge of alcohol is so highthat you have drinking and getting plastered down to a science. Sure,you could get wasted drinking beer, but who needs all those trips tothe bathroom? You head straight for the bar and pick up that which ismost

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Sitting in my HIST 4381 (History of the Third Reich) class the other day, I got bored. As I sat there I recalled something that someone had said to me earlier that day, namely, that Bush is equivalent to Hitler. While I don't agree with this on a prima facie basis, I decided I should use my knowledge of the Third Reich and my knowledge of the Bush administration to draw some parallels. So here

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Well, I found out what award I'm getting. I like to call it the James Brown award seeing as they have named me the "Hardest Working Philosophy Student" (no...not the actual title...but somehow more honest). I'm not the Best Philosophy student, merely the hardest working. hrrrmmph. So I give you the following:"A university education is one of the greatest things one can possess. It’s the

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Yes, this is an exerpt from an actual letter I got today. I couldn't stop laughing for quite some time. I think I will write a letter in response that begins "Dear [Sir/Madam], [Thank you/My deepest condolences/Congratulations are in order] for [the award/you and your loved ones]. I expect that we will thoroughly [enjoy/bereave] the occasion, as is fitting. Once again, you can definitely

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Something from one of my school's computer labs. Yes, it's sad.

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A recent and unexpected development: my paper "Virtue Ethics and the military profession" was selected to be presented at a philosophy conference. So here I go delving a little deeper into academia. I'll be presenting at the North Georgia Student Philosophy Conference (I'm digging the Cthulu theme...) at Kennesaw State University (strangely enough, the school my brother attends). I don't know

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Okay, since life is bearing down on me (graduation is ticking closer and closer), it seems as if I have to make some sort of plans. I've recently been talking to the Air Force about going into their commissioning program. The really nice thing about the AF is that they pull a standard 7 to 4 work day (definitely UNLIKE the Corps and the Army). So that's that, right? Sadly, no. Their next

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Someone, somewhere, has decided that I should teach Highschool. I only say this because our department has a program with the local Highschool where Philosophy Seniors come and teach a class or two. I'm doing Medieval philosophy. So now I'm a "Mr." Kind of scary, huh? I'm gonna wear a tie and everything! My only expectation is that this will prove to be a truer test of my patience than OCS

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Last night I was sitting in my apartment, listening to the radio and trying to do some work when a song came on that reminded me of someone. A good friend? Nay I say. A song an ex-girlfriend of mine loved once upon a time. Considering that I have been reading Alain de Botton's On Love, I decided to turn off the radio. So I got up, flicked it off, and decided to do a little light reading to

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So yes, it's been forever. I would have thought blogger would cancel my account by now, but they are apparently none the wiser. So, in with the (admittedly belated) new.

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Lately I have been considering not going back into the Marine Corps. It has to do with three issues: Money, Professionalism, and Personnel Commitment. However, this is not to say that I will not join another branch or that I hate the Corps. I still love the Corps and I loved wearing the uniform. However, enough things have piled up to the point where I am sick of how the Corps is run.

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You know you're out of touch with your family when a friend has to tell you that your brother now has a blog. Or rather, that he has had a blog since september! Damn mine Irish eyes. Or, you could just read his blog. In other news, how about some philosophical-type Christmas gifts? Maybe a Finger Puppet featuring Schroedinger's Cat, maybe a Socrates Coffee mug for those early mornings, maybe

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Why is it whenever anyone from the Religious Right mentions family values, they do not mean families having those values, but rather those "values" being legally enforced? Case in point: SB 1234 of the California Penal Code. Recently signed into law by the "Governator", it allows the California Penal system to recognize Transexuals and intersexed peoples, rather than just shoving them into

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Okay, a bit of a conundrum today. Let me know what you think my course of action should be considering the following circumstances: Today, while at work, T (a fellow employee of UPS) and I were standing near the front of the store being bored when a pretty girl about 20-odd years old was approaching from the parking lot. "She's coming in to ask for a job." Says T. "I don't think so" I

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You know it's bad when someone mentions something that they've recently experienced to you and you reply "Aw, that's nothing. It's just a case of Aristotlean Transcendental Metaphysics." That's when I decided that maybe I love my major just a bit too much. I gotta get out more often. Sheesh.

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While doing some research for an Astronomy project I'm working on, I stumbled across NASA's Visible Earth Project. It's a collection of images taken from space...very neat stuff. Some of my favorites: Earth Lights (534K) Ireland New York on Sept. 12th, 2001 (2.26MB) Nasca lines in Peru Also, a little something extra: The Kepler mission.

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Sorry for being away for so long. All this working and schooling has killed what little time I had free for blogging. Now, however, I have learned how to fit it into my schedule. ***************** In the school of philosophy I tend to side with what is known as "Analytic Philosophy". While the name is certainly ambiguous, I generally take it to mean that I believe Philosophy is a branch of

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The other day I was calculating what my grades are right now. You know, seeing how hard I have to work to make that 4.0. Well, I got to thinking about the 4.0 scale. It's immensely unfair! On it, you can only get an "A" by hitting that .1. Everything else is a "B". Compared to the 100 point scale, in which case if you make a 90, it's still an "A". I wonder who came up with this nightmare?

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You know you're really a dork when you roll on the floor laughing after reading some of Thoughts Arguments and Rants. Or, if you prefer, here are a few of my favorites: Break up lines of Philosophers: The Cartesian: I’m having doubts about us. The Logical Positivist: Any goodness of our relationship is unverifiable. It’s meaningless. The Kantian: I like you, but I just can’t see universalizing

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Somedays I love being in college. I know I bitch about it a lot, but there are times when I love being in this environment. Today for example: Walking to one of my classes I ran across a girl and her boyfriend. I say her boyfriend because he had in his hand a leash leading to her dog-collared neck. I just had to smile at that. I mean, everyone loves kink at home, but who's willing to walk

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Wow. That's all I can say. This past week has been a myriad of confusing experiences. To begin my saga, it seems I finally found a job in the economic hellhole that is Carrollton. Despite the fact that the University here has 10,000 students, there is not a bookstore in town, nor was there a coffee shop (until last month). You can imagine how hard this makes a job-search. I was offered a

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Well sports fans, a little hiccup has come in the way of my path to blogdom. You see, due to a financial crunch this year I no longer have internet access at my house. So all future posting on this blog will have to be done from the lovely disinfectant-smelling confines of the Humanities Building's computer lab. Just wanted to let you all know in case you notice some changes. Take care.

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A little hip-shot of my trail of thought: Supposedly after my graduation this spring I'm going back to Europe for a little vacation. I can't wait to get back to Ireland (I miss decent beer, good weather, tasty scones, and beautiful Irish women). Because so many of my ramblings come from my travels, in a certain way I'm running out of stories to tell. All of my friends have heard my tales time

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I got a wonderful compliment yesterday. After arguing for what seemed like hours with someone that I find terribly annoying, I was quite surprised when they said they enjoyed our conversation. I was taken aback and frankly amazed. I always try to be polite and civil in my everyday life but this was something new. I doubt she knew how much she was irritating me. She then proceeded to tell me

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I have never really liked shaving. The process of dragging a sharpened piece of steel across the area of my body where several huge arteries and veins are is a somewhat uncomfortable process. In contrast to this, in the media I often see how much women supposedly like men who are smooth. In my head I have scenes ranging from James Bond to those idiots you see in MTVs Spring Break. The classic

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I went out for a run this morning, doing just 2 miles. I've been meaning to do that more lately, but I just haven't been motivated. Quite frankly I'm still pretty depressed. I'm getting all my work done but I just don't have that fire in my belly that I had last year. I'm getting better with time though. Physically I'm doing okay, the knee isn't really hurting anymore, it is, however, a

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From Cancer Giggles: I Like Monkeys The pet store was selling them for $5 a piece. I thought that odd since they were normally a couple thousand each. I decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth. I bought 200. I like monkeys. I took my 200 monkeys home. I have a big car. I let one drive. His name was Sigmund. He was retarded. In fact, none of them were really bright. They kept punching

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Some photos from when I was at Callaway Gardens: A restaurant that we ate at: The view from said restaurant: One of the gardens (with Koi fish): Where we went for ice cream: A little something for Heather:

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I recently got a little note in my email arguing that an 8th grade education in 1895 was actually pretty good. I'm sure some of you have gotten it as well. If not, you can read it at Office Humor. After I read this, something my former German professor said to me bubbled up from my unconscious. Paraphrased, he said "I'm trying to uphold the educational standards of this institution by myself.

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Okay, a more comprehensive update on my life. I've got to make it quick though, my lady friend and I are heading down to Callaway Gardens. We've got a nice little cottage reserved and a weekend of strolling through botanical gardens ahead of us. Good, no? I, physically, am doing pretty well. While my knee has not fully healed, it has reduced itself to a minor ache. Except when I run.

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Well, I haven't posted in a while...so here's something utterly mundane and not that interesting: I'm dating someone. She's older than me, but I don't have a problem with that. In fact, it's actually kind of nice. Older women know what they want better than these 21 and 22 year-olds I've been dating. So things are cool with me...

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A little humor to go around: One for France and One for the Patriot Act. Thanks to Fort Liberty.

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Shouldn't it be illegal to call something a documentary when it's political propaganda? Well, no it shouldn't really (we have enough damn laws as it is). But still. I personally don't believe the tinfoil-hat types. And catering to sympathy for wounded servicemen is low. Really low. How about something different for a change? Oh, and the French still suck. And they surrender.

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God I love The Onion. Their political coverage is always excellent.

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After I got back from my run I watched the 10 o'clock news (or at least part of it). One of their major pieces was on Bitter Orange, a supplement similar to Epehedra (which, as we all know has been banned by the FDA). FOX 5 (the local news station) even had a legal activist (is there such a term) on whose (fully grown and a soldier in the Army) son had died from taking Ephedra. She pledged

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