I went to a baseball game recently, it was played in a dome.(that will be important later.) As you walk in you see the usual baseball fare, hotdogs, nachos, beer, peanuts, pretzels. Pretty much nil that is healthy or good for you. Interspersed throughout the signs advertising copious amounts of alcohol and cholesterol are signs that read "NO SMOKING". Makes sense I guess. Buy all this other stuff that is slowly killing you and draining the pockets of health systems all over, just don't smoke. Look around, you can see how health and fitness figure substantially into Americans' obese, sedentary lifestyle. Childhood diabetes, anyone? I digress.

The theory is that second hand smoke can kill, second hand fat cannot. True in theory, so let's talk second hand.
(This is where the dome comes into play.) Whenever the home team hit a dinger, they shot off fireworks. Combustible material that creates smoke. Huge amounts of smoke. I'm talking from the infield to the bleachers, I'm talking haze. The players and the fans sat in this toxic mist virtually the whole game. It seemed odd to me, because even if everyone in the stadium chain smoked for two hours straight, we could not have created the immoveable cloud that enveloped two-thirds of the stadium. No one seemed concerned. In fact, plenty of people cheered for the bright lights in the sky.

The weird thing is, even through the smog I could still... just... make out the NO SMOKING signs. Ah Irony. I'll take mine unfiltered.

Smoke 'em if you got 'em

theblaast
citizen

Sometimes, even in the world we currently live in, it's still possible to feel exhilaration. Rare, I know, but it is still there. It's not going to be in the obvious place. It will totally surprise you. Sure there are every day situations that, arguably, the net emotion could be exhilaration. Winning a minor amount in the lottery for instance, might be misconstrued as exhilaration. A particularily intense physical session, might leave you "exhilarated".
Beating your girlfriend in scrabble might leave a feeling that could be mistaken as, well you know.

I would argue that though these things are very exciting, they are not quite exhilarating. It seems to me that running down a purse snatcher would be exhilarating, winning millions would probably be exhilarating, taking the regional Scrabble tournament on your first entry, would be exhilarating. Ya know, things you don't expect. I might just be splitting hairs, but tonight I feel exhilarated...Not just excited. I feel the difference. I remember feeling it before, at different times, in my life. It's always a little more intense. I always bite my nails and I can't stop pacing.
My throat gets dry. Yet I perform, no matter what the situation. Not just perform, perform perfectly...at least that's the way it felt to me. Which ever, the end result is Exhilaration. And that is all right.

I might have peed a little,

theblaast
citizen

In the ever invasive religous fervor that seems to permeate society, we now have museums that enlighten it's visitors with the story of dinosaurs on the ark. Once the ark landed in central Asia, two of every single living thing, hop out and start repopulating the Earth. How do other swaths of land recieve their biblical bounty, you ask? The animals and dinos floated across vast seas on billions of logs, ripped out by the deluge. One exhibit shows baby dinosaurs and little children frolicking together. It's just like the Flintstones! Of course the Earth and heavens were created by God in six days, six thousand years ago. Caine married his sister to people the earth. Which could explain why up to 50% of Americans actually buy this nonsense...inbreeding.

What is really ironic is that the lunatics that go and marvel at the displays, drive there. You know, using fossil fuel to power their automobile. Wonder how that gets reconciled in their little brains. It's probably just easier not to think about it and just believe.
As these people walk around the museum they are probably in awe of the exhibits, very lifelike. Amazing what we can do with science isn't? We can make scenes in a museum come to life, build state of the art buildings and fill them up with all kinds of technology. All to show how science doesn't work. Wow.

In a time in American history when we are being out produced in technolgy, out done in terms of medical research, and out educated in math and science, when we have things like faith based initiatives, bible camp, home schooling, the army of god, and evangelical "universities", I was wondering what else could be done to perpetuate the dumbing down of America. Thank you Kentucky and your creationist museum for descending from the heavens to save us from common sense.

Be very, very afraid,

theblaast
citizen

I play accoustic guitar and have found the best strings out there. They are called elixers. They have a coating that helps to inhibit the damage caused by the inevitable oil and dead skin that plagues all playing. It usually gives me an extra two months of strumming before they start to sound dead. The coating also enables your fingers to move more freely as there is less friction. They come in Accoustic and Electric, with all the guage choices availiabe in other strings. A little more expensive per pack, but you will change your strings less, and they sound great. Good playing.

notes, chords, and dead skin,

theblaast
citizen

A couple of weeks ago the bloated, multi-chinned, hate monger died, but not all of his chins did. Turns out two of his seven chins were kept alive by the many miracles purchased by Fallwel's flock.(64.95 for a regular miracle, not a bad deal.) Though the two chins were in very bad shape, they did survive. Look for them to continue the hate filled, repressive, un-american, and vile agenda that Christ himself had bestowed upon his favorite son, Jerry Fallwel.

The lord works in mysterious ways. Taking such a good man like Jerry, but leaving a couple of his chins to continue the fight. Divine. Look for his chins to battle tolerance and humanity for a long time to come. All the while selling bullshit at a very reasonable price.

Compari anyone?

Going Straight to Hell,

theblaast
citizen