7,000,000,000

If I could meet everybody, I think I would be able to write a worthwhile blog. As if everybody would come up to me and want to shake my hand and give me their "elevator pitch".  On day 8187 I ponder my very position and what where ill be next year. Doing me and taking care of myself present the brick and mortar to the fortress the protects my castle as I stand tippee-toe on a ladder, the ground too close for comfort. I want to get these dreams off the ground and I think If I could meet everybody they could help me do me.  The sad part is that people are satisfied with their 8 person circle and hate to get out of it, even if we are talking Google + I wish I could go back 4 years ago and walk into a Party in which i know Nobody at the UV's with 12 bottles in a box. 12 indispensable bottles of beer representing the best brew any of us freshman could afford. I would have turned those 12 bottles into 3-5 new friends and possibly expanded my already beautiful network of friends. I love my friends, all of them, even the ex's who have been nothing but assets to me since removed from humble beginnings.

Being young and in Love is special, and I am besides familiar with it. I try to let it take care of itself but I’m realizing that It will require a reservoir of energy and consistent effort on my part.  When I am forced to turn the on switch I must be warned that I always try my best and usually the effort directs me into the very waysprings of Stress.
“Aint no such thing as halfway Crooks”

Taking things one day at a time, with no apparition for future plans become a conflict when you want to meet the 7 Billion people who share the air. We trust each other as we get into our cars. I want to take it a step further and really understand the Opposite Sex but when the line is pitched and I start letting people down I will suddenly realize that there are just too many people sharing the narrow resources we consume so destructively.

1.8 people die every second. 4.1 are born every second.

I sense custody about every relationship, and welcome new ones, try to regenerate the old. I love my social circle and try to be the one erecting bridges and manufacturing links. Slowly I realize the most important people will be met in the least estimated fashion. While I tell myself I am attracted to women of  a certain grandeur, I will probably fall in love with my server from the restaurant I didn’t want to go to but rather was forced into. Now with other open loops in my head I cant leave it to chance rather open my mind to possibilities created by Nature. 

My very existence comes from a Father and Mother who broke every rule to bring to bring me here. While I will dabble into my creation in the future I must mention a small belief into “Love at first sight”. I Thank God for that.  Then we can go into the polar opposite and the detestation created by our complex outlook of the world. There are those before me on a Friday night getting drunk off the Bible, Getting Drunk off a basketball or even Getting drunk falling in love. I’m just getting drunk, and I never solicited for a Hangover yet it seems to Subsequent rather than Consequent.

The Human Race got to 7 billion people, thanks to the Indian rabbits who are so good at being classy about it and pretty good at math. But I don’t know if she is going to be Indian. Getting less into numbers and more into words, my written Destiny involves happiness I couldn’t manufacture and a story to sure to please any crowd. I just keep an open mind, Ambitious girl is one of now 7 Billion deducting my family and dividing by 2.something genders. While I Fein for any excuse for “out with the old, in with the new” I understand from 8188 im going to wake up, and I’m going to send her a text message that will Fuckin make her day, yet im I feel uncomfortable to say. Its been way too long and I feel like im way too cool. Yet in the Grand Scheme of things. It Hasn't been that Long, and Amoungst 7 Billion people, Im not that cool.

LightWork

Friend of the People

The Wellsprings

In many ways this preoccupation with economics is unfortunate, for 1929 was a year of many marvels. In particular, it was on of those years that marvelously illuminate human motives and the very Wellsprings of human behavior.
-  John Kenneth Galbraith

I want to write but i have writers block. I have taken an extra credit assignment in which I choose a classic book about economics and read it and write a report. Its due on finals day and there is no page limit or anything else to guide me. I just pick a book off the list and write about it. The amount of extra credit is rediculous (up to 20% of the total class grade) so  I decided to jump on it.

The word "wellsprings" kinda jumped out at me, I like how it was used and I cant wait to use it in a sentence this Friday. This Friday Im going on a date. A date. In order to be able to execute it, i should practice it in sentances.  Lets go.

1. The very wellsprings of my love for live rests in between 2 basketball hoops.
2. I used to drink out of the wellsprings of jungle juice. Now i get a hangover just looking at anything besides gin.
3. When I read my old posts, i understand i am looking at the wellsprings of my thoughts.
4. To get where he is, and he could probably beat me one on one, My brother took to the very wellsprings of hustle and cardiovascular activity.
5. I will never reach the wellsprings of organization if i dont start with a clean room.

BTW this book is so old that it has a punch card that dates to 1970. And "The Great Crash" was written in 1954 which I think gets to the very wellsprings of cool.
 

Think Different.

Steve Jobs never sacrificed imagination. What a great quality. People said no and he persisted. He changed the game on a regular basis. An incredible inspiration and he left us a legacy of products that defied convention, and shaped culture. I blog exclusively from the MacBook Pro. Yesterday it was announced that the iPhone was releasing for Sprint and the Phandroid in me got shook by Apple Magic. Well see how this plays out but the moral of the story is that Mr. Jobs was as confident about his product as much as he was confident about his deterioration. Maybe it was written.

My Man Ranting.

 

I'm going to encourage this cat to keep doing what he is doing.