I think I like this video a bit too much…
I also think my blog is turning into a copy of Vidspot.net…. I promise some real long posts are in the works. Post a comment please?
My Love Wand….
So I got this email today and the subject line was as follows…. “Prepare your love wand for the next battle pi.”
The body read….
“Show to your girl your NEW 9″
A link to some site I didn’t click.
ken grow oilman icky kept image keynes.olsen gripe jocose weak tundra ado.
fbi ham cerium.
Ahhh spammers make me laugh sometimes. The sad thing though is that some people actually follow through w/ this garbage. I guess the broken English and randomness is too enticing for them. I like my “love wand” exactly how it is right now.
Sleep…
Here comes a video post in honor of my lack of going to sleep today. Enjoy!
I Welcome You Back to My World…
Alright folks, its been about 6-7 months since I graduated college, and I’ve noticed some dramatic changes in my life. Asides from having a lot more free time to work on random projects and play video games, I’ve noticed that the amount of writing that I do from day-to-day has almost come to a halt. In order to combat this, I am re-starting my blog. Fans of my retired Live Journal should expect the same sort of witty posts but on a more routine basis. Also I hope to throw in some tech related posts and maybe even some funny You Tube videos. Just keep your eyes peeled.
Now, in order to stay focused on this thing I am pretty much giving up on a lot of the social networking sites like Myspace, Facebook (and maybe even Twitter). This will be the new place where you can see what I’m up to. So from here on out, all that I ask from you is that you tune in regularly (or subscribe to the RSS feed on the right), and post the occasional comment. I thank you in advance.
As a reward to you, the reader for tuning in, I have re-posted one of my more entertaining and well written literary pieces from a few years ago. I actually handed this in to my English 111 course during my first semester at college. Enjoy!
Have you ever witnessed an act of stupidity that was simply intolerable? I have been in that boat many times before and am still baffled that this stupidity goes by unpunished from day to day. It has gotten so bad that recently I’ve been noticing warning labels on products describing concepts so wacky that I had to take a second glance to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. Warning labels informing us that our coffee is hot, that car sun shades should not be in place while the car is in motion, and even bottles of sleeping pills that beckon “May cause drowsiness.” I don’t think that we should be warning the masses to solve this problem, rather punishing those that commit the act of stupidity. The only punishment that I see fit for the act of stupidity is humiliating confinement.
If we confine those that commit the acts of stupidity, we can easily neutralize the problem and even monitor them for the sake of humor. But where exactly should we keep all of these people? I found that gymnasiums, arenas, and sports domes seem to be best suited for housing mass amounts of people, and some even feature soft, padded walls. If we keep them down on the main floor, typically where all of the sporting events take place, we can make it a spectacle for all to see. With the stupid people trapped in these arenas and gyms, I’m sure that wackiness worth televising will ensue. The owners of the confinement chambers, as I like to call them, can even profit from this idea by charging a few dollars entrance fee for those wanting to see real stupidity at its finest. The only major problem that we still have to overcome is determining who belongs in the stands, and who deserves the spotlight on stage.
Typically with any kind of containment center there has to be a way or reason for someone to be forced into staying there for a period of time. In order to gain access to the main stage, in other words be considered as an idiot, someone must witness you committing an act of stupidity. Acts of stupidity include saying stupid things (thinking before you speak), instances where you lack common sense, and any instance where you really make yourself look like a fool via stupid acts. In order to punish those that commit acts of stupidity, the governing system will rely on everyday citizens to turn in one another. Anyone from relatives, friends, and even total strangers can turn you in for your actions. Punishments will vary in length depending upon how terribly stupid an act was. Sentences can be anywhere from a few hours up to one week in confinement.
With the stupid people “locked up” for lengthy sentences, how will this enforcement actually change those being punished? It works on more of a psychological level that makes a repeat offender not want to go back into confinement. In order to avoid a return visit to the confinement center one may begin to think before they speak, or think things out before attempting something. The humiliation of being in the public’s eye under these circumstances; where anyone can pay to see, laugh, and snicker at those contained within, can be very harsh but might be what it takes to put an end to stupidity. Too enhance the humiliation factor of the punishment, all that are serving a sentence will be forced to wear wacky clothing, and put puzzles together all day long. To make things more interesting, they will only be allowed to speak by spelling each individual word out, letter by letter. Those not abiding by the rules will receive a pie in the face.
Just imagine the possibilities with this concept in the works. Stupid people will no longer bother you with their terrible ideas, randomly created thoughts, and unintelligent quandaries. Warning labels will no longer be necessary and the world will remain free from most forms of stupidity. The advantages of this program are nearly endless. Who knows, maybe even a television series will come about based on this concept. “The Stupidest People in America,” has a sort of nice ring to it. This idea has great potential to be a profitable, entertaining, and a worthwhile investment towards a brighter future. Look out Mrs. America, here comes Mr. Idiot.