Recently, the word "potato" keeps coming out of my mouth, and I have no idea why. I don't even like them all that much Usually, the first things I think of when I hear this word are: potato famine (obvious historical reason), eyes, and Veggie Tales. Is Mr. Lunt a potato? He has no eyes. Maybe they were trying to be ironic. (Oh...nevermind. A quick google has revealed that Mr. Lunt is indeed a "decorative gourd.')
But I just had this odd but somewhat humorous (or so I think) thought the other day. Everyone has heard of the horror flick "The Hills Have Eyes." I've never actually viewed it, seeing as how I am an incredibly pathetic movie-goer in terms of psychological-scarring-tolerance. So though I have never seen the movie, and I do not intend to in the near future, I thought it would be funny if it had been set in Ireland instead of California. Then, the the hills really would have eyes. Ha ha.
I'm sorry if that was anticlimactic for you, but I just really needed to blog about potatoes.
So, to save this from becoming the second extremely short post in a row, let's talk about potatoes some more. I don't like baked potatoes all that much. They're boring, unless they are all loaded and dressed and ready to go. Potatoes in stir-fry are really starchy and also not very exciting. However, potato fries and potato chips are a few objects of my love for food, though perhaps it is really a love for fat and oil and not for potatoes. Potatoes in clam chowder are good. Actually, stews and soups are good in general except over-salted chili, noodle soup, chowder, etc. But I'll save soups for another day.
Talk to me about potatoes in the comments. Potato.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Happiness and Jesus.
I just needed to get this off my chest.
I love Jesus.
Even though there are 1209410297 bad things happening in the world that I don't even want to think about, I love Jesus. Do people help the world when they worry and share stories of torture, trials, tribulation, and hopelessness? Does the media improve society by making it seem like the world and its sin have already fallen to ruins?
No.
But happiness and love spread, and thus far, I have only seen improvement in lives when these two things are shared and meditated on.
Look this one up: 1 Corinthians 13:4-8. Love never fails.
I love Jesus.
I love Jesus.
Even though there are 1209410297 bad things happening in the world that I don't even want to think about, I love Jesus. Do people help the world when they worry and share stories of torture, trials, tribulation, and hopelessness? Does the media improve society by making it seem like the world and its sin have already fallen to ruins?
No.
But happiness and love spread, and thus far, I have only seen improvement in lives when these two things are shared and meditated on.
Look this one up: 1 Corinthians 13:4-8. Love never fails.
I love Jesus.
Monday, September 6, 2010
The Beach.
Presented to you in incomplete sentences and with appreciation.
Ocean spray and unpredictable tides.
Dead fish. And worms. (a.k.a. having to watch where you walk if you're paranoid, like me.)
Old women with pearl jewelry who tan into leather and oblivion.
Trying to be cool by running on the beach and wondering if you look like an idiot in the process because you're trying not to trip and not to step on dead fish, worms, etc.
Stealing seashells.
How people change their race. (Black people stay black, most everyone else becomes Hispanic, and Asians become white in comparison.)
Seafood restaurants that use frozen seafood even though they are literally 100 feet from the ocean.
But the food is still awesome and fried. Sometimes cooked in lard.
Piers thousands of feet long.
Tides washing everything away.
Ridiculously cute beachfront houses in Easter egg colors.
Ocean breezes, which make 90 degree days feel like 85.
Watching people fish while walking down the pier and wondering at:
The ocean eating things when she's hungry. (i.e. Dad's glasses a few years back)
Imagining Africa or Asia on the other side.
Hot sand.
Ocean spray and unpredictable tides.
Dead fish. And worms. (a.k.a. having to watch where you walk if you're paranoid, like me.)
Old women with pearl jewelry who tan into leather and oblivion.
Trying to be cool by running on the beach and wondering if you look like an idiot in the process because you're trying not to trip and not to step on dead fish, worms, etc.
Stealing seashells.
How people change their race. (Black people stay black, most everyone else becomes Hispanic, and Asians become white in comparison.)
Seafood restaurants that use frozen seafood even though they are literally 100 feet from the ocean.
But the food is still awesome and fried. Sometimes cooked in lard.
Piers thousands of feet long.
Tides washing everything away.
Ridiculously cute beachfront houses in Easter egg colors.
Ocean breezes, which make 90 degree days feel like 85.
Watching people fish while walking down the pier and wondering at:
- Korean people's awesome hats
- kids who have climbed over the railing and are sitting with their feet dangling far above the ocean, unfathomable to people afraid of heights like me
- Korean people's epic fishing skills
- looking down through the wood planks and being scared of heights
- Korean people's sunglasses
- old people who just chat and fish all day
- and Korean people.
The ocean eating things when she's hungry. (i.e. Dad's glasses a few years back)
Imagining Africa or Asia on the other side.
Hot sand.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Who cares?
A while ago a teacher of mine was teaching the class some technology history. When we reached the slides concerning the present day in his PowerPoint, he pointed out that they referred to the "Information Age." However, he prefers to call this day and age the "Who Cares? Age."
Honestly, though. Who cares? Why do people blog, Tweet, and update their Facebook profiles constantly? All of these are useless unless they are used to benefit or enrich other people. Let's take a look at them...
BLOGS.
I have come across too many blogs that are filled with inside jokes that no one on the internet will even understand and complaints about their boyfriend/girlfriend/life. Of all the blogs that I have read, including my own, only a select few seem worthy of sucking up space on the internet. Admittedly, mine isn't a very good one, but I hope it isn't annoying, at least. The only ones that seems to be of note seem to either talk about food, talk about design, or make me laugh. All the others are just diaries...seriously, folks, you have no privacy on the internet. Chew on that.
TWITTER.
I'm not very familiar with Twitter, but I really never got the hype. Isn't it the same thing as Facebook status updates, except for the fact that you can change your settings so that the WHOLE WORLD is stalking your every move? I have to say that, for once, Miley Cyrus got something right. She was on the David Letterman show and mentioned something about Tweets and how they sometimes read, "i lost my lucky bracelet:(" and then five minutes later, "yay! found my lucky bracelet!" Who cares????
FACEBOOK.
Also known as: the online social network most abused by the demographic of middle schoolers and high school freshmen. What is this with this "Like" business? Why is it necessary to "Like" "pages"? Why do you clog up cyberspace with fifty pictures of yourself in the same pose in the bathroom mirror? Why do your status updates read "I'm lonely"? Why don't you do something meaningful with your life instead of rotting in front of a screen and complaining about why no one likes you? Again, you have no privacy on the internet. It's time to log off our Facebook profiles for the first time in a day...all together, now...
So there's my rant. And now I will go write a post about beaches. That may sound a bit hypocritical, but trust me. It won't be about me tanning on the beach and eating popsicles with my "bff's for lyfe lols!", so you don't have to care. :)
Honestly, though. Who cares? Why do people blog, Tweet, and update their Facebook profiles constantly? All of these are useless unless they are used to benefit or enrich other people. Let's take a look at them...
BLOGS.
I have come across too many blogs that are filled with inside jokes that no one on the internet will even understand and complaints about their boyfriend/girlfriend/life. Of all the blogs that I have read, including my own, only a select few seem worthy of sucking up space on the internet. Admittedly, mine isn't a very good one, but I hope it isn't annoying, at least. The only ones that seems to be of note seem to either talk about food, talk about design, or make me laugh. All the others are just diaries...seriously, folks, you have no privacy on the internet. Chew on that.
TWITTER.
I'm not very familiar with Twitter, but I really never got the hype. Isn't it the same thing as Facebook status updates, except for the fact that you can change your settings so that the WHOLE WORLD is stalking your every move? I have to say that, for once, Miley Cyrus got something right. She was on the David Letterman show and mentioned something about Tweets and how they sometimes read, "i lost my lucky bracelet:(" and then five minutes later, "yay! found my lucky bracelet!" Who cares????
FACEBOOK.
Also known as: the online social network most abused by the demographic of middle schoolers and high school freshmen. What is this with this "Like" business? Why is it necessary to "Like" "pages"? Why do you clog up cyberspace with fifty pictures of yourself in the same pose in the bathroom mirror? Why do your status updates read "I'm lonely"? Why don't you do something meaningful with your life instead of rotting in front of a screen and complaining about why no one likes you? Again, you have no privacy on the internet. It's time to log off our Facebook profiles for the first time in a day...all together, now...
So there's my rant. And now I will go write a post about beaches. That may sound a bit hypocritical, but trust me. It won't be about me tanning on the beach and eating popsicles with my "bff's for lyfe lols!", so you don't have to care. :)
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