html woes

so...i've kinda decided that it's a shame i don't know more html coding.

i guess that's my own fault.
i should probably work on it if i want to know more...
but it seems like such a waste of time, when instead of going out and learning the coding myself, i can just mimick, copy and paste things from other sources. hmmm...

and then there's the whole, "html is so over-rated, and we're all gonna come up with our own codes and use those instead to make it harder for people to figure out how to do stuff until they learn this new code" issue.
i'm almost anti-that...but only because i'm uneducated on the issue, and mildly unwilling to put forth any necessary efforts to conform.

i'm so anti-establishment...

:)

the box

so...the other day i'm in aberdeen, right? my uncle lives there...and he has a wood shop.
for the last few days i've had the idea that i'm gonna build a wooden box, in the shape of a conversation heart. a white one...with red lettering on the top...you know the wintermint flavor, necco type.

so, i get him to assist me. this means that i stand around and do a lot of watching while he does the work. he was super, and did an amazing job! he even supplied me with sandpaper and oil stain...

at home i finish it up...
sanding...
staining...
painting...

next thing i know...it's sunday, and i've got a grass ring on my finger.
hmmm...ideas...

so, that makes it up in my head...

i braid a ring out of grass...which fits my style of doing things well enough--corny and silly.
i have a couple boxes of hearts rigged up for my purposes...and it's off to town to run errands with mom.

so, i'm driving...whitney's next to me in the passenger seat. the candy boxes are in visible sight line position...the heart concealed under the spring-loaded lid over the cup holders.
after mild prompting, i get her to start eating the box i have prepared for her.
we're hoarding all the white ones that say "marry me," because that's the thing to do.
oddly enough...all of the white ones seem to say that.
weird...

as we're driving along, there's a point where we are no longer moving. at this point, it has been ascertained that all the white hearts say "marry me."
weird...

i comment on the weirdness of this, as i push the top of the spring-loaded lid.
POP!
(okay...more GENTLE SLIDE!....but that's not near as dramatic)

she has a funny look on her face.

i pull out the box, and take out the ring.

it's okay...looks aren't everything... lol... :P

i forgot to account for knuckles...dang it!

it goes on.

she still seems to not be totally coherent... :)

she said yes.

another one bites the dust

ok...so...ow!

i was riding my bike today (being as my car is a little out of commission...). i'm coming down state, by the construction, and need to get on the sidewalk.

no biggy, right?

do it all the time, right?

well, just as i'm about to pop my tire up onto the curb, i get this silly thought in my head: this is gonna hurt.

mosty i try to ignore it...

then i realize why...

as i mount the curb, my front tire decides to come off...with me still attached to said bike. the front end digs into the curb, and i proceed--with the back end of the bike--to go over the front end of the bike, onto the side walk. i manage to catch myself with my right knee and left wrist, and begin rolling across the sidewalk.

i figure, as i roll, that i'll just stop myself after one roll, right? no...there's another silly thought in my head that says this will cause more pain...and this time i listen a little faster. so, i roll myself a second time, and pop up onto my feet.

i quickly scan the surroundings. i hurriedly reach down, picking up the frame in my left hand and the front tire in my right, and walk on down the sidewalk as though nothing had happened...barely missing a beat!

i was so proud of my self...

sadly, i don't think anyone really saw it. there were a couple southbound cars passing...but i fear they may not have really caught the full beauty of the mishap. it's a shame that nobody was filming...it had to have been an amazing crash, just from the replays in my head... :)

hey...

so...i've realized that i may need to start carrying around a notebook with me to jot down ideas in...because i keep thinking of things that i want to write about...and then i forget by the time i get to a computer again.

grrr....

and, in other news...you (yes...you...right there...reading this...) should start making comments on posts as you read them. i know you read them--there's no denying that. so...what needs to happen now is interaction. that makes these things so much more worth while. just a line or two. that's all. as you feel it.
and i know you feel it.
you can't deny.
maybe you want to think you don't feel it...but as you read, you feel something.
you have a thought.
you want to say something.
go ahead...just do it!

cool...well that's all for now. tchao!

random thoughts at 2 am

so, i've been seeing a lot of movies lately. i blame this mostly on the fact that i "accidentally" subscribed to netflix... :)

anywho...this has led to me seeing several movies that deal with war, or are very closely related to war.

some of you may already know my particular thoughts on war (and by this, i mean most likely 3 of the 4 people i know who read this blog...). these have been deepened.

for those who don't know, my philosophies on war are as follows:

• war sucks...and should be avoided at all costs.
• i don't like war.
• there are few (and by that, i mean probably less than 5) things that could cause me to voluntarily go to war...this list does not include my country thinking it's a good idea to help out other countries with their problems. not that that's a bad thing to do...but there seem to be enough other people willing to make the sacrifice to help other nations that it doesn't necessitate my doing so--for which i'm thankful. coincidentally, if i were drafted for such a purpose, i would go. i wouldn't like it...but i'd do it. that is on the list.
• wars should be fought by the angry entities in question...and not by the masses under the control of said entities. i realize this becomes difficult to do at times...mostly because governments tend to be rather ethereal and non-physical entities. i'm still working on how to remedy that one...

so...like i was saying. these sentiments--and more than likely some others that i just haven't been able to make articulate yet--have become much reinforced over the last few days.

i really should have written this last night when i had all these thoughts in my head...but alas, i was sleepy, and i didn't have a computer at my disposal. oh well...

perhaps at this point i should clarify that i love my country very much. i have great respect for the enlisted men and women of this great nation who have and do look out for its welfare, as well as the greater altruistic causes that it concerns itself with. however...i don't feel it within my patriotic duties to get terribly involved in the life-threatening pursuits of other nation's affairs. perhaps this is merely a flaw in reasoning on my part. perhaps it is an ethical/moral weakness which i need to overcome. be that as it may. if i get sent to hell for that...i'm ok with it, for now at least.

but basically, i've been pondering...and i've decided that war--even more than i realized before--is silly. i can't explain it better than that. it's silly, and should be done away with. in general, neither of the military units that are facing one another, shooting bullets in each other's respective direction, has anything against the person werf is shooting at. in fact, i'm sure they would be really good friends if they just sat down and talked to each other and played a game of rummikub or something...

so...WHY do we need be out killing ourselves? there's no one that wants to be out there...everyone is just following the orders given by somebody a heck of lot higher up than werfself. and...eventually, it all comes down to politics (which, for those who are unaware, is the silliest game known to mankind!).

silly, silly politics.

and pride.

silly, silly pride.

why can't we all just be friends, play nice and talk out our differences? the world would be such a loverlier place to live...