Life is so amazing sometimes

Brady Joseph, welcome to the world! I know in some small way you will make it a better place, there is loads of love around you. The world really is an amazing place, it truely is your oyster, and the people are wonderful, please don't ever become jaded and bitter, don't give in to the apathy!

I've got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I love my Ipod shuffle, with it I can create the perfect soundtrack for schleping around my wonderful city. It only holds about 100 tracks which is perfect for a day, and I can change it frequently, depending on my mood or the weather. Most everyone has an Ipod, or some sort of portable music device they listen to while going about their day, which can create an isolated society, unlike the boom boxes of the early eighties, which were meant for sharing your beats with your fellow pedestrians. Social stigmas seem to reinforce this bubble we keep ourselves in while enveloped in the life of a city. I have a hard time adhering to these restraints. I have a hard time restraining my body from the amazing beats penetrating my ears. How can I possibly be expected not to move while Modest Mouse is belting out Shit Luck in my head? I find it impossible not to dance on the train to the Beastie Boy's Professor Booty, which I consider to be the perfect song. How can one just stand still on the corner while OK Go's Million Way's to be Cruel is in your head and not be affected? It is time to put a stop to the music apathy, rock out if the dance commander orders you to! Music is an art which you can phyisically express, technology has made listening to amazing music easier and better and much more portable. It would be pure splender if we did not have to constrain ourselves from the fantastic beats which consume us, if it was okay to dance a bit or sing a little to the music moving us, even share a perfect song with the dull, lifeless stranger walking next to us. It shouldn't matter if you think your voice is rubbish or you aren't a good dancer, it's just fun. It is always great to see people enjoying themselves, no matter how dorky you think you look, and it makes your city a better place to hang out in.

Oh the randomness of it all

I tend to make too many excuses for the things that I like, for my guilty pleasures, for the lifestyle which I can afford, for the goals I am working on, but have taken me a bit longer to accomplish. While it is trite to quote a bad pop artist, but like Sheryl Crowe said, "If it makes you happy, it can't be that bad." I really have much fun indulging in my guilty pleasures and, while I think New Years Resolutions are self-righteously ridiculous, I feel that the time has come for me to make my first ever New Years Resolution. I will stop apologizing for the things in life that make me happy, and that are so uncool. First of all, the self-realization is manifested that I have never been, nor ever will be cool, I am a dork and must hold my dork head high! I still want to be Princess Lea for Halloween, I cheese out from dorky awfull jokes, I love to dance to gettin' jiggy wit it, Tom Jones and Neil Diamond. I love watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer, CSPAN, Check Please, Globe Trekker, Original Star Trek episodes, and yes, I do love Sex and the City. I feel sad if I miss "This American Life" on Friday, and feel compeletly daft if I get an answer wrong on "Wait, Wait Don't Tell Me." I deeply love making snowmen, quoting Monty Python incessantly, skater punks in the Mid-West driving the old folks crazy in grocery store parking lots, and I miss wearing combat boots bouncing around to the Ramones! I enjoy reading the CIA World Fact Book, dictionaries, Douglas Adams, Calvin and Hobbes and Shel Silverstein. So the truth rears it's ugly head, and I am not ashamed. I am a dork of massive proportions, and that is going to have to be okay.