Category: Blatherings

  • A Little Story I Made Up

    Alyssa asked me to tell her a story over IM. So I did. And since I had already typed it all out, I figured I might as well make you all suffer just like she did when she was reading it. Anyway, here it is, unedited:

    there was a little boy named Jimmy
    Jimmy grew up in Arkansas
    His daddy was a farmer
    and he didn’t have a mommy
    it was just him and his daddy
    they lived on the farm that had been passed down through the generations
    there was a man named hank
    who came and bought the produce from Jimmy’s dad, Bruce
    Hank and Bruce came to become good friends over the years
    in fact, Jimmy and Bruce rarely saw anyone but Hank
    Jimmy always wondered why his daddy did not like other people
    but it didn’t bother him much
    they always asked Hank for certain odds and ends from town
    and in fact, Bruce didn’t even send Jimmy to school
    he didn’t want Jimmy interacting with the other kids much
    but Bruce wanted his son to be educated nonetheless
    so he had Hank buy books for Jimmy
    he tought Jimmy how to read
    but beyond that, he didn’t know much
    but since he had books, he could teach himself things
    when he was 15, he decided that he was starting to get interested in Economics
    unfortunately, he didn’t have any Economics books
    he didn’t ask for much from his daddy, but his daddy always got him whatever he asked for
    so the next time Hank came by, Bruce asked him to bring back an economics book
    “Bruce,” Hank said, “sorry, but the price of corn has gone down. There isn’t enough to cover the cost of a book.”
    Jimmy was let down, but he wasn’t one to complain
    It was a year later, and the price of corn still hadn’t gone up
    Jimmy was getting tired of the books that he had
    so in his boredom, he set out to town
    he had to try to find a way to make some more money
    There, he saw another farmer, who sold his produce himself in town
    they got to talking, and Jimmy explained how he just wanted some more books
    the conversation got to the subject of the price of corn
    “Yeah I’m just here in town today to pick me up a new pair of snakeskin boots! On sale for $150! What with the price of corn going up, and all!”
    Jimmy was shocked
    “You must be confused, old man.”
    Jimmy walked away only in half belief of the old man
    he didn’t want to believe him
    but at the same time, he had to find out more
    he trusted old Hank, so he decided to go find out more
    he went to Hank’s office, but no one was there
    He stepped in the door, and went to the desk to write a note to Hank. He started to write – “Hank, we need to talk. Thanks. – Jimmy”
    as he placed the note on a piece of paper on the desk, he saw the price being paid to other farmers
    it was far more than what was being paid to old Bruce
    he was already very mad, but he had to find out more
    he went rifling through the file cabinet, and found out that poor Bruce had been swindled his whole life by Hank, but never this bad!
    all in all, Bruce was owed over $30,000
    Furious, he went home to Bruce
    he explained the situation; Bruce was heartbroken
    Bruce was so distraught, that he just retired to his bedroom
    come next morning, Bruce did not come out for breakfast at normal time of 6:30am
    Jimmy knocked on the door
    Bruce said, “I’ll be out soon.”
    7 am came, then 8am
    by 9am, Jimmy knew that Bruce would not be out for a long while
    after checking on his father and seeing him just curled up in bed, Jimmy decided that he had to take matters into his own hands
    he could not stand to see his father like this
    Jimmy hopped in the tractor, and lumbered along at 15mph to town, 40 miles away
    2 hours and 40 minutes later, he arrived
    he drove right up to Hank’s office
    in fact, he didn’t just drive right up to it
    he drove right THROUGH it
    the office was now split in two
    on one side was Hank, sitting dumbfounded at his desk
    Jimmy was about 130 pounds; Hank was about 250 pounds and known for his great strength
    nonetheless, Jimmy walked right up to Hank’s desk and looked him right in his eyes
    didn’t say a word
    Hank opened a drawer at his desk
    and pulled out…
    his checkbook
    he walked right out of the split open office, due east
    (the farm was west)
    for two weeks, no one saw or heard from Hank
    Jimmy tended to the farm while Bruce lay in bed most of the day, only coming out for meals
    after the two weeks passed, Jimmy discovered an envelope in the mailbox with no return address
    it had two items in it:
    a blank check made out to Bruce
    a small slip of paper that said “sorry”
    Jimmy cashed the check for $30,000 and upgraded the farm significantly
    Hank was never heard from again
    unfortunately, Bruce just wanted his friend back
    the end

  • Not Working is Treating Me Well

    It’s the middle of my first week without a job. It is going great so far. I’ve been waking up at a decent time so far – 7:30 to 8am. And I’ve made it to the library and reached my study goal each day.

    If things keep going as they are, I’ll be able to pass this first test within about 2-3 weeks. If I had a job during all this, you can guaran-damn-tee that it would take me months to be able to pass this first test. I honestly feel so much more productive without a job.

  • Thanks

    Dear Guy that Peed on the Toilet Seat,

    Thanks.

    Sincerely,
    Stuart Matthews

  • I’m Coining This One

    You can measure the change in your life by the change on your keychain.

  • Wha Happen?

    This pretty much sums up all that is wrong with the world: Parker Brothers releases version of Monopoly using debit cards instead of cash

    Seriously, who doesn’t love having a big ol’ wad of Monopoly cash?

  • Unnecessary Arguments, Part II

    Following up on yesterday’s post about global warming, I thought of another example of an unnecessary argument. This one has to do with gay marriage.

    Social conservatives sometimes argue that it is a choice to be gay, not something that you are born with. The liberals bite.

    It shouldn’t be about why someone is gay. It should be about equal rights alone. It should be about being able to marry any consenting adult, whether you are straight or gay, or even if the relationship based completely on friendship alone – a “life partner” type arrangement.

  • Unnecessary Arguments

    There are a few things that I believe in strongly enough where I think that the other side is just plain wrong. Global warming, for me, has quickly become one of those issues. Saving ourselves from rapid climate change must be one of our very highest priorities.

    Some of the arguments from the other side are absolutely absurd. They don’t have anything to stand on, so they just start making shit up. Even those that agree that there is or might be global climate change argue that if we were to do something about it, it would ruin our economy.

    And the rest of us give in to this argument. Not give in in terms of agreeing with it. But we give in when we even argue that at all. We let them change the argument. Now it isn’t about global climate change, it is about the economy. First of all, our footing isn’t nearly as steady when talking about the effect on the economy as it is when talking about science – things like CO2 emissions and temperature change. Even if it was as solid – What is the point? Our main argument is that we are putting ourselves at risk of massive flooding and millions of deaths worldwide. Who cares about the economy when faced with these prospects?

    This post inspired by this post on ThinkProgress.

  • *grumble*

    Patience is a bitch sometimes. And so is only getting a few hours sleep, even for just a couple days.

  • Drunk Observeration of the Night

    A high five is not great unless it hurts.

    Furthermore, I will likely delete this in the morning.

    Maybe not. That may or may not have been added for comedic effect. I have Biff here reading what I type, and the combination of my typos and his drunken verbal screw-ups are highly…amusing.

    Done. (If I wanted to be artsy, I would say “fin.”)