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                                                                    "Musiques" by Serre

RECREATIONAL POST #3: HUMOR

            To put it in the most open way possible, humor is one of the most brilliant, and the most annoying things humans can use in life. Me, personally, I have always looked for something to laugh at. Not in a way like bullying, but in a way to just laugh. Some people tell me I have a very good sense of humor while others tell me they don’t understand half the jokes that come out of my mouth. I don’t try to be funny because I feel one who is funny should never have to force. Humor is defined as the quality of being amusing or comic, especially as expressed in literature or speech. I get a feeling of biliousness as I see these people who rely on their humor or attempt at it simply to make friends. I think once being funny becomes more of a chore it loses some of that power it holds. That is all I have to say for now.

P.E.N.T.C.I

It Wouldn't Hurt Not To Read This (update #8)

Hello everyone, and welcome to another edition of Me Talking. You ever feel like the year just dies down after New Year’s Day? In my family, most of our birthdays fall in the autumn and winter seasons, but after that, nothing really happens. I mean yeah there’s Valentine’s Day and my Mother’s birthday, but we don’t really make as big of a deal about those holidays as we do for other holidays. It’s sort of funny because where I’m at right now it’s spring weather so I have this urge to go out and play soccer and catch, but it’s the middle of December. I’m most likely going out today. Even though I’m on break, I have this feeling that I’m supposed to do something. I don’t really like doing nothing. You probably won’t find me just sitting around listening to music or something. I feel like this post is getting off topic, which I hate. Am I getting off topic? Oh, by the way, I hope for those of you who were able to get your gift you enjoyed it. For those of you who were not able to get the gift, I may release it in the future I am not sure. In terms of the New Year, I have not decided what I should do for this blog, but I’m sure whatever I come up with, it will be awesome. With all that said, I have to go now. Thanks for reading. If you are celebrating or getting ready to celebrate a holiday, happy holidays. I think it’s pretty cool that you guys have been reading and staying consistent. It’s pretty cool. If you want, you guys can check out my YouTube channel. With all that said, see you guys around.

A GIFT FOR YOU

            This is my gift to all of you:

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            I sit, thinking of you.

The leafless trees are assembled outside, watching me.

                        You pay attention to the wrong objects.

You worry of other things, so I will too.

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The wrong people watch me.

            Extravagance does not attract all, which is good.

I like that about you.

More of a sink.

Less of a plate.

Many depend on you, yet you depend on no one.

That makes me laugh.

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Death is as important as you want it to be.

                        I say that.

So when one dies, where do people look?

            Will they paint pictures, or form sculptures?

Or will we be like the stars?

CREATED BY P.E.N.T.C.I’S DOLF, AND GRANDFATHER SAMUEL

P.E.N.T.C.I

SEDANS AND PINK NORTH FACE (UPDATE #7)

Hello everyone and welcome to another edition of Me Talking. Well, tomorrow is Christmas Eve. I’m pretty sure just about everyone is done with their Christmas shopping. I just finished yesterday. One thing that struck me as a surprise when I went to the store yesterday is that people around this time of year resort to some extreme mood changes. Personally I stay the same throughout any holiday, but yesterday I came across a couple of examples that showed what drastic feelings many may have towards the holiday. I was at a store finding some labels for gifts. You know, the ones that you put to differentiate which gifts belong to who. Well, the labels were the only items I was carrying as I made my way to the cash register. Now, this occurred 3 days before Christmas people. You could imagine the long line with people carrying gifts. Whole carts filled with toys, movies and canned hams alike. I thought I was going to be there for a while. Then, as if on cue, the people in front of me started to let me cut them. It really was a rather generous sight to see. The gesture of the people gave a bitter-sweet nausea that made me take a deep breath. I got to the front of the line and paid for my labels. I thanked the people behind me and left the store. When I got back into the car and started towards the mall I told the people who were in the car with me the generous deed the people did for me. We arrived at the mall. Now, I have to be honest. It was a while since I had stepped into a mall. Almost a year had passed and this mall was extremely packed in. We had trouble simply finding parking. Anyway, we’re looking for a parking space, when we see it. In the distance we see the oasis that was the lone parking space at the end of the lot. It was there, as if everyone had missed it somehow. We slowly made our way to the parking space when a small sedan nearly crashed into us. Our car stopped so hard my sister who was in the car with me would have hit her head if it had not been for the seat belt. When I looked up I saw that same Sedan in the parking spot we had picked out from afar. The driver of the Sedan got out of his car and actually said something to US. I believe it was among the lines of “watch where you’re going”. Originally I was quite angry. I mean, some guy cut my family off, but then I realized why the man was so angry. The poor D-bag must have been stressed out with all his shopping. We still left a note on his car, but it would have been much worse if I had not given the poor bastard mercy. So, be thankful, Sedan driver guy who wears pink North Face. Be. Thankful.

P.E.N.T.C.I

NOTE: I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY YOUR HOLIDAY, WHATEVER IT MAY BE.

FINALS ARE OVER

               Hello everyone and welcome to another edition of Me Talking. Well, finals are over for me. I hope that in terms of results you guys are as content with your grades as I sort of am. In terms of the part two to Loneliness, I’ll have it up soon so stay tuned. In terms of my brother’s guest post, I've gotten some good feedback from you guys which is awesome. With that said, expect him and my brother to be making more appearances in the future. See you guys around.   

P.E.N.T.C.I

Musings on Automobiles

I had an interesting conversation the other day with my bestie on the subject of cars. The conversation started after we were cut off by a bright yellow Hummer on our way to the market. I mouthed obscenities and yelled "Earth-Raper", though my efforts were thwarted due to the tinted, rolled up windows of the car that we rode in. My friend turned to look at me (narrowly avoiding the running over of a pedestrian) and with mouth agape, asked why I would say such a thing. And so it started. I began my rant by talking about the amount of pollution that is released by automobiles, and how this is contributing to the global climate change that we are experiencing (and that bastard fundamentalists deny). My friend then pressed me for a solution, so I gave my admittedly simplistic and unsophisticated answer: more eco-friendly cars, less huge trucks. I admit that this poorly thought out "solution" has many holes, but hear me out. First off, I would argue that eco-friendly cars have a more obvious positive effect on the environment than regular all-gas powered cars do. If I had the chance (as a high level government official or something) I would call for a sort of national recall on all gas powered automobiles. I would have a sort of mandate in order to have all families purchase an eco-friendly car. To facilitate this transition, I would create a government fund in order to subsidize families for their mandated purchase. Before this however, to avoid the perhaps apparent quasi-fascist elements of this, I would create a government controlled eco-friendly car company, providing cars at a low cost. This way, families wouldn't be forced into buying from a privately owned company. To further ease the cost on families, the company would have only a few basic designs without unnecessary features (bun-toasters). For those who wanted to keep expensive gas-guzzlers, I proposed taxing the shit out of them for their ego-fetish. After hearing this, my friend recoiled in horror. "What?!" she exclaimed. "So you're telling me that you want everyone driving the exact same car?". I responded that it would not and should not be a big deal. She insisted that the car that you own reveals a lot about the person's character, and argued that forcing everyone to drive the same car would affect the individuality of citizens. After I regained my breath from my outburst of laughter, I remained speechless. I could not understand why something as insignificant as a car design would stand in the way of preserving the earth for our future generations. I felt that it would be useless to continue the conversation, so I changed the subject.

Later during the day, the subject again reared its ugly head at my workplace. When I again gave my stance on the subject (as well as my proposed solution), I received the exact same amount of negative feedback. I was appalled. I do not understand why this thought was met with such resentment. I understand that there are flaws in this proposition, but the amount of care that is put into such material things is beyond me. I feel that selfish tendencies towards harmful commodities is part of what is holding us back from making the earth a better place. Is the appearance of our material necessities really that important? After all, if they are necessities, it should not matter what they look like or how "cool" they appear. To what extent is our materialist culture to blame? To what extent are we to blame? I don't want to come off as being a stereotypical hippie (not that there should be anything wrong with that), for I try to promote individuality as much as anyone else (whoohoo Burning Man!); but to what extent is a commodity tied to our individuality?

Whether you agree or disagree with my modest proposal, it should be unanimous that we have to do our best to protect our environment. I admit that my proposal may seem far-fetched or absurd, so for those of you that want to take immediate action, I have a simple and effective solution. All that is needed is a pair of socks. In order to stop so much pollutant from getting into the air, anytime you spot a Hummer or any other ridiculous earth-raping automobile, just grab a pair of socks and stick it into the exhaust pipe. That way, all that pollution won't go into the air! It is uncanny that this has never been attempted. Who knows, maybe the driver will eventually stop driving the damn contraption!



(DISCLAIMER)The ending statements are sarcastic and satirical, and do not actually promote harm towards earth-rapers of any kind. Just making sure that that is clear. DO NOT DO IT please. This was meant for lulz. This blog was guest written by Rodolfo's older brother (no pen name yet), and does not reflect the opinions of the Rodolfo or the blog site. All hate mail must be directed at the guest writer. Thank you.

BEING ALONE PT.1

The following events, names, and settings have been changed to protect the choices and dignities of the persons mentioned in this post. Any similarities between the settings and actual sequences are completely coincidental.

There has been one topic that has been weighing on my mind for some time now. It’s this concept of being alone. I don’t mind it, but over the last few months I have observed the many instances where one will do anything to have some attention of their peers. The following experience was recognized during my English class. We were given time to work on an assignment where we had the ability to work in groups. There is a boy who is in the same class as me. We shall call him Bob. Bob is a boy who craves attention. Now, many want to be in the spotlight for a little, but get tired of it. Bob never really got to live in that spotlight and based off his actions, it was his main goal. We are allowed to have snacks in our class. Bob was willing to spend his own money to get food for people. It really is pitiful to see how far one will go just so he or she may be accepted by society. I have never gone to great lengths to have “friends” but Bob brings a very interesting perspective to the table. Bob hates being alone. All his life he has probably been just an average kid. I find him to be rather annoying because the boy has many a time spoken out of turn or has given many unnecessary comments during class. Why do many feel it’s their obligation to be noticed? Is it their ego speaking? Bob overuses jokes simply to have contact with people. Once he recognizes he has the attention of someone, he tries to drag it out for as long as he can, simply for the contact he may have with another human. Really, even when someone is being negative towards him, he WANTS to argue. I think of it as viewing the deterioration of a human ego. Here we have a boy, noticing the decline in the amount of attention one gives to him. Something that, to someone with a large ego, considers a necessity, so they feel the need to do something brash that will gather the attention of the person or persons they target. Bob will die if someone puts him in his place or if he stops the traffic from his peers.                                                               END OF PART 1

Thank you for reading. I have to continue this later due to my studying for finals. Thank you for reading.

                                  P.E.N.T.C.I

A Poem for The Holidays

            I used to enjoy Christmas. It was so fun. The tree and the wonderful atmosphere my family would have during that time. Now, it feels like the 38^th parallel. There is just so much tension. It’s sort of humorous in a way, just waiting until something bad happens so the volcano can erupt, and we can all just talk like normal people. I am in no way saying I hate my family during holidays. The tension just kills me. 

UPDATE #6

                Hello everyone. Just a quick update. Finals for me start next week so I got to start studying up extra hard which means starting next Monday I will be in full swing John Nash. With that being said, I have a little surprise coming up for you guys so be ready. I really just wanted to tell you guys that if you’re taking finals in the next weeks I wish you well. Stay tuned for more updates, enjoy the sequence of pictures I set up for you all, and I will see you guys when I see you guys.

FERGUSON

                Hello everyone and welcome to another edition of Me Talking. Today, I want to talk about a touchy topic. The topic is the events currently taking place in Ferguson, Missouri. Some witnesses said Michael Brown had been shot in the back. Another said he was face-down on the ground when Officer Darren Wilson "finished him off." Still others acknowledged changing their stories to fit published details about the autopsy or admitted that they did not see the shooting at all. An Associated Press review of thousands of pages of grand jury documents reveals numerous examples of statements made during the shooting investigation that were inconsistent, fabricated or provably wrong. For one, the autopsies ultimately showed Brown was not struck by any bullets in his back. Prosecutors exposed these inconsistencies before the jurors, which likely influenced their decision not to indict Wilson in Brown's death. Bob McCulloch, the St. Louis County prosecutor, said the grand jury had to weigh testimony that conflicted with physical evidence and conflicting statements by witnesses as it decided whether Wilson should face charges. Now, after researching the evidence and looking at the case through most angles, one fact is true. Mr. Brown was shot repeatedly including two shots to the head. He was shot in the arm several times. The two shots to the head were not necessary. Below is the official autopsy graphic showing the shots Michael Brown took to his body. I know, it’s crazy to even think that so many shots could be fired at an unarmed man. I am against police brutality. Personally, I don’t consider this a racial issue, and I hate it when people want to bring race into this picture. Why mention he was a BLACK man killed by a WHITE officer? We should be looking more into the idea of power abuse by the police (which happens much more often than you think) that seems to be the basis to which all of the recent cases have looked like. Another issue is the looting. I don’t care if Michael Brown was ran over by the officer, there is no excuse for the people of Ferguson to loot THEIR OWN COMMUNITY BUSINESSES. The rioters were not even going after government buildings even though they were angry with them. It was a tragedy, but the ignorance and stupidity the rioters showed that night and the nights following were extremely daft. The parent (the actual father) of Michael Brown called for no violence, and the people did what they did. That’s why the UN people moved out. That’s why Anonymous will not support them anymore, and that’s why ultimately, Ferguson stands alone. That’s all I have to say.