Lenticular_J

I don't like drinking very much, but occasionally I'll have a little Jack Daniel's and Dr. Pepper with my family or something. Little bit of a deviation from Jack and Coke, but I like it because the taste and texture is something like sour honey.

We are still coming out of an Ice Age, though. I don't know if this actually is a point, so correct me if it's invalid, but when the dinosaurs were chillin' out, wasn't most of the planet desert or tropical jungle? Maybe we'll end up getting that.

I'm expecting that to give me a hand this summer. My brother and I have grown up almost exactly the same. Chubby little kids, lanky when we're around 15, then we start working out and growing into our height. Better [bleep]ing happen.

Well, during the times girls randomly get angry at us, we men like to leave them alone. Take a car radiator. You never remove the cap when the radiator is hot, do you? No, you have a beer and let it cool down.

I just learned that the year I'd hopefully be getting into Rice will be their centennial. Maybe they'll be partying so hard they'll let everybody in.

A certain "he's the fastest kid alive" scene in a certain "Super Bad" movie comes to mind. Jerk. I've been switching between incredibly tired and not tired at all all day.

HOLY [cabbage] I WISH I COULD DO THAT. I want to just be able to do a backflip so bad. But I can't. Anyways, I should have lied. I don't have any real life pictures or anything. I bet I could get away with benching 500 pounds per finger, like a kid I know's father. I think I'm gonna start working out with my dad this summer, just to build muscle. I toned it during track, but what use is toning when there's next to nothing to tone DAMMIT. If I was a midget I'd be chiseled, but now I'm just lanky. Really not cool bro. Ah, whatever. I can build a fence. I'm manly enough for myself.

I think Adam and Eve can be compared to the difference between childhood and adulthood. Boys and girls play together when they're young - indeed, can be naked together and not think anything of it - but once we're adults, we get sexual. Like a sex machine, man. Of course the "apple" would symbolize love and sex and all that. Are we better for shedding the layers of innocence? I don't know. I like being aware, though.

Mercenaries. For millenia, soldiers-for-hire have pledged their swords to the highest bidder. But what is their stance in the modern world? In many cases it seems that national militaries get tied down far too easy (for example, the pirate situation in Somalia - the US has been called upon by Somali and Kenyan groups for years to step in), but mercenaries seem to find themselves above the law. What do you think the status of a private military company is in the modern world? Do they have a place in today's (attempted) long range, sterile warfare? Or should warfare be left to national militaries? Plenty of PMCs operate today; it's estimated that over 100,000 private soldiers operate in Iraq under the US Department of Defense. British, Canadian, and American special forces lose many of their best troops to payed warfare. I think that private militaries may be the war-wagers of the future. Many nations are rich, but have weak armies. Blackwater Security is one company that definitely takes the forefront of the PMC world today. Even mercenaries need some sort of regulation, though. The fact that private militaries are becoming large and powerful today, and it's one of the wealthiest economic areas in the world, must be addressed. So, yeah. Whassup wit ya'll's thoughts?

I bench like 70 when just working out, but my max has been 7 reps with 160. I squat 240 though, and I can do a good few pull-ups. My arms are just the limp noodles. Bah.

I like to think there's a reason. Mainly because I've been reading too many books and watching too many movies where there are some sort of heroes that live amazingly. But, still, it's a nice thought that there's some reason to the chaos. Never really a major thought on my mind, though.

I'm a freshman now. I have a lot of family and friends that live in very, very Northwest Texas and I think some family in Kansas. But you know, it seems like more tornadoes are going to the east, Kentucky and Alabama. We haven't had more than five touch down in Texas this year, which is a little unusual. And Alabama and that area have already had deaths from tornadoes. I mean, to be fair the regions tornadoes hit there are pretty tightly populated, but still. Bugging me. Anyways, of course it'd be out of your range now. But I think you're one of those people who'll set their sights on something like that and just not stop.

NJHS (and soon NHS) look great on a college application. Little things like that will make a difference if you apply to any sort of semi-exclusive school. Although it is curious that I know tons from the internet and videogames long before I've learned it at school. Movies and reading helped that too ... But, I guess I have a bit of a thirst for knowledge :thumbup: Anyways, just trying to get through with the week today. Next week will be completely blow-off. Tomorrow'll be easy too. Most of next week I don't have to get to class until 11, and even then I don't have any actual classes until 2. I don't understand why we even have to go if we're really not gonna have class. I'm learning how to play vertical harmonica, too. It's where you hold it vertically, in case you're stupid. It's a lot harder breath-wise, and it's harder to bend notes or switch quickly, but it's much easier to get clear singles. I'm getting better and better, yo. I had an idea for an invention, but learned it won't work. Magnets in the streets and buildings push along cars instead of engines. Heh. And an idea for a story, but, doubt I'll follow up on it or anything. Also thinking about my future. Really not seeing anything except excitement. I want to see a psychic. And if she says I'm gonna die tragically at 16 or something, I'll punch her in the face.

If you build it, I will come. Seriously. If you build one, I'll drive it, film out of it, whatever. I can see you making a tornado movie like Sean's. I'd most def help. Maybe the summer after I graduate (you're a sophomore now right?) we should do some late-season chasing together.

I doubt we'll use more than 10% of what we learn, excluding basic stuff such as reading and basic math. (I always forget that even though I'm young, I'm older than a lot of people on here.)

Glass half full, bros and brosettes.

Some of the schools you guys go to actually take security seriously. Anybody can just walk around my school. Our doors aren't even locked.

I've had a small one hit my house. It was more of an airburst than a tornado, but a picture the local news station took made it look like a badly formed one. Now, I've been within a mile of one of the picture-perfect ones. It wasn't raining where we were, the light was hitting it amazing, and there wasn't even a bunch of debris at the bottom. I'm pretty sure I almost started crying. So freaking scary. I was seven, in my defense, but I think everybody should experience extreme weather once in their life. Hey, maybe I can take you sometime ;) (Although right now Alabama is hogging them all.)

She'll probably playing hard to get or something. Keep your options open, though.

I was just trying to bring up the point that while it is heavily biased towards America, there's no such thing as unbiased history. It's always written by the winner.

Well, considering the only motorcycles that have gotten close to 200 were custom-built and tweaked extremely, I think it's safe to say you won't just be hopping on and cruising up to that speed. It's like saying you'll go 400 miles an hour in a car without special protective gear and crews on standby. Or 200 miles an hour in a car, to be honest. Once you're hitting 200 in anything you'll have been part of a project. Unless you're that idiot back in the 80's that stole jet engines and tied them to his El Camino.

History's never written by the one who lost.

200 mph's been reached. And an accident at 200 mph has been survived. Nobody's gotten to 201 and lived to tell, though. Good luck.

We haven't given the Vietnamese babies to Angelina yet; you're safe.

An embryo has no personhood. It has no thoughts, feelings, hopes, ambitions, dreams, friends, instincts, conceptual schemes, reason, logic, morals, consciousness, knowledge, or anything that goes into being a person. Well, neither does somebody in a coma. They just did and will have more. But, stem cells are gathered from embryos that wouldn't have a chance at a life (much less a good one) anyways, so I can't say it matters. One abortion could save a hundred people, or whatever the hell they claim stem cells can do now. A cure for death.