The weekend was uneventful aside from seeming to be a huge waste of time. I won’t go into it now so you don’t have to worry about any complaining.
You might notice that I created a page titled ‘The Stories’ that you can see up top in the menu bar. This is where I will keep track of the stories and their development. It also comes in handy as a quick reference.
On a side note, I need to improve my organization skills.
Maybe it is writer’s block or maybe it is an unimaginative stupor, but I have a hard time titling day to day entries like this one. It is not about anything in particular and is just a random update, so that is probably the reason.
Any who, National Guard duty this weekend. Going to do some training, yeah… One thing I dislike about the whole ordeal is the running around like a chicken with its head cut off for the few hours before noon. See my unit is in California and I live in Phoenix, so naturally I need to leave here many hours before first formation. No time for last minute oh-fuck-I-forgot’s. Have to get it right the first time. I must say though, my planning ahead skills have improved a bit over the last few years (maybe too much)
I have been reading around and apparently it would be nice to have some more personalized information about myself here so, you, the reader can develop a more intimate picture of me. This advice comes from many of the how to blog sites. See this is what I am trying to avoid. I definitely do not want this to be a typical “i ate sushi this morning” blog. I want this to be about creativity and writing with a sprinkle of life here and there. So to avoid blending in with the masses this is what I will do:
And with that, here is my drivelous day: Woke up, drank coffee, walked the dogs, cooked and…
Who am I kidding? you don’t want that! How about a joke?
Two peanuts were walking down the street, one was a salted.
(say it out loud)
au revoir!
This is an essay on how it is better to consciously pursue the truth in our lives, especially in regards to freedom. It is a bit lengthy but I am hoping for some feedback on it.
 Thank you and without further ado
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His eyes were open but he could not see. He tried and tried, vainly squinting his eyes. Slowly he began to see swirls of primary colors that melted into more. He squeezed his eyes harder and slowly shook his aching head side to side. The pain! The throbbing pain! It stormed through his skull like thunder on a clear night. Confusion set in and turned into near panic. The colors swarmed into an unfocused blue. He was definitely awake and wished he was not.
He was laying on his back, he slowly began to sit up. The fire in his head intensified. (more…)
The sun hung in the sky, its rays seemed to boil the air. The humidity was high enough one could soak it up with a sponge. The sweat poring out of his pores turned his uniform into hot wet rags; his ammo vest raised his body temperature even further. The weapon in his hands grew heavier with each passing moment. Inside his boots, his feet swam with moisture. Not thirty minutes earlier, he had taken a shower, stepping out of it and already feeling the need for another. (more…)
If you haven’t yet heard of the $100 Laptop then you must be hiding under a rock. A man by the name of Nicholas Negroponte started an initiative to provide every child with “a flexible, ultra low-cost, power-efficient, responsive, and durable machine with which nations of the emerging world can leapfrog decades of development—immediately transforming the content and quality of their children’s learning”
 The specs are fairly impressive considering the cost. As of right now there are no plans to sell this to the public as OLPC states it is only taking orders from Governments. As of this writing, it is unknown if the US government plans on kick starting our own Educational system with an infusion of these fine machines. However there is a pledge that you can sign, swearing that you will pay $300 for one if you knew that 2 of the OLPC machines were provided to children in need. You can sign it here
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 It felt heavy. The hardened steel loop, the worn brass shell, and the ‘Master’ logo stamped on the sides. It was a combination lock with four dials and the usual set of numbers. His father had it on a shelf above his desk ever since he got back from that long business trip he left for so long ago. The lock was not callously placed on the shelf; it was dead center, standing upright for all to see with space on both sides, framing it in view. (more…)
All stories can be sufficiently put into a few categories. As with many attempts to categorize, there are different and sometimes conflicting versions.
I have taken the liberty of setting the different categorizations together in one Plot Tree. Keep in mind that this is boiled down and doesn’t attempt to represent variations of the same plot, there are thousands of such examples on various sites (listed in sources). I am not claiming this as original work.
Discussion is welcomed.
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