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| so... hot pockets are made with real cheese now... so... what was it before?
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| .So when is it okay for you talk freely about the end of a movie or book? How long do you have to wait before you can assume that everyone who is going to see it or read it has seen it or read it already? I'm thinking specifically about Harry Potter and Star Wars. I haven't finished reading the Harry Potter books. But I plan on it. Unfortunately some of the surprises have been ruined for me. I blame myself, other people, and bad luck. However, with Star Wars, if you haven't seen the movies yet, you can't expect people to be careful when talking about Luke and Vader being son and father. Or Luke and Leah being brother and sister. Or the Death Star blowing up. It's pretty absurd if someone listening in on some Skywalker fan club nerds' conversation gets upset because he didn't know about Vader being Luke's dad. Or perhaps he watched a sitcom that made a reference to it, thus causing him to be upset because he somehow got through the last 20 or so years of his life with never having heard about it. However, I think it's understandable if someone gets upset because someone else ruined the end of the 7th book. So... my question, again, is this. How long is long enough? What's the courtesy time period? A couple months? A year? Half a decade?
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| So uhhh... haven't posted on here in what feels like a few years. But thanks to a friend of mine, Grace, has inspired me to write on here again. Apparently my last post was just a couple May's ago. I got to say, it feels like it's been a lot longer than that. Almost like a completely different life. I wonder what I'll be like when I'm older. I wonder if my life will be a good one. I wonder if I'll have any regrets. I'm sure I will have at least some regrets. I wonder what will happen. If so much can happen and change in a year and a half, then how much can change over a lifetime? Our grandparents were actually, in fact, kids like us once. What were their lives like? How did they have fun on Friday nights? Did they even have "Friday nights"? How did they ever survive without the internet? How did they treat each other in friendships? How did they date? What did they find funny? Did they ever wonder what their grandparents were like when they were kids? Did they even know their grandparents? Did they wonder what they were going to be when they grew up? How big did the world seem to them? Did they even care? What did they do everyday? What did the world look like back then? What did people look like? What did they talk like? And then we have to ask ourselves those same questions about us when we get old. What will we be doing for fun? What will the world look like? What will our grandkids be like? Who of our friends will still be alive? What will we have made of our lives?
Well I think that's good for now.
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| you know that burnt match smell.... or that smell after you blow out a candle.... they should make a scented candle of that smell... | | |
| alright... check it out guys... this is just too cool to pass up writing about on xanga. alright.. i'm coming home from my concert in nashville tonight. I-24 is all messed up the far right lanes are barely moving if that much. the thrid lane is sorta moving but it's all semi-trucks. the far inside lane is moving the best. I'm in the second lane closest to the shoulder. alright... there are a butt load of cops on the shoulder near the trees and crap. bunch of bright construction lights set up and guys taking pictures of stuff. well... the far right lane is closed at one point and then the second lane (the one i'm in) is closed up ahead. so.. the guy in front of me is trying to get over. the next lane over is mostly semi-trucks. so this fool in this tiny white car decides he's going to cut in front of a moving object 20 times his size. well... he's got his blinker on and instead of waiting for a trucker to let him in, he just decides to push his way in. and oh man did he ever. the trucker wasn't about to let this clown in. the guy is half way in his lane and half way in the trucker's lane... diagonally ya know... well. the trucker isn't stop. no brake lights coming from this truck. but the guy in the little white isn't stopping either. he just assumes that the truck will stop for him. yeah... so the gap between the white car and the truck is slowly getting smaller. (talking like... 2 feet here) i'm watching this all in complete amazement. the driver in the car, not realizing how dumb he's being keeps going. the trucker, realizing how awesome he is keeps going. the trucker rams into the car and pushes it for maybe... 15 feet. tires squealing.. everything. it's awesome. the trucker's not about to show mercy. finally the car lurches and gets to where it's actually rolling straight and not sliding sideways. and this all happens as we're approaching the police cars only maybe 30 feet away. i thought... "man... if i was a trucker, i hope i'd be half as cool as that guy." | | |
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