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focus moves to issues / e-voting solution


It is too bad Kerry didn’t win the American election. I think a Kerry win would have been good to help re-establish the respect and the image of America around the world. Over the past few years, people have blamed Bush; but now the American people have spoken, and the majority of Americans feel the same way as Bush. This means, the other 49% of people, who are against Bush and his policies, will have to take the focus off of combating Bush himself, and focus on resolving the actual issues at hand. The American people have spoken! The amusing part is, the results are pretty much aligned with the results of the 2000 election. Meaning, all the ads and campaigning was pointless and futile. Anyway, and with these e-voting machines; am I the only person in the world who has the solution??!??!?! Push the button for you want to vote for. The machine records this in the database (just as it does now), and here’s the kicker… next the machine PRINTS a receipt that tell you who you voted for, and then you put this piece of paper into a box!!!! This would allow the system to be quick and not require a manual count of ballots, but if needed, it would allow for an independent recount!!! geeze people!!! Well there is no more need to talk about this American bullshit here anymore, check out CNN or Fox (for the 51%) or commondreams or znet (for the 49%) ! Peace.


a great appreciation


Man, I getting so pumped right now. Mainly since my old boss is amazing. Anyone willing to put a sincere effort to help others deserves great appreciation. It seems that she is the only person in my life that has actually put effort into helping me – and for this I thank her. Thanks Diane!

My voyage into the unknown is happening Monday, and I am ready. Full effort will go in to succeed and because of this I will. But hey, even if I don’t, I won’t be that hurt because you can’t succeed if you don’t try. I am getting an amazing deal on my flight, because of a good friend of mine (this friend even pays for this site, thanks Ryan!! You’re the best). I have somewhere to go, someone picking me up, and someone to help me get established (Thanks Dre!) I also need to thank my sister and mom for driving me to the airport, my dad for letting me use his suitcase, and everyone else for giving me the confidence and encouragement to expand my wings and get the fuck out of my bedroom. You all know who you are. Thanks!


baby-cut carrots


Baby-cut carrots are not a very good substitute for beer. Sure, they share numerous attributes such as being cold, refreshing, and containing no preservatives… but there is just something about baby-cut carrots that is clearly not as fulfilling as beer. Let’s assume for a minute, that the missing element is NOT alcohol. What could be? Maybe it’s the fact that you ‘drink’ a beer. Drinking is easier than eating, since there’s no chewing. Swallowing a beer is also easier than ingesting a puree of chunky carrot pieces. But then again, maybe it is the packaging? Beer comes in a bottle, can or glass that makes it enjoyable. Baby-cut carrots just come in a bag. This bag of mine, in particular, came with a defective ‘ziplock’ that needed to be ripped off so I could gain access to my little vegetables. I usually don’t put the baby-cut carrots into a bowl or anything, since I like to minimize my dish usage, but I do like eating them out of a glass. So yeah, packaging must make a difference. But, I don’t think that’s fully it either. It must be the fact baby-cut carrots are really only good since they are crunchy and juicy. And beer is good for so many more reasons, like its flavour, tradition, and effects. So I guess to be a good substitute for something, the best attributes of both things must match; and, clearly in this case, baby-cut carrots by simply being cold, refreshing and containing no preservatives, does not supply me with enough satisfaction to be a valid substitute.


mood swings: resolved


So umm, I am having some massive mood swings today, not really sure what is causing them. I think it’s just because I am bored, restless, anxious, and, every other adjective you can think of, that is resulting in outbreaks of happiness, anger, disappointment, and excitement. I am jumping from extreme-to-extreme within a matter of seconds, even right now, writing this, I have experienced all these feelings. I wonder what I can do to centre myself, and bring myself back to a stable state… I do need to go grocery shopping, but I don’t really feel like it though, which is strange since it is normally an activity that I immensely enjoy. There is just something about pushing a cart around at extremely high speeds, maneuvering it through dense, slow-paced traffic that excites me. If that game show ‘supermarket sweep’ were still around, it would be great; I’d go on and win for sure! Anyway, I think I am almost ready to go shopping. Writing this blog by attempting to create coherent statements has really permitted my brain to restore its “stable” state. Peace out for now.


loss for words


I am at loss for words to share, even descriptions of daily events seem difficult to recite, but I do know something; I am ready. I am ready to make the jump… shit, I’d do it right now… cut loose, and enjoy the voyage into the unknown. But now it is time to finish tying up loose ends, establish some kind of floating foundation, and then make the leap into my future.


barriers


Lost and without purpose on the fringe of a broken track. However, it seems the track is not broken but rather incomplete. It appears that there is some kind of impediment in the way, and regardless of all the planning, this outcome was inevitable. Actually, the problem lies in the fact that the obstacle was purposely avoided during the planning and this primarily occurred since the obstruction could not be accurately forecasted. And now, as a result of this ignorance, the barrier has become larger than ever. What to do? What to do?


bye-bye ads


I can’t do it… the ad’s haven’t even been on here for a day, and I have decided to remove them. I realized how illogical it is to voluntarily have ads on my own private site. The ads are gone, sorry for selling out there for a minute.


sponsored content


It is kind of a contradiction with what velkr0.org is supposed to encourage and support. It is actually pretty cheesy, seeing what ads are generated based on ‘target’ words found within my writings, but you see I didn’t do it for the money. I have incorporated google ads into the secondary pages of velkr0.org for the purpose of education and for the experience. I needed to use a site that generates sufficient traffic (thank you all), and a site that has content that is constantly changing. The ads really do provide a dirty feeling, like seeing ads for pest control and spider traps under my last post ‘spider webs‘. Fuck what have I done!! I hate the ‘Advertising Supplements’ found in many of the magazines that I subscribe to, and now, I have included one of my own… hmmm… We’ll give it a try for a bit… feel free to bitch me out. But hey.. what if I donate 100% of the revenue generated to some good cause, I wonder if that would me/it less dirty… hmmmm


spider webs


The spider webs have nearly annexed every corner of the room. They have connected every deviation and linked the secluded fragments of the room with a mesh of idleness. This produces an almost eerie feeling; the fact that a human routine typically cannot hinder the web. They go untouched, undisturbed, and are usually unnoticed. This mesh resides in life, existing in parallel, resistant to the human effects, and immune to the dilemmas that we all endure. Yet, the spider web has its purpose; it maintains its goal and captures the insects needed for the spiders’ survival; unless someone walks through one, seeing as they immediately become compelled to peel the silk from their face.


dust


The dust has accumulated for so long. It has now merged with the surface of object beneath it. It is no longer these fluffy, weightless particles that reflect in the sun. It has become this gummy substance, a coating of filth that requires great strength to be removed. It smears during attempts to eliminate it; fighting to remain in its claimed place. The dust becomes angry, and you know it. You know the dust will return, no matter what you do. The power the dust cannot be defeated. It has control over you, your life and your belongings. It is a constant chore that you are unable to escape. Appropriate amounts of attention must persistently be granted to the dust. It is needy, annoying and frustrating. The dust has managed to coerce itself upon you. This realization irritates you, and you wonder how the dust can so easily disregard your lack of will and consent for this relationship. The fury builds up in you. You don’t want to believe it, you don’t want to let the dust win, but you soon understand that you don’t have an option. You must accept the dust, welcome it, enjoy it, love it or constantly live in battle, trying to conquer its supremacy.



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