Gluttons for Punishment

We all have people in our lives that, complain ALL the time. Whether they complain to us or to someone we know, or just seem like they are in a bad mood about their plight all the time I can think of one such person in every group of people. There are reasons for this: 1. I think a religious background can play a role in this. The bible teaches of a suffering Jesus in the gospel of Mark (yes I am learning something in my New Testament class), however, Jesus is the greatest person despite his suffering. It might be possible to assume that when we suffer and complain and see others do the same, it is because they view themselves and ourselves as martyrs. We get a strange sense of satisfaction for "suffering" in our own minds because we think that if we are suffering constantly, or at least if others perceive that we are suffering, then we are (in our minds) elevated to a higher and better level than those around us. And furthermore if we complain to others ALL the time, we might think that others will see us as a better person for it. What these constant complainers don't realize is that no one wants to be around someone who is suffering...PERIOD. 2. With the understanding that people are generally good, and that people generally want to help, constant complainers can garner our attention easily, because people want to try help with complaints most of the time. But not ALL the time. And what the constant complainers don't see is that people, as good as they try to be, will just shut off the legitimate complaints of these complainers, because most of the time it's just pointless drabble about how much their life is terrible. 3. Constant complainers compare themselves to the wrong types of people. Life is always pretty rough if you compare yourself to everyone that has something that you do not, and want. Case in point: Myself. If I only look at all the happy couples all the time, then I am obviously going to be upset that whats her name is still with whats his face, and they probably will continue to be with each other while I sit alone and eat crackers. But, as much as it bothers me I refuse to believe that I have such a terrible plight with the female society, because I look at all those who have it much worse in this regard because they lack social skills that I might have, or they do not stand a chance physically whereas at least I am in control of the weight and shape of my body for the most part. So my point here is that don't always look at those who have it better, and likewise don't always look at those who have it worse all the time either, because no one likes anyone that is happy ALL the time ;) !!!!!

Whats up with ending 24 with an explosion last night....I mean honestly, who does that?

Two theories

I have pretty much narrowed down the theories of my life into two. Possible theory one: God or some entity out there constantly tests me through incredible difficulties, but then makes it up or rewards me by giving me equal wonderful highs. And in the end it all evens out pretty well, which if true, means that I am still owed about three months of incredible highs (yes I have done the math). A classic yin-yang theory if you will. The second theory: I think things through too much. I feel that this one is pretty self explanatory. I try to follow the second theory as much as possible, but for those of you who know me real well, know that it is near impossible for me (a great philosopher of the new millenia ;) ) to not see the obvious things that are quite convincing in the first theory. I think there is a good chance that these things are quite possibly out there so I can try to figure it out, IE a mouse with a piece of hidden cheese, and the experimenters watch as the mouse tries to figure out where the cheese is, even though the mouse will probably never find it...if that makes sense. I write like I talk

Wednesday: Break

AN AMAZING CONCERT LAST NIGHT!! Pigeon John as the first opening act set the bar high. He is one of those guys who was born to perform. He was personable on stage, and I liked how Stephen and I were his focal point for the back of the crowd. The club thought I was 21...Again, so that was pretty cool. Fatlip had their moments, but overall it was a much lower energy than that of Pigeon John. The crowd got re-hyped when lifesavas came out. They were great concert peeps and were real pros on stage. Then last but certainly not least, Blackalicious came out and didn't disappoint. Gift of Gab definitely chose an appropriate name for his rapping skills. I don't know if he even took a breath while rapping whole songs. Good times, good times. I can't believe there were as many kids out as there was, I mean midnight on a Tuesday night isn't exactly recess, but living in Aspen, I have learned that people are crazed. Random thought: Is Jake Gyllenhall really just Tobey Maguire but scruffier looking? Tonight I shall reclaim the court, and lay some bricks down. My Rhymes flow like the river of Colorado! Holla @ ur man, and 1!

First off, the link to the image of Dale malfunctioned due to lack of intelligence by me. Here is the proper link for Dale Braisted. With that error out of the way, today I must get out my feelings on the episode of "24" last night. First off, we all know that killing off Edgar was the "shocking twist" that Fox Promised us, unless of course it was the fact that Kim Bauer grew out her hair. And as long as we are on the subject of The Bauer's (as the welcome mat in front of their door undoubtebly says), does anyone notice that whenever Jack Bauer's name is spoken, it is said as if it referred to the second coming of Christ? Next weeks episode looks like it could be something right out of the Donner party (which I was never invited to) as the previews say that someone in the enclosed room makes the "ultimate sacrifice". Tonight I will be attending the Blackalicious concert at Belly Up Aspen. Belly Up as we all know is the most brilliant, yet most blatently obvious Aspen business move since selling lift tickets at reasonable prices (which SkiCo still has yet to figure out). The lineup for the club this evening: two stand-up shows, followed by a concert by a great hip-hop group. Great moves like this get the Belly Up owner (Michael Goldberg) ever closer to getting out of the lower class of the American Society. If it didn't take money to make money than I think I could be a pretty brilliant business mogul in the Aspen community. I have countless ideas of how I could erase my debt to just about everyone I know, if I were able to have some time to follow through on some of my Ideas. That is all for the first day of blogging, I look forward to the thousands of hits I am sure to receive in the upcoming days, because my understanding is that millions of people read these blogs, but there are only a few blogs available to the public.

The beginning

So today I finally broke down and became one of the millions of bloggers. Why? I really have no clue. I guess it could be that I think that my opinion matters more than that of a Dale Braisted or a Lao-Tzu, or it could be that I have nothing to do as of this moment and am the self proclaimed most impulsive person alive. Either way I think that if I actually stay with this blog than at least a few people can check up on my vast opinions on everything as well as daily events, so let's get right into it...