My Addled Brain

Currently playing: Seat Belts - Cowboy Bebop OST 1

I’ve always had this private fantasy to go on the road with a band. I wouldn’t have to be in the band, per se, but the idea of touring around the country in a bus, visiting different cities, and meeting new people sounds pretty exciting to me. However, if doing all that meant I would have to be in charge of things like this - I think I’d have to do something different with my time, even if that something different involved the phrase "Do you want fries with that?" Poor Andy.

As if Battlefield Earth wasn’t reason enough: another reason to fear Scientologists. Warning: contains a dirty word in all caps.

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You know, the anniversary is still a month away, and I think I’ve already had as much Sept. 11 anniversary coverage as I can stand. I’m not trying to be callous here - yes, it was awful; yes, I feel for the people who have lost loved ones; yes, the people responsible should be hung up by their toes and every person in the US allowed to take a whack at them with a baseball bat.I don’t disagree with any of that. But when I’m listening to some news on the radio, and I hear a story about how advertising will affect and be effected (yes, those are two different words, gang) by possible television and radio memorial services - well, I’ve just about had it. Personally, I plan on memorializing Sept. 11 by taking a moment to remember, and then going about my daily life. To do any less would cheapen the meaning of the day, not to mention help give in to those who caused this tragedy in the first place. Dwelling on the past means you’re afraid to face the future, and no matter what happens, no matter what diabolical scheme terrorists come up with, no matter what terrible events may or may not happen - I will not be afraid of the future. Otherwise, what’s the point?
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