"You Must Stay At The Table Until You Finish All Your Beans. Then, You Have My Permission To Die." -Lima

It's just like ordinary, everyday experience, only two inches from the ground. Of course it'd be my favorite piece by Audiomachine that's an industry release... They really did capture the feeling.

Stars

Another perfectly good place ruined by people

How in the hell did even half the morons in this part of the state even get their driver's license? Driving in Texas is better than driving in northwest Florida.

Why can't I remember? Names, faces, people, events. They're gone. There's a feeling left. Like a hole where an uprooted tree stood. Pieces of pictures are all that's left. No emotion attached to them. Did they really happen? Were they all just dreams? Is this all just a nightmare I can't wake from?

A friend of mine and I hatched an idea to create a grocery store for single people. It'd sell food in amounts that cater to being single. There'd also be cooking classes for single people. We feel packaging and portion sizes cater only to families and groups, while single people are forced to either over-eat or waste food. Though, the best part of this plan is that kids are not permitted in the store. We didn't nail down an age, but the goal is to exclude shrieking children. And their parents. A quiet place for those of us who hate kids to get single-size stuff.

When you spend most of your life feeling like you're going to die any second, yet every day feels like an eternity.

I just learned there are truly people out there who don't believe the Sandy Hook shooting happened. I thought that was an Onion article gone awry. Huh. The funny thing is, the conspiracy theorists saying it was a government hoax to eliminate guns really don't get there is a much easier way to regulate guns. Why waste the money making something up when we could just repeal Selective Service? That ends the federal government "Militia" aside from screened and approved reservists and guard. That would put gun regulation squarely into the hands of each state. Unfortunately, the way the English language has been, the second amendment's "State" is not too clear. The way we think of it now is "State" equals country, "state" equals one of the fifty; however, as English mugged other languages in dark alleys and didn't have exceedingly cohesive conventions until the last hundred-thirty-ish years, we see a lot of nouns capitalized without any clear delineation as far as the Constitution is concerned. This brings us back to "State" as it is in the second amendment. If we say "State" defines the state's within the Union, then determining who belongs to the "Militia" is up to the states, ergo, states may dertermine who owns guns and what kinds. If we say "State" defines federal government, then the federal government need merely rescind Selective Service to completely remove the ability for any citizenry to justify the right to owning a firearm. The problem here is women are not held under Selective Service, so, unless a part of a guard or reserve, they, technically - I say that because it'd be impossible to actually execute this next part - could have all rights of gun ownership removed. This is why the morons who insist old, written documents be taken literally confuse me. I mean, I like my guns. I'd be really sad if someone had a legal basis to take my guns. That being said, a tragedy as relatively small in scope as Sandy Hook could never garner the backing of federally-mandated gun control across the country. Nothing short of a state-sized insurrection requiring the military to act against our own citizens could possibly do such a thing. Until then, there are much easier and quieter ways to repeal gun ownership. Now, litigation could go on forever as to whom the Founders' referred to when they said "State", but in the interest of the federal government's survival, it would likely choose itself (through the Supreme Court) as the object of the clause, thus removing any persons' ability to refute the legality of repossessing guns should the federal government choose to do so. Conspiracy theorists have an extreme narcissism problem, so they like to think they're smarter than the federal government, an amorphous entity with an unlimited amount of resources (it's still a cheap jerk 99% of the time) so compartmentalized, the President, itself (as a position, not person), actually does not have access to everything. These people think they've stuck it to the government and that one day, men in suits will show up to their door to say, "You found us out." Sorry to burst the bubble, but even state-sponsored hackers, who have discovered things worthwhile and we've physically found (well, CIA found) don't get that luxury. Sandy Hook happened. The Holocaust happened. The Russian Czars and Stalin massacring Russians happened. The Japanese destroying most of southern China happened. The Chinese dissenter massacres happened. The apartheid and genocides in Africa happened. The only thing that hasn't happened is conspiracy theorists stopped being basket-case assholes and started becoming actual investigators. Find us the Malaysian plane that disappeared. Find us that jewel from Titanic. Hell, if Sandy Hook didn't happen, physically find the kids who were involved. Find SOMETHING worth finding relating to any possibly-disputable subject. This arm-chair, tourist, know-it-all bullshit is exhausting. It's not helping anything or anyone; for the people affected by Sandy Hook, it's made it far, far worse in fact.

Sometimes I feel like messaging someone because I think their blog is cool. Then, I wonder, "Why bother?" Not like it makes much of a difference to anyone. There's so much hate and garbage being thrown at anyone who posts an opinion or pictures they immediately assume you want something from them when you send a message. Apparently, no one does anything in this world if there's no immediate material or sexual profit. Guess some of us just like to see the world burn by saying or doing something nice without expecting anything for it. But at this point, I won't even bother with that anymore. All that's ever returned is suspicion or some awkward response.

I don't know who this Max Fill guy is, but that fucker needs to stop putting limits on my bottles.