tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14518772289839163562024-03-05T08:44:11.813-08:00MusingsWelcome to my Stream-of-Consciousness. You won't necessarily see synaptic activity here but you will witness some of my mind's inner-workings. The mechanics of my thought process. My Thoughts. My Humor. My Musings. From your world, you enter my Universe. <--- I'd read that in a movie trailer voice if I were you.Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-22992804795565683082011-11-01T16:38:00.000-07:002011-11-01T16:48:04.605-07:00I transferredLadies and Gentlemen,<br /><br />It has been a while, but I've been blogging! You just haven't been notified, and for that, I do apologize. Subscribe to my new blog at <a href="ironsheek.wordpress.com"><span style="font-style: italic;">www.ironsheek.wordpress.com</span></a> immediately, it is really really cool looking (<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4e-sVYnZoI">Zoolander Voice</a>)! Sorry for the confusion, if there was any. See you soon! Subscribe, and tell your friends!<br /><br />I am <a href="http://www.twitter.com/ironsheek">@Ironsheek</a>Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-55767034807857812682011-08-15T12:11:00.000-07:002011-08-15T12:50:34.923-07:00NASA, Where Art Thou?I've got my eyes on you, NASA. One Human lunar landing and the discovery of Memory Foam is not enough. Since I was a young lad who was handed a crispy Weekly Reader by Mrs. Watts, I grew to expect the cutting edge in Scientific Application, not Scientific Inquiry. Questions are good, but only when they serve a progressive purpose, you know, like, the pursuit of an answer?
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<br />As the day wears on, it would appear as though you're way better at asking questions than answering them. Well, we need <span style="font-style: italic;">answers</span>. The world needs your help, see what happens when you leave the pressing issues of the day to politicians who are not pressed about the issues of the day? They believe in tanks, not think tanks.
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<br />Mankind has a propensity for destruction, why do you think they're so consumed with finding a planet just like the one we already live on? We need spare planets <span style="font-style: italic;">already</span>?! We're walking Doomsday Devices, and our planet is wired to detonate. Is that why they felt that space exploration was necessary? I only ask because we're still discovering <span style="font-style: italic;">this</span> planet.
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<br />Wait, there <span style="font-style: italic;">has</span> been scientific advancement. Has it been in the interest of humanity or has it accelerated our detriment?
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<br />We can't afford to heal the ill but have <span style="font-style: italic;">new</span> weapons that kill.
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<br />I am @Ironsheek
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<br />Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-21546148106225256012011-06-10T09:49:00.000-07:002011-06-10T11:29:10.965-07:00BabiesBabies are decent, themselves. But parents, do not wield them as though they're cute Nunchakus. They're not all cute, but they <span style="font-style: italic;">are</span> hybrids of <span style="font-style: italic;">you.</span> Tilt your head back, and ingest some truth....<br /><br />Look around you, you'll notice legions of people leading very different lives. Some are pedestrian, a few are talented, some are attractive, and some are <span style="font-style: italic;">aesthetically deficient</span>. Are they anywhere near the person that they planned to be? Are they better than, or worse than? The adults that you see today are the result of a defaced and abandoned youth. They were once babies, you know, the helpless things that functioned as alarm clocks... the little wobbly people that you grew fond of because their relentless need to <span style="font-style: italic;">receive,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span> taught you how to <span style="font-style: italic;">give. </span>They were<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>are all teeming with <span style="font-style: italic;">human potential, </span>and that is to be coveted.<br /><br />They're considered precious because the human ego sees that bundle of joy as an extension of <span style="font-style: italic;">them</span>, what? Yes. Even <span style="font-style: italic;">more</span> you? Of course! Nature is brilliant. The Ego that you possess drives you to create something just like you, should the <span style="font-style: italic;">you</span> that you are now, fail. Unfortunately, when they make copies of themselves, they tend to cancel their plans entirely. Alternate life forms reproduce out of <span style="font-style: italic;">necessity</span>, humans like to reproduce by <span style="font-style: italic;">accident</span>. Name a couple who marked "Coitus" on their calender.<br /><br />Higher-beings have the ability to create catalysts that will grant them access to their lower-self, and the opportunity to squander other opportunities while simultaneously creating new opportunities. You can give a personal thanks to alcohol, deafening clubs, insecurity, and my uncanny ability to persuade you. That's <span style="font-style: italic;">higher</span> brain function for you. It's the Call of Duty smoke screen used to occupy you, while your biological processes work diligently in the background to find a way to continue your make and model.<br /><br />Our inherent desire to destroy, necessitates the need to create... which increases the likelihood that we <span style="font-style: italic;">will</span> destroy because we aren't as driven to <span style="font-style: italic;">consciously</span> create. Some of our best creations were accidents. It is our nature, and that <span style="font-style: italic;">is </span>Nature.<br /><br />Did you expect <span style="font-style: italic;">that </span>ending when you started from the beginning? Comment, share, share, and comment. I wanted to keep the aforementioned story somewhat vague (i.e I used babies as a symbol to see what you would draw from it) Enjoy your Friday!Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-31406725521801144592011-06-04T07:11:00.000-07:002011-06-04T07:47:34.636-07:00Life doesn't require you, and that is why it is preciousLife can be a playground, if you understand that it's a game. A game is something that you play, to win or to lose. You must be aware of the game and its simple set of rules if you are to play effectively. Either you play the game, or you fall victim to the players that <span style="font-style: italic;">are</span> playing the game.<br /><br />Life will become your prison if you do not have a plan for it, it can be a rough draft, that's fine... but you need one. I say this because your life is simply a loan for a project that you may not <span style="font-style: italic;">ever</span> begin to work on. Guess what happens when you're given a loan? You have to pay it back whether you effectively allocated the funds to meaningful endeavor or not.<br /><br />When Life reclaims what it has allowed you to borrow, what will your project look like? Did you use every Simoleon (The Sims Reference) on your project, while others could've used a hand? Did you fixate on everyone else's individual project while your project gathered dust? You must strike a clever balance, but never sacrifice your entire life for someone or something that only intended to use yours. Life doesn't <span style="font-style: italic;">require </span>you, and that is why it's so precious.<br /><br />Sometimes, to be unselfish is to be irresponsible. I'm aware of the aforementioned's negative connotation but, hey, you know that there's a method to my madness. You must be selfish at certain points in your life so that you can give yourself the opportunity to ascend to your fullest potential. <span style="font-style: italic;">Nobody </span>else will do that for you, nor do they see it within their purview. If you water the neighbors plants, but forget about yours, they will wither and you only have yourself to blame.<br /><br />Your project needs attention, so you must give it attention. You must take pride in it, pick up the sticks and play the game! Why? Because that is what life is. Life has chosen to give you a loan, do not default with nothing to show for it, because you will have to pay it all back anyhow.<br /><br />I am @IronsheekIronsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-64392624122250107412011-06-02T12:47:00.000-07:002011-06-02T17:48:46.890-07:00The Hangover 2<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaucI1VCH9dWWc75JTX_OBj_xX6v_Dmgqb2bUCKFlo_8D3kI8TBPF51Ocn3zE_aNv4w_7ah0ZQcwjakdOkRfy1fh5-hssO6t6Fb0bZoaFrpw7fbXb8BDAobs277UmeGL50sC772QOul6w/s1600/The+Hangover+2+Monkey"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaucI1VCH9dWWc75JTX_OBj_xX6v_Dmgqb2bUCKFlo_8D3kI8TBPF51Ocn3zE_aNv4w_7ah0ZQcwjakdOkRfy1fh5-hssO6t6Fb0bZoaFrpw7fbXb8BDAobs277UmeGL50sC772QOul6w/s400/The+Hangover+2+Monkey" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613711885798150930" border="0" /></a>Surely, you've seen the blockbuster hit "Hangover: Part 2" by now, if not, why so reticent? Oh, you must be the "I'll wait for the DVD" type. Today, I review the critically-acclaimed comedy --disdained by the critics-- "Hangover: Part 2" featuring our beloved Wolf Pack.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie0xkaFe9d5wcl_kvU0e7US1ToYpMlMrRqbMtpdU4kkiXIf7EbeJAjrOxz1Gs3Np97WjT_YJRtFM7ax3SV4yeUY-FjZWUQw5PCXuHN4U-81FOuTzq4v4XL1Rb3ST0IR428ozwtVIbMPVA/s1600/The+Hangover+2+Intro"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie0xkaFe9d5wcl_kvU0e7US1ToYpMlMrRqbMtpdU4kkiXIf7EbeJAjrOxz1Gs3Np97WjT_YJRtFM7ax3SV4yeUY-FjZWUQw5PCXuHN4U-81FOuTzq4v4XL1Rb3ST0IR428ozwtVIbMPVA/s400/The+Hangover+2+Intro" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613774766648642786" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Stu, Phil, and Alan --Absentee Doug doesn't count in any way, shape, or form-- set out on another pre-marital quest to have absolutely no recollection of the pre-marital quest. The first mistake became their second, reluctantly, and that mistake was bringing Alan along. In a masochistic way, it behooves them to bring the off-kilter Alan along for our comedic benefit... at their expense.<br /><br />The Hangover: Las Vegas ------> Thailand, and the plot was a mere heart transplant. You could call it "The Hangover 1.....point 2..... Stu gets married.... Doug is absent again, he's <span style="font-style: italic;">so</span> not in the Wolf Pack ........ and Doug 2.0 is known as "Teddy"....who also gets misplaced...Sorry, but we figured we'd make another mint while selling you the same movie twice because we're good like that"<br /><br />Aside from the nearly identical story arc, the movie still generated hearty laughter tears. Mr. Chow was more of a fixture in the second installment, and the talented Ken Jeong's penis was exploited again, what a shameless comedic device.<br /><br />It didn't take long for the entire plot to unfurl within the first 25 minutes of the movie, but we trusted the original formula enough to accept what was to come. Lackadaisical on the writer's part, and ingenious on the Producer's part as it grossed over 200 million dollars worldwide.<br /><br />Craig Mazin has signed on to write The Hangover 3, uh, because he wrote the first two, let's just hope that he finds the same inspiration for the third one that he had for creating the original Hangover. Oh, and Alan could not <span style="font-style: italic;">possibly</span> drug the Wolf Pack again.... How about using excessive alcohol consumption as the catalyst to creating The Hangover 3, you know, like <span style="font-style: italic;">most</span> hangovers....<br /><br />I am @IronsheekIronsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-67237527478313067432011-05-24T15:00:00.000-07:002011-05-24T23:15:54.506-07:00Is it early or lateIt is 2:14am and I'm awake, well, obviously... hence, the typing and all. I have a lot going on, and a lot on my mind. Luckily enough, my <span style="font-style: italic;">inhibition</span> is more like a prison guard that has been paid by some king-pin on the outside to vacate his post. My thoughts escape me, I take that back, I <span style="font-style: italic;">release</span> them.<br /><br />I'm relaxing though, I only have another month remaining before the move to New York. Aside from a potential overdose of relaxation, the only order of business is to secure a nice pad up there for the next year. After that? Who knows where in Hades I'll be. That, my friend, is the fun part.Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-30235305176963642752011-05-19T10:29:00.000-07:002011-05-19T10:57:03.564-07:00It's Been a While Since I Last Posted<span style="font-style: italic;">It's been a while since my last blog post, but you already knew that. Why? Because some of you have been anticipating my next post. See? It isn't rocket science. No one thought to check on the author's well-being though DID they? No, and that's just the way that people are. They feel that they're entitled to the life that they lead, and that nothing could separate them from that life. Therefore, they grow accustomed to receiving a gift from the world, and not being the gift.<br /><br />Let me tell you. The aforementioned rant was "faux", I could care less about your negligence but let me say that it's great to be back! I've been writing --mostly in my mind or on Facebook/Twitter, which is a mirror that reflects the writing in my mind--but not blogging.<br /><br />A lot has happened, my great 7-month stint as a Car Salesman has come to a close, and a new Chapter has opened in my story. Graduate School. Yes, that is the culprit! That's the reason I've been recluse and secluded from the blogosphere. Priorities, now they're getting in order.<br /><br />I've been awarded a Fellowship to Syracuse University and I will be getting my Master's in their Television Radio and Film program. I'll hone my writing, learn about the inner workings of TV and Film Production, and explore ways to inject my perspective into radio as well. It will, indeed, be what Dane Cook would call a "Blasty-Blast." Hmm, maybe I could've called that something cooler. I'm, uh, open to suggestions. I digress.<br /><br />So there, that's a minute portion of what I've been up to all this time. You know me, I am an Enigma. By the way --or "BTW" in sext talk-- my new Twitter Name is @E___NIGMA and don't mind the underscore, some way-less-interesting-person took the word that probably doesn't adequately define him or her. Damn their kind.<br /></span>Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-54557462585750625762010-09-14T20:29:00.000-07:002010-09-14T21:44:49.616-07:00Oddities: Heisman, Vanity, and Red Bull Airplanes!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVembc2WAlK40RXD4x6aL_4JY1Jm_u2A5-oqDROqSdDl57iJ2VCaY_NLnxNgJh1WXysK7htJjCSfMvgwXLa-cxZ1RkjttmMk8_ZNLEngVDT6uCKPuKVZgfOa61Z6VihVJT_EiCQxKVqI/s1600/Reggie+Heisman"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVembc2WAlK40RXD4x6aL_4JY1Jm_u2A5-oqDROqSdDl57iJ2VCaY_NLnxNgJh1WXysK7htJjCSfMvgwXLa-cxZ1RkjttmMk8_ZNLEngVDT6uCKPuKVZgfOa61Z6VihVJT_EiCQxKVqI/s320/Reggie+Heisman" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516988340728685458" border="0" /></a><br />Unless the Heisman Trophy Committee is employed by Men In Black Headquarters, I'm pretty sure they won't be able to Memory-Wiper-Flashy-Thing us in effort to fully remove any evidence. Reggie Bush winning a Heisman is embedded in every sports fan's Mainframe.<br /><br />Expecting fans to disregard NCAA History as you "indian-give" trophies is like knocking down Auschwitz and saying "The <span style="font-style: italic;">concentration</span> camps were <span style="font-style: italic;">study halls</span>, not death chambers" well...um, not quite, but you get my point.<br /><br />With Reggie Bush forfeiting the Heisman Trophy and the Heisman Committee forfeiting their logic, who is the biggest loser? The people who believe in a <span style="font-style: italic;">Football</span> Oscar? Oh, the Vanity! I didn't know that a 1996 Chevy was considered a performance enhancing drug. They injected useless material with "value" (heisman) and took it away, giving the impression that it <span style="font-style: italic;">mattered</span>. He'll replace the Heisman with his <span style="font-style: italic;">Super Bowl Ring</span>. You can entertain the fiasco if you'd like to but know this, that's all it is.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Entertainment</span>.<br /><br />In unrelated but related news...............<br /><br /><br />There have been a rash of airplane crashes and misfortunes. One airplane crashed in Venezuela with 47 passengers aboard, about half of them died. Another plane crashed in Japan, death happened. An American Pilot was even arrested by Dutch Police because he was intoxicated and trying to pilot a passenger plane.<br /><br />So far, it seems as if more planes have crashed in 2010, than have safely landed in 2010. <span class="status-body"><span class="status-content"><span class="entry-content">Don't get me wrong, I enjoy flying on airplanes, I just don't like crashing Kitty Hawk planes. Surviving an auto accident at 32 mph is possible... Surviving a plane crash moving at Mach-1 is tough unless you can Capri-Sun yourself into a liquid or something (My references are insane, I know)... Sooooo after two plane crashes within the last two or three days and a drunken pilot detainment in Amsterdam, who wants to fly Air Travolta??? In lieu of all the airplane crashes, I prefer Airplanes with "Wings"... I am @Ironsheek. Follow me.<br /></span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRPV3xOZYLp4KT5eJsuAogIUsnLjnUYjZ64eVfB-AMGA1i7lm10fo1spca9DkPKuer14vphdC0Jzgjvfh9pB7qgzEj2oVjrAcUXlsYxamyNgWCsQudqHLOpn3oR1TGySut0rRaR0iJOxI/s1600/Red+Bull+Plane"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRPV3xOZYLp4KT5eJsuAogIUsnLjnUYjZ64eVfB-AMGA1i7lm10fo1spca9DkPKuer14vphdC0Jzgjvfh9pB7qgzEj2oVjrAcUXlsYxamyNgWCsQudqHLOpn3oR1TGySut0rRaR0iJOxI/s320/Red+Bull+Plane" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516993351846198114" border="0" /></a>Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-1968584671157703362010-09-10T12:47:00.000-07:002010-09-10T16:11:17.595-07:00Oddities: Cost of a Granny Smith Apple/Uncle Paco<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdhFFYyilwpjfJamR8osRJ4b0yM8-HcS4OepFI9RRxzgPVkYE7rQM0e54yAqKzW521xCRtsPKHfjo3NFuQLTLoIQXLBby5wbilrHdfF0O2AnW6xFiQAPBWwpPRwPtPI1T8gGfge2WC2cI/s1600/99'+Escort"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdhFFYyilwpjfJamR8osRJ4b0yM8-HcS4OepFI9RRxzgPVkYE7rQM0e54yAqKzW521xCRtsPKHfjo3NFuQLTLoIQXLBby5wbilrHdfF0O2AnW6xFiQAPBWwpPRwPtPI1T8gGfge2WC2cI/s320/99'+Escort" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515382944671824754" /></a><br />With each day being as interesting as the one before it, more oddities have come to my attention Blogosphere. Wanna hear about them? Sure you do!<br /> <br />I was driving by a Used Car Dealership when I noticed a 99' Escort on sale for $1995, which is like buying a half-bitten Granny Smith Apple for $49. This came as a surprise initially, but I was sobered by a thought. The thought that being able to forcefully spike a basketball through a metal ring could do more for one's life than a Bachelor's Degree could. In some cases at least. Ok, many cases... Most cases. The aforementioned allegory was used to say this: America has an interesting "value" system, you should pay attention more. <br /><br />In other unrelated but related news............<br /><br />In the last week, a pastor from Florida by the name of Terry Jones has created quite the spectacle. Out of all books Americans don't read, the Quran was singled out. With the average American Reading Level resting at the 7th grade, I'm surprised he wasn't more at odds with Webster's Dictionary. If you burn something like the Quran, you probably share the same animosity towards all other books you have trouble reading. <br /><br />Had you known anything about anything, you'd know that burning a Quran is like defacing your M. Knight Shyamalan interpretation of Jesus. Yes, Jesus is one of the multiple prophets represented in the book. I don't claim to be religious the least bit, but I am informed. Knowledge, is power. Cliche as it may be, the notion has transcended time. Until next time, I am @Ironsheek on Twitter. Follow, and enjoy.<br /><br />In case you were wondering what Pastor Terry Jones does in his spare time, here's an idea. The resemblance is uncanny. <br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uOwhrCkMiKA?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uOwhrCkMiKA?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTxURwqopp2vVhGZ7Auyh5mbGePXKBsDUgNALQHpEi44APmyVYNhAYNlosrr1eDfPe_0jp3FMxwxqyEStpfH0ZoOdBGjRqP4SYFyebIr0ozBMLxV9E0RvnN_hWp07sYQNUISoqQ7fx6oM/s1600/Pastor-Terry-Jones-.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTxURwqopp2vVhGZ7Auyh5mbGePXKBsDUgNALQHpEi44APmyVYNhAYNlosrr1eDfPe_0jp3FMxwxqyEStpfH0ZoOdBGjRqP4SYFyebIr0ozBMLxV9E0RvnN_hWp07sYQNUISoqQ7fx6oM/s320/Pastor-Terry-Jones-.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515422903853563138" /></a>Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-89992723669855198482010-09-03T08:02:00.000-07:002010-09-03T10:28:39.158-07:00OdditiesHello there blogosphere. I think Blogosphere is the proper way of addressing you, if not, to hell with formality... or Hades. <br /><br />Today I write to the incessant sound of "We care about Paris Hilton but can't figure out why" but that's neither here nor there, I digress. I come to you because I haven't written in a while... because I was writing in a blog smaller than this, a "micro-blog"... Twitter to be exact.<br /><br />It's been an odd month... A 24-Year old man attacked a Bear, the Bear mauled him, and people almost unanimously agreed that the Bear had a bad attitude... I think the bear was hungry so it acted like a BEAR, in my Uber-confident-but-not-arrogant opinion. <br /><br />Another Oil Rig exploded in the Gulf of Mexico, letting officials know that they need to build offshore oil rigs faster because they have short shelf lives. Local citizens are infuriated because they're now fueling their cars with what is now, the Water Supply. <br /><br />Antoine Dodson has taken the place of the General Larry Platt who immortalized "Pants on the Ground". One Bojangle replaces another for all of us to enjoy, at the expense of an entire group of people who should be disassociated of course. Excellent.<br /><br />Hurricane Earl struck the East Coast, with a bright orange Extension Cord. Earl denies the claim that alcohol had anything to do with it. Maybe since the weather authorities named Hurricane Earl after a Truck Stop Clerk, they can name the next big storm after an Italian "informant", Hurricane Fugazi.<br /><br />A man plummeted 40-stories only to have his death thwarted by a woman's car. I thought to myself "Hmm, maybe her AllState Insurance could front his medical bill. Too greedy? Perhaps. He <span style="font-style:italic;">did</span> survive a 40-Story free-fall, he <span style="font-style:italic;">is</span> in "Good Hands".<br /><br />Ben Rothlisberger got his 6-game NFL suspension reduced to 4 games by Roger Goodell after his second or third sexual assault accusation... while Plaxico Burress gets denied prison work release for shooting himself. "Exemplary" standards are being set.<br /><br />Paris Hilton may get banned from Las Vegas due to her Cocaine possession charges, although the loss of Las Vegas may affect her "business", she thanks ATM I mean God that she wasn't carrying crack. Powder receives preferential treatment.<br /><br />Harvey Keitel might be Steve Carrell's replacement in "The Office", turning it into "The Precinct".<br /><br />Stay tuned ladies and gentlemen... Follow me at www.twitter.com/Ironsheek. I am @Ironsheek. Much Love, tell everyone you know about the unofficial official news that I bring. @Ironsheek. Subscribe to my blogs.Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-72752475611916683662010-07-14T18:36:00.000-07:002010-07-14T18:38:40.105-07:00Know THIS!The fact that 20th Century Fox is now 21st Century Fox is a little insulting... only because the production company feels that we need a clock that tells us what CENTURY it is...<br /><br />"Thugs" in film cannot keep their guns straight...at all... Maybe the Glocks they carry are weighted on one side, like custom bowling balls...<br /><br /><br />Dr. Kavorkian would honor suicidal wishes by providing professional assistance, some Anti-Depressants MAKE you wanna kill yourself. Pharmaceuticals don't consider drug-related suicides "casualties", they consider them SIDE EFFECTS. <br /><br />Sports like Boxing, the MMA and the UFC were made to keep weak and/or sane men safe at bars and nightclubs without having to risk serious injury or humiliation. These men can remain men even if they lack the strength and/or dexterity of an alpha one.<br /><br />In cinema, the loner who is heavily outnumbered will probably win. Weapons don't work too well in this situation. Sorry, maybe your chances will improve if you jump him or her with less people.<br /><br />In cinema, Vampires are romantic white males with elongated canines, women were sprinkled in contemporarily for EEOC purposes.... just so you know... In case Bram Stoker didn't mention it...<br /><br />When you ask a person how they've been doing and their response involves something having to do with "I'm blessed" or "God is good" they are probably STRESSED. They utter this to reassure themselves that 1.Their situation is going to improve and 2. They are ashamed of their imperfection. "Only I have problems, and I don't want anyone to know"<br /><br />Humans are greedy, if a Unicorn were to actually surface on our Planet someone would try to Lasso it, breed it with a Thoroughbred, and then race the baby in the Kentucky Derby to win impossible amounts of money.<br /><br />If you have to "Take time to think" then you don't do it very often now do you...?<br /><br />Unintelligent people on Earth lead me to believe that there may actually be intelligent life elsewhere.<br /><br /><br />Ladies and Gentlemen enjoy, be honest, love, and spread this good news. Follow me at www.twitter.com/Ironsheek, I am @Ironsheek, and this goes on all day. Share this. Thank You. Much love!Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-83265927828283139052010-07-14T12:12:00.000-07:002010-07-14T12:13:37.047-07:00Blood SportIt has come to my attention that some people have a disdain for Blood Sports such as the UFC or Boxing, well I have a disdain for people falling asleep at the WHEEL but I don't campaign against anti-histamines because they fight allergens.<br /><br />It's simple, not only were these sports created by Capitalists who profit from pain and entertainment, but these sports were also the result of Human Nature's insatiable desire to destroy things. Consider this, what was Kimbo Slice doing before "Organized Fighting"? Punching peoples EYES out in Dade County. Sound familiar? Imagine Wladimir Klitzchko billigerently drunk at some ridiculous club with hipsters sprinkled everywhere on the Las Vegas strip, that could result in someone encountering the "Wrong-Fu-Fist".<br /><br />The aforementioned stewards of violence are well known, but there are a plethora of gladiators trained in the "Killing Arts" that aren't recognizable unless they've got the Mr. Potato Head Ears...The result? Your goofy ass, handed to you, because you wouldn't shut the hell up or listen to your girlfriend's "Let it go".<br /><br />I use these examples to illuminate one of the purposes for a caged octagon, wrestling ring, or a boxing ring. Your potential well-being, to keep THEIR ass, away from YOUR ass. Instead of you receiving a "Finish Him" in public, sporting events and venues have been created that enable you to pay to see OTHER citizens get mangled... in public...To your primitive enjoyment. Inhumane? I don't know, open a dictionary, define "Humane", muse about that philosophically, or ask PETA, since they claim to have morality by the balls maybe they can provide some insight. Again, consider the cage, octagon, or a ring a great big container for crazy motherfuckers. Better them than me.<br /><br />P.S They aren't villains and they aren't all out-of-control, but you can't deny the danger in their passion for fighting... mixed with your lack of fighting ability.Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-45241556728130650432010-07-14T12:08:00.000-07:002010-07-14T12:10:52.049-07:00Blood SportIt has come to my attention that some people have a disdain for Blood Sports such as the UFC or Boxing, well I have a disdain for people falling asleep at the WHEEL but I don't campaign against anti-histamines because they fight allergens.<br /><br />It's simple, not only were these sports created by Capitalists who profit from pain and entertainment, but these sports were also the result of Human Nature's insatiable desire to destroy things. Consider this, what was Kimbo Slice doing before "Organized Fighting"? Punching peoples EYES out in Dade County. Sound familiar? Imagine Wladimir Klitzchko billigerently drunk at some ridiculous club with hipsters sprinkled everywhere on the Las Vegas strip, that could result in someone encountering the "Wrong-Fu-Fist".<br /><br />The aforementioned stewards of violence are well known, but there are a plethora of gladiators trained in the "Killing Arts" that aren't recognizable unless they've got the Mr. Potato Head Ears...The result? Your goofy ass, handed to you, because you wouldn't shut the hell up or listen to your girlfriend's "Let it go".<br /><br />I use these examples to illuminate one of the purposes for a caged octagon, wrestling ring, or a boxing ring. Your potential well-being, to keep THEIR ass, away from YOUR ass. Instead of you receiving a "Finish Him" in public, sporting events and venues have been created that enable you to pay to see OTHER citizens get mangled... in public...To your primitive enjoyment. Inhumane? I don't know, open a dictionary, define "Humane", muse about that philosophically, or ask PETA, since they claim to have morality by the balls maybe they can provide some insight. Again, consider the cage, octagon, or a ring a great big container for crazy motherfuckers. Better them than me.<br /><br />P.S They aren't villains and they aren't all out-of-control, but you can't deny the danger in their passion for fighting... mixed with your lack of fighting ability.Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-35853002246104555542010-07-09T07:31:00.000-07:002010-07-09T09:04:20.886-07:00Locus of ControlThis blog entry will be wordy because there are a few important elements I'd like to speak to you about. <br /><br />I'd be remiss if I didn't offer a brief commentary about the decision that Lebron James made on ESPN last night. The pandemonium was the likes of which I had never seen, so much so that the Oscar Grant Civil Rights proceedings were eclipsed --A problem in itself but I won't comment here-- by the sheer magnitude of the spectacle that is James. <br /><br />I could sense both the collective elation by some "fans" and the despair in others. Jersey burnings, outrage, and classless insults by Dan Gilbert permeated the air. Its simple, they were satisfied with their Circus and their Multi-Million Dollar act, Lebron James, and Lebron James developed enough courage to put an end to it.<br /><br />There was also a strange sense of apathy in the City of Cleveland as if they were familiar with this. They WERE familiar with this. They let NFL legend Jim Brown retire, to HOLLYWOOD, in his PRIME. They let two entire FOOTBALL TEAMS go, one became the Cincinnati Bengals and one became the Baltimore Ravens! Now "those two teams are kickin they ass", as my father had puts it. This is a symptom of organizational incompetence. If anyone could see it, it would've been the employee, after 8 years of service.<br /><br />Buzzing around me were expectations that I had come to expect from a culture that feels that they have the right to make you into either a Demigod or a Devil contingent upon whether you bend to their will or not. <br /><br />These are "Fans". The same group that welcomes you into their city so that they can marvel at your talents and claim you as exclusive property is the same group that will curse your very name, burn your jersey as an act of sacrilege, and wish you "hell" when they realize that you're a lemon that they can no longer squeeze, manipulate, or do contract to perform tricks to their amusement. You're freeing yourself, you're out of their Locus of Control when you realize what power you have and take Autonomy over your own career, your own life. This enrages those who are losing "control". Fans of new and old didn't consider these things when they issued their knee-jerk reactions of exaltation or condemnation. Last night was a clear marker that illuminated what Human Nature has always been about. Power. When people lose that, they lose "it"... <br /><br />Someone's intelligence was underestimated last night and what he has already done for the City of Cleveland was quickly forgotten. His decision wasn't based on money --Hell, he's making less than Joe Johnson who is clearly a lesser player--... James, Wade, and Bosh took a pay cut because they wanted to form "team" and with this, they want to finally bag the elusive Championship. This "team" was the same one erected around Magic and Kareem at one point. Jordan, who needed Pippen's services and then Rodman's services from the Pistons. When Shaq was sent to assist Bryant. These so-called "Dream Teams" were no different. They were casts, put together.<br /><br />The only difference in career trajectory that Lebron had than the "greats" were that they were a part of organizations that cared enough to bring talent TO them while Lebron had to perform the work his Front Office didn't, and find those complimentaries even if it meant leaving. This isn't NBA JAM, but this is a business and these players are employees. As an employee you seek out the job most suitable for you and your family not necessarily the job ABSOLUTE STRANGERS suggest. I'm not only a sports-lover but I'm also a lover of freedom. At LEAST let these guys enjoy their sport without shackling them with it. Fans will be fanatics until you live your life by your terms, then they become sworn enemies. It's only a sport, it isn't that serious. Within the realm of sports, even the most learned of individuals lose their humanity and it becomes yet another Coliseum, with Gladiators. Google that.Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-60246283931938045422010-06-30T11:26:00.000-07:002010-06-30T11:28:54.959-07:00The Hot Tub AccidentI came across an ESPN news article this afternoon-- http://es.pn/ckXEiW -- Rather than mentioning that the kid "Drowned" ESPN would much rather headline that Randall Cunningham's son died in a "hot tub accident" like his Hot Tub crossed the MedianIronsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-24707204329476922402010-06-30T10:56:00.000-07:002010-06-30T11:09:53.004-07:00Junior HurricaneMeteorologists take pride in naming hurricanes like people and name babies. "His name is Alex... Hurricane Alex he's named after his great grandfather who was a Category 5. He died of tropical depression its a sad story, really. Hopefully he grows big and strong... Doctor says he'll only become a Category 3 or 4 at best but we're hoping for major property damage out of this youngster"Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-63108530651871592592010-06-30T10:53:00.000-07:002010-06-30T10:55:26.508-07:00The Chuck Norris AddendumThis just formulated in my head ---> Chuck Norris added an addendum to Newton's Law. Then the addendum killed it. Chuck obeys no law. For every action there is a Funeral.Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-39461459779101442882010-06-30T09:50:00.000-07:002010-06-30T09:57:14.014-07:00Blog ConfigurationI wouldn't say that I'm "changing" my blog's style but after examining this here "Blogosphere" I realize that I'm not fully utilizing my unique voice, my pacing, my tone or my true style. Let's say that I'm "altering" my blog instead of "changing" it, you're going to see what I see or at LEAST see that I see what I see and not what anyone else on the planet sees and you'll enjoy it even if you don't fully understand it. Nevertheless when you come across the blog it's identity will be clear and easily distinguishable from the rest. My stream-of-consciousness will enter this blog. We enter, "Musings."Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-74076144322481372962010-06-17T08:13:00.000-07:002010-06-17T09:02:22.216-07:00It's been a whileWhat's going on universe, actually, let me capitalize "universe" seeing as that it's pretty much a big deal --ahem-- What's going on UNIVERSE!! I missed you as much as you, me. A lot has happened since my last blog in January so we'll get right into it including the submission of mooooore Blogs! Sound good? Then walk with me this will be fun!<br /><br />I was slighted in the Graduate School admissions process as NYU said "There's like, nooo way", University of Cincinnati said "Your scores dude", UK(little bro goes there) said "This was very tough for us" yea, ok riiiight. During the admissions wait I was totally calm because either it would or wouldn't happen, I have plans regardless. <br /><br />I was surprised by the results actually. I wasn't discouraged because "Oh woe is me I'm not going to be able to continue being a nerd in this sham of an educational system" or anything it was more-so an Ego thing for me, yes, I'm willing to admit that are YOU? I have no problem doing so because I'm talented and you should believe in yourself the way that I believe in me, it'll get you places you never even imagined. It was an ego check because to be honest I used to make fun of professorial and higher educational incompetence WITH other professors, that's the kind of intellectual capacity I feel I have, so for those schools to admit who they did and not me was hilarious to us. <br /><br />You may take some of the aforementioned as foolhardy narcissism and gloating but you will realize that this is a stream-of-conscience dialogue. One of honesty containing thoughts we all share, impulses that we all have as a commonplace. This is an exercise in humility, futility, and continued mobility. <br /><br />Now back to what I was saying. I began to muse about the Educational System and why someone as accomplished as I, was blindly denied even though I told NYU I would drive there to meet with them. They denied me with no face to face interview to know my character or anything they just rubber-stamp you. I was under the impression that they actually knew who they were admitting. That surprised me, it was a matter of chance. This told me that there was much more to this "Higher Education" than meets the eye. If you're an institution in a Capitalist land, then it's going to be about numbers, period. There IS no heart in it, there IS no logic behind it. Just sad faces stern demeanor and cold hard cash. They don't care about whether or not their incoming cohorts are actually competent or if they have the passion and ability to change the world around them, all they need is a minimum gpa, score, and a fat check.<br /><br />Why do you think Pre-Selected "Loan Lenders" are readily at your disposal as soon as you're admitted? The financial advisors are the sales team that peddle the Loan Company's wares, the clientele? The confused and frightened students. Well, in my thinking I understood that hustlers founded USA and hustlers run it. A "Loan Lender" is the contemporary and politically correct term for "Bookie" and they'll still fiscally "break your knees" if you don't pay up. Instead of gold medallions and slick backs, they have shirts, slacks, and cheap ties. The "Bookie" sees to it that 1.You can attend the University under the false pretense that it'll "Pay off in the long run" and 2. Your University gets paid upfront via "loans" whether you fail or succeed so it's not in it for them to care about education per se, but about enrollment numbers and a consistent flow of directionless scholar automatons who view this as the next step to god-knows-what. The same is that of Graduate Schools. It's a cash-cow and the product that Higher Education sells, is HOPE.<br /><br />As I digress, that was 3 out of 4 Universities that had waved me off like I was a gnat at their bar-b-que. The final University's response came via email early one Monday Morning. I woke up, looked at my phone and came across an email from the University of Central Florida in Orlando and it read, "Congratulations"...Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-7394413134910346112010-01-13T15:16:00.000-08:002010-01-13T15:31:13.425-08:00Procrastination's Bitch.What's going on everybody (ME) Sorry it's taken me so damn long to get back on my OWN BLOG to give you all the 411 on the thing that I feel is interesting enough to blog about, my LIFE (like everyone else)! <br /><br />Excuse? Umm, well uhhh.... *hurriedly spoken* I AM PROCRASTINATION'S BITCH FROM TIME TO TIME! There, hughhh I said it. I haven't been up to terrible amounts though just work at AT&T convincing people to purchase decidedly unattractive phones who may or may NOT need them in the first place. I must say that retail sales in non-busy arenas are highly pointless, and the lack of an iPhone in the store is definitely a shock to my commission's system. I don't like retail sales the least bit but I should at LEAST be able to benefit from it but NOPE, the town--Yes, TOWN--is overrun by 3000 "practical" truck and/or SUV driving residents who "don't wont none of them FANCY phones" so yes, I just do BILL PAYS all day while I make my meager wage with my Bachelor that few even KNOW that I have.<br /><br />Tell you all WHAT though, I've gotten a lot accomplished thus far though, and I'm halfway though my GradSchool applications so that I can move forward as planned. The schools so far are UK, UC, NYU, and UCF. This whole deal is simply the "in between" time ya'know? Like I said before--DID I say this before?--This minuscule existence after graduating from college in kenucky, moving to the Bay and then moving back has been a humbling experience. I've learned so much about me and about the nature of this very world that we all live in and share--we SHOULD share that is--together. I understand that I'm probably STILL talking to my self at this moment but, wait....HEY maybe my friend Annie Pethe from Hungary is listening.... Haha ya gotta love being connected with the world, it's OURS. Until next time.Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-9453225351673221862009-11-24T18:10:00.000-08:002009-11-24T18:26:40.185-08:00Back for Round 2Shout out to my 1st follower...ME! That's okay though we're making progress and as long as we're making "progress?" Can't complain one bit about it. The world within me is so rich and is populated with the memories of my past and recent adventures, travels, and various exploits, but, it REALLY has me longing for more at this point. The understanding that this stagnant period (see the last post) is only temporary only has me anxious--in a good way--about what's to come. <br /><br />I drove down to Lex (Lexington, Kentucky) the other day to pick up my little brother Chuck who's a freshman at UK, we've been having a blast. He's what's making the decision between grad schools so difficult actually. The dilemma? Well, wouldn't it be cool if we both attended the same University at the same time? It think so, I mean, that hasn't been possible since he was in kindergarten and I was in like the 3rd grade. Drawback? I'm not really feeling UK's program. Seems like an immense waste of two years only because it has a systematic redundancy about it, but, who knows. We'll find out when I actually visit them and speak in person perhaps. Plus, going to UC wouldn't be so bad as that program seemed pretty awesome from my visit and so is the campus. Additionally, Cincinnati definitely seems more exciting consistently than said Lexington. What do you guys think? <br /><br />Sidebar, follow me at Ironsheek on Twitter that way you guys can hang out all the time lol. Wanna know what's funny? UNLESS you're reading this now? I'm still talking to myself but REMEMBER, we're making "Progress".... Until next time.Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1451877228983916356.post-36137312275322517832009-11-19T08:49:00.000-08:002009-11-19T09:19:58.409-08:00Please Allow Me to Introduce myselfHey Blog, um... World? Sphere? Oh well not important but what IS important is that I remember to click "submit when I compose a Blog! I was SO hurt when I clicked on "view blog" with great anticipation to no avail whatsoever so suppose I do this aGAIN. No biggie I have the strongest thumbs this side of the Rio Grande, yes I'm typing this from my prē which I give eight thumbs up by the way... As I digress although I was making no particular point to begin with so I guess I wasn't digressing the least bit, although I COULD be at this current juncture.<br /><br />Sparing the formalities of being a firs-time blogger let us get straight INTO it shall we? In my 22 years of life I've never been at such a stagnant period in life stifled by such monotony such as selling cell phones and then..... Being talked to by a salesman ABOUT the cellphones! Not the least bit fun and most certainly not the least bit interesting. This 9-5 with no true aim or purpose in your individual lifetime/bucketlist pursuits doesn't always work for everyone now DOES it? <br /><br />It's funny, because although I loathe the aforementioned, it HAS re-awakened my creatvity and drive that mind-numbing institutions like high school do a great job of disipating. This experience has encouraged great introspect and reflection, something that people who get caught up in so-called "life" to do. To reflect is to get to know you, your talents, gifts and abilities as well as how to apply them. If you can't do this? You're firing a weapon with no aim, thus, wandering aimlessly... Pun INTENDED! <br /><br />I do need to get to traveling and exploring like Dora again. It misses me. Big things are planned even if I don't quite know what they are and the same goes for all you out there, just open your mind and heart in preparation for those plans to unfurl. I'll be SURE to submit this time, oh and before I forget, you can also find me at @Ironsheek on Twitter...More later...Ironsheekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17095673742207351452noreply@blogger.com0