<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Urinal Cakes</title><description>This is the blog of Tony West. It is where you can find random rantings and ravings. My thoughts on many a subject. One may also wish to investigate my links to other very interesting blogs. From the technologically inclined to the down right unintelligible.</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Tony West)</managingEditor><pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2024 02:25:30 -0800</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><item><title>17.5 down 1/2 to go</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2006/01/175-down-12-to-go.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2006 17:10:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-113728791313247828</guid><description>It is very difficult to endure these last six months. Although that is a relatively short time, my circumstance causes time to slow. Right now I'm sitting in my niece's room @ her 1' high desk and chair typing this. "Why?" you ask. Because it is the only time that I have to post(I'm here babysitting, Jessica is watching her at the moment). In six months the world will be mine to explore, but until then I am a slave. What radical change will occur in me six months from now that would allow me to ascend into adulthood? There is none. My life is so restricted because socity say I am a child, not to mention my parents. To demonstrate how much my life sucks I will go now. Even the refuge that I manage to escape to is short.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title/><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-here-i-am-four-months-later.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2006 12:27:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-113701262565536476</guid><description>So here I am, four months later. I haven't posted in so long I've forgotten the meaning of the word. A lot has happened since my last posts. As you are aware I didn't follow thru on my podcasts. Also I have decided to stop participating in most of my extra-curricular activities (I'm not doing the spring play). But, there are reasons for my actions and there is light in my future. Only six months and the hell is over, no more school. At that point I plan to attend MCC for CS while working on a novel I wish to publish. I haven't told many about it, but it is coming along. I'm sure most will think that I'm too young and not ambitious enough to publish a work of fiction, yet I will persist. I don't' want to give details out just yet, but I've made a lot of progress. When I've completed the first draft I will likely ask for input, and then I will share it with close friends and relatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to stop doing so many extra-curricular activities because I'd rather spend my time on other things. School work, writing, programming. Which, oh, by the way I'm in the process of writing a wicked game. It is an adventure/quest played using text based commands, but this is no garden-variety, run-of-the-mill adventure game. This is a whopper, and I've decided to include a graphical component to the game. Text describes the environment, but I have a map to show relative movement and location. I'm thinking of adding and graphical inventory interface for quick use of items too. Anyways I'll inform you when I make further progress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still with Jessica for all who may be concerned. I won't say much about her because she might not wish me to, but I'll say a little. I care very much about her, but sometimes things are difficult for both of us. I want things to work out, and I sure hope they do. But, for know I must just let things be and wait, 'go with the flow'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I mentioned that my future looked bright. It sure does! Six months and school is over. Then I will be free, and I'll have my own car. I'll be able to do as I please. We will be getting wireless internet so I finally have proper access to the web, and that means I'll be able to post all the time. I will also be getting a laptop for home and college use. I've always thought of laptops as wasteful, but now I see that there portability is actually that valuable. But, I must be going now, I'll try to post more, but no promises. Bid me luck in my last leg of hell!</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>NEWS FLASH</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/09/news-flash.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 18:44:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-112752634489531782</guid><description>Ben is a dumb-ass. He smells like cow patties!</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><title>I'm back from outerspace...</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-back-from-outerspace.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 13:30:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-112552089074315030</guid><description>So here's the deal. We've recorded a couple of podcasts, however had no time to convert them to an acceptable format and then post them. I haven't had much time to post either. As you can see by my lack of posts. School starts on Tuesday the 7th I believe. I have only two days of work left which I admittedly will miss. I'm here with Jessica, and after realizing that I haven't posted in a long time I thought it a good idea. But I've looked around at others blogs and realized that no one is(with the exception of scott of course!). I've realized that blogging is a big undertaking; which is the sacrafice to be had, to use this powerful tool. I will be attempting to post more often in the hope that others will follow. It is going to be difficult however considering school is starting. I am taking an AP course and I will be a Sr. There is also a play we are doing. Rehersals commence a week after school starts. There's a lot going on. I'd like to relax. but it is good to be busy. I must leave you all for now, but I'll post again soon. Oh yeah, I can't wait to get the hell outta' highschool! Having a job makes me realize this more than ever.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>We're gonna' follow thru</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/07/were-gonna-follow-thru.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2005 20:01:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-112139673996461948</guid><description>Well everyone, sorry I haven't posted in a good long time. I've been busy with work and Jess and such. It's our 5 month anniversary by the way. But, I have good news. Jessica and I have decided to actually have start our PodCast "venture". Hopefully our first airing will be up by the end of the weekend. I don't have time to write much more now, but I'll post again soon, hopefully as our first podcast.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Podcasting, a new venture?</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/06/podcasting-new-venture.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jun 2005 18:14:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111983519895712229</guid><description>To all my readers out there(the whole three of you, jk). This summer will be an interesting one. I start work tomorrow, I'm going to work on getting VB certified, and another thing I'll give you a hint. It starts with "pod" and ends with a "casting". Jessica and I will hopefully host a show this summer. I will notify you all when we first air. I think maybe I'll record one of our phone convos. without telling her, and then post that. That would be pretty amusing don't you think? Anyways, I must retire to sleep because I must work early in the morning. See ya'</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Dark Rooms with No Doors</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/06/dark-rooms-with-no-doors.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2005 21:57:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111967549478788610</guid><description>I'm in the dark, I need guidance, help me.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Me got new blog! I think you groovy!</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/06/me-got-new-blog-i-think-you-groovy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2005 08:04:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111936664750953443</guid><description>I have created a new blog. This new blog is to contain my views on life, politics, and religion. If you don't wish to see what I write, then don't read it. I will put the first few posts from it on Urinal Cakes. It's called &lt;a href = "http://livestockordeadlock.blogspot.com"&gt;Livestock or Deadlock&lt;/a&gt; ,please visit. All should read my latest post, it is called Absolutism &amp; Classes. It is on both Urinal Cakes and Livestock or Deadlock.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Absolutism &amp; Classes</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/06/absolutism-classes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2005 07:46:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111936530326324310</guid><description>I will not deny that I am still young, however I resent that many think of me as unwise and irresponsible. Yet, I have come to many conclusions regarding life that I feel are accurate. Although my perspective on life may change, my overall being, who I am is constant. I have changed a great deal in the past few years, for I was realizing who am. I have concluded that all life is change and that nothing is absolute. I have also come to learn that everything can be interpreted in so many ways and viewed in so many perspectives. There is no such thing as a true absolute statement regarding any subject. This is the root of all conflict. &lt;br /&gt; All conflict is caused by two things, ignorance and greed. One's failure to understand another's views or culture. One's failure to step into another's shoes, to understand their actions. I don't deny that I do this, because I do. But, I have an open mind, which is one of the most valuable things one can have. However, I am also very skeptical, I only believe what makes logical sense and can be proved. Which leads to a discussions on religion, but we'll save that for another time. The other that causes conflict as I said is greed. The failure for one to feel empathy for another. The act of performing an act for self gain. Now, let us step back for a moment. As I said earlier all conflict is caused by either ignorance or greed. Well, I also said that no statement is absolute. I will also tell you that there are always exceptions. Wait a minute though, I'm talking in absolutes even now, "always". So there's even exceptions to the exception rule. What I should've said was that there usually are exceptions. Anyways, conflict can be caused by more than just ignorance and greed. It was an absolute statement that I made, and there is more to it than just one absolute answer.&lt;br /&gt; We must learn to break through the black and white, no longer be narrow minded. For instance, there is never a clearcut "good" or "evil"(oops that's an absolute statement, so really there RARELY is a good and evil, black and white). Rather, we classify things to make life easier. It is difficult for us to understand complex relationships, therefore we break up objects into classes. This creates confusion and miscommunication. Language is a means of communication that lacks precision. It was difficult for me to write this, because I know that I'm not expressing everything as precisely as I mean to, and that not everyone will understand this as I mean it. Many will interpret this differently than I mean it. But, moving back to classes. Humans classify, they break up everything into simplified structures, classes and subclasses. Yet, it causes inaccuracy and confusion. Now let's stop for a moment, up until now I've been spewing information at you. So if I am any kind of persuasive writer, and if you're susceptible to persuasion you probably agree with me. I have given you no basis for truth, no proof except my word. However, I told you to be skeptical and not to believe all you are told. So I'll give you some basis for belief, but the best proof is to live and experience life to see what I mean. One instance of classification being inaccurate comes back to "good" versus "evil", is there really such thing as good or evil? Even in movies, the "good guy" isn't ever(absolutes again) really "good". Even if he is good, there is always another point of view that could argue other ideas, maybe that he really is "evil". Think of your favorite superhero, is he/she really that good? Probably not, they likely have a number of flaws, no one's that perfect, no one is that "good". Now I must remember to be careful, I am talking in absolutes again. What about religion? As I said before that is another discussion, I will approach that later. But, one may argue that there is true good and evil. God/Jesus versus Satan/Sin, good versus evil. And it makes logical sense that in our world there is no clearcut good or evil. I can justify this because we all struggle with sin, to try to be good, yet we are tempted to sin. Therefore, no one is a true good, or true evil force. We are all degrees of good and evil, and there is only one true good, and one true evil. I'm not saying I believe anything specific when it comes to religion, but  I am looking at this objectively and saying it is possible. I do have doubts, but I will talk about religion another time.&lt;br /&gt; Moving back to proving that classification is an inaccurate practice. I will demonstrate using simple physical objects, let's say... furniture. Think about how inaccurate and confusing the word 'chair' is. You might say, "Its a piece of furniture that you sit in." Furniture is a class, and chair is a subclass of furniture. But then how do you define furniture, we have some gray area there. Also, furniture you sit on is not specific only to class 'chair', what about a couch? So, okay let's say we're both in a room and I say, "Sit in that chair." You would wonder which chair, for you'd not know which chair, "that"chair is. So I would say, "The blue one." Now we've established two classes that we must understand, and the descriptive enumeration, blue that all generalize what I'm trying to say. These classes by themselves do not provide very much information, rather they provide "enough" information to get by on. To describe 'chair' much further it takes a great deal of effort. Let's say it's a recliner, that would be a subclass of class 'chair' that we must understand. It is very structured and understandable, however it lacks flexibility and is not very descriptive. If I have blue recliner X, and another blue recliner that is completely different, we'll call it Y. Unless I want to define and relate numerous more classes I can't describe the 'chair', and even if I do it is not a completely accurate description. this is very frustrating, yet it is the way that we are able to understand our world as we know it. At this point in time it seems there is no way around the restrictions of classification. we structure our world so it is more "user friendly", just as a computer program. Yet, because we eliminate flexibility and level of understanding, there are so many things that I will never understand. There is no way to communicate them to me. I can't imagine what it's like to be of another culture or race. Yet I keep an open mind, and respect others because I know their views aren't wrong, just different.&lt;br /&gt; I don't know what I believe. I have views on somethings, but they may change, and I always have an open mind. I just go with the flow, and make decisions as I go. I'm attempting to find spirituality, but it's hard for I don't know what to believe, and I'm skeptical. I've had some help, however it's something I must realize for myself, and it will take time. But, the main point of me writing this is to express that I feel that nothing in life is black and white, that everything is linked in a complex manner. There are many things that can't be explained. I don't claim to understand them, but I know that I must look at life from all perspectives to live it to its fullest, and not to jump to any conclusions. Much conflict is created by disagreement in points of views. Incapability to see things as others do. Many wars were caused by this. Yet war and religion are complex matters that will be discussed later. However, it must be noted that they are linked to the passage which I have just written. It simply makes sense to break them up to look at them separately, as well as linked to one another and this passage. I will cut this short, although there is much more I was going to write I will save it. I think I should spread out my thoughts, so that it can be more easily read, and so that I have time to reflect after each.&lt;br /&gt; In conclusion: Nothing is absolute, although that statement itself is absolute, so I really just contradicted myself! Oh well. Also classification leads to miscommunication. Considering this, have an open mind, but be skeptical. And go with the flow.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Scented podcasting, and using crayons to mow your lawn</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/06/scented-podcasting-and-using-crayons.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 15:20:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111921982713534983</guid><description>Have you ever noticed the weirdest smells? And they don't seem to be coming from anywhere. I mean these bizarre raunchy aromas coming from nowhere. It's the worst when you're sitting with a lot of people, and you get a whiff of tacos and ass-crack. Great, now you are subject to torture and everyone thinks it's you who let one. And sometimes you get things that taste funny, things that taste like a funny smell. My sister got mashed potatos at Peppermints that tasted like new television smell, who woulda' though? You know what smells funny? Crayons. And it's not like all crayons smell the same. Different brands smell different, so what if different colors smelt different? And they have weird names for their colors... like mac 'n cheese, what if the crayon actually smelled like it. Little kids will be eating their wax crayons. Hey did you know that wax sculptors use melted-down defective crayons in their sculptures? Because they don't, but they should, don't you think, to have like multicolored sculpture... Okay this is getting pretty boring so I'll talk about something else. I didn't lacked sleep for like the past three days. See, I'm so tired that I wrote, "I didn't lacked sleep" Really though, I've been pretty tired because I have lacked sleep for the past few days. Friday I woke up early to take exams. I didn't have time to eat, so I went to my first exam without breakfast. The two of my exams lasted approx six hours, then I arrived home. That night I went to Scott's to play AOE2, and Jessica tagged along. I don't think she much enjoyed when we were playing, but I spent time with her afterwards. I managed to win all four games I was in, then Jessica and I watched Star Wars VI. I squeezed in a couple hours sleep, and then I was off home to do chores. When I got home @ eight am, I mowed our 1 &amp; 1/4 acre plot of land and did the trim, I vacuum our basement and mudroom and did any other chores needed. Took most of the day, more than six hours. That night Jess, Lin-z, and I went for a bite at a local diner, and then Jess and I went to the drive-in movies. We saw Mr &amp; Mrs. Smith, and Star Wars III. However, I had already seen Star Wars and I was pretty pooped, so I drifted into sleep. I got home around two am, and  slept in late 'till Sunday afternoon, fathers day. Now it's about five thirty pm Sunday, and hopefully I get a chance to post this tonight. This summer if I have time... podcasting, wow Scott showed me a couple of interesting tid-bits. Damn good thing audioblogger is back up, 'cause I'm gonna' make use of it. After exams, all I have to worry about is a part time job, I'll have time unless I spend it all on other things.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Exhausted from exams</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/06/exhausted-from-exams.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jun 2005 13:00:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111903872954813406</guid><description>Wow, it's easy to get yourself in deep when you've got a girl to kick your ass when you screw up. Yeah, our four month anniv. just slipped my mind whoops. So in fact I'm posting from Jessica's house right now. It's friday and I hope that we have a game tonight. I'm tired and I had two exams today, one was english(piece 'o cake) the other was french. Man I'm tired, I'm just "chillin'" as Jessica would say. Anywho, I hope I see the gang tonight. I'm... SO... t... i. r 'd ...dasfgsdf&lt;br /&gt; agdfseyh ryjkru Oops, well since i'm that tired i should go.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>The Path of Waste</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/06/path-of-waste.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 23:24:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111847275602035512</guid><description>Lads on the brain, operation! ...I mean how is everyone? I haven't posted in centuries 'cause I haven't had a chance to get online for a while. So today was my last day of school, right now I'm @ a LAN party(AOE2). So prom was amazing, and now that schools out I can see Jessica a hell of a lot more. It'll be pretty sweet, no I should say she's pretty sweet. Anywho, I plan to get my VB.NET certs this summer, but it depends on how dedicated I am. I'm pretty tired, it's about 2:30am, and I have to get up early tomorrow... But oh well. I just wish there was one of those magic buttons, you know? Not an easy button tho, although that could be handy sometimes. I just wish that things weren't so complicated, and annoying. I just want rest, I don't want to be lazy, but I want to do what I want. Who cares about school? Right now I don't give a crap. I won't let myself fail, because I know that would come back and lad me. Even tho I could get 100s in all my classes I don't care. You know why? Because the system is corrupt and useless, so why waste my time. I find much information taught in school to be interesting. But, when it is taught in a manner that is dull, with many innacuracies. And when there is so much redundancy and busy work. And when school is not any use to me than to get in to college. Then I say, "who cares". I'm sure many who read this say I'm throwing away an opportunity. An opportunity to what? Waste all my money on an expensive college. I will probably go to a community college, but even if I didn't that would mean I would be a failure? "Oh yes life would be difficult, but it wouldn't be if I went to college?" NO! It's difficult either way, just different paths.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Warning: May cause use of hands</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/04/warning-may-cause-use-of-hands.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2005 12:04:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111454242712009193</guid><description>I need help. Guess what! I may have mentioned that I have completed my most recent VB project. I have also added much additional functionality in the past week. It is pretty groovy, however I need to find other projects to move on to. Any suggestions? In brief, my last project was a simple app that managed a database, which stored client and order info. It was pretty rockin' and although I intend to continue to add a little more to it... I need to move on. Any ideas would be valued. I've got a couple, but I still want to see what others say. By the way, did anyone see the 50% annual brainbech subscription. I would sign up, but I'm spending all I've got on the prom. Also I would be able to make use of it for a while... Oh well. It still sucks urinal cakes though.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>Desire causes Suffering</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/04/desire-causes-suffering.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2005 11:50:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111454156243237806</guid><description>I am weary, I require that which will make me whole... my freedom. I have learned not to dwell on my imprisonment itself, but instead on individual instances caused by being bound to this household. Apart from dealing with those that make my skin crawl, I am not only waiting to start my life (as a free man), but also struggling to do anything I enjoy at all. I don't think of myself as being in high school because I am living for the future. I detest the circumstances that have been forced upon me, therefore I look to hope, I look to the future. I do enjoy the extra-curricular activities I take part in, and the time spend with my friends (which is limited). But, hell I'd give that up for freedom. I do have one thing that I wouldn't like to give up, my girlfriend. Although I'm young and haven't dated much, our relationship is... amazing. It's not pressured, it's not forced. We are ourselves, and well, I can't imagine what it was like without her. I won't say much more than this because I don't know how comfortable she is with me writing this. Still, even though we've been together less than three months I can't emphasize how much I care about her. Anywho, I will move away from the mushy, I will conclude this short and multiemotional post with "All life is suffering," as the Buddhists say. However, I will say, why not make the most of what you've got despite suffering. The true meaning of the quote is that all life is want and we suffer because we can not attain what we desire. So I must make the most of the time I have in this house, and when I leave I will have achieved what I desire... and  will therefore no longer suffer. Buddhists will argue that there will always be another desire after others have been overcome. This may be true, but damn I'll be overjoyed when the time comes, I will be willing to face whatever comes my way.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>No time for... Armor Hot Dogs</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-time-for-armor-hot-dogs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 12:13:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111359312100627087</guid><description>Holy Christmas Batman, There is too much going on. Prom is in three weeks, mocktrial competitions, SATs, a plethora of schoolwork(not that I do it anyways), programming every free second, and trying to see my girlfriend as much as possible w/ the little time left! Sorry about the run-on sentence, but would have less effect if I split it up. And it's hard to do anything w/ my parents always on my case. I need a break, it's Friday afternoon and I bet in a couple of hours scott or loopy will call me up. "Can you come to the game...?" God let my father say yes. But, maybe I could hang out @ the house tonight, and maybe just *cough, cough* "hang out" *cough*. I would want to bring my machine if I came though, yeah right. Anywho, I've got plans... big plans to... I don't know yet. Moving on, I checked out scott's new blog today, one that all should observe it is his essays and writings on the Christian faith. I think all will find it a good read. Sorry that this is such a short entry, but I gotta' go. I post again soon.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Society's Arguments</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/04/societys-arguments.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2005 18:16:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111318300617966186</guid><description>If I could only illustrate to you how unjust society is. Yet, there is no right answer, therefore we must live as justly as possible, and argue as to what the definition of justly is. There is no way to be truly fair or just or moral. Besides it is our nature as humans to look out for our own welfare. Speaking of welfare, that is an arguable issue that has no good answer. Welfare gives aid to those who need it, but it takes the cash that others earn, and many abuse the system anyways. What is the right answer? Many will argue both sides, and barring my opinion it is impossible to come to one right answer. Society is... perpetually fluctuating, but one thing is certain, man has established basic truths  to follow by. It has been established that man has certain rights that are not to be infringed upon. The Ten Commandments epitomize the basics of society's morals for thousands of years. It is wrong to murder, steal, lie, etc. These happen to be specific instances, but simply put, it is wrong to harm another or infringe on another's "natural rights"(as established by the USA's Declaration of Independence). Now don't only think about the wrongs done by murdering another, or burglary, or the such. Think also of the hundreds, and the thousands of sins we commit... EVERY DAY. Now I'm not the most religious person you'll meet, I'm still trying to figure out what the truth is or what I believe in. I can tell you one thing though: We are sinners. It is impossible not to be, what is truly wrong is that this has become acceptable. I think that everyone should be allowed to enjoy life to its fullest, however if others are hurt in consequence of this it is wrong. I am not saying anything new by this, and all I have said is already known. Also I am far from perfect, but I simply am observing that, wow, people can be assholes, and for no good reason at that. People will detriment others greatly for little gain, or worse for spite or for the enjoyment of seeing them suffer. It truly is sickening to look at it in this manner. Yet, I as all am the same way, it is just interesting to observe from the unbiased third person. However, I am biased. I am biased because I live in a society that believes what I have just mentioned in the last few hundred words is wrong, and that we are sinners. It would be interesting to tear these facts apart with out any bias at all. Is it wrong to do anything one wants to be content? Well, nature says no, "survival of the fittest", those who are the strongest succeed. But, we believe we are above this, we are civilized and we consider that behavior wrong. Yet we are hypocritical, because we ourselves are as these animals are, we do what we need to do to get ahead as individuals. So the question is, "is this wrong?" Some say yes, some say no. One could argue that morals exist as part of society so that we can exist as such. If there wasn't basic structure that frowned upon wrongdoings, civilization as we know it would likely fall apart. Hence, I believe it is necessary for humans to be bound to a moral society. I also think it is right that all are to be treated justly, and that it is wrong to impose on another's rights. I do think it is an interesting subject that goes much deeper than I have touched, so any comments would be appreciated.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title/><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/04/lonesome-very-lonesome.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 5 Apr 2005 12:56:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111273155050060173</guid><description>Lonesome, very lonesome... that is what I am. Even though I spend a lot of time with many people, I feel alone. This is likely due to the fact that I have been very busy lately(this is why I haven't posted in a few days, even though I try to post every day). Actually, this post will be short because I don't have that much time to spend posting today either. Anywho, wow! Back to good 'ol school! I have decided to really take up VB.NET again. I'm eventually would like to get all three certs, but I'm not in a hurry. What I am doing now is studying at a steady and consistent pace, and then applying this knowledge in my projects as I go. It is much more enjoyable than cramming to take an exam, and I can go as slow or as fast as I want. I wish I could keep writing, but I gotta' go. Here's a groovy picture... of my nostril...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos6.flickr.com/7984262_28f385b068_m.jpg"&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>I've Fallen &amp; I Can't Get Up</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/04/ive-fallen-i-cant-get-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Fri, 1 Apr 2005 12:02:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111238594566509306</guid><description>...So where are they? Can anyone tell me? On some distant world, in some distant galaxy? This is not Star Trek. In some alternate dimension or parallel universe? Yet, we're not in the twilight zone. So can anyone tell me? Who has the answers to my questions? Who can tell me the truth? No one, I can only find the truth myself. The only ones I have for comfort and for help are my peers, my fellow humans. Yet, you, and your family, and your friends, and everyone else in the entire human race are subject to the same predisposition as I am. Knowing only what we can see to be true. Yet, because we fear the unknown and fear death and loneliness we imagine truths. This is why many argue that UFOs prove that there is life on other planets. What about bigfoot? Obviously a hoax, still many did not dismiss the claim of giant hairy apes roaming the earth, the likes of which only two or three individuals have ever seen. Some argue that religion was established out of fear that there was nothing after life, and because humans can't handle being a lone race on a remote planet with no purpose. I am not saying this is true or false. I am still trying to find truth in spirituality, but I consider this a possibility. I am an open-minded person, yet I am also skeptical. Therefore, show me a truth, and give me ample justification for it. This is why I am alone, as we all really are. I can't just believe something because it is "true". I must have reasoning. I am frustrated... I don't know how to express my frustration. I am a happy individual, yet I feel something missing. I don't know what I want... what I mean is that all while I was writing this I had a funny feeling like there was something I wanted to express, but couldn't put into words. There is so much that can't be explained or expressed or comprehended. They are all around us, and we as humans try to explain them with our limited imaginations. Maybe it is one dimensional... there is a god who created it all for the human race, and there is nothing more we need to know, nothing more to be asked. Yet, I can't help, but think... wait, is that right. And I get so frustrated at people in general. People do moronic things... and yet this is no new news... I must ask why?  I will answer my own question. We all have desires, we all have fears, and we all fear being hurt. We do things we regret out of fear and want. So why don't we all just agree to be perfect little righteous members of society? That's like asking why aren't we a communist nation... because each individual still has wants and fears that will overrun us. Now you may ask why I am frustrated... this is because people do unnecessary things that hurt them more than it helps, as well as hurting others, even those they may love. And I think the real reason I am frustrated is that I do this as well. The only way I wouldn't be frustrated is if I as well as all of society could overcome this. However, I don't think we should have to, nor we will. This is why I follow the "Go With The Flow" policy. I can't change society, so I 'go with the flow'. Although this can be interpreted in many ways. More accurately I follow the "Do whatever the hell I want, but try to be nice about it" policy.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Coconut Ape</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/03/coconut-ape.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 07:19:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111228262700559051</guid><description>&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/7984259_32b5ca4474_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This monkey was actually carved out of a coconut... very rare, very valuable.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Delineation by Gesticulation</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/03/delineation-by-gesticulation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 07:04:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111228201327653867</guid><description>&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/7983634_c24c40d7e5_m.jpg"&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Electric Fiddles &amp; Spaghetti-Os</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/03/electric-fiddles-spaghetti-os.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 19:58:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111215528607949375</guid><description>Man, today was a crazy day, mittens were flying everywhere. Has anyone ever eaten too many spaghetti-Os other than me? Wow, it feels like you're digesting a brick, and considering what comes out the other end, I'm not surprised. I'll tell you, I eat the worst combination of foods. I just load on the junk, like there was no tomorrow. Luckily I'm a teenage male, meaning that that's what my body was made for... consuming the previously considered inconsumable. Today I discovered an interesting little tid bit... My friend Rob works at tops and I often see him there when I go to stock up on the junk food. Well, today I talked to him for a minute, only to find out that he has acquired an electric fiddle! I gotta' hear this thing... hey maybe I'll post an audioblog of him playing it! Well, I'll let you all go since I've already posted like three times today. Today was cool... I got to see Jessica a little. Tomorrow will be okay... I'm going out to lunch with my mother, grandmother, and Dana. Thursday will be cool... I'm going to mock trial practice(and I might get to see Jess).</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Andy Griffith</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/03/andy-griffith.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 19:56:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111215510920872455</guid><description>The Andy Griffith Show... everyone knows of it... everyone has seen it. For me and for most it brings back good memories. It was first aired I believe in the sixties, and still has much popularity even today. A few years ago when I was small I remember watching it while sipping OJ over summer break. What made me think of this is that it's still on television all the time. And of course my parents used to watch it. Don played everyone's favorite Barney, and Ron went on to create a great career in show biz. I love old time shows and movies. They give one a warm fuzzy feeling. So when I was humming 'The Andy Griffith Show' theme song I felt I just had to express these thoughts. I try to ask myself why I loved the show so much as well as the other millions who share this love. I think it is that it demonstrates the lives of "normal" people. Well, okay maybe not perfectly normal... but it gives situations that viewers can relate to. It also paints the main characters as good upstanding citizens whose struggles are those any could have. Although many of the conflicts are out of the ordinary and silly, one can relate to the struggles they faced. Also these 'out of the ordinary' situations make the show unique and comical. The main characters are also in no way perfect. Many if not all of the conflict in the show demonstrates just how human they all are. Yet, the fact that they try to seek morality demonstrates that they are good people, and this shows why viewers would want to relate themselves to the characters.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>God Bless America</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/03/god-bless-america.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 11:25:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111212442941546974</guid><description>GO WITH THE FLOW DAMMIT! It makes me so angry, so much argument and so much distress over nothing. Why can't everybody just deal with what goes on around them? I could easily get into debates about my politics or about religion or whatever... but do I? NO! If someone's being a real ***wipe about something I will tell them off, and tell them why they are wrong to shut them up. But, I do not get in passionate arguments in public that will not make any difference in any matter except for dividing people. Why are so many groups divided and opposed to each other... religion. I think spirituality can be a good thing... I think religion can be a good thing. Religion can bring together people who have similar beliefs, but can just as easily set one group against another. My point of view is this: I am young and I am unsure what I believe in yet, to me there may or may not be a god,  I don't mean that I am an atheist or satanic or anything of that sort. But, I have come to terms with the idea that there may or may not be a greater being. I hope there is, and if there is I yield and respect him/it. But, I'm not going to become a monk and not enjoy life because I think I'll go to hell if I make one tiny mistake. People should live good moral lives... and I try to, whether or not I believe there is a god. It is hard for some people to understand this, many think you either have faith or you do not. I don't know the truth, and I don't think I should have to. If I am ever meant to know, then I will, until then I am content. My family is Catholic, and as of now I try and live somewhat Catholic, and at least try to find truth in something. But right now... I am unsure. For all I know, I'll turn out Buddhist or Atheist or if Catholicism is right for me, then cool. I have respect for those who are religious, unless it involves violence or evil. Why do people care if others believe in other things? I find it fascinating and I wish to find out more about other religions, and other cultures, etc. Instead people become divided. One thing I hate is that people are lumped together as groups, and not looked upon as individuals. I have an opinion, but since most people that are somewhat similar to me are lumped in the same group I am... I automatically am thought to think a certain way. I'll try not to say much more about myself because this is getting personal, and I don't want to offend anyone any more than I already have. Boy... there is much I want to say but... I won't. I must remember what I said before... do not incite division, go with the flow. Although I guess expressing my feelings is not breaking the 'go with the flow' rule. I guess what I hate is when people make a big deal out of nothing. Who cares if Jo Shmo is a dumbass, and thinks we should nuke the whales, does it hurt me that he thinks this? No. So if I want to express how I feel, and leave it at that, it wouldn't hurt anything right. Probably not, the thing is... I can be idealistic and agree not to become offended by what others say... but that doesn't mean they agree to that. BUT, then again it's a free country so I could say screw you all. But, that would be breaking my own ideas that it sucks that people cause division. Therefore after long deliberation I think I'll say only this: GOD BLESS AMERICA!</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Grease-Monkey Underwear... and VB.NET</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/03/grease-monkey-underwear-and-vbnet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2005 18:30:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111206467830656964</guid><description>So... I've been in a really weird mood lately. If anyone read my last two posts you've probably noticed. Anywho, I intend to toss in random little things like that... 'Ne Parler Pas' for instance. Many who have read it didn't seem to get it though. It was enjoyable to write, and it was reflective of the mood I was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day, I spent all day with Jessica. This morning I woke pretty late, and I found that I had nothing to wear. So I threw some clothes in the washing machine, and watched television in my underwear until Jessica called. Luckily my pants were pretty dry by then, and I walked over to her house(it's only like half a mile away). I just chilled out there all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the rest of this week off, pretty sweet, right? What sucks is that I have to go back to school for another two months before school is out. It'll probably go by fast though. Then I'll get a job... and my license. I likely won't get a car 'till I'm 18 tho. Maybe I could go into auto repair, become some kinda' grease-monkey, and  then buy an old junker this summer, and fix it up! Whatta' think? Nah, I don't think it would happen... but it would be fun none the less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only just started looking at my old VB code, in the app I want to rewrite from scratch. What will probably happen is I will take one huge day to reaquaint myself with the code, and then another one to start the coding, and get a chunk completed. The problem is... thousands of lines of spaghetti... I must somehow decipher them and rewrite them intelligibly. Once I get back into the groove of coding it will be very enjoyable, maybe I could rewrite the whole thing from scratch w/out looking at the previous code... then compare the two, to see how far I've progressed. That would be interesting, and I must consider it.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Steam Rolled Bunnies</title><link>http://urinalcakes.blogspot.com/2005/03/steam-rolled-bunnies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2005 06:26:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11545508.post-111202006539155522</guid><description>So I wrote this story about the little French girl Saturday morning. I was kinda' in a weird mood. And oh, by the way if you haven't already read it, then check it out, it is called 'Ne Parler Pas'. Anywho I was talking to my sister through the door about the story, when she was on the pot, and she told me I should go because "...the conversation was being forced." If you only knew how hard I was laughing. She was on THE CAN, and said, "...the conversation was being forced." Wow! Okay, I really hope my sister doesn't read this, because I will be as dead as a steamrolled bunny. Hey, speaking of bunnies, you know what?... it's Easter! Actually I'm writing this Saturday night, but it won't be posted 'till Easter... So Happy Easter! My sister has this bunny puppet right?, and it's flat when not home to a hand. It looks like a steamrolled bunny. Its features are even all elongated and squished as if it really had been steamrolled. Easter is supposed to be a celebration of Christ, and the sacrifice he made for us right? So what does the Easter Bunny have anything to do with Easter. Probably nothing I assume, probably all commercial. But, what I really don't get is that half of these bunnies look satanic and possessed. Some are happy, jovial little things. But, I tell you I've seen my fair share of evil bearing bunnies. Maybe they'll have an exorcist movie about a possessed bunny, who knows? Seriously though, Happy Easter All! It'll probably be a good day this year, my mom's sick so my sister and I are making the food. I'll likely get to see Andy, my brother, and maybe Dana and Brandon. It'll be just a day to sit there and talk... and vege... and eat. I haven't seen Jessica in a few days. I was @ scott and min's house thurs and fri, and she went to her brother's house for the weekend. I talked to her briefly Saturday, but it still sucks. She'll be back Monday though... so it won't be too much longer. If anyone @ the house, or J are reading this you should meet her... she's cool. My mind wanders easily, and when I begin thinking about something interesting or something obscure I try and write it down. That's why blogging is such a cool thing for me. Saturday I started thinking and I wrote 'Ne Parler Pas', a story about a young French speaking girl who becomes lost in Manhattan. Very obscure and out of the ordinary, but its what I thought of. I have many things I wrote in the past, and although I may not feel comfortable submitting all, I may post some of them.  ...I've just paced my room for about ten minutes trying to decide whether or not to post a poem I wrote a number of years ago. This is a poem I wrote by clipping phrases out of magazines and rearranging them. Unless you actaully see the poster you can't truely understand my feelings, but I'll post the words anyways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Freedom/It begins as a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Another Day In Paradise'&lt;br /&gt;Searching For Simplicity&lt;br /&gt;Not My Own Words&lt;br /&gt;It's as if I'm Adrift in a storm&lt;br /&gt;everyone else has tons of talent&lt;br /&gt;Why Not Me?&lt;br /&gt;They Say It's Time To Swim In The Deep End.&lt;br /&gt;fight to overcome that sinking feeling&lt;br /&gt;I had a chance to talk&lt;br /&gt;            Talking With...&lt;br /&gt;Our Days are #ed&lt;br /&gt;enjoy them while you can&lt;br /&gt;Soon I'll Be On The Job&lt;br /&gt;I'm Not In-The-Mood&lt;br /&gt;All I Really Want Is To Dream With The Fishes&lt;br /&gt;Blending Can Be Exciting&lt;br /&gt;Blend Them Thoroughly&lt;br /&gt;But no,&lt;br /&gt;I'm Fighting in a perpetual struggle,&lt;br /&gt;never attaining what is asked of me,&lt;br /&gt;never attaining what I really want.&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to find PLEASURE in PAIN?&lt;br /&gt;Can anxiety help me to SUCCEED, or strike me down and convince me I'm USELESS?&lt;br /&gt;To answer these questions one needs some kind of Strategic Vision&lt;br /&gt;Until then others will answer my questions with annoying clichés.&lt;br /&gt;And Claim I Need An Attitde Adjustment&lt;br /&gt;So What's Next?&lt;br /&gt;What's It All About?&lt;br /&gt;RESTLESSNESS&lt;br /&gt;END OF STORY.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe it's not me; maybe it's the world,&lt;br /&gt;that can't see things the way I see them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is a poem I wrote last year, it was pretty accurate to how I felt at the the time. It was an poster for English class I had to make. When I first started making it I didn't intend for it to come out this way. But, considering I felt strongly this way at the time it was logical it turned out this way. My feelings have changed a bit though. I have mellowed out a little. I'm at the go with the flo point in my life. Yeah, High School sucks, but I'll be out of school, and my parents house soon... then everything will be great.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>