Look at the pictures! The content! The links! Um...the sections that have yet to be made...
Posted by Eric at 3:10 PM
Tuesday, August 5
For the next two weeks, I'll be away on a family vacation in Seattle. So the already meager and senseless posting will trickle to a halt. Therefore, this post is one of the last, dying kicks that this site will give before it passes on into the next life. "Aimless and Uncalculating" will soon be reborn, though! Its own domain, with comics and photos and content and all sorts of wonderful things that this site only ever dreamed of having. And for once will we all be happy.
Posted by Eric at 6:39 PM
Friday, August 1
And now I sit down and look at yesterday's post, and think about what I said and I think that maybe I shouldn't have said that. Don't worry, I'll never actually be a devout atheist...most likely...and I'll never try to impose my religious beliefs on others. I was just feeling bitter and angry, I suppose. I guess that it'd be wise to stop getting bitter and angry so easily.
Luckily, this can all be blamed on Gus, who has been trying to turn me into more of a bitch lately.
Also, this website will soon become moot! Like, more moot than it already is. I am purchasing my own domain, where I have grand plans of creating a webcomic and all sorts of fun stuff. Hooray!
Posted by Eric at 10:32 AM
And now I sit down and look at yesterday's post, and think about what I said and I think that maybe I shouldn't have said that. Don't worry, I'll never actually be a devout atheist...most likely...and I'll never try to impose my religious beliefs on others. I was just feeling bitter and angry, I suppose. I guess that it'd be wise to stop getting bitter and angry so easily.
Luckily, this can all be blamed on Gus, who has been trying to turn me into more of a bitch lately.
Posted by Eric at 10:25 AM
Thursday, July 31
A year ago, if someone had asked me about religion, I'd say I was something like jewish. If someone had tried to convince me that there was no God, I'd probably get mad at that person. I'd also probably insist that the capitalize "god." I'd also spell "capitalize" with an 's,' but that's a very different matter.
Anyway, over the last year I have lost whatever one might have called "faith." I have stopped praying, and saying grace before meals is no longer even a compulsion but a chore. I became an atheist, and over the last few weeks, I think I've become a devout atheist.
I've been looking at a lot of material that fundamentalist christians and catholics put out about how homosexuality is wrong and blah dee blah blah. Sites that offer cures for being gay. This story that Joe referenced in his weblog. It's made me think that maybe the devout atheists have the right idea. The story has a little graphic that tells me that 55% of Americans polled believe that homosexual unions should be illegal. Chances are that those people get that impression from ther religions doctrines. The world would be a far better place for everyone if those people didn't have that impression. And it seems like the only rational way to weaken the grips of the choking arms of the religious monkeys on people's backs is to shoot them in the head with bullets of logic. Shoot the monkeys' heads, you see? That is, these people have monkeys of religion on their backs, and the arms are like the laws against homosexuality and whatnot, and...no I am not on crack, thank you.
Well, I'm not sure that metaphor really worked. Anyway, I think that the astute among you get the idea: the best way to eliminate homophobia in religious people is to convince them that their religion is wrong. I mean, atheists eventually converted me, so it must be possible. And even if it's impossible to convince people that these things that their parents told them are wrong, it'll be kinda funny to see them flounder for logic.
Man, I have turned evil. A year ago, I'd have absolutely hated anybody (my godfather, for example) for trying to convince me that my religion was wrong. Well, I certainly underwent a drastic change, then, didn't I?
Posted by Eric at 12:16 PM
Thursday, July 17
As many of you know, I am involved in a production of "Hello, Dolly" at montgomery College Summer Dinner Theatre. Hopefully, not for much longer.
Anyway, there will be, at some point, a performance of this where the title number will be "Hello, Connie," instead of "Hello, Dolly." That's right, ex-congresswoman (Hooray, Chris!) Constance Morella will be making an appearance, onstage, as Dolly, in a production of "Hello, Dolly." I am not making this up. I doubted it, too, until I found pieces of paper all around the halls that gave modified lyrics for the song. Also, Connie was here yesterday, rehearsing. I am certain that this news will disturb many of you just as much as it disturbed me.
Posted by Eric at 1:06 PM
Sunday, July 13
I went running and it was good.
Posted by Eric at 10:34 AM
Friday, July 11
Dyanne asked me to tell a story.
Albathon: Okay, so there's this faded southern belle who wanders into a lower-class New Orleans neighbourhood looking for her sister. Albathon: Um. bivalve42: Oooh. Albathon: This woman's name is...ah...Lanche. bivalve42: Haha. Albathon: BuDois. bivalve42: Heh heh heh. Albathon: Man, this story is going nowhere. bivalve42: Well... bivalve42: Make it go somewhere! Albathon: It will go to the moon! bivalve42: Hoorah! Albathon: Okay, so faded southern blanche. Albathon: Er. Albathon: bell. Albathon: e Albathon: Named lanche. bivalve42: Hahaha. bivalve42: Okay. Albathon: Anyway, Lanche is from a prominent family. Albathon: The BuDoises, who used to be governors of Io. Albathon: And then Io explodes. bivalve42: Wow. Albathon: Luckily, Lanche was the only person left on Io. bivalve42: Hmm. bivalve42: How did she get to Earth, then? Albathon: Because her sister...um...Stella... Albathon: I guess that works. Albathon: Luna. Albathon: Is her name. Albathon: Her sister, Luna. bivalve42: Mmhm? bivalve42: (Heh heh.) Albathon: Is married to Tanley Owalskii. Albathon: And they live on the moon. bivalve42: Hmm. bivalve42: But...New Orleans? Albathon: So Lanche takes an escape pod and transfers to a spaceship named desire, and eventually finds her way to a run-down neighbourhood in the sea of tranquility. Albathon: No, no New Orleans. Albathon: Moon. bivalve42: Okey doke. Albathon: This is the address of her sister, Luna. bivalve42: Uh huh? Albathon: But Lanche finds that Luna is gone! bivalve42: Hmm. Albathon: Tanley is the only one there, and he is mourning for her. bivalve42: Hmmm. Albathon: He tells Lanche that there is no possibility that Luna is still alive, because the Venutian army kidnapped her, and they don't treat prisoners well. bivalve42: The only one in the whole neighborhood? bivalve42: Ahh. bivalve42: Hmm. Albathon: Tanley tells Lanche this, and then collapses, sobbing, on the bed. bivalve42: Awww. Albathon: Lanche, however, thinks that perhaps there is still hope. bivalve42: Hrm. Albathon: Because of...like...love, or something. Albathon: I dunno. Albathon: Anyway, Lanche decides to go and find Luna. bivalve42: Uh huh? Albathon: And Tanley tries to convince her not to. bivalve42: Hmmm. Albathon: But eventually realizes taht Lanche must go after her sister. Albathon: And Tanley loans her his spaceship. Albathon: Named Syphallis. bivalve42: Ahaha. Albathon: And so Lanche flies the spaceship to Mars! bivalve42: Whee! Albathon: But then she remembers that it was the Venutian army that kidnapped Luna, and flies to Venus! bivalve42: Hmm. Albathon: But on this leg of the journey, the "check engine" light comes on. bivalve42: *suspense* Albathon: So Lanche gets out of the spaceship and checks the engine. bivalve42: Hmmm.... Albathon: And it looks like everything's okay, right? bivalve42: But...? Albathon: And plus, she's really close to Venus, anyway. Albathon: But then the engine starts beeping! Albathon: And then... Albathon: BOOM! bivalve42: ... Albathon: THe spaceship blows up. bivalve42: ... bivalve42: I gathered. Albathon: But since she was in Venutian airspace, the Venutian commander teleports her into the Venutian air command placey...thing. bivalve42: Ahhh. Albathon: And puts her in prison. Albathon: Venutian prison. bivalve42: Hmm. Albathon: But Lanche manages to dig a hole out of it. bivalve42: How? Albathon: Um. Albathon: Mental powers. bivalve42: I see. bivalve42: Heh. Albathon: Anyway, so she digs out, and manages to sneak into the Venutian commander's office. Auto response from bivalve42: back presently--let the storytelling continue! :-) Albathon: But she stops just outside when she realizes that the Venutian commander and one of his cronies are having a meeting! Albathon: "Her ship had lunar markings, commander, there really is no other possibility," said the cronie. Albathon: crony. Albathon: cronie. Albathon: "Then I'm afraid we have no choice but to DESTROY THE MOON!" Albathon: And the commander laughed maniacally. Albathon: laughs. Albathon: The cronie scuttles out of the room, not realizing that Lanche is waiting to strike! Albathon: She breaks his neck with her kung-fu skills and steals his gun. Albathon: THen Lanche strides into the commander's office and points the gun at his head. Albathon: "Give me back my sister, bitch," she says. Albathon: Commander Bitch responds, "We do not have your sister, moon woman. Now kindly reholster your weapon so that I may eat your juicy brains." Albathon: "You ate her brains, you inhuman monster?" Albathon: "No, we most certainly did not. We have no knowledge of your sister's whereabouts." Albathon: "How do you know who my sister is?" Albathon: But before the commander could answer this, Lanche accidentally shot his head into a million pieces . Albathon: Using her telemawhatzit powers, Lanche flew back to Tanley's house on the moon. Albathon: She found him packing. Albathon: "Where are you going, Tanley?" asked Blanche. Albathon: He seemed in very high spirits. Albathon: But was surprised to see Lanche back. Albathon: "Er...back to Earth...to...um...not escape an imminent interplanetary war." Albathon: As he said this, Luna came out of the bathroom, drying her hair. Albathon: "Where the hell have you been, Luna?" shouted her sister. Albathon: "I've been in the bathroom for the last few days, washing my hair." Albathon: "So you weren't kidnapped by Venutians?" Albathon: "Huh?" Albathon: "Oh...Tanley told me that you were." Albathon: Tanley here gave a laugh of mock innocence. Albathon: Using her telemawhatzit powers, Lanche made Tanley turn into a paper clip. Albathon: "I never much liked him anyway," said Luna. Albathon: They both flew to Ganymede and used their powers to overtake the weird plant-like sluggish creatures that inhabited it. Albathon: And set up a new plantation there, where they continued to deny human equality through slavery and chauvinism. Albathon: Meanwhile, the moon blew up. Albathon: The end. bivalve42: Wow. bivalve42: Eric, you receive eternal love. bivalve42: For telling me a cool story. bivalve42: Hurrah for Eric!
