Life with Churry.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Sand is Just the Medium

If you love sand and sculpting, this is your calling. Do tell me how you feel about the fleeting nature of your work of art. It would also be great to know if it's easier to sculpt ugly characters with sand, or if sand sculpting simply attracts artists with an aversion to generally-acepted beauty standards.

Anyway, I hope the frog didn't place higher than the drunken bear.

Militant or Wimpy?

I was having quite a pleasant day until a PC user posted an undiplomatic Mac-dissing thesis on a mailing list while proclaiming he was "not trying to start a war." Bullshit. One Mac user responded with a friendly joke, another responded with pity for his bad Mac experiences, and a third responded with a well-written, well-reasoned, civilized essay dismantling his arguments. Said PC user and friend subsequently complained about the lack of passion from the Mac community.

Wait, I thought he wasn't trying to pick a fight.

A few hours later, digg funneled me to a blog about why someone ditched his Mac for Linux. Notice that his main complaint is the incivility and ungratefulness of the Mac community.

We just can't win, can we?

Sunday, July 23, 2006

It's All about Money

Steve Pavlina gave us 10 Reasons You Should Never Get a Job, and every single one sounds great.  He says he loves to write, and he's a pretty good writer.  So I think it's cool that his blog generates $9,000 a month for him.  The problem is that not everyone is a good writer.  Not everyone knows how to build a million-dollar web page, which looks horrible.  Who really clicks on those links anyway?

It's not that I don't want to control my own life, but it's so much easier to bury my head in the sand and enjoy the comfort of a regular paycheck.  It's also much easier to maintain a relationship when we're not stressed out about getting rich.  Greed makes people evil, and I don't want to be evil.  If I'm meant to have more than I do now, I will.  I'm pretty sure my millions will fall on my head in a beautiful bag without knocking me out.

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Friday, July 21, 2006

Luxury Camping

Some friends went camping and river rafting with Sierra Mac a few weeks ago. They say it's camping without the work. They traveled with a guide in one raft, while another chaperone followed in a second raft filled with their supplies. Everyone got a paddle, but it didn't sound like our friends used theirs. (There's a reason we're friends.) They didn't have to set up their own tents or cook their own meals. They even had fresh brownies from the high tech baking contraption made for camping. They almost had me convinced that I too can enjoy camping.

Then they started talking about reality. One friend tried to pack shampoo and soap and towels and, you know, toiletries. Guess what? This is camping. No shower for you. Now look, I admit that I don't always shower every day, but that's only when I spend my weekend and holidays locked inside the house. If I even had one drop of sunscreen on my finger tips, I'm not even touching my bed until I've showered and lathered myself in moisturizing lotion. There is no way I'm floating down a river in direct sun light while covered in sunscreen and Off! for three days in a row, relieving myself in the bushes, sleeping in the wild, without a single hot shower.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

There are Hungry Children in the World

"I need to lose weight. I'm going to stop eating."

"You'd better be careful. If you lose any more weight, Angelina Jolie might try to adopt you."

"With my luck, it'll be Sally Struthers."

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Sibling Rivalry

"What do you do?"

"Cancer research."

"Me, too, for another ten days. I decided I was following my sister's footsteps too closely, so I'm going to do something else."

"I chose a different strategy. My sister is a cancer surgeon. My goal is to put her out of business. Make her obsolete."