>_< THE RESULTS

So unless you're living under a rock, you've probably already checked to see who won the election. I'd like to remind everyone that I still don't really know what I'm talking about in terms of politics or anything, so if I get anything wrong (and I probably will) please feel free to POLITELY educate me. I don't really think I'll go down into the nitty-gritty, I just wanted to express my opinion on the results. DISCLAIMER: I don't really affiliate with any political party. I don't know the issues, the people behind the issues, etc. I neither hate nor like obama, and same goes with romney. I don't even care to capitalize their names. I will from now on though. Promise.

So when you google election results, you're greeted with news stating Obama was re-elected and then you take a scan at the numbers. 50% to 48%. (Yes I know it's 98%... I think something happened in Florida... something always happens in Florida)

What a dick.

I'm all for majority rules and stuff, but when choosing the leader of our country... I think it should probably be a little more one-sided than 50:48, don't you? I know it goes without saying, but if you had 100 people in a room, 50 would want Obama, and 48 would want Romney. I guess I'll be part of the leftovers. If you upscale that number to USA size... we're talking a pretty undecided country here. I know there's a lot of number crunching involved, about which states have more electoral votes, if each voted is weighted differently based on population... a lot of stuff a normal person doesn't have time for. I'm just looking at it from the surface, 50 to 48. It just doesn't do it for me for some reason. I hope I'm not the only one who thinks so. Even worse, when you look at the breakdown by state, Obama took 25 states to Romneys 24. And Florida was grey becasue it's a little bitch.

Thanks to some fine print in the rules that basically gives more "pull" towards more populous or whatever states then Obama was able to win. So where does that really leave America? With a leader that technically only kinda half wants him there. At least that's the way I see it.

Again, I'm neither pro or anti Obama. I want a President who can impact my life. Maybe I'm still too young to understand, but I don't think my life would change 4 years ago with McCain, nor do I think it will change 4 years from now with anyone else. I'm still going to pay my taxes, fill up my gas tank, go to work, raise a family and do what I can to get by. Sure I'll complain about how high gas is, how much is getting taken away from my paycheck... but what is there that I can do? I can't run up to Obama, slap him in the face and demand lower gas prices.

Who could argue with that face?

America surely is the land of the free, but the most important group of people lack a voice. The voice comes from a rep who has already been jaded with his power. Like I said previously, ultimately it doesn't freaking matter. No one normal working-man voice is going to change anything. Suck it up and move on with your life.

>_< ROCK THE VOTE (Don't tip the vote over?)

Lay it out on the table first. I don't really have a lot of knowledge on how America works when it comes to politics and elections. I did take a high school history class, and they did teach me... but if I actually cared I would remember. So know that from here on out, I'm just kind of talking out of what I know. Please feel free to educate me, but in a educating manner. Don't get on your soap box and start preaching what I should and should not do. Thanks much! Now without further ado...

I don't vote. I don't know if I ever will vote. I understand that voting is one of the rights we have as free Americans and we should practice that right for "the good of our nation" and all that patriotic bull crap, but when it really comes down to it... does it really matter? Does my vote, the one with my name on it... does it really matter if I put it into the slot or not? Does it matter if I send it in? Here's a quick understanding of how I think this whole electing our president goes. I remember it being clearer when Obama got his first term but now I guess it's a little more fuzzy.

So each state has some kind of representative that indicates whether or not it's going to be Republican or Democrat. From these reps, the bigger guys see where the country is leaning toward and make a decision based on there own decision. And the majority wins. Bigger states have more votes in the Electoral College. I believe NJ has 14 this year (after looking it up). Anywho, if it's tied, then it goes to the house and then my voice is heard even less. My question is, where does my vote matter? I'm aware that people in the electoral college pledge to vote based on popularity, but it seems (at least in NJ) that we're going to go Democrat, whether I vote or not. So again I ask, what does it matter?

Maybe I'm too young to see the impact of a new/returning president. I think someone needs to physically show me that my vote matters in order for me to get up and actually do it. I've had a huge problem with the "voice of the people" ever since the occupy movements. Mainly - we ultimately don't have one. Countrywide, people were protesting and bitching about the 1% instead of actually going to work and doing something and, yes, it DID get media attention and it did inspire some people. However, what was the outcome? People were pepper sprayed and sent to jail thinking they were standing up for a good cause, and yet there isn't anything to show for it. Seeing all of this unfold it's not that hard to see that even if a mass group of people come together for one cause... if any one of the "big guys" doesn't want change to happen, it won't happen.

For me that goes with this whole election scheme. People are given the illusion of power, when the ballots are probably connected directly into a paper shredder. This country has already elected it's president, MONTHS maybe YEARS ago. I firmly believe we have no say in who gets to be put in a future Social Studies textbook. If I'm wrong, then I'll be happy to listen as to why.

On another note, I just visited doesmyvotematter.org. When I selected my state, "Assuming 3,868,237 people vote in New Jersey, the chance of your vote mattering is 1 in 17 Billion." 17 Billion. That's not enough of an argument to even consider voting. It goes on to explain why, and it's exactly as I put. Unless we're a hugely contested "swing state" then most likely the state is going to vote the way it's always voted. NJ has voted Democrat in the last 5 elections. So there.

Some people are happy to vote, and I'm not going to convince you not to. Just know where I stand. It really doesn't matter.

ta ta kids.

>_< Let's Get Ranty.

So I try to keep this blog fairly informative. It seems like it's going over the humor side of things. This is probably all the hours reading through cracked articles, but none the less sometimes I don't even know why I bother trying to find a good voice for this blog. I mean it IS called Random-osity. So it should have whatever I freaking feel like typing up! AND YOU KNOW WHAT? You're gonna listen.. or read! So for now let's get a little ranty. I promise you will enjoy it.

Let's start with a story. I'm at a friends surprise party. Alcohol was present. Good times were had. No big deal. Early on I found out the host of the party was known for having parents take away keys for those who would take part in the consumption of alcoholic beverages. With this being said I knew the following:

1. I was going to drink.
2. I was going to go home.

No big deal. Pretty easy to follow, yes? So the party happens and the drinks were consumed, and things continue on when it starts getting to be that time where I have to go home. Luckily for me, I was still in the possession of my keys and I was told not to drive home until I "sobered up." Excuse me for one second as I toot my own horn.

Nazis made it look so easy.

I can hold my alcohol. I don't go around bragging about it to everyone though. It's a peeve of mine for people to accuse me of being drunk when I just get a little more social, which is the case when I drink.There have been only a few times in my life where I shouldn't have consumed the necessary amount. Most of the times I wasn't driving, and not even allowed to drive due to being pretty young. It's going to take more that a couple shots of vodka, ~3-4 failed black and blues and a couple bottles of beer to take me down (which is what I had consumed at the party). Let's continue.

I wanted to go home. I had to go home. There were fun and exciting things waiting for me there, and also I had work in the morning. It was only 10ish (the party had started at around 3) and I had already been sober for hours. Of course the host was having none of it. So as I exited the hot tub (oh btw there was a hot tub), I went to change my clothes downstairs and I left. No goodbyes. Just *poof gone. The hosts' parents were out to dinner. So I wasn't going to deal with having permission to leave. The days go by and finally I get a "good talking to" about how I shouldn't have done what I've done and I partially ruined parents trust blah blah blah. Let's start the rant.

You're 19. You can barely get through 2 drinks without being on the floor, without throwing food at someone, without making yourself look like an idiot. Before I continue on, I'll play your hand for a sec. That's what I like to do. So when I was "getting my ass handed" by your soap box lecture I was really seeing it from your perspective and I meant what I said when I stood there, in the drizzle saying "I understand" with an honest - all be it sarcastic - tone of voice. If I were to host a party, top priority is to make sure people have a place to go, and can be safe afterward. That's just being a good host. Whether or not parents are involved is another rant. Either way, I appreciate the concern for my well-being. Let's continue.

I'm 23. An adult, who can clearly take care of himself much better than you do, judging by the bleak future of unemployment this country has set up for you. Stated earlier, I can hold my alcohol. You are in no position to accuse me of being drunk and scold me for being irresponsible. You are not qualified to talk to me like that. I know my limits, I know what I can and can not do. I'm on that Hinduism "my body, my temple" type shit. If I say I'm ok to drive, let me go and let me handle the repercussions myself. I'm not your responsibility after I leave, regardless whether you know or not. Next time you want to scold me for driving around "drunk," take a good look at yourself around the sauce. Trust me, you look terrible.

Actually, this is a pretty accurate representation.

If you were to get anything out of this, I would say yes - it was rude to leave without saying goodbye or without your knowing. If I had to stand there trying to convince the goddess of alcohol and all things responsible to let me go, I would've been late for work. That's a fancy way of saying it'd take all night. Because it would. Because you're terrible. This may just be me also, but I feel that you and I haven't been getting along. I don't know what I did to upset you, but if you've got it out for me then it's probably high time for us to just not be friends anymore, or at least take it out on the court. I've been trying to. LOL

/rant

ta ta kids

>_< Errday I'm Stumbling

I made myself a nice cup of hot peppermint mocha. I sat down here at my desk and I just... felt the urge to write something. Whether or not it's my subconscious trying to make it seem like I'm actually doing real work is a whole 'nother story. As I sip on through my mocha, all business style, I stumbledUpon some interesting things. I will continue to describe the interesting ones as I go along. Trust me. This will be a good series. Much better than Something to Type About. Without the puns. Ok with the puns... maybe. I just love a good pun.

Pictured: Pun

1. An image that reads: "It's not that I don't believe in love, I'm a very strong believer in it actually, I'm just deathly terrified that it won't believe in me."
• Preaching to the choir kid. Love has always been such a touchy subject for those I feel who have been really hurt by it. Those who have not, aren't moved by quotes like the ones above. They just don't understand. I can't decide whether or not to envy them, or to feel sorry for them. Love and the hurt that comes with it is an experience I feel everyone should have at least once.
2. Khloe Kardashian is going to host X-Factor.
• To be honest there was some other name in there that just doesn't matter because I need a mini rant about the KKK (that's the Kardashians: Kim, Khloe, and Kal'el son of Krypton). I'm not a fan. The fact that their media attention started solely on a sex tape, and continued to grow because society just loves to watch people fail is... impressive. We love to hate them, and people for some reason just love to love them. You have to give them credit, they milk our society bone dry, and in the process have become marketing and media geniuses. Still hate them though. Except Kal-El. He's pretty cool.

  

  So cool.

  
3. StumbleUpon crashed. See? Isn't this exciting?
4. .gif of Honey Boo Boo's mom flailing around.
• The fact that I even know who Honey Boo Boo is now is an absolute travesty to our soceity. We're talking the lowest of the low tier of forced media based entertainment here. I get that they're an interesting family because they're home planet refuses to take them back, but I don't want my children to grow up in a world aspiring to be... well this:




Just look at that snout.


5. Music Playing condoms.
• according to the article, some dudes in Sweden have implanted a mini loudspeaker and motion sensor on the condoms upper cuff. The volume varies based on the intensity of the session. And the sound varies on the emotional intimacy. So if I were to have it, "All by Myself" would be playing on max volume.
6. Man tried to pay $137 expired inspection tickets with origami folded pig dollars in donut boxes.
• The description itself was amusing to type out. Theres a video on YouTube if you'd like to search it, but it ended in the poor guy having to unfold his bills to pay it because it would take too long for the workers to do it themselves.. some "time is money" bs. Let's do a half and half opinion on this bad boy, because I like to do that. On the one hand, what this guy did in a statement to all "pigs" everywhere is pretty ballsy, and awesome. I think there is a real problem with our officers sometimes and they need a good slap in the face. On the other hand, allowing workers trudge along their work for something you FAILED to do is just downright unfair. I'm recalling an incident where one person decided to pay his tow fine in pennies, brought along some lawyer to justify that it's legal tender and they had to take it. I'm not exactly sure how this is different (besides the blatant mockery of officers everywhere) but the Judge on his trial stated "if I let him get away with it, this kind of thing would happen all the time." If the ticket wasn't your fault then by all means go for it. In this case, just keep your car inspected. Pranks like these just... aren't kosher. OMGWTFHAHAHAHAAHAHROFLROFLROFL.
7. A man walks into a bar and asks for a drink of water. The bartender thinks for a minute, pulls out a gun and points it at him. That man says "thank you" and walks out.
• It's a brain teaser. The guy has hiccups. I was never good at these, but there are plenty more on the site that I'm just not willing to go through.

Well that took me till lunch. Which turned out to be an awesome time killer. Don't get me wrong I was actually doing work sometimes. This was just something on the off chance I had a few more pages to stumble. It got my writing juices squeezed too. Wonderful. Let's do it again sometime.

ta ta kids.

>_< Silver Spoons

Here's a fact: some people are blessed with a good upbringing. Others are not. Some have had the opportunities to be financially stable and therefore had an easier time growing up. Others have not. Some people could take full advantage of the educational system offered in the good 'ol USA. Some can not. Finally, some people despise those who are fortunate. Are those people right to? Maybe. Though they really should try to get the whole story first before being so quick to judge, because you'll just end up looking like the jolly green giant. Except you're jealous. Jealous green giant. Lettuce green giant. I don't know where this is going.

What a jerk.

The common phrase for those who are born a little more than just well off are said to be "born with a silver spoon (in his/her mouth)." Implying of course the spoon is primarily used in the mouth. Silver back then was apparently a sign of wealth, and if you could afford to eat with silver spoons (or be fed by them) you might as well be suckling the teat of the Gods. Drink up that delicious nectar. I don't know why everyone is beating around the bushes, let's just call this group of people spoiled. No spoons involved. We'll keep the silver though. We need those. For werewolves.

Die demon!

If you haven't guessed already, I've struck up a conversation with that same co-worker referred to a couple of posts ago. Another hot topic that's brought up between our different upbringings. I grew up in a well-off (NOT RICH) town in Jersey, while he spent most of his childhood in Southern Ohio. Yes, it was very different, but I'm not one to brag about how well I was brought up. He and I got to know each other on this basis, and I guess it didn't really seem to bother him until one day a co-worker and I were discussing some physical chemistry and he happened to listen upon it. (You should know that he only has an Associates Degree). He had mentioned how he was never taught, and somehow it spiraled into this whole rant about pride. A quick disclaimer: I reserve the right to my own opinions, but will never discourage you about the pride you carry.

Let's get one thing straight. Everyone is or has the opportunity to be better at something than you, and they have a right to. The way this rant went seemed to me like he was justifying his life for not growing up as well off as I or my other co-worker did. He would go on to say how he could win in a fight, how he's seen death, mocking society by belittling them - and consequently us - through his devout faith in Christianity (I may have used some words wrong in that), all in all he was defending his pride because I was walking around with a degree and he spent his life gaining experience in all the wrong places. By the tone of his voice, you could tell that he was starting to get a little irate just staring at us. Then I just had to say it.

"Listen, don't be mad because our parents worked hard to give us the life we fell into."

Yes, Shaniqua. I'm pretty sure I did.

I'm sure he was steaming mad, but it just got the job done. He stopped talking and we did our best to try and change the subject. It's become a bad environment for the workplace. That's when I got to thinking about writing this blog.

We all grow up in different ways. Like I said previously, I'm not one to discourage you about how you were brought up, good or bad. What matters is that you take pride in taking the best out of the situation you were given. Case in point: both my other co-worker and I had hard working parents in order to provide us with a stable life, environment, and education. How do we act? We finish college, and get a job. The Ohio native, had experienced terrible things, but worked up the power to give himself an associates, move out to NJ, get married and have the life his parents couldn't give him. Wonderful! Good endings for both parties. However...

If you think for one second you're better than me or the world because of what you went through, you're wrong. Dead wrong. What you've been through doesn't entitle you to be bitter towards me for "being born with a silver spoon." Sure my life may have been easier than yours, but I still worked hard to get where I am today. The steps you take to get to where you are should be something you take pride in, not something you can use to prove you're better. At the end, we're all in the same office, working for the same company. Salary? That's for another day.