What's the sense? Who knows

Everyone likes to make a late fashionably late entrance. And so I start my late entrances to my blog. For my senses I did smell. I work in a factory. It's filled with sounds and sights. You have music playing plus the sounds of equipment and people and a loud conveyor. I was waiting for someone so I was stopped and waiting for them and I closed my eyes. I blocked the sights by my eyes being closed obviously and I went deep in my mind to block the sounds. I caught the strangest scent that I wouldn't expect in a factory. Pizza Hut. It smelled exactly like Pizza Hut. I was like wtf? Maybe because I like Pizza Hut that is what I related it towards. To me it was crazy. What the hell in a factory smells like that? I still have no idea. Made me very hungry. I tried this in other parts of the building and picked up some other familiar smells that I couldn't place but knew should not have been in a factory. It's not a huge exciting project but it was very curious how smells combined and made more familiar smells. It reminds me a lot of a guy in this schools project called The Pipe or Smellavision or something like that. And it's very interesting how smells can bring back memories and things that we have long forgotten.

Connect, Disconnect, Ctrl+Alt+Dlt

Connections. What are connections? Physical? Phone cord and phone jack? Penis and vagina? I have always found it interesting that most parts that connect to each other are known as the male and female. It's quite obvious why. I"m not sure when they were started being called these names for plugs and connectors or Tab A into Slot B. I just thank it's funny that a society that thinks things are too provocative, especially decades ago, are calling these parts male and female which clearly are references to the human body.

What about connections to each other? I grew up in North Vernon, Indiana. Right in the middle of Columbus, Seymour and Madison. It is the white speck on chicken crap. I was in the marching band, screw you I was only in it to be in jazz band. We went to Disney World and I rode a roller coaster that ended in an arcade. I'm in the arcade playing a racing game and a guy that I was in school with that wasn't in band walked up and starting talking to me. WTF? I'm across the country and I run into I know? It is a small world. So guys even if it is a different zip code don't cheat on your girl. Even if you're in Oregon through the connection of friends and relatives it can get back to your girl in even smalltown, Indiana.

With the popularity of MySpace and Facebook and what other mediums you kids use now a days connections are made even more. Though the strengths? feelings? between those connections are not as strong as before. Friends that you meet in person and hang out with the connection with them are stronger than someone you are friends with online. You can pour your heart and all your secrets to someone online but how can you be truly connected to them than someone you actually meet and hang out with. It's easy to tell your secrets out to someone that you don't see face to face because if they can't meet you how can they truly judge you?

The Grade of Eric Ralls

I give Eric Ralls a B. I liked what he did with his project. Spitting on his piece of paper did make it a part of him. But does he mean to say he is just spit on a piece of paper? Burning the paper would probably be a good representation of his lungs. But hell his lungs could be in great condition, if he wants to smoke let him smoke. With the limitations of the assignment it is hard to express yourself but I feel that he just tried to get it done as quick as possible. He did spit on it and made it a part of himself so hell give him a B and a half.

Today is 3 days worth of Blogs

I went out of town for work Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I work 6 to 6. By the time I eat and take a shower I have about an hour or two before it's bedtime to go to work again the next day. My parents house only has dial up. I had a Flash game due today so the little time I had went to my game. I don't have the patience to deal with dial up anymore. The time it takes just to connect and load every website and hope I don't get disconnected is too much for emotions after working 12 hours. But soon I hope to have a post up about how sheltering children will sometimes have the opposite effect and a worse impact.

Today is the day Todays before 3 Days from Yesterday

Finally got my taxes done today. After a week of waiting and having to come back the next day, they're finally done. It was very stressful going in one day waiting for half an hour then coming back the next day. It was very stressful and bothersome.

Today is Yesterday if Today was Tomorrow

Today was a pretty normal day. Though heading back to my car after class I had to take the well beaten path of the hill. The fence was the biggest waste of tuition money. I took a way that looked strong with pine needles as a strong bedding. Apparently I was wrong. The right foot slid and the left foot moved to correct balance but also slid. I ended up down. I felt embarrassed for a few minutes then laughed it off. Then was in total amazement that I didn't get dirty at all besides some mud on my shoes. A couple of my sketchbooks through themselves in my path to save me. So somehow today I was down and came away without any marks. It was a good day.

Today is Tomorrow if Today was Yesterday

Today I feel like just staying at home and working on projects, but mostly just loafing around. The weather is fine if you have nothing to do. But some of us have classes or guest speakers to see so now the weather is just horrible. Though sliding in a car is fun, it's only as fun until you hit something. That is not so fun. On another note of what I am feeling. I am feeling like I have to poop.