conspiracy theory.

i have yet to hear a convincing argument to support not legalizing marijuana. although i'm not necessarily an advocate of it (it smells), i find logic in the pothead argument for legalization. knowing that cigarettes and alcohol are legal freedoms that we have...it just doesn't make sense.
how many weed-related deaths have you been aware of? this grid represents annual causes of death, taken from drugwarfacts.org:

everyone knows what type of dangers alcohol, nicotine and tobacco provide.

taken from saferchoice.org

everyone knows someone or knows of someone that's had an alcohol or tobacco-related death. yet, instead of banning them, the government imposed a legal age?? does this blow anyone's mind other than mine?


it seems as if they want us to kill ourselves off, slowly. what other reason would there be?

sadness & despair.

for 6 months i've stalked these boots, constantly questioning whether i truly need them or not. after all, i already own a cognac boot. and i already own a tall flat boot. but my heart (and my closet) keeps telling me i need a tall, flat, cognac boot. so there i was, on the edge of a decision when my mom swoops in with a save. she bought them in an effort to bribe me - SWEET! it worked. whatever you want mom.
they arrived at my home in 48 hours (shout out to endless.com) and i was more than eager to put them on. good amount of space for my toes? check. nice fit around my calf? check. doesn't stab me when i walk? yeah, didn't plan for that. i was too sad to be pissed, what a waste of a shoe! and my longing! and my mom's bribery!
i'm gonna take them to the local shoe guy. if he gives me that look that he's given me before, meaning "this is an issue beyond me", then i'll send them back. with tear stains on the leather.

false advertising.

i saw this in the store this weekend. they're right, Allysen is sooo amazing. she ages before your eyes!

she should be called Amazing Cicely Tyson.

let's give EVERYBODY a contract!

how can i take a chick like this seriously? how can YOU take a chick like this seriously? i realize it's too early to decide whether she's talented or not, so i'll withhold any statements regarding that. BUT, i will say that her voice makes me wanna throw baby animals from the roof. additionally, on the last track i heard from her - Da Cypher - this chick did like 4 different voices in like 90 seconds. i was so confused. but it quickly turned to anger. tig ol' bitties and long weave will get you everywhere you wanna be.

decisions, decisions

this fool injured his finger pretty badly during practice for his college football team. when they told him he'd have to sit out for 4 months, he apparently lost his mind and had the doctor cut off the finger so that he could play. my favorite part of the article:
Trevor only has one regret. The doctor didn't give him the finger. "I wanted to make a necklace out of it." It'd also be a great gag at Subway!

the writing is on the wall

returning from my lunch break this afternoon, i had the pleasure of being on the elevator with 2 gentleman, one of whom was engaging in the conversation using strictly cliches.
true exerpt: "so...somebody dropped the ball? the lesson here is, we gotta fire the rocket soon. you don't wanna be chicken little when the sky is falling..."
i'm inspired to have a conversation with an unsuspecting person today, using only cliches. Here goes nothin...get it? never mind.

no really, ANYthing you need

so i've been to houston twice now and this is the only scenery i've captured on film. i felt it was noteworthy considering the plethora of options. and this particular sign was not rare. i think across the street you could get a clown suit, frozen yogurt, ol' school LP's and window tint all from the same lot. this is convenience.