March 20th, 2007

Veritas / Aequitas

A Most Functional Word

Shit ... that's right, shit! Shit may just be one of the most functional words in the English language.

Consider: You can get shit-faced, Be shit-out-of-luck, Or have shit for brains. With a little effort, you can get your shit together, find a place for your shit, or be asked to shit or get off the pot. You can smoke shit, buy shit, sell shit, lose shit, find shit, forget shit, and tell others to eat shit.

Some people know their shit, while others can't tell the difference between shit and shinola. There are lucky shits, dumb shits, and crazy shits. There is bull shit, horse shit, and chicken shit. You can throw shit, sling shit, catch shit, shoot the shit, or duck when the shit hits the fan. You can give a shit or serve shit on a shingle. You can find yourself in deep shit or be happier than a pig in shit.

Some days are colder than shit, some days are hotter than shit, and some days are just plain shitty. Some music sounds like shit, things can look like shit, and there are times when you feel like shit. You can have too much shit, not enough shit, the right shit, the wrong shit or a lot of weird shit. You can carry shit, have a mountain of shit, or find yourself up shit creek without a paddle. Sometimes everything you touch turns to shit and other times you fall in a bucket of shit and come out smelling like a rose.

When you stop to consider all the facts, it's the basic building block of the English language. And remember, once you know your shit, you don't need to know anything else!

Well, shit, it's time for me to go. Just wanted you to know that I do give a shit and hope you had a nice day, without a bunch of shit. But, if you happened to catch a load of shit from some shit-head...Well, Shit Happens!!!
Jet (Cowboy Bebop)

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I know there isn't much substance these days in here...because not much is going on.

Let's see, made some small changes at the farm, but made it so it's possible for Ray to get himself to and from the toilet. This is the first step towards my getting my life mostly back. Yeah, happy times. Speaking of the farm and family, Brandon's funeral is Saturday, and I don't think I'm gonna go. Funerals are morbid, depressing, and pointless, IMHO. Shawn (Brandon's older brother) is not handling all this well at all. He went from very sad to incredibly angry, and then got drunk and suicidal the other night. He'll heal, it'll just take time.

Home-wise, things are...like they usually are. Not much in the way of change, and that's probably good. Dianna's still talking about moving, and I'm still not crazy about it. Still, if things go well, we may have chaosreality join us as a room-mate, to help him get away from that pain in the ass bitch his girlfriend. So, that would be cool. Supposed to go hang out with polarbear Saturday, and I'm looking forward to it. Frankly, I'd some time off to get drunk, and that should go nicely. besides, I haven't seen much of him for a bit, between our various schedules.

City of Heroes is going along at it's usually pace. I've been born-again Stalker, and my little blade-wielding Ghost Shrimp is one of my top favourite characters ever, and is my highest-level villain. My storm/psi defender Juice Lord has not been forgotten, though...and I could go on, but most of you don't care. Meanwhile, I've quasi-taken over the re-creation/recruitment of an old SG, which I wasn't planning to do, but there you go.

Yes, still reading plenty of comics. Recently discovered Thunderbolts, and enjoying it a lot. Anyone else reading the new Wonder Woman series? Am I the only one that is already tired of the uber-feminist tack they're following? It's like that friend you have that won't shut up about their favourite subject; it's not that you disagree, you're just fuckin' sick of it and wish they'd shut up, or at least talk about something else.

Well, I better get a move on. I promised Ray I'd come out early today. *sigh*