Bye Hays

After six year of studying and fun times I have left Hays KS behind. It is odd how a you can come to like a place you did not at first. I remember after my first day of classes, me and my brother went to pizzahut and I can recall that feeling. That how am I going to make it. Anyway Hays changed me a lot and I will always be glad I sent six year of my life there.

Congraduations!

"Congraduations? Surely that is a misspelling," you might think. But make no mistake! Con is a prefix meaning "with, together" and this certainly fits the bill. We've just had three of our fellow bloggers graduate from FHSU last Saturday. I've already expressed this to Clarice, Jessie, and Paul (notice how I put it in alphabetical order there? Brilliant!), but I would like to say GOOD JOB for having done it. So there.

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And it is also a play on words. That word I used for the title, "Congraduations," I mean. Most people expect one to say "Congratulations" except this time I didn't and it was so exceptionally hilarious that I had to use an unnecessary amount of adverbs to explain the funniness of it all. Also, it is somewhat late and I'm very tired as I write these words so don't trust me on that assessment.

Anyway. Have many good years of using the skills you learned at FHSU, and look back on those fun times we shared with fondness. I know I did.

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Perhaps the joke is lost on you. I mean "Congraduations," man! That is some funny solid GOLD right there! I was afraid to even use the pun, because there happens to be a stitch shortage in the medical industry right now, and if you laughed too hard, as the old saying goes, then indeed you would not be able to seek the medical attention you would so desperately require. They'd have to improvise and use Krazy Glue(tm) or something.
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I just wrote all that. Looks like time for bed for me.

In conclusion: WOOO!

Just a quick update

I`m blogging from my aunt`s house right now. I should also mention that her house is located in K0be, Japan. That`s all for now.

Rant on Hippies

Before I go into the rant, first I want to present the back story. A few years ago I made a blog post, but thinking it was too long already, I cut out a fairly lengthy section on the problems with hippies, but I saved it in case I wanted to publish it later. There. Back story: accomplished.
[Be forwarned: I finished reading through it myself, just now. Don't expect it to make much sense. Or laughter for that matter. Enjoy!]

The Rant

Why is it that hippies can defend the life of a really old and huge plant, such as a tree (or, ahem, several thousand acres of them, anyways), but when it comes to a smaller, more defenseless plant, like cannabis, they can't hack it up and smoke it fast enough? I haven't completely crunched the numbers yet, or, for that matter, at all, but for every tree cut down, approximately 83.11 poor innocent cannabises have their lives stripped away for the people living in Ontario alone. Of course, we're talking Canadian rates here, so it's about 52.9 U.S., which is still a bunch.

Now, let's not get bogged down with "facts" here, such as it takes the average redwood 20 years to grow 20 meters (that's 20 metres, to everyone else that doesn't follow American splelling, which is always, 103% infallible. Remember that.), while it takes less time for the average cannabis plant to grow to its maturity, probably. Or that many more innocent plant lives are lost in the form of corn for cattle. No sir, it's the fact that they're killing, and that they are hypocrites, each and every one.

If hippies were truly concerned for the earth, then they would learn how to live off of air and join the Breatharianism cult. Or maybe become a level 5 vegan. As long as their lifespan is cut horribly short somehow, then I'm happy.

Don't get me wrong again, but the Earth is awesome. I don't know where we'd be without her. Probably floating somewhere in space. And we are but one people living on this 57,500,000 sq. mi. island, most of it underwater, which isn't really island in that sense but I'm being figurative here. If we all do our part and shut our computers off for at least a few hours, close the refrigerator door when not in use, and drive our cars to work which is seven blocks away with our A/C on low instead of on high, then we just might make it until the sun dies and we move to another planet, far far away.