Fuckin It Up For The People That's In the Streets

I've made a lot of 'me' time for myself this quarter. I'm getting most of my homework and reading done. I've cut back a lot on smoking and eating when I'm bored. My guitar skills are improving and I'm learning lots of fun and cool songs. I've gone surfing alot and I'm finally getting the hang of it. I've even gotten better at soccer. I just wish I didn't have to be so pouty to do it in the first place.

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MEHHHHHHH. It's Christmas. I got a whole bunch of car stuff, like jumper cables, oil, tools, snow chains, etc. Cool.

Lately I've been telling my parents that I go out drinking. I left my car at Tommy's the other night and when my parents asked about it, I told them the truth. The result wasn't so bad... immediately. My dad actually congratulated me on my decision, which I guess he should. Whatever though,I've been drinking for 3 years and I've only recently stopped hiding it. I totally know my way around SF drunk and on foot. Leaving my car 15 blocks away is no big deal.

I almost thought that this was a new era with my parents, and it kinda is, but I dont think I'll ever grow up in their eyes. I thought that since I no longer have to hide drinking from my parents, and since I don't do it really often in the city, that I wouldn't have to hear my parents talk to me about it anymore. But no. Not only do I get the "BE CAREFUL" talk 9 times more per day, but now my driving is being scrutinized. First of all, since they're all worried about me drinking, they stay up later to make sure I get home okay. That's okay, I guess, but it leaves me in a vulnerable position when I come home early and high. But that's still not so bad, because I guess my parents will have to come to terms with the fact that I "smoke the dope" soon enough.

The bigger problem is what happened tonight. It still has a chance to be resolved in a peaceful manner, but that may or may not be asking alot, considering it's my father we're talking about. Anyway, I have one, count it, ONE, SMALL glass of red wine (and I do mean small. it was a small glass and a small portion of it was filled. less than 4 fluid oz.) and my father comes up to me and tells me that I can't drive tonight. Let's get this straight right now: I. Love. Driving. I drive all over SF. Every day. I drive stoned all the time when I have a car to do so. It's great. I have never, ever drank and driven (sounds ugly when used in past tense), even when forced into that awkward teenage situation of drinking without the parents finding out, which usually ends up in the teen trying to drive home anyway so he/she won't get in trouble for drinking, and then gets somebody killed.

So why on Earth would my dad take away my driving priviledges for one glass of wine? It was 6pm when we started dinner. Not only was my drink less than the serving size for a typical glass of wine, but I am a large guy with a tolerance for alcohol. So that so-called one drink which should fade away in an hour (good rule of thumb) should fade away FASTER cos it was a small drink used on a big guy. And finally, it's almost 8pm now; I'm not planning on leaving for another hour. So that one drink that the big guy Mike Novak drank 3 hours ago is now the reason why that same Mike Novak can't drive tonight. Not only will this drink totally not affect my driving, but it certainly won't do so 3 hours after it's done, and it definitely wont show up on any breathalyzers and I definitely wont be pulled over in the first place because it's the sunset and i'm only going a couple blocks! FUCK!

Whatever I whine too much. Merry christmas and stuff.

South Harmon Institute of Technology

I was going to post about something else but i got to weird to finish it. Right now i feel really weird. I can't explain it. I'm really anxious. But i dont know what about. I know it gets stronger when i get to the tense parts of the movies on comedy central. i just want to freak out. thats probably it. i havent really been exercising. i mean i had a really good run at the park with my sister and my dog, but i still feel like EXPLODING WITH SPAZ. like the sound when people barf on south park. BLEAGHAGHAGLHAGHAGHALGHAGHH. fuck! it's like i drank a million cups of coffee and have to wait until im sober again. i'm trying to play guitar righ tnow but i cant even keep my fingers on the neck. i feel like strumming so hard the strings break. i feel like typing out the southpark barf again so i can spaz out on the keboardlkgjsdlkgja;lgj;ladjgl;aewjgo;jcomewofijoiarjgwoe;fgarg. w;algsdj;lwrjgef!!!!

In spanish, you only capitalized the first word in a title

Before i say anything, I'd just like to inform the internet that i raped both my spanish midterm and my spanish essay. WHAM

Also I bought an awesome electric guitar and lots of goodies with it (pics soon). BAM

And that today we're having another house thanksgiving and we have a fuckload of food to eat including turkey, stuffing, mashedpotatoes, yams w/marshmallows, green beans, cornbread, rolls, several homebaked pies, good beer, good wine, icecream and much more. THANK YOU MA'AM

Except I gotta clean the house before we have guests. Lame. But I have all day to watch the turkey and fuck around on guitar, or play video games, or start the 3 page spanish essay that i have to write over break. ugh.

more later!

I Like How Blogger Calls It My "Dashboard"

I've been hearing how many people have been likening the ban on gay marriage to former Jim Crow laws. I've also been hearing a lot of people say that this is not only an incorrect comparison, but a demeaning and insulting way of putting things. While I understand that gays are totally not going through what blacks had to go through in times of slavery and the pre-jfk era, that doesn't necessarily mean that you cannot make the comparison.

It might be too easy of a comparison to make along the lines of Godwin's Law, where eventually every debate in an online forum will disintegrate into Nazi analogies, but that doesn't mean that there is no relevance to present day issues. The point that people want to make when they refer to past Jim Crow laws is that there was once a time where people were disenfranchised because they were the wrong color. There were a variety of reasons why people thought that blacks shouldn't have received equal rights that spanned from the immorality of black people, to specific bible passages, and usually just plain hatred. America realized, however, that you cannot suppress a group of people just because you don't agree with them or because they don't look or act like you.

The same reasoning applies to the gay civil rights movement. Gays are being disenfranchised. They do not receive the exact same rights as any other American. The government (and the American people, unfortunately) are keeping gays down by not giving them every single right that everybody else has. Nobody is trying to detract from the black civil rights movement. Lord knows there was a lot of pain and hardship there. And although gays appear to have it pretty good (They typically do well for themselves. Apparently they're one of the wealthiest subdivisions in America, but I think that's because they try harder and they don't have lots of kids to spend money on [esp. in Alabama or Arkansas or wherever they passed that stupid adoption law]), they still hurt that they can't participate in one of the most special moments in a normal person's life.

I dont think that people who voted for the ban on gay marriage are horrible people. Well, kinda, but I bet alot of them really do think that all hell will break loose if dudes marry dudes and girls mary girls. They're just afraid. The gay community just has a lot of reaching out to do. Especially to minority groups, if the statistics are accurate. And I don't feel bad that prop 8 passed. It's lamentable, but it wasn't necessarily supposed to happen. The results from the last vote were like 70-30 in favor of the ban, and now it's pretty much 50-50. California has come a long way. There's no doubt that this shit will be over in a year or two. I guess that's still not soon enough, but it's a relatively short time compared to however long gay people have been around and have been persecuted for their lifestyle.

Did you like how my subject totally changed? I kinda forgot where I was going with this one. Whatever.