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I can't complain, but sometimes I still do.

It is hard work, and great art, to make life not so serious.

Name:
David
Birthdate:
20 July
External Services:
  • tsgeisel@livejournal.com
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I'm just this guy, you know.

I tend to use LJ as a venting device, so a lot of what I post may sound whiny or angry or whatever. Like the news, when things are going well, you might not hear about it.

Alternately, I can be a very private person at times, and there's a bunch of stuff in my life that doesn't get posted at all.

C'est la vie.

Also, I tend to only add people to my friends list whom I have met and who post to LJ. If you want to add me to your friends list, feel free, but if I don't know you, or if you don't post much, I may not reciprocate.

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I can believe things that are true and I can believe things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not. I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and Marilyn Monroe and the Beatles and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen -- I believe that people are perfectible, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones that look like lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women. I believe that the future sucks and I believe that the future rocks and I believe that one day White Buffalo Woman is going to come back and kick everyone's ass. I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating and that the decline in good sex in America is coincident with the decline in drive-in movie theaters from state to state. I believe that all politicians are unprincipled crooks and I still believe that they are better than the alternative. I believe that California is going to sink into the sea when the big one comes, while Florida is going to dissolve into madness and alligators and toxic waste. I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance to dirt and disease so that one day we'll all be wiped out by the common cold like the Martians in War of the Worlds. I believe that the greatest poets of the last century were Edith Sitwell and Don Marquis, that jade is dried dragon sperm, and that thousands of years ago in a former life I was a one-armed Siberian shaman. I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it's aerodynamically impossible for a bumblebee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there's a cat in a box somewhere who's alive and dead at the same time (although if they don't ever open the box to feed it it'll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself. I belive in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of casual chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck. I believe that anyone who says that sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too. I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies. I believe in a woman's right to choose, a baby's right to live, that while all human life is sacred there's nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system. I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it. -- Neil Gaiman, American Gods

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The following is a story about achievements. Every minute someone is inventing Poly-grip. Every other minute someone is inventing thumbscrews. And a few seconds after that, someone is inventing a peaceful use for the postage scale. WARNING: The Surgeon General has determined that being run over by a Mack truck may be hazardous to his health. So have we all been warned. Now, read on ... -- David Wise, "Achievements"

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