This is an essay I had to write for my Comp 1 class last year,and I thought you guys might get a kick out of it: 

When Stupidity Rules

   Hearing some of the stupid things I’ve done, people might think I am a blonde, and a dopey one at that. However, when they see me, they realize I am perfectly normal, brown-headed guy. Yes, sometimes I can get a little loopy, say incoherent phrases, sit there with a dreamy look in my eyes, and forget where I am or where I am going. But these are simple side affects of young love and can’t be helped. Most of the time though, I am a pretty level headed guy; it’s just those times when that level gets out of balance that you need to worry! Unfortunately, my level becomes unbalanced more than I would like it to, and I have been privileged enough to have the opportunity to share a few of these occurrences with you.

   I am sure that almost all of us have walked into the opposite gender’s bathroom at one point. As a guy it’s rather awkward walking into a restroom and realizing that you just walked into the ladies room. It’s even worse when you turn tail and find your buddies howling at your red-faced mistake. While this is incredibly embarrassing, I doubt that in your urgency you ever ran into a stall, sat down, began your business, and were about to finish your paperwork when you realized that the occupant in the neighboring stall has high heels and shaved legs! While I am not going to name names, I imagine that the person in question felt his heart stop beating when he realized what he had done. Needless to say, an emergency evacuation commenced immediately and this unknown person does not fancy the idea of visiting that store anywhere in the next, say, 200 years?

   Moving on, and naming the name of yours truly this time, I should like to tell of an occasional activity that our entire family participates in. On a rather lazy Sunday afternoon, it is necessary to relieve our football watching tushies, and make sure that the blood can still flow through our limbs after long periods of inactivity.  Living in the rather sleepy city of Gulfport and close to water provides a good combination for long peaceful walks with family. On one occasion I was involved in a conversation with my brother-in-law, JD. We both share similar interests and as usual we were enjoying an in-depth and technical dialogue. Apparently, an in-depth conversation does not increase your depth perception and my family was startled to hear a loud “thunk” as a dazzled Hayden stepped back and wondered how a solid aluminum light pole jumped in front of his direction of travel! And the normal reaction to such an act of intense stupidity? Intense laughter by the beloved relations of the aforementioned klutz. While it may have been funny, at the present moment my smarting head did not find such laughter too amusing. This incident may have caused some light brain damage because since that time I seem to have found a knack for becoming intimate with more than a few poles, pillars, and other various unmoving objects.

   This brain damage might have been the root cause of an incident that occurred a few weeks after I received my learner’s permit. The Gulfport Public Library was a popular destination for my mother at that time and I always jumped at the opportunity to drive her there. Up to that point I had been driving quite a bit and it would be true to say that I was feeling a little cocky when I turned into the library’s circular driveway. I was driving a little too fast, and I didn’t make the turn sharp enough. I remember my mom gripping the seat and yelling “stop!”, my second of panic, my feet slamming on the brakes, the jolt of impact, and the not too surprising truth that the solid concrete block pillar did not budge. Thankfully there was no actual damage to the library building other than some chipped paint and a few squashed plants. My mom’s bumper wasn’t so lucky, and it was dented, sagging and dashed with white paint! While my parents weren’t too happy with me, my driving privilege was surprisingly not revoked and I ended up passing my driver’s license exam without hitting a single pillar or pole, much less a cone.

   The icing on the cake would by far be my BMX wannabe stunt. Don’t ask me why I had the sudden urge to jump my mountain bike off a wharf unto the beach a few feet below, but I had that thought and I ran, er, rode with it. So off I went, pedaling full speed to the edge with stupidity racing unchecked through my veins.  Perhaps the most stupid action occurred when my common sense finally kicked in, and I braked…right on the edge. In this case, breaking late turned out to be worse than not breaking at all as I rolled off the edge and nose-dived face first into the sand.  My bike and I then flipped over several times in a clumsy dance of pain until I found myself staring up into the sky...It hurt. And then there was the sand: sand in my ears, sand in my hair, sand up my nose, and sand in places where I don’t feel like mentioning. My now broken bike, also with sand in just about every moving part, sat unmoving next to me. Finally after I had regained my composure, I got up and slowly began to wheel my bike home. But if life wanted to add insult to injury it did a fine job.  I looked up to discover that there was a group of senior citizens on the beach who had sat there and watched the whole thing. I tried to smile at them as I limped home.

 

   I hope you enjoyed these few stories I shared with you, however, there is a point to my humor. My question is, does stupidity rule your life or do you rule your stupidity? Sure we all do stupid things, I perhaps more than others, but do you let your stupidity rule you and give up when things go wrong? Sometimes the best thing to do when you do something stupid is to get up, brush yourself off, and take it with laugh. After all, only someone who rules their stupidity can plant their face in the sand, and come back up with a “dude!” Now, this of course might bring up controversy depending on whether someone commits an act of stupidity, laughs it off and learns from their mistakes (AKA smart and ruling their stupidity), or whether he commits an act of stupidity, laughs it off and then proceeds to do it again (AKA freaking idiot). But, I think that is a choice you will have to make for yourself.

This is just a little wierd:

From: http://www.vouspensez.com/2008/04/22/the-geekiest-pants-ever/

I guess I could understand the original thought and purpose, but seriously, who the heck would buy these? As you might have seen from some of the comments left, instead of "wow, how inovative" there were more,well, interesting responses...and hey, if I have a laptop, I'm going to use the keyboard and the trackpad no carry around a full size keyboard! I might bring a small mouse in my laptop bag, but that's it...

and one more important thing, are these washable?

I saw this on nvphotography's site and decided to do it myself...and this is what I got:



     Apparantly I'm a sex-crazed maniac. Among other things. On some things they got it right, others they were far off. On the rather awkward subjects,well, let's just say I picked the pictures from how they looked, I had no idea they were going to say the things they did! I mean, I am a guy, but I'm not that kind of guy....hopefully you guys don't think I'm a perv now...