Last one, for now! (That’s a threat, not a promise).
THIS IS A TEST OF THE EMERGENCY BROADCASTING SYSTEM.
IN THE EVENT OF A REAL EMERGENCY,
THIS IS ONLY A TEST
THIS IS ONLY A TEST

THIS IS A TEST OF THE EMERGENCY BROADCASTING SYSTEM.
IN THE EVENT OF A REAL EMERGENCY,
IT WOULD BE TOO LATE,
IT WOULD BE TOO LATE,
IT WOULD BE TOO LATE.

Boredom
Death hangs in the air,
but not a benevolent Death,
A jealous Death
   jealous of the Life
   that flows through the hands of youth,
it destroys it, feeding off it
it is a parody, a pale reflection
  of life, of beauty
  of the intricate dance of numbers
  of the reaches of infinity
  of the spirals of reiteration
suffocating and distracting potential,
bending it to the will of the APathetic Beast
until the student falls asleep
in Calculus.
 
 

Old poetry

Digging through old papers.  Here are some things I wrote in
HS.  I didn’t write a single line of this first set, I just put
the lines together.

Fragments
In the beginning…
I sat in front of my typewriter…
It was a dark and stormy night…
In Xanadu did Khubla Khan a stately pleasure dome decree…
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…
God created the Heavens and the Earth…
This  made a lot of people very unhappy…
We go about our lives understanding almost nothing about the world…
The grand objective of physics is to understand the universe in terms as
    simple as possible…
I say, let your affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a
    thousand…
Infinity: bigger than the biggest thing ever, and then some…
Infinite is his understanding…
The gods have died and in their name, humanity is sold to shame…
A war with no monuments, no battles, only casualties…
Shall we play a game..?
You arrogant ars, you’ve killed us…
The war was over, and there was no place in particular to go…


Fragments II

In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God, and the Word was God
God Created the Heavens and the Earth
There was things which he strechted, but mainly he told the truth.
But we see now through a glass darkly, and the truth, before it is revealed
   to all, face to face, we see in fragments.
Make sure that bomb shelter’s got a can opener — ain’t much good without a can
   opener…


Fragments III

Once upon a midnight dreary…
In the course of human events…
I was occasioned by an apple…
And there was light and it was good…
… in those dark times a wise man had to believe things that were in contradiction
    among themselves…
While I pondered weak and weary…
… all will fall one by one…
… little, two little, three little Indians…
Through man curious volumes of forgotten lore…
… such was Alexandrian knowledge…
The future will be just like the past-
    only more expensive.

So I just got back from JavaOne(tm).  First off, I feel like a
first class idiot for not staying in San Francisco for a few more
days.  Though I did get a good tour of path between the Mariott
and the Mascone Center, so not all was lost…
Okay, I’m stupid.

As you can see above, I had to go all the way to California to ride my
first mechanical bull (I did a decent 24 seconds).  (Though now I
look at the picture and it looks like I’m touching myself where I
shouldn’t be while in extreme pain.)  That was from the java 10th
birthday bash on Wednesday night.  They had Dennis Miller (who was
funny, but not as funny as I remember, probably because I don’t agree
with some of the stuff he says).  Along with the mech bull, they
also had a bungee trampoleen.  Imagine being hooked to two bungee
cords attached to two sailing mast over a trampoline. 
Unfortunately as we were waiting in line, one of the mast
collapsed.  Needless to say, we didn’t feel like getting on after
that.

I also came back with a decent haul of swag, which I’ll need to sort
tomorrow afternoon.  I even learned a thing or two.  For
instance, I now know how Java generics work, I need to get my hands on
some smart dust, and that I’m going to have to make myself a nifty AJAX
app.

That’s all for now.  It’s about time I get me some sleep, I’m actually crazy enough to head into work tomorrow.