Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Some of my favorite things:

1) demonbaby.com...I want to be this guy's friend, even if it's partially in the hopes of going on an adventure in Japan or Russia with him.
2) xkcd.com....I want to be this guy's friend as well.
3) John Leguizamo. I would love to see "Mambo Mouth" live.
4) Beethoven.
5) Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. The ultimate mash-up.
6) Rosetta Stone. Thanks to you, I can say "La mujer no maneja" with a perfect accent.
7) The Coen Bros.
8) Early mornings when I can actually drag my lazy ass out of bed. I much prefer waking up early to staying out late.
9) My midsection. Hey, it's nice.
10) Harry Potter 6 midnight tickets. Gracias Erin for taking point on that one!
11) Being pale-skinned + religious application of SPF 50. Because when I'm 30, I won't look like a saddlebag, thankyouverymuch!
12) Religulous. Hilarity upon hilarity.

Why Yesterday Grated On My Nerves So...

I spent seven hours in jury duty. Not the kind where you sit in the room, reading whatever books you brought and whatever three month old magazines the staff provides, but the kind where you get called into selection immediately and are forced to listen to the same questions over and over again. I am very interested in the legal process and it wouldn't have been a problem if I had been picked (although I wore a political t-shirt to deter just that), but I had to pee so badly for the last two hours it was all I could do to stay seated and not sprint past the napping bailiff for the hallway. As a note, I think both the counsel and the prosecutor could do well to watch some more Law and Order, particularly Jack McCoy, because a large part of their job is showmanship. They have to sell the jury on what they are saying is the truth, and neither one of them possessed an ounce of charisma or basic enunciation skills.

After that travesty of a morning, I headed over to Robert's house, hopefully just to hang out, play some cards, steal some kisses, things of that nature, but was greeted by his roommate's entire clan. There were a lot of them, they were children (which I take on a case-by-case basis), and it was unbearably hot. To their credit, they were nice enough folks, I just could not stand any more talking. Unfortunately, his father decided to take an hour and a half away from our lives to discuss his book, which, from what I gathered before shutting down mentally, espouses a 6,000 year old earth.

I cannot stand this. I also cannot stand the assertion that science is flawed because we do not know what came before the Big Bang, "Where did atoms come from?", etc. and because, currently, there is not a scientific answer, the pseudo-scientists of creationism sit back and smirk, because their answer doesn't require any proof: It's God. What a cheap ploy. That answer doesn't require proof of any kind and it's impossible to argue against it because it's not a logical argument, Don't get me wrong, if God exists, awesome. If not, awesome, but interjecting God into every hole of logic and reason that we are faced with today as an absolute truth isn't just ridiculous, it's downright ignorant. For centuries, humanity believed the earth was the center of the universe and the planets, the sun and all other celestial bodies revolved around it while it remained stationary. This was doctrine, this was TRUTH. And then came Galileo.

Science is amazing because it can be tested, observed, tracked and recorded. It is tangible proof of the way things work, but just because our scientific knowledge cannot answer all questions, doesn't mean that it won't. The development of science and technology is a process, one that may take centuries of observation and theory, but conclusions are arrived at, and arrived at definitively. So it is true, we don't know what was before the Big Bang today [although Stephen Hawking believes that asking what was before the Big Bang is tantamount to asking "What is north of the North Pole?" (Or "Who is John Galt?" maybe)], but if science and its history is any indicator of what may come, then perhaps we will know in the future. 5, 10, 200, 1000 years ahead, I don't know. But I'm not foolish enough, nay, I'm not stupid enough to sit back, cross my arms and smirk because those dumb scientists with all of their education and experimentation and desire for truth don't know today. At least they want to know.