Scribblings

So, as I sat today in the latrine, I looked over the myriad of scrawlings and scribblings of the future generation of America as I usually do. I look at the horrible misspellings, incorrect grammar, pictures of women with men genitalia, phallic symbols, how one unit sucks more than another, how a certain person on base is easy.....and I weep inside. Of course there is always a well minded person who tries to correct spelling and grammar, just as on forums but it just adds fuel to the fire.

However, being in a contemplative mood today, a thought struck me. What if this is natural? What if this is the product of thousands of years of instinct? What if the cave drawings that archaeologists have been pouring over for centuries are nothing more than scribblings of cave people taking a dump and not having anything better to do, while they do their business?

It's a shame that our waste is biodegradable, we'll never know...until someone invents a time machine.

OCD

Ok. I admit it. I can be a bit OCD at times. It's not horrible, but when it hits...well.....

As you may have read, I have a spiffy projector that I use to project my computer (and now my xbox) on either the wall at the foot of my bed, or I can move it to above my desk and project it on the far wall if I have guests over.

Another friend of mine got himself some plotter paper that he uses, but he said that it's slightly reflective. My walls are white, so it turns out I really didn't need the paper.

However, my walls are littered with holes from...who knows what. Pictures, hooks, you name it. So, I decided I would get some spackle, flat white paint, a putty knife and some sandpaper. Well everything showed up quick enough.....except the putty knife. Great. So after waiting an extra week or 2 weeks (I forget) it finally showed up today. So I went around and happily spackled up the holes in the two locations I project the screen. Then I look around the room. Hrm. There are more holes. I look at the rather full spackle container. I make my decision, and spackle every hole I can find in my room, which actually was quite a bit. I still have some left, so when I sand down the walls and look over the projector walls for any other holes that I might have missed I can hit them up. It's not that the projector looked bad on the walls, but this will make it look better ;)

In regards to my previous post, I have had a hot shower every day. It's phenominal.