foothills

are people actually certain about things? do people actually feel in their life or do they offload feelings to their cell phones and new digital cameras and great yoga instructors? i am never certain about anything. let me illustrate the breadth of my uncertainty. no this is not a myspace survey or some ploy or a web advertisement. i am actually stupid enough to think about this shit and post it to my stupid blog thinking it gets read by more than yahoos sucker robot and googles law panel who will one day allege that i killed china at the behest of m$ and steve nutjobs. i am uncertain about the following in no relevant order: do i care about death does death care about me do i care if my teeth look like vanessa williams do i want to forsake my potential for the short term positive that it could lend another do i have such a misfigured physique such that not even china manufactures clothing that fits me is it important to always stay true to accepted notions and ideals is cable that much better than dsl is love as unique as guy or gal that has only loved once leads you to believe why deoderize when is christmas holiday going to become a 5 day floating holiday is religion the next institution to eat it when will the internet die and take with it the morons who are so smart thanks to google (take me) when will thunderbird have a plugin like foxmarks for my damn addressbook when will thunderbird have a plugin like foxmarks for my damn addressbook when will i pledge accepted diurnal and play the game why dont i have a go board like ik and scott yet why do the sugar ants like the coffee when there is no sugar in it why does alex eat his feathers will this birthday be any more fucking awesome than the pizza party this list has been truncated to allow for the internet to continue to functioning. for a more descriptive list of his uncertainties please tune in to his life.