Love Truth, and Pardon Error

Hey yaars,

Today was a sleep in day. I must admit I did very little until about 5, where I managed to take the moms and bro out to get some meat (halal that is). I've just been lazing about catching up on TV shows, at which point I figured I'd give put pen to paper (or in this case finger to keys) on a few things on my mind. I've already started with the Voltaire, so hopefully I don't bungle this up any worse!

- Is it better to be well-liked and mediocre, or hated and excellent?

- Why is it that people can't seem to understand that pushing an elevator button more than once will not expedite the process any further. I truly think that the lights on elevator buttons are a placebo, a means for people to feel they have control. Let's face it, the elevator will arrive eventually, just don't sweat it!

- Yesterday I was watching CNN and for about an hour or so viewed a program on the "Hunt for Bin Laden". Realistically, don't you think that ship has sailed? In an attempt to find that 'pound of flesh', thousands of lives are being lost. The so-called war on terror reminds me of a quote the late leader of my religious sect wrote in one of his books...

"Swords can win over territories but not hearts. Force can bend heads but not minds."

- Is there truly ever an ugly baby? Any lack of aesthetic features surely can be dwarved by the beauty of their innocence. And yes, this applies EVEN after seeing the horrible photoshopped images I've seen at work courtesy of my fellow employees!

- My face : Better clean-shaven, goateed, moustached, or bearded?

Alright, well I'll leave all my idiocies aside and give everyone a lasting laugh by posting a few photos I took of myself days after getting my digital camera. Here's my "I'm curiously hoping this works but am scared" look...


... and for you who forgot, here's my gangsta' / tough guy picture. I re-iterate, I'm the softest, cuddliest, non-thug like boy you'll ever meet!



Talk to y'all later.