Wanderings On A Friday

The first presidential debate is tonight at 6 p.m. pacific. I don't have high opinions of either candidates, but it promises to be interesting nonetheless.
This looks quite fun. If I ever move to NYC I'll have to see if I can get in on that action.
The band I'm in (They Met In LA) released an album a week or two ago - listen to a couple songs on myspace or facebook. You can purchase the digital album on cdbaby.
I am in love with my "new" guitar - 2007 American Standard Telecaster. It sounds quite awesome, especially when ran through my guitar setup.
*sigh* I'm in love.
Sorry Natalie.

The Future? I Think Not

Lets pretend I have a vision of the future where Mark loses his arm in a freak accident (probably having to do with monkeys or Kokopellis). Lets say I, in response to this foreseen tragedy, intervene and save Mark from suffering said accident: did I foresee the future?
Heroes is annoying.
My vision of the future never came to be, therefore it wasn't the future at all and my vision was wrong. It was a lie. The future isn't the future if it doesn't come to be. If time travel were possible (which it isn't) there would be nothing we could do to change the future seeing that future isn't the future if it doesn't come to be.
Heroes is annoying.
And think of this - if I went back in time to change some event and saw my past self what does this mean? There are an infinite number of Austins in the world (not necessarily a bad thing). As long as I don't remove myself from the present (if there is such a thing) then I remain constant, but seeing as I removed myself and placed it in the past I have in essence manipulated time to "create" multiple versions of myself. If I ever wanted to return to the present from which I came I would have to return to the exact googlillionth of a second, which would be literally impossible as time cannot stop. It is relative to everyone even if you could "stop time." So if I remove myself from the present in order to travel into the past, I just manipulated 2 different versions of myself. This would happen every time one pauses time (yes, even you Zack Morris).
Heroes is annoying.
Time travel is fun when taken lightheartedly, but when people attempt to make it seem plausible I want to puke.
Heroes is annoying.

Death?

I'm not saying it's true, but it really makes one think...

CUBS WIN!

Ladies and Gentleman:
The Cubs are 1 win away from winning it all.

On Poker & Prison Break

In Texas Hold 'Em there is a term "Pot Committed" which basically means you invested so much in that hand that you are going to play it out, regardless of the consequences. The bad thing is if you don't have a good hand to begin and somehow got roped into raising the pot you're going to lose a lot of $$$.
That is how I feel about the television show "Prison Break". I enjoyed the first season enough to continue on to the second. As the show fell apart I kept thinking, "Maybe something cool will happen this week." I've had that same thought every week for the past 3 seasons now, but feel like I cannot stop watching simply because I've already seen so much. It's torture.

#1

The past few months have been difficult for me in several ways, mainly because there was a fist-sized cyst growing on my tailbone. Beginning in mid-June I couldn't sit, walk normal or do anything that involved minimal physical activity. I can be easily frustrated and not being able to do something like sitting in a chair didn't have me walking on sunshine.I had surgery and it's all good now.
I survived, but the damage has been done: I've gained 25lbs in the past 75 days which puts me and slobbering 225. When I ran my half-marathon a couple years ago I was 170, so I already had some weight to lose.
So here's the plan: drop 50-55lbs by December.
Why December? To look good for baby Jesus. That, or I feel terrible because I'm overweight and sincerely desire to be healthy again. Goals need time tables. December it is.
Here's my plan: I'm going to eat right and exercise. No magic drugs, steroids or aromatherapy. I have tendinitis in my left ankle area (the reason I couldn't train for a legit marathon) so I'll be taking loads of ibuprofen and I already take a daily multivitamin (the kind you get at Wal-Mart or CVS).
Here's my hope: that by losing weight simply by eating smart and exercising you'll be inspired to get healthy as well. Think about it. It's not going to be easy, nor will it be glamorous (waking up at 5 a.m. is a -3 on the fun meter), but nothing worth having comes easy.
September 1st, day 1: weight 225