Has anyone ever heard of anything called a Large Hadron Collider?

I didn't think so, and up until 1983 (give or take a year or 2) no one had even thought of such a thing.  It was around this time that a group of scientists not only came up with the idea, but began preparations.  Planning had begun for a machine that would become, arguably, the most advanced and high tech device in scientific history. 

This machine lies near 100 meters underground spanning the border between Geneva and Switzerland.  The most basic explanation for its purpose: it's a particle accelerator designed to artificially re-create (obviously on a much smaller scale) conditions that were present in the universe a mere 1/10 of a second after the big-bang which, hopefully, will lead us to a better understanding of the universe we live in.  Two beams of subatomic particles called 'hadrons' – either protons or lead ions – will travel in opposite directions inside the circular accelerator, gaining energy with every lap.  After a pre-determined amount of time the two beams will collide at a very high energy.

Here are some facts and figures of the Collider (courtesy of www.cern.ch):

• It is not only the largest particle accelerator on Earth but it is also considered the largest machine with a circumference of about 27 km.
• Trillions of protons will race around the circular accelerator at approximately 11,245 times per second.  About 99.99% the speed of light.  It is estimated that the protons will collide at nearly 600 million times per second.
• In order to prevent any of the protons from colliding with gas molecules, they have to travel in an ultra-high vacuum.  The internal pressure of the LHC is ten times less then that of the moon.
• When two beams of protons collide, they will generate temperatures more than 100 000 times hotter than the heart of the Sun. By contrast, the 'cryogenic distribution system', which circulates superfluid helium around the accelerator ring, keeps the LHC at a super cool temperature of -271.3°C (1.9 K) – even colder than outer space!
• The sensors will produce roughly 15 petabytes (15 million gigabytes) of data annually – enough to fill more than 1.7 million dual-layer DVDs a year!

So... we've established that this is probably the most powerful invention ever.  The information it is theorized to provide could revolutionize our understanding of the universe and shake the very fiber of science itself.  There are a few possible outcomes of this 20 year old experiment.  On one hand we learn many secrets of the universe.  On the other hand, the earth gets devoured by black holes.

Well, actually micro-black holes.  Not only are they a distinct possibility, but they are even somewhat expected to form within the particle collisions.  The scientists on the project say that any black holes created in the collisions would be too small and have such a short life-span that they would decay before they gain enough energy to start devouring the Earth from the inside-out.  But seriously people, they're scientists.  At one point scientists believed that the Earth was flat, that the Earth was the center of the Universe, and that if one were to sew an ear to someone's hand they would be able to hear through it.  I'll leave it to you to decide whether or not they're just theorizing.

I'm not in the least bit scared nor do I think that this is going to destroy the Earth (especially considering how many times people have said the Earth was gonna be destroyed in my lifetime).  But I was just a little intrigued when one of my friends IM'd me and was like, "So did you hear about the black hole that's gonna destroy Earth tomorrow?"  Up until last night I had never even heard of this.

Luckily the collisions aren't scheduled for early October so we have like a month to evacuate Earth.  I mean destroying Earth would be quite a bad P.R. move on their part.  They'd never live it down.

 I wouldn't do a damn thing.

Anyway... I'm suffering from writers block.  It really sucks that I CAN'T COME UP WITH A FUCKING IDEA TO WRITE ABOUT THAT DOESN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE FACT THAT I CAN'T COME UP WITH ANY IDEAS!   This one is gonna be random...

Aliens are invading and killing hella people (wow I'm a gangsta).  Anyway while hiding out in your underground alien shelter with aluminum foil on your head you hear about a resistance that is trying to fight back against the aliens.  And we're not talking War of the Worlds aliens... we're gonna have to do more then throw water on them (These aren't Signs aliens either).  These are badass Independence Day aliens except they have a society set up where not only are they trying to take over Earth but they're trying to turn all the Humans into slaves.  Those who don't accept get fed to a scary fuckin beast (and no you don't die quick).

The question is: Would you join the resistance and fight? or would you starve to death in a pool of your own urine and feces?

I think I would join the resistance and fight as long as I can I mean if you're gonna die you might as well die fighting... even if you're gonna piss and shit your pants when they kill you to.  I like to think I'm brave but who knows? I sure as hell don't.  One time while driving I accidentally cut this black lady off and once we stopped at a stop light she got out of her car and started banging on my window... guess what I did there.  I cowered like a little pussy and apologized to her when what I really wanted to say was, "Jesus Christ lady, shut the fuck up or I'll pop a cap in your lard ass." 

Anyway, thats all I got

Okay so... I was in the middle of watching the 4 hour introduction of every country participating in the Olympics.  We are bored obviously and watching but not really paying attention but then something amazing happens.

The representatives from the Central African Republic start walking and this is what the announcer says:

"And here's the Central African Republic.  They are a Republic from Central Africa."

I lost it.  I mean I understand that you gotta say something about every country and I couldn't imagine there'd be much to say about the Central African Republic, but wow.  Seriously, as soon as he started introducing them I was like, "There's no way he's gonna say they're a Republic from Central Africa." Funny.


The other thing I couldn't help noticing is that when Iraq was introduced, they cut to the camera that was pointed at President Bush... thought that was a nice touch.

Lots of kids don't think about politics too much.  Sure, maybe they pay attention but from my observations it seems like plenty of people don't actually spend any time trying to figure out their stance on certain issues.  There's a reason for this... they're kids, they're just trying to enjoy the very short period of leniency where they can make mistakes, learn important issues... and party like a rockstar. 

• Libertarians hold that each person has the absolute right of self-ownership over his or her life, body, speech, action and honestly acquired property. Each has the obligation to respect those same rights in mutual respect for each other's right of self-ownership. Anything that is peaceful, voluntary and honest violates no rights and thus is not a proper subject for governmental intervention.

Oh Lawd! Amen to that! Thank ya Jaysus! Hallelujah!

I couldn't have said that better myself.  I'm a Christian and I believe in God, Jesus and all that stuff.  I follow the 10 commandments (to the best of my ability) and I treat others the way I would like to be treated.  But I don't believe that religion should have any pivotal role in a governing body.  I don't shove my beliefs down anyone elses throat... I can't honestly say that I am better then anyone, therefore, I have no authority or place to tell anyone what they can and can't do. 

When I first heard about Libertarianism it kind of sounded like there was a tad of anarchy but though Libertarians believe in less governmental influence in the private lives of their citizens they still believe in law and order.

I just believe that I am an individual... and I don't have to be part of a collective unless I want to be. 

I believe that everyone's body is a possession and they have the right to do with it as they please so long as it doesn't go against anyone elses rights.  Certain drugs I believe should be decriminalized (the ones that don't make you go out and kill a bunch of people).  Its like prohibition, make the sale and consumption of a certain product illegal and all of the sudden a black market opens up for it and a lot more people get hurt then if it was legal in the first place.  Make pot legal or atleast not a felony to possess and the next day the drug dealers and suppliers wouldn't have a reason to exist and you cut crime.  I think there could be an alterior motive to the criminalization of recreational drugs.  You wanna smoke a big old bowl of weed? Too bad, we can't have people knowing what it's like to have fun... no one would want to work and we need our tax money, you guys need to get us out of this defacit... it's your duty as American citizens.  Prisons should be for criminals, not some kid who got caught with a bag of weed. 

I believe suicide shouldn't be a crime.  Life is like a movie, if you've sat through half of it and it's sucked balls and there's no way that the ending can make it all worthwhile... you should be able to walk out early.  I'm not gonna argue that it's a horrible tragedy when kids/teens kill themselves because they never really gave life a chance, but life is a subjective experience.  You can't look at someone who killed themselves and say, "I can't believe it, they had every advantage, very loving family, great friends," and continue to rattle off a list of how this person's life wasn't miserable and how they shouldnt've killed themselves.  Who the fuck are you?  You didn't live his life, you didn't think his thoughts, and you didn't experience what he experienced so it's pretty insulting to say that and the only thing it does is make it more of a tragedy then it already is.  Say that to a teens parents and see if it makes them feel better.  People are very good at pretending everything is okay even though on the inside they need help.  People like to call it the cowards way out but there are times that I hear about someone commiting suicide and think, maybe he killed himself before he decided to shoot up a bunch of innocent people.  The worst school shootings in American history... guys go into a school and kill a bunch of people but save themselves for last.  Pay attention to how many news stories you hear of where a guy kills someone or a bunch of people then commits suicide.  You'll start to consider suicide as a means of preventing an even greater tragedy.  I am in no way condoning suicide (I really do think it's a tragedy) but if you're not allowed to take your own life then you really aren't free and your life really doesn't belong to you.  It's like seatbelt laws... it's illegal to not wear a seatbelt while driving.  How does that put anyone else in danger then yourself?  It's stupid to not wear it because if you get in an accident you're pretty much fucked, but thats a choice.  Smoking cigarettes is more dangerous then not wearing your seatbelt... its not illegal to smoke is it?

I believe everyone has a right to protect themselves, be it with guns or any other means.  As much as anyone might disagree with me, gun control laws do not and can not control guns because gun control laws only control legal and licenced gun selling establishments and your naive if you think that criminals get guns from these places.  Criminals will still have access to guns while the people who just want to live their lives without being shot won't be able to protect themselves.  So, we can't have guns... what are we supposed to do if someone's trying to kill us?  Just die?  That doesn't make sense to me.  I do agree that it would be a lot better if we didn't have guns at all but it's not like we can go into a time machine and un-invent them.  We're stuck with them (probably forever) so we're forced to make the best out of the situation.  No one can argue that, "Guns don't kill people, people kill people" is a false statement.  This claim is very easily proven by performing this very simple experiment.  Take a gun (locked and loaded), and set it down on a table... it will sit there and collect dust regardless of how much you beg it to kill someone.  It just doesn't make sense that people seem to believe that guns are responsible for societies ills and it has nothing to do with the crazy ass mother fucker who pulled the trigger.  I'll take it just one step further in claiming that murder would still exist even if there weren't guns at all... it would just be a much more painful and horrible experience.

Anyway... now that I'm done with my rant (don't worry it won't be much longer).  Most people, most of the time, deal with each other on the basis of mutual respect with the exception of two groups of people: criminals and government. Government can legitimately coerce the rest of us through taxation, regulation, conscription and criminal penalties imposed upon peaceful, voluntary conduct which we see examples of that every day.  

In my honest opinion I think it all comes down to power, control, and money.  There are people in the world that want more power, more control, and more money.  I think there are a few in the US government who are like this... that's when a free nation stops being free.

I have no interest in being controlled and I also have no interest in controlling anyone else.  I'm also glad that I found a way that I can understand society and politics and still continue to party like a rockstar.

Little children being me.  I just hung out with one of my good friends from middle school and he gave me a sympathy card I made for him when his grandmother died back when we were in 6th grade (the whole class had to make one).  Needless to say... back in the sixth grade, this apparently was acceptable to give to someone who lost their grandmother... I'm just really surprised this got through lol like how did a teacher think this was okay... anyway here it is for your reading pleasure...

FRONT COVER:

BOO HOO :(
Kevin guess what
YOUR GRANDMA DIED. "sorry for the really rude
intro!?!?!?

MESSAGE:

Dear Kevin,

Didn't we have fun last night or two nights ago we went to the coffee room and got alot of sugar and I had a lot of fun.
But I wonder... how long did you live with your grandma and did you watch her DIE. oops.

I'm sorry if I offended you and I am sorry she died.

Your Friend,
Gino Moscati

Haha funny shit man... funny shit

Workin on the movie set is pretty damn fun.

the movie is called Where the Cypress Grows.  The writer/director is funny as shit, his name is Kyle and he can't be more then a year older then me.  The script is pretty good.

Since working on this movie I've found 3 other movie jobs, only one of them is paid however.  Can't complain though, experience and credit go farther in this industry then money.

The Movie's I've been Hired to work on So far:
-Where the Cypress Grows- Grip/Production Assistant
-Charm City- Production Assistant
-Last Breath- Production Assistant (betw $50-75/day)

Go to IMDb.com and type my name in the search bar.

Read this:

I went to see Wanted last night (great movie by the way, exceeded my expectations).  It's rated R.  We got in the theater and walked up to the very back row and the people we sat next to were so young that I'd be surprised if they were 13 let alone 17.

Now, I had no problem with underage kids seeing this movie.  I remember being that age and sneaking into R movies, I even got caught a few times.  I totally understand why kids would want to do this and it didn't annoy me at all that they were under age.  There was only one problem though.... They wouldn't shut the FUCK UP.  Seriously they were talking on their cell phones, wrestling, laughing, and just really fucking annoying me the whole time.  Everyone around us told them to shut up numerous times, and each time they continued being dumb.  At one point I heard a sentence that was just the last straw for me.  About an hour into the movie some little spoiled, loud-mouthed bitch turned to her "bff" and asked, "What is this movie about?"  Why the fuck would you go through all the trouble to sneak into a rated R movie and NOT FUCKING WATCH IT. 

However, I did not say anything to them.  I got up, walked out of the theater, walked up to someone who looked like a manager... and I fuckin told on their asses.  Didn't make me feel good to rat on them cuz I wouldn't have liked being ratted on back in the day when I did that.  But if you're going to sneak into a movie that it is against the law for you to see without a parent or legal gurdian, why wouldn't you shut your fuckin mouths and not annoy the people around you who work all fucking week and spend the money they earned to see a movie that your rich fuckin spoiling parents who think your the smartest, nicest, and best-behaved kid in the world paid for.  That's why I like to see rated R movies, there won't be a lot of kids in there annoying the fuck out of me.

We gave them plenty of chances to shut up, they didn't, so I told on them.  Then I walked back in and enjoyed the rest of the movie. 

I'm not sure how long of a post this will be or whether I'll write some of it now or some of it later but I'm gonna attempt to recall my experiences on my cruise.  However, seeing as I've been back in MD for a little over a week, I may not be able to tell as true of an account as I would have if I wrote this last week.  But lets be honest... 99.a lot percent of the people I know don't read this at all or don't really give a shit....

After getting off the plane it took friggin forever to get on the actual ship.  I guess that helped with our anticipation of how fucking awesome it would be.  After a long and drawn out registration process we walked through the terminal and on board Royal Caribbean's Enchantment of the Seas.  The room that we first saw is called the Centrum.  It's basically the central hub of the ship complete with marble floors and stairways, tranquil fountains, windowed elavators, exotic shrubberies, and other very high class things that do a very good job of reminding you that you're poor as shit.  Immediately after boarding the ship we went, not to our cabins, but to the Windjammer Cafe for a nice meal.  It was packed but the food was really good and all you can eat.  They even had these really cool watermelon carvings on display.  After eating we put all our shit in our cabin, got familiar with the location of our life preservers, and got ready to lay out in the sun.  After about an hour or so of this we had to get ready for our muster drill.  Basically, before the ship sets sail, they inform all the guests to put their life jackets on and proceed to the muster station it says on the jacket.  After being treated to a very loud emergency alarm we first heard the captain.  He had a pretty hispanic sounding accent but definately sounded like he knew what he was doing.  After the captain finished his spiel a nice hispanic lady provided us with a Spanish translation of everything the captain just said.  After this, we went to the pool deck. 

The pool deck is where we met Sunjith.  He became our groups alcoholic beverage bringer, and our new best friend.  It was obvious from the beginning that Sunjith realized that me and Steve were not 21 but he still gave us some booze.  A little later in the week he, himself, confirmed this by saying, "I've been on this ship a long time and I know you guys aren't 21... just don't let any of the supervisors see you."  Anyway, back to my first drink on the cruise.  I don't really know what it was, but it had a shit load of rum in it and I was drunk.  What a great way to start off a vacation.

Anyway, because of this drink, the details of the rest of the night are a little fuzzy... and by fuzzy I mean I can't remember the rest of the night.  But I'm sure it was fun, there are a butt load of pictures anyway... All I really remember is that dinner was really great.  I ordered the top angus sirloin medium well with mashed taters.  I'd like to say that the food was amazing.  They really spared no expense.  I was starting to feel spoiled... and I liked being spoiled.

Or so it would seem.  You would definately get that impression when you find out that a few reputable entertainment outlets prepared negative reviews for his latest film, The Happening, before having even seen it.  Go on the IMDb message boards and you will find countless Shyamalan haters who constantly call him a hack and some even say he's the worst director in Hollywood. 

It seems this all started with The Village.  I will say that The Village was very suspensful and intriguing... all the way up until we find out that they in fact don't live in a colonial town in the late 1800's but on a wildlife reserve in the middle of Pennsylvania in present day and that the MONSTERS AREN'T REAL.  That twist was so bad that it ruined the first 90% of the movie for me, and that first 90% was actually a pretty good 90%.  That twist had to have just been thrown in there for the sake of putting a twist in it.  It didn't make the movie better, it didn't even make the movie memorable like his debut film The Sixth Sense.  Well, it is memorable for some as the film that marked Shyamalan's decent into writing/directorial hackery.  However, I can't honestly say that I hated The Village... I have definately seen worse movies then that.  There's strike one for Shyamalan.

Strike two and three, unfortunately for Shyamalan occured over the course of his following film Lady in the Water.  I don't count it as a Shyamalan film.  It was entertaining to a point and I'm sure if I was a few years younger I would've enjoyed it a lot more.  There were some funny parts to it that thankfully were intentional and not a result of melodramatic acting that is so bad that you laugh at it.  The movie has none of the elements in it that made his first three films great.  This one, however, didn't have a twist, showing that Shyamalan is veering off from his one-trick pony that is his claim to fame.  The only thing redeeming about Lady in the Water is it shows that Shyamalan is trying to not be typecasted as the twist guy.

I can understand why people would think Shyamalan sucks.  I too love The Sixth Sense and Unbreakable.  Signs is my favorite Shyamalan movie as well as my favorite thriller movie.  I watch movies differently then a lot of the people who hate Shyamalan.  I don't seek to watch movies because they are necessarily good stories.  I watch movies so I can be entertained.  I liked Snakes on a Plane and that movie was stupid as hell, but it was entertaining as hell also.  That's why I was excited when I saw the theatrical trailer for The Happening.

The trailer for The Happening was so good, it was actually better and more entertaining than the movie I saw that night in the same theater.  However, as I got to thinking, I remembered when I first saw the trailer for The Village which was also extremely engaging and entertaining.  That trailer, in my opinion, was better then the actual movie it was promoting.  I guess we'll have to wait and see if Shyamalan is losing his touch.  The Happening has the potential to be something great and fresh.  I'll be in the theater on Friday... I'll post my reactions to it afterward.

I was eating, then I came back to get on AIM and I had a message from someone named FlightySalmon this is the conversation...

FlightySalmon (10:05:00):  Wait, is this a leap year?
Plantzepp624 (10:27:18):  idk who is this
FlightySalmon (10:28:38):  who is this?
Plantzepp624 (10:28:55): gino
Flighty Salmon (10:30:04): who?
Plantzepp624 (10:30:45): i just told u
Plantzepp624 (10:31:02): FlightySalmon (10:05:00):  Wait, is this a leap year?
Flighty Salmon (10:32:06):  i don't know any gino... how did you get my screenname?
Plantzepp624 (10:33:08):  uhm... u immed me first like a half an hour ago
Flighty Salmon (10:33:36):  look i don't really care i don't know who you are other then four letters, just tell me how you got my screenname or peace out.
Plantzepp624 (10:34:07):  i just fucking told u... "peace out" retard.

thats when i blocked whoever this is... i've never experienced something like that, it made me mad as hell.

Anyway, I leave tomorrow morning for the cruise to the Grand Caymen Islands and Cozumel, Mexico.  It will be my first time on a plane, cruise ship, island, and another country.  I'll try to get online on the ship to post entries about it but I'll probly be partying like a rock star or rocking like a rock star.  I'll definately be getting sun burn.  All I have to remember is, DON'T DRINK THE FUCKING WATER.

Later

Yeah, anyway, Brian Widerman brought to my attention that I wrote part 1 of a several part story a few months ago and have yet to continue the saga of Paul Freeman.  He also noted that he didn't like it, but wanted to see it continued.  I'm workin on that story I'll try to have a continuation pretty soon.  I'm going on a cruise starting this Saturday till next Thursday so it won't be until after then.  I know all of you have been biting your nails in anticipation for part 2 of my incredible story.  Hopefully I'll remember to finish it, if I don't... I'm sure no one will be upset.

Its amazing how many people expect me to give them free food.  Most of the time if you're polite I've been known to give people a free drink, cup of nacho cheese, sour cream, etc... if you're polite and nice to me you could even get a free taco.  If you're nice, polite, and gratious I'll be more willing to give you your food even if your a few cents short.  But if you're gonna be an asshole to me, you can fucking forget it!

I was working the drive-thru the other day and some lady ordered 2 tacos.  Once she got to the window she said, "Oh by the way, last time I came here I didn't get enough cheese on my tacos could you put some extra on there."  For something like this you would generally have to pay.  Its 30 cents for extra cheese.  I decided to bite my tongue and just give it to her.  I gave her a small serving cup of cheddar cheese.  She looked at it and said, "This isn't enough can I get another one?" I said, "I'm sorry mam, that's extra food and you'll have to pay for it."  She said, "Okay then I'll just file a formal complaint with the head office."  As I stood there staring at her I felt like saying... "You want some extra cheese? Well we have plenty of RAT TRAPS BACK HERE!!!!!!!" I didn't say it, obviously, because my job is important to me as I need money.  But I notice that whenever I stand up for myself to some dick-headed, cunt-faced customer, I tend to feel a lot better about working at some second rate fast food joint.  She was a fatty too.  I felt like saying, "I'm sorry I don't speak pig.  Maybe you'll find some cheese in the dumpster, it'll remind you of where your mother gave birth to you you hog.  But I doubt you can lift your pig body out of your pig SUV so you can stop annoying the shit out of me."  If you look like a pig, eat like a pig, and act like a pig, you must be a pig... and you know what we say about pigs?... They only make people happy when they're in a skillet, or on the popular Bacon Club Chalupa.  Too bad we don't sell that anymore, we coulda gotten a lot of great greasy fatty bacon strips out of her lard ass.

The moral of the story is... IF YOU COME THROUGH THE DRIVE-THRU AND I'M WORKING, THE ONLY FREE CHEESE YOU'LL GET IS THE CHEESE THAT BUILDS UP IN MY NAVAL I'LL BE GLAD TO GIVE IT TO YOU

There, now I feel much better...

The previous "Crossword" post is pretty lame, but I'm seriously addicted, its a problem.

Anyway, my boss is finally promoting me to Shift Leader its pretty cool and an extra dollar of pay.  Lots of extra responsibilities though; inventory, counting drawers, beginning of day/midday/closing paperwork, and just managing.  I'm ready for it, I've been working at TB for almost 2 years now and that plus the fact I need my car to be mostly paid off means I want a promotion. 

Anyway again, exams coming up.  I'm doin really good this semester, gotta keep up the good work.  I'm sure I can manage.

So, on Tuesdays and Thursdays I have class from 8 in the morning till 6:15 at night, and 2 one and a half hour breaks in there.  During my downtime I've seriously become addicted to doing crossword puzzles.  Since the beginning of the semester, I've completed the crossword puzzle in every single issue of The Towerlight.  In fact, I've done so many of them, that as of this past issue, I've seen every single clue before.  Now I do the USA Today Daily Crossword puzzle, its a little tougher but I'm the fuckin crossword master.  I know thats really fucked up, but I'm a fucked up kid Fuck You for being an asshole...

peace out bitches...

I had an assignment for one of my EMF major pre-requisite classes called Concept & Story Development where we basically write stories (obviously).  One of our final projects was to write a treatment for a feature film and our "shopping list of sequences" should add up to above 90 minutes.  A shopping list of sequences basically is a list of each scene in the film and an estimation of how long the scene is, then you add them all up and that is the approximate length of the film.

Here's the synopsis to my treatment...

No Alibi

Neal Busbey is a writer for a conspiracy theory website called whistle-blower-weekly.com.  He's been dispatched along with his writing collaborator Glenn Patrick to a small, secluded lake side town that seems to be living in a completely different time period.  In recent months there has been a spike in UFO activity and people have been reporting strange occurrances with increasing frequency.  Neal feels that there is something weird about this town but he doesn't know what it is, his suspicions are confirmed when he witnesses strange lights in the sky himself.

He decides that he is going to leave the town a little early to get back to the real world and leave these very strange and subtly threatening feelings behind.  He's going to wake his girlfriend up upon his arrival and ask her to be his wife.

He is the only one driving down this dark stretch of road and something unexplainable happens.  The trip should've taken less than 4 hours, however, it took him over 10 hours.  Upon returning home he finds a horiffic sight, the corpse of his girlfriend.

The medical examiner puts her death around 6 hours prior to the time Neal reported the murder.  Unfortunately for Neal, he has no alibi as he is missing a very large, very important 6 hour chunk of memory and no explanation.  He is the prime suspect in his girlfriend's murder case and he is lost in a swirling funnel of confusion, sadness, and some unknown, sinister, and scary forces.

Detective Matthew Blakely is heading up the investigation and for the first time in his career, he doesn't know what to believe.  He knows one thing though... Neal may be a lot of things, he may even be crazy... but he's not a murderer.

His investigation leads him to the small town where Neal previously was.  While there he uncovers startling revelations which cause him to challenge his preconceived notions of "truth" and cause him to see the strange occurrences in this town as more than headlines, but as warnings of something he can't imagine.  These revelations lead Detective Blakely, unknowingly, toward a shocking conclusion that doesn't make the truth any clearer, but makes it much more personal...

I think its cracker jack material myself.  I finished the 1st draft treatment which is going to be edited, revised, rewritten, expanded upon, developed, and whatnot.  I'll post the full treatment here upon finishing it. 

Hope you were entertained by it.

I've decided that I'm not gonna bring down this journal by writing a lot about stuff that makes me mad or upset, but this time it can't be ignored.

On Friday, the Westboro Baptist Church will be picketing at the funerals of Emily Burke (15) and Rudy Colderone (14), two teens who died in a tragic car accident this past Saturday night.  The "church" (cult) says that they're demonstrating at these funerals because "God has put a curse on Maryland for prosecuting our Church."  Last year the father of a Marine who's funeral the WBC picketed at sued the church for invasion of privacy and intentional infliction of emotional distress.  The father won and the church had to pay up several millions of dollars in damages.  And now, God Hates Maryland.

I am totally against the WBC and everyone in it.  I don't give a shit about their 1st Amendment rights, the second they abuse that right by interfering with anyone's ability to properly grieve, they, in my opinion have given up that right.  I was brought up believing in a loving and merciful God, but their idea of "god" is just plain scary.  I would never want to die and spend eternity with their god, in all honestly, I'd rather go to hell. 

The most maddening part of this whole thing is that there is absolutely nothing that can be done.  It's like a paradox.  You shouldn't pay attention to them because the more you pay attention, the more they act like this, but you can't ignore them because whenever they do this, they get a lot of attention.  This is why they aren't going anywhere and they're going to keep doing this for as long as they can milk TV minutes out of it.  They're fifteen minutes of fame should have been over a long ass time ago.  I mean come on... the girl's 15 years old... on what world can what they're doing be deemed acceptable or proper?

I guess this bothers me as much as it does because I know two of the kids who were in the accident.  Paul (the driver) was in my scout troop for a few years and Emily (the deceased) attended the same church as me.  I wasn't great friends with either of them, but when tragedy strikes someone known to you, it tends to bring you back to reality.  You'll forget about what movie you just saw or what celebrity is being scandalized by TMZ and all you'll be left with is the realization that terrible things happen to good people and that one day, you will die. 

The only thing that could bring you down once this realization takes place would be to also realize simultaneously that there are people in this world who exhibit complete and utter disregard for the emotions of a grief stricken community when it loses someone so young.  I am honestly surprised that no one has tried to exhibit their own brand of vigilante justice on these people.  I'm not saying it should happen or that I want it to happen, but people get killed every day for doing less than what these people do.  The fact that they are still alive and their buildings still stand is a true testament to the goodness of everyone who they call evil every damn day.

Again, I don't even know what to say.  Once in a while I hear something that is such a shame that it defies reason and explanation. 

A few days ago a van was being driven by a few teenagers in Westminster, MD.  The driver (Paul Burke, 17) apparently fell asleep at the wheel and the van crashed into a tree.  This left two of the teens in the car dead, one of which being Emily Burke (sister) the other teen was one of his best friends, Rudy Colderone.

In comes the Westboro Baptist Church of Topeka, Kansas regurgitating the same tired shit like: "God Hates Fags", "Thank God For Your Dead Children," among others.  They are going to picket their shit at the two teens' funerals this coming up Friday.

I'm too tired to write all the shit I want to say about this right now, but the gist of it is... "FUCK THEM UP THEIR DIRTY GODLESS ASSHOLES!"  I mean seriously.  And the difference between me and them is that I'm not saying that God hates them... I'm saying I hate them, theres a little difference...

Tune in tomorrow for a more in-depth discussion.

I just heard about a dark comedy/horror film that seriously is a huge risk.  It's not a typical Hollywood horror movie, but it definately sounds more interesting than most of them.

The film is centered around a girl with an extremely rare condition known as Vagina Dentata, which is commonly accepted as a myth or urban legend.  Vagina Dentata is the name given to a biological abnormality that occurs obviously in the vagina.  For those of you who don't know latin, Vagina Dentata actually means: toothed vagina.

That's a very interesting and original idea.  Also their tagline is one of the best I've heard in a while.

TEETH
-Every Rose has its Thorns.

Here's the synopsis:

"High school student Dawn works hard at suppressing her budding sexuality by being the local chastity group's most active participant. Her task is made even more difficult by her bad boy stepbrother Brad's increasingly provocative behavior at home. A stranger to her own body, innocent Dawn discovers she has a toothed vagina when she becomes the object of violence. As she struggles to comprehend her anatomical uniqueness, Dawn experiences both the pitfalls and the power of being a living example of the vagina dentata myth."
                                                                                                - Official Website

This movie could go one of two ways.  It could go the way of a cult independent classic and be highly regarded in the world of independent film and creative storytelling.  Or, it could go the way of crappy, mediocre sci-fi films that most people love to hate (or hate to love).  Either way, it's an interesting and creative idea that definately hasn't been done before.

Roger Ebert gave it 3 out of 4 stars on his website.  He's a pretty good indicator of quality.

I only have a few questions about this movie (other than the one in the title of my post):

• What happens if she gets a cavity? 
• How would they do a root canal? 
• Would they use Novocaine? 
• Do you need a special vaginal tooth brush?

Heres the Trailer