Response: DSTMFG

Surrounded by Jaguars, with nothing but light cover, what would you do? Should you just submit yourself to certain death? That's not going to happen. Most of us would fight. Try to take at least one more breath. So what could you do? Run? That's probably not a great idea either, jaguars are fast, humans are not as fast. It would probably also end with a less than pleasant mauling. Do you howl? Hope that a god exists and a savior will show up in their shining armor, and if you're really fortunate, they have a rifle. Do we fight back? If you're in the woods alone, I would hope you brought some sort of survival equipment. Maybe a knife, a lighter, some rope, a flair. Assuming we aren't as prepared as we should be could you defeat a Jaguar with no weapon other than a hunting knife? If a man can kill a bear with nothing but a hunting knife (Link) why could you not kill a Jaguar? He probably could. Though he's surrounded, and fending off one only delays the problem. It doesn't solve it. Do we follow the advice we've always been given about bears? Get big, and back away slowly; hope that you can intimidate the Jaguar and have it back away. Have it look for another meal. I have no idea what we could do in the face of a jaguar attack. Thankfully I don't see it happening to me. At least not in the near future. I hope.

Aside: Could you kill a bear with a hunting knife? if not what's the biggest (predatory) animal you could fend off? A raccoon? A badger? A Lynx? regardless i'm impressed.
Aside for the aside: Human vs. Bear hot dog eating contest "the bear doesn't know it's a competition"

Very small, feeling like a rook,
Admiring the peace of stars, on this cold winter night,
Lying in the meadow, with nothing but tranquility,
It would be cold, if I weren't thinking of you tonight.

The waves crashing one the rocks;
Chaos down below,
Nothing disturbs my tranquility,
Not even the sight of the year's first snow.

Some call it crazy,
Lying in a field. With nothing.
but thoughts,
and peace, thinking of the last time we spoke.

It was too long ago, and now you are gone
Your smile never to be seen,
Enthusiasm to be forgotten,
Unless I live with a peace of you, and you eyes that were green

Seeing you again is something I desire,
For now you are dead,
Our brotherhood set on fire,
I'll live my life for you. Make it a place you should have lived to see.

Peace,
Love,
Friendship,

Gone with our
                       Fraternity

Fragrance Lamp

What is a Fragrance Lamp? If you asked me this question, I would have to tell you the truth. I have not the slightest clue. Well I do have a slight clue, I assume it's a lamp that emits some sort of odor. Probably a pleasant one. The next logical question would be why is my blog named after something I have never seen, desired or even really thought about for any length of time. Well the answer is simple. I'm lazy and lack creativity, which of course led me directly to Wikipedia's Random article button. The decision I made was that whatever the title of the next page that would show up on my monitor would be the name of my blog. Now is this a name that will reflect my posts? highly unlikely, but it does sound a tad phony and avant-garde, and I must admit i like that. Yes the title is sarcastic, but who cares. This is the internet, a very cruel place a deeply sarcastic place, and the least that can be done is pay tribute to the internet by making my blog as mean sarcastic as possible. Also Wikipedia knows all, it probably knew that I was looking for an awesome blog name. And gave me a mediocre one just to mess with me.

The Burden of Technology

Having been blessed to grow up around nature and have the forest, the beach and countless other adventures surround me, I fell more than comfortable calling myself someone who likes the freedom of the outdoors. The thrill of the elements. The biting of the cold. The scorching of the sun. I am this way currently, always have been, and don't plan to change. Having always been the type of person who spent my days playing hockey in the road, or football at the park. I spend upwards of 25 hours a week doing competitive sports and several more playing games of pickup at the park or my whatever friend is game to partake. Spending hours upon hours on the computer "socializing" is not something that sounds enjoyable even in the slightest. There is very little you can experience that would remove you from your comfort zone, and those little red numbers on your facebook page won't lead to anything you'll look back upon and say "Those were the good old days" you forget what happened within a week and move on to live you're mundane life staring at the screen. To be completely honest, blogging feels kind of phony, i expect that no one will read this, and that i am putting my thought somewhere on the vast intraweb will do nothing for me. I can only write things that are so personal for after, it is the internet. Anyone literate can read this. Living outside, it's where the vast majority of our forefathers spent their time, and where all other animals find their comfort. But for some reason we try our hardest to isolate ourselves from it, save the few of us who spend their days skiing, and go down to the beach on rainy days living our lives the way it should be done. I have to say that recently there has started to be a certain amount of distance that i have put between myself and the outdoors, and I loathe it. Receiving more text messages and facebook updates those are two things that manage to complicate my life beyond belief. I've been meaning to deactivate both, but I don't have the courage to isolate myself from everyone like that. So until the day that I do, there will be a part of me that remains miserable, not living life to its fullest extent, going for and adventure then instead of curling up with a book and listening to the radio, the more hectic world of Facebook, Twitter, Blogger and texting will continue to haunt me.