Magnets, Magic, and Naked Strangers.

I started this morning having a pretty solid idea of what I was going to blog about today. I read this really interesting article about a civil engineer who decided jobs and money are overrated and his real life goal was to walk from coast to coast of the US. I was going to discuss how I felt about it and whatnot- but today's events have made a subtle request for me to put aside my feelings on personal quests.

First of all... Buckyballs are awesome! They are basically these wicked strong little magnets that you can make shapes out of. Which may sound easy or boring, but that would be a false assumption. They may seem more entertaining to me because I work at a museum store with nothing to do but play with all the children's toys- but regardless Rolling Stone Magazine rated it the adult toy of the year. Now, I realize that "adult toy" sounds like something you would find at Cafe Risque, but in reality the magnets are just too strong/small for kids to play with.

Speaking of Cafe Risque..... after a miserable attempt at basketball by the Magic tonight the group of boys and one sleeping girl I was watching the game with decided to channel surf. BAD PLAN. Late night Cinemax/HBO = naked bodies. Lots of naked bodies. I never knew there were so many documentaries about porn stars. Now, admittedly I was curious as to the secret life of the well lubed and famous- but not enough to actually watch the show. However, I was out ranked by testosterone. These people live such dangerous and dysfunctional lives, while promoting the rest of the world to do the same. I am exceptionally opposed to pornography, watching naked strangers is frowned upon because it is wrong. I find myself wondering what people did before "adult entertainment," and if it wasn't for adult entertainment- would the divorce rate be less?

I love social patterns. The end.