Death is inevitable, even if you go down the correct path...
I found this sign on one of my bicycle exploration adventures around Boise Idaho.
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Death is inevitable, even if you go down the correct path...
Some of you may know Boise is the capitol of Idaho. Monday (August 30th, 2010) I visited the Capitol Building and took a few photos. Click an image to view full.
One thing I can say about state capitol buildings is their exteriors are highly photogenic.
Idaho State Seal on the sidewalk outside the Capitol Building.
Standing on the entryway stairs, looking down Capitol Boulevard.
Inside is a grand architecture designed to make one feel small. It's beautiful, but struck me as a waste of space. Most of the building is for show. They just need a fountain in the center...
And of course, Big Brother is watching...
A decapitated angel on display. This really is Hell's stronghold.
Government doing what it does best: keeping those Lobbyists safe and secure...
I mean really, that door was sort of a WTF when i saw it...
Directly below the center of the dome, looking up. What's with the children's star wallpaper in the very center? Kinda ruins the mood, don't you think?
curious stroboscopic effect
It's the "rolling shutter effect" from the digital camera. It doesn't snap each frame all at once, it scans it much like a scanner. Usually the scan is quick enough that it won't be noticeable. However, when it's scanning something that's moving quickly it can have odd effects.
Just something I ran across while on them internets...
I've got an apartment in Boise Idaho. I'm roommates with a friend of mine. Got most of my mailing addresses updated, along with all the usual crap when you move.
It's nice to be away from dismal Ketchikan. There's not much I miss about that town yet. I'm going to miss the ocean, and even some of the rain. I find myself stepping outside on the rare occasions that it does rain here in Boise. The thunderstorms here are a treat. Despite the constant rain and wind in Ketchikan, there isn't much thunder and lightning.
The heat is actually quite nice. It's a dry heat so it is quite tolerable. I think the winters are going to be mean, though. The ocean in Ketchikan regulates the temperature, so the winters are quite mild. Here in Boise on the other hand... It gets cold.
So far I like it. Stuff is cheap here. Some things (like food) cost half what they do in Ketchikan. I still need to find a job though... As much as I'd like to get enough income from the ads here, it's just not going to happen.
The bad part of all this is, no matter how far I go I can't get away from myself. I'm still me. So I'm finding myself living like a hermit again. I'm not as bad as I was in Ketchikan, but I'm headed there. I'd like to find a group of like-minded people to hang out with. From what I've seen on the internet, Boise is a pretty lonely place for a nerdy atheist.
What a sharp contrast in landscapes. I came from a lush temperate rain forest in Alaska to a barren desert in Idaho... And I love it.
Just take a look at this.

Good riddance Ketchikan! With watching eyes - Waiting to Leave, by The Cruxshadows
After 919 consecutive days of blogging and 963 posts, having not missed a single day, I must take a leave of absence for an unknown duration of time. I face a major change in my life, and in the transition I won't be able to blog. I may pick up blogging again at a later date after I'm settled in. I'll be at least a month. I need a break anyway. My only regret is that I didn't quite make it to my 1,000th post.
My theme song for today, just replace all instances of "train" with "ferry":
Cruxshadows - Waiting to Leave
1: Being trapped in this town has a way of killing your hopes and dreams.
You see dreams dissolving1
Distant voices slipping away
I have to go - I hear
The call of something deeper
A voice inside of me
And tears return
Beneath the happy ending
Promised words that scattered
In the cold
I have to leave, I hear
The call of something higher
Something young becoming old2
I can't stay here any longer
Trapped here by the rain3
I can't stay here any longer
Waiting for this train
I'm waiting for the last train
Out of nowhere4
I'm waiting for the last train
On the line
Some people say that I will
Never leave here...
But I have to go this time
I'm waiting for the last train
Bound for somewhere
I'm playing with my last chance
On the line
I think it's really now or never
You know I have to try...
My sympathies,
Are wasted on regretting
Why not take a chance with me?
I have to go - I hear
The call of something stronger
And it's pulling me away
I can't stay here any longer
Trapped here by the rain
I can't stay here any longer
Waiting for this train
I'm waiting for the last train
Out of nowhere
I'm waiting for the last train
On the line
Some people say that I will
Never leave here...
But I have to go this time
I'm waiting for the last train
Bound for somewhere
I'm playing with my last chance
On the line
I think it's really now or never
You know I have to try...
I've been running around in circles
Without any direction
I've been searching hard to find
Who I really am...
I've been running around in circles
Without any direction
I've been lost here for so long
I've forgotten who I am5...
I'm waiting for the last train
Out of nowhere
I'm waiting for the last train
On the line
Some people say that I will
Never leave here...
But I have to go this time
I'm waiting for the last train
Bound for somewhere
I'm playing with my last chance
On the line
I think it's really now or never
You know I have to try...
I'm waiting for the last train
Out of nowhere
I'm waiting for the last train
On the line
Some people say that I will
Never leave here...
But I have to go this time
I'm waiting for the last train
Bound for somewhere
I'm playing with my last chance
On the line
I think it's really now or never
You know I have to try...
2: In this case, I'm the thing getting old.
3: Seriously, it rains a lot in Ketchikan. On the order of 160-200 inches a year.
4: Because of the infamous "Bridge to Nowhere" Ketchikan has the nickname "Nowhere", Alaska. It's like this song was made for me.
5: I've never really been able to figure out who I am.
So the latest results from the Kepler Telescope puts the estimate of earth-like planets in our Milky Way Galaxy at 100 million. Turns out earth-sized planets are quite common in the galaxy. That isn't to say they are all in the goldilocks zone, but out of 100 million I'm willing to bet there are a couple million planets that are.
So where does that put the possibility of life as we know it forming on other planets? It happened here. Chances seem pretty good that it could happen on a few others out of the millions of planets out there. And that's just life as we know it. There could be other forms of life that can exist outside the habitable zone. At this point there is no evidence that there's other life out there, but it seems infeasible that Earth is that special.
Just something to think about.
Am I saying I believe in aliens over God? Well... yes. Frankly, there's more evidence for aliens. However, I do not believe they have ever visited us, or even know of our existence. Much the same way we don't know about them. The "aliens" may only be algae on some otherwise barren planet.
Such a good point. Seriously people, atheism is the absence of religion. Nonexistence is the default; it takes no faith. You (presumably) wouldn't believe any random whack-job claim without proof. Russel's Teapot comes to mind.

Hooray for Doomsday!
I'll be taking the same bet, on the same conditions (sans-cookie, no cookie for you). I will consider the prophecy fulfilled if the Earth is destroyed or unable to support human life on December 21st, 2012. Should the Doomsday come to pass, you will be paid on December 22nd, 2012. Void where prohibited.
After being in the US mail limbo for 22 days after it shipped, I finally got my Zagg Invisible Shield for my iPhone 4. There's also a green bumper from Apple on the phone.


And people literally believe the Noah's Ark story?
Atheist Comedy - The Great Flood
The last couple of days have been busy. I bought my ferry ticket. $239.00 for a 1-way ticket for 1 passenger. Believe me, it's the cheapest way to leave this town. I'll be on the M/V Columbia for the 1 day and 15 hours it takes to get from Ketchikan, Alaska to Bellingham, Washington.
Once we get off the ferry, my future roommate and I will drive to Mount Vernon and stay with my grandparents for a couple of nights. Then it's off to Boise, Idaho.
I've been gathering my stuff, deciding what to take and what to leave. I've also been throwing out a lot of stuff. Some things I'm undecided about. Do I leave my chainmail shirt or take it with me?
Is there anyone from Boise that reads my blog? If so, shout out in the comments. I'd love to hear from you.
This is what the cows do when they think you're not looking...
cows & cows & cows
Now if only it were possible to dispose of the idea without disposing of the person... Oh well.

10 days until the blog ends.
WHAT!?
Yeah, it's a little sudden. In 10 days I'll be moving away from Ketchikan, Alaska. During the transition I will be unable to blog. Too bad I won't quite make it to 1,000 consecutive posts.
I'm moving to Boise, Idaho. I have a friend I'm going to be roommates with. I've never been to Boise, but my friend went to college there. I'm to the point that I want to be anywhere other than Ketchikan. I was born on this rock, and being born in Ketchikan is like being born into bondage. You're trapped on an island, and it's so damn expensive to leave... Well, here's my chance.
It's a sudden change in my life; I'm leaping without looking on this one. That is very uncharacteristic of me. The very fiber of my being wants to over-analyze every situation and find reasons for not doing something. It's why my life has been stagnant for the past 5 years. And I'm terrified.
I've avoided talking about my personal life and feelings here. Partly because I think there's not much to talk about. I have very low self esteem and confidence. Coupled with agoraphobia1 and chronic anxiety, I've been trapped in a prison of my own making. Unable to bring myself to get a job, let alone a social life. This move is a last-ditch effort2 to escape from myself as much as it is from this town.
I will be forced to get a job and mingle with people. I will be forced out of my comfort zone, without an easy method of return. I'll either be able to cope or have a complete breakdown. But I need to do something. I've been watching my life pass by without anything to show for it.
1: I was diagnosed with agoraphobia instead of social phobia because I'm not overly concerned with people's opinion of me. But I'm still phobic of social situations for some unexplained reason.
2: Yes, I've tried counseling. It was marginally helpful, but it became clear I was not going to make a dramatic recovery.
Now this looks like a move I want to see...
The Sorcerer's Apprentice - Film Clip: You Should Run
If Texas wants to secede from the union, I say let them! Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out.
They can declare Christianity as their official national religion, make prayer and creationism mandatory in schools, homosexuality illegal (punishable by death of course), erase Thomas Jefferson from history, and execute death row inmates with a vengeance only surpassed by their god... And all the nation's fundamentalists can move there and be with their own kind1.
Meanwhile, the rest of us can finally get on with our lives unimpeded. Texas would become some sort of militant extremist Christian country, and the rest of the US would become more like Europe. Win-win for all!
Of course, the world would be fucked... If Texas secedes, Chuck Norris would become Supreme Arch-Theocrat of Texas.
1: You know I hold no personal contempt toward you, Looney.
Aw crap. I'm no longer a non-conformist because I'm not conforming to the other non-conformists.

I haven't watched any of the World Cup 2010. Yet I'm still tired of the vuvuzelas.
Will It Blend? - Vuvuzela World Cup 2010
Let it be said here that if I should ever die without outlining it in an official will: I do not want any religious overtone at my funeral, memorial, or burial. I am an atheist. I live as an atheist, and I should die as one.
You are free to say a private prayer for yourself. But for my sake, please don't say a public prayer. It would be degrading to the life that I lived to say I'd be in a "better place" after I die. That's what I was thinking when it was said at the Kralus' memorial. It's strange how trivial things like that can stick in your mind.
I'd also like any and all usable body parts (organs and such) to be donated to people who need them, anything that is left should be donated to science or cremated.
There is one more thing I would like to ask you all as my friends: if I should ever be in a vegetative state and kept alive on life support, please
The annual 4th of July parade in Ketchikan, Alaska. Although judging by how it started, I almost thought I was in Iraq or Afghanistan with all the armed soldiers marching down the street. Click an image to view full.

Then it appeared I was in Canada.

Prince Rupert, BC to be exact.

Or maybe I was in Scotland? I vote the Misty Thistle Pipes and Drums as the best performance in the parade.

Now I appear to be watching a political rally. There were floats for both Bill Walker and Lisa Murkowski (not pictured). I vote the Bill Walker float as the ugliest in the parade.

Wait, did I take a wrong turn and end up on the highway to Hell? Seriously, why was this even in the parade?

*sigh* Advertising for the new Twili- WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING DRIVING THE TRUCK!?

The Ketchikan Fire Department at their best.

A McDonald's meal, in MY parade? It's more likely than you think... At least I know I'm in America now, where the fast food goes strait to the hips.

After the parade there were hordes of people at the booths. I'm not sure why, all the booths were pretty lame.

You may notice these pictures were taken in 2 different locations. I watched the parade where it first started. Then I walked through town, catching back up to the beginning of the parade and watched it again. Yeah... I had nothing better to do that day.

Wait... Is that an ankh on her necklace?
Yes, I do see the hypocrisy in me posting this sort of thing. While not to that extreme, I am outspoken against religion. Superstitions, magical thinking, and false beliefs can and do have a detrimental impact on all of us; not just the believers.
Friggin' bagpipes man, I'm going insane!
I live fairly close to where all the Independence Day festivities are happening this year. For the past 3 days now, I've been hearing the faint sound of bagpipe music. It seems to ebb and flow, and when I can't actually hear it, I'm imagining it. It's like it continues to play in my head even after it's stopped. When I'm actually down there amongst the festivities there's usually some other music playing, completely unrelated to bagpipes.
I know there was a guy in town that would drive his truck back and forth through town with his windows down, blaring bagpipe music. He use to do it all summer. For the sake of my sanity, I was hoping it was him I was hearing.
I do like bagpipe music, it's an amazing instrument. But randomly hearing it all the time without any logical source leads to insanity. Yesterday I finally found a source. It doesn't explain why I've been hearing bagpipes all day for 3 days, but I still feel better. They are the Misty Thistle Pipes & Drums, local here in Ketchikan, Alaska.

Athesim
The belief that there was nothing and nothing happened to nothing and then nothing magically exploded for no reason, creating everything and then a bunch of everything magically rearranged itself for no reason what so ever into self-replicating bits which then turned into dinosaurs.
Makes perfect sense.

Christianity
The belief that some cosmic Jewish Zombie can make you live forever if you symbolically eat his flesh and telepathically tell him that you accept him as your master, so he can remove an evil force from your soul that is present in humanity because a rib-woman was convinced by a talking snake to eat from a magical tree.
Makes perfect sense.

Toast
The belief that some dead bits of plant things that grow in fields, and some clear liquid stuff, and some little dots which are alive somehow, and some other stuff, can somehow be magically zapped together to make some food, which can then be cut into bits, then put into a thing that magically zaps it again somehow to make it go different for absolutely no reason, and then you can eat it.
Makes perfect sense.

That actually does make perfect sense.Strawman
An informal fallacy based on misrepresentation of an opponent's position. To "attack a straw man" is to create the illusion of having refuted a proposition by substituting a superficially similar yet weaker proposition and refuting it, without ever having actually refuted the original position.
Scenery from an old logging road named Brown Mountain Road. These were taken June 9th, 2010.



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