Friday, September 30, 2005

Allright. So. I'm in Lakeside, Montana now. I got here last Saturday. I'm right next to the largest body of fresh water in the country besides the great lakes. It is huge and very cold. Actually, that pretty much describes everything about Montana. Huge and Cold. And it's supposed to just get colder. But lucky for me, there is a ski area just up the road (5 miles) that gives YWAMers discounts, and I'm only about 90 minutes from the famous Big Mountain, although they don't officially open until after I leave (who knows though, maybe I'll get lucky). Anyway, my life now consists of waking up around 8 am, working on random computer tasks until lunch time, and then, depending on the day, either having some time off until play rehearsals in the afternoon, or helping out/sitting in on the theatre school classes. After that comes dinner, and then usually many hours of playing ping pong and/or dutch blitz. The play is coming along well, and the director is giving me lots of freedom, which is very nice, although she is very good.
I went to see Serenity tonight. It was great. If you have seen Firefly, you can't miss this. And if you haven't, you'll still probably enjoy it. Good plot, great characters, and some excellent action sequences. I'm very glad this movie got made.
And that's about all she wrote right now. Bye.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Ok.. so it seems that once I actually have something to write about, I try very hard to put off writing. Seriously, I mean, the last week has been kinda crazy but I have had plenty of time to write. Anyway, enough about not writing and on to writing.
Last monday (9-12-05) very early in the morning (4 am'ish) I sent an email to a man who was in charge of a travelling drama group currently touring through the Northwestern United States. I asked him about their program and told him about my expertise, mentioning that I would like to investigate them for the spring season. He returned my email about three hours later, telling me that they actually needed someone with my qualifications immediately, because they were shorthanded on tour. I was rather excited at this sudden turn of events, and promptly gave him the references which he had requested. The plan was, if he was happy with my references, they would fly me out to Washington on Wednesday or Thursday. So, I went to work and told my boss that he might be receiving a phone call, and explained the situation to him. He was a little dissappointed, but understanding, and was able to fill all of my shifts by the end of the night. Next evening I got another email from the man. He informed me that he was happy with my references, BUT had contacted the group (he was not on the road with them) and been told that they had in the past week gotten their production under control and no longer needed help. Poop. Here I am, disappointed and out of a job. Poo-oop. Well, I figured since I've already quit my job, and have no real attachments, I might as well find something else adventurous to do. As luck would have it, my mother found a YWAM school that specializes in theatre, with a production/school period starting on 9-26. My mother further contacted the director of said theatre department, offering (without my knowledge of course) my services and bragging about me. After a bit of correspondence, dear old Mom decided to tell me about this, figuring that I ought to take over the communique. I was mildly interested, although a bit wary after the first let-down. I contacted the woman to find out more, and basically was offered a position. I mulled this over for a few days while awaiting an application for officializationismizing. When no application came, I contacted the woman again informing her that I had not received an application, and was wondering if I should make travel plans. This was on Saturday. She replied telling me that she would tell me for sure on Sunday by noon. Noon on sunday, sure nuff there is an email telling me to go ahead and come. So this morning, my grandmother and I loaded into her car and took off for Colorado Springs, Colorado, enroute to Lakeside, Montana where I will be staying for the next two months. Okay bye.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

I have nothing of value to say. Unless of course that statement itself was informative to someone...

Friday, September 02, 2005

Okay. Time to get political. Kind of. But first!! A brief personal update.
I, Eric Cameron, did on Sunday the 28th of August, 2005, begin displaying symptoms of illness. Sore throat, exhaustion, you know the drill. Well, it wasn't so bad on Sunday. Monday however, I went to work in the evening, and left ten minutes later, feeling worse. By this time I had begun to feel feverish. More fun headed my way. That night and all day tuesday were spent in unrestful sleep. Tuesday night (Wednesday morning) I noticed a punch of purple dots on my chest. I hurried to the bathroom to look myself in the mirror. This rash was all over my chest and sides, under my arms, and extremely pronounced on my elbows. Freaking out, I ran downstairs, and almost woke my father up, but decided that since he would be getting up in a matter of hours, I would leave him a note to see me before going to work. So he comes into my room around six AM, and asks me w hat's up. I hold up my elbow, at which point he promptly starts walking to the door. I, still rather freaked, frantically ask him w hat it is. He casually replies, and I quote, "Oh. You have Scarlet Fever." W HAT THE CRAP?!?! A disease that until two weeks ago I thought was something that only people from the 1800's got had somehow worked its way in and gone head to head with my immune system. There is of course an explanation. My friend Mia had even more mysteriously contracted the same illness a few weeks prior. I can only assume I picked it up from her. Anyway, after eating plenty of Penicillin, and drinking lots of fluids (doctor's orders) I have managed to pull through this disease that I had previously thought to be "Gone With The Wind." I'm sorry. That was bad. Moving on to politics!
W hat good blog doesn't make the ocassional political spiel? W hatever your answer was, if it included my blog, it is very wrong! So here it is. Gas prices. Seriously. W hat the crap is going on there? $3.00 a gallon?!?! Come on!! And here's the worst part: News! Now in case that link doesn't work, or you're just to much of a slacker to go and read a news site, here is a quote:

"There is a supply problem; there's been a reduction in the amount of gasoline available. People still want to drive, so the price is going to go up."

So... Let me check my facts here. We have a limited supply of gasoline. Okay. There's been a reduction in the amount available. Mmhhmm... People are still using gas, and so the price is going up. Wait. Wait. This logic isn't quite there. Now follow this: We always have a limited supply of gasoline. There is a small reduction, a small reduction in oil production. Seriously, the gulf platforms don't produce a whole lot. Now in traditional economics, if the demand for an item stays the same, but the supply diminshes to where it lags the demand, the price will go up. Is the media trying to tell us that because a few platforms got knocked out by a hurricane, we are suddenly lining up at the gas stations hoping that they don't run out? If that were happening, if there was a visible shortage available to the consumer, then they would have justification to raise prices. Let me ask you: Have you ever had to drive from station to station looking for one that has gas? Or have gas prices always seemed to just kind of go up regardless of anything you see? Basically, I'm not buying this story until I see evidence of gas prices relying on actual market conditions, and not on some unseen forces that have no other effect than the numbers glowing alongside every American highway becoming higher and higher. The FACT is that oil companies have a wonderful oligopoly for themselves, and whenever they think they can get away with it in the public's eye, they gouge prices. Then they spin some story about supply et al. to justify these soaring prices. They know that Americans aren't going to stop buying gas, at least not until the prices are high enough that they actually can't.
Now some people would call this arguement ill-thought out and reactionary. It is. But I'm going to plug a few holes here. This will be a brief q&a session with myself. Don't bother reading if you don't have any problems with w hat was already presented. W hat about global demand Eric? I recognize that the USA is not the only country on the face of the planet, and that there are five and three quarters billion people outside of the USA, many of whom also use gasoline. But the same principle of true supply and demand holds true. If you show me data that people everywhere else in the world are rioting at the 7-eleven because there is no gas, then maybe I'll give it to you. Why don't you look into that global data yourself Eric? Because I'm to freaking lazy, and I'm really just venting about how quickly gas prices are rising. I don't care that much. I'm not starting a revolution. Oh, and a quick explanation. When I say true supply and demand, w hat I mean is the basic economic principle of supply and demand as applied to a naturally controlled product. This does not apply to gasoline. You've seen the headlines about OPEC voting to increase supply by X million barrels? The people putting this stuff out can control to a large extent how much they put out. When it comes down to it, natural disasters aren't w hat affect the flow of texas tea. It's the rich rulers of the countries that are conveniently located on top of the oil. They have direct control over the supply level. And here's the most sickening part: we pander to them everyday by not putting more effort into developing alternatives to oil. It's us. Do you realize how little we need to make a hydrogen car a reality? Just a good way to store the hydrogen. The rest of the technology is there, and is great. The only remaining problem is that people don't want to be victim to their own persoanl hinendburg anytime they get in an accident. Understandable. But let's put some effort into it and freaking find a better way to store the crap!! If noone else will, I'll freaking do it. Allright, I've got to go relearn some chemistry. Hopefully I'll talk to you guys via National Television in a few weeks.