Ohh sir, excuse me. Your Sexual Innuendo is showing.

If you have guessed that my controversy is something about sex, then you are pretty close to a 100% on this blog. More forward though, this blog is about what sexual references are being exposed to the children of America through ads and television. I’m going to guess that none of our classmates have any children but this could be to those with the younger siblings, or siblings with children. Either way, we can all understand how seeing something like this image above when coming of age to understand that this isn’t two camels laying on one and other for comfort and laughing for the humor of the situation. NO, this is two camels do the dirty naughty and as adults we should be responsible enough to keep it away from fragile eyes. At least for as long as we can, it’s a rough and raunchy world, why expose it to them when all they need to worry about is Dora The Explore and maybe some Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Ok TMNT, shows violence, but meh. It’s a great show, and doesn’t show sex, so on with THINE’ BLOG).

As one of our classmates has already done a blog on sexual references as their picture controversy (I believe Justin. I really liked his blog, thus my stance now.); I can see that not only myself but others feel that having these non censored advertisements are a reckless and negligent. Through commercials or pop-ups on the Internet these ads are being leaked to the younger viewers who are less equipped in mental maturity to digesting these suggestions. His picture of the 7-inch Burger King sandwich is a perfect example; it’s none discreet to its message at all. If you are unfamiliar I suggest looking at his blog, he explains it very well. But it is of a woman with this sandwich in front of her face like as a phallic symbol and her mouth parted in an O shape. I say why not go all the way, after all they have gone this far, put a little mayo on her lip and call it a done day. I can suspect that the kids that found this ad in a magazine or on the Internet thought this exact adaptation, maybe not that clever but in the same sense.

So what do you think? Should we stand back and let companies get by with these obtrusive ads? My opinion is set, now it is your turn to comment and make your stance.

Ey, you want to go get a coke. Meh I rather procceed to the nearest protest.

The Controversy that encroaches my day’s thoughts is the constant rally of today’s issues, and how it is getting to a point of a useless debate and going away from a constructive protest. This image for example is a joke but relates properly that these protest are becoming immature and senseless, and that a simple statement of , “down with this sort of thing” compares properly to many protest that are going around the subject and not confronting straight forward.

On the other hand this can be taken by a different point of view, that the act of protesting to sum is a joke, which could hurt the whole attitude of the protest. Having a sign like this at a protest, for example peace, or bring the troops home, is looked at as a direct form of disrespect to a noble cause. It hurts the identity of the protest with careless messages like this one and many others.

Most of all, this has become a trend to put a hindrance in the protest that they feel is wrong by standing among the protesters holding a sign that basically boils down to, “I’m with Stupid->->”. Although incredibly funny, attacking some group on there personal beliefs is never a smart judgment and using this method to get there point across is just plain childish.

Is this Memory loss or is that just a kick to the head

Tae Kwan Do (TKD), a form of martial arts, was the topic of my interest this day, and my contender, Erica Burzio a female black belt from Hood College. The show down started in my study with the start of a questionnaire, ranging from the beginning, to the skills that brought her thus far, and then the more important question that we will touch on later. I had already assumed that I need my defense up for this interview, but what I didn’t know was how poorly prepared I was for this match up.

I walked into this women’s layer, she was robed in classic street cloths; which came to a surprise from me for one aspect, did she know what she was getting into, or the possible second did she not have to wear her formal TKD garb for I was such an was such an easy opponent. Then I approached her and didn’t think the fight would start so soon but it seemed like I was in some weak form of a choke hold, this was an embrace front to front by myself and Erica that made this day look like I was under her quota to kill. After she let me go, she sat me down on her bed, and looks like she was in for a big surprise, in a lot of questions that is.

I found out the extent of the tunnel that I have just walked into, she has done TKD since her 14th birthday, and she was around my age so 19 or so. Erica even had a master from the beginning, which told me if I were to come out the victor her I might as well put a bell on my belt to make it less painful for me when the master finds me. Formally known as Master Tim Wong, who also was the instructor for her father and many others that Erica said was one of the biggest the communities that she had ever been evolved with. I did not prepare for that; I thought I might have one opponent but looks like my situation is in a grave perspective.

From then on I stalled her with measly questions like whether or not TKD was a stress reliever to her. She answers quite quickly giving me a cramp in my hand. Oh she knew how to keep me subdued, curses this woman. Erica then went on to say, “Tae Kwan Do is most definitely a stress reliever. Its either you leave what is bothering you at the door, or you can take it in to spare and practice the sets of punches and kicks. But I also had to watch out because if I did bring it in to the DoJo, it could cloud my judgment.” This is where I thought I had her, and trough some intense questions, like in her knowledge who would she think would win in a fight: Jackie Chan vs. Jet Lee, herself vs. the Hulk, and most importantly herself vs. me. It rained down as such, Jet Lee, the Hulk but just barely, and she went onto the topic that we have circled around for so long but I didn’t quite hear her. Everything suddenly went to tunnel vision and the next thing I knew it, I was on the floor face first into a bean bag chair, comfortable as it may be, and seeing what seem to be a foot coming down for its final blow.

I honestly do not know what happened after the beanbag face plant, but I’m here with all my limbs. Somehow I must have escaped, or someone intervened in my inevitable destruction. Therefore I give my thanks to whoever helped me. This then will be a reminder to watch your back when getting in the sight of a killer.

Who said english couldn't be spontaneous, oh I did.

In general, I tend to watch how people react to different situations in different environments, but on September 10th this I was my assignment and my destination was the Frederick Coffee Co. First entering the vicinity of the café I recognized by the costumers who were sitting around the building how mellow the mood had became, everyone spoke a little bit softer and had the eagerness to start the new day with other people and their selected beverage. As I continue my way into the build I notice how the build itself was implying a relax mood on any one who would enter. The walls were packed with a variety of objects that have been collected over the years that embraced some background history that if asked about could lead to two coffees and three hours later of discussion.

As I situated myself into this habitat of the elderly and the couples, I felt to truly observe these people I would need to be in the same state of relaxation; therefore I indulged myself to their Chai Tea that was made promptly in front of me. The people who were running this café knew exactly where everything was from their long worked mornings. I sat back down and began to absorb everything around me, the air had an incredible freshness that made me take a second sniff, there was a pleasant beat of mellow music that waved through the waking morning, and then there was the off beat over weight gentlemen with a starting laugh that encroached on the standard of calm in the building. They left and the building seemed to sign, like an annoying fly finding something more interesting in the distance. After my first observations I noticed that time was up, and I had already been there for fifteen minutes. In my head I told the coffee house that it would not be long before I returned once more.

Blog Uno "Experience and Me"

Looking back a year from now, I should be somewhere in the magnificence of Colorado. Incredibly beautiful the scenery was during my time there, the forest was alive as the flame in the communal fire after a hard day work, the mountains as detail and fine as the ever-changing teeth of a tiger shark. Which brings us to our little story or a written montage you could say. This was the first time I have ever gone skinny dipping, and oh boy did I choose the correct scenery.

To picture this correctly, my crew and I had just gone through a grueling, rocky ascent that encompassed crossing a flooded stream with our over load packs in our boots which protected the souls of our most necessary tool our feet. We tried very desperately to keep our feet dry for the upcoming miles, but to our dismay we had to cross with our boots on, the stream was full of rocks that could damage our feet and could ruin our carrier of the summer entirely. Therefore we kept the boots on and trudge forward. After that tempers ran high, I personally had to step between two of our gentlemen who were snipping at each others neck to blame for there own faults and tribulations like a bunch of mules. That resolved quite awkwardly and ironically with a little relief of my own, that is if we are comparing these gentlemen to mules and the last statement of their debate came from me. Lets just say that my crew ate a very fibber enrich diet, and going from a meat diet to a mainly vegetable diet is a rather big stress on the system; not to mention after finishing half of our twelve mile hike. We will just leave it at that.

We finally made it to our destination; a camping spot next to a beautiful lake with the mountain peaks reflecting into the water as if there was more to this world then we could see. One after another we dropped pack to set up camp and then proceed to our long awaited relaxation, but wait we are not at the freeing moment yet, there is a little more then we can have the chance to hang lose. Our crew was assigned by our leader to write something insightful, more or less, of what we felt so far about living with these complete strangers, who now are some of my closest friends and hearing that after all that we have gone through together honestly struck us all deep within ourselves. Everyone after getting our assignments dealt with personal matters and then went off on their own to think about what our leader had told us. I started to explore around the lake and found this boulder that seem to sit on the water ever so gently. I thought to myself, “Hell, if I need to write something so emotional driven why don’t I go where the nature has intended me to write.” Thankfully this boulder was only a step on a rock, a skip and a leap away from getting on the boulder. Once there I tore off my boots and my shirt and relaxed under the beating sun. Another one of my male comrades joined me, as well as at another boulder in the distance that took two of my female crew mates. We sat and bantered with the following boulder, telling them that there boulder was a subordinate in the boulder community, that there water could not possibly be as beautiful as ours. From there the ladies inched into the water as nature intend, birthday suit had come unfold. We still continued chitchat as they went on there side of the boulder, to have a little privacy other then being able to see there heads from where we were sitting. I continued to remark, one thing after another the point has come to let all lose. I decided to moon the ladies who were enjoying there day as if at the spa, but with the lowering of ones britches it seemed that I lowered all sides and not just the behind. There I was completely unprotected to any on lookers, and what do I do, the most sensible thing that I could think in a situation like that. I jumped into the water; it was very very cold mind you. It was one of the most relieving points of my time in Colorado, and this lake from hence forth was renamed skinny dip lake.

Scott's Bumper Sticker Philospy

If I had to create a bumper sticker that modeled my philosophy for life, it would be "Into the Wild". As I've traveled through life this one bumper sticker has stuck to me the most. I am one of these kids that have lived a lot of my life in the wilderness, either through Boy Scouts or just any random adventure that I may be on. It expresses my joy of leaving everything so familiar and going to something that is new and even possibly dangerous. This sticker on the other hand is not like others that represent some political statement/stance or that they are proud of their child for being successful in kindergarten; it is just a statement representing the ideal of going somewhere and not knowing what to expect.

My life and carrier is surrounded by this idea. To go out into the wild and explore, but more directly to study the life of wolves; one of the most majestic creatures know to man if in fear, facination, or of their complexity. If I could follow one thing it would be these wolves and the sense of leaving all that is troubling about this world and focus on survial on a day to day bases.

This is me, no changing that.