RAHercules's New Writeups

A futon is an essential piece of furniture because it is so dynamic and flexible. It is good to lounge on and to just kick back. Then you can have a friend sleep over with minimal adjustment of other house furniture. (Hint: Try putting a thick velvet blanket on the futon as an under blanket...absolute heaven)

On the contrary, futons are somewhat hazardous to your health. They do not support good posture whatsoever! Any way that you try to sit in them, you either lounge (with your back as crooked as a question mark) OR sit completely upright and be uncomfortable as hell. Take you pick...spinal damage or unpleasantness.

Simple solution: When your futon is in the upright position, try putting a pillow behind the small of your back. Thus, straightening your back and preventing discomfort.

Rectal Fouls (thing)

2001-04-09T16:53:45Z

There is a current event that has been bothering me every since I heard about it. Following is a summary of the event taken out of a local newspaper:

Wednesday April 04 An Australian pro rugby player who resigned this weekend after being caught sticking his finger in opposing players' anuses during a match is now considering taking legal action against the New Zealand Cancer Society (NZCS) for using his picture in an advertisement for prostate cancer checks.

This is both; one of the funniest things I have heard in a while AND one of the most retarded things I have heard in a while. I guess this is a question to everyone that reads this node. I want to know: What drives a person to poke another person in the rectum during a sporting event in front of thousands of people? If anyone has an idea, I would like to know why. I cannot see the motivation or what he is trying to accomplish by doing this.

I am glad…

What happens if you question your existence? (idea)

2000-09-12T06:09:12Z

I sit at the top of Soledad Mountain and I wonder to myself, "How important am I?" There are so many lives being led that my measly little life seems so trivial. There are so many things in the world that I can't help but think how insignificant I am. To people that I don't know, I do not exist. So does that mean that if no one knows you, you do not exist? Of course you meet people on every street corner for a brief moment in time...but you are that easily forgotten. I think that it is pathetic that a person is often times based on who they know and how many people care about him/her.

I think about the world and it's entirety and I start believing that if I died at this exact moment, who would care? Who would even know? The way that I see it, the odds are against any individual. That is the reason why people feel the need to join gangs or clubs, so that they will have more of a foothold into their own personal existence in…

What happens when you get too lonely (idea)

2000-09-10T09:34:25Z

I believe that loneliness is one of the worst emotional feelings that one can have. You lose faith in a lot of things. You lose faith in humanity, life, even other people walking down the street, but most of all yourself. You start thinking, "What is so wrong with me that no one looks at you (people of the opposite sex mostly). Am I too young? Too fat? Too ugly? All these things run through your mind when you are out, by yourself, on a Friday night looking for someone to talk to. I have a couple of GREAT friends who would be there for me in a heartbeat, but they are not in any position to provide the companionship that I need to sustain a fulfilling lifestyle.

Some people say, "It will come with time..." or "You should join a church, that will give you the opportunity to make friends!" Well, I know that beggars can't be choosers and I am definitely in a "beggars" position, but I don't want to change the way that I am so that I can make…

Parting with Friends (person)

2000-08-27T01:07:52Z

As I sit here and think about all the good times and all the bad, the only thing that remains constant are my friends. Anytime that I needed someone to talk to, my friends were there. I remember the trip to Kern and to Berkley. I remember the "wonderful" times we had at Basil's and some of the things that we said. All I can do now, now that they are gone, is remember the good times and yearn for them. When I drop my friend off at the airport and wait to see his plane take off, I can't help but feel a sense of loss. That last big hug or that traditional "Take it easy and I love you man..." just sends me reminiscing. I know that I will see them again but the fact that they won't be around, pains me... I guess the only thing to do is to keep the email and phone calls coming until we meet again. But until then, I will just have my memories. "Am I??", "Can I have one more thing", Tenacious D, just to name a few. I hope they know that I will miss them and I hope that they will think of me often...because I do them.