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How to Pick Your Nose in Public

Nose Picker

You wake up in the morning from a comfortable night’s rest and after a yawn your nose starts to itch. You take one of your digits and shove it in the nasal cavity without second thought, retract it back, and flick the green substance in the air like a tiny cannonball.

We pick our noses (defined by “the insertion of a finger (or other object) into the nose with the intention of removing dried nasal secretions” from our good friend Wikipedia), it’s only a natural habit that was adopted at birth and largely taboo. As much as we hate to admit it we do it whenever and wherever we find the need to, regardless of how gross, disgusting, or pleasantly entertaining it is. Due to harsh criticism by pompous aristocrats, society frowns upon the infamous activity, restricting us from acquiring clean nostrils in public.

So how can we successfully pick our schnoz in around others without compromising our reputations?
There are many ways and among them are:

  • The Sleeper– You fake a few eye drifters and adjust yourself in a more comfortable position. Moments later you lay your head down on top of your arms and slide one of your hands underneath, giving you a discrete, effective way of extracting the dried mucus.
  • The Ninja– You’re touring your favorite department store and all of a sudden your sniffer begins to twitch. People are more present than 12-o’-clock at McDonald’s and the goal is mandatory; without hesitation you walk to the clothing department and cautiously slip into one of the racks, where everything can be achieved in one go. Beware of cameras.
  • The Chronic Cougher– Better practiced with a hoodie or jacket, when duty calls begin with a quiet little cough, followed by a more profound hack with a few chest beatings. Then start the heavy coughing and hide your head behind jacket/hoodie, continuing the cough while loosening the abominable boogers.
  • The Cover-Upper- Hospitals or doctor offices are as busy as subways most of the time and nose-picking witnesses with a possible staph infection are prone to puking, initiating a chain reaction of undigested lunches being spilled. Prevent this by taking a magazine, immersing yourself in its pages, and tickling your olfactory nerves judiciously.
  •  The Rocketeer- This technique has an increased chance of nosebleeds (therefore definitely not recommended for those who have long fingernails) which involves attentively scanning the area for individuals looking in your immediate direction–when the coast is clear–quickly shove your finger or thumb up your nose, perform a twisting scoop, then remove it and drive it into your pocket before they anyone could blink.
  • The Aristocrat- The most uncommon of ways involve expending patience as you wait for the opportunity to enter a private room and use a tissue to blow the slime out without sacrificing the cleanliness of your hand. Something to consider if you plan on shaking hands.

Weither you flick-it or wipe-it, these techniques will save lots of blushing, ridicule, disgusted looks, eyebrow raises, and shame. As a relation to the content of this post, remember…

“You can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can’t pick your friend’s nose”.

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I Watched: The Avengers

Ticket

As good as any golden one.

Holding the ticket to the biggest movie of 2012 quite exhilarating, with all the excitement that brewed in the theater and the long line that threatened the integrity of my dry pants, it was exactly what awaiting for the screening of The Avengers should feel like. While my wait I contemplated the lack of the special edition 3D glasses that Hollywood Theaters had and what it would’ve been like if I had the opportunity to grab a pair of the for the one-in-a-lifetime event, regardless Ebay has a prolific supply of them.

I’d hate to say anything about what I saw on the 4th other than that it was single-handedly the best movie I have seen.

Better than the Dark Knight you say?

The Avengers

Yes.

Hard to say, but the movie debuted in 2008 and there was no warning of The Avengers at that time. I can still say it’s in second place however, but will more than likely move to third once The Dark Knight Rises sails off.
Joss Whedon directs the amazing presentation of what all superhuman or Marvel movies in general should be like. The story follows Loki as he continues his mischief by making a deal with an alien known as the Other to capture the Tesseract (a bluish, magical cube that is recognizable in Captain America: The First Avenger) in exchange to unleash the horde of Chitauri on the earth all in Loki’s control. Nick Fury who then becomes aware of the plan must unite a team to prevent the ultimate destruction of the Earth, contacting Tony Stark, Thor, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Natasha Romanoff (I had the most terrible time trying to remember that), and Clint Barton…well, sort of…

The interaction between them was something that brought something fresh to the genre even though the characters have been in existence for decades; Tom Hiddleston’s representation of Loki gave me Hannibal Lector esque chills, Chris Evans reminded us that Captain America has an internal conflict deeper than Bruce Banner–and speaking of the Hulk–Mark Ruffalo surpassed the expectations of a wannabe Edward Norton and instead created a humble, interesting person who has successfully controlled the monster inside, ready to unleash it when duty calls.

The one thing that kept me planted firmy to the cushion was the barrage of humor and cultural references, something that is rarely seen in such an action-packed and dramatized type of movie, but surprisingly fit in with only a few minor mishaps (such as Loki’s comment at the end which-I-cannot-say-due-to-the-mass-of-people-who-have-not-watched-the-amazing-movie-that-I-cannot-begin-to-proclaim-how-much-they-need-to). Among the action you will begin to see some odd maneuvers and then suddenly realize that they are preforming moves from Ultimate Alliance, which surprized me in more than one way. He’s a gamer and knows exactly what he’s doing.

The Avengers has many jaw-dropping moments throughout the 140 minute motion-picture, but the post-credits scene left me in a paralyzed state of shock. I have read many Marvel comics in my 19 year lifespan and from what was beheld unto me, it left the biggest clue to what the sequel’s plot will revolve around. I would guess that it is in the good hands of Mr. Whedon and perhaps knows how to turn our opinion of sequels in general inside out.

The Avengers

I watched The Avengers. Did you?

Update Of Unrivaled Precedence

“Because things are the way they are, things will not stay the way they are. “
~Bertold Brecht

My blog has gone through several renditions throughout its existence, the format for Blogger was too loose for my taste, but allowed expressive creativity. The community that Blogger had was one that limited full publicity for a new-comer such as myself and the only way to get any kind was to advertise the living heck out of it. (It’s inanimate, I know…)

WordPress was the golden ticket into getting others to even take a slight glimpse of what I had to say. The community was rich, full of new to tenured Bloggers that would give their time to read the vast number of posts solely for the support they would want to have. The format was rich, smooth, and easy to use and by the time I was done with the registration I was too antsy to publish it.

The theme was cool, but it felt as if I was missing an important detail…

So I decided that perhaps it was time to clean-out the old layout and update the face of Better With A pen. I’m here to ask–which one of these snazzy themes would look best for my blog?

Delayed Review: The Dark Knight

How can I resist speaking about the best movie that I have ever seen? the problem lies in that very statement, I can’t. Now for those of you who have seen The Godfather and profess that the movie is the best ever produced for our eyes to feast upon, I can’t say the same. Perhaps because I have never seen any of the Godfathers, regardless The dark Knight is a hardy meal of it’s own that leaves my stuffed (in some theoretical manner that is not meant as a pleasantry).

Since I have never seen Batman Begins (funny story how that happened; I was in a drive-in theater and we were to watch that and Sharkboy and lavagirl as a package deal. I disagreed and pleaded with my parents that perhaps it was the wrong time, but they insisted and we were off. If I have to decree what would be the most ridiculous movie ever it would be Sharkboy and lavagirl. My eyes became heavy with bordom and as soon as the credits rolled I was asleep. Later did I know that I slept through Batman Begins and my hatred for Taylor lautner began years before Twilight…)

Back to my review…

The Batman reboot that Christopher Nolan took under his graceful wing was dark and realistic, something that the past movies failed to achieve, except for the first one directed by Tim Burton. Close, but no cigar.
Not like the previous movies were trying to hit that mark, but nothing can do what Christopher Nolan did. Batman, The Joker, Harvey Dent were all more tangible and believable than any superhero movie made, Gotham City could have been hidden on the U.S. map for all we (don’t) know. The Batmobile also received a make-over, setting the famed vehicle’s Kick-but meter to an impressive all-time high.

Most and foremost the one reason I love The Dark Knight has to be the performance given by Heath Ledger, the take on The Joker at that time convinced me that it had to have been arguably the best acting that has ever beheld before me. He felt real, felt like your average joe who was tormented and abused by his drunk father…or the conflict with his wife…(or some other fabricated lie he must recreate each day to deal with his insanity). While the both may be true in a round-about way, the Joker is multidimensional and his mysterious history is what keeps you watching, hoping that some little string of dialogue could reveal his past. When the movie is over you begin to wonder if it was possible that the Joker himself is unaware of his true origins…

Christopher Nolan noted that the movie was the origin of Two-Face (Harvey Dent) as the story curve revolved around him and the rise of the Joker.

Now what about Batman? I mean the movie is about him correct? Well, sort-of, but he cannot be unspoken. The only thing I have to disagree on Christian Bale’s role as Batman is that voice he disguises his self with, however it works, but most people might have a hard time understanding him. Bruce Wayne is very multidimensional as well, with a sense of criminal justice planted deep into his heart after the death of his parents, but will not kill unless absolutely necessary believing all men deserve a trial and to kill makes him no better than his enemies.
This was reflected greater than I had seen before in The Dark Knight when he was presented with the chance to end the Joker’s reign forever, but saved him, showing his true compassion and moral personality.

The interpersonal relationship between The Joker and Batman is unlike any and Christopher Nolan went above and beyond with his take on the rich mythology of the DC Comics superhero. With The Dark Knight Rises coming to the theaters July 20th of this year I am among those will be sitting in front of that Imax screen with complete faith that Christopher Nolan’s last installment was taken with great care (as he always has) and will most likely enjoy that as much as The Dark Knight…

Astrological Pseudoscience

Your ego has now grown by 50%.

Astrology has always captivated my curiosity. I have found myself occasionally reading my daily Horoscope in wonder of it’s truth. There have been multiple times where they have accurately predicted what was to come and other times where I wish it had, however I can’t say that it’s something I truly believe in. The credibility of a simple practice having the ability to predict the future based on when you were born is somewhat incredulous.
When I look at my sign and the traits that are appointed to one born into it, I begin to question my nihilism.

When I think about it I guess I do carry some level of charisma, and I am quite Intuitive and stylish (and they say I’m good lookin’ too. 😉 ). I suppose that this has a certain truth to it which is why I remain so intrigued, everything they say about people born in late September and most of October describes who I am as a person and my personality with almost perfect precision. Lucky number, day, and stone however I notice seems to change with different sites and that seriously reflects some loose ends in it’s credibility.

Tarot.com is the one and only site I rely on for my “Readings”, one day after contemplating a recent choice I visited to find a Yearly Horoscope tailored to my sign. You would imagine how I felt about that, knowing that my chances of anything relevant was slim due to that particular choice I made, but (like my usual discoveries) this time I was wrong.
This is what it read:

Although many have secretly been dreading the arrival of 2012, you’ve personally been looking forward to it. That’s because karmic taskmaster Saturn has been doing a number on your life over the past two-plus years.
Relationship lessons have been relentless throughout this time. (You don’t say.)
If you haven’t made important decisions about where to commit – and where to quit – these are your final months to do so. Don’t wait another 30 years to get clear on what you truly want in your relationships. You’ll be in the throes of Saturn’s testing until October, when it moves into your neighboring sign, Scorpio. Consider this your final exam! (I haven’t even studied!)

Jupiter will be in its fellow Venus-ruled sign of Taurus, making a magical aspect to your stars for a good portion of 2012. Jupiter’s lucky presence in your sector of sexuality (*raising eyebrow*), transformation and other people’s money brings every material and emotional resource you could ever want or need. You’ll have no problem attracting the proper support to fund your current or future projects. This is also the year for coming into your true power by transforming all the dead weight of your past. Change looks good on you, Libra. You’ve been shedding layers of karma, and now you’re about to reap the wonders of renewal. (I hope to the heavens I do!)

World travel beckons in 2012, so pack your bags! The spring-summer eclipse patterns activate your travel sector in May and June, and Venus is in your travel sector between April and August. During the retrograde phase in May and June, you may want to be lay low or avoid more intricate itineraries. Mars will be spending the entire first half of the year in your sector of sleep, unconscious processes and dreams. This could create some inner turbulence (if not all-out insomnia) if you don’t give yourself enough expressive and physical outlets. (*Cough* Halo. *cough*)
As always, it’s about finding balance, Libra.

This was definitely not the first time a Horoscope said something that was to happen and it to be fulfilled later on. It wasn’t my uncanny power of precognition either, it was the “stars and other celestial bodies with their alignments and the energy they radiate” as they say.
If I actually believed that I certainty wouldn’t be who I am today, I treat these “readings” with a grain of salt and usually just for fun to see what the Constellation Wizards have to say for the day.

Song Analyisis 101

Breaking Benjamin has to be one of my favorite bands of all time; not only do they preform wonderfully, a lot of my inspiration has some direct origin to their songs. They aren’t the only ones who have inspired me with ideas, among those are Fall Out Boy, Hoobastank, Deadmau5, and Shinedown. When I hear them I feel a strong energy and I have found myself drawing that energy to form images that move along with the song, which has helped shape the story as it is now.
When you listen to a song and you get a fuzzy feeling in your head, followed by goosebumps this the discovery of energy. It’s an odd ability and I’m not even sure how many people that exist has had this kind of circumstance come about them.
This particular song however is one of the few that can’t mesh into my main story, nothing I have made is like what I feel from the song. An entirely different story has emerged, a cross into a boundary that usually doesn’t happen naturally.
Here’s the lyrics to “Forget it”.

“It’s a crime you let it happen to me
Never-mind, I’ll let it happen to you
Out of mind, forget it there’s nothing to lose
But my mind and all the things I wanted

Every time I get it I throw it away
It’s a sign, I get it, I wanna stay
By the time I lose it I’m not afraid
I’m alive but I can Surely fake it

How can I believe when this cloud hangs over me
You’re the part of me that I don’t wanna see

Forget it

Just fade away
Please let me stay
Caught in your way

Just fade away
Please let me stay
Caught in your way

There’s a place I see you follow me
Just a taste of all that might come to be
I’m alone but holding breath you can breathe
To question every answer counted

Just fade away
Please let me stay
Caught in your way

Forget it

Just fade away
Please let me stay
Caught in your way

It’s a crime you let it happen to me
Out of mind, I love it, easy to please
Never-mind, forget it, just memories
On a page inside a spiral notebook

Just fade away
Please let me stay
Caught in your way
I can live forever here

Forget it

How can I believe when this cloud hangs over me
You’re a part of me that I don’t wanna see

I can live forever here”

What I saw was a man who had fallen in love with a girl, their bond unbreakable. One day she dies and he’s trying to recover from grief. With “It’s a crime you let it happen to me. Never-mind, I’ll let it happen to you .Out of mind, forget it there’s nothing to lose, But my mind and all the things I wanted” is the memory of how they made a promise not to let each other go, but even though he wanted to be with her forever it’s not possible now. To help with his distress he imagines that she’s still alive; he’s fully aware that she is dead and that he’s living a fantasy, but he likes it and wants it to be that way forever. When his imagination becomes more and more vivid it becomes a constant struggle in wanting to forget her and wanting not to lose her again.

So, what do you think–Crazy, brilliant, or both?

Just Another Maniacal “Moon” Day

“Sometimes it pays to stay in bed in Monday, rather than spending the rest of the week debugging Monday’s code”
-Dan Salomon

It’s Monday again and if I had one wish I would make it Wednesday.

Well not really, but I really do hate Mondays.

Mostly because that means we have to go back to work and continue on with our daily routine that makes us wish for a way out, but let’s say the weekend was Wednesday and Thursday; would our “Monday” be a Friday or does that particular day of the week have some inevitable energy? We wake up and we instantly feel the dread, hoping that our clocks were accidentally set a few hours ahead and going back to sleep. Then we go to work and the temptation to walk back out is ever so strong.
I (and perhaps everyone living) have noticed how we seem to be stuck in the most peculiar situations on this day, where dysfunctional people roam and luck turns sour. I have heard countless stories of how their keys walk off into toilets, impassable writer’s blocks that gives hematoma-producing migraines, cars committing suicide, and boiling coffee plunging into people’s laps.
They don’t blame their neighbors, nor on invisible leprechauns, but indirectly and/or directly the blame will point to the mysterious entity known as “Monday”. Just like on my way to work, I lost my badge that allows access into the facility. I didn’t hesitate in blaming the day of the week instead of a faulty clip, I firmly believed that this irrefutable energy had altered luck to piss me off.

Part paranoia–part wise ignorance. (Wha-?)

Just another typical Monday.

If we didn’t have Monday to blame on our circumstances I’m sure the world would be in more chaos than it is now.

So what can we do to change this attitude that this day has brought for centuries? By convincing (or brainwashing) ourselves to think Monday is “Happy day” instead of “Depressed day” like it’s been known for. Do something uplifting like some mediation or Yoga, eat something you love, play some Bejeweled on Zen mode, sing a few Plain White T’s songs while taking a soothing bubble bath (judging others is frowned upon…), or buy something you’ve been wanting for a while.
All and many other things can change the way you look at Mondays and deflect the bad energy that makes you hate the world in it’s entirety…maybe.

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