This candy, this woman
I am hungry, I want to
Let me be, what I am
Don’t bother, to call me
You come thru, with some food
Make sure to, bring me
A sandwich, a burger
A jumbo, a whopper

This candy, this woman
Still standing, still hungry
Your empty, your hands are
What now, have you come for
Go back now, and bring me
Don’t come back, to see me
You get me, you don’t
You let me, you won’t

This candy, this woman
Still standing, starring at me
What you want, what you need
I don’t have, I can’t give
Just leave girl, let me live
You still here, why do you
Get back and go get me
Now I am hungry, and leaving
The sweetness, just faded
I am now, belated
This candy, this woman

So it is only couple of days left till this paper, no this homework -but it is not an homework. I am sitting here typing away an English paper. It is due tomorrow and I have only few hours to finish this paper for my English101 class. Ms. Turley, yes that is her name. She is a good teacher. Let me restate, she is a great teacher. Always critical of my work. “Constructive criticism,” so she says as she looks at me and then my paper and then she points to the red mark on the page and says “…see you need to restate your thesis statement.” I always go back and reword my thesis and sometimes the entire paragraph. Yes I do like to reword the whole “draft” paper, but I have not much time to do it on this project at hand. It is due tomorrow.

I have to write this and I have to do it by end of the night. I still need to get some shuteye before I have to work in the morning. Even if I get three hours, “I am good.” so I think to myself before starting to write my paper. I start with my thesis statement and then go back and rewrite it again. “I bet Ms. Turley would say I have to rewrite it again.” My thoughts exactly. I have written it about a few times and now I have make four paragraph out of this. I need three ideas, a, b, c, and I need a “conclusion” paragraph where I have to restate my thesis and repeat the three main ideas again and not in so many words.

I remember when I had to do a paper due for my Humanities class and I had to write that paper the day before. I am going through the same situation again. “I swear this will not happen to me again.” I told myself the first time and yet I repeat like the Chicago Bull in the nineties. But this is not Basketball. They practice many days before the game. I only write mine on the night it is due. What is the difference? Here I am again trying to figure out my three main ideas.

Oh yes the paper is supposed to be “demonstrative essay” and I am good at that. I can demonstrate how to use the Seven Eleven’s fountain to get free slushy all over you mouth and face or I can show you how to buy and eat a Jumbo Jack from Jack in the Box. I can do this paper. “Have you had Jack lately.” is written on my computer’s screen. “Yes. This is my thesis.” I tell myself and will have to demonstrate how to eat a Jumbo Jack. I will demonstrate how you can walk to the counter. Then you will get your food from the front cashier and finally I will show how you can finish off that burger you just ordered. I am done with my thesis and main ideas. Now I have to add details.

This is getting to be too much. I have to stop writing the papers on the night they are due. I am making another pledge to stop the madness and stop the procrastination. How can I guarantee that I will follow my own advice? I only just broke it a moment ago. “This time it is different.” “Would Ms. Turley like this essay.” I tell myself and move on to write the details. There is no time to think whether Ms. Turley will like it or not. Besides I will get my share of “constructive criticism”, and will adjust accordingly. For now I need to finish this essay. Good now”…we will walk to the front office and say ‘hey’, then move forward with your order. ” That is a good start. Another sentence and you have your first details. I cannot wait to finish this off. I could seriously use the time to sleep. “It’s been a long day.” I got work in the morning and then more school and what about the Humanities homework. You can do that tonight? Ms. Turley would sure be upset if she found out that I only wrote the essay the night before. I should of thought of it back in those days.

I have realized that sometimes when I write the night before I do a better job of it. If I have to think about what I will write, it would seriously take the juice out of writing. Perhaps I am the only one with this “oddness?” but I believe it. “This, I say will make it.” Exactly my thoughts when I finish this paper. “Can I get a Jumbo Jack? Please.” You should tell the cashiers. She will then ask if you need something else and you will reply “That should do it.” and wait for her to tell you the total. Sweet! Now I am done with the first details of the first main idea. Two more to go. “It is getting late.” I think I need to sleep. How will I sleep if I have to finish this essay and print it and turn it in? All those steps have to be taken before I can even start to think about sleeping.

You will walk to a chair in the back of the restaurant and set down. This stuff is good. “If I had to plan to write about this, it would not have happened.” My writings that is – the thought is following me every sentence. There is quite thought bothering me behind my brain. I cannot figure it out yet. In so many words I can demonstrate how you can open the wrapper and starting biting on the burger. It is an experience. I should know. I eat Jumbo Jacks all the time and they are always good. “…and now I have to write about it.” I am almost done with the first paragraph. This stuff comes natural. Once you have taken a bite from the burger, do not stop eating until the burger is gone completely. That is the only way you can enjoy and remember that you enjoyed your burger -all of this joy because I get to tell you how to order and then eat it. It seems an easy task. You have all done it. You have walked to a cashier and you have ordered a burger before -perhaps not in a Jack in the Box, but at a Wendy’s restaurant for sure. You never bought a burger upon instruction before you read my essay though. These are ideas that come as I write and even though the paper is due tomorrow, I am sure of it that it will be done. “Ms. Turley sure will enjoy this paper.” Let us see. I will also be happy once I have it back and rewrite the whole thing and add more. This story will go on even if the “demonstrative essay” story has only four paragraphs. I still need to add to this paper and make it long - a story that I will have to write every details about.

“This is a process and it takes time.” My boss always says that. The only difference is that my process is over night. It used to start with a pre-plan plan, but now it has become express like FedEx. Not a bad idea if you ask me, but please don’t. I cannot  guarantee. Once you have finished your burger, you will trash the wrapper and the tray cover and put the tray on top of the trash can and walk away. “And that ladies and gentlemen is how you order and eat a Jumbo Jack from the Jack in the Box.” I conclude my last paragraph. I have to spell check and gramer check the essay and print it. I am done. I could definitely use the sleep. I will turn the Humanities homework late. I will send an email to the professor and get an extension. That would help me to get some sleep tonight. I am done with the paper and good to go.

I am an advocate of procrastination, but it becomes a habit. Any type of habit is hard to break. They have patches for the nicotine addiction though –what can I cure with mine. If I mention that it need a cure, then I must be admitting that procrastination is a disease. Is it? I have become good at writing papers the night before they are due though. It is not out of procrastination. It is out of habit. I have to patch. I am in bed now and I feel good. I have set up my clock to ring exactly at six thirty in the morning. My work starts at eight and that gives me time to shower, grub and hit the door early enough to get to work on time. I have to work for five hours and then I have the school till about ten. I will have to finish the Humanities homework when I get back from work. It is not much. I should be done with it in an hour and hit the bed at twelve. “I will get six and half hours of sleep tonight.” I told myself as I day dreamed in the English class.

I can probably finish this paper and write more but my son is crying and I have get back to you.

It has been few year that some States have passed laws that fine anyone who is driving on High Occupancy Vehicle (HOV) lanes during rush hours (6-9am & 3-7pm). The fine is pretty high for the offense. In AZ, it is around $450 for driving on HOV lane. As they say, the punishment is excessive for the crime (if it is so). Regardless of what the fines are, there are people still driving on HOV lanes risking the citation.

There is a story out there that a woman who happens to be pregnant wants to use the HOV lane without the law applying to her. Her reason given is obvious, at least technically. She is pregnant -two people in a car -hence, HOV lane.

I am sure that according to some, is selfish and just wants to be the exception to this law and so fort. But if you propose the question to pregnant women, I believe, most if not all of them will agree with here that, ‘hey, I am pregnant and technically two of us in the car…’, therefore should be allowed to use the HOV lane.

If enough pregnant women start sending letters, emails and phone calls to State legislators, and/or get enough signatures, this could possibly become a law -or the least an exception to it for the women who are carrying extra people inside of them. I can see it already; this case could go all the way to Supreme Court. After, we are all equal and this is democracy. Right?

The most brilliant ideas come to me when I expecting them the least -as I think is the case to almost everyone. “Isn’t that obvious” you are probably thinking right about now. Think of it this way, if it weren’t obvious, the ideas would come to me when I am trying to think of an idea. GET IT.

If you are not confused yet, keep on reading and then if still are; comment and I will try to make more sense. In the name of all being obvious, I think we should invent the most obvious things around us, if it is not done already. You are probably thinking, “what the hell is this guy thinking…”, “invent the most obvious” thing around you. If that is the case, is it not already invented?

Umm, perhaps, but like BASF (the chemical company), you can make it better. For example, a pen that never runs out of ink. We already have a flashlight that never runs out of battery -a self producing energy, forever. Why not a pen that keeps on writing and writing like the Energizer bunny that keeps going? Although, there is no doubt that Duracell is better than the bunny…

This gives me another idea, why not invent a battery that never runs out -No, not the rechargeable type; but rather a battery that keep on for ever like those nuclear submarines which are under water for six months to a year under water and can stay forever or as long as the food lasts. You get the idea… so why not? I say the main cause or concern would be the “bottom-line-effect”. This new phrase just coined by me means that if a company (say the bunny) make a battery that last forever, what happens to their battery sale… it will dive downwards faster than a kamikaze plane.

Even though I think that all is possible -to make a pen that last forever (which I must admit is boring) and a battery which will run your iPod running as long as the possible - it is just not a good business decision and the “bottom-line-effect” will be tremendous.

When APPLE introduced it now-famous iPod with video -I had predicted that this could open a new door for porn: porn-to-go. I had conversation with few people regarding this and said that the only good thing that will come out of this iPod-vid is porn.

This prediction was few month ago -now we have learned that this is true. The porn industry is taking this into account and creating mini-ipod-vids for the iPod video to go. Now users (porn surfers) can log on and download their porn-vids from the internet to their iPods and view them when on the road, office, and bathroom and where ever you may go.

I am thinking that who ever registered the web site porntogo.com is making some good money -if not by selling the product, at least selling the web site to one of the industries top porn-firms. This phenomenon can be used in many other industries beside porn. The film industry is taking advantage of it by producing upcoming movie ads -perhaps longer versions- for iPod users to download. There is the all new video podcasting breaking grounds all over the internet. The music industry is right there taking advantage of this making thousands of music video available (for a price of course) to download to iPod videos.

Soon there will be many other industries that will find a way to move into this iPod video “movement”. There are millions of potential users of iPods -why not take advantage of this and produce clips -preferably about 5 minutes- for them to watch why on the run.