Just call me an ice-hole

Yup that's right what a strange thing to even think about let alone put a bunch of thought and time into thinking about and even watch programs on because of a fleeting fancy. well that's me though, interested in the unusual.
Think about it, most people have used or have dealt with or even at know about ice. Frozen water, big whoopee right? Well think on it for a little bit though.
I cubes, you throw them into a drink to cool it down and keep you beverage cold, ever notice where the ice usually stays? At the top, everybody knows heat rises, this ingenious substance, made primarily of frozen water stays exactly where it is needed the most in you beverage. Where the heat of the beverage is making the cooler portion of your drink slide down and force the rest of the heated parts to the top, completing the cycle of a nice cold beverage. (Any of you shit heads that want to say well I don't like a nice cold drink, well then don't use ice dumb ass)
Next think about that very same property in a lake, when the lake freezes over. Fish can be frozen solid but not all of them. If ice sank, all the fish would end up losing more and more water the more it froze. Sooner or later the ice would be pushing them out of the water completely, killing them. But because ice floats they safely swim under all that ice and swim, as long as they can, never know, they may be frozen solid, and they should be fine in that case. But that's a different story all together. (craziness there, people could be frozen solid, no life emanations and if they got thawed they have a chance to be fine...)
Now for the last one, and this one is monumental. (though not nearly the last cool thing about ice) Glaciers are comprised of what ever debris they collect and frozen water, ice, sometimes growing to be miles long, wide and even deep. (REALLY FUCKING BIG ICE CUBE) Glaciers are only solid because of the below zero temperature, and they are held together by the way water crystallizes in that cold. But as we all know everything in this world is made up of atoms, you, me, the screen your looking at, and water. Even frozen, even having the state change from liquid to solid doesn't mean the atoms change at all. Atom by nature are always moving, movement, cause friction, and friction causes heat. This long chain of thought leads us back to why a glacier gets so big. Very cold temperatures and lots of water freezing. Expand this thought out to the point of miles of "frozen" water on an atomic level all rubbing together. This friction actually causes the ice to melt, usually in the middle and the bottom where there is the most gravity being pushed causing more friction. This melt then begins to flow, through small cracks and fissures in the glacier, yet more friction from the flow of water. Eventually these flows make entire lakes form within glaciers and one thing leads to another. Crack, a fissure the size of a house is broken open and allows an entire lake to flow out of the glacier and onto where ever the glacier happens to be. This could be anything from the ocean, to a town that never would have seen it coming.
Now granted I don't want to think of those poor unsuspecting people but this isn't about them, this is about the unbelievable aspects about ice that most people just don't stop to think about. This blog is about slowing down and inspecting something that you don't know. Even writing this blog I was talking to some one who was looking over my shoulder, and I went into my description of what I was writing about. He actually talked to me about how water vapor and space debris, forms into huge ice blocks, and is what a comet is and that given the heat of the sun, it causes them to pop and we get meteor showers, which brings nutrition to the topsoil of our planet earth. (that's a much less thought on aspect, so not very well formed)

look to the world you live in

We all accept the world that we see as where we live and it's what's in it that make it fun, or interesting. But how many people are taking the time to really look at the things that make this world and life in it amazing. How many are thinking that water is what makes every living thing on this planet able to do so. That no matter who you are every human being on this planet needs sunlight for a number of reasons. We all get so wrapped up in our own devices that we lose sight of these things that are taken for granted, or not even understood. Too many times people are worried more about what their paycheck is going to be, or if their car is going to be fixed in time for that concert that they cant afford. My boobs are too small, I'm too fat, I'm too skinny, my boobs are too big, why doesn't my girlfriend like giving head. Stop now, for one minute and dwell on something that matters. Get out of your head, get away from your emotions, your thoughts about life and see what it is to be alive. Stop thinking about your parents, stop thinking about wife, stop about your daughter. Realize that while your reading this that your breathing something that you don't even understand, the most intelligent scientists in this world don't understand. oh they can tell you lots about it but they will also admit to not knowing everything about how it's made up. That the atoms making up the "air" that your breathing still have so many unknowns. For that matter we can't describe how exactly our brain works the way it does, or why. Anyone that tells you they have the answer will leave holes that someone else will argue. Back and forth the more you learn about things, there is always new things to know about it and more to be learned about everything. Each time you think you have a good handle on what you know and don't know there is always another facet to yet take into account, be science, religion, philosophy, anything. the only real way to have something properly defined in your head is to discount any other possibility for any other way. And now we are back to the point of finding those devices to distract you from ultimately understanding what it is around us.

hard working state worker

yeah right. I went to work yesterday where i either check people in and tell them where to go, or I clean all of the more than 20 bathrooms (woman are sometimes worse, I have seen the proof). Usually it takes quite a bit to drive all over the nearly 1900 acres to get to all the bathrooms. At least that is true when I am driving with one guy who has been there many years and knows full well how to take all day to do this and not work too hard and not move too fast. or the other guy that decides that every bathroom should be done very well and cleaned carefully and with a lot of bleach. Both of these are fine when I am awake and ready for it, it's not too hard little sweeping little looking at shit, what gets to me any given day for this is the constant getting in and out of truck. But when both of those prior spoken about guys are off and it is up to me and this girl that absolutely hates doing it, well now we have a very good day together. The day before two guys did it and worked their asses off to clean and stock every bathroom well and make sure everything was clean and looked really good. People that night did very well not using them and leaving them clean and stocked till I was able to get in there again. I was able to drive the complete area in about four hours, well not even that long. well I work 8 hour days and I just finished my work hours early, so what did me and the slacker do? We took the company truck into the woods and went exploring, ending up one town over and hanging out just looking into the woods and having a good time. We got a little lost and finally got back to work in just enough time to actually take our half hour lunch, I told her I'd find her in an hour and went down the street to the book store, got some chinese food and went back to work to make it look like I was actually taking lunch a little late. Then I had to kill three more hours just till the end of the day. We went around made sure we got seen doing "work" and then took back off into the woods to check out the lake that we couldn't drive to, hung out a little longer and thought about going shopping except that we had to make sure we could hear the radio just in case someone had something they needed from us. Had a damn good day.

sad to think about

I don't claim to have a terrible upbringing, I do will say it is sad to that I have only a few memories of my father from when I was younger.
Ever since I can remember, furthest back being 3 years old, was on any given night when I would walk into the kitchen looking for either my mother or father I would find them fighting. My parents were very loving and kind hearted people mind you. But I would walk in and being patient and waiting my turn to speak, it wouldn't come, I would wait and wait. They would just yell at each other, mostly my father would be yelling and my mother would be sitting and allowing him to yell, but then he would her off and start yelling as well.
I was 6 or so when my father left the house. One day my father asked that myself and my brother to get in the car for a ride. He drove us across town not saying much, down to an ocean beach for a conversation. I don't remember the exact wording of this talk but the image of sitting in the back of his old car is burned in my memory forever. He started by saying how much he loved us both and all of that average "nothing you did wrong" "it's between me and your mother" (never once would he say "his wife"). He said all of these things about how thing weren't working between them and that he loved us dearly. He moved out shortly after that.
I was 16 or so, my father was living in Albany, New York, and he came down to see me. He told me a week before hand that he was coming down, not that at that point in my life could I make better than day ahead plans. I totally forgot about it and he called me where I was working to tell me he was there and wanted to know when to pick me up. I had made other plans and wanted to hang out with my friend before I saw him, that wasn't the best thing for him to hear, and he got very angry. He showed up immediately and walked around the store for a while, in the mean time my friend showed up to pick me up. I clocked out and jumped into the flat bed cause it was faster, and told him to just drive. Not knowing what was going on he took off, I chanced a glance over the rim as we pulled out to see a very angry man looking back at me. My friend drove down the street to the supermarket. My father followed us, as soon as my friend stopped, my father jumped out of his car beside us and proceeded to start yelling at both of us, and started running for the side of the truck. I jumped out the other side and started running, he got back into his car and followed me in it. I ran around behind the super market where my loving, caring father, came withing inches of running me over, I screaming and yelling at him to leave me alone kept running and headed where I could get through a walk way that he couldn't follow in. he jumped out of the car and ran after me on foot, I didn't notice he got out. I got through the walk way and turned around panting and hyperventilating, immediately he wrapped his arms around me. He threw me to the ground (actually my legs failed from not breathing properly, and he was pulled down with me when I started to fall) and eventually the police showed up.
These are just the precious few memories of my childhood with my father.