When Reality Clashes with Fast Food

I love the BK Mocha JOE!! I also love BK fries and their fish sandwich. I can't stand McDonalds. Wendy's, even Taco Bell and White Castle are okay in limited consumption, but ever since I watched Super Size Me, I've been an avid McD's opponent. However, their advertising campaigns are remarkable! "I'm Lovin' it." is recognizable no matter where you are in the world, and the same goes for the golden arches. McD's may have nasty food, but they've got a great ad campaign. However, design-wise, they're actually failing. In fact all fast food franchises are failing because they aren't contibuting to the life of humanity, they're offering high doses of cholesterol and sugars that put people in hospitals, on heart monitors, in waiting rooms, and in funeral parlors and graveyards. Anything can contribute to less years in life, but no one is promised tomorrow. We eat and eat and eat and then we look like the Big Boy in the picture—jolly, waited down by food, and fat. Obese is the pc term, but really, people are just too fat! I'm not a professional on any of this, yet, but I know I don't want to look like I've eaten too many Whoppers and not enough salads. Don't get me wrong, obese people are cool, if they're doing something about it. But you don't have to go on national TV The Biggest Loser to know how to lose weight. Just eat healthy. Eat tinier meals and EXERCISE. Even the gaming industry has figured out that people just sit around eating chips and playing video games, so NINTENDO created the Wii to get people out of their chairs and have fun!
I can't always say that I eat healthy, and I can't just blame obese people for what they look like, nor can I blame Fast Food for their outragous ideas about too many fries that never digest. I can only blame myself for not being a better person to help those around me when they need it.

The REALITY of it is that I posted this on here, not to vent, but to raise eyebrows and mix neurons to get people to understand that the way our system is set up sucks and we have to move ahead with better ideas, designing a world that our children won't hate us for. Think before you order and research before you checkout. That's reality.

Art-ality

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Yesterday's -ality

To most conservative minded individuals, the pictures below might be astonishing. To some, they are remarkable. I fit somewhere in the middle. It's my face on the body of each member of the company I work for, and it's also me in the pink hearted top moving toward Tony for a kiss. First of all, I'm not gay and I'm not a cross-dresser on the weekends. I'm also not one to put my face on other people's bodies.

The office photo:
The reality of it is that I took the pictures of the company at our end-of-the-year party to document who I worked with, the status of the company, the people I've come to love and appreciate. Upon loading the pictures, I sent them around the office via email with the message, "Hi!

Here are a couple of the pics we took at the party on Saturday. It's a smaller group than last year, but still a good one. I didn't adjust any of the colors yet either.

Thanks for an awesome 2007!

Happy New Year!

-Jeremiah"

What I got back was absolutely mind-blowing! One of my coworkers sent me an email entitled "how about this?" and when I opened it, "i tried to clean up the office photo a little for you, looks great!" The picture below is what it was—my face on everyone elses. Thus, I didn't do it and had no control over it. It was a company joke that even the CEO seemed to be speechless about. The reality of it was high-larious!

Drag photo:
I did have control over this photo and in fact there have been no edits to it. It was our annual drag dress-up for our final game of the season, a tradition that has been with the Art Academy Stinks for longer than I've been here (I'm in my 4th year). In truth, it's a game to look forward to and be excited about because it's the one time a year that you (I) can be as feminine as I want to without crossing the boundary of making it a lifestyle or closet event. It's all in fun, all about the creative genius of intimidating the opposing team. It always seems to work, but more than that we just like to dress up as girls and let the girls dress up like us. The reality is that it was fun and when I get into character, lookout! My lips may be redder than normal, my shirt tight and not flat-chested, my skirt high, but underneath it all, I'm just a guy who likes to have fun and see others having fun, even if it means I have to look like a fool.

By the way, we won, again, 6-2 and it was a sweet victory. We finished the season on top, above 500. Go Stinks!!

Reality is Now

This blogging thing has been around for centuries (if we're talking about a year =2 minutes). It seems that way, yet I never really set one up for myself. I must ask "Why not?" and to that I answer, "Was it necessary?" Now, it is necessary, for a class, for exposure, for entertainment and thought process evaluation. It is The Tool that links the ages. Old people can blog easier than setting up a website. Young people can blog to share their theories, anomalies,
paradoxes and ironies. To blog is to converse with the world and hope that they can learn something from you.