I’m Out
January 22, 2009

by pegleghippie

This blog hasn’t been updated in a month, and I am heretofore committing myself to not updating it, with the exception of this post.  

What I’m saying is I’m done blogging, at least for a while.  Neither I nor Mekhami update often enough to have a normal readership, and our #1 fan,Pendel, has fallen off the face of the earth.  

I’ve been told that I’m a pretty good writer, but I want to be better, more diverse.  This blog has been great for my writing skills, as well as a place where I can organize my thoughts about any given subject, but I want to grow my writing in different ways now.  That means writing longer things, maybe some fiction things, poetry, who knows?  I just don’t want an audience just yet for the inevitable failed experiments.  

I may show up in the future, either on this blog, or on a new one.  I’ll still read blogs, and I promise my comments will be epic, they just won’t be centralized.  

All thanks and love goes to Mehkami, who started this thing, encourages me always, and has played devil’s advocate plenty of times.  Any drafts that I have I hereby give to him to do with as he wishes, and buddy, if you ever want me to edit a post or help you with an idea, of course I’ll be there for you.

Trusting the parents
April 22, 2008

by pegleghippie


I have a problem:  I am completely distrustful of my own family.  I don’t know why, but I just assume that I need to keep the facts of my life a secret.  I’m not a secretive person, I’ll tell friends, strangers, and internet folks all sorts of things about myself.  but when it comes to my family, I stay quiet.

A few examples:  In high school, when I found myself drawn to leftist politics, I just didn’t mention my thoughts at home.  Ever.  It wasn’t until my friends talked to my parents about politics did it come out that I was a lefty.  My parents aren’t particularly to the right.  I just felt that I shouldn’t talk about it.

If I like a girl, to this day I won’t admit it to my parents until/unless I’ve asked her out.  This one I can explain a bit better:  I don’t want to deal with their advice.  My parents give good advice most of the time, but sometimes I want to figure things out on my own, and, when it comes to dating, they’re somewhat out of touch.  Also, they have way more to say on the subject than I care to listen to.  So I just keep to myself.

Even things that aren’t points of contention, though, I keep a secret.  My dad became an atheist around the time that I became an atheist.  it was pretty obvious to both of us, but I wouldn’t talk to him about it until he brought the subject up and shared his views first.  Keep in mind: this is something that we agreed on completely, I knew he agreed with me, and I still kept it a secret.  What is that?

It was different telling my mom I was an atheist, as she’s rather religious.  Of course, I didn’t say anything about it until she point-blank asked me one day.  I still haven’t told my sister.  She knows of course, since I don’t go to church when I’m home and I’ve written things (that I know that she’s read) that take a harsh view of religion, but actually telling her that I don’t believe in god?  For whatever reason, I won’t do it.

I was worried about telling them I was a vegetarian.  But something like that, where you’re sharing meals, has to be said.  So when I told them, they said, “good for you.  That’s healthy.  Way to go making that sacrifice.”  They had questions, of course, but they were completely supportive.

My family is completely supportive and loving, but I still don’t let them know about who I am.  Why do I do that?  I’ll publish my life’s story on the internet, but I don’t trust my own family?  It’s very weird, and completely based on emotions, not logic, but I do it anyway.

Completely vain introduction blog
April 21, 2008

by pegleghippie

Howdy Everybody!

After dropping my magnum opus on you earlier, I thought I’d give you a proper introduction to myself.  I’m Pegleghippie, and this one is all about me.  I’m a full-time student and a part time “panera associate.”  That means I clean toilets and make sandwiches (not with the same pair of gloves).  My major is philosophy and I have two minors, leadership and government.  I’ve lived all over the world, I’m a vegetarian, and as far as politics go, I’m a “let live but regulate for shared freedom’s and safety sake” kind of guy (I’m a registered green).  Most of my writing will be on philosophical perplexities, although I’m sure there will be lots of politics, religion bashing, and even the occasional short story.  I hope I don’t bore any of you too quickly.