oh, oh, oh ... I'm so misinformed

Here, I got rumors that Larry Wachowski is a transexual. That's all wrong, maybe. Apparently he's a cross-dresser. That's all right then?

Gross.

BTW: I hated the movies.

Dear Indy,

If you give the ultimatum of: "If you won't build us a new stadium, we're going to leave", then don't let the door hit you on the ____ on the way out!

Again ... high hopes -- _____ing rubber tree plant or something like that!

This is my message to the Colts!

Grandpas

a teacher was giggling to herself that students were not talking about each other's mothers, nor about each other, but rather trying to get a rise from one another by critiquing or insulting each other's grandfathers. New generation, same story -- level of attack the same, target slightly varied.

Bite me!

statement given to a teacher when directing a third grader to put on her coat.

smoker

a guy with big, bushy hair was sitting, idly watching another person bowl, when he instinctively put his had to his head. The hand held a cigarette which was, of course, hot enough to heat the bountiful hair. TS noticed this and shouted to him, "Larry, your hair's on fire!" He got only a grumble, mumble. "Larry, your hair's on fire!" Grumble, mumble ... huh? He wildly beats at the site of fire in a panic jumping up and down.
Tip: don't have bushy hair or don't smoke.

Ninja bowler

I bowled on a high school league, later at "midnight bowling" with friends. I was never as interested nor intrigued about it as were they. Still, I did bowl and enjoy it when I was in my 20s. I had, to say the least, a poor and quirky style of bowler that caught many people as a guy with the weird stance and throw. Ninja? Why ninja?

On the net today you will see many people who are great fans of Chuck Norris. I too, WAS a Chuck Norris film fan, never having an opinion on the man himself. Granted he's in better shape than I have ever been and will ever be, but I don't watch his work any more.
Anyway ... never having had any training didn't stop me from kicking and punching in a really random manner, hoping that somehow by freakishly doing so, I too would become martial arts master. Many object died due to my perspective. Glasses were smashed onto the ground with my childish thought that with enough speed, a cup would be gravitationally attached to my hand as I rotated it at great speeds. Nope. I spun my hand and it dropped ... shattered, having served its matyr purpose.

One, funnier epside, sad for the slain objects, was when we were playing pool at MR's house, ISJ decided to pitch a bottle cap unto my head. Although it wasn't my shot, I held onto the cue stick, my mighty weapon -- as it turned it was my mighty weapon. It was told to me that much like the slow-motion in many action movies, they watched the cap flip end-over-end til it reached me. It was luck that it hit me, much less my head.
Now. How would a normal person react to be hit lightly by something? They might look around in wonder. I am not the typical person. Armed with the staff of doom, I swung around slashing and smashing anything within a 2' radius. After the 7 second attack, the pool table had a board off and on the floor; at least one picture from the wall was down and the glass broken; the cue stick shaken, but not broken; the walled were scarred a bit; a can lay dead, gushing its contents onto the carpet.

Uh, why? No one knows. I don't know why either. Quick, impulsive responses ... not ninja like -- just wild, uncontrolled recklessness. I was never a good bowler, never a martial artist, but it made a good title for some one who could destroy a room, without a reason that even he could explain.

ebb and flow of chronic madness

allergies: reactions to environmental factors, either developmental or congenital. Through habituation, toxins can either build up or be more easily blocked by genetic factors, metabolic adaptations or time-specific changes. Alcohol, for well-seasoned drinkers has a smaller symptomatic affect, whereas intermittant or non-drinkers react, in accordance to their specific absortions and metabolism, more dramatically and generally faster. Moreover, environmental factors, unrelated to voluntary consumption, is more critical to address.

In my experience I have a few notable strong allergies. Fully recognizing them and identifying symptomology and characteristic changes took many years better understand. First: smoke, addressing first smoke from cigarettes. I would surmise that tobacco itself is a key allergy for me, but more over, the many, many chemicals consistant with cigarettes (I presume American -- as I don't think I've had much experience otherwise) either sigularly or in combinations with themselves or environmentally -- higher oxygen or nitrogen levels, etc.

My primary reactions and sympotomology to exposure are: sinus pressure (I believe habituation has prompted my body to predictable responses such as accelerated mucus production), over-stimulation of salavary glands, tear ducts, and generalized shortness of breath. Certainly not to test this hypothosis, but rather out of sheer stupidity, I tried smoking a cigarette several times. I was told I was not doing it right, for I was not breathing in the smoke, but rather leaving it puffed out like oral-borne halitosis. I took a, and only one, puff inhalation. I found out then what nastiness was. I thought eating bugs would be finer. I turned green, spit gray into the sink for 3 solid minutes. I had an instant headache and was thereafter nausiated. Wow! I could could have tried that until I got over that period of habituation ... no thanks.
I also tried smoking a pipe, which I did choose for the reasons of stupidity, fond memories of my uncle's pipe smoking (it had a nice aroma) and because it was less foul smelling than cigarettes. I also was not inclined to inhale the smoke. This produced some interesting, but longer lasting effects. I had an impaired voice for 8-18 hours after exposure. I had mildly-blurred vision for 4-6 hours. My sense of taste was negliable. Despite drinking gallons of water (yes gallson, for through habitiuation I am able to drink 1.5 liters in one long drink), my thirst was never quenched. Because my vision was faulty, my coordination was at fault as well. My smoking days were thankfully short-lived, being around 9-14 months.

Alcohol, another common toxin, with which I have had much experience I can list any number of reactions that are (apart from over-indulgence yielding vomitting and dehydration):
two beers (24 oz total) -- general sleepiness
tequilla straight -- aggression (free-floating anger)
wine -- giddiness, hyperactivity (geometic escalation)
rum -- like wine, but expotential ascalation
schnapps -- restlessness, dehydration, non-cognitive responses
kaluha -- hyperactivity, aggression, non-cognitive responses
sherry -- non-cognitive responses, sleepiness, unemotive rude responses
mead -- like wine, but to a lesser degree, mixed with sinus pressure and capillary spams

Many peopel over the globe love chocolate. I'm sure, at some point I loved it too. Perhaps more importantly, I recognized my allergy to this. It affects me much like some people react to cocaine -- mild euphoria mixed with hyperactivity, impulsivity, at times -- rudeness and aggression with little/no provocation. For this reason, I do not partake in chocolate, as it doesn't mix with company. Secondary reactions to this are cranio-facial muscular "tics", regional capillary spams, adrenaline overexpression, tunnel-vision diminshment of olfaction and delay of auditory simuli.

As for my general madness, I account for it by adatption to environmental, both voluntary and involuntary consumption / exposure and asocial psyche, denying rationale behind avoidance. Moreover, acceptence of general delusional feelings, auto-developed and chemical specific. Simply stated: I learned to cope with reality and fiction (reality with toxins) in a self-preserving way, so that self-preservation was foremost above conscious of others.

Now, reflecting, I can see (20/20) the many asocial responses that have developed me into what I was and am. I, hopefuly am developing new responses and reactions to reality more consistent with social cognition, than that of perfunctory and impulsive ones. It's strange then, that I, an immoral and asocial person, should choose a profession that would require those traits that I have chosen -- so many years -- to deny and abolish within myself.

[in comes the tide of sanity -- surely to go out again]

"Friction"

Lori's funny critique of my statement of always being hot when in bed -- to be sleeping.

"I can't sleep at night ... I'm always hot!"

"Friction will do that", said Lori. Her implication was that since I had no bedmate (girlfriend or wife) that the "heat" must be from some other under-the-covers action.

Very funny! Thanks!