predicting the future

I haven't had a ticket in several years ....
My prediction: in around 16 months ... speeding ticket

They'll raise my rates and say ... bad boy ... good money ... thanks!

My idiocy of renaming things

I often rename things out of disrespect or as it is worthy.
There once was a store named Service Merchandise, but I called it Merchandise, because you certianly weren't getting any service there.
I used to work there and at Walletbuster (Blockbuster Video). "Sir. Sir? Could I please get a membership, pay more money for each rental and get screwed on late fees and pesterd on the phone about them, please?" "No!"
Strange enough, Rod Woodson, of the Pittsburgh Steelers is from Indiana and had applied for a membership. I had to deny him due to lack of ID. He was, then at Purdue.
Hillcrest ... biggoted manager who directed all application takers to fold a corner of any non-white applicant. Money-pinching #$&%$^ !!!! He died of a heart attack, I think.
Walletbuster ... head manager ... biggoted and nuts. I thought the Hillcrest manager was nuts til I met a person who didn't like the flavor of oxygen --- hardly saw her without a cigarette in the mouth.
Another place ... ______ Fire Protection. One manager there was a bigot and a womanizer. He reported to me that the allegations of spousal abuse --- assault were false. I stupidly believed him. Lo and behold ... his second significant other charged him with the same thing --- no, no, no ... you see ... that's all lies!
The [insert homosexual duragatory here] was really friggin odd. We had a lame meeting in Indy and I lef the hotel room to get ice, or some damn fool thing. I got back, knocked and the guy's in his underwear, walking around.
"What? It's just my underwear."
(think ... did not pack nuclear explosive nor gun with silencer)
After the lame meeting, he thought bar shopping might be good. I knew of Broadripple. We went there and the last place we went was on the verge of gay Paris.

I think livid is the term here.

anyway ... got back unmolested and not needing to kill ... at that time.
I have a habit of altering names ... such as those above. I also commonly refer to Best Buy as Worst Buy, because the prices stink ... their service is absent (not tardy) not enrolled, and their specials -- rebates at 6 months in waiting.
I refer to Taco Bell as Taco Hades (not the humor) ... sadly, in a class I referred to this place as Taco Hades, having then to rename it. Thank goodness I don't have a more profain name for it.

When I have tried to find Walletbuster in the phone book, I was once looking under "W"
Thankfully, those around me are growing used to these stupidities. I think, certainly most agree that Blockbuster is Walletbuster ... charging you too much, whenever, however they can.

In a previous post I mentioned courtesy and not making others work on significant holidays. Do the lowly workers a favor -- don't rent or shop for movies ON Christmas Day. They have to work, but the CEOs don't. Don't make them work, while you look through shelves of nothing because everything good is already gone. Then don't go complaining to them, because they shouldn't listen to your criping because your lame butt didn't think of that before.

I never thought that, although I don't suffer schizophenia, that I would commonly use neologisms. They are hardly unique to schizophenics, but are generally less-well used. It's truly one if you negate knowledge of the original and true word/name.

suffering mental blog

What important thing happened today ...
was sent friend's blog address
got armed and operational clown car

got several hugs from kids --- they're so sweet!
Played town marshal -- in that they were restless and were more interested in talking than anything else.
My got his computer back ... new HD
The "Geek Squad" of note / fame were not able to get the data off the drive, not that they put forth a whole lot of effort there.

They supplied about as much effort as Walletbuster (Blockbuster Video) did for MR and I when we sought to get a video.
Wait ... wait ... wait...

Sith

The Sith have abilities that some call, unnatural.
Yeah... I can see that. Those dang wussie Jedi can only jump 30' in the air ... toss enemies the same distance, catch Sith lightning in your hand, tell others what to say ... you know, natural talents.

S.W.A.T.

should have shot.

A great kid told me that around her are drug dealers. The SWAT made a sting and multiple arrests, but they were out on bail within hours. I say, "Fire!"

I am thinking of the immoral command by the southern Union Major to set fire to the town in Glory. Sergent, command your men to set fires on ...
in the one case, it is illegal to fire on drug dealers, on the other hand -- they have no business living, I therefore condone murdering drug dealers, buyers alike. Are drugs illegal? Yes. Is it an institution where innocents are hurt, and they have no choice in the matter? Yes. Do I shed a tear about people who just wanted to get high? No.
I think that the many people supporting the US work in Iraq and Afghanistan applying lethal force to aggressors, should also support lethal force to those committing illegal acts: murder, rape, drugs, etc. The question should not be: Should they be executed? It should be: How slowly should they, or over how much time will they be punished until they are slain. I am a vindictive person, but see no value in torturing felons. Certainly their crimes demand punishment and some are so heinous, torture would be a perfunctory thought, but killing them outright is better.

Is there a 100% guarantee that an incarcerated person will not escape ... that has been proved wrong. Do dead people tend to threaten others or do the dead tend to commit more crimes? No.
It is a safety issue. Would I live next to a drug dealer or murderer or other felon, intentionally? No. Would I make it possible that the police knew where the person was, what they were doing? Yes. A notable exception to this was when I was with X and there was a house that had a vast number of 90 second visitors. I would hazard to guess that there was some business there, but it wasn't hair-cutting or cookie baking. X wasn't smart enough to find her way out of a bag sometimes, so putting her in jeopardy was not in my interest.

When we looked at that house, she went on about how stupid Mexicans were. That was so nice as the woman who was selling it, there in the room with us was second generation American from Mexico. X was stupid. I was more stupid for being with her.