Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
language
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Echo and Cheyenne asleep on sofa
Cheyenne here not only is a longer dog than Echo, but stretches more than Echo.
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Loopy
I met the Cramers yesterday afternoon, though tired. While Charlie and Lori were resting, I was watching daytime TV -- joy of joys. The history channel had a show on the Russian "Red" Mafia, which was a repeat. I shut down and lost a complete minute, but woke with pins-poking-me pains all over me (much like a complete body sleep, not just a limb -- no circulation. I don't want to experience that again.
I fought feverishly with a car seat, then reasoned it out -- assemble "upside-down" as Monkeyjack put it. Of course ... anyone would assume to do that! I took some photos of Charlie in the car, but he was trying to shift in his car seat to avoid being photographed. He also didn't believe me when I said that we were lost on our way to daddy's work.
We got to his daddy's work and walked around. Monkeyjack showing me the new studio for photography. It's neat, complete with a high-tech camera. T seemed anxious to have the shooting right away -- all products photographed in a number of mintues -- working and finishing on Sunday if need be. Anway, we went to the Hills (Los Lomas) for dinner.
I had two margarittas -- made well and then for a second time -- was loopy, but happy, that carried through to 10:30, after which a glucose crash drained me so that the keyboard looked equally comfortable as a bed and pillow.
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Rediscovering George Clinton
While researching something different, I cam across some George Clinton and the Parliment Funkadelic. Wow! How funky 70s can you get? I like their work and remember some of it, but frankly, being a white suburbanite, I was, well ... not introduced to some of it. It's great! They were credited with "Jungle Boogie", but Kool & the Gang were also credited with it. I will have to find the person(s) who were awarded with copyright.
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Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Hitting it
I tried to avoid a speeding PT Cruiser going down the street and I did, by getting too close the side edge of the street -- POW! I hit a can. It was the city's wheel monster, thankfully empty, as it tipped over, undented.
In other unrelated news -- "It's a crackhead against a crackhead!", cackled the old woman. A drug more deadly than the other.
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Monday, June 26, 2006
eBay gives me spam
I got spam today ... the only site that has my info is eBay, therefore the culprit for more spam to me is eBay. They make enough money -- what's with the spam?
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Wet, sweat, smells like I've been refueling a 1950's jet
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Some one else's photos
Jane! Who's flying this crazy thing?!
I see pilot stripes, but no pilot, copter heading toward water and some silly photographer taking to get it on film.
Also in this set (from person I don't know) is a beached ship.
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Sunday, June 25, 2006
Spam dropping
Thanks to brightmail and earthlink -- my spam levels are dropping. It's like a sickness -- or acid levels, lessening acid reflux -- less burn and less to make you feel the pain.
I hope that, with everyone's effort, there can be a global spam in a can.
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$44 buys warnings
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scores of scars
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Lickable wallpaper
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Saturday, June 24, 2006
Easter past
What is "lit cripsy" -- hey, he's toasted and baked? What are they trying to sell here?
It's really, clearly Lil' Crispy, but not when you're in a hurry.
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The cat who wasn't breakfast
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Friday, June 23, 2006
What is the sound of puppies sleeping?
I think is sounds like wheeze, sniff, wheeze, snore. I experienced today after a good long walk and outdoor playing. Tonight I hope to have more of that ... you know, sleepiness. They chew an dcite each other with fury. They are super silly with clump, clump -- that's one colapsing to the ground to rest. It sounds painful, but I guess isn't.
For weather today -- spots of rain, but mostly clear. Yesterday was rotten. Greekfest -- not Dave's Geekfest, started wet, will likely end wet. I'm not going to go -- there's nothing there I eat and paying $4 to park, $2 to enter then eat nothing -- raw deal, dude!
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Summer days hot and furry
Echo, it seems is the curiouser of the two dogs, today tasting ants -- difficult to catch, but worth the game. The first walk we took, they didn't mark or go anywhere along the way, but the second time they wet. Well, it's something.
Last night, the puppies were battling to get to sleep, mostly battling. Chew, chomp, cry -- it is the way of things. They get grumpy every now and then, but not very often.
We walked again in the afternoon for only an hour, for they were pulling so lightly, it seemed that I might have to carry them back home -- silly dogs. Connie (aka lady vampire by Monkeyjack) was over earlier in the day to let them out. I was supposed to help my sister assemble her pool, but she didn't have time and wasn't sure on the parts, etc. Tomorrow then, maybe.
They are lovable and caught the eye of everyone we passed.
I was trying to get them to chew on weeds -- a helpful skill, but alas, only when they thought they were being naughty. I have my fears about July 4th. Some local yahoos or hillbillies perhaps were indescrietly firing fireworks. Hey, dummies! Did you know that some of those have color that you can see at night. Granted, some of them are noise makers, but others are potentially spectacular.
At this typing, Cheyenne was whining and scratching at the door to go out. Yes! Training ... it's a long battle, but it seems to have taken hold--glory be!
The above picture shows the death of a dog toy -- puppy teeth sharp as surgical tools, but are lost quickly. Two puppies working on the thing -- sheer, tear, pull, empty ... death.
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Thursday, June 22, 2006
It looks like the Death Star is still under construction
No stupid ... that's "We're in Deep **** Nine"!
We're not going anywhere. It's not like this has thrusters or anything like that.
That is one heck of a hood ornament!
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Spam
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Remembering odd event
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Wednesday, June 21, 2006
For those fools wishing to disassemble his/her hard drive
1. have clean, print, oil-free gloves when handling platter
2. have small phillips screwdriver
3, have standard screwdriver (lever)
4. have large array of star screwdriver heads
5. work away from distractions
When you are done picking it apart, it makes for great art or destroyed parts - art. I dare say that I likely won't find anyone who can put together the heads to make the material available again.
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Western Digital Caviar hard drive
Why would you make it impossible to remove from the case without breaking the case? Why would it be different and fit a conversion kit? Note pin structure.
Western Digital, I liked your hard drives but this peeves me!
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City hires fools --- news at 11
In previous posts I have mentioned the sewer being "modified". The dummies are back with some ventriloquist telling me why they returned. What in the heck is it all about? Watch me give this guy a line of bs while drinking water and eating Burger King.
Should I direct my questions to the dummy ... oh, I don't have much of a choice do I? Reynolds Inliner -- 500 days required to install this simple, cost-effective, efficient way to help old sewer lines.
I now add that another truck has arrived putting the space between them about 18". They're smart ... really smart (assed). What a waste of money, time and everything else. I feel like Leo Getz (Joe Pesci) at the drive thru.
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Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Passing it on
Apparently my political entries and save the Earth statements have been regarded as schtupid, refreshing me in a a light-hearted way with George Carlin. Apart from the typos, there is something to be said about the trash build up and passing the problem along. Ibelieve that some have mentioned that "passing it along" didn't work many times, including with Saddam and his open defiance to resolutions. If we were to pass it along, we would be doing the same thing opposed by many with the U.N's stagnatation to Iraq, not to mention paying for the many projects we have.
Passing it on isn't really a great thing, right? I could say, hey, open up the steel mills in Pittsburgh again, it's somebody else's concern. We need that steal! Go ahead and build batteries wherever. I think only ffols believe that carbon emissions don't damage the environment.
As mentioned before, the planet rebuilds and destroys, as part of its cycle, but satellite data does indicate a growing depletion in the ozone. While the process of its depletion is being argued, encouraging its destruction through carbon emisisions is whole-heartedly stupid. There sould be the recycling of anything possible. We kill trees, lose oxygen, we either adapt or die to smaller oxygen levels and higher temperatures, greater climatic changes due to ocean changes ... and so on.
Large unrecylced plastic piles larger than the oldest trees ... lovely, nice, helpful ... or just plain stupid.
The "plastic, jerk" notwithstanding making changes now helps humans now. I don't think passing the problem solves it, in fact ... I know it doesn't.
I find it odd that scientists working for drug companies can come up with data that the drug doesn't have the side effects listed, but indepedant studies indicate there are potential problems. Would you believe the drug company investigating itself or an independant group?
The same here ... the 4 our of 5 dentists are probably right, not the one obstinant one.
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Wonder of nature
Anyway, I saw this one out fluttering about the neighbor's flowers and was challenged to catch it in flight. I just wasn't quite fast enough. These are, more docile and tend to sleep during times of the day and can be petted without them provoked into attacking. Their large size makes them easier to touch and the fuzz on their bodies makes an interesting contrast to the rest of the body. They are, for insects, cute and cuddly. I do recommend not touching the head or antenne
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Thanks to Lynn Johnston
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Monday, June 19, 2006
I kill Hard Drives
I have killed yet another hard drive. I think that I need to pack them in bubble wrap just sitting around to ensure that they don't break apart into atoms. This one, unlike my last one (a minor break) the drive is not reading. Crud! I had all of my music on that thing! Oh, well. I have an old backup, but it isn't the same. Curse me for not buying the $50 case to transfer my music. Curse, curse, curse!!!!
In other news, I found that uploading to flickr is sketchy at best. Bugger! It's like my silly verizon phone ... dropped call. Why, it just decided to do it.
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Who visits my blog?
It appears from site meter that mostly those not in the US. Many times, their blog is not in English -- interesting to read and stumble over it. Perhaps my mention of oil or politics makes it found, but what in the world?
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Upsetting
has anyone else noticed a lag time between publishing and posting? For me, there's a major lag time. It is upsetting and I wind up submitting things twice.
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going through photos
I finally tagged each and every uploaded picture that I had. Yikes! It took 12 hourse to do it all. I'll have more pictures (archival) soon, via the folks who will take their stacks and stacks of photos, label them and I I will scan and upload them. Many oh many, do I need a secretary ... perhaps not a Taggert, like I had mentioned before.
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Rude toys, gross candy
Hey daddy! Thanks [burp noise -- repeated thirty thousand times]. It's a wonder if the bottoms are shattererd by annoyed parents.
BTW Cerpicio, where, did she say she got these?
Oh, and .... thanks for sharing
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Sunday, June 18, 2006
Changing tactics
Another day closer to comitting ... time grows short for me to take classes to re-certify my teaching license. Today I was missing a couple of things and in my attempts to find them, I disassembled more of my teaching life things, pushing me more to another field. Vocation change approaching ... probability now 92.6% and increasing.
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Driveby chilling
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Saturday, June 17, 2006
Phone
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Psychadelic Flinstones
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Secret code
... r - i - n ....
t - i -n - e.
B-e s-u-r-e to d-rink you-r Ovaltine.
I cruddy commercial?!
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Worth watching
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Friday, June 16, 2006
Dogs with chocolate mustaches
Spilt milk bad, right? Nope! Dogs came running and tearing through the house, tipped the table, knocked over the milk and lapped it up as quickly as possible. It was chocolate milk, so their breaths smelled of chocolate. How odd!
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Flat pool
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
Surveying the mess -- there was only one rational conclusion. The dogs were found wet from deflating the pool. Theis let Charlie play in the tiny pool of remaining water, getting his hair wet, while Keith was sorting out if he had more patches. This was time, he thought, number four for the pool to be bitten.
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Blocking Drive
All that work and all I got was this smelly street!
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What I was missing yesterday, I got today
Noise, noise, noise. Digging, churning ... raising, lowering. Are they making progress .. who knows? I am tired of it though ... more than 8 hours and you're just screwin' around.
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I'm done with Iexplorer
I now get little (seven) warnings about moving to safe sites. It makes my browsing impossible. I therefore now use Firefox, as has Monkeyjack, Cerpicio, and Ransackary.
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Thursday, June 15, 2006
Heading to Platform 9 & three quarters?
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Conflict followup
It will be a day long remembered...
It has seen the end of Hillary (or Kerry) and shall soon see the end of the Democratic reliance.
When the voters get wind of this ...
voting has been eliminated
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now the counter-point
It appears that the Republicans have themselves a VP *. VP is hit viscously once, then again out of spite, while other Republicans who tried to enter who gunned down, dying but not dead.
*from Die Hard where the "RV" is a police SWAT tank that's blown apart vindictively with SAMs
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conflict
Your sad devotion to the grand old party has not given you clairvoyance to the whereabouts of Bin Laden or key Al Qaida leaders or helped you conjure up rationale behind oil dependance ....
Gasp!
[Grand Old Party member choking life from distractor]
I find your lack of faith ... disturbing
- I know, order changed and things altered, but you got it, right?
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Error in listing?
Nope. I am slowly phasing into my non-teaching life. My new name on flickr isn't really a typo or a had-to because others have my name, but rather an interesting distinction that I have. I'm not a junior, but am a second, my Grandfather (father's father) got the name first. His passing 6 months before I was born gave rise to my getting the name I have.
Mid-life change, not crisis ... for I see that I will forever be frustrated in teaching capacity -- limits, paperwork, poorer pay, stress, though summers are off -- during the school year you pay. I loved teaching, and will likely never be as fulfilled with anything else, I need to leave and save myself from the fury from within
Teaching to mediocrity, challenging the poorer student (for whatever reasons), annoying to the less-challenged students. Laning, as it was called, is the way, but more urbanites would ultimately be in the lower (or any euphemism here) group ... not necessarily because of their intelligence.
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Ammendment to truck
The neighbors across the street got a worse deal. They don't have drive access. While the truck is here, it uses water from the hydant; the line of which crosses their drive, and other drives. That don't sound like too good of a deal for them, then.
I don't know. Somehow this doesn't seem like a good deal. If these numbers are right (8 straight hours of being in the same place), this looks like a bad deal for me. It was a bad call ... bad call.
The white truck has made many trips to who knows where ... probably for the jokers to scope women joggers, and do a circle &&&& to what they see, want, cannot have. There are probalby beer runs -- fast food runs, etc.
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Morning breath
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Political mistakes lead to rough roads
GWB has made some ... questionable decissions, leading to a slump in some ratings (inarguably lower than the year before) giving the Republicans a rough road for Presidential election 2008. The Democrats have tied anvils and anchors to themselves by use star "runners" as Hilary and other notable fools. Ultimately, the US has to pick between baffoon 1, baffoon 2, unelectable person from lesser party 1, unelectable person from lesser party 2, unelectable person from lesser party 3. Gee! I wonder why poll turnout is generally low. I'd like to think that the person for whom I'm voting has -- uh, a good group of advisors, is smart in her/his own right and isn't pandering to lobbyists and those who paid to get her/him in office. Gee ... thanks, KKK for donating yet again and for your lovely, noose and noose bordered manifesto. Great. I'll get right on that.
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Tip to GWB
get better advisors and drop the attitude of "I don't want to hear anything negative"
I'm surrounded by ***holes! Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Yes --- sir!
Sir. We can positively prove that there are insurgents in the area.
Okay, where are they?
Uh, they're around.
Point out one.
They're there ... they're just difficult to spot. "earn more sessions by sleeving"
-- Global warming:
While the process is natural, clearly it has been changed in speed, dimensions and range of impact by industrial use and unlimited chemical changes. America makes fuel inefficient vehicles. Many areas have poor/stupid public transit systems, requiring most to drive. The Mississippi River is still ignitable due to chemical waste. Regardless what paid scientists write or say, global warming is worsened by lifestyles of the industrially careless. Petroleum exhaust damages the environment. To indicate otherwise is completely reckless and stupid. No scientist with a brain would see changes, understand chemistry, comprehend relationships would ever agree that the present state of ozone depletion was exculsively caused by natural phenomenon. How many volcano erruptions have we had? Now, if there were saw two extremely large global erruptions or many smaller ones, I would agree -- yes, that messed up the environment, but that hasn't happened fools!
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Politically Black
I run a similar course to Lewis Black, but not nearly as profane blithering. My agenda is much like -- if you see 'duh's, you point out these things to the following sheep -- too unwilling to see and learn, better to stay the course with their category -- right, left; liberal, conservative; democrat, republican, etc. That is Kindergarten politics. Look, you can't have a yellow puppy! Why not? If I have only brown, yellow, black, you should of, course choose black or brown.
Cleverer still would be to incorporate a mix -- for looking at any natural thing, there is no stark ONE color, but a mix. The concept of no gray areas is false, stupid. Aren't there ambiguities? Isn't that the crux of manipulation, strategy for politics that enables them to hasten speed, through cleverness, not adhering to specific rules, regulations, laws [congress & senate being above standard protocol for investigation regardless of clear and verifiable deception, corruption and illegalites]
There cannot be true left, right, save the unshiftable ignorant deciding not to see reality staring him/her in the face, ironing their skin with intimidating breath, still ... "what hump?"
I don't like cardboard persons -- I am left, conservative, republican "I am Bender, please insert girder". I also don't like zealots -- "I don't care if he did kill 900 people, he still should be eligible for parole! I am against the death penalty!" Really, you live with him then! You house him, feed him, medically care for him!
Party values are a crock! The party seeks only two things, control (power) and money. Once they have control and power, they have money. That is the only thing that parties seek, ultimately. I am appalled by people not thinking and humdrumming along with their party's plans. Okay ... everyone scream this, then everyone vote that way ...NO READING!! NO THINING! I want mindless drones! If I wanted thinkers, we'd have computers for our constituents.
I suggest a new strategy, let the non-party people win. But no body worries about Republicans or Democrats. That's because they aren't know to rip people's arms out of their sockets when they don't win.
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self-degrading humor --- my kind of thing
Humorist, stand up comic, John Pinette, funny, funny man. I remember about 6 years ago, he mentioned, "Hey! Have you seen this diet shakes they have? Oh, yah. I love 'em! (note that the shake is meant to replace a standard meal) I have a couple of those with pancakes, syrup, and hash browns."
His voice is like Emril with note notations, a half-octave higher than Emril. Anyway, funny, funny, man. If you get a chance to hear his stuff -- funny.
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So ... whatcha doin' there?
So I see this guy writing down notes near the truck, but there aren't any dials. He's just faking it, isn't he? He turns slightly so that I can see that he isn't doing anything of the sort, but rather, applying sauce on some sandwich. Yep! That's gotta be hard work, 15 mintues of solid moving levers, pushing butons, followed by wandering around. The trucks are doing it all. Ah, an industry where the entire staff could be replaced by robots. Hour number two and the workers are all circling the truck like they were working gawking at the athletic women running, jogging their day -- "Hey baby! I got a great city job! You look so fit (unlike myself) ..."
I think it would make sense to have the homeowners do it. It's not that tough. Park truck in inconvenient place. Raise ladder (lift), drop hose. Move miles of liner to wench and uncrease any areas. Start wench ... start pump, walk away. Process time 15 minutes.
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Ladder, truck, hose ... where's the fire?
I got a notice that the city and a subcontracted company actually doing the work, would be in the area installing a new non-digging system for improved septic/waste sewer systems. The comany requested that the area minimize our usage of toilets, showers, baths, dishwashers, washers on this day. Now, I guess it is luck or misfortune that this house is in the middle of the block ... the trucks favor this driveway over any other. I'm glad that there wasn't need for hospital or anything ... yikes!
This ladder was around 25-30' tall. The machine, thankfully was not as loud as a trash truck, but stayed for hours.The blue hose is not, indeed the liner, but the liner, miles of it, was in the white truck that was, in the morning, butted up against the pump truck, making moving out of the driveway -- impossible. Now, they have it moved to the neighbors, but wait .... what's that?
Nice place for gas there buddies! I'm sure the neighbor, good man, appreciates that wholly!
Anyway, perhaps I'll spend more time flushing to spite them when they're working elsewhere. The claim is that the mess would back into the home, but since they are using water like made, I suspect also that it might be difficult to properly trace whose water is being used ... ergo, water the lawn, wash your car ... the neighborhood cars, the house, the roof ... fill pools. Whose water was used --- prove it!
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Wednesday, June 14, 2006
How odd, it works out that way
I was trying to organize my flickr pictures and tag them with the right words, I found that I marked each Paula picture with her new name, as she was dating Cerpicio at the time. How wonderful and ironic that it turned out so nicely.
Thanks you two for making my life easier ... oh, wait. You did it out of love, didn't you. Oh, well. It worked for me!
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True Horror
Shatner Se7en. The, "What's in the box" was not nearly as pathetic as Brad Pitt. After digesting this, I was left with ... hunh?
911 Shatner, T J Hooker Shatner, Captain Kirk Shatner
Where's Priceline.com Shatner, how about Iron Chef Shatner
Anyway, the Vic 20 ad was funnier -- crazy, man.
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Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Sci-fi movie Tuesday night
What was that?
I would like, what I saw to Stargate, Final Fantasy VII, Judge Dredd, and Matrix, mix in I Robot and Blade Runner and you ought to have a cheesy, but watchable movie, but what I saw was the albino-freak gay show of Matrix (met equally with lack-of acting and plot absence) with meaninglessness of Judge Dredd with equal acting, and Stargate's theme of outer space bird-headed humanoids with commonplace aliens and drug use, complete with "You are to impregnate her. Are you willing? I see that I chose the right person".
What was that flying turd? The crap hit the fan there. Sadly, I was on the receiving end of it. I think the title was Immortal, but I'm not sure.
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most dangerous drinking game ever
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doubts about new truck
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ahem (not amen) brother
http://www.eweek.com/article2/0,1895,1974911,00.asp
MS Big Brother article, courtesy of Eweek, nothing shocking. Thanks JF (brother-in-law) for sharing. He's bigger, would that be big brother-in-law?
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My mind is a raging torrent, flooded with rivulets of thought cascading into a waterfall of creative alternatives.
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I'm used to juggling
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Hair errant
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Spiritual sojourn and what makes a rabbit look like a rabbit?
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Acid redo
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If you
spend more on fireworks, cigarettes, or alcohol than you do on food --- you might be a Bumpis*
If you use fireworks more often than your grill, you might be a Bumpis, if you shoot a shotgun in celebration or defeat equally often, you might be a Bumpis; if you have more children than digits, you might be a Bumpis
I leave near Bumpis famiies. I think I need to move.
* Bumpis family from Christmas Story, with 99 dogs.
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Points of lying
You started here, then went to here. I think you're lying to me. How about I get Vin Diesel and Ving Rhames to pull a number 6 on ya!
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Now what?!
I am 82% sure/committed on the switching vocations. I wouldn't mind, at some time, being in a position to correct what's ailing it, but I think financially I must move on. There are 401Ks, better than the 403K I have now. There are real salaries, but at the cost of not liking it as well, but I shall take it.
Photography will always be a hobby, as it is too competetive to be financially gainful for me. I will simply drop this for something else and remember all that I have experienced and learned.
I think I'll try marketing.
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Mulling it over
I have actually changed my opinion on a topic -- not so major, but a rarity to be sure. I used to write and speak about not legalizing marijuanna, but after mulling it over, considering everything I have reversed my opinion.
As a preface I must state that I haven't ever done it and likely won't ever ... apart from alcohol, life-time drug-free, though I carry the burdon of many other sinful activities.
Since cigarette use is being more heavily controlled , I see that now, with restrictions, marijuanna should be legalized. Specifically, the dangers of the true drug are no greater than the combined effects and dangers of alcohol and tobacco combined (actually less so), but each is controlled with warning labels. The government could grow it (smart idea) or allow anyone to grow it exclusively. The cost would go down, criminal activity would change, but be slightly reduced.
Conditions on operating machinery and vehicles would be as punative as alcohol, as well as work-related accidents all would fairly well match alcohol. Also, drug screening for at work use would have to be improved to target "time of use" as apposed to simple use.
Public areas, including parks, could/should be smoke-free anyway. Basically, a public ban on smoking in public places, but home use would be unrestricted.
Another provision should be that underage person exposed, who develop problems or come to school high on the basis of regional/environmental effects would be removed from the home pending investigation, followed by charges being filed for delinquency of minor(s). If adults serve alcohol to children, this charge applies, so true to marijuanna. Smoke, filling empty space (so to speak of minds) is more difficult to seal in a room. Therefore, it would be more likely that persons would have to find some part of their property where smoke can be contained (garage, basement, whatever), considering lawyers' would-be attempt to tag persons with deliquency from a couple of yards away.
Alcohol is taxed, tobacco taxed ... so should marijuanna, which would lead to charges of tax evasion for those not paying taxes on crops grown. Those guilty could have property seized and imprissoned as would any serious tax-evader.
The first decade, enforcing public dissue would be a nightmare, but worth the end -- fewer repeat criminals in jail/prison, and fewer $ millions/billions wasted in prosectuion and law enforcement.
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Empty paper
Could my creativity be related to madness? I dare hope not, for last night, while happy -- resurgance of sanity, like a shower temporarily flushing away a day's worth of sweat, dirt, filth -- I sat staring at a blank paper not able to come up with more than 30% of an idea ... more than on the tip of my tongue, but more like:
A guy walks into a bathtub with a duck and a rabbit ...
and there it stops. I generally don't think of jokes like this, but my mind is usually a torrant of ideas, some complete and some bits, pieces, still needing care and assembly.
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War of the Worlds AD 07 (series) ep. xx
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Monday, June 12, 2006
Keeping it fresh
So the top strip claims for that which truly needs to stay fresh ... produce; no, liquid; no, what else, but dry bread ... aka croutons. I suppose they could go stale, but freshness on old bread ... come on!
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Senses fall
I am losing my sense of taste, I'm afraid, or perhaps my response and perception is slower, but .. my sense of smell is improving ... and yikes! I now have, tragically, shark-like sense for cigarette smoke, which I detest. Of all the things to smell so well, clearly ... bleck! How gross! I think I'd rather smell four day-old dead roadkill than cigarette. Cigarette smoke also worsens/activates my allergies -- sinus compression, bronchial tightening -- not asthma, but uncomfortable.
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Attack
So there I was ... they were surrounding me. I had no choice but to defend myself. Here, a security camera shot this with gore plainly on my face from the zombie fight I fought for hours. It was them, my chainsaw and shotgun.
The man with the boomstick makes the rules!
Despite the zombie efforts, I was not dead before dawn, and was not one of them!
-- for clarification, this isn't me, isn't from a horror movie, but is comical. Thanks Ransackery!
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Alba & dolphins
Now ... with all of the "problems" she had with the filming, she didn't stop filming did she?
"They have very long ...", as Alba stated. Perhaps there was something else that this article didn't cover, like why they were persuing her. During dolphin mating, they mate underwater after, only after, battling for attention of one mate, but not exclusive to procreative mating -- as dolphins reportedly mate irrespective of procreative potential (thought exclusive of humans). They also use their "extra appendenges" in generalized play, and heirarchial pack battles, like wolves, but less on teeth on claws, more on flippers and "members"
Anyway ... how much of that could people see, if family and friends were taunting her with dolphin sounds?
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Sunday, June 11, 2006
MS jerks!
Hey! Did I want this? No, I didn't ask for it and I can't give it back! Ruddy jerks!
Yeah ... it's convenient for me ... not. I have MS installed with the computer's purchase. Would I ever be interested in verifying that it was a legitimate version .. heck no!
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Indiginous Zulu canoe
$220 million
1. $450,000 to Indianapolis firm to "convince" this city to accept tax hike/bill for renovations
2. $50,000 for person who hired Indianapolis firm
3. $200+ million to update, remodel --> efficiency, many local schools
The Indy company was contracted for "political coverage". You're just making things up ... aren't you?
No. Just because I don't know what it means, doesn't mean I'm lying.
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Disney's new car
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Saturday, June 10, 2006
Strange sign
BTW: America's Greatest is some sort of snack shop, but the irony is great!
America's Greatest Women's Restroom
priceless, funny
Located in FW, Indiana
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Wanting a Trucoat conversation
I bought a program, mp3 splitter, but it doesn't work. I wrote the author hoping to start a Fargo Trucoat conversation. In case you missed it...
- Yah, but that TruCoat...
- I said I didn't want any TruCoat.
Yah, but I'm saying, that TruCoat, youdon't get it, you get oxidation problems...
You're sitting there talking in circleslike we didn't go over this already.
Yeah, but this TruCoat...
We had a deal for $ .
Darned if you didn't tell me you'd get methis car without the sealant for $ .
All right, I'm not saying I didn't.
You called me and said you had it.
"Ready to make delivery" you says. And here you are and you'rewasting my time and my wife's time. And I'm paying $ for this vehicle here.
All right. I'll talk to my boss. See, they install that TruCoatat the factory. There's nothing we can do. But I'll talk to my boss.
These guys here. These guys. It's always the same. It's always more.
You going to the Gophers on Sunday?
Oh, you betcha.
You wouldn't have an extra ticket?
You kiddin'?
Well. He's never done this before, but seein' asit's special circumstances an' all, he says I can knock $ off that TruCoat.
One hundred? You lied to me, Mr Lundegaard. You're a bald-faced liar.
Bucky, please.
A... fucking liar.
Bucky, please.
Where's my goddamn chequebook? Let's get this over with.
Where is it?
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One Man Band
Pixar short was good --- with the perfect character looks, especially of the little girl -- well-wisher
After the movie -- Charlie was actively playing with his Lightning McQueen (not Steve McQueen) to the delight of others who didn't have one. He pulled back the gears and let it fly off surfaces and crash thousands of times. Not only did he like this, but his sporatic audiences of children -- wathcing gleefully the antics of Car of Hazard. Some wanted to play with the car as well, but Charlie was less obliging, but noted to us all that one child (boy) returned it to him, say, "Here's [your car]. There.", which Charlie imitated.
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Cars by Pixar
The friends with whom I saw the movie would contend otherwise, but I would rank it as, okay. It had "Hell" in it, though quickly stated, moderately muted tone ... no too bad, but mixed with 25 minutes of adult reasoning scenes, boring to kids --- I think that the pre-release should have been shown to kids to gauge target audience attention and interest. While the rolling back through time was neat for adults -- boring for kids ... the neon lights like Vegas, would likely be lost on kids, as well as V8 cafe
Cardboard stereotypes weren't bad, as they weren't belittled, but made for a simplistic view of the persons/characters for each store, though little is known about the firetruck, apart from quick-to-cry, sheltered, quiet, never speaking -- acting only in concert with others.
Monsters, Inc. rocked, Cars, rolled along too slowly sometimes.
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Last night
Monkeyjack's dogs were loose ... in manner and in location. They ran rampant, chewing whenever they could, whatever they could. In the few moments when they were apart, they were a little settled, echo lied down, interestingly on a toy
lying down ... slowly, slowly, [squeak] down.
Your dog squeaks?
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That would explain why his sister wants to chew him all the time --- ears, tail ... legs --- where's the noise maker?
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the above shot is taken during "training", to which Echo is taking very fast, well.
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Friday, June 09, 2006
Monkeyjack photographs butts
I read that Dave got his camera with butt pictures and Monkeyjack got butt pictures. I wasn't aware that I was part of this "game". Butts -- and those taken were either out of focus or ... well, not butts that fascinated me.
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Germanfest; went there, did that
The light import was Bitburger, at $9 a pitcher -- rip off. The food, however, was a good price. MR referred to the German potatoe salad as bacon flavor with mild vinegar and bacon (yes -- lots of bacon flavor). The music was medium level, while the crowd was loud. The parking was annoying, but MR and I lucked out and got a place in the nearest lot. Interestingly, perhaps before MR sent a pic message to them, Cerpicio and Paula, Monkeyjack and Charlie, and even Jeffy and kids were there. We called it an early evening and watched an episode of DS9
[adult text area]
The episode implied vigorous -- injurous sexual behavior of Klingons. Apparently, they felt that merciless brutality was integral with sexuality.
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Thursday, June 08, 2006
Personality in bottle
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possibly related to reality
for twenty minutes I spent midway between sleep and conciousness: foolishly I tried to develop this to think and understand. I am not yet accomplished, but am a little better at this messy phase of remembering dreams, still vaguely aware of the surroundings.
I dreamt of walking in a lake, the shallows wonderfully weedy with tiny marks on the submerged leafs, frogs eggs, hints of fish -- thinking of life abounding, then
muted blue sky (partially remembering a poor picture I took with a camera; part of the roof making not a square shape but rather a rounded trapezoid) with a yellow dandelion next to a seeded fluffy, white puff dandelion; then
songs indistinct, floods of rainbow colors (not rainbows), then
my hands manipulating something ... control; then
voices, then
smells of summer, the lake -- knowing that there was an all-wooden pier next to me, a metal rowboat there too
I was supposed to do something
asleep
wake -- wondering what? How long was I asleep -- 12 minutes.
At this same time, I was aware that I was resting, lying on my back -- on bed, blue walls, dark room, I hadn't dressed for bed, instead wearing jeans and shirt smelling slightly of smoke due to a person who chose a conversation with me was a smoker -- I knew I was free thinking -- dreaming, yet could rationalize/reason ... why would I ever smoke pot if this is how my mind works -- madness, dwelling in bizarre random images, only slightly in my control, more just experiencing a carnival booth ride (closed trailer with parnoramic screen and moving seats)
I'm thankful that it wasn't interactive with bladder dreams and water spills -- eww!
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on wings of whims
"I took the harder path" says the sinner, bandit Good, Bad, and the Ugly
No so -- as you willingly put yourself in subordiantion to your desire and momentary passions, it is easier, as you make no decissions at all, but rather allow the "passions" drive you onward -- beast of burdon, ass really, to the selfish anger or id.
Later still, having no will, you wonder why your life is now hard, as you have enslaved yourself, incapable of freedom for you savor your delegation to the other -- the sinful path you choose.
Gosh -- preachy, huh?
Anyway, I was thinking that haven been given choices often, I can see where I took blame as I didn't allow my passions to overcome me, and found waste where I took no active role when following my passions. The path lies between -- unmotivated passionless person or passionate, reckless, irresponsible person -- well better to stay clear.
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Poker playing
the last time I played poker for money, I should have played it like Origami --- so many folds that you protect yourself. Instead, I entered into a desert isle ... no bluffs to be seen or found. Serious or unintimidatable. On some occasions, high-low games (highest and lowest split the pot) I placed first, but most often third -- invester getting not benefits.
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Strange days
Sad that a person's death leads to joy in others ...
Abu Musab al-Zarqawi killed. Like Cerpicio, I strongly believe that within moments, the head of destruction will be replaced. When the mob is altered with the don killed or imprissoned, the mob doesn't collapse, but another head emerges. So true with most organizations.
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Conversation with a sociopath
I was reminded yesterday of a person with whom I briefly worked who was a sociopath. It is indeed rare to finally indetify one, as their ability to convincingly lie is years/decades in development and mastery. I was younger, perhaps more naive', but his tales fooled many people, including at least three women, with whom he sired children. Sociopaths don't raise kids. Strangely, at nearly the same time of his being there, then leaving not to be seen again, I was reading a book on Arthur Shawcross; a fairly convincing liar and near-sociopath. I used to read true crime books.
I thought the author went too far in covering the defense lawyer's attempts and successes in blaming not the client, but rather cirumstances surrounding the client -- anything but guilt. In the end, the lawyer got him tested as being a double-Y person; yet he exhibited less than half of the symptoms. His planning and methodical nature and liar, belied the underscoring of double-Y syndrome, including no dynamic sterility, size differentiation, but did show sub-par cognitive development, impulsivity, environmental (self-reported --> little reliability) intolerances. This being the case, one would wonder why he would trek across a field in winter to defile and mutilate a long-since deceased victim. Reportedly, from this liar, he consumed parts, generally genitalia, from victims -- nine prostitutes. His early child victims supposedly suffered no significant post mortem damage from him, except for minor abrasions and cuts from his hiding of the bodies.
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Back to the sociopath with whom I spoke. To augment others' estimation of him, he was a combat veteran who had slain a few people in the army, never divluging information useful to verify it ... convenient. In his glorified, self-improtance, he corrected me in my assumption of sniper rifle usage. While I was there, he seduced (like it would take much effort) a fifteen or sixteen year old worker there. The parents weren't too happy with the involvement of their daughter with him, but since he was the father -- he was "brought in".
Later, when his callous nature was better revealed, they found, through P I s that he was not in the military, nor had any real long-standing job, that he was older than he reported and that nearly everything that he spoke was a lie. I think they got little to no money from the notorious S O B.
I found him to be engaging and putting on aires of intellectuality, but he was cunning only -- not smart. His charisma carried him where is intelligence could not. It was a learning experience.
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Reports are in ... this is real
Bad motivations lead to weird ideas. Pets that live for only one to three years with programmed personality types. I geuss the makers didn't ever the end of the sci fi movies on which their ideas are based. I think that the super high-end technologies in sci-fi films generally lead the dietyman to ultimate suffering, usually taking out a couple of support cast and unknown extras in the process. I'll make a ninety-foot scorpion tarantula so that it produces lots of spider silk and venom for anti-venom serum and hey ...
it's escaped and can't be reasoned with, then the population of town A is utterly destroyed, some mutated (for a sequel) and it is finally destroyed by the love of a woman, whose role in the mole is really unknown.
Anyway ... Go there, read, be amazed, wonder if the US will really allow the sale of the bio-engineered pets. Yikes, no more sea monkeys.
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Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Simple Solution to repeat criminals
Kill them on the spot! What is the purpose in tracking them down to hold them, pay for their court hearing, trial, defense, incarceration, appealing ... in all appalling. I'd say it is now criminal season.
Step one: know criminal
Cerpicio interjects> Um...please define "criminal." Shoplifter? Speeder? Under-aged drinker?
[response]: the example given (link) was child rapist killer abductor. Let us at least start there.
Step two: find criminal
Step three: kill criminal
leave criminal lie dead or dying
I frankly don't care if an old nun driving a Vatican van runs over him or if a circular saw woker hacks off a leg, whereupon the criminal bleeds to death. The manner and haste of his death is immaterial. Criminals should die, fast or slow, just die. The dead tend not to commit crimes.
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Sad coincidence
a student graduating from middle school has the name of Eric Cartman. He wasn't heavy, but the burden of his name is. Sad turn of events. Had it not been for the rude cartoon, this common and real name would not have risen any eyebrows when announced.
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Blogging not jogging
has contributed to my weight. Also, I blog too much
not to be confused with Beavis', "I poop too much" -- from Do America
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July 4th, renewed, redo'd
Indiana has repealed its idiotic law prohibiting explosive fireworks. I'm not in favor of blanket immunity, but neighboring states were, for decades, getting money from Indiana residents who traveled there to get sophisticated bang bangs. The yahoo idiots nearby, surely have high explosive works that they light and watch while guzzling local cheapo beers like Bud (and its kin), Miller (and its kin), and even more repulsive beers like Pabst, Old Style, etc.
Fat, drunk, stupid, jobless, helpless, hopeless ... is no way to go through life (hiccup, burp).
I'll check on fire clauses on the house insurance, as this year it might be wise to reanalyze the full scale of it.
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Bombs bursting in air
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Parking at graduation
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Walmart meets Roswell
to summarize ... is it real or National Equirer? Purchasable cloned hybrid new species with genetically programmed lifespan. Uh ... I'm still betting on bul____, but it wouldn't shock me to find that it was in the works.
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