US and Israel alike wholeheartedly adopt triggerless guns. After years of arguing about ethical use of triggerless guns, US companies have created and released new triggerless guns for military.
"It was in constant conflict that I found the true need for such a weapon. I asked several military personnel their opinions on this. Generally I got a positive feedback", said Malcom Durtch.
"The only time I stopped firing was when I was reloading. It was madness really. I would lay down supressing fire for as long as I could, making a daisy chain with others along a ridge, where one team would peter out, needing to reload, my partner and I would start firing before they would exhaust their load. The next team would do the same and so on. All of our fingers were tired and I actually have a repetitive motion injury to my hand. I'm not alone." -- PVC Redman
"This is great! I'm standing patrol or walking patrol every day. Not a day goes by without some guy popping out of nowhere, shooting up my station. I return fire in short bolts, but that never works. I begin firing a straight line and the guy gets scared out of his mind. He turns runs, and I tag him. Most of the time I find various explosives on him. Sometimes, they just blow themselves up right there. If I were to shoot once and wait, I'd either be dead or there would be more of them coming behind him. With this new triggerless gun, it's bam! There's no waiting. We're gonna get more of these the dike will be fixed. There won't be this trickling of Syrians or Jordanians here." -- border patrolman
New triggerless guns. Sometimes there's no point in not firing. This is the gun for those points. When your gain is measured in putting down the enemy, these guns are your newest and best defense.
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
unanimous adoption
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Saturday, July 22, 2006
What is a quiet evening and night?
I wouldn't know. The Bumpis families still have fireworks! 5 minutes here, 30 minutes there. You'd think they would all pal around together for one -- just one night, but no. They either try to one up each other or are just buying fireworks with their groceries. Please, and for the sake of all that is rational, stop firing the ****ing fireworks for a month. You have to about be out of firework money or excitement with them right?
I've got a great way for you to experience them -- cram them up your backside and fire away! If Indiana wants to repeal it's decission, this is an example of ammunition that proponents could use. I think the tax dollars being acquired here and spent here makes more sense than neighboring states, but gracious.
I am tired of the asses with fuses! I have grown used to the train, though I hear it often, as I am a light sleeper -- training, not of my own. Have you had a spouse or lover who wakes you when they hear a spider spin web, I have. I found that sleeping soundly so that dust mites walking doesn't bug me, was wasted on bed mates who would hear the same. Through angered waking repeatedly, I now rest fitfully and lightly. I suppose that I could hear someone robbing me blind then -- alright!
Anyway ... during the typing of the post, more fireworks. I wonder if the term works in fireworks is related to the fact that those firing them seem not to work day shifts (if at all). They work so the humans don't have to work.
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Sent to bed without any supper
or something like that
He killed them because he didn't get his way. Hmm ... I suggest execution, promptly, because he wasn't forthcoming with evidence against himself. Seriously, I would like him to be promptly executed, having gotten away with his crimes and truly, killing family -- he killed witnesses. I can't believe the defense was criping about lack of fingerprint use in court. Uh ... didn't he live at the address where the killings took place? Would his prints already be there?
Schmucks!
Thanks MR for finding this. Also -- MR must have been searching for something else, as CNN is not his source of news -- generally.
Getting slayed tonight! He missed bowling and dinner and a trip to an amusement park. Well, you can see why he had to kill, right?
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naughty squirrel
Man!
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Place so neat -- I have to go there
Playing and Learning are married; shown here in Rochester, NY.
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Friday, July 21, 2006
Clinton Gates
Bill Gates, Bill Cliton -- money to medical research and affordability. Not zippergate, not watergate, not white water ... Clinton Gates
You'll laugh; you'll cry; you'll kiss your bucks goodbye. I'll just call the foundation to ask some questions:
Your call is important to us. Calls are being answered in the order they were received. Our highly trained Indian reporters will assist you momentarily. Please wait ...
9 hours and many advertisements for My Life later ...
Your call is being transferred [click]
[no noise]
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Why CNN
I was looking for a story on a police chase in Texas, running on CNN Headline News, where a robbery suspect eluded police for 90 minutes, culminating in his splashing in a shallow creek ravine. There was a stand off with the armed suspect and when I returned from dinner, CNN didn't have squat on it. How in the world could that be?
The story, it seems, was still going ... negoiations or whatever. I say fire!
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You pay too many fees with eBay
They are charging you fees so that they can advertise, not only above your news search, but also for crap they don't sell. This is "police chase", but others have proven this with search terms such as "prostitutes", "slaves", "marijuanna", etc.
eBay, you charge too much, because you have too much money to be in places you don't need to be. So I guess I'll look for "rip off". You didn't disappointment me.
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My car's new name
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Pain in the boob
Thanks Dave for the artwork! My sister came up with a term, "Boob that took over [some large city]". She's had some pain and I thought, since Dave did a great job on the Toilet Movie poster, that, if given time, he could put together a movie poster about large insidious boob that "attacks" large metropolis.
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Thursday, July 20, 2006
Now to bitch about me
I had some sugar today, but my body has processed it like I was at a Hershey factor. I'm a little jittery and can't stop scratching my scalp and arms. Wicked allergy ... what gives? I actually had less sugar today than I did yesterday. Am I diabetic or just allergic to sugar in combination with other substances. I haven't narrowed it down yet. Yikes and I a mess. I am, however experiencing a lull in the symptoms. It's a nasty coaster ride. Who's to blame for this one? I am to blame.
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Go-----o----o-----o figure
Go figure this, go figure that. I'm go figure now, cause your head's gotten fat. I don't wanna go 'round saying, "Yo! I be go figure." Cursin' up and down with your finger on the trigger...
oops, that's not 'go figure'. "Chuck D., where are you?"
Public Enemy number one. Public Enemy number one.
Bass in your face, not an eight-track ...
Go on, g-g-g-g-et get down, file complaints' a joke in this town+
Turn it up ... bitch some noise!
"Turn it up! No man, I ain't kiddin' ... turn it up. I can't hear it man!"*
+ Thanks Public Enemy! Too Bad Terminator X wasn't a cyborg sent to destroy injustice.
* Dave Chappelle doing new rapper with severely impaired hearing
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I feed the birds and, hey! What the?
What's the use. Yes, I've been pooped on by a bird. This isn't me, but it has happened, once at an Amusement Park, Cedar Point in Sandusky, Ohio while with friends. Lovely!
To think that I feed the things. I don't feed pigeons, nor Canadian Geese that are as vile as they are large and poopy.
I celebrate today as candid moment day, where you're wrose fears are experienced -- not the scare of the pigeon, but rather explaining yourself in the restaurant you entered for safety.
"I was trying new hair conditioner", getting a Ben Stiler response in There's Something About Mary.
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Tribble with cats
I really don't know this person, but saw the picture -- excellent!
Stack the cats over there please.
Is everyone comfortable?
You've got so much communal purring, I thought it was a shiatsu chair.
Cats? What cats? Those are ... uh, throw pillows.
We are Siamese if you please ... we are Siamese if you don't please. So, please, don't bug us ... we're visually conjoined.
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More bitching? More bitching.
I take a person aside who asks, "more bweefing?"
"More briefing. Now, you're not gonna pay attention to any more stupid commercials about how good a movie is, right?"
"Wite"
"There's a good movie -- watch it now!"
... later ...
"What season is it; why it's baseball season, my boy!"
Stephen King mini-series, like caffinated air, why would you? King's It. The title had a misprint which was supposed to put parentheticall, "sucks navel lint". Stephen King's the Stand also had an error in that its full title included ... back from the TV.
Who will sing for the new band INtroublewithfinances ... oh, uh, I mean INXS?
So many of those people, understandbly wanting a chance, any chance, end result married SUCK and had a courship with ASS.+
I think if they pulled their heads away from shock television, they'd find that most of those viewers also watch COPS, Jerry Springer, Soap Operas religiously and are contestants and audience members from which*1 they get their polls of Family Feud.
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Swim in escriment with your mouth open to catch wriggly eels. The person who catches the most goes on to the next round. There can be only one winner and so if you cut your feet to ribbons on a glass walk, swallow a pint or two of unfamiliar and uncategorized fluid, eat two-days rotting beach animal and don't win, you at least have the consolation prize of being on TV. Skip all that! Nickelodeon's Double Dare was better than that! At times, it was darn funny to watch!
+ terribly butchered from Skid Row's 18 and Life
*1 not a typo
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Biching again?
Well, no. I never really stop bitching, I just have long pauses and long breaths. I like the fact that my spam folder is less filled every month, but my ISP is running ads on the side. What gives? They charge me monthly and others too, what? That isn't enough income?
Capital One, I got my cards before the viking commercials and before the idiot guardian angel commercials. I open the bill and packed within are third-sheet ads, one attached to the envelop. On the header of my bill ... an ad. On the last page ... Geico Auto Insurance or Progessive, whichever. None of the big names save me money.
Last night, M. Knight Schamalamadingdong's Lady in the Water, flick, undoubtedly going to be 99% shadows, dialogue and long breaks of watching nothing, followed by an Aseop summation or worse still, so that's why you should pitch your garbage after watching a movie. Someone might collect it all and put it on film. The trailer show suspense -- closing on terror, not for timid eyes, for sure. Why should anyone care -- it's on TV when children are watching. What's wosrse?
How about advertising for Hi-C and Kool Aid at 10:45 at night? Who are you reaching? Yeah, I'm at home, watching TV and suddenly, gosh -- I really got get that at the store -- right now! I sleep, wake, forget I ever saw it. Bad, bad, stupid placement.
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Mythbusters
I often miss it, but I saw one last night. Steam cannon failures and successes. That bit was very, very funny.
Interestingly, they proved in another episode that: KARI BYRON is a cutie ... oh, wait, that was never a myth, anyway, could you get shocked during an electrical storm using the phone; using a shower, and if a bullet that shoots a man shot in the testis and continues on to a woman, striking her abdominally -- could the sperm impregnate her (based on old medical journal). Interesting ... wacky, at least. Monkeyjack reported to me that at one point in time they featured one of the gurus' houses -- chuck full of mythbusters props and contraptions. I would suspect much like Carrotop's hair or head. It must be scary.
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next stop, NASA
imagine what he could do with heat shielding with the right education. Saving humanity from too-warm of beer.
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Wednesday, July 19, 2006
marriage counselor
Example: Boy was I pissed! I was walking down the street grumbling to myself, making scars in the sidewalk while I carried "my life" in my suitcase when I saw the sign. That's it! I dropped the case and ran back to my woman and after getting some bruises from dragging her there, I found that I was the problem and that I should, uh ... after the thirteth **ck you, I kinda forgot it, but anyway, I was then able to go back and get more of my stuff while the counselor and my woman had a great conversation about what a rotten SOB I am. Gosh, thanks! I never would have gotten some of this back from her.
example 2: There we were, shouting in the street at each other -- no one to blame, then she saw the sign -- counseling. That's what we need, so we went in and imagine my surprise when we were bitching so long that we didn't see that she wasn't home, nor that she and the couple she was seeing jumped in the car and fled as if bomb-strapped terrorists had wandered onto her porch. We didn't pay a dime.
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Hey, guys, just FYI: we're gonna start nuki'
or "Nuke 'em"; get them before they get you.
I actually understand exactly why Israel is attacking, as they are surrounded by groups hostile to them for a long time. If Hezboula is expunged, there is Hamas, then anything group. Iran paying for them is hardly surprising.
Israel named after battling God. Israel also meaning chosen by God after battling the angel. I think the Lebanon be might better named Samson, forever warring, weakened by seduction, allowed strength to fight one last time, killing all, he perishing too.
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sniff
Do you remember when you kicked me out of my office on Christmas Eve? Ever since then, my wife left me, took my kids, I lost my car, and I have been BLIND STINKING DRUNK!
I don't like not working. I remember two years ago, I enjoyed sitting around in summer, reading book after book, but not this year. I'd like money and responsibility and income, and mind-stimulating activities.
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Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Butterfly Cake
Since she does this at work and at home ... I see from background it's home. Summer fun -- cousin birthday or perhaps a whenever cake.
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A&E documentary sours
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Pee Wee Fishburn
Pee Wee, do you know what the playhouse is? It's the chair "Chairy", it's the lights.
Morpheus (Cowbois): unfortunately no one can be told what the playhouse is, you have to be shown
I know what you're thinking, why didn't I stay on the other channel.
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tandem bike
Wow! I haven't seen that in ... oh, my, decades. Thankfully I saw a woman and man, not man-man tandem. You know why they're gay ...
If you haven't ridden a tandem bike, you should know that you go no faster than a regular bike and overall exertion from mistiming and not being in rhythm makes you about 89% as efficient as a solo bike. It's a nice concept ... all the wagons going in the same direction, but poor in application.
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I'll buy that for a dollar
Firefox 2 with anti-phishing ... I'll have to get it. Sorry Bill Dance, you've been cashed out!
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Give us money, please
! closing note: having a website doesn't make it legitimate; though, so many references to the pages does lend some credibility
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I'm not sure, but I think there's cheating
My girlfriend keeps requesting our songs, Creep by TLC, and Follow Me by Uncle Kracker. I'm not sure, but she might be cheating. I suppose it makes sense that she likes to wear men's boxers -- too wide for her waist. I guess it makes sense that there's that third toothbrush that she exclaims, "don't use that one!"
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looking out for friends
"I'm tellin' you, these things sell themselves. A customer comes in looking at an H2 and you don't need to try to sell it; the customer just jumps right in and buys it." -- six months ago.
"That sumbeach has sat there gettin' dusty ever since the [gas] prices went up! Now let me tell you, that thar is a damn fine auto, if you ask me." -- present day
Thanks for the ad MR, but I think that car dealing, unless it's not a gas guzzler, is rough right now. Gas prices coaster makes any car, well, a maybe. Thanks for the thought!
BTW: "these cars sell themselves" is a very obscure quote. An award to someone who figures out the quote. Hints: not from Used Cars
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Monday, July 17, 2006
2 jokes care of Jim
Due to a power outage, only one paramedic responded to the call. The house was very dark so the paramedic asked Kathleen, a 3-yr old girl to hold a flashlight high over her mommy so he could see while he helped deliver the baby. Very diligently, Kathleen did as she was asked. Heidi pushed and pushed and after a little while, Connor was born. The paramedic lifted him by his little feet and spanked him on his bottom. Connor began to cry. The paramedic then thanked Kathleen for her help and asked the wide-eyed 3-yr old what she thought about what she had just witnessed. Kathleen quickly responded, "He shouldn't have crawled in there in the first place......smack his butt again!"
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Bitch about Mitch
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What's that count down?
10 .. 9 ... 8 ...
Why would you poke at a line with a straw? Islamic terrorists attack Israel, but that isn't news. Israel's resolve was, well, more dramatic. Okay, that's it. I've had my fill of 'pester pester pester'. When you hurt my people, you hurt my emotions.
I think that Israel is done playing. Do the locals undersnd the consequences? As an outsider, I would wonder why the Palestinians never made houses after 20 years, let alone 50 + years. Now, with the treaty, more former-Israeli territory is Palestinian, but that isn't enough. If the Islamic world didn't understand, attacking Israel, an ally in the area, well trained, armed; the US is certainly going to back them. Islamic terrorists have been responsible for most of the hijackings, bombings, murder plots. Iran has a long-standing tradition of hating America, the great satan, still including "death to America" in prayers.
Now that's an oxymoron! Praying to God that others die, murdered, and suffer. Somehow I missed that part religion, that hate preceeds love. I always understood God to be love and hate not-of-God. Hmmm, enough about that.
Israel, surrounded by people who hate them, have hated them, and blame them for much of their woes, despite backing the wrong horse with Arafat. Way to go ... a militant televangelist (or telesatanist) took all your money and did squat for you. Then, Sharon conquers what he feels needs "sedating". With new people, there's still "sins of the father", and no one can shelf it. Sadly, war in Israel has been and might always be.
Three main religions, all believing in the same God, sharing many of the same prinicples and texts, slaughter each other based on hate. The US, keeping Israel alive for many years makes us the target of aggression. I could understand if they hated the US for strongarm tactics or sinister business, but for keeping Israel alive? That premise is like cutting off some one's arm for his bumping you once 35 years ago in a busy market.
Any religion or sect or demonination that says, "God is love, but hate this group" is duplicitous and lying. It isn't a good religion. There are some Western religions that embrace this love everyone ... except [insert group(s) here]. That isn't love!
++ "When you play with my money, you play with my emotions."
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photo afficiando
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end of the festival
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Movies and a new analogy: fecal or fan
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Sound of one hand clapping
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Sunday, July 16, 2006
Fireworks (pictures later)
The end of the festival and I saw the firework. I tried to take photos, but often people were walking right in front of me. Nice, thanks! The fireworks were merely 20 minutes long. I stupidly parked a long way away from the park, thinking that the nearer spots were taken. I could have parked 3 blocks away for $3, but instead parked 12 blocks away for $4. That just stinks. The walk wasn't bad.
An interesting side note: Lori, Monkeyjack's wife, said that where she works had a serious incident. A husband, wife and two kids were there and an unknown man came up to the kids and began slamming their heads together. This was unprovoked, so it was unclear what was going on. Shortly into that, two men came up to rescue the kids. Why the parents didn't pounce on the guy, I don't know. I would have slain him. It would only occur to me later that the kids shouldn't see "daddy" butcher a man like cattle.
One rescuer began choking the assailant to the floor, while another swept his feet. The cops took the bloke away. I hope that he fell up and down stairs at the jail.
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Back the fireworks. The end of the festival fireworks in town tend to be better than July 4th, but gracious ... it was not spectacular this year. Also, where we were, there were bright flood lights beaming continuously, making the display less special. This city needs a brain implant, I believe.
It was fun to see friends down there, but overall, the fireworks weren't worth $3 or $4, like I paid. A second side note. Charlie has to use the greenies to pee before we left. Oh, puke -- were they nasty. I think they had not been emptied for a week. Despite the disinfectant spray that hung like fog over the area, these 10 greenies (smaller section) exuded a foul colorless gas, I will call assinine (iocane) poison. I don't think you'd go there to do much other than pee, unless you were drunk or a naturally unchoosy person.
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Thanks Indiana for not having jobs
I am so glad that Indiana has billions of sales jobs and millions of nurses jobs, but 2 possible advertising jobs. Nice! If only I were a nurse or loved to pester people into buying stuff they don't need.
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If you can't find a copter, use an uncle
Charlie was hyper the last time I saw him and sans chopper ride downtown at the festival, I picked him up and spun him quickly. I had to stop after several times before I retched, but he had a good time. He loves copters and might very well become a pilot one day, but who knows.
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Saturday, July 15, 2006
Watching HS
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Huge Big Boy
This giant statue, on loan from some HQ is parked on the lawn at this recently remodeled Azar's. They added a drive-thu. It was fairly fast.
The statue actually got honks and hoots from drivers waiting at the light.
"Actually sir, he was never really gone. He still offer quality food at ..."*
I believe that he's about 17' tall, but I'm not sure. It certainly got attention. It was just so odd, that I had to take a photo.
* Austin Powers
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Crawling
I got the chance to see a fairly rare event ... a cicada crawling before its molt. I saw one on the tree, thinking that it was a husk/molt I removed it and dropped it on my neice. She had been holding them and putting them on the tree, so I was surpirsed when she screamed. She said that it was still moving. I could hardly believe it, but it was. She grabbed the crawler and I put it back on the tree. This is one of a few shots I got of it. Others are on my flickr account.
I didn't see it erupt from the tree. Moments after that, my neice found the carcass of one. It was headless. I know that there are some wasps that specifically target these insects. I'm not sure what killed it.
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Scott's
Oh, sure. Just go straight down Lafontaine Avenue, left onto Inferior Blvd. , right onto Bush Street, then left onto Terra Haute Lane. I think when you're close, you'll know.
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not between friends
How to lose friends or kill enemies. Eat these like rice, measured in cups dry to fan away fans. Destroy them by giveng them tons of these. Soon, they will buy air from anyone, regardless of price.
It's the new BK friendless meal ... 2 orders of large onion rings, BBQ sauce and chilli.
According to one source, the Outback Onion:
Dipping Sauce
1/2 cup mayonnaise
2 teaspoons ketchup
2 tablespoons cream-style horseradish
1/4 teaspoon paprika
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/8 teaspoon dried oregano
Dash ground black pepper
Dash cayenne pepper
The Onion
1 egg
1 cup milk
1 cup all-purpose flour
11/2 teaspoons salt
1 1/2 teaspoons cayenne pepper
1/2 teaspoon ground black
1/4 teaspoon dried oregano
1/8 teaspoon dried thyme
1/8 teaspoon cumin
1 giant Spanish onion (3/4 pound or more)
Vegetable oil for frying pepper
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Movies Grim(m)
Brothers Grimm: Fairy tales with darkness. It's interesting that they had Heath Ledger in "fairy tales" as he was later in Brokeback Mountain, but I don't think I'll further that.
The movie was darker, less light and less levity, than the previews led me to believe. I would rate it a 4.7 overall based on conept, use of suspense, character development, acting, special effects. 4.7 is not a good ranking ranking from me, though I give few high numbers. I won't watch it again, as my score here shows, in that the suspense will be gone, few elements were worthy of watching twice and I never gave a care about any of the characters. The most notable person was Johnathan Pryce.
I saw on I-am-bored.com that Rocky 6; Rocky Balboa, is coming. How can I be sure, there are trailers. It is a cold hard fact that sheep were stupid. So, I'm sure there are some sheep who will see it, as they saw I (good), II (okay) III, IV, V -- that's just courteous to see it. Apparently the phrase, "there is no tomorrow" wasn't remembered.
"Tomorrow never dies", I guess, was the phrase remembered.
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Friday, July 14, 2006
Gay bottle
I captured this, as MR saw it upon our entering of a liquor store. I needed beer, well ... wanted it. MR saw this and I had to photograh it. There was a series of four from the same company, but this one was Mount Gay, only under which can you read what it is.
I sent this message to Monkeyjack, but received no feedback. Sniff! I was hoping for a new cellphone virus, better than Jeffy's backside shot -- so gross! I also didn't want to one-up, Nate's hot dog bun shot -- grosser!
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Seige at Firebase here
Reynolds Inliner was chosen by the city to do "trenchless" sewer work, making the sewer better. They have been in front of the house, blocking the drive on 5 separate days now. I have grown ill of it and am writing a letter to the mayor with my concern that the company contracted may not be able to fulfill it's obligation of prompt and correct installation.
Punks!
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Thursday, July 13, 2006
I feeds the birds, the birds feed the birds
Cardinals are funny, in that the male will often feed the female, even when not mating season. The robins are often seen picking at a worm until it stops "fighting" so that it can be feed to youngsters. Sometimes the male will feed the female or vice versa, depending on who's on the nest. Today another bird got a chance to eat.
I didn't get a photo of it, as it was only watching carefully to see who was watching it, then it took its prey in talons, and left to eat it in a tree. The hawk was so fast that others fly by the hawk, confused as to where to go and what happened. The hawk's kill was under claw, quite dead and it wasn't forcing the hawk to move.
My guess ... the falcon got a sparrow -- not much of a meal, but something. Those stupid doves would make a larger, better meal, but that's not what the one got today.
The above picture was borrowed from here.
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Squirrels around here are pigs
While they have "behaved" by not launching themselves on the feeders, they are naughty and always piggishly hungry. This picture is like them or better still, the chipmunks that are so common around here.
-- Thanks Andrew Bell
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Wednesday, July 12, 2006
My word, you're as crazy as the other two!
He thinks like me?
Platypus
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given the bird
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[my name] and the Search for the Paying Job
He knows of an HR guy who looks at applications.
Which leads to a job and being hired?
There she puts a pile of "see later" from the "thanks for playing"
And that pile gets a job?
Those papers then go down a hallway to the interviewer.
Where he hires people?
There he will ask each person three questions.
What is you name? [I answer with my name]
What is your quest? To get a reasonable job.
What is your starting salary requirements? Four billions dollars.
[sound of screaming and of being thrown out the third story window to the street below]
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R R
"Oh! Me so hungry ... me eat food long time!"
perhaps the funniest clean thing he ever said, but you had to know the unclean reference to get it.
original phrase from Full Metal Jacket, but later used in many places.
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Purple wolf
It's a shame that more Muppet features aren't around. I have to say flatly, that the movies weren't good. The show was much better and it was the 70's/80's place to be cameoed. It was an honor for most to be asked to be on the show.
I remember guests of Harry Bellefonte, Steve Martin (more than once wild and crazy guy), Ozzy, Star Wars characters and actors ... it was 30 minutes of entertainment. You didn't have to like it all, but it ran fast and furious.
I cleaned out a glass globe for a light fixture and was later reminded of, "here's the paper towels"*
I think, if any character is me, it would be Waldorf heckler
* from Muppets Take Manhattan, on their list of assets to be used -- meager as they were. The fish-thrower was the character offering the paper towels.
** on flickr, "Yo, dis Marcus baby are you down with it?" is from a not-so family friendly goup and song from 2 Live Crew, Me So H++ny
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Tuesday, July 11, 2006
The guns ... they've stopped
from either War Over Britain or Star Wars New Hope that borrowed this concept from the former. Normally when the guns cease, that's a good thing, but here, like the movies, means that more, worse hellish things are to happen. Today is very wet and you'd think that the hillbillies wouldn't be firing the fireworks and they might not. That only means that tomorrow will be worse. I guess, it's more like, wait til your father gets home and you manage to be asleep before sentencing only to find the punishment worse the next day.
I expect booms and bams unlike yesterday --- worse, unthrilling to me, making my sleep impossible like it was last night.
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preparing for painting
I was thinking that if I were to fall to my injury, anyone could just roll up the plastic around me and either get me help or bury me in it. Anyway ... the smell was not intoxicating, as it was in an open space.
The ladder seen here is decades old, having seen painting of exterior house before siding, inside house, various rooms; cleaning, getting to hard to reach tree sections, roofs for gutter cleaning and pest removal.
Come to think of it ... I might be older than I am! Gad! That's an antique. I wonder what Antique Roadshow would price on that?! Nothing.
The second coat and tear down won't take nearly so long. Then -- off to Ream Steckbeck for wall paint. Joy of joys--more painting ("more Martians").
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Bored of the Rings
Solving the ring situation the faster, easier, sensible way. Suggested by many, written by none.
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Monday, July 10, 2006
He's rich!
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Daffy rich
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job posting
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CHILD & ADOLESCENT
services is seeking a case manager to work in Steuben County Northeastern Center. Potential candidate will work with special needs children and their families assisting them in acquiring and maintaining necessary skills to remain in tack as a family. Bachelors degree required. Excellent benefit package. Send resume to Northeastern Excellent Benefits and competitive salary.
Send resume to: Human Resources
Dept ## P.O. Box ###, someplace, IN #####. EOE
Perhaps what job needs filled is the person sending and typing these request. I would have thought about it, until I saw that in tack isn't intact.
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Jumping ship
I jumped ship (left teaching) and found myself in a sea of bad jobs. I don't want any of them. Interestingly enough, pursuing advertising is more difficult than I thought. There is "diddly squat" here, so I'll either have to move or skip that idea and find some other dull employment --- more likely, rather than diving lower hoping to find air.
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Accent, schmacksent; I'm a SOB
I was asked from where I had my accent. I don't have an accent, but instead, I speak proper English, as for that I am marked as a foreigner. The most telling word, "water", pronounced with two syllables. No one, and I mean no one here says the word separated by syllables, but raher by hushed grunts, "wa(hushed "t")r" in one syllable. Moreover, general speaking they are left with wonder -- "I can't quite place it" is the common phrase.
Accent? That isn't an accent; those are correctly spoken words.
You were naughty to make me think you were a foreigner. I will have to punish you good.
--- paraphrased an adapted from Bugs Bunny's first adventure with the abomidable snowman; this scene with is Daffy Duck.
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Sunday, July 09, 2006
Kasey looks at camera
Ha ha, grinned the escapee as she wandered still more.
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Italy wins France loses
Quite frankly my dear, I don't give a d***! I would like to say that had this been US football ... timeouts -- challenge and yadda yadda yadda would have meant 2 minutes extra before they announced the same verdict.
I don't like France's government's stances on many things, but hold no hostility toward athetes or citizens. This being said, if a country spends much of its time voicing that it doesn't like another country -- well, chances are some error is within. Much of France refuses to have a Christmas tree -- a Germanic English King's tradion, but anything Germanic is bad, as they had the tamerity to invade France twice, supplemented by Belgum's non-interference stance. "Pork away pal!"
Since German was a nice wall between Communist Russia and France, I would have thought that France would have admired Germany for putting up with the wall, good fences make good neighbors (HA)!
Anyway ... soccer -- long, slow, not the best spectator sport, much like darts, pool, poker, dominoes, golf, bowling ... either you're playing them or you're not. They aren't really fun to watch. Let's examine baseball.
There's a 7th inning stretch to remind you that you haven't fallen asleep at home. I could not sit through a whole baseball game. Hours, hours, hours ... 4th inning? Hours, hours, hours, 2 more innings.... They sell a lot of food and drink because it's hot, it's a long game, it moves at slug speed. Fights are appreciated sometimes because you find that your eyes aren't on pause.
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What you get
is sometimes what you plant. I was -- yeuck -- weeding today. I like roses and some other plants. I discovered that clover is ridiculously common.
When birds eat millet and sunflower seeds, you get the same, every-frigging-where. Sunflower plants, millet, ivy --- what a mess. Do you know why people pay gardeners? They pay gardeners because it is an unlikable job.
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Impacts some, but not me
makes marks of fatalities during Iraq war. If you watch the simulation, dots mark on days 3+years worth, ending on May 22, 2006 -- obviously a little out of date. Intriguing here are months of greater fatalities: Spring and Fall months show greater levels. Looking at the map, one would wonder why there are faltalities in Kuwait. If this is so, it would stand to reason that these are all fatalities and some non-combatant related. I guess this is to enrage or engage those already in a mindset against the war. I'm not happy with it, nor what seems to be a slow progress, but this doesn't influence me to go on a soap box protesting the war.
I'm never given a clear understanding of how it is there, as there are no impartial news agencies. I suspect that it's difficult, but that there is progress. Most of the US troops don't speak Farsi, so I believe that there is a language barrier as well as the clear culture barrier. The war effort there is halting, with still struggles to put down those attacking police and infastructure. I can only guess that for some, the US (or unified troops) are met with mixed emtions, happy that one regime is done, but worried about imperialism -- all too common in the 20th century. I think, naturally with doubt, the question is: will things be better?
With that doubt ... you aren't sure whether to accept the change, the liberation and help put down the distractors, or should you hedge your bet and let the unified troops work and let the "insurgant" force do damage as well. It certainly won't be a fast transition. The number of fatalities, as MR will undoubtedly note, are small and lower than any other previous large-scale military commitment that has been seen before. While these are the case, the US citizens are still on the fence on the war, in that they aren't spitting on soldiers, they mostly aren't picketing the Bush residences or ranches; but aren't making any action really.
Congress approved of it, then when things went sour -- backpeddled like circus clowns trying to deny they were there, their tire tracks (signing of papers) belied their claims. The media has two camps, one for, one against, but most somewhere in the middle, hoping to get out quickly, not admitting any fault, but egear to take credit.
I find it interesting only, that sentiment can be shown in the way that while underemployment has increased, the number of recruits into the armed forces isn't off-setting the number of persons dislocated by company shifts (manufacturing -- GM, Ford; communication -- AT&T, Worldcom; Energy -- Enron). Instead of jumping into benefits of US military -- now you can recruit up to age 42, they prefer to "stay here and not get involved"*
If they want people to join the military, I think that, while the assumption of seeing combat is daunting, I think the greater worry is what do you get when you sign up for it? Do you get a nice package that can be rolled over into a 401K or no load IRA with competent advice? Will you get medical or other assistance upon completion and discharge? Do you get slush money, so when you're done, you can buy a house and do whatever you want without having to worry about them calling, saying ... uh, could you come back for another few weeks (months) ... gee, we're sorry that it's lasting longer than we said.
If you read paragraph 435, section AB2, clause 3; you'll note there was not defined money for this portion of discharge, so that no dollar figure was mentioned, there is a process time of disolution of time-equity of time served, with apportioned budgetary numbers posted threes after fiscal year, influenced by rank and time period to achieve... ergo: you ain't gettin' your money now -- don't call us, we'll call you. Thanks for playing!
* Star Wars, New Hope (supposedly said of Aniken Skywalker -- baldface lie; expected statement of Uncle Owen who might have remembered Aniken's tenative psychological breakdown -- later becoming Darth Vader)
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Followers Chart
I never knew, until I read this courtesy of I-am-bored.com, that there were some Norse gods still being worshiped. Now, I know that I the flat-Earthers are small in number, but this Norse-gods thing is larger than I thought. I also found the compounded list a bit light ... including some affiliations with < 500,000 members. I suppose that some of the other societies/groups are either selectively secret or too difficult to research. There were, of course, the branch-Davidians and other Neo-Nazi mostly-atheists, Whicka, and yet others.
Of the list ... bar none; the scientologists are indubidably the wackest and extreme. If you haven't read Dianetics, do. It is an interesting read for a while. Until you actually process the words that you're reading, like fetal feelings (4 months in womb) can cause lifelong trauma unless otherwise addressed. Okay. How would you discover that it happened in the womb, what it was and why you felt that way. I suppose conventional psycho-therapy would work, but uh ... I'm not buying it.
I suppose ... yes, there are wackier groups, but this would has wonderful showcase individuals that make them look nice and crazy like, John Travolta, Tom Cruise, that brought to light the beyond-bizzare rituals inherent in the system. Help, help, Katie's being oppressed!
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unlike the comics

I hear them in the morning, evening, afternoon, noon, night ... last night was a 8 minute "finale'" as it were, with mid-range clusters with no quiet periods between firings. Please, please, please ... just take a break from them ... a week off. Armistice week or something!
* cartoon from July 9, 2006 No offense intended to Jimmy Johnson, only that one week is wishful thinking
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Saturday, July 08, 2006
A&E documentary
I didn't watch all of it, as it was undoubtedly a drawn-out story, but there was a story of a girl who was a teen heroin addict and she was diabetic. Reportedly she had a babysitter who molested her. Throughout the documentary they flashed some stats -- like 2/3 of girls who are molested become drug addicts as adults. She also had stress in that the parents' relationship was collapsing later, with yelling, battling, possible separation, yielding stress.
Since the molester was in the adults' employ, I would have had the following scenario: I would offer the boy to either kill himself or then understand that I would kill him slowly over a long period of time; say, like Se7en or something of that nature Dr. Phibes. I think that isn't too unfair, even sporting of me, allowing the man to kill himself rather than outright make a decision for him.
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I'm going crazy as fast as I can
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Even curious (er)
For what was this site looking? I have a site meter, and unless it glitched -- this blogger sought my page for something, but ... I don't get it! If you figure it out ... let me know!
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North Korean plan
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leaning which way?
a bit more to the left, no a bit more to the right ... back up, some more ... some more
oh, skip it!
This place found my page, but to what use, I do not know.
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Why did I get a card from them?
Welcome to your Indiana Statewide Voter Registration System (SVRS) public voting information site of the FirstTuesday application. For the first time in Indiana's election history, there is now one electronic database simultaneously linking all of Indiana's 92 county's voter registration records. The system is also linked to the Indiana Bureau of Motor Vehicles database and the Social Security Administration database to help verify voter registration records. Links to the Indiana Department of Health and Department of Correction will assist local election officials in their efforts to remove deceased and incarcerated voters. The SVRS will help election officials fight election fraud by keeping the voter rolls current and accurate. In addition to a cleaner, more accurate list, this public portal site will provide Hoosiers with an additional resource to validate their own registration status, polling place location, and provisional ballot status information.
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Look, I know I didn't vote during the primaries ... for shame! I had an escpecially busy day, which is no excuse, but why bug me with this? Now, what I need is an unbiased look and docier of the candidates. Sadly, each writer puts a slant making each so-called biography of the candidate leaning or zig-zagged -- together with all slants appearing as a cubism exhibit or Charlie Brown's T-shirt.
I'd like to vote smart, not just vote.
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smoke
After years of obviousness, the government has found in it's study that second-hand smoke is equally dangerous as first-hand smoke, in chemistry and absorbability. Really? So, the dangerous smoke that people are taking into their lungs is cancer-causing, super dangerous and it coming from the end of the cigarette and coming from the lungs of a smoker are dangerous? Wow! Yeah, I understand you needing to study that, to make sure.
Morons, or "Get a brain you morans!"*
*from poster of hillbilly redneck protester
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Coffee run stopped short
What I also like about this shot is that MR seems to have a big head (from the shadow), but the sign isn't that large and in the refelction you can see the phone, the hand, then that the head-shape is really him, standing slightly to the side, right foot forward -- dark shirt. Lighting indicates he was at the front entrance, also logically faster access to coffee.
No coffee for you! They do have reasonable coffee, albeit hotter than you could drink immediately, for $1. That puts Starbucks to shame -- wreched fools!
The folks mentioned that they bought starbucks juice-tea at Starbucks and paid $3.50 for 8 oz, with ice --> less than 4 oz of liquid. Bite me! I will not send money Starbucks.
That's a nice little coffe. I don't know that it's worth $7, but that's good coffee. Much like Pulp Fiction's $5 milkshake.
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Friday, July 07, 2006
Carry out
I went to a "new" drive through place today and ordered a fish sandwich. The sandwich was okay, but what was remarkable was the girl at the window. She was missing a front tooth (right central incisor, but it gave her a childish innocence that reminded me more of the Wendy's girl. I don't know why it struck me so odd, but it did. Perhaps I saw that so often in school with kids losing and gaining teeth in rapid succession.
Anyway ... they got my order right, no tartar sauce. The other sandwiches that were in the order got inflated with mayo. When I use the term inflated, I mean, taller from the layer (s) of gooey, nasty mayo. Yuck! I know that I once liked it, but oh my word! That was gross and more than I ever would put on a sandwich. Yuck!
-- from my pic caption of Monkeyjack at Burger King drive through:
Yo -- please get my order wrong.
I'll order the extra spicy and not get it. I'd also like you to disregard my request for no tartar sauce. Thanks!
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Packaging
Consumer Reports has a category dubbed Cocoon Award, for most wasteful packaging. While this is timid in contrast to others they have presented, it is comparable with the lower end of wastefulness. The vitamin bottles were also filled with packing. What gives here? Perhaps it was the smallest box they had?
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Habanero Doritos
When I photographed this, I was thinking of the mistake I made when I bought the one bag a while ago. "Kal El, do not intervene with human history!"
As I was checking out, a manager walked by and dropped the [next picture] package of hot cheese to me in celebration of the store's completed remodeling. I geuss he thought it was hot?
"It's burning holes in me! It's burning holes in me!" *
* obscure quote from less-famous Daffy Duck cartoon where he visits Mexico
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Cute
While I haven't started an account, I can't post on the blog -- these are cute photos! Nice work K & L!
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Thursday, July 06, 2006
car vs van
I borrowed my father's van, as my car is possibly going to die. I didn't really want to be an hour from anyone when it chose to die , so I drove the van. I never tracked my gas mileage on my car, but yikes! What I could do in my car for $10, I did in the van for $30. My car gets better gas mileage than I thought! I don't want to lose the gas mileage, but the next car won't be that one. I'm hoping for something in the middle of that. Confortable, AC, style is unimportant.
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Gas
It's not just expensive ... it's damn expensive now. Gee! They're cripin' about the price, but not driving less. Hmmm. I think we should raise it again. Soon, we'll find that equilibrium, where the consumption doesn't lower and our price doesn't lower, yielding maximum profit. We'll just say some political jargon and claim complex algorithms ... that'll do it.
That's right boys and girls ... and it aint' gettin' any cheaper from now on
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Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Someone's wish upon a star came true
Now, more nasty humor:
Ken lays dead (Ken Lay's dead),
His money outlived him,
awaiting sentencing in his vacation home -- his vacation time ran out,
serving 20 years was too long of a sentence,
"...no indication that he had suffered any adverse health effects", well, that is except for his death.
Ken can now generally be found, just lying around
+ link was chosen based on 1st in listing on Google ... no preference
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Donald Duck doing calculations
Do what? Man am I sleepy with all of that talk!
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Finally obtained
Donald in Mathmagicland -- so long ago, I saw it when I was .... gracious, I'm old.
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courtesy of "FW"
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Red rocket's glare
One of the my family cooked a communal dessert -- a pizza pan size cookie with super sweet frosting and fruit topping. Later, everyone got more sugar with ice cream.
My nieces were happy about firing rockets and fireworks; no longer relegated to spectators alone. Despite her best efforts, one niece couldn't light a pair of rockets to fire simultaneously.
Father bought a fair amount of fireworks. The girls like the parachute type, but many failed to eject from their rocket and plummeted to the rocket cooking the chute. Angel tried to get into the mix of things by having her face right in the fireworks. She also rolled in the blackened grass, for dog reasons humans cannot fathom.
The girls disliked the Roman candles as they were limited in number of shells and the speed at which they fired. I tried to speed up things by lighting a series, but each burst blew out the lighter he was using to light the others. Typical of me -- a couple tipped over sending pellets horizontally through the grass. No one was hurt.
For a finale', the girls like the mortar shells. We tried to get three to fire at once, but that never happened. My older niece was able to ignite me with fiery debris and my other niece’s oddly exploded in the firing tube rather than launch out then explode. My older niece was also able to light me on fire a bit, though I was not really hurt.
Neighbors all around had thunderous quake fireworks sounding more like artillery and cluster bombs than real fireworks. Others still, had neat low trajectory shells that wee lovely to watch.
One big no no I did was not using fire, which some might believe was the greater sin or danger, but rather assuming. I assumed that the tubes were stand erect, but was wrong. I did, however show reckless disregard and held a couple Roman candles, directing their shots. Should a person do this --- no, but others do. They are, in fact, constructed a shielded in such a way that they is possible and the thump and fuse burning can be felt through the tube.
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Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Huh?
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Monday, July 03, 2006
Bad day for dogs
My neighbor's dogs are aching to get into the house. The noise, the stink, the fog in my front yard from the thousands of mortar shells and fireworks fired and it isn't July 4th yet! Please, be kind today and this week ... bring in your dog, protect their ears --- poor companions, punished this time of year.
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Flaming Balls -- Bad Ass
Okay ... flaming, as in --- fag or on fire? I don't know about you, but I don't want to buy, hold, handle, or own flaming balls either gay or on fire. Shells for ass ... yikes!
Anyway ... conservative Indiana lifted a ban on C4 explosives and so we will have a fire-ridden 1st year of incindiary fun. I will have hoses in case the neighbors land firey rockets on the roof, they never care what time of night they fire them ... doubtful they'd have concern for their fire potential.
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Bug out
or in ... depending on perspective
pestfast instead of breakfast; move over raisins, the beetles invade America
slimy, yet satisfying or awakening to How to Eat Fried Worms and other stuff that Baloo, Timone, Pumba aren't afraid to eat ... watch out for those American Cockroaches --- populate quickly, but oh so nasty.
Cider with boweavil spice, how nice
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and rob it!
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recyling old jokes
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I'd rather be working
Much like the horse's, "I will work harder" * fulfilling the pig's regime's Stalinistic/Communist agenda; I volunteer this honestly about myself. I would rather be working than working on getting work and putting together my flaky resume. Cripes, what a stinker! If only there was a video dating-esque way of talking and showing who you were so you could prostitute yourself off to a good company for reasonable pay, hours, benefits.
* George Orwell's Animal Farm
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