Bed Bath & Beyond reviewing your work

Did you see your own ad at all? Did you consider, maybe, fixing it? If this is their best, their best won't do.

spambuilder

Careerbuilder dot com is trying to enable spam, apparently.

That's rather likesuborning perjury, isn't it?

Small business owners

Capital One -- or, MR's favorite commercial.
Do they normally catch on fire like that?

jwomen

What are jwomen?

what's the meaning of it?

Party of God? God doesn't use Ak-47s.

Realistically, if you claim allegiance to God, while firing a gun -- you are lost and have rejected God. God is Love, not hate, killing. Persoanlly, I think this is very telling of what Hezbollah really is -- slayers, hate-filled slayers. To believe that they aren't terrorists is ... naive!

Perhaps there's a hidden message in the flag that I'm missing about peace, love, or compassion. The group assists its fellows with health and in other ways, but "killing in the name of God"? Where was that in the text?

cartoons that weren't

I am so tired of those anti-drug ads. Worse still, I always want to light up after I see one.

Hey! I can't believe that you're looking at my eyes!

She jumped to sit next to the hottie.

too much salsa

changed for my satisfaction

be it in Scottsdale, Arizona or Biloxi, Tennessee (may offend)

CSI is a stupid show. To celebrate this, I found a pic from anime. Aparently the refurbisher of the anime felt the same or that the "accident" and death investigation were summarily pointless.

Yes, I know ... it's rude, but I'll keep it!

false forest footsteps

On the peripherial of the meadow, edging toward the forest, undergrowth eiks out an existence, protected -- given sunlight be virtue of the meadow. Approaching this, with camera in hand, I'm asailed with mosquitos on a misson of blood, successful for many. I'm deafened a bit from the buzzing, the vile critters entering my ear, yet I hear a peculiar sound. The rustling I hear is right in front of me. I stand silent, looking.
I hear it then to me left, then to my right. It sounds 5 - 8 yards away (~ 10 meters). I can't smell the thing. It's a person, right? The person or persons aren't talking and they don't seem to be getting closer. I'm at a loss as to what's happening. I'm so wrapped up in it, I couldn't hear anything else -- not even the incessant mosquitoes. Are the trees moving ... no. Their trunks are righted and the wind isn't moving the branches. What then is the noise?

I see leaves move. There is an imaginary line of bent leaf, then bent leaf, bent leaf... something fell. I look again, another, odder path, but branches, limbs and leaves are struck. Something's dropping. I don't know ... acorns? No. They are buckeyes being picked apart, pieces being chiselled away by the tens of squirrels in the trees. Flakes strike leaves making false footsteps.

I know this, because I stood under a tree with a group of squirrels doing this, where the flakes rained down on me. The ground around the tree, becoming green and yellow from the inedible/untasty parts of the buckeyes, in favor of the nut and the meat of it's center. A forest isn't haunted -- only your mind.

screamers & streamers

10:30 was the right time to go through the streets anouncing swim-team victory this year.  What's special about that time?  I suppose that most people are awake and that others are at church.  It was, nontheless, startling to hear horns and cheers in this ten vehicle convoy including rented trolleys.  The city, where I live doesn't have real trolleys, but the appearance of them on truck frames -- rentable.

 

To their credit, they normally finish in the top 5, more reguarly in the top 3 and apparently the top team this year.  As a testiment to their being here, a lei or boa lies in the street, green, joyless, lifeless -- having been and touched.

 

I won't scream, but it's great that they won again.  They don't check for steroids, but I think that isn't a concern.  Way to go!  Also, thanks for not starting it at 7:00 this morning as I rested poorly last night.

It should be illegal

I know what he's thinking.

I know that there could be a cleaner, lazier thing that has entered his mind, but my mind is murkier, filthier -- kept so with my vile thoughts that I grow like weeds and a cherished garden.

I missed meeting up with friends ...

I wonder what I missed. Hopefully someone will post something!

New addition

reader beta spell and link check! Thanks MR! The McLaughlin links should now be fixed.

blown apart

blown apart
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

Some people have some serious fears based on reality. Here a target is destroyed by pressure from a remote bomb. This is not, however, a person, but a human-shaped target.

Upon closer examination of the target, if not instantly killed, massive bleeding wout ensure death.

While I have my own little "perspectvie" on this small sampling, it is from Discovery Channel's "Future Weapons", which covered different types of explosions.

This prefaced a demonstration of a new explosive used in Afghanistan against cave-protected Taliban and Al Quada.

Death comes in many different flavors and colors.

dog duty -- this isn't me

It's just something you have to do.

Something stinks about this particular job!

More diabolical changes

You people from Dinette Set comic strip, all look like Drew Carey!

problem in the woods

I was in the woods trying to get some really good photographs. I heard a distrubance around me and saw this! I almost instantly, inadvertantly marked my territory (in a manner of speaking). Yep; I claimed my pants and then I bravely ran away -- yes, I bravely ran away!

Potentially hot

Lewd, crude, rude, and potentially offensive, but also potentially hot!
.....................
names removed/delelted to protect identities.

It's not what it looks like?

okay, maybe not, but a straight man would not do this! +
......................

Yes, I know them. The names have been removed/deleted to protect their identities.

+ Do you know how I know you're gay?

tainted

sky
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

My chances for getting a job quicly ... as far as these clouds? I think not, but I don't know. I signed up for yet another job hunting service. Hey, surprise, most of the jobs posted I've already read and the list, chronological is, well, maybe not accurate on the date posted. I find this latest HOT JOBS is mislabled. It should be Not Jobs. It leaves me nothing to "yahoo" about.

fox and the hound

While driving back from friend, MR's house, I saw a flash, short, long, dark, fast -- the fox.  I have never seen a wild fox except for this little glimpse in the headlights.  There is no fox hunting season in Indiana, thankfully, and in urban sprawl areas, it would be very unlikely to see one.

 

The hound, as she played the role was ever so playful, until MR mentioned trimming her tail, where the flag of a tail folded down under the weight of the news.  Hound, she's not, but cananie, certainly.

 

-- enter the opposum

 

a longer than the hound, critter shuffles slowly between yards ... grayish, unkept fur on a lumbering body heads toward a neighbor's garden to fee.

Kiss?

McLaughlin group debated, "Evidently, low approval ratings can be contracted through saliva."

What in the world were each of them thinking? I really doubt it was a kiss, but that was all kind of bad timing! Whatever it was, it is now and forever a kiss. It was a bad call. Left only with the dismal "what is the definition of 'is'".

The statement whispered to him should have been, "this isn't a good idea."

Israel

It hasn't changed really, just the ebb and flow of violence.
Iran calls death to Israel. Oh ... so, there was a time when they didn't declare this? That's much like declaring death to America. It's breakfast there. Have another bowl of hate. Do not question. Kill when not in adherance to the written and unwritten laws and rules according to the "religion". McLaughlin Group covered the Israel situation, but concluded nothing -- like anyone's point of view matters pragmaticly to those suffering it.

inescapable

I'll have to move, should I ever take up greater evil. Today, while at the grocery store, "Hello, Mr. [my surname]!"

I will not fight you.
You cannot escape your destiny. Fate is what I make ... yadda yadda yadda.
Some of my life sticks to the roof of my mouth -- can be difficult to remove; regardless, I plunge (d) into it with vigor.

wound that would not heal

Mother has an August 24th surgery appointment.  Mother complained about a leg injury that hasn't successfully healed for 3 years.  Nice -- a nurse who doesn't check into it.  Against her will, Father took her to the doc.

According to the doctor, they need to take a biopsy to verfiy his suspicions that it's pre-cancerous.  Since an incision might bring on an infection, he suggested that she not take this action now, so close to surgery.  Some more about which to worry.

 

Today was a long one.  Mom is sore, Father is plain bushed.  The news isn't good.  Welcome to the weekend.

In lighter news, my sister and her family are supposed to take a mini-vacation to lovely Monticello, Indiana for a day at Indiana Beach (large, long lake with rides, etc.)

 

Another sister, her husband, and their canine companions Samson and Argos are due to come up this weekend.  It should be fun, much more fun than the drive, wait, bad news.

 

...

I haven't slept well, tonight is likely going to be the same.  Tylenol pm didn't seem to work.  I think I'll try reading a book some one lent me.  I think this is bleak week!

Reader's Digest stack

Reader's Digest stack
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

A rainbow of fruit flavor.

Odds and ends, stuff I don't think that I'll see again. Time keeps slippin' into the future. Stacks and stacks of stuff that should not be kept. Ah, the hoarders, met equally with the pitchers, yielding -- using a medium outcome or one's pitching leaves lots of space for the other one's collections of ... stuff that should be gone!

I'm the pitcher. I donate or pitch. I keep very little.

Looking for jobs in all the wrong places

At what point in time did I indicate I wanted to be a part of this team? I found this advertising in no fewer than 20 postings out of 112.

stupid humor for the irrational

I, however, like it.

---

I have CDO.  It's like Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, only in alphabetical order, like it should be.

Intolerable cruelty

the movie -- anything that is plotless.  If it smells like a bum -- more than a butt, bum -- six weeks unbathed, crappy (literally) clothes, pissy (literally) attitude, coupled with ignorance, meshed with urbanlect.

 

If it has Keanu Reeves -- let it, like superman drink itself to death before making it to the big screen.

If it has Kevin Costner, let it die in perilous WWIII like Postman

If it has a gay gay gay gay gay ... let it river dance its way out of the theater

and if it panders to 5% of the population -- let it remain a "direct to DVD" special.

 

I don't like the intolerable cruelty producers are inflicting on the public with crap, crap with flowers, computer generated crap, 3-D crap, and big-sonofagun's crap.  How about honest to goodness -- good stuuf.  "Door to Door" while not fantastic, by most people's measures, was good, albeit slow.  I like William H. Macy and Kyra Sedgewick (Bacon).  The movie, based on ture events, was "heartwarming" as announced.  Sappy, but good.  Take CSI, please!  Ship that stinker off like Jersey pollution.

 

Try the novel approach, something that friggin' matters or dumb funny stuff without the narration.  America's Funniest Home Videos would be number one spot if they dropped the moronic narration.  Get it?  Animal Planet's animal videos would be number 1 or 2 without the schmuck commentary.  Why add the stuff, when the majority of persons either tune out or mute it?

 

Spike has Japanese TV game show.  It is terrible with Ed, Edd, & Eddy narrating.  Just can the narration and roll that lovely bean footage.

moichandizing!

Where the real money from the movie is made--merchandising. There's Space Balls the Yogert Doll, Space Balls the soft ball, Space Balls the flame thrower.

May the Farce be with you!

whatsa dis?

It'sa pictures of my wife and Antonio Brazza.

It means, Antonio Brazza sleeps with your wife!

burn me puter.... burn me all night long

for if you burn me puter, you'll grow hot and (I'll be) gone. What the? I have the Little Shop of Puters Dell that loves to burn the snot out of my legs.

Feed me!
Does it have to be skin?
Feed me!
Does it have to me mine?
Feed me [my name], feed me all night long! 'cause when you feed me [my name], I'll burn hot and long.

I'm left with questions like, "I don't know! I don't know! I have so ... so, many strong, reservations!"

hands wrinkled, pain ensues

update
Originally uploaded by fartparty.org.

"psychosomatic, out of control -- insane ... take the pressure"

funny, but rude comic series ... worth the time, www.fartparty.org

Curse it, I lied ... I'm not asleep! Here's a Schel picture

Salutatations Kevin and family -- extending!

goodnight, for now

Chihiro (Sen) from Spirited Away

cute, somewhat relevant to American culture -- much of it is lost in translation, but overall good, though too slow for many audiences.

Clayton Bigsby; Black white supremicist

Clayton Bigsby; Black white supremicist
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

revealing himself, at the request of the idiot crowd, who he really is.

Moreover the shocking revaltion of his ethnicity, is the telling stupidity of generalized followers of anything. Blinded by preferred ignorance, drones follow tedious tasks for the goal of the hive-mentality.

In his, non-attempt to sound southern, Dave punctuates his Clayton Bigsby speech with, "white power" in an near-effeminant voice--perhaps not unintentional.

Who's the greater fool? The fool, or the fool who follows him? What's missing from the scene is Eninem and Pantera playing in the background--hate, rape, glory unto oneself -- hallmarks of sects.

Should Dave choose to retire, thanks Dave for all the laughs!

Sales

Let me get this straight. Your company sells ... log pullers?
Yeah. The best log pullers made. And they're made right here in the USA.
It looks like a leash.

Look, do you want the job or not?
Yeah [timidly spoken]
Okay, here's a list of leads.

--reading the list--

Howard Beaver, Clayton Beaver, Harry Beaver ... DAM IT! I thought selling snarfblatts to nerherders was tough, this will be impossible!

Shit her

even that would be painful. Look, can't you see it's the last act of a desperate exhibitionist?

I don't care if it's the last act of Henry the VIII, I'm leaving!

My suggestion is ... get backstage to be the prop person and make sure that she dies for art -- really, suffering and all. I don't like her and haven't liked her. She has been the face of Christianity, when it suited their purpose, now, she's doing a mock crucifiction. I'd suggest it be her last concert. Now, I'd do it on just principle -- in that I don't like her, but ...
now I'd be revered by Muslims, Jews, and Christians alike. I killed that -- thing, called Madonna.

I could even have either Robert England to jump onto stage to finish the act, or have a Hellraiser moment, when some super-graphic masochistic fatality. "We have such sights to show you!"

Better still, don't go and let the empty place pull in no money, leaving the "star" to fade away.

"Like a victim; hey! Killed for the very first time. Like a vi-i-ic-tim, bleeding and then dying."

+ news of this was courtesy of my brother-in-law

Vote for this Republican (if you're in Indana)

He is, by far, either in league with the most earnest people, or he, himself is so earnest. For this man, I always cast my vote. Mike Ripley, Indiana house 79. I may not be the most credible source for voting tips, but he's reliable.

Thanks Mike!

interview short

The ramshackle place -- okay, roughly assembled place is next to a cemetary. Their external signs are absent and it's in a poorer section of town. Surprising, I see big names (in semi-expensive) signs along the wall. The reek of new carpet abounds in the place. My interview was short; likely depicting my chances of obtaining my job preference (if any job) with that company. The store next to them sold headstones -- for the resting place of dead-end jobs and job attempts.

It was, however, an interview.

Rick James after the slap

Rick James after the slap
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

left in wonder why he was slapped by good friend, "Darkness" Charlie Murphy. "But that was weeks ago."

"Cocaine's a hell of a drug", Rick James confesses. If you ever want a reason not to do cocaine, watch Charlie Murphy true Hollywood storeis from Dave Chappelle. Candid display of degraded intellect from drug use.
....
In this scene, he was flying high, but generally happy. I'd like to think that if I iwere bartending, that I would, not be high-but exceeding happy mostly. Having to finally deal with the fifraf that came and stayed would weigh down on me. Ultimately, I would either surrender to alcohol or much more wisely, quit.

"Com on Dave, give me a break."
"One break, coming up!"+

+ Van Halen's, Change

What's the big news?

I went to Indy Star newspaper and found this!

I don't doubt the need to see a boy drenched with refreshing cold water, but the top news is 3 shot dead. How does it relate?

As bad as it gets?

Hugh Jackman (Van Helsing, Wolverine) in Oaklahoma
Renaissance actor Hugh Jackman proves he's more than just a pretty face (or a superhero, for that matter) in this impressive turn as Curly in the National Theatre's production of Rodgers and Hammerstein's "Oklahoma!" Jackman, accompanied by acclaimed thespians Maureen Lipman, Josefina Gabrielle and Shuler Hensley, sings the show's best hits, including "Oh, What a Beautiful Morning," "The Surrey with the Fringe on Top" and the title song.

I think that's as bright of an idea as casting Billy Crystal as the president in West Wing or Ellen Degeneres in Vanessa Williams: Untold Miss America story.

Gettin' flakey with it

Blogspot is getting less reliable. I tried much of this week to go and edit my posts, to no avail. What is the issue? It's just upsetting.

3, is a magic number +

I got a mess of spam yesterday, crud! Thankfully it was sitting in suspected spam folder, but golly! It's been pretty clear for a while. If you are ever in doubt, and don't have the ability to see the email account who's sending you the "supposed real email", then follow the rules:

if it is 1 KB or less -- kill it
Magic numbers are 2, 14, 26 KB. I kid you not. I was looking for trend and that is it! What is magical about the email size is a mystery, only that these numbers are generally the spam email sizes.

+ from Schoolhouse Rock

Tar & Feather him!

Buster Keaton molasses and feathers
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

Buster Keaton with molasses and feathers, put on by Stan Hardy of Laurel & Hardy.

In this nation's history, there were calls to "tar and father him", which in the 19th (1800's) they sometimes did. More often, a crowd woutd act on the unwelcome guest and usher the guy out, doing a reverse crowd jump. Too many of these and you'd not be running for anything, the concept is understood.

Old slapstick, '30s. A one-of-a-kind pair. Another comparable pair were Jack Lemon and Walter Mathou. One dying six months after the other.
...
Back to tarring and feathering. There is much of congress and senate that would do well with tar and feathers, then run out of town like free-range chickens.

Hezbollah has moved north

Found it!

Dave's would-be logo

Jones soda? I'll just cover the camera with stomach acid, thank you!

What is it? What do you see?

It's the new psychological test.

Variations

This "was" James B., but these are my altered versions

James B., the spy who doesn't hear, "No!" He's never understood that type of protection.

She is wearing skimpy clothes, nearly topless, but his probing hands got stuck.

James B., Halitosis spy.

One cup of this a day

10" x 6", even one, isn't really moderation. I understand two glasses of wine daily, provides you with some valuable anti-oxidants.

She's got a ...

Thanks Jeffy! You do know she could hear you?
Jeffy, "She's got a mustache!" about a young girl at the drive through. Yeah, it's called hormones. Teen years are cruel on everyone.
Unfortunately, I wasn't able to stop him, as he was in the backseat, his uncle -- my friend, was driving. I'm sure we got the "special" Arby sandwiches that day.
[whispered in the back of Arby's] "Hey ... did you throw out those dropped onion rings?
Yeah.
Well, get them for me.
But, I ...
Just get 'em!

...

Hey, isn't she the one who ...
was the error that I made, I chewed some shoe leather -- hence my need to replace them. This statement was made apart from the other one. My series of adults-only song lyrics and song titles really place me in a category by myself. No one else would stand close.

from and AMV

in dedication to Duckhunt

included in the beginning is this dedication to Warner Brothers:
"Rabbit season, duck season", and Daffy and the dinosaur.

shoe shopping

I'm not that picky, except being able to walk through hallways and aisles without having to pardon myself through thick traffic . When I use the term "thick", I mean not only too many people, but thick and dense people. There were two thick persons in the way of shoe shopping.

They were non-too smart or gracious -- thick, and wore, probably 42" waist pants; thick! They were loud, and I was happy that when I shop -- I'm mission based, in that I have a plan, goal and I achieve that goal.

The "new shoe" smell will go away with greater use of them. peww!

employment depleted

I did a few marathon job listings readings. Now ... I read the "newest" and find 6 postings per day. If only I trained in medicine; pharmacology or nursing, I would never worry about find a job, but I might not like where I was. Anyway ... it's now simpler to read them. There so many for which I applied and others that have requirements that I don't have. Like an empty gun ... jobsearch engines depleted aren't a good thing.

Compliments of the house

Trash, on curb, bin, or in bags is still trash. The fact that it's free, doesn't magically convert it to something that it isn't. Congratulations, you have new crap! Free with thousands of more ads and shortcuts on your desktop that appear faster than old popups before popup blockers. Aqua Teen Hunger Force did an episode on that. What's old is new again, and AOL takes its subscribers to hell and they welcome it because it's free.

Happy Anniversary to the folks today

My father called today after Mom saw the doctor.  He has okayed the double knee replacement surgery.  It might be another month or so before it happens, but it was joyous news, none the less.

 

Today is their anniversary, so in celebration they are going out to a fancy-schmancy meal somewhere ... I was not given that info.

 

My sister sent me an electronic (e-card, via hallmark) for the folks.  Laptops are great, as I can tote that bad boy around and show them -- hey!  Here's your romance card, c/o my little (but older) sister.

stomach discourteous

I either had Mount St. Helens or jiffy pop popcorn in my gut last night. Stress is surely going to put holes in my stomach. Hagis cheese. I had really bad stomach-aching stress another time, to where I crumpled to the floor in fetal position, at a job a long time ago (will not be named). The doctor gave me tagamet, which helped, but removing stress -- far better than medicine in and of itself.

punctuated with, "Meister Breu"

Shrek & Fionna have a game. I think that warm root beer is, bar-none, the best food for this contest. I do know that some individuals have no such need for specific chemical enhancements to their abilities toeructate. Not steroids, but chemicals helping me would be my sin to this type of game.

+ "Meister Breu" quote from Revenge of the Nerds

Chucky 2

"Hey! You got Chucky 2?"
"Uh, no. You see, it's just in..."
"Well, Eye-on-Video got it!"
---
What is a Chucky 2? The above was an exchange about Chucky 2 with an urbanite. Chucky 2, Child's Play 2, was just then in the theater and this fool came in asking for it, pleasantries aside. I remember this because of I-am-bored.com's posting of Chad Vader 2: Day-shift Manager.
I believe the three of us, directed her to go to Eye-On-Video to get the bloody thing if they had it. Ah, I remember having to deal with many urbanites, with whom I would naturally not come into contact. It was like a nature excursion into the rain forests. "Wow! You don't see that every day! Golly, look that that one! This one must be a newer species."

If you haven't ever worked in retail or service in an urban area, you won't have any idea about what I'm typing, but it's real and not imagined.

I experienced live, open diaper changing, child abuse (physical), theft, drug dealers, "pimps", Appalachian peoples, and some persons so urban, that the concept of personal property was beyond their intellect. In reflection, I'd say that the job was enlightening, but I should have opted for the shorter course. I could say that the same for my relationship with who is now my ex. Had I not been at that place, I never would have met her. It wasn't a bad learning course ... just too long and the stupidity of her, rubbed onto me.

I saw Clerks, but won't see Clerks II, despite its relevancy to my previous jobs. I found the Randy character worthy of a slow, hate-crimes dragging death, but it wasn't forthcoming. It was intentionally disturbing and I found it ... well, not really my type of movie. I watched it twice and quote bits here and there, but I cannot recommend it in good conscience.

I therefore won't see Clerks II or any more Chucky movies -- each worse than the last. Gracious ... you'd think that some people would jump ship, but getting into acting in difficult, so you take your lumps with B, C, D, and F movies first. In thinking about it ... Tim Burton should take over directing the Child's Play series, trying to make a run equal with Land Before Time and Friday the 13th. You might not think they are similar, but really ... each one worse than the previous ... only fillers for those incapaable of escaping the stick figure 4 page comic book.

circle 400

Not the Indy or Daytona 500, my spam is dropping, now around 350. Way to go Earthlink & Brightmail! Boil that dustspeck, boil that dustspeck, boil, boil, boil!

little evil, little good

Halloween in your neighborhood. Sith or treat!

shuttle launch

shuttlelaunch
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

Why the internet is grand is not from the buying and selling of trash on eBay, though many would argue that point, but it's a cheap way to be noticed by millions.

How many people could buy their way onto TV ... few. How many can have their simple little video go from obscurity on googlevideo or YouTube to instant net celebrity status? Many more can.

Many animators rely on the net to show off their talents and to find others to assist them. Still others have found study work from Atom Films or net studios.

There's flickr - repository for pictures to share with others -- nothing to download, unless you want to bulk upload pictures.

"The Internet. It's fantastic!"+

+ borrowed from Miguel Ferrer in Hot Shots! part Duex

In passing

Hey children what's that sound, I'd advise you not to turn around.

Homemade jacuzzi

I've been spending a lot of time just farting around, looking for a job.

Losing Hope

Star Wars, Episode III: Lost Hope

Directed by N. T. Bullock

Written by Eric Kohn & N. T. Bullock

Edited by N. T. Bullock

Assistant Editor & Director

Eric Kohn

Make-Up

Anthony Washington, Sarah Rials

Costumes by Judy B. Bullock

Scott Bullock as: Palpatine / Emperor / Jar Jar (voice)

Anthony Washington as Mace Windu

Jeromy Spiers as Obi Wan

Michelle Flowers as Padme

N. T. Bullock as Anakin / Vader / EPT (voice)

Eric Kohn puppeteer for Jar Jar / Yoda/ Yoda (voice)

Thanks to

Jared Hopkins, Celeste Yeager, Matthew Magee, Anthony Washington, Judy Bullock, Michelle Flowers

Special Thanks

-Script Ideas-

Scott Bullock, Clayton Forbes

Digital Backgrounds by Scifi3d.theforce.net, Tom Bergstrom, Jr. (medic room / Palpatine’s office)

IM Logo & Star Wars Title Effects by Matthew Beale

Compositing N. T. Bullock

Lightsaber Effects by Eric Kohn

www.sequentialpictures.com

www.imitationmilk.com

Luck and luck only

I believe Carl Sagen was referring to applications when he said, "millions of billions of stars in the galxay." I'm sure that there are trillions of resume's for any job, but after submitting a hundred-thousand, you'd think that skill would be involved, but no -- mostly luck. So far, I have recieved confirmation that a place or person got my application and resume' and might get back with me after they read the other millions and conduct interviews with the top ten before moving on to the lessers (I'm in this category) aka bottom 90. Chin up, keep applying and die, die again.

How to get a lifetime supply of address labels

almost passe now, except for a few instances ncessary with snail mail: find one or two great charities with which you agree. Donate as often as you wish and can. They will nicely send you mailers almost weekly asking for more money, including address labels. The labels don't sop there. Your name now goes on the "this person donates" list. You will now get requests from all types of organizations, some or many of which you may not directly agree. Most charities are honest, but a few need -- refocussing. To others, I outright refuse to donate.

PETA gets a bad rap from a few lunatics, but honestly, their attempts to make a better existence for cows marginally smarter than worms (only responding to stimuli) is perhaps -- too large an expenditure of meager funding. If persons were really interseted in the ethical treatment of all animals, they wouldn't squash or kill bugs and would open their doors to roaches. If they were to stop their passion at insects and micro-organisms, then why give a care about the slaughter of rare species. I'll end there.

It is important to research a group to find where funding goes. Many larger organizations print it in the packets, but .. who's to say that the data is recent and valid? Quickly checking takes less than an hour, which is better than stupidly giving money to say, two scammers claiming donations to cancer research. Their scheme, finally exposed bilked hundreds of thousands to millions of dollars to these guys. They did, indeed donate proceeds to charity, but at at 10 or so percent. The rest they kept.

I have more than I will ever use, as I tend to stay away from snail mail, but do send in checks to places. Once my finances are improved -- goodbye snail mail forever.

Stars crazy

Star Wars lego video and New Hope, crazy Star Wars kid version (disco music free of charge).

Neither are hilarious, but both will serve you well.

more Indiana July clouds

more Indiana July clouds
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

Funny that AC, which I didn't have as a kid, I neglect often. I stepped out of the house to the very humid, low 80s evening and I couldn't get my lens to stop frosting. I never thought that the house was that cooler, but it was.

It took several minutes to stop fogging. Anyway, small moon in the clouds, well worth it. Also, the cicada were out. After ten mintues, my ears were ringing. They are loud. Even inside the house you can hear them, though much quieter.

I quickly used the auto functions on the camera to set the ISO, which made the pictures turn out ISO 800 grainy, perhaps worse. The end result was that they are nice at a distance, but close -- poor. Tonight, as humid as it is, may not be the best night for star photography.

Fired my first day

My supervisor didn't seem to care about my chronic fatigue syndrome.

no good deed goes unpunished

Teen saves boy, but is later hospitalized
Associated Press

TELFS, Austria - A 14-year-old Austrian teenager saved a Russian boy from drowning - only to wind up in the hospital himself a few hours later after an insect attack.

Police in the alpine town of Telfs just outside Innsbruck said the Austrian pulled the unconscious 6-year-old from the bottom of a swimming pool Friday. A lifeguard performed first aid, and the young Russian - on vacation with his family - was hospitalized for treatment of water in the lungs.

Within a few hours, police said, the teenage lifesaver was stung by insects and developed an allergic reaction - prompting medics to rush him to the same hospital.

His condition was improving, officials said Saturday. They did not release the two youths' names.

Shocking denial

Lebanese Defense Minister Elias Murr disputed allegations that Hezbollah was firing missiles from Qana. Oh, no ... can't be. Hezbollah, the same group who kidknaps people ... certainly they would be honest!

I agree that civilians are sadly being slaughtered, but I also know that no amount of placating the 'against Zionists' groups would never happen. I would like to point out that Arafat was offered the West Bank -- didn't take it. That has to do with mainly his embezzling the billions of dollars from "his people", but were Israel to stop defending itself pro-actively against well funds groups, it would fall. Israel has the US. All the other nations are set to destroy Israel. Sadly, it has to take bold steps to defend itself. Jordan, Syria, Lebanon, Iraq, Iran all fund groups to take out Israel. If you could get that to stop happening, well ... Isarael wouldn't have to be on the defensive, now would it?

I see groups continuing to gain support because they attack, flee and are protected by sympathizers. Hey -- World! Israel won't go without a fight. It has nuclear weapons and presently the support of the US. Stop trying to get rid of Israel. Stop it! That -- there is the problem.

gavel down, time to grovel

I think now, I remember, that it was when we were all drinking that some one brought up that --- thing! I had hope that it'd go away, now like an albatross around his neck or Marley's chains -- forever his.

Then ... I'm not sure if it came with the instant pang of remorse.
[bang bang bang] Order in the court!

T J is not on trial here, for he has plead guilty to the crime of inciting a riot with a foul stament. What is in debate is the manner in which it was told. I would like sworn affidavidts by the end of the week from all parties. Court is adjourned.

Reminded me of terrible statement

last panel "borrowed" from a Cow & Boy strip by Mark Leiknes

T J, while well intoxicated, told us a statement. I can't call it a joke, but it started out, "What's the best thing about sex with ..." If the audience were, um ... sadistic, psychotic, and pediphelic it might be construed as something you might want to hear, though unfunny. I leave this here as a reminder that if you're drunk off your butt and you have a wingman with you, his job also entails you not telling horrible statements like this. Worse still, T J laughed, then -- a blip of conscience coupled it with remorse.

To this day, I had hoped sometime that it would be erased from my mind, but it hasn't. I try then to fill all the area around it with flowers and pretty and kind things to hide this wicked one-time misstatement he made. He heard it from someone and in a drunken state, chosen to say it in the same state as he likely heard it.

Heaven's to murgitroid! What did I type?

Oh well, that's how I felt. Anyway, after the emergency venting, I still don't like Monster.com. MR suggested finding a company and finding where I fit in, a long shot -- but the sending out hundreds of resume' isn't getting me a job either. I think I'll return to my less caustic posting, now that the storm is over. Good luck to me!

More valid bitching (this time, with profanity)

The fucking gloves are off man! I am pissed! First, we have the above on Monster dot shit! Naval fucking reserve?! Why the hell is that shit there?! Monster &*^$@# -- assholes! If I wanted to join the military -- they'd take my ass in a heartbeat for they aren't getting boku volunteers now. Now on to my second bitching ...

It's great when you are required to apply through a dead link. Nice going fucking idiots!

I have created now well over 12 accounts with companies.

WHAT PURPOSE DOES MONSTER SERVE IF I HAVE TO MAKE ANOTHER ACCOUNT WITH THE COMPANY ANYWAY?

I've got an idea... "screw off Monster!" There's a Monster piece of shit, and I'm very tired of it. When I log on every day, it makes want to blow them away. I also have to enter No Thanks to ads while clicking page to page on Monster. They way overcharge if a company posts there for money, advertisers post everywhere and applicants have to go through another 7-10 pages of more applicantion pages on a company's website.

I think this is why unemployment might rise. Few have the patience to deal with the bullshit of having to enter the same friggin' stuff, over and over again. If I wanted to fill out 3-sheet applications for local under-paying jobs, I'd do that, but I'm not fucking interested! Monster.com may not have the privilege of kissing my ass! They are, however, welcome to eat all of my fecal matter.

AMV Hells (I've posted these before, but there are addtions)

AMV 1

AMV 2

AMV 3: The Motion Picture

AMV: "If You Were Gay"

Can't Touch This

real people doing things
Girl farts 1

Girl farts 2

Woman farts

Another dose of anime madness a.k.a. AMV Hell

AMV 1

AMV 2

AMV 3

I had 2 or 3 pints of salsa one night

Calvin knows what's up!