Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

New technology could nip DVD format war in the bud

September 26, 2006 from Reuters
 
Movie studios save money and consumers don't have to worry about buying the "right" player
The format war around next generation DVDs may be over before it has begun, thanks to a breakthrough from a British media technology company.

Britain-based New Medium Enterprises (NME) said today it had solved a technical production problem that makes it possible to produce a cheap multiple-layer DVD disk containing one film in different, competing formats.

"Current technologies to create multiple layer disks mostly don't work. We've created a technology for mass production of multiple layers that does not suffer from the well known problem of low yields," said NME Chief Technology Officer Eugene Levich.

A low yield means that many DVDs coming off the manufacturing lines are not working and have to be discarded.

The production costs of a multi-layer DVD using the new NME technology are estimated to be around 9 cents, compared with the 6 cents for a standard single-layer play-back DVD, according to Dutch company ODMS, one of the world's leading makers of production lines for optical disks.

This 50% cost increase compares favorably with the current generation of multi-layer recordable DVD disks which cost 3 to 5 times as much to produce than a single layer disk, due to low yields.

The technological breakthrough comes one week after three employees at movie studio Warner Bros. filed a patent for the application of multiple formats on a single DVD disc.

"There's no collision between Warner and us. They patent the application, we are patenting the technology. These are complementary patents. I'm glad it's happened. Warner opened our eyes, because it shows they really want to do this and create multi-format, multi-layer disks," Levich said.

Time Warner is the world's largest media company and owns Warner Bros. Former Warner Home Video President James Cardwell joined NME as a board member last month.

Nipped in the Bud?

Multiple format DVD disks can solve the emerging war between the two new high capacity DVD formats: Blu-Ray, which is backed by Sony Corp., and Toshiba-supported HD-DVD.

High capacity DVD disks are needed to store high definition movies on a single disk. Movies stored in high definition provide five to six times more picture detail than standard definition which is used in normal DVDs.

Hollywood studios have been choosing sides in the DVD format war, each supporting one of the two formats. Some have said they will produce films in both, in addition to the standard DVD format.

By putting the same film on a single disk in the two competing formats, movie studios can save money and consumers do not have to worry if they are buying the right disk for their player.

The technological breakthrough by NME was confirmed by ODMS.

"I can confirm this. We were very skeptical when NME approached us. We have experience with producing dual layer recordable DVD discs and the yield is below 50%. But their technology gives a much higher yield and also brings other cost savings," said ODMS Chief Executive Jadranko Dovic.

ODMS said it will have the first prototype production line using NME's technology running by early 2007.

NME said it had also created new technology for the machines which have to read and write the disk, which is another bottleneck with multi-layer disks. The current generation of DVD players can read up to two layers.

NME has created DVD disks with up to 10 different layers that were still readable. It has created its own player, but it is willing to license the technology to mainstream consumer electronics companies, Levich said.

Movies on a DVD are stored at different depths depending on the technology. Blu-ray discs store information only 0.1 millimetre from the surface while HD-DVD discs store it at 0.6 millimeters. Movies longer than two hours would need to be stored on two layers of the same format very close to each other.

 

little bird

A little bird, flipped by the driver behind me, let me know today that perhaps, just maybe ... I was in the wrong.

prose and cons

Restless, yet ... sober, I'm typing still. My heart and mind are not still and are not right. My awful prose of drinking and attempts at death are just that ... typing. I'm sure, analytically I call pull out many fine points and use experience and history to Fruedian-pull out meaning in relations to my ego and superego battling like Ramos and Rommulus, knowing one survives, the other killed by the survivor. I think, yawning now, I'll finish with a more recent doctor who my say that my shoes were too tight.

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

In a cup; death

and I drank it greedily. It promised murder, contracted by the drinker to the drinker. It promised me. Damnit, it promised me. Liar! Angerily, I slapped the cup to the ground and it shattered. My dreams of quick smiting were shattered still. I bent down to pick up the pieces of my dream -- my wish. Oh, fainting, but just almost. I was weak, fell on my knees then side. I reached out my hand to the shards, slip. My hand pussed a little blood. I tongue lolled out and my head hit the ground. My breath now in short pants. Oh, for one last bit, the drop I see slipping around on the floor. My arm numbs and only my eyes and fingers move. Gasp, gasp, gasp ... I'm breathing less now.

My eyes are closing, opening, closing ... not really blinking. My mind is flushing away. If only .... if only death. Surely his cloak is dark, black, like my vision now. I can hear me breathing, now only thinking. I hardly know my voice. It ...
isn't ... th ---------------

In moments, life begins again and I am whole; flesh and bone and I breath in the air. I painfully sit up and see the shattered cup. The drop of liquid -- thin near-death for cleaning and droplets of my blood. My hand is still bleeding, I see it pump with my beating heart. Oh ...

It's a struggle to stand, but through tugging on objects and a desire ... I stand again. I'm dizzy as I pan around. I'm, not sure who I am, but I know this place. I see the table, the floor and a bottle. The bottle with a happy label and happier contents. I pick up the bottle and slosh the keen liquid around. I set it down, my friend and tap it lightly. "Death? Are you in there my friends?" "Yes", was the reply.

More steps, more steps across the floor ... the table. I collapse into a chair. Oh ... I hurt, l ike a man shot with a thousand arrows. I don't ever want to stand again, but I must. Push .. push ... push ... I lean against the table. The world spins and I wait for it to slow. It slows but continues to twist, turn and spin. I bang my way back to the bottle. In a rare feat of coordination, I carry with me a coffee mug. I don't know if it's empty.

Clump ... the mug finds it's way to the counter. In a sloppy move, I hit the glass by mistake and the lovely sinfuly drink spills, but none in the glass. I panic and pick up the bottle but it spins away from me. I sway and can't move fast. Flash! An idea comes ... I put the mug under the horizontal bottle. With luck, I tip it and mulled poison fills the cup.

Dear! Cup in hand, I fall onto my butt with a thud. I'm splashed, but much of it is in the cup ... mug, I no longer care about words. The world is spinning, twisting and I don't know my name.

My word is that a good drink!

When you want to do it, do it! (it's better not to read this)

I'm not really referring to not smoking, but that's a great idea to not smoke, but rather end one's life. So often, it being a selfish act anyway, persons try to get more attention that trying to commit to success. Oh, loook ... I'm going to email everyone that I just swallowed a buttload of pills (6) and will be dying shortly. Please don't try to stop me. I'll take the good time to TXT message everyone too. Now, if they want to really do it and injure no one else, then commit to it. There are many surer ways to go than to gobble pilss, only to end up with mild complications or vomit on your would-be death shroud.

There aren't any really good pills to ensure that your stomach doesn't revolt, so pills -- for most, isn't the most effective way. Taking a header off a very tall spot (6 stories, at least) generally is a good bet, when the ground is good and solid like concrete or highway. While I dismissed pills as, generally, a poor way to exit, I'm not discounting chemistry in the least bit.

For $25, you can really nastily go out burning, especially with a pool of gas (inhaling the fumes) holding onto a partially pushed llghter with doublestick tape. Upon passing out, the lighter is set and up your unconscious body goes. To burn up alive -- gruesome and most panic, trying then to put out the fire. By the time aid comes, the victim then regrets trying to live.

A far more effective chemical way would be to shelter yourself in a small area (don't leave anyone around to be killed after you or trying to save you). A hotplate with potassium cyanide (rat poison+) mixed with vaporous mineral spirits or rubbing alcohol and model glue should -- in 30 some minutes of exposure open your mind, collapse your lungs and terminate life functions. In the moments before passing, the person should have a short-lived conscious euphoria before entering subconscious nirvana then death.

+ better powdered or crushed. The particular ratio of solid to liquid may seem critical, but a good rule of thumb should be 1:2 or 1:2.6(3) solid to liquid. Because of the inert matter in the rat poison, the effectiveness isn't obvious until the chemicals are superheated into a vaporous state. Smoking directly prior to this process may inhibit the cynanide's uptake into the bloodstream through the lungs.

Wererabbit

If you like Wallace and Gromit, this falls in line with the other animated features, almost exactly. It wasn't a great movie, by any stretch and has no start to finish rewatchability, but .... due to the animation and graphics it is rewatchable nearly in its entirety. Considering the projected age level and background on Wallace and Gromit (no back story on scientific adataptations (thank goodness), I'd put it a 6.0. It might rank a bit higher, but some themes would be lost or boring to kids as a general rule.

Speaking to the self

I had a too-long conversation with my nephew today. His subject ... only subject -- himself. I listend, for rarely was I involved in the conversation -- monologuing. My only contribution was that I saved my other family from hours-long topic about him. I took the proverbial bullet this time. I spoke much to him on growing, developing ... on becoming a person, fat lot of good it did. In the end, I guess I spared my family some long, boring conversation anyway.

Rarely have a met a person so self-centric, whereas all else is lost and unimportant other than self. Sick.

Monday, September 25, 2006

Oil money matters, Thanks Jay

"Two hundred miles off the coast of New Orleans the largest oil reserve is believed to have been discovered. It could increase our reserves by 50 percent and be worth over $15 billion. This reserve could cut the price of gas by a penny!"
--Jay Leno  

And Owl (tangent story from a children's tale)

And Owl sat down to make fresh tear tea. With pot on lap Owl thought of many sad thoughts, each making him tearful and the drops rolled down his sad cheeks into the kettle. He thought of half-eaten cookies, wilted flowers, unmade popcorn. Within minutes, he kettle was half, but his tears stopped. Why, thought Owl. Why can't I cry anymore? He jostled the kettle and realized there was enough to make tea, but still -- sad as it was, Owl couldn't cry any more.

The howling cold wind beat against the windows, shutters clanking back and forth. Owl was glad to be inside. The wind growled and howled, smoke from the fireplace oven toyed with coming into the house. The once-pleasant fire now hummed and cowerd. "Go away wind", Owl chided. The wind did not obey.

"Go away wind, you're scaring me." Still the wind did not subside. Fierce was the wind, rain coming with it in sheets. Thunder strikes, lighning flashes; a scary storm indeed. The candle beside Owl flutters, shaking itself. Owl's chair was no longer comfortable. He drews the blanket up around his chin.

Bam ... bam bam bam! The door quivered at the hinges, something was attacking the door.

Bam bam bam bam bam ... creak. The door was now slightly opened.

Whoosh! The wind belched open the door, then drew it closed again. In that instant, Owl saw something that brought him fear; no, terror. He wanted to jump behind the chair. He wanted to shout, "go away", but he was too frightened.

bam bam ba -- the door opened again, something stepped in ... the candle went out. Owl screeched, for that's what owls do. Only this screech meant, "Get out! Get out now!"

Clump, clump, clump ... wet footsteps. Owl dared to peek. In the flashes of lightning and the now weak fire he saw a figure at the door. It "hmpht" then pushed close the door. The door latched closed.

Owl tried to sit still, but he was quaking so much that the chair was alive with fright. Before Owl could speak -- for he wanted to scream again, the thing; the figure spoke.

"Owl? Owl? Are you home?"

Shocked, Owl knew this voice, still he had trouble speaking. He managed a peep and a squirk, but nothing else. The figure walked wetly over to the fire which found it's courage again. The wind was even less angry now. Sizzling from the drops of water hissed from the bricks. The figure turned to the chair, clearly seeing a shaking and scared Owl.

"Owl", dismay in his voice, "why didn't you open the door? Didn't you hear me?"

"I did" murmured Owl, humbled by the figures accounting. "I just ... I", but then words escaped him.

"Why, you're shaking Owl. Are you that cold? I think it feels nice in here", Ferret cheerfully spoke.

At last Owl found some bit of luck and said something he liked, "I, uh. Hello Ferret. Nice to see you." After saying it, he felt foolish, but it soothed him enough that he stopped shaking. The small room now looked smaller with his friend there, but somehow -- it was warmer. A smile crept across his wet face. He then realized that he had been crying and his kettle was overfilled. Owl, feeling stupid again stood and shook Ferret's hand.

Ferret grabbed his hand and pulled Owl over for a hug. "You fool. What have you been doing? I see and feel your kettle. It doesn't feel hot and I don't (sniff, sniff) smell tea. Mind if I sit down?"

Breaking the hug, "Yes, yes Ferret, sit down. I'm sorry that I didn't", his shame mocking him, "open the door. You see, I wasn't ... the storm ... you, see?"

Ferret didn't, but he let it go. "Now then, what's you say he put the kettle on the fire, eh?" Ferret did just that and the gales of wind and storm struck again, but Ferret seemed deaf to it all, ignoring even the loudest crack of thunder. Owl, was not so brave and flutterred his eyes with each crack of thunder. Lightning wasn't fun for him either. He hated the whole bit of it.

In a short while of silence between the two, the kettle spoke up, whistling heat. "I'll pour", Ferret chanted as he grabbed two cups and the hot kettle. The brave fire not only heated the water, but also krinkled up higher and lit up two friends' faces. Ferret sniffled, then sneezed into the fire -- pzzzt, "sneezes sizzle, then, right", Ferret joked with Owl.

"Oh, right. Ha ha", Owl surprised with the conversation and the comical sneeze. He happily took the cup of tea from Ferret. "Hmm ... smells good. I needed this!"

"You? I traveled through all of that. I'm the one who's cold", it sounded to brash after Ferret said it, so he continued, "but it's nice being insdie. Hey, Owl. (sip) What kind of tea is this? It tastes kinda, I don't know ... sad."

"Oh, that. It's not the tea. You see, I've been crying ..." Owl told Ferret about all of the silly things that made him cry, but then found that he could think of more, far more. Things he thought now were frightfully sad. He didn't want to mention them, but he stumbled away and started listing them.

Ferret, bemused by the start was sniffling again, not because of the cold, but rather because he too, now, was sad. "My, my. Have you been carrying all that with you all this time? I mean, man! That's so much for one person."

Owl stopped. He took a breath and the tears he had while talking with Ferret were finally gone. He was out of them, totally. Though sad-tasting, Owl could now enjoy his tear tea. Ferret quickly composed himself again, no longer sniffling and swigged his tea quickly. While neither paid attention, the storm had slunk away, for it was not longer the center of attention. With spatters on the windows, it threatened to return some day.

-----------not quite done, but------------
Sadness, shared with a friend, can lessen the load and a friend can help and find you, even when not called.

Lebanese refugees I like

These don't follow Hezbollah or even know who they are. They are the companions -- pets and animals expelled due to warfare and strife. Animals don't work conventionally, but I think that America will take them!

The "comma", for those who haven't read it.

BLITZER: Let’s move on and talk a little bit about Iraq. Because this is a huge, huge issue, as you know, for the American public, a lot of concern that perhaps they are on the verge of a civil war–if not already a civil war–We see these horrible bodies showing up, tortured, mutilation. The Shia and the Sunni, the Iranians apparently having a negative role. Of course, al Qaeda in Iraq is still operating.

BUSH: Yes, you see — you see it on TV, and that’s the power of an enemy that is willing to kill innocent people. But there’s also an unbelievable will and resiliency by the Iraqi people…. Admittedly, it seems like a decade ago. I like to tell people when the final history is written on Iraq, it will look like just a comma because there is — my point is, there’s a strong will for democracy. (emphasis added)

.....
I understand the "thought" behind it was, a small pause, but that REALLY wasn't put together at all. Sadly, Arab war is much like the weather, though changing there is always weather; be it hot or cold cloudy or clear; there will always be war.

I'm afraid this is a battle you cannot win

George Bush's "comma" comment finishes a well-needed volume on things not to say while President. Co-co-author, Jim Jones Johnson, of the book, "How to Speak President Fluently" concedes that George contributed "quite a bit to the book" which only covers Gerald Ford to George W. Bush. "Actually, come to think of it ... Quayle added chapters in his own right George's recent comment just kind of added another flower on the frosting, as it were", mused Johnson. Other favorites were Clinton during the many scandals, 'denying equals lying' chapter compiled and edited by other co-author Carl Moorse.

The many authors of this book intend to venture abroad to cover other leaders in other free press nations, when they are granted access.

And he was

Joining the world of -- missing puppies and he was+ ...

Goodbye dear friend, Thunderheart. Your last months were unattractive, arthritis and little joy. Oh, but the joy you brought to others. You went camping, cooking, with girlscouts, boyscouts -- walking with others, defending them too. Your Halloween costume was never the same year to year. You put up with being used as a pillow, dress up doll ... makeup and nails painted. You got treats and handfed when a puppy and as an old man. You up and left to wander home -- walking at least 60 miles, foolish boy!

You were as much family as any, though Mom intermittantly let you have control of furniture. You barked at dogs, never acknowledging yourself as one. You let birds fly around you and ate spiders. Sweet boy, I'm sorry you died alone. You shouldn't and couldn't have lived forever, but you broke hearts when you died.

Bark in heaven ... your new home!
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Join all your bretheren; the meek, mild, small, and the wild. I know others proceeded you, others will follow. I've never allowed much of my grief an avenue, or opened the dam. I think soon -- my buried losses shall walk (Day of the Dead) coming back and I shall mourn.

In Thunder's passing, I reminded all too well that I don't vent when I should ... for others I have not fully grieved. I think I'm about all stocked up on sorrow.

+ from Talking Heads, "And She Was" a lighthearted song when I need levity.

anime review

Princess Mononoke is a mildly violent with some especially violent, yet second-blip visuals. The overall theme of peace and harmony with nature, after the 2.25 hours of film is generally lost on the viewer. The action scenes are well placed, but the long-winded artistic scenes are too frequent. In general, I would not let a child under 11 watch this with me. I would not let a child 11-13 watch this without me. I think, while visually stunning and designed for theater viewing, older kids would not be very entertained by it. As an adult, the temp needed to be picked up also. I think, overall, I would rank it 5.3 with scene re-watchability only.

Castle in the Sky was packed with more slapstick and more humor, though lacked kindness in many respects. The comic relief and would-be sidekicks of the protagonists are pirates; a dubious choice at best. "What is Milton trying to say; that being evil is more fun?"+ The visuals are stunning with early 80s feel mixed with 90s Poke'mon antics and highflying (also Love Hina). The message of compassion is more fluid and the evil is truly evil, with evil men dying -- bloodlessly. I guess ... if a person were to let their child watch Poke'mon, this wouldn't be too far a cry from there, with the notable exception that people die in this cartoon. The sound is so-so and the tempo is better than Princess Mononoke, but still slow. Since this was the second time I watched it (first time in bits), I would say that it has limited re-watchability with an overall ranking of 6.1 (the Japanese sound and sync much better than English).

+ Animal House

You don't see us waging

the kind of war "they're" contemplating.  They let us look, they do invite us, but the death it brings does not entice us.
 

Ramadan prayers

Evening prayer will be conducted nightly at 9 p.m. at the Islamic Center of [this city], [some city block] St., during the month of Ramadan. A time of fasting, worship and discipline recognized by more than 1 billion Muslims worldwide annually, Ramadan began at sundown Friday. Muslims believe that during Ramadan, the ninth month on the lunar calendar, Allah revealed the first verses of the Quran, the holy book of Islam.

....

Gosh, let me decide if I should be offended, then riot and burn down the place.  Oh, wait ... no, I'll not do that.  Dear city Muslims, please try hard to convince the extremists to stop killing.  Eventually it will come back upon you, those who aren't the slaughterers.

What they've always been

Thank you Scott Stantis of Prickly City for pointing it out for even more people.  Political parties are a joke.  The one common goal:  money and power, notthing else matters.
 
The comic street opposes two party-minded individuals; each staunch in their party, one democrat one republican.  Here, Carmen sadly sees the true beast:  "Republicrats", a realistic term.

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Originally made as racial slur (now, it's generalized)

Since the doctor said that I'm impotent, I thought I better dress impotent too.

Yes, I changed the original text to make this.

Focal point -- the future


berries
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
One of these lives has a future, the other does not. Which one is which and which will be chosen. Perhaps both are dead ends ... hanging there or to drop down and decay. They are, though, there.

rain web


rain web
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
Each one is a dream waiting to be realized or dried up in the heat and sun. Man, does that sound sappy! Okay, how about a spider cried it's five eyes out ... no, still bad. I got it! A man, fearful of public peeing couldn't go, then ... fountain!+

No, still not what I want. I got it ... glipses of what could have been, each its own reality. That's much better; yes.

+sprung from 40 Year-old Virgin

Muppet Matrix


Muppet Matrix
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
Though only long enough to roughly match the trailer for Matrix, it is much better than the movie, Matrix. Beaker, evil ... say it isn't so!

Fair Trade

We, at the CIA, are bound by rules and legalities preventing us from beating the unholy heck out of you, so we're going to take a flight to see the man in the red suit.  No, I don't mean Santa Claus.
 
From MSNBC, news report from Newsweek:
The el-Masri case underscores continuing legal threats facing CIA officials overseas despite last week's deal on a bill that would authorize the agency to continue using aggressive interrogation techniques. The White House says the measure is needed to provide legal protection for CIA officials accused of violating the Geneva Conventions. But the bill may do little to protect officers involved in "extraordinary renditions"—a practice under which the agency has flown terror suspects to foreign countries where they have allegedly been harshly interrogated.
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What's the deal?  The CIA has limits and bounds, but other countires don't have such.  So, when lawyers and "dis-United Nations" claim US abuse, what gives?  Why aren't the other nations bound by the laws ... oh, that's right -- they don't have constituions with a bill of rights.  Hey, world!  Either have bill of rights and stick by it, or shut up about the CIA.  I didn't hear too many tears about the 20 jerks in the UK taken before they were allowed to use planes in their attack.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Upswell then the downswing

There was a surge in my spam (collected both in suspect folder and known spam). It seems that the Moon is on the other side and has thankfully pulled the flow of crapmail away. Unlike the crapmail that I used to get via US Post. I called the 888 number to be taken off the list for junk credit card offers and my mail has dropped substantially. That is great news. Now, if they would just end it, the US could more than half its paper usage. Personally, I read the news, national, international and local online -- only. No trees were killed to make paper for me to read the news.

More channels in other nations

British Rave (looking much like MTV)

Japanese Punk Rock courtesy of SONY records
South Korean "Newkids on Block"?
Pakistani News
German Astrology
Czech Republic HD internet TV

(not quite Victor-y) Hugo

While some exteme people might call for a name change of Hugo Shove-azz (as in shove up his ass), he nonetheless has a brilliant speech writer. I read his Sept. 16th speech then the "devil" Sept 20th speech. While calling Bush the devil is, well, not politically correct, I think much of the speech was lost on those who expect "highlights" to be spoonfed to them.

He spent some of the main speech on declaring America (US) as imerialistic and truly that's what we exhibit. For decades the US has been viewd as the modern imperialists using economy rather than warfare to control, dominate, acquire. Appearances are important. Whereas Venezuela is less global though has a strong voice in oil prices. Some of the tangents were angst against the US.

Actually, his speech smacks of the speeches given by the US, declaring evil where "seen" and remarking countries as Axis of Evil ... truly no less inflamitory than "devil" spoken of Bush. Chavez merely chose the current President -- regardless of party or person. The US is a difficult country with whom to negotiate, Chavez made it difficult to understand the underlying point.

His domestic topics were more valuable, in that he noted still-present evil and those who escaped justice and tried to have him killed. Still others are holding him "caged" as it were. It naming them, while he is in power, shields himself more. He undoubtedly feels now safe from reprisal. In calling the biggest bully on the street a bad name, then shielding himself -- it's either a bluff or a dare. I would regard it as both.

The IN being moved somewhere else -- fine by me! Move it and the US can bow out of that bunch of money-grubbing persons calling for peace, war sanctions and troops, while denying graft and foulness within it self. There are still UN Peacekeepers extorting and buying sex from persons more especially underage children in exchange for the food that the areas are supposed to get for free.

The UN, as it is right now, can leave. Heck, put that thing in Iraq for all I care! If the UN would ever represent the values to which it calls, then -- Japan or the US would be the better choice as they've had stabler and more competent government; sorry Germany. I wouldn't push that on Britain as it would be regarded as a downgrade, like Howard Johnson's hotel instead of the Hilton Grand Resort. The UK has long been viewed as a puppet or shadow of the US, sad for them to be regarded as such -- lacking definition from the US, whereas the two nations are quite opposed on many things.

Chavez was right ... the US looks like a big bully and he wasn't the only one to call the US that. It's a darn shame that he is now going to gouge the US for oil prices because we demanded more oil ... no pay change, which we probably did. A better deal for the US is to get off the barstool and find a new energy source. We've had decades to do it!

The 70's oil embargo was a big hint to get out of oil, but we didn't do it. Kuwait again showed -- get out of oil, but we didn't do it. I say that the government make a play now and find a real energy source and we can stop trade with all of OPEC. That should be the lesson learned, not childishly banning Venuzuela, "he hurt my feelings". Just take the punch and move on. You just walk away, being not the bully, but the honorable (gaining respect through restraint).

unknown company


unknown company
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
Monster dot com showed this job posting for a, uh, well ... I don't know what kind of company it is. I guess "line noise" interfered -- ahahahahahaha!

For the ancient Shadownet crew, F-10'd their butt!

Racketeering


get more money
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
I'm still looking for a interim job, so I still hit a few sites posting. Here's something a little interesting on Career Builder. Perhaps I'm wrong, but it seems like coniving, wheeling & dealing and robbery.

If you pay Career Builder enough money, you might have your resume' seen more often. At $150, it better be every 5th resume' they see.

Friday, September 22, 2006

Scenes of the obscene

Here we see two common characters, the main boy living with balloon-chested middle and high schoolers and always "hungry" girl with something cylindrical always in her mouth.

He spies his "desire" pantiless, covered/fondled by fellow girl.

panties pulled down in accident, leading to naughtier scene (above)

Middle-schooler interrupts conversation by landing and sitting on boy's face.

Typical lunch in a circle trough made by superior, but duller girls.
Her chest is crushing his head, a girl's bottom is what you mainly see.

Room mate remarks on the situation.

First day of school ... 97 seconds into program and you see that it doesn't get any cleaner from here.
.............
While there isn't any full nudity, this whole show is so terribly wrong. The comic -- to say the least, drawings of the girls is rude at its base. Some of the girls are middle-schoolers (8th grade repeated stated) yet are sexually charged and active with some guy; the main male character. Middle-schoolers sex, wrong in America, should be globally wrong, despite it's over-the-top attempt at humor. It's animated and really appeals to too many of the wrong persons. I tried one episdoe to see if the dialogue could be wrong, but nope!

Touchet!

The Pope announced outrage that the Muslim nations are denouncing Christianity for the billionth or trillionsth time and has called upon on Christians to riot in the streets and attack Muslim symbols.  Like good Christians they took to the streets and burned up Muslim owned business to teach those infidels a good lesson.
 
Oh, wati, that's too Muslim, I think the Pope and Christians took the scoffing and madness in context and let it slide as it being their idiot way.  Christians could, though retalitate in such manner as those of the Arab Muslims and attack when a threat is rumored, thought about, dreamed, preceived, grapevined wrongly, real or complete bullcrap.
 
The quickness to riot leads reasonable people to believe that it's a reasonable reaction.

Iranq

Iraq + Iran = larger madness. I believe in 2000 I mentioned this trend, now it's coming together. Iranq, now hate is twice the size. To counter this, CIA has methods of gaining information. Some persons put together a list of don'ts that include typical military training challenges: loud noises (live fire traing, ever hear of that), extrmeme temperatures (typical), poor quality food, etc. Those are NOT torture. They are difficult, uncomfortable, sometime nasty when combined, but not torture. Ask a bum on the street, jobless, hungry/starving s/he suffers from loud noises, discomfort, extreme temperatures and weather, sleep deprivation. What? You say street "sleepers" suffer all of those things, yet no jerkwater lawyer is suing the federal government for letting it happen? How outrageous!

CIA: if you need to have torture defined to you -- step away. Electrical burning or high voltage use, 3rd degree burning, organ dysfunction, that sort of thing is bad. The whining from people about the living hell in Guantanamo sickens me, as the detainees are treated far more humanely than their American counterparts.

Back to Iranq, where there is no word by the Ayatollah sheik, speaking the words of Allah according to Garp, er, uh, I mean Mohammad. Remember women, respect the cattle, for you are below them. There is but one call, kill all non-Muslims; through peace and glory of Allah we shall vanquish enemies mercifully raping and killing infidels just like it says here in the book.

A larger hate-the-US-and-Western-civilization country, isn't really what the world needs. I do fear that for a short time, Iranq will exist, then split apart as it's based on hate and conquering. I guess they didn't allow people to study the history of Europe, eh?

hentai

of course it's aberant sexual practices, but applied to many "unworthy" things. I looked on the net for Wnnie the Pooh. Hentai was attached to Winnie, but how? When did Disney decide to go the "extra mile" and put Pooh in the forefront of nasty porn? Oh wait, some jerk did that. I see. Rubber chickens hentai? Are they mad ... I guess so. It's sure to get some people to go to your site, for sick reasons mixed with ill intentions. I'm gonna ask, no demand, "cut it out"!

Talents might be used later

From Smoking Gun, there's a crew that might use their apparel and mannurisms to good use in jail and prison. Hey! Is that a stolen item you got up there? I guess the cellmates were just that, cellmates. I wonder what kind of attractive areas there are in Kentucky for the likes of them. I'm happy they were caught, hopefully they were put into jail with their stolen goods (clothes) for interesting themes in county jail. I think there will be more than stolen kisses there.

Again waiting

for Society to get so ticked off with judicial system that they call for execution of the plainfully guilty. John Karr might be "scott free" to molest and dream of killing again. They misplaced the computer for evidence which may allow his sorry butt to be lose on the streets. Now, some might react to the police for misplacing it, but I put the blame on a society where they would ALLOW parole or life to an individual who openly molests children, keeps child porn and talks about killing kids. Why in the world would you stand up and defend him? If anyone wants that piece of crap alive, then THEY, and THEY alone pay for his existence. I'd just either dump him off in the center of Mojave cuffs and all or outright shoot him then and there. I dare you to come back to life!

I'm just wondering when society will have its fill of the "let him go" on technicalities. Allowing him to wander free is a VERY BAD precident for other molesters and keepers of child porn. Without a market, things die. If there wasn't a market for child porn, there wouldn't be any available. The world should take a small pox approach to this global problem. Within 2 decades, that disease was all but removed from the planet.

400 of NOTHING

I was at MR's last night, he pays tons monthly for high-end cable. I got a chance at "the wheel" and after looking at the 400-600 channels, absolutely nothing. Not a friggin' thing! I would not want a boat like that!+ He's paying buttloads for crap they consider entertainment. What a joke / waste!

+Veruca Salt on Willy Wonka & and Chocolate Factory

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Fatso to Snake (on B.C. comics by Johnny Hart)

I was looking for Halloween music for kids and my search was, "Trick or Treat". I got the usual this, that, and the other thing, but little that I wanted or knew existed. I did see the listing of, "Frankenstein Drag Queens From Planet 13; story of Trick or Treat Pete". What is the heck is that? What's it doing there? Why would ANYONE be looking for it? Why was it made?

No, no. I really don't want answers. Just like the guy who dragged a woman to death, leaving a mile-long bloody trail on the road -- victim dying of asphyxia/strangulation rather than blood loss. I guess it was better to die that way than by the dragging. Would I ask the guy a lot of questions, no. I'd walk him to the scene of the crime and add another body, his. This then would end the process. Could there be a doubt that he is guilty, no.

Like Fatso, I'd aggressively hunt down the snake and bash it apart with my club -- not neanderthal but primative human extinguishing the thing with extreme prejudice. Please, don't infect the young, that's what I'm asking here. The adult welcome their own misery, but the young shouldn't have it forced upon them. The "song" itself sounds almost fun, if you don't know what a drag queen is.

Alpha Bravo Charlie

Monkeyjack called me, since we have not spoken for weeks now -- not hostile, just never called each other. Anyway, he and his family are over their illness, though his wife was again mildly ill with something else. More to the point, Charlie, his son, wanted to talk with Uncle [me]. There was enough background noise that we were about talking in a concert. Conversation was a challenge, but nice. I tried prompting him, but got only mild feedback.

At one point in time, the pauses were as classes; long and seemingly pointless. Ah, I reasoned, they were home and good friend TV cartoons ensnared hiim. I was a nuisance thereafter. Monkeyjack eventually interceeded and got the phone back. We bade goodbye. What I did find out, while Monkeyjack hasn't had time to bloody well do much, is that his business seems to be fine ... he's marrying again (this time to company) and that a "beloved" large fish passed away.

He declared on the mountaintop that he was not bowling this year! He regarded the cost and payout (end of league and entertainment value - cost of going and eating and drinking) were not worth it. He considered, within a year or more to join a macho-competitve league that offered more challenge than "candy-ass" as he called it.

I won't bowl -- I won't do it.

Neighbor chat

While one couple of neighbors generally are aloof, their children are more outgoing. The daughter grins and laughs bunches, but rarely speaks with me. Yesterday was an exception. She completed, what might be considered a paragraph. It was after I was her audience on her wonderful bicycling back and forth down the street. She's young and not allowed to travel far -- thankfully set limits by rational parents not sending their child to areas to-be-abducted. Since I had a one-sided conversation with her while she rode, she obliged me a short happy-thoughts session before going in with mommy and brother for hot chocolate. She said bye and waved happily to me. I could see in her eye and actions that, while mommy put away the bike, that she wanted to do a cartwheel on the front lawn. That'd be great since, she's four.

It came upon a midnight clear.

MR spoke with me briefly about a person (special) recently diagnosed with a sleeping disorder. While I won't go into any other details there, I'll now type about ME!

In a loom of dreariness, I thought, maybe, just perhaps, sleep means a little bit more+. I wonder if my poor sleep patterns and restlessness might indeed be short-lived sleep disorder. I have tried chemistry only to find disappointment. I know that stress -- ever-lurking is a great satan (advesary) to my rest. Sans job, stress isn't packing up and leaving anytime soon. I have been resting more lately -- quality. I think the sleep has helped me reason a bit better and type in a ... dare I say, legible, readable manner. If only I were in control.

+ paraphrased from How the Grinch Stole Christmas

not-so Fantastic Four (adult themed content)

For background, not nearly as crass Randal, I worked at a video store for a while. The store, owners changing thrice, had a porn section for years. The funny thing there was the range of creative titles, though doubtless stupid films in all. There was Who Reamed Rosie Rabbit, When Harry Ate Sally (this was acutally at another store, but applies), Edward Penishands, and others. I think you understand the segue between hollywood releases and the $9 productions+.

I couldn't immediately sleep last night and thought -- Jessica Alba hottie (until she applies make up, then looking like Bozo -- yuck!) in Fantastic Four. That movie stank! I then, in my near-REM mind thought, hey! Well, it didn't stop at hey, but then rude Fastastic Four (some). The one and only woman has two powers -- invisibility and force fields (telekinetically-based). Why would she need to be invisible, because of course she's the only female! She's hiding from the three super powered horny bastards. In the porn industry, incest isn't tabboo, but in my thinking -- inarguably criminal and sinful. I therefore, extinguished the incest factor of brother and sister.

Anyway, you could quickly put together in your creative mind, if you have one, the powers of "The Thing", Johnny "The Human Torch (he's hot?)", and a man who can stretch any and all parts of his body. The more subvertive, maniacal writer might exchange powers between roles, making one man invisible capable of force fields, then the woman capable of stretching (engulfing) any body part, or any other combination.

I don't rent movies, other than from the library and from Netflix (for the folks, as they like British murder mysteries). I therefore, haven't been in a place to see the new-handsome titles of the adult-film industry. This does, however remind me that in my weak attempt to acquire a version++ of Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith, I was surprised that the familiar 20th Century Fox logo was missing. I skipped to the one-third or halfway mark to see -- WHOA!

Those aren't Sith, nor stormtroopers, nor Jedi, nor anything of the kind. There was, I guess, sickening force. Why would someone re-label porn? It wouldn't be likely that some person would look for Revenge of the Sith in a secretive way of finding new porn with a "college" setting; not a lick of space scene it in.

What I did see in the 2 minutes of FasForward+++ that I did see before using the Death Star's "cleaning" method were really sick sexual practices. I dare say that I would truly wonder about a woman who favored some of what I viewed. Gosh -- that sure does turn me on, a threesome or foursome--one woman and more mess and gore than end-of-shift KFC kitchen cleaning. It will take a bit of time to clear it from my mind. I did type that I did watch 2 minutes out of curiosity, but gross it was. It was a bad call!

+ porns, from the video store I worked so long ago, cost the company $9 each, yielding profit beginning with the 4th rental.
++ no other details will be given
+++ I watched all of Matrix III; which was worse than Matrix one, which I DESPISED, in FF. Look, it's not like the dialogue kept you on edge, gripped with suspense or academy award winning, nor pinocchio metamorphosis from carboard to three-dimensional living being. There were cutout doll actors in a failed sock puppet play.

I never knew such a critter existed

If you are traveling about and have your furry companion(s) with you, then you probably want to know where you can stay. I found this, in a daft attempt to find something different. I was trying to find the animal resort, where the animals are the ONLY guests. In some places they have, not only deluxe accomodations, but also TV. I'm sure sure how large of areas each are given, and truly some non-den animals would rebel and reject such offers. Other animals -- crate trained, typically respond better, especially when they are given "options" for food -- in "owner" provided or facility-provided.

Anyway, the site posted lists places that allow animals (I think generally fur-bearing typical ones), ie: dogs, cats or smaller vermin that remain in cage at all times. Birds, I believe generally are an exception -- messy, noisy, and now with avian flu a definite tabboo. Repiles and Arachnids are always on the low list of acceptabiliy, namely shorter precidence on companionship. Dogs and cats have been companions for years -- dogs more so and longer.

It's just neat to know that if you wanted a place to stay in the US or abroad, there are places that allow your companion the comfort that you have.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Second year I missed it!

I didn't go this year to my preferred Van Wert Fair excursion in Van Wert, Ohio. There (4-H and other groups have 1 week there) on the campgrounds. I have only ever been there on the weekend, but there are side games, critters galore, farm stuff and horse races, as well as fair rides, food, crafts (for display and for sale), where some youths are recognized for their raising of crops, livestock or even art.

In all, I like this place, for -- I can be entertained for no expense, except for parking $5. I could buy refreshments -- lemon shake up, ice cream, lamb, gyros, brats, burgers, chicken, peanuts -- "rat's smorgosboard"+, but could be equally entertained by seeing livestock I never normally see, including rabbits, piglets, sheep, lamb, calves, goats, burrows, ponies, mink, roosters, wild turkeys (not the drinks), etc. It's on a very large fair grounds, including a full-size horse derby track, where they do race. The grounds are about (maybe) twice that of good ol' Allen County's'.

It was always the signal, the shift from summer to fall for me. I hate not being there. When I did attend school, there was the first four days of school, then Labor Day weekend -- where family and I would go. My neices have been there and liked it -- for the critter menagerie also. They were equally keen on the over-priced, but carnival-only food. My one bad experience with the food was a soup that was served at around 150 degrees Fahrenheit. Why would anyone serve soup that hot? Hint -- if it melts container and/or plasticwear -- it's too blinkin' hot!

+ Charlotte's Web

Novelty saves it's life

Cute little four-legged chicken is marveled by owners, who have decided to keep it as a pet.
"I'm a freak ... I freak! I'm strange -- I wanna die!"
Relax Wilbur, you're "I wanna die" speech would come moments before the "I wanna live" speech. Do you know what happens to chickens?

No.
They're beheaded, plucked of feathers, gutted then cooked and eaten.
"I wanna live!"
Okay, okay, now Wilbur. We don't need a spider in the corner to tell them you're SOME CHICKEN. Thankfully you have four legs to prove that! You're gonna be okay. You'll live up to the ripe old age of 7, then be buried and dug up by raccoons or oppossums and devoured in partial rigor mortis.

You might, by chance, be mated repeatedly with potential mutant roosters, for more "unique" or "freaky" poultry of your calibur. You'll be an X-chicken egg-laying fool, but loved.

so friggin' funny

Man! This guy makes me look smart! I think, however, I'd be a slightly better stunt co-ordinator. He's just a testosterone fool -- wanting, desperately to show manliness. I did this kind of stuff when a teen, with NO witnesses. It's a fool kind of thing. Wise men say ...

More news

Sex offender back before jury again

Alleged victim is impaired, won’t testify By Dionne Waugh The Journal Gazette

Jurors began hearing testimony Tuesday during a trial for a man accused of sexually assaulting a woman with developmental disabilities who a judge said does not have to testify. Todd L. Anderson, 31, of the 4600 block of Weisser Park Avenue, is charged with attempted criminal deviate conduct, attempted rape, sexual battery and being a habitual offender. Anderson, a twice-convicted child molester, is accused of touching a 26-year-old woman sexually and trying to have sex with her as she waited for her aunt to pick her up Aug. 28, 2005.

During the first day of a scheduled two-day trial, Allen County Prosecutor Karen Richards said the victim had the mind of a child in the body of an adult. “She does kindergarten-level math. Her reading and writing is like a first-grader. She functions as a 6- or 7-year-old child level,” Richards said. “She is, for all intents and purposes, a child.”

The woman, who has an IQ of 52, also suffers from cerebral palsy, which causes her speech to be slurred. A judge ruled that because of her mental state, the woman is a protected person and does not have to testify. The woman cannot understand something as abstract as an oath, Richards said. Richards said the evidence will show that Anderson, who’d known the victim for a long time, lured her into a backyard about 9 p.m. where he partly undressed her and tried to assault her.

“But for the fact that they were interrupted, he would’ve had sex with her,” Richards said.

Someone flipped on a backyard light, she said, which caused Anderson to run away. Defense attorney Mitch Hicks told the jury that Anderson, who has a ninth-grade education, knew the woman well enough to understand her gestures. Anderson told police he did not know she was legally disabled, Hicks said.

“He knew she had problems, but he didn’t know she could not give consent,” Hicks said

Anderson pleaded guilty in Allen Superior Court in November 2003 to child molesting for fondling an 8-year-old girl in December 1999. He was originally convicted in that case in May 2002 of child molesting and being a habitual offender, and sentenced to 20 years in prison. However, the Indiana Court of Appeals overturned the conviction because there were no other witnesses or medical evidence to corroborate the girl’s testimony.

In 1992, Anderson was convicted of criminal sexual conduct in White Pigeon, Mich., that involved a 6-year-old girl.

……..

Thankfully they got this guy who preys on children. His claim of "didn't know" might pan out to 9th grade jurors, but I hope that the jury consists of other persons as well. I will, however, note that Mitch Hicks (his attorney) clearly has run afoul, with a get-my-client-out-of-responsiblity-any-way-I-can attitude, really should be charged with aiding known felon. As for his client -- may his hell start now!

.......

Give That Man a Prize

If confessed murderer Daryl Keith Holton gets his way, on Tuesday he will become the first prisoner to die in Tennessee’s electric chair in 46 years. Holton, who confessed to murdering his three young sons and his ex-wife’s daughter within hours of shooting them to death with a semiautomatic assault rifle, is scheduled to be executed because he quit appealing his death sentence. He also chose the electric chair over the state’s preferred method of lethal injection.

+ When I use the phrase, "Give that man a prize", it is for, albeit late, suicide. I despise his crime, but applaud his way out -- though self-hanging in jail or stabbing himself would reallycheapen his death. I'd get him a guillotine, if I thought he'd use it.

Happy to be Wrong

Woman was reuinited with kidnapped daughter. The apprehension of the perpetrator was aided by a sister-in-law, who was right enough to stop the crime from continuing. For her efforts, I'm sure the mother will be eternally grateful. The abductor, was as many suspected -- distraught woman who (as thought barron) recently miscarried. This might, and I mean might, lead researchers into chemical aid to women suffering post-partem depression, as this can be a wicked experience with varying degrees and duration. It was, thankfully unsuccessfully, tried as a reason that a Texas woman drowned her four/five children, dragging one screaming to his death. My remark simply there, notpost-partem depression, but rather evil wrapped in "insanity".

Gosh -- I'm so insane, I'll have to live a reasonably sane life, never seek counseling and raise all these kids. I'm very smart and can ... wait a moment, I've an IQ of about 94 with some education. I'm not clever at all. Hey, you gotta believe me, I'm mad and hid it well!

Anyway, I guess this will lead to nothing, but perhaps, with enough crime cases shown, society will about burst with crap and decide that enough is friggin' enough! If you see crime -- stop it! That should be the new policy.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Not for a career, but for the discounts ...

I started an online app for Best Buy (or what I throughout my blogs and hereafter will refer Worst Buy or WB for the markup is ridiculous -- oil baronesque). I started the form and they give you a reference ID like for taxes, in case there is a fault somewhere in the process. I thought, okay, whatever. I stopped at page, 50 (or 500 for all I know). It is the worst piece of crap interface I have ever, bar none, ever used. It is almost one window (tab) per page. I'll go back to it soon, but thought if I ever do get hired, I could get some sweet discounts. I'd use it as a weekend/evening job.

I'd be the 40 year-old, non-virgin working at an electronics store. I don't have a fixation on a woman who dumped me, nor an "agreement" with my fiance'/girlfriend, nor am I as crass as an ass, so I guess I am Jack. I saw no female management, so I'd be scared if I was approached as a ***k buddy.

It's just a thought. I'm sure some of you might bump into me thinking, hey ... "What would YOUpay for a 50" plasma TV" or something like that. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge ... know what I mean?

Say no more!

How to scare someone without really trying

On some jobs board, there was a listing for "assisting with young female with disabilities". I called the number and I think the woman about crapped right there. Stammering for a way, she implied that she was, uh ... looking for, um, female ... I have like it narrowed down to a few people.
(Me) So, you have a short list. [here I was trying to give her a graceful out]
Yes, that's right.
(Me) Okay then. Thanks.

It later reminded me of Goldie's comment, "Kayla. You don't have to be afraid. [my name] likes little girls." This, of course, left everyone laughing, sweet Goldie didn't first put it together. "Oh! I didn't mean like that!"

Monday, September 18, 2006

Mel Gibson in ...

The Passion of the Hate. Oh, wait, that's not right. Lethal Words 5, no .... 3 bottles and a little Nazi; still not right. 7 Drinks of Highly Inflamitory Speakers. "Rolling down the street smoking mary, sippin' on gin, hate Jews. Laid waste. With my mind on my money and my money on my mind."

Now, every Mel Gibson-starring movie has rewatchability, where can you spot the predujice/bigotry?

Right there! Did you hear it? Right there! He said it again! He's making schwastikas with his fingers. Since he's not American Indian, I'll suspect it's not a peace/life sign (or the plains Indians ankh).

prediction, about which I hope I'm wrong

There is a "big" story -- or rather a topic about which the media discusses ad nauseum, kidknapped baby, 9 days old. The mother was visciously attacked, the baby stolen. The mother said that she didn't know the attacker. I would guess it was a cult thing and that the baby will not be found ... or found alive.

--- as far as another story ----
There was a 14 year-old kidknapped for days (nearly two weeks), not treated as kidknapping. She got a hold of the perp's cellphone and txt messaged her mother, which lead to her rescue. Now then ... the perp had several bunkers he built to elude police, white male; victim hispanic female ... (generally the rule is sexual predators TEND to stay within their own "race"). What's disturbing is: why was she never listed as kidknapped or that as a possiblity? The aunt they had made a simple statement in distress, relief that her neice was rescued, "Any child should be listed as kidknapped when missing". I won't agree to that, but after a certain number of days, missing is correct and unless there are indications that she'd leave/run away, then law enforcement should consider abduction as a possiblity.

In the second case, the perp has a very tall neck, whereupon hanging him until dead might prove a problem. ("I can't hangs 'em. The one's got no neck and the other one's too light to hang")+ I suggest killing that ass in the same woods he had bunkers and promptly return the biomass to the planet for re-absorption. "I promise I won't kill you, until I get your confession." "That's not very reassuring." ++

"We're going there to kill them, right? Not to study, not to bring back, but to kill them." +++

He's being charged with many things including sex crimes, so ... we know why he abducted her, as if I couldn't have guessed that. I quite frankly don't see the point in processing the person, with paperwork.

"Wait! You don't need that! I'll give tell anything you want!"
"Of course you will."++++

+ Ren and Stimpy
++ based on dialogue from Princess Bride
+++ Aliens
++++ Raiders of the Lost Ark

more Celebrity fiction

If they were to remake Arthur, I would suggest Johnny Depp for two reasons: his playing a drunken pirate has given him able experience in doing a drunk, and also that I'm not interested in seeing Arthur Redeux or a Johnny Depp movie (with helpful additions by Tim Burton). George Clooney would be a good bet, but he lack physical comedy.

celebrity fiction

Announcing evolution of the toy. Moving from the shelf, Tickle Me Elmo, there should be Tickle me: celebrity name here. I would choose Tickle Me Kari Byron, or Tickle Me Angie Harmon. No, no, no. Although it's for Christmas, these are for adults. Ask Santa for yours today!

giggle, giggle, giggle

Pope's fiasco

Look, it was a lovely piece of fish and all I said was, "this meal is fit for Mohammad". [stoning ensues].

Hold it! Hold it! No one and I repeat, no one is to throw any stones until I blow this whistle. Even, and let me make this absolutely clear, even if they mention the name, "Mohammad" [stoning ensues]

......... next itme up for bid ..........
I saw a MSNBC discussions on Guantanimo Bay detainees and their treatment. What they were bellyaching about was far kinder than some prisoners receive. I submit: loud noises, extreme temperatures, sleep deprevation, poor quality food (not the case here) are all standard in the course of captivity and warfare. They are allowed to exercise religion, in prayer five times daily toward Mecca, which in their world heracy is met with death. Prisoners would meet no such guarantee of prayer if they were American.

To this, an American general or seargent remarked that the Taliban and Al-Quada didn't take many prisoners, favoring to behead them (noting many videos of prisoner executions).

I think if they want something about which to complain, then the US should be obliging, starting with denial of prayer time ever, denial of legal services (for none would be granted with a role reversal). We could, but shouldn't , also behead a few on video for failing to provide reasonable information.

Mood lighting


ball of flames
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
The only question was ... what was the mood? "I don't want to set the world on fire."

A moment away


things found in web
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
I found this on my short trip for soothing, cooling photography. Apparently the spider either was dead or didn't care that this beetle was snacking on a stored prey item in the web. It makes sense that there would be prey theft in the insect world, I just had never thought about it.

Sleestak?


Gorn karaoke
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
No, Goran, but he's with us tonight to sing a very special very of "Diamonds Are Forever". I couldn't help but want to capture the moment from this intentionally serious Star Trek episode, "Arena" with one of the silliest looking aliens.

Kirk narrowly escaped. His big error was trying to kick the very slow opponent. The "zzzz" ing and, "Stop running. I will be merciful .... quick". He also laughs with a "zzzz" sound.

By the way, Sleeslack was from Land of the Lost 70's Saturday morning show.

business card


business card
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
Friends sent Mom a homemade wreath. I just thought that I'd plug their business for what it's worth.

Wreaths by LeMi

Great advice

Lord, Keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth.

Gone missing

Looking for jobs on Monster and Regionalhelpwanted I found absolutely nothing on the 17th. How is that flippin' possible? Not a single job posted for 50-100 miles of my zip. I can't believe that the records department got that right. Anyway, disappointment!

Menard's simple

Hat's off to Menards Hardware for making a return the fastest, easiest ever. I can't remember or think of a faster exchange. They took the item, scanned, credited credit card all within 2 minutes, without a question as to why it was returned. That, my friends, is a great simple policy. The part returned didn't fit and made it impossible to use other, more important items. So, thanks Menards!

more about "jobs"

General OPEN INTERVIEWS

 

Retail Customer Service associates and managers: A local retail company will be conducting open interviews for our store in Bluffton, Huntington and Fort Wayne. The interviews will be conducted on Wednesday, Sept. 20 from 10:00 to 5:30 p.m. at the Hilton Garden Inn, [specific location removed].  A fun family atmosphere awaits qualified candidates. Previous customer service experience a plus and management experience is not necessary.  We offer a competitive salary, full benefits, 401K and bonus plans. Come join us and see what we're all about. We look forward to meeting any interested candidates.

.....

It's a company so trustworthy, we'll not name it.

.....

Security

STS SECURITY
Now Hiring Armed Officers for all shifts. Must have valid Gun Permit. Apply at:

 

-- "All I know, is that I finally get to shoot somebody.", Stripes

Sunday, September 17, 2006

When you're old, you're old

If you can recognize all or any of the computers or pictures shown, you are old. Sadly, I'm old.

UAW

For lack of a different union offer, as part of my job acceptance to one job -- I joined UAW. I didn't mind that the union stablized wages, but I thought it odd -- considering what I did. In my several union jobs, I found that too often, unions protected the ill-suited for real work. I would suggest that 20-60 % of those "protected" by unions were indeed incapable of holding a different job. Moreover, fighting companies to get them to pay wages and benefits for a "deisel fitter"+ that exceeded medical practioner's salaries was unreal. I'm glad that it finally (decades later) comes back to bite them in the ass. The question the media hasn't asked, are the dues staying the same or increasing? That is the right question.

Ford purging jobs after GM purges jobs; odd. No, not really odd -- just late in coming.

+ joke about a man getting a higher pay for a skilled job, not recognizing a line inspector for panties, "deze will fit her"

pat response

Politicians everywhere are stating, "I had my doubts when I stood in ovation clapping the military strike into Iraq". I clearly was mislead with misleading information, some of which I can't expose due to national security. I can condem the war in Iraq and put Bush on a spike. My comrads and I are rally against anything that popularity polls indicate is negative and jumping on board with the positive.

Yeah, war was bad idea. Yeah! Bring our boys home (when we're successful and look good), yeah! Social Security reform -- yeah! We don't have to have solutions, we only have to underscore the negative. It's Comedy Central's roast of George W. Bush; where most of both parties (this time unlovingly) roast him for things unpopular and overplayed by the media.

The rats leap from the cat (Bush) and deny any involvement. And thus ... the cat, having lost the race forever chases the rat. (Chinese astrology based on the great animal race to cross the river. The rat rode on the cat's back and leapt off at the last minute finishing 12th -- there were only 12 places allowed).

I don't like politics. I rather view myself as Rah from Plattoon, pointing out to Taylor that he came in admiring Barnes for the longest time, only now to try to crucify him. In the movie, Barnes died, Elias died, Taylor was injured terribly including burns, and Rah remained ever angry, ever ready.

Guy who can't shoot basketball, shoots anyway

Pittsburgh, PA: 5' 8" man shoots college kids/men who play basketball. I think, ultimately, it was jealousy as the short man couldn't slam dunk. His victims got slammed but didn't duck. In the end, no racially motivated crime here. There was an argument, ending in shooting. The shooter ran off into the foggy morning, hidden for no one to find.

F&*^&#$@$!$&*^*&$^#((*&^^&^*^*@^#@*^*@!

JOB!
MONEY!
RELATIONSHIPS!

I smited the lovely lamb with my hate. The lamb was my soul.

Ich bin sour

I cannot find a smile. I am angry and can't vent. What I want to die is my anger. I hate it! Damn do I hate being pissed -- no vent, just eat the anger and let it digest, hoping it will pass. There are too many things to name. It isn't the little things -- the main issues are aching me.

I burn.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Castle walls are hip again

If you thought the dark ages were over and long ago, then think again! Bagdad is getting its own wall. The US wants to build one at the Mexican border. I'm sure other nations will follow, keeping up with the Joneses. The theme here is not East Berlinish, keeping the populace in, but rather keeping the untouchables out. I think, if given a choice, the US should wall up all of LA, California. Yep, that would be okay!

I also think that they could have some plasma screens or something advertising for products available online at stores, so the unwanted to still spend money in your country/city/region, but not infect it with their presence. Come, buy here, just don't stay. Thank you, Management.

term: pulled a boner

Perhaps it means something embarassing. Imagine a guy at school, when for a good reason or no good reason at all -- broing! You dare not stand and if the bell rings, well, you've suddenly discovered a page needing erasing (for time to elapse). The mistake was being a guy -- with everpresent ideas of sex and women.

In my mind, I'm thinking of Yoda commenting, "Obi Wan has lost a planet. How embarassing. How embarassing."

photo smart

I brought in a CD with pictures to make a quick print for family. The picture isn't what's important, but the prompts at the self-service were. After using the CD, it asks at the end if I would like to make a picture CD. Uh, would it have been too costly to put in a couple lines of code to eliminate that?

by accident

I was at Walgreens today, making a purchase at the counter, when I mentioned to the saleswoman there that there was an oddity on a picture they had showing. She leaned over to examine the picture, I turned away from the picture to see that she was looking at it and ... cleavage. It wasn't intentional. I feel so ashamed because it was unintentional. If I had wanted to see, I would have put forth more effort. I happen to know who she is because of where I get my hair cut. She is the bi-polar daughter of a woman who works at the "salon/gallery". The saleswoman also has a child. I believe that she's still living with some guy, though unmarried.

Popeye's down day

So, they traced down the ill farm with e-Coli and laid down napalm, and it was good. And then they laid down more napalm and found that it was good, and rested. A second group wanted to know why there was e-Coli, but there wasn't much left of anything to examine, so they rested.

Spinach farmers gathered today to file for government tax abatement from a really bad year. The good news is that there weren't any advertisements that needed pulled for there are about 30-70 ratio of people who like to those who don't like spinach. You can't con people into liking it.

Popeye's chicken was unaffected except for the quasi-intellectuals who pieced together only parts and fragments assuming that Popeye's sold spinach. To-be fried chickens could only dream of an avian salvation. Disease would only bring about death in another manner. In retrospect, the chickens fried at Popeyes were overly soaked in oil and fat and killed more people than is calculated.

What's interesting is the biological processes of transmission and carrying of bacteria in crops such as spinach. I know that some plants and crops absorb heavy metals, but keeping e-Coli in stasis is, well ... new to me. I thought that it wouldn't be viable after a short time.

impressed with ziploc


impressed with ziploc
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
What happens when you overfill a plastic container, then freeze it? Well, this is one possibility. I found this in the freezer and cooked it for the folks. It was frozen chili. I liked the smoke and steam while it cooked, adding to the mystique of the shot.

Here's a little Ditty, 'bout John Chapman

While many people become legends after their deaths, John Chapman, born in Massachusetts on September 26, 1774, was a legend in his own time. Known throughout Indiana, Ohio and Illinois as Johnny Appleseed, John Chapman began his travels at the age of 18. Here are some interesting facts about this unique individual.

John did not randomly scatter apple seeds in the wilderness, rather he planted nurseries of apple trees with fences around them for protection from livestock.

He had a business plan. When Johnny traveled on, a willing neighbor would care for the nursery and sell trees on shares. Johnny would return in a year or two to check the nursery and collect his earnings.

Johnny died near Fort Wayne, Indiana, after traveling the wilderness for nearly fifty years.

Before his death he tried to give his wealth to the needy. However, Elizabeth, his sister, inherited over 1200 acres of nurseries worth millions even then.

Each year in mid-September the Johnny Appleseed Festival is held at the Johnny Appleseed Park in Fort Wayne near his grave.

Friday, September 15, 2006

Spam, then my commentary

From:Mike Johnson
RUE 25 MACCORY
ABIDJAN-COTE D'IVOIRE.
WEST AFRICA

Dear [recipient],

My name is Mike Johnson from Sierra Leonian. I am 20 years old and a student. Please I would
like you to assist me as urgent as you can,before they kill me.My father is a wealthy cocoa
merchant.Trouble began early last two year when my father's associates began suspecting that my father is not givingn proper accounts of all the tonnes of cocoa being cultivated by local
farmersn in some villages.

This mistrust deepens between Oct-Sept, 2004 when they discovered avery large some of money my father deposited with a Bank here in ABIDJAN-COTE D'IVOIRE (FORMALLY IVORY
COAST in West Africa. As a result of this discovery and the envy on the money he was poisioned by his associates.At his hospital bed ,he revealed to me the reasons of his sickness and directed me where to get the documents of the said deposit which he made on my name as the next of
kin,being the only child.He dvised me that in case he die, that I should not stay in this
country Sierre Leone because his associates will equally kill me hence my mother had died five
years ago of breast cancer.

He also instructed that if he dies, I should look for a foreign partner who will help me to transfer the money out of this place (Abidjan Cote d'Ivoire), to his account and the person will help
me to invest the money in that country. Based on this, I had to contact you
bearing in mind that you will be humane enough to protect my life. My father finally died on the 5th of june,2005 and since then, I was out of school and went into hiding because
of my father's asociates. All the relevant documents of the $8.000,000.(Eight Million United States Dollars) that was deposited in a Commercial Bank by my late father, are with me now.

I will give you 15% of the total money, if you can help me transferring it into your Account, for onward investment in your country. Please contact me immediately with the above E-mail address and include your telephone and Fax numbers to enable me send you all necessar
documents asregards the money before they kill me. It is a risk free transaction.

I'm waiting for your urgent reply.

Best regards.sincerely,


Mike Johnson

............
"I went into hiding", so that's why he's typing it! It also explains why he correctly spells words in one place and then incorrectly in other places. "Sierra Lionan ... of the said documents", wow! I can imagine so many other nation using these phrases. Gosh, I should honestly trust some one I don't know who has the name, "Mike Johnson" who is a Sierra Lionan; with this "risk free transaction". Yeah, I'll hop right on that. I guess he got the idea from the Nigerian prince.

Why Africa? I suppose because it is a technological island; isolated and a very large continent with many nations -- generally poor and in turmoil. I can imagine a Madagascar prince emailing from the thriving metropolis' there, or, hey, how about rich Ethiopia with thriving kingdoms and stable government. I guess they need to find a fast track to infomercial purchasers.

girl who was so stupid

I was in love with a girl who was so stupid
She said she got shot by some guy cupid
I said I don't care about that
Now let me take shot on that
I was in love with a girl who was so stupid

used eharmony, lovematch, dates dot com
all my dates turned out to eventually bomb
game and charm, money, fame
in the end, it's just me to blame

I was in love with a girl who liked to show me
But what I really wanted her to do was blow me
She'd tease me day and night
and that would make us fight
I was in love with a girl who liked to show me

used eharmony, lovematch, dates dot com
all my dates turned out to eventually bomb
game and charm, money, fame
in the end, it's just me to blame

I was in love with a girl who was a baker
When she made a lot of noise she was a faker
Variety is the spice of life
She said she'd never be my wife
I was in love with a girl who liked to show me

inspired by Girl on LSD by Tom Petty

do homework


do homework
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.
I was supposed to do what? I think in school I had a few of these pages, useless save for humor. So, like, this isn't going to help my grade, right?

runners up

"Today the Democratic and Republican primaries were held all across the country. So far, it's evenly split between those who forgot to vote and those who chose not to vote."
 --Conan O'Brien  

IHOP sign

French Toast
Fantasy
Now Hiring

Okay... what does that mean?

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Bitchin'!

I wanna boycott because it makes noise! What a load of BS! This is a crowning example of where NAACP really fails to make itself credible. If they would look at the numbers, there is no real reason to throw a fit. Then F 'em, don't build there and let them exercise atrition onto their "constituents". What a ruddy bother, why put forth the time to type it? Oh, look ... they started using blue ink in the newspaper, that must be racially motivated.

madness course 101

I've been with thousands of beers, throughout all these years
....
I keep drinking and peeing and peeing and drinking, and always too soon!
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searching for analogy

I couldn't find a comparably bad horror film to relate it to Hills Have Eyes, until I saw Cerpicio's blog, then remembered Cabin Fever. Now that had terrible with horrorible, splashed grossly with wretched. I suppose it was better than Cabin Fever, but only that it had better special effects. As a side note: Hills Have Eyes had the serial killer from Silence of the Lambs ("Hannibal the Cannibal" helps find man sewing woman suit), captured by mutant cannibals. How ironic! He also plays the detective on Monk (series on USA) -- Ted Levine.

wrongful use of information

"Since you previously purchased a book by Lemony Snicket, we wanted to let you know that the author's new book, The Beatrice Letters (A Series of Unfortunate Events), is now available. Order your copy today. Of course, as a Member you'll save 10%."
 
Barnes and Noble shows why tracking is bad and the mild implications it can have.  Why would I want them to track my purchases?  Who else has access to my purchases?  That's plain evil!  I guess the lesson here is, don't buy where they "temp" you with like-purchases.  Now, had I bought a CAR, which is $14K - $65K, I might understand a couple of years later, they send you a card wondering if you might want to "upgrade" or "upscale" your vehicle.  When they track $5 purchases, that is truly scary.  What then does the grocery store do?  Do they send me carrot coupons because I buy a lot of veggies, or new BOLD laundry detergent advertisements?  Tp Barnes and Noble for a year of spamming and now purchase tracking, I give an F or single finger flying flag, if you get my metaphor.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

The Hills are Alive with the sound of shit!

My word! Hills Have Eyes is like watching Bad Taste wihtout the humor and and the dialogue of Chucky, mixed a Troma film. What the? I suppose, for lack of a better anaology: X-files with interbreeding family of many generations expanded into a full-length movie noting nuclear testing as cause of mutations (stubborn miners who wouldn't leave). Gee, sound famiar Louisianna?

I would strongly recommend against this movie, unless you want to turn people off from movies, in which case it works great for that project.

In other news

I need to wind down -- slowed with time (no, that never works), alcohol can, sleep is better, but that is a long away dream. I slept well for about 2 hours this morning, then the morning began and my wonderful sleep was necessarily interrupted and moving, planning and other things began. Of course, ending in Mother returning home, it was worth it. The bathroom plans were hit and miss and there is still work to do.

Home

After 3 weeks and lots of pain and suffering, mother has returned; somewhat victoriously home.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

uh, hyuk yuck yuck yuck

Uh, yep ... Indiana looks bad yet again. Just once, I'd like something positive to be shown about this state ... once, is that much to ask? Cerpicio sent this to me.