Waves of destruction

A tab was flung in the air without care ... unfortunately it landed in my tassle of hair. The main story is here. MR's pool table suffered greatly! It does give you a feel for the ferocity of my attack, when hit.

War, Schmore ... as long as I'm rich

War of the Worlds analysis: the presentation of the ships rising would lead people to believe that construction workers didn't see things buried 30-50 feet down in the ground. That would be a neat trick in NY, NY with subways, etc. also true with Boston. Secondly ... things went fairly unexplained as they took people up in anal ports on the tripods. Were they being eaten or something else? It wasn't explained and you'd think that with access & mass they would stop at domestic animal farms and eat those first, then eating humans. They also left red vines ... leaving Earth Mars red, ignoring the basis of Mars' ferric oxide based soil/rock surface. It wasn't a good version of the original movie, but clearly closer to the radio broadcast in some parts. The soldiers were tripods, which is why the ships looked like large Marsians. It wasn't explained why they waited a million years to arrive. If they had to busy themselves blowing up buildings, why wait until humans had "achieved" that tech level. Certainly domestication of the human for consumption would be okay, but small yield considering the number of years for maturation. I think that Spielberg missing the boat on this one -- flash, pop, fizz, fizz, oh wait a relief the ending is.

Did he make money on this ... yes.

petroleum

aka gas, is at a high and will get only higher.
Oil companies claim that supplies are down and access is short and that's why natural gas prices are high. To overcome this, they demand access to Alaska. Okay, Alaska it is. I submit the following conditions, on the basis that energy companies have been recording record profits -- clearly over one hundred years of business (like tobacco companies) they are all profitable.
1. Drilling and rigging shall not be done by an oil compnay, nor by any appointed company and all paperwork on the the final decision shall be made public. Media will be encouraged to scrutinize all persons involved in the decision -- noting kickbacks, elevated money due to the contract, etc.
1a. If the oil compnaies fail to accept that requiring them to do the drilling and rigging, I submit the following requirements:
A1. ALL gas prices will be reduced for a term of no shorter than five to ten years.
A1a. all commercial and general consumer vehicle gas shall be no higher than 25 American cents per gallon for 5-10 years (fixed).
A1.b all natural gas prices shall be fixed at 1/500th of present cost per volume (or lower -- fixed) for a term of 8-12 years.
A1c. No taxpayer monies shall be spent on the construction of this project's construction and all interested parties have full access to financial data and observation of the project, especially environmental groups with a proven track record (sorry PETA you have too many wack militant persons).
A1d. any violation of environmental laws shall warrant
____A2a. immediate halt of construction
____A2b. suspension until situation conpletely corrected
____A2c. fines equalling damage processed immediately, not subject to trial reduction -- no duration payments (money over a period of years)
____A2d. any repeated violation and situation doubles the fine and compensation (so that the fourth same situation would be 8 times the original fine).

---more later ---

quick idea to purge smoking

1. Federal government fold its program on money to tobacco farmers -- forever.
2. Mandate federally that no pack cigarettes may be sold for more than 10 cents.
____this would eliminate any profit from it and tobacco in this country would not exist.
3. any singular tobacco product may not be sold for more than 1/900 cent per ounce (further eliminating any free tobacco and cigars).
4. smokers always use more money than they generate. It is my idea that smoking should be purged through these two simple policies.

cupcakes for each person

Lori made a cupcake tree for Monkeyjack's birthday party. Lori asked Charlie what I liked. "He likes vegetables." I got veggies on a patch of green grass ... including tomatoes, carrots, etc. It was neat. I'm sure they are there now, or will be on Cakes!

Thanks! I'm a rabbit.

Will the real rebel rouser please stand up

please stand up, please stand up, please stand up. Thanks to Scott, I had more wild predators beating me on Saturday. Thanks buddy, old pal! He went into the closed bedroom (for the sake of hearing yourself think, mind you) and lead them on charge after charge of unmittigated play; bouncing, chasing, yelling kid stuff. As Lori called it ... the kid's room, Scott was not exempted from this title.

zoning rules

When a person zones out ... check first for circumstances like
potential drool,
mouth agape,
eyes glazed,
knowing their name,
reaction to stimuli,
with little sleep, death and zoning out can be the same, for a person can obtain a plain of rest with their eyes open -- not processing much of the environment

My last wonderous experience like this was on Thursday when I had not eaten for around 22 hours ... my mind got weary, waiting for my liver to start converting fat to sugars again ... and the lights were bri--- where was I ... thinking of people -- relationship
huh, what ... zoning ...awakening ...boy! I should eat sometime. I'm not yet hungry, but I'm just zonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
This person, or me in this case, should be revived slowly, like an animal coming from a tranquilizer dart
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Less interesting to see, but more interesting to experience is forced awake periods where sleep has eluded you and you are half-state between dreaming and reality ... the state I am experiencing more and more ...
poor diet, much stress ... thinking, never resting my mind ...therefore, in madness I dwell

Unlce again

I was awarded, "Uncle" by Luke. Ah, good! I'll take Uncle.

Reaching for the door

"Come on ... play with me", was the call. I got pulled into a game of wrestling and fighting and keeping the "creature me" in his cage, not letting me escape. It was at this time that I realized that I would never really obtain the identity of 'person', but still 'living toy'. I should be stored in the toy room -- being reduced to the limitations consistent with a non-person ... you are to play what we want ... you will not get tired, sleepy or weary of the game. Unlike battery-toys, you keep going.

It's better this, than absence of playing. I rarely get to play with the kids at school -- as it would reduce my capacity as an authority figure (sadly a necessity).

Here comes the judge!

Watch it! Here he comes now!

I was judged unsound ... no, really I judged 3rd grade .... we finished by awarding 1 1st place, 2 2nds, 2 3rds, 2 4ths, and 1 5th. It was interesting.

Local H said it

Bound for the floor ... for some tonight ...
Stay away from so-called Irish pubs as it will be nightmarish tonight.

puttin' a hurt on a pizza

some time ago ... MR and I were watching crap on TV (goes without saying). I was peckish ... as was MR. They screwed up and gave us a large (which was to be 50% meat 50% no meat) but gave us a large meat, medium no meat, no extra charge.

I was very hungry and MR mentioned me putting a hurt on my pizza ... I had rarely heard the term and thought of wrastling (phony razzamatazz choreographed mock-flghting with banter) and elbowing the strewn wreckage of the iceberg lettuce head on bread with wet stuff.

I, (chewing, munching noises) am the (munch, chew, gulp, gulp) greatest .... (swallow) BURP!

Smack down, drag out ... die pizza, die ... I didn't quite finish it ... though I'm polished off a large thin crust solo before.

Some other time I put a "hurt" on free chips and salsa ... clearing eating a good 1.3 liters of salsa with free chips before the meal

Live out true meaning of its creed

Graft ... betrayl meeting justice ... where the inequities brought to balance ... supporters of the people ... put into power ... lobbyists expunged ...

I have a dream where the control of the nation belongs to the people of the nation

quickly vanishing phone

MR calls and the phone, precariously set on a slope, moves with it's vibration setting, as well as the constant ringing. I reach for it and it falls behind a speaker. Behind the speaker, stacks of other things ... phone is visible, but I have to fight for it ...
[ring]
fight
[ring]
fight
[ring ... nearly done now]
... F I G H T ...

got it

Lesson learned: keep the phone near you ... keep it on a level surface.

Stan Laurell steps in to substitute

What are some things that people need to live?

Water!
Right.
Food!
Right.
Clean air!
Right.

God ... Jesus!
... uh ... [twirling of hair in uncomfortable stance] uh ... yes, but I'd like to stay away from theology and philosophy for now --- religion.
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quite right ... without some understanding of existence and in some cases, post-existence, life is faulty and death ensues.

Health questions that brought me stress
How to not address important issues. Children have often come to me with religious, philosophical questions and I have to really think about my answer. It legally tender here -- ha, ha ... in that my 5th amendment invocation doesn't help the person -- perhaps hurts them in the long run.

I'm a great movie critic, or so I say

I hated it!

I learned it playing games

Vigilante 8, on XBOX, was a great game where you get to race and destroy -- hopefully survive. From this and other games I was handed a "bad guys" car by Charlie. I was supposed to come chase "him" his hotwheels car. I chose a differnt method ... firing sidewinder missiles at his car, which always seemed to miss. On Monday, I played this same game, incorporating the "nuke", but Charlie was none-the-wiser, as like much fiction -- the good guys walk away unscratched and the bad guys fall.

Annecdote about Sid

Sid ... greeted me with smiles ... yips, spins, and gallops ... a plaything, I be.
The inside of the front door ... clawed, marred, scored by the claws and paws of her majesty peering out over her domain.

Sid ... while often scurrying away from Charlie for he was often a bit rough ... stood between he and I when she felt I was in danger from him.

I miss you Sid!

Frollic, play, chase, beg, borrow, chew my dear ... soft fur, joy for running -- pulling me like a sled, and chasing smaller critters.

Terrorist, tyrant, hero

I'm packaged as all. Some cringe, others salute the awesome dictator, others seek me out to right wrongs ... I am the boneheadified teacher. Today's story comes to you from the letter R for referral and the letter N for now. [name omitted] was walking, crying. When asked why, she "hated [name omitted]". Why? He made a rotten statement about her.

When interrogated, he claimed that he told a stupid statement to another student, not naming the subject. That person then told it to the girl, who took offense. To her, I am a little hero -- righter of wrongs -- at times.

For others ... the green orb of Heavy Metal. I recognize evil, absorb it and become more evil. Really, I'm good at finding problem kids and trying to get them under control or out of the room -- therefore, under control. I am a tyrant, who recognizes only one law, supposedly mine. Not so, but if I convey that ... I have fewer problems.

At the end of the day, a girl -- 1st grader, came to me and said ... "Hi silly!" She hugged me and tried to spin me around and around ... fun for her. She's nice ... sadly too often smelling of smoke from a cigarette laden house and car.

I think of all the roles ... I'd like teacher, rather than staff seargent, M.P. or warden, or dictator-for-life. Teacher ... bringing others to their own enlightenment ... learning -- a gift not easily lost.

Cars and their many deaths

This is a developing map c/o wayfaring showing the number of times my cars have been hit, struck, damaged and killed.