drum kit

or as Charlie likes to put (or putt putt putt) it ... he he he he he he he he he (tooting more and more with each and every laugh. He was winning Mario Smash Brothers and was tooting machine gun style! I'm happy that there wasn't a panic to use the restroom, but ... the toilet did get plugged, then filled with barf at the end of the evening. Poor toilet!

Wedding Black & White

I didn't film it in those colors, but that was the color scheme. It was great, in that it was short. I've experienced 2.6 hour weddings (two of my sisters' Catholic services with mass), my other sister's 45 minute version, but this one was cut to the chase! That's what it should be! Monkeyjack's and Lori's I believe was 33 mintues -- a good wedding, nothing painfully long or long-winded.

The stepfather to the bride sang the Lord's Prayer ... an interesting and 'unique' idea.

The reception was quick -- no dancing, as it was held at the church, the background music was ambiance (rainforst). I got a tip, which was great, as I wasn't expecting it.
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After that I met up with Monkeyjack & family and watched Charlie while they bowled. We had a good time, including finding worms and ants. Connie nicely gave Lori tickets to the circus, which she and Jeff would not attended. They seem like good, honest neighbor's with a sense of humor! Later Connie and Jeff walked over to chat. Jeff spoke about a customer who had serious damages done to home and furnishings due to an incompetant (or tired and drunk -- speculative) employeed who maliciously and carelessly damaged unique items in a person's house, installing a piece of furniture. Yikes! He also said that the company, through some nepotism, may very well shield this wrecking ball of a schmuck.

Anyway ... the cake was nice .... photos I hope reveal that and much of it was eaten. I was surprised as Lori and Monkeyjack were cutting the cakes ... they almost couldn't keep up with the demand from a <100 group at the reception. I didn't eat any of the cake, but it was obviously exceptional.

Also funny was the irony of: 3-4 Marks being there, so saying or shouting "Mark" wasn't fruitful for getting one person's attention.

Also, the bride and groom had the first names of myself and ex ... it was, distrubing on my mind, momentarily.

Easter 2006 punctuality unimportant?

I, with the folks, were late. My sister and bIL (brother in law) were there on time, yet we ate without the other family who was ... late.
I spent most of my time talking with Jim while we worked on ice cream that my sister (her house) insisted that we have. She also left, leaving us to do dishes (every holiday she does this) -- it peeves me! Look! I've cooked for lots, then cleaned what mess I made. My sister cooks, then leaves the ten thousand dishes for others ... rude!

Anyway ... it was okay, not fights, battles and we pretty much had a good time, not very Eastery though, but I didn't go to church, so I guess I missed out on that part.

It would appear that my neice and her boyfriend are quite close -- great! He seems to be a nice kid, with a Mark Hamill appearance, for lack of a better analogy. Most of the kids there were old enough that no mention of baskets were made, though I'm sure that there were pounds of candy everywhere. It was also my understanding that my neice was "ill" on Monday, not going to school. I find it likely that it was self-induced illness (candy overconsumption perhaps ... or the old COP* out).

May the sacrifice of the one, be to the joy of many; not of the loss, but of the gain -- herein, salvation!

* cosuming obscene proportions (of any substances)

upsidaisium

free floating rare or ultrarare mineral
lifts itself and proportional mass of 1200%
purchased "legally" by energy companies to prevent fuel prices from falling

nuclear power plants, delaying in favor of fossil fuel depletion and energy company monopolizing

In what country are we? Were are the feuding and gun-firing congress now to stomp out the oil barrons, the communication barrons of the 00's, as aposed to the railroad barrons of the 90s-10s?

The turn of the century, the millenium, and still we have barrons of communication and energy. Still, we have plantations of tobacco the government tags as cancer causeing and dangerous, yet the government subsidizes these farmers to produce a toxic product. Huh?

Schools failing to meet certain scholastic criteria are closed and the students sent to "water down" other schools otherwise meeting the scholastic standards. Is that really helping?
Schools are integrated, but there are fewer adults in the buildings and there are fewer "discipline options" and really funding prevents opportunities to "good" students.

The citizens call out impeachment much like recount, recall and free fries. Bush impeachment ... why? Bill, liar, I could see, but Bush has done nothing impeachable. He has done many, many, many publicly denounced actions, but nothing illegal, as it were. My tangent would be the authorization to enter Iraq, but that is another story. One man cannot force the actions of so many. Orders, if faulty or stated from a powerless position may be ignored. A private directing superiors to attacks don't make it happen and a general directing the army to fire upon itself doesn't fall under the category of punishable of "not following orders"

In a small story, the local paper ackowledged that a school applied common sense to a policy and didn't suspend or expell students for exchanging and dispensing cough drops (under broader interpretation a drug, therefore dispensing of drugs is suspendable / expellable offense). Yay for them for uing that matter incased in their skulls.

Western Digital takes licking

and starts rattling. I believe that the drive is spinning, but the USB connection in the unit -- popped off. It had all my music, but I'll seek a cheparer (or faster) way than the overcharging Geek Squad for data transfer from working drive to working drive. Let's see. hook up drive, 10 minutes. Dump data from bad drive to new drive -- simple, start and it'll finish when its done. Is that work? It certainly sounds like charging for 5 - 10 minutes. They're prices for that are more like lawyer fees.

picking candidates

like picking your nose is gross, limitedly productive and leaves you unclean. Moreover, like 47 other states, I must "declare" a party for the primary (buffoon selection 1) and elect under vice secretary to the assistance tax assessor treasurer of a county. Does the party matter then ... do they earn much ... no and no. I can't believe that they have much of a budget. I do, however expect deception from a candidate, whose supporters can finance a whole billboard on a main thorofare.

Another bad ad campaign (flyer) I read had a vision statement ... poorly done and bad idea.

How about a nice little questionaire for all persons on the ballot? Include on this pre-entry exam: understanding of job for which s/he is petitioning, specific listing of relevant experience, kinetic / dynamic / static perspective (change of satus quo and capability to do so, improvement of self and trickle down to all tangents, keeping the status quo).

I don't know more than I know on any of these people. I can thankfully say that I don't have any affiliates to which I owe favors when voting. I still feel disenfranchised, stripped of power and intentionally held ignorant, yet belittled if not exercising (not performing) voting in this runners up circle event known as primaries.

I feel equally poor at the official voting in fall.

and so there I was holding the bag

Who will do this ...
you, [my first name] come here and take your assignment

I was really a nonparticipant, a foreigner --- passerby and chances were someone would be picked.

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I feel like a southern task master ... picking on the ethnically different ... it's really based on behavior, but it grates on me that I give the appearance that I'm a racist with my usual suspects for punishment. With this class I also seem to "select" males for punishment more often than females. I try to be impartial and fair, but I feel that it never looks that way. It haunts me -- man of the sheet not the cloth. I know that I'm not, but I think that it appears otherwise.

You may have

the blood of Christ (which happens to be alcohol), but you may not dance. Huh? If your religion defines lines that are counter to your thining, you must either:
accept the teachings or
accept your opinions.

Does dancing lead to sex? Especially for the bride and groom. Isn't that the procreative function of the relationship and Catholically writing, the way to get more Baptists? Dancing leads to more congregation ... hmmmmm ... the _____ church hosts the Welcome "new (prenatal) Baptists.

Fire!

i Que arriba ! Was uss mench?
No remorse, regret; we don't care, what it meant. Another day, another, another sorrow, another breath. Climb every mountain, sail every sea, conquer every idealistic moment, until you sow your seed. That's a bad idea. That's like castor oil democracy. Take it and _____ regularly. That's right! Take California .... please? I wanna throw a fit about someting a part of which I am not ... I rebel against my daughter, whose guardianship I lost (go figure) to have to say "God" in her pledge. Nag, nag, nag ... but I'll be damned if I'll do a _____ thing about anything significant.
Say, like the lunatic fringe with the woman seeking audience with Bush, despite the VERY rare personal talk with him. HINT: VERY FEW PEOPLE get to talk with any President, let alone, more than once. Give that dead idea a break. He died. Okay. He joined a system where that was a possibility. It's done. Sad that siutations were that he died, but that is that. A soldier is dead.
Meanwhile, Bush is making, well, some decisions that don't play well with the media or the poulace. His cabinet should advise him to either: do things covertly or play more to the popular opinion ... passing the bill ... bad idea, posioning the Republican party. Does he not understand that? Bill Clinton was THE politician ... telling what the people wanted to hear while he was stealing their wallets. He was the political theif ... brilliant in theft, but not best suited for the job.

unlike French

Is my pronunciation of it....
my neice says that I enunciate German while saying French for a lower octave, gutteral, slobbery de tuoix!
Non-syntaxical:
les femmes intelligentes de loevly sont ma faiblesse

Morticians, Inc.

You say that [name deleted] is supposed to be dead, but is "listed" otherwise.
Yes.
I understand that you wish to have a cause of death?
Yes. I was under the impression it was ... suicide: by way of self-inflicted strangulation
... hmmm ... writing is a little unclear on that.
Oh, sorry ... asphyxiation
Yes. I see here that, according to the report, that the person, while showing signs of mild trauma and ligature marks, was found dead, bound at the wrists in a closed garage. A car was either running or had run and exhuasted its fuel.

Yes. That's what I "have".
Great. I understand that that this is a "clarification"
Yes.
The standard copying/reproduction fee is 25 (pause) dollars.
Yes... that's right, 25 (puase) dollars. I was told that checks have been a problem and you prefer cash when available?
Yes, that's right.

Your official copy will be sent soon. Thanks for using the service. Dial ### ### #### for any further errors in reporting.

an oil bath, thank the maker

We've all got a mission in life
We get into different ruts
Some are just cogs on the wheels
Others are just plain nuts
Science is some folks calling
Others pilot a ship
My mission in life stated simply is
A moustache on every lip

She was an acrobat's daughter
She swung by her teeth from a noose
But one matinee her bridgework gave way
And she flew through the air like a goose

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DAFFY DUCK AND EGGHEAD:

My name is Daffy Duck
I work on the merry-go-round
The job was swell, I did quite well
'Till the merry-go-round broke down
The guy that worked with me
Was a horse with the lavender eye
Around in whirls we winked at girls
'Till the merry-go-round broke down
Up and down and around it we sped
The dizzy pace soon went to my head
Now you know why I'm dizzy
And do the things I do
I am askew and you'd be too
When the merry-go-round broke down
Yes the merry go round broooookkkkkkeeeeeeeeee.... down

Legislators, mount up

Legislators
we regulate any stealing of his property
and we damn good too
But you can't be any geek off the street,
gotta be handy with the writ if you know what I mean, earn your keep!
LEGISLATORS!!! MOUNT UP!

It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
Esquire me on the streets, trying to resume
writin’ laws for my peeps, so I can get some dough
just workin’ at my desk, typin’ all alone

Just hit topside of the Wash D.C.
on a mission trying to find Mr. Reinquest see?
Seen a case full of cash ain't no need to tweak
all lawyers know what's up with billin’ fees

So I hooks a left on the 21 and Lewis
some brothas arguin’ law so I said "Let's do this"
I jumped out the ride, and said "What's up?"
some brothas pulled some pens so I said "I'm stuck."

Since these honors clock me I'ma object and serve
these plantiffs lookin so hard they straight hit the curb
Won'tcha think of better things than some petty tricks
I see my partner and some suckers all in his mix

They gettin jacked, I'm breakin myself
They can't believe they taking all they wealth
I took they’re rings, I took a rolex
I looked at the brotha said "Damn, what's next?"

They got my homey hemmed up and they all around
ain't none of them seeing dat they going straight to the pound
bailiff come up real quick before they start to clown
He pull’s out his handcuffs and lay them busters down

They got witnesses, said
I think I'm going down
I can't believe this happenin, my partners all layin down
If I had wings I could fly
let me contemplate
I glanced in the jury and I see my an escape

Twelve in the jury, one in the hole
Mastermind about to make some bodies turn cold
now talkin and debatin
it's a tad bit late
Mastermind and Reinquest had to legislate

I laid all them busters down
I let my mind explode
now I'm switching my mind back into cash mode
if you want dough sit back and observe
I just wrote a law of those over there on the curb

Now Nate got the freaks
and that's a known fact
before I wrote law I was on the same track
back up back up cause it's on
B I L L and me
the Reinquest to the G

Just like I thought
they were in the same spot
in need of some desperate help
Mastermind and the Reinquest
were in need of something else
seein that cash was sexy as hell
I said "ooo I like your size."
I said "my account’s down and you seem real nice,
would ya let me ride?"
I got a case full of cash and it's going real swell
the next stop is the Vegas Motel

I'm tweaking
into a whole new era
M-Funk
step to this
I dare ya
Funk
on a whole new level

the rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble

Chords
Strings
We brings
Melody
M-Funk
where rhythm is life
and life is rhythm

If you know like I know
you don't wanna step to this
It's the M-Funk era
funked out with a lawyer twist
if you charge like I charge
then you rich like everyday
and if your ass is a buster
Mastermind will legislate

Wop bam boom!

Got a girl named Nancy Cohen ... she's from Facts of Life and smaller works. She was the "fat, strong character" who you thought would be the high school mentality -- always fat. I was looking up Nicole Mckenzie, whom I favored, but there wasn't a recent picture. She was the "wild one". It's odd, thinking that I remember my high school thinking -- I guess since MR mentioned another ruddy class reunion, to which I will not attend, that I got to thinking about it.

For practicality, use and nostalgia, I put together the Schoolhouse Rock songs for the kids at school. Some of them knew the Conjunciton, Junction, but didn't know the others. Funny that I'm Just a Bill and C J were the most notable. I liked them then and I like them now. They had some groups do newer versions of the songs, but they blew chunks and sucked up navel lint.

"Without Mother Necessity, where would we be?"

Madagascar

or how to put together 6 ideas into a group of 5 with, dubious linkage with the penguins. It was okay, with a typical, unnecessary curse inuendo ... "Hoover Dam!" Why not just skip that? Anyway ... okay, disallusionment, redemption, true friendship, and it was 72-82 minutes. It wasn't a 4 hour movie (Peter Jackson ... paying attention to this?) The dry spells, while visually interesting, still would wane on the mind of the youth. They needed to accelerate a few areas, but overall okay ... with 25% re-viewability. There were no strong songs or (I missed that, surprises).

$135 and all I got was this stinking battery?!

I had two batteries, both dying and unchargable. I bought a typical battery for my laptop. Cripes! It was $135 for a chunk of metal, plastic and 0.6% liquid CDLI. Thankfully Dell shipped it next day and I got it a day after paying for it. It works fine, but it's not like a new car, or new anything. It's a battery or a replacement part that isn't shiny or fancy or much of anything. When you invest, you expect to get something, rather than typical operation. That's what I got ... expected operation. It had to be done.

Running with scissors

I've missed out on many things, put myself behind and have in all other ways defeated me in a vain effort not to do so. Time cruching and number count down, I have failed on so many fronts. In my work, I see phtfft! I try and, being a critic of my own work, dislike anything that I claim as worthy or worthwhile!

parody on justice

confining a few, in favor of the protection for most, still I then am bound and tethered to those whom I choose. I choose not, those because they're great, wonderful, grand associates, but because they're the cause of the pain of frustration ... a temporary martyr diving on the grenade to shield all others from a nasty explosion. I hate it. It still has a cost. Those, worst offenders, see that they are confined, but not assaulted and so offend again. The penalty isn't one, save for the prosecution -- me. No more I say, but find that it's only talk. My series of profanities are saved for the decades-dead keyboard and blank paper before its mauling.

Bang bang bang go my morals

My feelings of morality are, well, that I'm a sinful sod. I have principles but am willing to defy them in favor of certain situations. Headstrong, headlong, I plunge into the quagmire known as the gray area where thinking is allowed, but prompt action is required. Given circumstances where to act in my moral front (template) is to bring harm to others and to not act is to bring harm to others. Pitted now against the code of realism and pragmatism or stark reality and preference, my desires are immaterial to reality. So, I boldly hurt some to not hurt others. Some pay, my soul pays, my mind pays and takes its toll on me -- conscious reminding me like a mirror, of who I am. What have I done ... forever it pains me ... I can't change what I have done, but I wouldn't change it, the other possibility is equally terrible or worse. In the end, I haven't surrendered my morals, nor put them on a shelf, but rather see that taking pain in one way is no worse than pain in another and the I haven't circumvented my morals in favor of the fast and easy way. I do accept that I'm selfish.