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jeffron x "Give Them Enough Rope" Department... Lawmaker Questions Halliburton Contract And now, On the Lighter Side... Web Site for Iraqi Minister Rocks Cyberspace Comics Section... Get Your War On Hey Jimmy, I really liked that "Peacenik vs Warmonger" piece that you posted! It covered most of the blaringly obvious gaps in logic, that this whole administration has based its recent actions on! Hey Chief! I been down that "Fast Food" employment lane too! Funny one of my best ever jobs was pizza delivery. But I wanted something that didn't put such a demand on my car, that had benefits, and a possible future, so I went into pizza (lower) management. That really su@$d! WHile I was delivering, at least I was out of the store, no manager breathing down my back, listening to tunes, cruising around, smoking 'em if I had 'em (cigs of course), and in general having a good time. People really like the pizza guy! (even the tight ones who don't tip &^%$$)! At least folks are glad to see you. But once into lower management, well, it's like what one manager told me, "they plan on having a large turnover for lower management." It's like the rest of the jobs in the restaurant. They could train a chimp to do most of it, and that's the level of worker that they're willing to pay for. Not that I have or mean anything against chimps! The only nice thing about being treated like you don't count is, you can just call-in, ANYTIME YOU WANT! Of course this adds to the general problems for everyone else at the job place, because that shift will be short. But then that's part of why lower management really was a bad job! It usually fell to that person to figure a way to make it all work, even performing the missing emloyee's job! Which wasn't so bad if I got to drive delivery, Heh! But most of the time was really bad and paid just barely over line work. That's the thing about Corporations, they don't feel. They aren't human. They are conglomerates of busy wannabe types, who only have a few concerns, primary of which usually is the bottomline (money)! Corporations to some degree, were invented to shelter the owners fro liability. Basically you can sue the Corporation, but you can't sue the CEO, at least not personally. Or so I understand the set-up. There may be exceptions to this, and, or things I've missed. Oh and Jimmy, I buy the cheapo desposable "Bics." I a mustache and a bit of a fu manchu beard. But the rest comes off with a Bic and Barbasol Shaving cream. I shaved in cold water without any shaving cream while I was on the road. It's also why I like my coffee black, no fixings. It's what you make yourself get used to. But then there are some things I can't say that I'm so easy on. I am hooked on cigarettes, and only smoke a specific brand (Doral Ultra Lights, regular (non-Menthol), short pack, usually in the box). I will never again knowingly use EXXON gas or products (Valdez). (Speaking of which get ready for more Alaskan pollution, did you see where they passed the Alaskan Wilderness Oil law?) Lot's of other quirks. It's just that razors aren't one of them. Good luck with whatever you decide to do with your face, HA! Peascenics! Awwa \A/
Aw Not all deaf people would want the invention. There are militant deaf groups who say cochlear implants are a form of cultural genocide. Fly that thing! Homemade shoes and beaver teeth combs.. do they have that on Amazon? Hemp is too itchy.
chiefwagonburner Wow, Chief. I mean...could you be a little more anti-establishment? I'm half expecting you to start wearing homemade shoes and combing your hair with beaver teeth. Hey! You should grow a beard! I just got this in the mail, but I'm afraid to fly it. I like that the independent labels are doing well, and if this continues, it could spell a marked improvement in the quality of music that is played on the radio. Music and art play such an integral role in...stuff. It definitely shaped my thinking during my teenage years. I'm desperately waiting on the invention that will allow deaf people to experience it...though I suspect they listen to a music of their own.
jimmy Good to see: Universal Music, Warner Music, Sony, BMG and EMI say record sales are down. But independent labels are doing great.
chiefwagonburner Haha. Jimmy 1, Society 0 I really hate shaving, but my native genes won out over my norwegian genes for control of my beard. My best beard is pretty damned horrible. WARNING INCOMING RANT, DANGER! I finished Fast Food Nation the other day. I think it will be on my gift list for family and friends. It does a great job of exposing you to everything around this part of our culture. I did a 3 month tour in the battle field (McD's) when I first went to school. It was the only job I could get on such short notice. A lot of the things, like promotion of loyalty to the company (and workers), are in every low paying job. I remember fighting this point with many people - my refusal to do something is not anything against fellow employees, it is refusal to do the company a favor or let the company off the hook. I knew damn well that if the tables were reversed, it would be a different story. Dangerous conditions for shit pay. I worked at a gas station where I refused to (and did not let other employees) fill uncertified vehicle propane tanks. I was reprimanded, but continued to do it. I was called in one day because the employees had put fertilizer (that was in my boss's office) in a huge diesel fuel spill. They thought it was the mop-up sponges for fuel spills. Add no training to the list. An idea that seems to circulate the wealthy is that lower paying jobs are less work, or the people in them are lazy. If they would just 'try harder' they could live the American Dream (tm). My head hurts. We had a meeting a few weeks ago regarding our CEO's membership in a CEO club. The club told us 'Life at the top is lonely', 'CEOs are under a tremendous amount of stress and they work very hard', and CEO's are 'people too'. I'm sorry, but Boofuckinghoo. Wondering 'when should I sell my company' does have the same ring as 'I don't have a retirement, my hands are gnarled, and I can't make rent'.
chiefwagonburner 04.10.03 Jimmy's log, Julian date 2452740.223287037. I tried to shave the beard again. My roommate Aaron is becoming suspicious. He seems to know something... Insomnia. My god....why now, why at the pinnacle of the school year do I find myself with insomnia? It's the beard. I know it. It's trying to eat my face, and then it will have my soul. I've tried shaving, I really have. I just don't want to deal...with all that hair...in the sink...on the razor. the first pass is sure to destroy the cheap razors I have at home...another pass with the same razor will scratch and scrape my face....my beautiful face...my beautiful, gifted by gods Apollonian visage. My divine countenance; my holy aspect. That for which men and women lose their basic motor skills and drool while reaching out to touch me with their dirty, dirty fingers. Their stinky...prurient...wiggly little digits...GET BACK! DoN'T YoU TOucH mY faCE! Stay BAck or meet your fate against the triple blades of MACH 3! Touch me and I'll give you the closest shave you can get without irritation...even while shaving against the grain!!! "Why don't you point that thing at your face?", they say. O' woe...the masses are so ignorant. They want to hurt the face. They pester the beard. They don't understand the beard. But wait! It's just come to me! The purpose of the beard...I mean...I had always acted on instinct...in order to protect the beard...but now, my first epiphany...the beard protects society from meeting its fate at the site of my ethereal beauty! It protects construction workers from becoming wobbly legged at the controls of their heavy machinery! This beard is saving the WORLD by robbing them of the vision of my preternatural beauty! 04.10.03 Great Beard keeper's log, Julian date 2452740.3066203706 . I have just returned from Target. I purchased two pairs of jogging pantaloons for $2.98 per piece, and a pair of short sweat pantaloons and running footwear for a total of $38. The jogging will help to cure my insomnia...and physical activity...makes the body...more active..yes. Active. I could almost hear the beard growing last night. I only ran four blocks, then walked home. It was dark outside...the other joggers nodded their heads, but they had no idea. About the beard. I really need an inhaler. I mean...for the beard's sake. After 4 blocks I thought my lungs would collapse. It was my first time out. I suppose that's normal. But then...everything I do is normal. So normal. Muheheh. hehehe. Muhahaha. MUhahahaHAHAH HAHAHAHA! Just me and the beard. Stay back! Don't touch it!
jimmy I found this on someone's livejournal...I'm still hunting down the source.
jimmy To give you an idea of how omni-present these Medditerranean/Mideastern settlers were in the New World... remember the story about how when Sir Walter Raleigh returned to find what was left of the colony on Roanoke Island, it was deserted, all but for a word carved on a tree? "The settlement at Roanoke is found deserted and the only clue found by Governor White and his men is the word "Croatoan" carved into a tree." Brent Kennedy is now supposing that the reference was not specifically about a Native American tribe, but rather comes from Craotia, the Muslim portion of Yugoslavia. The book that I read by Kennedy was from some of his initial research, where he finally had enough data to support his theory. The site listed below shows a great more research and supporting documentation, beyond the scope of some of his initial musings. Apparently he has traced some pre-Columbus settlements of Portuguese in the New World. That's a pretty astoundding claim, but one which may have a great deal of merit. It's great when someone comes along and discovers some aspect of history that has been over-looked, forgotten, or covered-up! My own ancestry is mostly English/Scot (Walker), some Irish (Cowan) some French and German, possibly some Native American/African/Melungeon. People say I look Asian, and that may be due to at least some Native American connection, probably through my Great Grandfather (on my Mother's, Mother's side). He's also my connection to the French Hugenots, he was a "DeLong." We don't know much about "Pappy DeLong." He apparently ran away from his Uncle at the age of thirteen or fourteen, having been orphaned through some earlier incident. He hoboed around the US for awhile until eventually settling in Virginia. The doctors who in 1960 something preformed surgery on him (for a gangrene (sp?) toe, eventually having to remove the leg), said that his feet were smooth with scar tissue, like he'd walked through a fire. He had been a member of a local lodge of the Redmen, a group of community service and support type workers (?). My Mom believes that in order to be a member you have to have Native American heritage. So putting together a possible senario, it might go something like this: Pappy's Mom and Dad might have one or the other been Native American. Due to that they might have been burned-out, leaving Pappy to walk through the fire to escape alone. After abuses by his Uncle, who accpeted him a farmhand, he goes on the road to find his fortune at the age of fourteen, eventually landing in Virginia and starting a family. Heh! How's that for a romanticised version of history. Yet it might not be far from the truth. Skiddles of Peoples! Awwa \A/
Aw Very interesting stuff, thanks Awwa. I had read about the DNA tests on this issue years ago (95ish) but never followed it up. I am a mutt of many sources (english, french, norwegian, shuswap, metis, and chilcotin are the main ones) and I am always very interested in this sort of stuff. My grandmother did a bit of family research for the grandkids to determine treaty rights. It was fascinating to look over - a mix of church and state records, spoken word, and family writings. It always amazes me how much I love digging in the past. Maybe I should have done history instead of compsci.
chiefwagonburner If you didn't refresh, I added a few new conspiracy theories: "Racial Purification" and "Whitehouse Putsch." Both have interesting aspects presented. I don't necessarily agree with any or all of these theories. My opinion is meanless anyway. I simply am out of the loop! I am not a "need to know." But my opinions about the feeling of this century (and almost half of the last), is that people should not trust the media, corporations, religions, their peers, their parents, nor even their government. This is true, even when said forementioned are seemingly sterling, beyond reproach. All of these lie when it serves them. It has always been so. Perhaps it will change in the future. Until then (and even then), don't take what they tell you as gospel! Even if it is from a gospel preacher! Nor do I automatically reach out to conspiracy theories. I often trust. I often offer trust, whether it is earned or not. But the end result of all of this wondering, not trusting, blindly trusting is that I'm probably at least schizzy! Makeup your own mind! That's what it's for! Probably the one outstanding thing about these secrets, having been revealed by the very undisputed sources that I've mentioned is; that they were revealed by these same undisputed sources. If the liars admit that they are lieing, then what or where is the truth? I know, someone is going to bring-up the Star Trek episode where... Hey, here's a link to some of the other reading that I've done. A book by Brent Kennedy (no obvious relation (?)), about Melungeons, a sort of half breed Apalachian poor, "Scottish/Irish" hill folk, is kinda exceptional. Kennedy supposes that some of his relatives (and possibly my own) were actually of Mideastern origin, slaves left by the Spanish, on one or more early forrays to the "New World." It makes an interesting read either way (whether he's right or not). There is/was definitely a coverup, concerning people of less than obvious "Anglo" origins', ability to equally exist in America, even into the 1960's. One of Kennedy's supporting documents was written by a then (1960 something) school administrator for Virginia, suggested that people of "color" did not deserve equal opportunities to school and education. The astounding thing that Brent Kennedy accomplished is the rewriting of the local demographical history. He suspected the truth for years, having grown-up in a home which sometimes referred to Indian, African (slave), Portugal, Turkish and other Mideastern relatives. Due to the law written pressures that his ancestors felt, they, to a man, woman and child claimed to be Scotch/Irish of decent. To own land before the last 50 or so years, you had to be "white." But he heard other stories around the family gatherings. Finally he decided to examine the possiblities. He found that there were genetically hereditary ailments, that only his "Scotch/Irish relatives and some Mideasterners shared. His further research revealed that the Spanish often indentured Portugese sailors, to help settle new land in the New World. What may have happened, he supposes, is that some of these Portugese sailors married into and, or joined with the indigenous Native American tribes, and later African slaves. The further Mideastern connection is traced back to the settlement of many of the Moors in Portugal, after the Ottoman or other Islamic period. There were Turkish peoples living in Portugal in 1400-1600... something. Yet these half-breeds in America, were not accepted by the ever more present English settlers... Much of American history (mostly written by the English) may have been altered by the English to ignore or hide other people already settled in America. They did this to devalue these other people, justifiying their land grabs and other injustices. Whew, too much of the story! Buy Kennedy's book! Or search the web. Lot's of info out there... now! The astounding thing was that Kennedy stubbornly sought out the truth, and found the evidence. Whereas he was scoffed at, or not heard at all by many established local historians/teachers/schools (he had rough going to even get information, the establishment wanted to stick to its story), he eventually found acceptance through a proponderance of evidence. Check it out... Melungeons (a disclaimer to this site (there are others out there, and of course Kennedy's book), but the leading sentence says, ""The Melungeons" written by Brent Kennedy and Robyn Vaughan Kennedy covers the story of the Muslims in the America prior to the arrival of Christopher Columbus." And obviously it means, "...after the arrival of Christopher Columbus", not "prior to." Heh! My online reference site has an error! There are other sites and of course his book! (did I already say that?). It is an interesting read. Well, Shucks! I just read more of the site. Since I'd read the original book, I didn't think I'd have to check the site. Maybe I missed something. They are extrapolating the idea that the Spanish had forrays into the New World previous to Columbus. Well, there ya go, another conspiracy/coverup. We really are all one people! Peace and Rainbows, Y'all! Awwa \A/
Aw Film Artist Stan Brakhage, died March 9. "The 300-plus movies Brakhage brought into the world, more or less single-handedly, over the course of his 50-year career provide an alternate history of motion pictures. Brakhage's vast, largely self-financed, scandalously underappreciated oeuvre has points of contact with surrealism, action painting, home movies, cinema verité, and various schools of poetry. But mainly it's the demonstration of a distinctively American heroic modernism." I've only seen parts of a few of his works. Most that I saw were like shakily held, home movies (literally of his family), shot in 8mm. But they did have an unusual quality, like what we expected to see from an Artist, was not exactly what he had in mind to show us. He is reknown in his nitch of filmmaking. I only heard of his passing through literature from a local film festival, James River Film Festival. I confess to regrettably not attending any of the showings. Frriends report that the Brothers Quay animations were great, and I've heard lots of good stuff about the small independent, "Futuropolis." I've really been pouring over these articles at the site Seize the Night! The serial killer section is interesting enough, but the conspiracy section is great! It has at least in a small way gotten me up to speed on some of the more rare conspiracy ideas. If none other there are several dealing with the phrase "New World Order" which are fascinating, if not down right scarey! JFK, if for no other reason than it is one of the most known, most whispered about of all conspiracy theories. But the ever-presence of the CIA is hinted at, leading to some of the other tie-ins to the "New World Order." Bavarian Illuminatti, the 18th Century conspiracists. The Sorcerers, a possible continuing belief in magics, somehow enhancing cabals of plotters (or at least conspiracy buffs). Whitehouse Putsch. Oops! I forgot to include this one! It has a lot to say about the new World order! The Protocols of the Elders of Zion, the favorite of Fascists and other racists. New World Order, the actual conspiracy, as the author of the site outlines it. Racial Purification. The thing about all of this that bothers me the most is this conspiracy! I forgot to list this until just now. It is a long standing tradition in America, racism. And one that may well be at the root of some of these other theories. At the least, I believe that if there is a "New World Order" cabal, that they use racism like anything else, playing both sides off the middle. Everyone else keeps fighting over who said what, and they just laugh all the way to the bank. It helps entertain the poor of all colors. Some of the writing seems to say that the conspiracy is definitely white driven and that may well be the case too. It's just that it's obvious that the conspiratoral white's have little to do with the typical "redneck" whites. Who though the "rednecks" may do the wealthy white's bidding, they gain little for it. Prejudice on all sides, is something humans will have to overcome, if we are to live together in this ever-shrinking world, in peace. Some folks don't believe in that goal. Just a little "lite" reading! You might want to draw the shades before logging onto those sites, Heh! I'm not so much a conspiracy theory buff myself, which like I said the site's "lite" versions of these and more are but the surface of the mentioned theories. There've been many books about the Kennedy assassination for example, as well as many books about some of the other theories. But taken together, as presented by the site, some of the ones listed above seem to make a greater sense (at least to me). The idea that there may be (probably are) wealthy interests, who are attempting to wield the world's power as their own; strikes me as being exactly what we are witnessing today. In fact to deny the possiblity of such a conspiracy, is almost to admit that you are somehow part of it, or at least that you are willing to unwittingly protect or hide it. That's why I listed several of the articles dealing with the New World Order conspiracy. It is nearly the very thing I've been hitting all around with some of my rants of late! Only I had no idea that it really existed, or in such a definablely concrete way. Now what to do about it... or is there anything that can or should be done about it? There are other rants of mine which call for a similar "New World." I believe that humans might be better served under a central, but just government. I just don't agree as to how these mega-buckinaires' believe the New World should be ordered! Peace All! Awwa \A/
Aw "It was Mr. Pederson dressed up like a ghost!" I will soon have a caddy of shavers. This pinnacle of sickly consumer behavior should be arriving in the mail next week. I have to keep justifying it by the elimination of disposables, but I still feel dirty. If the misuse of funds and technology turns out to be any good, you can have my bulk stash of Mach3 Turbo blades. Jimbo, she bought me silverware when I first moved here. She was offering all sorts of crazy stuff for burning man to Anna and I. VIVA Senior Jimmy! I could not agree with your rant more. In the west we are all too quick to mask any sort of bodily function. I can't believe that this denial is healthy for us.
chiefwagonburner Anyone else read the Hardy Boys? jimmy (9:27:47 AM): I read a couple of Hardy Boys...something about some green jewel... chief (9:27:52 AM): haha chief (9:27:59 AM): they are all pretty much the same jimmy (9:28:06 AM): Yup. Like Scoob. chief (9:28:09 AM): sort of like scooby Grrreat. One of my many bosses is going to buy me a razor. She's nice that way. Boss #1 said, "growing a beard there Jimmy boy?", and I said "Ha! Nah, I hate all this hair on my face. It's just that when I'm standing at the grocery store looking at the razors, I just can't see spending over $7 for 3 of them." There are some people you just don't say things like that in front of. They think it's a cry for help. I'm bitching about Gillette. (Ok, they do make damned good razors). I'm not asking her to fly a helicopter over my house so she can drop nail clippers, hand towels, razors and shaving cream onto my lawn. Then boss #2 who was standing right there said "Hmmm. What kind?" "Mach 3." "Hmmm. Ok." Well, I know what's coming next, because last time she bought me a pair of socks. Socks! Ok, so I have to admit that I really needed a new pair of socks. I lose all of my socks and I don't know how. I am currently wearing two different colored socks, and I've been wearing them since a few weeks before my visit to Texas. Gross? Yes. What can I say? I wash them on occasion. I lost the "stupidest watch I ever saw" too. I lose everything. I don't look like I crawled out of the woods just yet. It's not that bad yet. My facial hair is spikey and perfectly straight for the first two millimeters or so...so I left a girl in Austin scratching her once smooth and unblemished face. It looked like I had given her a rash. The good majority of our small company are women. I mean, ideally, any company would be made of 51% women or fewer, as it is in the population. This is more like 75% women, and most of the men are part timers. Sometimes, a large group of women will pile into my cubby and whisper about womanly things in a small huddle. I continue staring blankly at my monitor. Then the whispering will stop, and I'll look over my shoulder and one of them, the current conversation leader, will be looking at me. Just as I'm about to jokingly say "Am I bothering you? Should I leave?", they ask the same. "Are we bothering you? Did that gross you out?" I have no idea what they were talking about usually because I'm never listening. I hear key words coupled with giggles and loud outbursts of laughter. "Gagagag breast milk." "Gagaga spotting." "Gagaga period blood." "HahahaHAHAhAHh. Are we bothering you, Jimmy?" I often wonder about these things. It's fun to notice the differences between men and women, but I think that shielding boys from the differences girls have and shielding girls from the differences of boys really puts an unnecessary rift in people. It certainly has an effect on sexual relationships. In popular culture, men are expected to be grossed out by feminine issues. If a child grows up in a world with these expectations, they will certainly take on the heavy responsibility of continuing the tradition. How many movies can we make whose entire 1.25 hours is centered on a man who has to dress in drag in order to fool so and so for the purposes of whats-it? "Wow!", they must say at the drawing board. "How about Bruce Willis, ok? Willis...can we get him? Anyway...How about he needs to get this apartment...but the renter only rents to troubled women...and he uh...he...get this...he dresses...are you ready? He dresses up in women's clothing!" This gets the whole group of producers laughing around their cyclopean meeting room table. "Hahaha hee haha HA!", says Robert. "Hahaha hee haha HA!", says Susan. "Hahaha hee haha HA!", says Frank. They keep making these flicks. I suppose there is always some affected new group of youths that think this and fart jokes are funny. Well they can be funny. But I was sick of it when I was 17. The whole thing inspires me to say things like "Well, I liked it better when it was called MR. MOM!!!!". Or, "Well, I liked it better when it was called [insert fun classic gender bender movie title]". We should be breeding boys who aren't disgusted by the sight of blood and girls who aren't embarrassed by it. A spot, a scent, a stray this, a protruding that. Who cares? Anyone who says that being embarrassed or disgusted by these things is part of normal budding sexuality may be missing the point. < /rant >
jimmy I knew that bit about ET and Mary Hart sounded familiar (see last paragraph). I remembered it from Seinfeld, but it's even funnier to know it's based on reality: episode 319 The Good Samaritan Jerry witnesses a hit and run but when he goes to confront the woman he winds up dating her. Kramer has a seizure whenever he hears Mary Hart's voice. Jerry tries to tell the hit and run victim what happened but she end up thinking he did it. Elaine tells of having a fling with a matador. George says "God bless you" to a married woman and ends up sleeping with her. The Internet. Motto: Who needs a short term memory? [for a self-induced seizure, click here]
jeffron x "Hello fellow Americans, I be the Shizznit!" ("That's "President", Mr President!") Heh! Awwa \A/
Aw He has to pause so much during press conferences so he can hear his coaches screaming "not embetter, improve!!" in his ear-piece.
jimmy I think I get so annoyed with Bush speaking because he pauses and enunciates everything, because.. what he is.. say..ing.. must be.. im..por..tant.. or.. pro..found.. Reminds me of a tv minister, trying to push every emotion possible into his words. I go into seizures every time I hear 'evil-doers'.
chiefwagonburner i don't remember what ever happened because of it, but I can't imagine that she won. Of course, stranger things have happened. Just let yourself believe that it was thrown out of court for sheer idiocy and go on about your life as a happy individual. That's what I do.
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians I can't listen to him either. His voice actually makes me violent. ___________________________ Speck, please tell me that unfortunate woman also had the misfortune of losing that case or I will go into seizures myself.
jimmy you know I can't listen to GWB's voice either. the sound of it makes me wanna break something, or slap him. So I never listen to his speeches - I'll read the transcripts of them that the NY Times prints, but I can NOT listen to him. Hey do any of you remember years ago when some woman sued that blond lady from Entertainment Tonight because the sound of the ET woman's voice made the other woman go into seizures? I think i have the same reaction to GW. but instead of suing I just turn off the radio. I'm more logical than money hungry. ah, yes.
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians I haven't posted in a while, but I am alive and well and digging out of the @#$% snow again. (think I will add some more @#$%^$$@@ for good measure) Not really that much to say today, but not as bad as this. Heh.
coop Maybe GWB learned some subliminal techniques from Skull and Bones. http://www.nyobserver.com/pages/story.asp?ID=4136 I also have to change channels immediately if his voice comes on. I don't watch TV, so this typically only happens on the radio. He makes me want to retch.
Anna Squid Pro Quo... the usual squid. There is an indominable spirit in humans that believes in its soul. That no matter what the obstacle, humans will overcome it. The belief in God, all beliefs in God systems presume that man will prevail; but that due to the contenence of a benevolent God. No where else in the universe is such a self important rule applied, except by man, or possibly other self-important, individualistic beings. But that spirit of humans believing that they will prevail, God or no God; is what makes them survive, it's what makes them human. After a bit of reflection, I must confess, that I believe that being human makes us special. And by that special, I mean it in a good way. Individuality is really the coolest! But the position comes with a great responsibility! If we foolishly waste our resources unwisely, then we may well find out exactly what it was that killed the dinosaurs... firsthand! Accept change, and recognize what works. What is magic? Pay per Due! Cosmological Tug of War The war of chaos against order is of the ages. Those who must have logical answers, seek those resolutions. Those who seek harmony, are not concerned about resolutions. Order in the mind is how people can conceive of order. Creativity in the mind is how people conceive of chaos. There is a brilliant blend of the two, that is nearly beautiful as if a God. And then there is Chaos. Heh! Who can know it, much less describe it! Did I say, "Pay per Dude" yet? What the H3LL is Magic? God? What is God, but not God? How can a man, deny God, And not be a Fallen Angel? (Or not be equal to God?) Or worse (Or better) Be damned to H3LL (not be bossed around by a God!) Eternal torment (Eternal freedom). What is this game? (That really looks stupid when I read it after writing it!) Awwa Parable #0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001 Awwa knew he was an Artist. When the Fairey of the Winds of Fortune asked him what he wished, Awwa replied, "Let me be Wind!" And it was so. Whispering softly in your ear... Awwa \A/
Aw They found a smoking capgun, Heh! Spooky Tactics I just realized what it is about GW that I can't bare to watch or listen to. It's like he's some sort of illusionist, or maybe the truer term would be hypnotist. When I was in elementary school (5th grade?), they held a Carnival Day, which featured a magician. He had one of those boxes with the sliding door, that would hide an object when he flipped the box a certain way. I immediately understood what was going on, and basically ruined his act for the rest, mostly younger kids. So he got mad (a 30 something adult mind you), and basically scolded me into leaving his magic show, Heh! I've never particularly liked illusions or that sense of being fooled. But then who does? I believe that's what got me going about my Mom, when she was talking about the evangelist saying the Iraq War was God's will. It was like I wasn't talking to my Mom. It was like she was under the influence of some sort of brain washing, like she'd become a Stepford Wife, "What's wrong with the war? If it's God's will, then let God's will be done!" The many times this President has made TV appearances, at least since his election, have made me jump for the remote searching for something on PBS, Fox, or UPN to watch rather than his addresses. I've even stationed Video tapes near the VCR, if the need became great enough. It's hard to describe, and perhaps I'm reacting to my own growing anger, but especially when listening to him, I get this unsettled feeling, like there's some sort of subtext, barely disearnable, but entirely contrary to my rational side and my beliefs. It seems to be saying, "I [Bush] am in control. Everything is going to be alright. Relax and don't worry. I'm going to take care of everything." But it grates on my psyche like fingernails on a blackboard, or like a dog when it hears someone blowing one of those whistles. It's just below the normal radar, but it drives me crazy! Of course analyzing what he's saying directly is enough to put many sound minds into an uproar, so maybe that's all it is. Maybe my rage clouds my rational side into a desperate state (which in and of itself would be another form of mind control). But I wouldn't doubt it, if sometime, perhaps many years from now, they revealed that this administration was using some as yet undemonstrated mind-control tactics on the American public. There are those who have already compared TV to the Lida Machine (Korean brain-washing device which used electro-magnetic pulses in tune with the target's brain). "But I guess it would be okay to be brain-washed, if you are really from the government and you are really here to help me...." EiYikes! Awwa \A/
Aw "Smoking gun" WMD site in Iraq turns out to contain pesticide. This just begs the question 'If we don't have a smoking gun now, why are we in Iraq?'
chiefwagonburner Punks and ravers. Now that would be some interesting people watching, Speck. Jim, I believe intervention and prescription of antidepressants is required. I'll throw in some shock therapy for half off. Re: Comp addiction. I had a bit of that in college, I eventually just got sick of being sedentary. My comp now sits dead, and I haven't bothered to get internet since I have been in SD (over a year now). I needed a rest. Computers at work and home are an easy way to burn out. Watched bowling for columbine this weekend (with Jimbo!), I liked it a lot. I think Mike did some creative editing on certain timeline bits with regards to the NRA stuff (some clips were taken from different times), but it was still good stuff. I was talking to Jimmy about the whole fear/door thing. I remember being puzzled after seeing people lock their doors when they were in their house during the day. In my mind, the lock was something you used if you were going to bed, or were leaving the house. Yes, I've lived in cities (and shitty neighborhoods), before you ask :). Marilyn Mansion - not a big fan, but he nailed it - 'Fear and consumption'. After screwing up my el foil (I think) I started work on my coffee table, with much better results so far. I've gotta say, going to home depot really isn't fun, but working with your hands is a nice change. I am interested to see how this turns out. I haven't done anything like this since I was 14ish.
chiefwagonburner Speck, you should see my car right now. It's grafilthy. Yeah, it's weird about me. I don't really organize much of anything now that you mention it. Way to bring this shortcoming to my attention. I mean yes...I put all my tea on one shelf, and I like things to be ordered, but as far as my material stuff goes. Damn. WOW. Seriously though. Damn. The only thing I organize is my math. Everything else is insanely disorganized. I think I need help.
jimmy dude, your room has always been a disaster. And that predates your computer obsession. When I first met you, there was no floor to your room. Just stuff strewn about that you would walk on top of. I used to try to walk around it, but that was futile so I got used to just traipsing over everything. You just don't think in organized ways. At least not about stuff. That's all part of you living in not quite this world... I have a hangover. sheesh. I took two punk bands to a raver party last night. That was funny. My two worlds colliding. They collided quite well until I had to escort the drunken front man (that I'm kinda dating? I'm undecided about that) from one of the bands outta there because he was semi-conscious and starting to yell at my friend whose house we were at. Ah, yes. The joys of hanging out with a buncha fuckin' drunks. On both sides really. Anyhoo, so I got him out and didn't make it home myself until sometime this painful morning. I don't know when, but it was light out. egads. oh by the way, xw, if you're reading this - your dress is finished! and quite cute I must say. pics to follow....
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians Awwa, I just got back from talking about the same issue. My room is a disaster, and what am I doing? Grrr. I did manage to get out even though all I really wanted to do was download music and record myself playing Halo and doing mind boggling stunts with the Warthog. (I'm pretty sure I can get some sort of recognition for my Warthog stunts if I just new how to encode video from a VCR to mpeg.) Anyhow, I did the same thing yesterday. I was invited to see 'Bowling for Columbine" and just didn't have the patience or the heart to be away from my room, but I went anyhow, and I'm glad. Awwa, if you haven't seen it, it's certainly right up your alley.
jimmy PC Addiction! As we were winding down our day, having a few cold ones at a local micro brewery, my bud Brent and I were discussing our PC addictions. He was saying how he stays up late at night, when he knows he has to go to work the next day. And he admitted to putting aside other tasks, cleaning, washing dishes, laundry; things he should be doing, in order to spend more time on the computer. I could confess no less. "In fact..." I admitted to him, "I was going to blow off our usual salvage barn shopping, buffet eating, beer drinking Saturday. I was going to make-up excuses, saying that my new teeth (newly acquired Dental School dentures) were hurting me, that I couldn't go; just so I could stay on the computer longer!" And I meant it! But something inside me said, "Go outside! Do something else, rather than veg-out doing computer things all day!" And somehow, I managed to work-up the gumption to break away from my PC. When my buddy called, I only asked who was driving, where we are going, and how soon do we get going! I broke away! I escaped! While Brent and I were having our last beers, we sort of smirked at each other, each knowing the other's addiction, knowing that as soon as the other got home, they'd be on the computer. But it was okay. The fact that we'd made the time to get together on Saturday and spend 5+ hours together away from our computers meant... we were making progress... Yeah, right! We discussed having another round before leaving. But neither of us were that strong! PeaCe's! Awwa |A/
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