Monday, July 28, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
1am
I just woke up with those 1am sweats. Needed to pee Too(just to overshare), It also crossed my mind that I'm fortunate I don't piss all over my floor sometimes. Maybe that is better phrased, I'm suprised I don't.
A big glass of water will sort all this out... Maybe I'll shower, Maybe I'll open my door and let some of that cool decadent air conditioning into my room... Seems like a hot night.
If you havn't seen that movie, You have to see it. It alows you to realize why William Hurt and Kathlene Turner didn't spend their lives Fliping Burgers.
Have I ever let you all in on my theory that Air conditioning is part of the reason for the obesity epidemic, Nobody would allow themselves to get into the 300 pound range if there wasn't air conditioning.... Either that or they would just die.
Just to let you all in on how stupid my sister is, She didn't have air conditioning for a few years. I asked her how she did that? she had this huge ritual, to lock in cool air in the morning. Then it all creshendoed with "Then if I don't move around all day, it's fine"
There is a great Nova about the "First Flower", Super interesting. It never occured to me how important the way flowers reproduce was to the way our entire ecosystem developed.
I'm dying to know what I posted last night...... If I read it, I'll probably take it down... and that wouldn't be any fun now would it...
Hmmm How about that shower.
A big glass of water will sort all this out... Maybe I'll shower, Maybe I'll open my door and let some of that cool decadent air conditioning into my room... Seems like a hot night.
--My God, it's hot. Stepped out of the shower and started sweating again. Is it still burning? Jesus, it's bigger. What is it? --It's the Seawater Inn. My family used to eat dinner there twenty-five years ago. Now somebody's touched it to clear the lot. --It's a shame. --My history is burning up out there.
you're not too smart are you? i like that in a man.
If you havn't seen that movie, You have to see it. It alows you to realize why William Hurt and Kathlene Turner didn't spend their lives Fliping Burgers.
Have I ever let you all in on my theory that Air conditioning is part of the reason for the obesity epidemic, Nobody would allow themselves to get into the 300 pound range if there wasn't air conditioning.... Either that or they would just die.
Just to let you all in on how stupid my sister is, She didn't have air conditioning for a few years. I asked her how she did that? she had this huge ritual, to lock in cool air in the morning. Then it all creshendoed with "Then if I don't move around all day, it's fine"
There is a great Nova about the "First Flower", Super interesting. It never occured to me how important the way flowers reproduce was to the way our entire ecosystem developed.
I'm dying to know what I posted last night...... If I read it, I'll probably take it down... and that wouldn't be any fun now would it...
Hmmm How about that shower.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Elias was a Crusader
And if the Machine Breaks down, we break down, and I ain't going to allow that.
Me, drunky Drunk Drunk... but I'm home, and in bed, ready to pass out. I've rehydrate, taken my vitamins... it's 8pm...

I figure in my drunken stupor, it's probably time for me to throw my "A" blog game down.
I imagine some of the new Folks ask:
"why the affection for "the mop", that blog seems distracted and scattered... I just don't get it"
Well... I'd like to imagine Game on: here we are, Middle of growing season, mid cycling season... It's time to throw down.
"I'd like to hear about it Pot Heads, you boys take this shit to escape from reality, I AM REALITY"
Sometimes... I hope that nobody thinks I talk about my ideal life... I suffer... They say "I only teach "Suffering, and the Elevation of suffering". I sit, every day.... Work 8-16 hours a day... with maybe 2-4 hours of decompression, Repeat.... I mentioned today, that I hate Financial advisers, Social Scientists, Myopic Jesus worshipers(sorry... love to the Jesus worshipers, sorry you don't get Evolution.(in your nomenclature," to those who more is blessed more is expected, and to those who less is blessed, less expected".... So... Love to all of you, Please I understand... it's a Mad mad world)... And I totally get it... so really... One Love.
"we walk a narrow path between divinity and trickery"
For the past year I'd like to think that I've achieve some clarity, with a sort of emphasis for 'finding my bliss' and Accepting the reality which is, there for all to experience, and few to see.... I like to convince myself that I have of an ability to glimpses "Reality" and Peer through the illusion which Haunts us all.... As you read this, and think "well I'm plenty caught up in reality. this Mother is a nut job"...
Just as a Mental exercise.. one can consider that the more concrete one be lives their reality is, the more dis-connected one probably is from Reality. The only constant in the universe is change, A concrete universe is only The most subject to the Greatest shattering of all it's illusions.....
"you all loved elias,....you all want to kick ass... well here I am all bye my lonesome, ain't nobody going say nothing."
"death, what do you all know about death!"
And As I reflect on this post, It reminds me of Icarus... and a warning to not fly too close to the sun........
and I am Humbled...... I know nothing. And remember .... the enemy is always "within ourselves"
Me, drunky Drunk Drunk... but I'm home, and in bed, ready to pass out. I've rehydrate, taken my vitamins... it's 8pm...
I figure in my drunken stupor, it's probably time for me to throw my "A" blog game down.
I imagine some of the new Folks ask:
"why the affection for "the mop", that blog seems distracted and scattered... I just don't get it"
Well... I'd like to imagine Game on: here we are, Middle of growing season, mid cycling season... It's time to throw down.
"I'd like to hear about it Pot Heads, you boys take this shit to escape from reality, I AM REALITY"
Sometimes... I hope that nobody thinks I talk about my ideal life... I suffer... They say "I only teach "Suffering, and the Elevation of suffering". I sit, every day.... Work 8-16 hours a day... with maybe 2-4 hours of decompression, Repeat.... I mentioned today, that I hate Financial advisers, Social Scientists, Myopic Jesus worshipers(sorry... love to the Jesus worshipers, sorry you don't get Evolution.(in your nomenclature," to those who more is blessed more is expected, and to those who less is blessed, less expected".... So... Love to all of you, Please I understand... it's a Mad mad world)... And I totally get it... so really... One Love.
"we walk a narrow path between divinity and trickery"
For the past year I'd like to think that I've achieve some clarity, with a sort of emphasis for 'finding my bliss' and Accepting the reality which is, there for all to experience, and few to see.... I like to convince myself that I have of an ability to glimpses "Reality" and Peer through the illusion which Haunts us all.... As you read this, and think "well I'm plenty caught up in reality. this Mother is a nut job"...
Just as a Mental exercise.. one can consider that the more concrete one be lives their reality is, the more dis-connected one probably is from Reality. The only constant in the universe is change, A concrete universe is only The most subject to the Greatest shattering of all it's illusions.....
"you all loved elias,....you all want to kick ass... well here I am all bye my lonesome, ain't nobody going say nothing."
"death, what do you all know about death!"
And As I reflect on this post, It reminds me of Icarus... and a warning to not fly too close to the sun........
and I am Humbled...... I know nothing. And remember .... the enemy is always "within ourselves"
MYGN
Sunday, June 22, 2008
The today show
Why is Erin Burnett hauled on tv as some kind of economics expert. That is an impressive show of ignorance.
She just reported that I use 25 barrels of oil a day. BTW that is 1250 gallons per day 426,520 gallons of oil per year.... apparently I'm drinking it.
Hey Erin.... Years are different than days. Hey NBC universal, Get someone who knows something to misinform your audience.... I mean, do it right... Get Kudlow, at least his slight of hand is interesting.
Erin, Learn some humility, you like most of us, know very little, your troll like statements of fact, show how very little you actually know.
She just reported that I use 25 barrels of oil a day. BTW that is 1250 gallons per day 426,520 gallons of oil per year.... apparently I'm drinking it.
Hey Erin.... Years are different than days. Hey NBC universal, Get someone who knows something to misinform your audience.... I mean, do it right... Get Kudlow, at least his slight of hand is interesting.
Erin, Learn some humility, you like most of us, know very little, your troll like statements of fact, show how very little you actually know.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Update
I figured I'd update this blog on my "trying to find that woman from a million years ago" obviously those things are ridiculous.... but... she never e-mailed me back after her initial response.
I decided not to chase, seemed like a waist of energy... and I don't have much time for that kind of nonsense any more... someone doesn't want me in their life these days. I don't have any interest in putting any energy into it..
which seems obvious.
I decided not to chase, seemed like a waist of energy... and I don't have much time for that kind of nonsense any more... someone doesn't want me in their life these days. I don't have any interest in putting any energy into it..
which seems obvious.
Monday, June 16, 2008
U.S. Golf Open
So, I'm sitting here watching the playoff between rocco somebody, and Tiger...
I umn..... I Hate Golf...... I tried to like it...... I'm strung fairly tight, which explains why it's not something that appeals to me.
It seems to be about relaxing... and I'm more likely to break my clubs..... and I refused to drop $400 on clubs.
What did Mark Twain say.... Perfectly good way to ruin a nice walk.
But this is a great play off. I guess, I do wish I could enjoy golf... seems like that would be nice.
The last 2 games I played, One I took a solid beating from a guy I can't stand. The other I played with my brother, gave him a solid beating, and was miserable the whole time. I couldn't wait to get off the course. Some of that could be be because my brother picks the worst courses...
Golf is like exercise, without an increased heart rate...
I umn..... I Hate Golf...... I tried to like it...... I'm strung fairly tight, which explains why it's not something that appeals to me.
It seems to be about relaxing... and I'm more likely to break my clubs..... and I refused to drop $400 on clubs.
What did Mark Twain say.... Perfectly good way to ruin a nice walk.
But this is a great play off. I guess, I do wish I could enjoy golf... seems like that would be nice.
The last 2 games I played, One I took a solid beating from a guy I can't stand. The other I played with my brother, gave him a solid beating, and was miserable the whole time. I couldn't wait to get off the course. Some of that could be be because my brother picks the worst courses...
Golf is like exercise, without an increased heart rate...
the other blog
I keep posting to the other blog....
I'm not going to link it but.
themopinator.blogspot.com
The more personal posts Are getting posted here...
I wish I had enough motivation to post them at both places
I'm not going to link it but.
themopinator.blogspot.com
The more personal posts Are getting posted here...
I wish I had enough motivation to post them at both places
Friday, May 30, 2008
Yes Virginia, there is no Santa Claus
... I'm a huge fan of veggie burgers, they have grown on me. I'm even so ridiculous I almost prefer them over actual burgers....
I'm not sure what I'm doing.... You all know I have 3 blogs I'm currently maintaining actively.... The old blog is up... and I'm posting stuff to it. The good ones I'm trying to cross post... which is a bitch.
The thing is that Somethings arn't appropriate for some audiences.... and some stuff is just whining that I don't want to post to some blogs... or send to people in email.
Another problem is that I'm never sure what I have posted where.....
When I was 19 I moved to Taiwan and taught English. It was quite an eccentric move to be honest....I've always had in my mind that I should write a book about my experience.... The interesting thing, is that most books need a Theme/Concept.... some form of Moral that they share...... I always thought it would be better as a fiction.
I also think that a good story about the blog would be good too.... but I digress.
I'm not sure.... Maybe I started thinking about the book over the weekend... or when this happened I started thinking about that book. I was taking one of my infamous weekend naps... Ok they are only infamous in my mind. I woke up, with just a bug up my but to track down some of the people I met in those travels.
My first cyberstalking victim, was this sweet, attractive young lady(I was 19, she was 21 or so). and Now I know I'm old and ugly.... so..... I'm not sure what my point is. She was a little Smitten with me, and like a fool..... like the recurring fool that I am, I was never aggressive enough in pursuing it. Not that I actually know her all that well.....
I completely track her down, takes me a couple hours, a nice walk and a good cup of coffee. She is completely surprised, as one should be when someone you knew 15 years ago for a short time tracks you down......
Then I totally blow it, by banging out one of my Overwhelming emails.... some of you know about these.... i mean... You all know what it's like to read my blogs, and realize I have 3 of them. Pluss e-mail correspondence..... Point being, when I hit you with "What I Think", I literally Pull my brain out, drop it on the table, and show you all the little pieces.... Getting inside my head is like doing a self autopsy... with the patient talking you through it, and it can be charming, but it's an acquired taste
I guess it also shows, quite accurately what a lunatic I am.
Now I toil, do I break the social Etiquette of quid pro Que social interaction and just let her respond, or do I just Play it cool....
I'm currently leaning toward waiting a week, then I'll do the "sorry, I'm a goofy Loon email."
I'm not sure what I'm doing.... You all know I have 3 blogs I'm currently maintaining actively.... The old blog is up... and I'm posting stuff to it. The good ones I'm trying to cross post... which is a bitch.
The thing is that Somethings arn't appropriate for some audiences.... and some stuff is just whining that I don't want to post to some blogs... or send to people in email.
Another problem is that I'm never sure what I have posted where.....
When I was 19 I moved to Taiwan and taught English. It was quite an eccentric move to be honest....I've always had in my mind that I should write a book about my experience.... The interesting thing, is that most books need a Theme/Concept.... some form of Moral that they share...... I always thought it would be better as a fiction.
I also think that a good story about the blog would be good too.... but I digress.
I'm not sure.... Maybe I started thinking about the book over the weekend... or when this happened I started thinking about that book. I was taking one of my infamous weekend naps... Ok they are only infamous in my mind. I woke up, with just a bug up my but to track down some of the people I met in those travels.
My first cyberstalking victim, was this sweet, attractive young lady(I was 19, she was 21 or so). and Now I know I'm old and ugly.... so..... I'm not sure what my point is. She was a little Smitten with me, and like a fool..... like the recurring fool that I am, I was never aggressive enough in pursuing it. Not that I actually know her all that well.....
I completely track her down, takes me a couple hours, a nice walk and a good cup of coffee. She is completely surprised, as one should be when someone you knew 15 years ago for a short time tracks you down......
Then I totally blow it, by banging out one of my Overwhelming emails.... some of you know about these.... i mean... You all know what it's like to read my blogs, and realize I have 3 of them. Pluss e-mail correspondence..... Point being, when I hit you with "What I Think", I literally Pull my brain out, drop it on the table, and show you all the little pieces.... Getting inside my head is like doing a self autopsy... with the patient talking you through it, and it can be charming, but it's an acquired taste
I guess it also shows, quite accurately what a lunatic I am.
Now I toil, do I break the social Etiquette of quid pro Que social interaction and just let her respond, or do I just Play it cool....
I'm currently leaning toward waiting a week, then I'll do the "sorry, I'm a goofy Loon email."
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