http://www.history.com/shows.do?episodeId=303046&action=detail

While it might have competition for being the worst thing I have ever watched, it was DEFINITELY the worst show I have ever seen to prove or disprove the existence of a bigfoot. They had a guy who makes remote control helicopters come down from Michigan to fly over the region to see if he could catch anything.   The remote control helicopter, while being just loud enough to scare off any and all wildlife in general, had a thermal camera and recorded something in the woods that looks like a dot, so you can’t tell what it is.  Inconclusive.  It could have been a deer or wolf, or one of this dude's friends for all we know.  (Plus, I have to mention that the helicopter, because it was battery operated, lasted only for a few minutes at a time.)

Then they shared some daytime footage of what looks like a person in a state park, running through the brush.  It was a regular sized creature, who appeared to be white (aren't sasquatches brown?).  The SM and I were convinced it was kids, mid-coitus, running from the ranger.  Regardless, it was shot in 1992 so the tape sucks.  Again; inconclusive.

Plus, everyone always sees it while they’re alone....except for the lone sighting of this one couple who was camping, in Ohio, in the middle of December.  If you ask me, they had to be on something pretty damn strong to be camping in December in Salt Fork State Park.  Yet again; inconclusive.

Because of all these "sightings" by high campers and cat ladies in trailers, the people from The Ohio Center for Bigfoot Research (my tax money went to this?!?!) came in to investigate.  They set up three motion-activated cameras and a dummy to lure the grassman into the cameras' range.  The dummy was a monkey mask and a black rug on a couple of two by fours.  Seriously.  And when that didn’t work, the one guy was screaming like a woman to lure it.

I have to say, there was one interesting moment in the show where a scientist did do some tests and found a legitimate non-human primate footprint in southern Ohio.  Could there be the missing link in evolution out there somewhere?  But I couldn't take him seriously because he lives in Bentonville*, Southern Ohio (almost in Kentucky, population 4600), possibly 200 miles from even the nearest zoo, and he was (too) proud of the fact that he was just not a fingerprint expert, but a primate fingerprint expert.  WHY would ANYONE in the world much less Bentonville, Ohio need to be an expert on primate fingerprints?  Was there a rash of unsolved bank robberies by the local chimp gang?  Did a grocery store get robbed of all its bananas?  Inconclusive?  CHECK.

All in all, it was just about the worst, least conclusive piece of journalism, if you want to call it that, that I have ever seen.  I'm not one to believe in a lot of bigfoot/alien abduction because 99 times out of 100, that person got abducted or saw the sasquatch by themselves.   No one else is ever around the validate the experience.   I understand that ALF isn't going to jump out and show himself in a room of people in the middle of the day to sign autographs, but come on.

Secondly - if this thing is a primate, it's an herbivore most likely.  In that case, I don't give a shit because it's not going to eat me and it's not going to eat the Punkster.  Additionally, doesn't this thing poop anywhere?  Do they die?  This would all be conclusive evidence that was never mentioned during the show that would prove that a creature like this existed.  Conclusive evidence? Fuck that!  Leave that to fancy, nancy-boy scientists who sit in lily-white labcoats in labratories all day.  Let's get drunk and speculate about a tape that was made 15 years ago and sad hillbilly testimony.

Thirdly, these experiences rarely, if ever, happen to educated individuals who I am going to believe.  I am all about learning more about potential connections between us and lesser forms of life...and if there is concrete evidence that there are beings on other planets, I want to hear about it.  But if Jim Bob is out in the woods drinkin' around the campfire with his wife-cousin, and she goes to the truck to grab another pack of menthols out of the cab, and somethingmysteriously gets lodged up his ass, I am going to most likely assume it was the moonshine talking, not an alien probe.  (After all, he ain't no fag!)  If he sees a big, burly, hairy mass with linebacker shoulders at the edge of the clearing, chances are it was just Bobbie Sue, chasing after her Camel Cash.

In conclusion (since there were no conclusions made on the show), I am not any more convinced that The Ohio Grassman exists, or that any bigfoot-like creature roams the earth.  If there WAS a link between us and other primates, why are there only handful of these creatures around?  There are billions of people on earth, and probably millions of monkeys.  How could the missing link exist in only a select few?  I guess we'll never know.

MORE INFO:

More about sightings:  http://www.bigfootencounters.com/creatures/grassman.htm

About how the show was a joke:  http://forums.randi.org/showthread.php?t=116269

*Fun Trivia:  The median home value is a whopping $36,000.  Median household income is $26,000.  Additionally, Bentonville is the home of the Anti-Horse Thief Society monument. Like many organizations whose purpose for being established no longer exists, horse thievery is no longer a problem in Adams County. However, the Society continues to exist and hold meetings.  STFU.

What's that all about? If you don't want to see me again don't take my number. I text Chappy in the week to rearrange our cancelled date and he hasn't replied. It's not that I'm bothered but I what was the point of all that texting? I just don't get it. When I crept out of his hotel room early one Sunday morning he had my number, I didn't have his. He didn't need to use it if he wasn't interested.

This keeps happening to me lately. Why are boys happy to text but go no further? Waste. Of. Time.

人 可 以 为 了 没 开 始 过 的 ， 虚 无 飘 渺 的，  揪 结 、 痛 心 。旁 人 无 法 理 解 ， 更 不 能 体 会 。

在 执 着 当 中 ， 带 了 股 傻 劲 。 以 为 从 一 而 终 ， 尽 管 默 默 欣 赏 ， 走 不 进 对 方 的 世 界 ， 却 还 暗 自 陶 醉 。 以 为 坚 守 ， 远 远 保 护 这 也 算 爱 ， 但 其 实 对 方 无 动 于 衷 ， 也 不 看 在 眼 里 。

在 对 方 心 里 ， 你 又 算 什 么 ？ 是 个 代 替 品 ？ 在 空 虚 无 聊 时 才 想 到 的 人 ？ 如 果 失 去 了 你 ， 他 会 感 觉 到 那 个 空 隙 吗 ？ 他 会 想 起 你 这 个 曾 经 在 他 失 意 的 时 候 听 他 倾 诉 心 事 而 静 静 聆 听 的 人 吗 ？

与 其 自 己 抱 着 伤 痛 ， 还 不 如 换 个 角 度 观 - 值 得 吗 ？明 明 知 道 是 输 定 了 的 战 果 ， 还 需 要 自 讨 霉 趣 吗 ？ 争 地 位 ， 争 宠 - 这 些 幼 稚 的 游 戏 就 算 了 。 既 然 对 方 心 甘 情 愿 受 别 人 摆 布 ， 你 有 何 苦 那 么 心 疼 ？

无 论 你 多 努 力 去 试 着 改 变 自 己 ， 最 后 还 是 会 输 给 社 会 - 因 为 逆 流 而 行 ， 不 懂 得 这 个 社 会 的 游 戏 规 则， 就 没 有 办 法 讨 人 欢 欣 。 一 个 真 挚 ， 实 在 的 人 ， 到 最 后 在 别 人 眼 里 ， 只 是 一 个 遥 不 可 既 ，另 类 的 奇 怪 人 物 。 不 懂 得 欣 赏 ，摆 在 眼 前 的 ， 即 使 是 珍 品 ， 对 方 还 是 会 走 宝 。

去 好 好 的 想 想 应 该 如 何 更 充 实 的 利 用 时 间 。 多 花 点 心 思 在 别 人 身 上 ， 担 心 那 些 值 得 担 心 的 ， 那 才 不 会 枉 费 此 生 。

LATER。

Wow....it looks like Kathy shoplifted some bacon under that hideous dress

Each bomb scare results in an immense waste of time and money for all concerned. One could well remember when recently, as a result of a bomb threat, the Piarco International Airport had to be evacuated and incoming flights turned away.This resulted in a great inconvenience to travellers, a loss of money by the airlines and damage to our international reputation. Also, one remembers the massive traffic pile up that resulted in Port-of- Spain a couple Fridays ago when there was a bomb scare in the vicinity of the Port-of-Spain Magistrates' Court and Red House. Many businesses and offices were forced to close as early as 12.30 pm on that day in the ensuing panic and uncertainty that resulted from what turned out to be just another prank call. Of even greater concern, is that these hoaxes necessitated the mobilisation of a many members of the armed forces whose time could have been better spent dealing with some of our more pressing national security issues.

In this regard the Police ought to be commended for the apprehension and successful prosecution of Nicholas Gumbs. On Friday May 28, 2004 Mr. Gumbs, via a cell phone, falsely represented himself to be Jamaat al Muslimeen leader Yasin Abu Bakr and falsely reported to the St James police that there was a bomb planted at the Red House. The staff at the Red House had to stop their official duties in service to the country and had to evacuate the building. Mr Gumbs was charged for the "misuse of telephone facilities" under section 106 of the Summary Courts Act which makes it an offence for a person to send " any message by telephone, or any telegram which he knows to be false, for the purpose of causing annoyance, inconvenience or needless anxiety to any other person." What happened next served to highlight how woefully inadequate the present law is to deal with this serious criminal offence.

Mr Gumbs pleaded guilty and received the maximum sentence under section 106, which, at present, is a fine of two hundred dollars or one month imprisonment. This sentencing provision of the Act dates back to 1951. It is clearly inadequate and needs to be updated if the law is to serve as a real deterrent to all those who are minded to engage in setting up "bomb scares". The setting up of bomb scares is an act of terrorism and one who engages in such conduct shows by his conduct that he has no regard for the time, property or emotions of others. A person engaging in such conduct should only have a fine imposed upon him in the most exceptional of circumstances. Imprisonment should be the order of the day for such offence. Further, section 106 deals with the sending of "any message by telephone or any telegram." No provision is made for the now common method of sending messages via e-mail. We need to have a statutory provision to deal specifically with bomb threats and a sentencing provision that reflects the severity of this criminal act in our present global and local climate.

Such a provision could be similar to section 51 of the Criminal Law Act 1977 in England where "A person who communicates any information which he knows or believes to be false to another person with the intention of inducing in him or any other person a false belief that a bomb or other thing liable to explode or ignite is present in any place or location whatever is guilty of an offence." To simply call the telephone operator on a 999 call and utter the words "there is a bomb" without identifying any specific place where a bomb might be planted, constitutes an offence for one is liable to be prosecuted. Under section 51 of this Act the stipulated sentence, if an offender is convicted in the Magistrates' Court, is a fine or six months imprisonment, and if he is convicted in the High Court the stipulated sentence is a term of imprisonment of up to seven years.

In England the Court of Appeal has generally approved sentences of between 12 months to two years imprisonment. Mr Gumbs should consider himself very lucky. Finally,it goes without saying that the Police in all parts of the country should be equipped with state of the art telephone tracing equipment so as to apprehend offenders swiftly and with sufficient evidence to ensure a conviction.

Each bomb scare results in an immense waste of time and money for all concerned. One could well remember when recently, as a result of a bomb threat, the Piarco International Airport had to be evacuated and incoming flights turned away.This resulted in a great inconvenience to travellers, a loss of money by the airlines and damage to our international reputation. Also, one remembers the massive traffic pile up that resulted in Port-of- Spain a couple Fridays ago when there was a bomb scare in the vicinity of the Port-of-Spain Magistrates' Court and Red House. Many businesses and offices were forced to close as early as 12.30 pm on that day in the ensuing panic and uncertainty that resulted from what turned out to be just another prank call. Of even greater concern, is that these hoaxes necessitated the mobilisation of a many members of the armed forces whose time could have been better spent dealing with some of our more pressing national security issues.

In this regard the Police ought to be commended for the apprehension and successful prosecution of Nicholas Gumbs. On Friday May 28, 2004 Mr. Gumbs, via a cell phone, falsely represented himself to be Jamaat al Muslimeen leader Yasin Abu Bakr and falsely reported to the St James police that there was a bomb planted at the Red House. The staff at the Red House had to stop their official duties in service to the country and had to evacuate the building. Mr Gumbs was charged for the "misuse of telephone facilities" under section 106 of the Summary Courts Act which makes it an offence for a person to send " any message by telephone, or any telegram which he knows to be false, for the purpose of causing annoyance, inconvenience or needless anxiety to any other person." What happened next served to highlight how woefully inadequate the present law is to deal with this serious criminal offence.

Mr Gumbs pleaded guilty and received the maximum sentence under section 106, which, at present, is a fine of two hundred dollars or one month imprisonment. This sentencing provision of the Act dates back to 1951. It is clearly inadequate and needs to be updated if the law is to serve as a real deterrent to all those who are minded to engage in setting up "bomb scares". The setting up of bomb scares is an act of terrorism and one who engages in such conduct shows by his conduct that he has no regard for the time, property or emotions of others. A person engaging in such conduct should only have a fine imposed upon him in the most exceptional of circumstances. Imprisonment should be the order of the day for such offence. Further, section 106 deals with the sending of "any message by telephone or any telegram." No provision is made for the now common method of sending messages via e-mail. We need to have a statutory provision to deal specifically with bomb threats and a sentencing provision that reflects the severity of this criminal act in our present global and local climate.

Such a provision could be similar to section 51 of the Criminal Law Act 1977 in England where "A person who communicates any information which he knows or believes to be false to another person with the intention of inducing in him or any other person a false belief that a bomb or other thing liable to explode or ignite is present in any place or location whatever is guilty of an offence." To simply call the telephone operator on a 999 call and utter the words "there is a bomb" without identifying any specific place where a bomb might be planted, constitutes an offence for one is liable to be prosecuted. Under section 51 of this Act the stipulated sentence, if an offender is convicted in the Magistrates' Court, is a fine or six months imprisonment, and if he is convicted in the High Court the stipulated sentence is a term of imprisonment of up to seven years.

In England the Court of Appeal has generally approved sentences of between 12 months to two years imprisonment. Mr Gumbs should consider himself very lucky. Finally,it goes without saying that the Police in all parts of the country should be equipped with state of the art telephone tracing equipment so as to apprehend offenders swiftly and with sufficient evidence to ensure a conviction.

Art
Simplistic, yet detailed art is probably one of the most attractive traits that this mangaka had for this series.  The SFX and the details drawn into the battle scenes are most excellent.  The trademark of this series is the burning buildings, not the burnt carcasses.

Story
The story grows from original to completely unoriginal after 3 volumes into the series.  Ninja wannabe with flame powers actually becomes ninja-esque.  Ninja finds person who he wants to protect.  That supposed person is captured numerous times.  Ninja makes friends along the way as he continues to save his princess.  The story also boils down to pure good and evil, to protect or to kill.  In addition to this ordinary plot, the mangaka throws in the idea about weapons on how their purpose is to kill or to protect people.  However, this concept is emphasized so much that it becomes redundant.

Character
All of the main characters are static, meaning that they change very little over the course of 33 volumes.  Even the mangaka pokes humor out of his characters by pointing out their flaws along with several gag jokes dispersed among his volumes.  Indeed, the enemies switch to the "heroic" side after they have been defeated by the main characters, but that does not make the reader feel any more sympathetic for the opponent.

Enjoyment
On a scale of 1 to 10, I'd rate this as a 7, which is the typical value for a rather unenlightening series.  Indeed, there were numerous points where I could sympathize for the main character, but most of them reside within the last volume.

Value/Overall = 7.0/10.0
Honestly, do not read this series, because it is simply not worth 33 volumes of my time.  There are far better shounen series within this genre.  The manga-ka could have atleast cut the series down to 13 volumes to increase its enjoyment and nostalgic factor, but that's it.  If one must certainly read this series, just read the first few volumes and then skip to the last volume.  Nothing much really happens in the middle volumes besides gaining the trust of the 7 dragons and the history of kurei's hatred towards Kori Mouran.

I had a great weekend with 3D. Relaxing. I did a little bit of work on electives applications but didn't send any out yet because most schools in NY won't accept them until 6 months before or else they'll return it to you. I'm applying mostly to schools in NYC. More on that when i know more.

Also, as 3D reported I saw Sex and the City with my friend C. As KT reported, in her comment, we too saw it in Gold Class style. It was so amazing. I don't think i would want to do Gold Class for any other movie but for SATC, it was very cool. We got cosmos, wine, cheese platters, wedges etc. It was great. I definitely have to see the movie again because i am sorry to say that i don't remember much of the beginning. The downside of alcohol being served during a movie... Anyway, i don't know if there is the equivalent of Gold Class in the US. If there is, i definitely don't know about it, but it's basically watching the movie in a more private theatre with amazingly comfortable reclining chairs. There is a little table between each set of 2 chairs and there is wait staff that delivers your food and drinks. It's expensive but it was a really fun, pampering experience.

Sex and the City in the Gold Class theatre. Those chairs were amazing!

After the movie. (Our mess).

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In other news, 3D and i rode our bikes together to the hospital today. Ugh. Gas is up to about $6 per gallon in Sydney and our car is old and gas-guzzling, so we are trying to do our part for the environment (and our wallets). It took a really long time to bike there (about 50 minutes), but less time to bike home (40 minutes). This is shameful. If 3D is alone, he can do it at least 10 min faster each way, but i am out of bike shape. I used to avidly attend spinning classes at the gym and ride everywhere when we lived near the Uni, but i've been lazy lately. I am ready to make a change, however. Although riding to the hospital KILLED my legs (lots of hills!!), it felt really good and i really felt like i earned my dinner tonight :) We went to Sushi Train with C & A, which is one of my favorite restaurants in Sydney. 3D and i have been to many Sushi Trains throughout Sydney (Burwood, Bondi Beach, Bondi Junction, Townhall, etc.) but Newtown Sushi Train is BY FAR the best one. It is so amazing and so fresh. Anyway, if you haven't been, i recommend it. You basically sit at the bar and a conveyor belt of sushi passes in front of you and you take whatever you want off the conveyor belt. It's priced based on the color of the plate. You can also request the sushi makers to make certain things for you if you don't see it on the train.

The only medical thing i'm going to report today is that i finished Renal on Friday & started Hematology on Monday. Renal was one of the best rotations I've had so far--the teaching was excellent (plus, i got signed off on my rectal exam!) So far in Hematology, I attended some clinics and it was really interesting. Heme is where i think my interests lie, so i hope to be able to make a more informed decision about that over the next month.

I know this was a really boring post, but it's good for me because it means that i'm decompressing :)

Certainly, nobody expects realism from Indiana Jones (I mean, Christ, the first one had God in it. Certainly, no realism whatsoever), however, the latest film is entirely incoherent.

Hold on, he is fighting the Russians! Wait, hold on, his best friend has turned on him. Now he is fighting the FBI. Wait. Russians again. Now he is fighting South American ninjas. Wait. Fighting the Russians again. Hold on, he kissed and made up with his best friend. Wait. Hold on. He was fighting for the Russians all along. Back to fighting the Russians. Hold on. ALIENS!

That, my friends was the latest Indiana Jones film in a few lines. Here is the latest Indiana Jones film in a few words. Piece of shit.

What is worse is the moronic Doctor Who fans, who insist that the show holds merrit, when in fact it is merely a children's TV show. The fans fail to notice the terrible dialogue, the laughable antagonists and the lack of acting talent David Tennant displays.

Furthermore, the fans of Doctor Who are capable of providing the rest of the world with laughs every time they sit down to watch that brain cell killing tripe, or invest vast amounts of money in tacky Doctor Who merchandise. Lets not forget that grown men spend money on masks which resemble one of the bad guys who looks like his face is constructed of peni. You know what I mean.

And then we have this kid...

Yeah... Moving swifly on.

I do not hate sci fi. I have been a long time Star Trek fan. I am not ashamed of that. However, I am ashamed when I see grown men masturbating over a sexually ambiguous Dalek. I am ashamed of the Human race. I am ashamed of my country, where this scat fest comes from.

In conclusion, people over the age of four should not be allowed to watch Doctor who.

And lets not forget the abortion to cinema known as The happening. Sure it was an enjoyable film, but come on. Despite being scientifically impossible, the film was just bad. Here, let me do you a favour and save you £6.

The plants kill the people. The ginger kid and the black kid both die. Mark Whalberg, his attractive wife and his best friends daughter all survive.

You're welcome.

Regards,

Matt

And I wasted hours of my time on it.
Oh, summer.

I need to look for the obvious first, instead of last.
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I finally went back and deleted my old livejournal.
Someone I used to know said they went back and read it.
No one needs to see that stuff, not even me. That shit's depressing.
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Why do I always say hurtful things that I don't mean?
Even to the people I actually care about. Yeugh. I'm definitely going to snuff that shit out.

It's a waste of time. Do what is right, do what you must. Don't get caught up in popular opinion or what other cool people think you should do. Time to grow up.

-From the mind of the EgoAssassin

1. Where is your cell phone?   pocket
2. Your significant other?   Chris
3. Your hair?  curly
4. Your mother?  little
5. Your father?  funny
6. Your favorite thing?  family
7. Your dream last night?  test
8. Your favorite drink?  7-up
9. Your dream/goal?  forever
10. The room you’re in?  kitchen
11. Your children?  playing
12. Your fear?  illness
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years?  abundance
14. Where were you last night?  computer
15. What you’re not?  quiet
16. Muffins?  chocolate
17. One of your wish list items?  camera
18. Where you grew up?  California
20. What are you wearing?  deodorant
21. Your TV?  Watched
22. Your pets?  sleeping
23. Your computer?  On
24. Your life?  unbelievable
25. Your mood?  mellow
26. Missing someone? yes
27. Your car?  dirty
28. Something you’re not wearing?  make-up
29. Favorite Store?  Target
30. Your summer?  crazy
31. Like someone? everyone
32. Your favorite color?  green
33. Last time you laughed?  today
34. Last time you cried? yesterday 

Anyhoo, I will have to delete my pup if I'm going to want to get anything done next week. Shame, I hope he doesn't take it personally. Hubby says that people are living with their faces in the pc, and yes, we are, he works in front of a pc all day long, as do millions of others, then there are people like me, on facebook, feeding virtual puppies. Rock on facebook!! I will probably get seriously bored with it all, quite soon I fear, then all will be normal again. Untill then, facebook it is.

Superpoke dudes!!

Here we go!

A-ATTACHED OR SINGLE? Attached at the hip and love it.
B-BEST FRIEND? I am gonna cheat here. I have two. The first is my Little Red Haired Girl. The second is Heath.
C-CAKE or PIE? Cake. Especially my Granny's red velvet... now I'm drooling...
D-DAY of CHOICE? Saturday. I love to see the Lil Bit 1.0 when she gets up and sees me at home.
E-ESSENTIAL ITEMS? Bottled Water and good tunes.
F-FAVORITE COLOR? Blue. For all my life.
G-GUMMY BEARS OR WORMS? Bears... so cute, I have to eat them.
H-HOMETOWN? Moulton, Alabama. Go ahead, try and find it on a map (one that is not on the internet).
I-INDULGENCE? A mixed drink with SoCo. Good on a summer evening. But only one, mind you!
J-JANUARY OR JULY? January. Happy Birthday to me!
K-KIDS? 2 beautiful girls. I'm truly blessed.
L-LIFE ISN'T COMPLETE WITHOUT... Laughter, Family, God, and Iron Chef.
M-MARRIAGE DATE? 12/4/04... I remember it quite fondly.
N-NUMBER OF SIBLINGS? Sadly no... unless I include Anna... but that would mean being nice.
O-ORANGES OR APPLES? Apples. Good with caramel or peanut butter!
P-PHOBIAS OR FEARS? My past.
Q-QUOTE? "There are two paths you can go by, but in the long run, there's still time to change the road you're on." Led Zeppelin's Stairway to Heaven; "You shall know the truth, and the truth will set you free." Jesus
R-REASON TO SMILE? Far too many to count!
S-SUPERMAN OR WONDER WOMAN? Wonder Woman. That chick that played her on TV was hot!
T-TAG 5 PEOPLE. Heath, The Captain, KT, Colby and Rev Rach.
U-UNKNOWN FACT ABOUT ME? There was a time where I was interested in Aerospace and thought, briefly, about joining the AF.
V-VEGETABLES? Anything but iceberg lettuce!
W-WORST HABIT? I let things pass over my head to quickly and therefore can be very forgetful. What was I talking about?
X-RAY OR ULTRASOUND? X-Ray. It's quicker.
Y-YOUR FAVORITE FOOD? Burgers, baby!
Z-ZODIAC SIGN? Sigh... I hate this question because I could care less. To make the Meme creators happy... Capricorn.

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(h/t: NBA Fanhouse)

seriously, it is. however, i just can't work on the things i'm supposed to.

]]> http://dawgfan.wordpress.com/?p=67 Sun, 15 Jun 2008 07:00:01 +0000 Tracy Clark http://dawgfan.wordpress.com/?p=67 So Knowshon and some friends were hanging out in the dorm and playing their music loud one night.  So Knowshon had to basically write an essay after committing a "noise violation" in his dorm back in 2006.... this is news?

I could post the essay like several other sites have.

I could write my own version of an essay like several other sites have.

I could take minutes of your life that you will never get back by doing either of the above.

Let's keep this simple.  Knowshon is in college. College kids like music. College guys like girls and college girls like guys.  Sometimes when all of these worlds collide this crazy thing called a party ensues.  Sometimes these parties have loud music and some guy or girl who (should have went to Tech) is trying to sleep reports the party. Boo.

So Knowshon basically has to write this essay back in 2006 and now the internet is all abuzz because some person who probably has a picture of a college kid (or worse, high school kid) in his signature on a college football board is writing about it.  What the hell people?  We all know there is NOTHING to write about now but seriously.  Who has not had to write one of these essays or at least "I WILL NOT TALK IN CLASS" one-hundred times?  Who would not be sarcastic and a smart*^& about it if they did?  Those that wouldn't should be at Tech if you ask me.  Go get your sleep on a Friday or Saturday night and wake up to play with your new calculator.  In addition, the geek that made Knowshon write this thing over and over and over went to the wrong school as well in my opinion.  Why didn't he just earn himself some karma and friggin' copy/paste the email into Word, MAYBE have to format the font and font size and move on to his next power trip.  Hilarious.

That's all I got.

I shouldn't have gone.

I don't know what annoys me most:

The fact she didn't do anything to my meds.

The fact that she just told me to get some shopping and go back to work.

That she made me sound like an alcoholic bulimic waste of space (I don't have any problems with bulimics and a little with alcoholics- that's another story) more the fact that I am neither and she implied I was both.

The she might as well have written time waster on her stupid notes form.

That despite the fact she has been seeing me since before xmas and that it was written right in front of her she managed to spell my first name wrong everytime she wrote it down.

That she makes me so frustrated that I feel like I actualy want to die 10 times more.

MOST ANNOYINGLY- that she clockwatched the entire time as she was obviously dying to get home. OK I understand Friday afternoon you want to go home- but there is no need to be so obvious about it.

That she moved our next appointment back two days as she had to make way for a family event and didn't want to have any morning appointments despite the fact she was supposed to be working a half day.

That she had the cheek to tell me that I can move the appointment back further if I decide I want to work that day.

She made me feel like the laziest person on the planet and basically told me to get some food in, stop laying around being lazy and actually do stuff- ok fair point but I am genuinely exhausted which actually makes these things difficult.

I think she just genuinely hates me and thinks I am a waste of time just like everyone else in my life.

"Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens" - maybe - but it's also a good description of Hell (not that i'm convinced either place exists in any kind of reality but they're generally understood illustrations of good places or bad places which you can make what you want of. If that makes sense?

Sometimes there's so much going on the idea of nothing happens sounds like water to a dying man in a desert with no camel. Sometimes it sounds like water to a man drowning in water in a watery place. Because sometimes there's so much of "…nothing ever happens" that I can't bear it. 

"Road to Nowhere" is now playing and all of a sudden that's pissed me off too because a road to nowhere feels like exactly what I'm travelling on now and it's shit, not happy etc. But then i know when I feel differently I'll also feel differently about this song. Which means this was a total waste of time, although it is handy to note it for posterity or something to talk about tonight (if I remember and don't get sidetracked again).

And does it matter anyway? Maybe better on a road to nowhere (or maybe a road to somewhere where nothing ever happens) than a road to Hell (a different kettle of song writer all together).

Eigentlich wollte ich das Objekt der Begierde Seite für Seite in epischer Breite auseinandernehmen, aber ich kann nicht, weil ich immer lachen muss. Zumal das jeder für sich selbst wirken lassen muss. Besonders empfehlenswert finde ich aber die Preisliste und den Gutschein. Falls also noch jemand eine wirklich gute Geschenkidee für eine mehr oder weniger jungfräuliche Freundin sucht: hier gibts GANZ sicher was! ;-)

I have gotten in some games, though some the details I can't share. The latest was a good bash of our own groups version of Market Garden using the Flames of War rules. I would like to have some pics of the game but I have been bad about getting the camera out for games.

In painting related news, I have made some progress on the Shermans, albeit without photos. I have most of the markings on them that they need, so it is about time for weathering. After them are the tigers and then, maybe, the panthers.

In Historicon news, I don't remember if I mentioned it before, I'm only going to try to hit the play-in tourney and it is only 600 points, as many games as you can get in in about 4 hours. That'll be fun and it gives me time to peruse the rest of the con at my leisure.

That's about it for now. Hopefully I can get back on the ball with getting some painting and photo updates on the site.

Charles

Example...  I, like I'm sure most people, put on my socks, and then put on my shoes.

Let me clarify that a step further.  I put on both socks, and then put on both shoes, obviously, yes of course, in that order.

Upon becoming acutely aware of this fact, I decided that a change was indeed in order.  Here I've spent the majority of my lifetime going about doing this simple act the same exact way day in and day out.  Not that it was a BAD habit by any means.  Not all habits have to be BAD in order to promote change.  It was simply a habit that I never chose or worked out in any detail how I would be accomplish the act day in and day out.

Here's my reasoning:  Everybody has habits.  Normal, simple, everyday habits.  The problem is, we never initially put thought into these habits, but developed them out of necessity.  Most of these habits require no thought.  That's what makes these mindless tasks so minimal, and can pass by our minds day after day without ever, ever choosing the exact way we go about performing them.

Well, dear friends, there arrives a time in a bored man's life when he must dedicate a considerably obscene amount of minutes to taking a hard, hard look at a handful of these habits, and after doing so, decide whether or not the actions he takes to master such tasks are the most efficient, competent, and effective steps possible to accomplish the desired duty.

After spending a portion of numerous hours examining the aforementioned habit of putting on my socks, and then my shoes, I concluded that the most effective, efficient, and competent way to finalize the goal of being able to then walk around with a fully assembled shoe and sock combination on not only my left foot, but also my right, I changed the habit in the following manor:  Rather than putting on BOTH socks and then upon completing that affair putting on BOTH shoes, I discovered it best to put on either my left sock, followed by my left shoe, and then my right sock followed by my right shoe.

There are many advantages to performing the chore in such manner.  The main benefit being I could begin with EITHER my left or my right foot.

I'm certain you now understand, dear reader, the utter Importance of setting aside an extremely adequate amount of time in ones day, to do as I did, and look yourself face to face in a freshly Windexed mirror; look directly at the two areas directly above and to the left and right of your nose, just below your eyebrows, the area more commonly referred to as your eyes, look through them as deeply as your x-ray vision allows, straight to the heart of your very soul, and say to yourself, "(insert your first name followed by your middle name and end with your last name here), what habits am I doing day after day, week after week, and month after month without knowing and choosing EXACTLY how I go about performing them???!"

And whatever your soul rings out in reply, that my friend, is the precise habit you need to and must change.

Ha,ha what a terrible picture!

Why is she on a TV? Her show is about a bunch of spoiled bitchy sisters who don't appreciate anything. Wow, what fantastic waste of time. Even her sex tape sucks!