Friday, September 28, 2012
Goodnight.
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Sipping on beer #9 at 2014. Sip. Yum. Now what?! Sip. Hmm. Time to 'Sign out.' Good night and good luck.
Sipping on beer #9 at 2014. Sip. Yum. Now what?! Sip. Hmm. Time to 'Sign out.' Good night and good luck.
Visual and Auditory Beauty.
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(Strange. I just saw a clip (on CNN's Ridiculist) of Wolf Blitzer saying some really bizarre stuff. Very unBlitzerlike! I got it on TiVo for later 'analysis.')
Back, now, to the subject of 'Beauty.' Concerning the visual aspect of Beauty I offer this photograph of naked women:
I see these glorious females as utterly beautiful representatives of Human Evolution. Goodonya, Lucifer!
Auditory Beauty is another 'reality' entirely, but visual and auditory beauty tend to go well together. So I offer this (multi) example of Mozart's music:
The Best of Mozart Part 1. Be warned that this link contains two hours of Mozart's music. Indeed, each piece could be 'seen' in the same light as those individual women could be seen. Enjoy!
(Strange. I just saw a clip (on CNN's Ridiculist) of Wolf Blitzer saying some really bizarre stuff. Very unBlitzerlike! I got it on TiVo for later 'analysis.')
Back, now, to the subject of 'Beauty.' Concerning the visual aspect of Beauty I offer this photograph of naked women:
Auditory Beauty is another 'reality' entirely, but visual and auditory beauty tend to go well together. So I offer this (multi) example of Mozart's music:
The Best of Mozart Part 1. Be warned that this link contains two hours of Mozart's music. Indeed, each piece could be 'seen' in the same light as those individual women could be seen. Enjoy!
From Ugly to Beauty... A Transition.
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Here is a Google Search for Brick Testament Images. Which naturally brings us to tonight's BT Interlude, Revelation! Whoa! Is that juicy or what!? Just glancing at the image selections makes my mouth water: Jesus is just around the corner!
Sipping on beer #6 at 1724, buzzing moderately. (I am such a naughty old man! Yas!)
But we need to change the subject from 'Ugly, Grotesque, Religion' to 'Modern Beauty.' I'll start simply with a visual which I recently found interesting:
(With apologies to Barrack Obama, of course.)
Here is a Google Search for Brick Testament Images. Which naturally brings us to tonight's BT Interlude, Revelation! Whoa! Is that juicy or what!? Just glancing at the image selections makes my mouth water: Jesus is just around the corner!
Sipping on beer #6 at 1724, buzzing moderately. (I am such a naughty old man! Yas!)
But we need to change the subject from 'Ugly, Grotesque, Religion' to 'Modern Beauty.' I'll start simply with a visual which I recently found interesting:
The Value of Prayer.
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Butt wait! There's more!
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Fecal Transplant cures Woman's infection. After reading this CNN piece I wondered whether they ever needed 'donors.' (I have it on 'high/low authority' that my 'stuff' is quite good!)
And speaking of 'matters excretory,' today I stumbled on this very informative post. (Shhhh! We don't want to upset anybody.)
And along the way, I stumbled on this interesting New York Times piece. What is the ultimate connection here? You'll never figure it out, so I will tell you: That 'ultimate connection' is 'my Judgement on the value of prayer:'
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'Pray in one hand; shit in the other hand; weigh the results.'
Butt wait! There's more!
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Fecal Transplant cures Woman's infection. After reading this CNN piece I wondered whether they ever needed 'donors.' (I have it on 'high/low authority' that my 'stuff' is quite good!)
And speaking of 'matters excretory,' today I stumbled on this very informative post. (Shhhh! We don't want to upset anybody.)
And along the way, I stumbled on this interesting New York Times piece. What is the ultimate connection here? You'll never figure it out, so I will tell you: That 'ultimate connection' is 'my Judgement on the value of prayer:'
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'Pray in one hand; shit in the other hand; weigh the results.'
Biblical Link Dump.
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Sipping on beer #1 at 1444. Sip. Time to reread last week's posts yet Again. Yep. The 'quoted' part in #5 below is from, The Book: An Introduction to the Teachings of Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh, page 177 of my paperback version, under the heading, SERIOUSNESS. (Beginning beer #2 at 1504. Buzzing very sluggishly. Sip.)
And continuing with last week's theme, this seems to be a good place for a 'religion link dump.' (The Trolls above in 304 want you to know that they are 'on the job,' now zapping me with constant 'Face Rad,' causing nasal conjestion and much mucus production, just like last week. I think they're looking for a raise (tap).) Hint, hint.
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The Brick Testament. A 'visual Bible' using Leggo Bricks. Fascinating!
The Skeptics Annotated Bible, Quoran (Koran), Book of Mormon. An online Bible with many critical annotations and comments, for all you skeptics out there. I love it!
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I find it interesting to use those two sources together. Other sites in this genre which might be of interest are, God is Imaginary, and Drunk With Blood, God's Killings in the Bible, which is a site promoting the book.
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Now (1540) sipping on beer #3 (of 12), buzzing slightly. Sip.
Sipping on beer #1 at 1444. Sip. Time to reread last week's posts yet Again. Yep. The 'quoted' part in #5 below is from, The Book: An Introduction to the Teachings of Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh, page 177 of my paperback version, under the heading, SERIOUSNESS. (Beginning beer #2 at 1504. Buzzing very sluggishly. Sip.)
And continuing with last week's theme, this seems to be a good place for a 'religion link dump.' (The Trolls above in 304 want you to know that they are 'on the job,' now zapping me with constant 'Face Rad,' causing nasal conjestion and much mucus production, just like last week. I think they're looking for a raise (tap).) Hint, hint.
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The Brick Testament. A 'visual Bible' using Leggo Bricks. Fascinating!
The Skeptics Annotated Bible, Quoran (Koran), Book of Mormon. An online Bible with many critical annotations and comments, for all you skeptics out there. I love it!
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I find it interesting to use those two sources together. Other sites in this genre which might be of interest are, God is Imaginary, and Drunk With Blood, God's Killings in the Bible, which is a site promoting the book.
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Now (1540) sipping on beer #3 (of 12), buzzing slightly. Sip.
Friday, September 21, 2012
The Definition of 'Leela.'
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One last post for tonight: Leela.
The Jewish Mythology outlined in The Judeo-Christian Bible depicts an Angry God who insists on many rules of behavior designed to 'please the god.' The Jewish god needs to be pleased constantly! There are many rules which need to be observed, and Rule Breakers (sinners) are punished severely!
But different cultures have historically 'created cultural gods' over the millenia, and those various 'cultural gods' have very different 'attributes.'
For example, the Jewish God values 'obedience' as the ultimate behavorial trait of His created beings. The Jewish God wants to RULE. That is the Western idea of 'God.'
The Eastern idea of God is, on the other hand, 'playful.' God has a sense of humor! God is never, ever, serious! 'He has created the world out of the sheer joy of creating. It is like a child painting, with no idea of what He is doing...
The West has not understood the idea of playfulness, Leela, much. The Western God is too serious, very angry; He makes much fuss about small things. Adam and Eve had just playfully eaten from The Tree of Knowlege and this old guy made so much fuss!
God is Love! Compassion! The East never thinks of God as so serious, but playful!'
One last post for tonight: Leela.
The Jewish Mythology outlined in The Judeo-Christian Bible depicts an Angry God who insists on many rules of behavior designed to 'please the god.' The Jewish god needs to be pleased constantly! There are many rules which need to be observed, and Rule Breakers (sinners) are punished severely!
But different cultures have historically 'created cultural gods' over the millenia, and those various 'cultural gods' have very different 'attributes.'
For example, the Jewish God values 'obedience' as the ultimate behavorial trait of His created beings. The Jewish God wants to RULE. That is the Western idea of 'God.'
The Eastern idea of God is, on the other hand, 'playful.' God has a sense of humor! God is never, ever, serious! 'He has created the world out of the sheer joy of creating. It is like a child painting, with no idea of what He is doing...
The West has not understood the idea of playfulness, Leela, much. The Western God is too serious, very angry; He makes much fuss about small things. Adam and Eve had just playfully eaten from The Tree of Knowlege and this old guy made so much fuss!
God is Love! Compassion! The East never thinks of God as so serious, but playful!'
Forever.
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First, 'the Visual,' which is a Google Search of 'Circumcision.'
Now for The Music: I chose this 3rd Movement of Beethoven's Piano Concerto #1 after hearing it recently on KVOD. Shall I now call God and ask him about God's 'Personal Ethic?' Yas?
Yas! I dialed 666 on The Brown Telephone. God answered immediately:
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gd: Hello?
me: I'm wondering about your 'ethics.'
gd: Ethics?
me: Your sense of Right and Wrong.
gd: I don't understand. Could you be more specific?
me: Up and Down.
gd: Easy: Up is up and Down is down.
me Right and Wrong.
gd (hangs up)
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I then called Lucifer:
lu: Hello?
me: You are the ultimate possible witness concerning God's 'ethics.' Yes?
lu: Yes. I am.
me: Generally speaking, what do you think of God's Ethics?
lu: Abysmal.
me: Why do you think that is so?
lu: 'Ethics' is a human creation.'
me: Doesn't God learn from Human Creativity?
lu: No. Not at all. God cannot 'learn anything.' Everything is fixed.
me: Forever?
lu: Forever.
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First, 'the Visual,' which is a Google Search of 'Circumcision.'
Now for The Music: I chose this 3rd Movement of Beethoven's Piano Concerto #1 after hearing it recently on KVOD. Shall I now call God and ask him about God's 'Personal Ethic?' Yas?
Yas! I dialed 666 on The Brown Telephone. God answered immediately:
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gd: Hello?
me: I'm wondering about your 'ethics.'
gd: Ethics?
me: Your sense of Right and Wrong.
gd: I don't understand. Could you be more specific?
me: Up and Down.
gd: Easy: Up is up and Down is down.
me Right and Wrong.
gd (hangs up)
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I then called Lucifer:
lu: Hello?
me: You are the ultimate possible witness concerning God's 'ethics.' Yes?
lu: Yes. I am.
me: Generally speaking, what do you think of God's Ethics?
lu: Abysmal.
me: Why do you think that is so?
lu: 'Ethics' is a human creation.'
me: Doesn't God learn from Human Creativity?
lu: No. Not at all. God cannot 'learn anything.' Everything is fixed.
me: Forever?
lu: Forever.
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Sip, Sip. Huff, Huff! Yay!
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Concerning the 'ethics' and the 'personality' of God I will later contact Lucifer, who - having worked closely with God over the millions of years it took him and his team to design the universe - clearly knows God on the most intimate possible levels. Yas.
But first I need to get tonight's 'link dump' done. Lessee...
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Marijuana Doesn't Belong on Schedule I (Infographic). This Infographic addresses our current Most Damaging National Myth! Marijuana is actually safer than Aspirin! A 'fatal dose' of Marijuana is measured in thousands of pounds! Not possible! So smoke up my friends! Indeed, I personally recommend 'smoking up' after a few beers, because my experiences with those two 'inebriants' has demonstrated a desirable 'synergistic result.' Sip, sip, huff, huff! And Marijuana is no more addicting than Caffine! Really.
Have I convinced you that 'Marijuana is safe and effective?' Wanna try it? Begin here at HIGH TIMES!
Recent trend: Oregon Leans Ganjaward! Yay!
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Concerning the 'ethics' and the 'personality' of God I will later contact Lucifer, who - having worked closely with God over the millions of years it took him and his team to design the universe - clearly knows God on the most intimate possible levels. Yas.
But first I need to get tonight's 'link dump' done. Lessee...
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Marijuana Doesn't Belong on Schedule I (Infographic). This Infographic addresses our current Most Damaging National Myth! Marijuana is actually safer than Aspirin! A 'fatal dose' of Marijuana is measured in thousands of pounds! Not possible! So smoke up my friends! Indeed, I personally recommend 'smoking up' after a few beers, because my experiences with those two 'inebriants' has demonstrated a desirable 'synergistic result.' Sip, sip, huff, huff! And Marijuana is no more addicting than Caffine! Really.
Have I convinced you that 'Marijuana is safe and effective?' Wanna try it? Begin here at HIGH TIMES!
Recent trend: Oregon Leans Ganjaward! Yay!
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God's Personal Ethic. Huh?
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Speaking of 'Gods,' we shall now turn our attention to The Brick Testament. Yasss... TBT is a visual representation of Judeo-Christian Mythology, taken from the Old and New Testaments (Jewish and Christian Bibles). I find that the visual representation of the biblical scenerios therein provide the reader with what could be called, 'TMI' (Too Much Information), and thereby alters the viewer's original impression of those ancient texts which were usually learned in 'uncritical childhood.'
Many of us are, in some ways, 'victimized by our culture.' The most outstanding modern example of this cultural victimization is Infant sexual mutilation (Male Circumcision and Female Infibulation), aka 'sexual cutting.' But there are other ways in which ancient culture victimizes us all in an age which is undergoing extremely rapid changes. So let's begin at the beginning, shall we? Genesis:
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Concerning 'The Creation' it is obviously 'Mythology.' Seven day Mythology.
But The Garden of Eden is very interesting because it very revealing of 'God's Personal Ethic.' Hmmm! Notice, for example, that God placed the Tree of Life and The Tree of Knowlege together in the very center of The Garden, where Adam and Eve could not possibly have overlooked them. The first temptation! The very first 'temptation' in all of History! God first creates 'imperfect beings' and then He 'lays traps' for them to fall into! Huh??! Wha...?!
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Speaking of 'Gods,' we shall now turn our attention to The Brick Testament. Yasss... TBT is a visual representation of Judeo-Christian Mythology, taken from the Old and New Testaments (Jewish and Christian Bibles). I find that the visual representation of the biblical scenerios therein provide the reader with what could be called, 'TMI' (Too Much Information), and thereby alters the viewer's original impression of those ancient texts which were usually learned in 'uncritical childhood.'
Many of us are, in some ways, 'victimized by our culture.' The most outstanding modern example of this cultural victimization is Infant sexual mutilation (Male Circumcision and Female Infibulation), aka 'sexual cutting.' But there are other ways in which ancient culture victimizes us all in an age which is undergoing extremely rapid changes. So let's begin at the beginning, shall we? Genesis:
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Concerning 'The Creation' it is obviously 'Mythology.' Seven day Mythology.
But The Garden of Eden is very interesting because it very revealing of 'God's Personal Ethic.' Hmmm! Notice, for example, that God placed the Tree of Life and The Tree of Knowlege together in the very center of The Garden, where Adam and Eve could not possibly have overlooked them. The first temptation! The very first 'temptation' in all of History! God first creates 'imperfect beings' and then He 'lays traps' for them to fall into! Huh??! Wha...?!
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Now You Know!
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First sip of beer #1 (of 14) at 1536. Sip. Time to reread last week again... Yep. Distasteful subject. Hopefully today's blog will be more playful (Tap above. The stalker above me craves my attention, among other 'stuff.')
I must confess that I did not prepare very much for this week's blog, having been busy on my favorite video game, Civilization III. I've been saving the beginning and end of every game for several years now, and the list extends into the '70s or so. I also save an 'early-middle' part of each game, and lately I have been 'replaying' early games, long forgotten. Interesting! I usually begin the 'replay' at the early-middle part where the 'world map' has been 40-50% revealed, and important 'strategic' choices have yet to be made. As the game progresses My memory 'connects' with fragments of long forgotten visual (map-only) scenerios. (Sipping on beer #2 at 1600, buzzing nicely. Sip. Nasal mucosa emitting a slow, steady flow due to 'Face Rad' as I ignore further taps. Snuff.) C-III is, in my opinion, the BEST video game ever created, for many reasons, but mostly because each game is played in a unique world with a unique set of 'programmer-level-only game options.' Long live C-III!
Snuff. Sip. Back with beer #3 at 1625. (Kootch just waved 'goodnight' and laughed as I returned her gesture with both hands.)
While I'm on the subject, another favorite computer program of mine is, Starry Night Backyard, a computer simulation of everything Astronomical. No student of Astronomy should be without this amazing simulation. Highly recommended!
And speaking of Astronomy, today's APOD (Astronomical Picture of the Day) is, A Solar Filament Erupts. Our Earth would be about the size of a small marble if it were included in the photo (and quickly 'vaporized). Our Sun can sometimes be an extremely violent 'God.' As you know, our sun is the nearest star. (Buzzing very nicely indeed as I sip on beer #4 at 1651. Sip. Snuff. Blow.) But did you know that the Iron in your blood did not exist at the beginning of the Universe? Did you know that it all had to be 'created' in the 'bowels' of 'dying' stars which exploded, scattering Iron pretty much everywhere? No? Now you know.
First sip of beer #1 (of 14) at 1536. Sip. Time to reread last week again... Yep. Distasteful subject. Hopefully today's blog will be more playful (Tap above. The stalker above me craves my attention, among other 'stuff.')
I must confess that I did not prepare very much for this week's blog, having been busy on my favorite video game, Civilization III. I've been saving the beginning and end of every game for several years now, and the list extends into the '70s or so. I also save an 'early-middle' part of each game, and lately I have been 'replaying' early games, long forgotten. Interesting! I usually begin the 'replay' at the early-middle part where the 'world map' has been 40-50% revealed, and important 'strategic' choices have yet to be made. As the game progresses My memory 'connects' with fragments of long forgotten visual (map-only) scenerios. (Sipping on beer #2 at 1600, buzzing nicely. Sip. Nasal mucosa emitting a slow, steady flow due to 'Face Rad' as I ignore further taps. Snuff.) C-III is, in my opinion, the BEST video game ever created, for many reasons, but mostly because each game is played in a unique world with a unique set of 'programmer-level-only game options.' Long live C-III!
Snuff. Sip. Back with beer #3 at 1625. (Kootch just waved 'goodnight' and laughed as I returned her gesture with both hands.)
While I'm on the subject, another favorite computer program of mine is, Starry Night Backyard, a computer simulation of everything Astronomical. No student of Astronomy should be without this amazing simulation. Highly recommended!
And speaking of Astronomy, today's APOD (Astronomical Picture of the Day) is, A Solar Filament Erupts. Our Earth would be about the size of a small marble if it were included in the photo (and quickly 'vaporized). Our Sun can sometimes be an extremely violent 'God.' As you know, our sun is the nearest star. (Buzzing very nicely indeed as I sip on beer #4 at 1651. Sip. Snuff. Blow.) But did you know that the Iron in your blood did not exist at the beginning of the Universe? Did you know that it all had to be 'created' in the 'bowels' of 'dying' stars which exploded, scattering Iron pretty much everywhere? No? Now you know.
Friday, September 14, 2012
Troll Food. Yuck.
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I was recently looking for a good visual depiction of a 'Troll' and found one on Sam Harris's Blog, but could not transfer that image to my image bank. So I then Googled '(visual) Troll,' and selected this image: Don't Feed the Troll!
I have long understood that principle. Never feed The Troll! I therefore never allowed 'comments' on this Blog.
Butt sometimes you must 'feed the Troll.' I feed them, 'poop' on a regular basis. They seem to like it. I am mystified, of course...
Goodnight and good luck!
I was recently looking for a good visual depiction of a 'Troll' and found one on Sam Harris's Blog, but could not transfer that image to my image bank. So I then Googled '(visual) Troll,' and selected this image: Don't Feed the Troll!
I have long understood that principle. Never feed The Troll! I therefore never allowed 'comments' on this Blog.
Butt sometimes you must 'feed the Troll.' I feed them, 'poop' on a regular basis. They seem to like it. I am mystified, of course...
Goodnight and good luck!
Modern Visual Information Dooms Ancient Alphabetical Culture.
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Sipping on beer #8 at 2044. I absolutely loved last week's links to The Brick Testament! What a glorious Site! TBT gives us a 'full visual input' to what had previously been only a narrow 'alphabetic input.' Huge new amounts of the cortex thereby became involved with a huge flood of new information! What had previously seemed 'acceptable behavior by God' suddenly became 'not so acceptable after all!' God became a cruel, sadistic tyrant! The reader's 'faith' was thereby 'shaken' by unexpected new information! God... sucks? Huh?
I love that site because it shows the modern reader/viewer much more of 'the truth' than The Bible could possibly show: Vision is very, very persuasive! Auditory/alphabetical information is - on the other hand, 'not so much.' I will therefore make at least one link from TBT in every one of my future posts. What a juicy site! Yum! Highly recommended!
Sipping on beer #8 at 2044. I absolutely loved last week's links to The Brick Testament! What a glorious Site! TBT gives us a 'full visual input' to what had previously been only a narrow 'alphabetic input.' Huge new amounts of the cortex thereby became involved with a huge flood of new information! What had previously seemed 'acceptable behavior by God' suddenly became 'not so acceptable after all!' God became a cruel, sadistic tyrant! The reader's 'faith' was thereby 'shaken' by unexpected new information! God... sucks? Huh?
I love that site because it shows the modern reader/viewer much more of 'the truth' than The Bible could possibly show: Vision is very, very persuasive! Auditory/alphabetical information is - on the other hand, 'not so much.' I will therefore make at least one link from TBT in every one of my future posts. What a juicy site! Yum! Highly recommended!
Enough is Enough.
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Whew. I dreaded writing that stuff but now it's over (faint boom). Can't we all now just move along to something more interesting?
(Sip. I'm thinking in terms of 100 dollars per square inch for starters. I would even be open to dispensing my personal product by the ounce. Really.
Enough is enough.)
Whew. I dreaded writing that stuff but now it's over (faint boom). Can't we all now just move along to something more interesting?
(Sip. I'm thinking in terms of 100 dollars per square inch for starters. I would even be open to dispensing my personal product by the ounce. Really.
Enough is enough.)
Copro.. what!?
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Back from the fridge with beer #7 at 1904. Buzzing nicely. Kootch is sleeping. Sip. Question: Why would 'the stalker' be so interested in 'my shit?" (tap right above me.) I formulated the theory that the stalker was a homosexual who had 'imprinted sexually' (being gassed here) on the smell of shit while sucking cocks or buttfucking or fantasizing in a public bathroom, and that this particular stalker had, over the years, become addicted to the smell of my shit. Strange stuff, but that theory explained the facts quite well. I think that the word describing such a theory is, 'Coprophilia.'
My reaction was, 'Is that all?! Shit! In that case I am willing to 'sell it by the ounce! Shit! No problemo! Money Honey!'
Back from the fridge with beer #7 at 1904. Buzzing nicely. Kootch is sleeping. Sip. Question: Why would 'the stalker' be so interested in 'my shit?" (tap right above me.) I formulated the theory that the stalker was a homosexual who had 'imprinted sexually' (being gassed here) on the smell of shit while sucking cocks or buttfucking or fantasizing in a public bathroom, and that this particular stalker had, over the years, become addicted to the smell of my shit. Strange stuff, but that theory explained the facts quite well. I think that the word describing such a theory is, 'Coprophilia.'
My reaction was, 'Is that all?! Shit! In that case I am willing to 'sell it by the ounce! Shit! No problemo! Money Honey!'
Putting Two and Two Together.
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Working on beer #5 at 1748, buzzing nicely.
After our first experience with the 'waste line problem' back in the mid '90s or so I 'integrated' the 'waste line problem' into the larger 'stalking problem.' (tap) I became very aware that we were living in a 'meat in the sandwich' situation. I became very sensitive to the fact that the apartment below would not only 'pass on' our sewer waste, but could also be used to 'preprocess' our water supply. In the '2000s' I began to worry that 'they' might introduce noxious, harmful substances into our water supply. I distrusted that water supply and eventually began to consume only bottled water from the super market. I warned Kootch about the problem, but she was pretty much 'unreceptive' to my allegations of being stalked. It seemed to me that she literally could not bear to think about it. A psychologist might say that she 'dissociated.' She retreated into her own fantasy world where her husband was a harmless (tap) 'delusional.' I sensed her pain in that regard and did not insist that she adopt my point of view. We 'got along:' She had her husband and he had a place to live, and I had my wife and I had a place to live.
I began to pay attention to all 'local water problems.' I was especially interested in all 'temporary building water shutoffs.'
I eventually began to notice (faint boom) what can only be described as 'strange behavior' by our bathroom toilet: most of the time (90 percent) the toilet flushed as usual, regardless of what had been 'deposited' into that toilet. It was very clear that the mechanical toilet flush linkages worked quite well and quite predictably. But there were occasional 'anomalies:' The toilet would sometimes seem to 'choke' on the contents (even only pee) and the water level would rise, then slowly fall. The toilet flushes would then return to normal for a while, only to eventually 'choke' again. Bizarre behavior for a totally mechanical device in good working order!
After years of observing this behavior I came to the conclusion that what was actually happening was that the Troll downstairs was able to divert my toilet flushes into a 'holding tank,' (faint boom) but that, 'timing was critical,' and that if the 'diversion maneuver' was not performed precisely 'on time' The resulting (tap) rise in water level would be obvious to the flusher (me) above.
Working on beer #5 at 1748, buzzing nicely.
After our first experience with the 'waste line problem' back in the mid '90s or so I 'integrated' the 'waste line problem' into the larger 'stalking problem.' (tap) I became very aware that we were living in a 'meat in the sandwich' situation. I became very sensitive to the fact that the apartment below would not only 'pass on' our sewer waste, but could also be used to 'preprocess' our water supply. In the '2000s' I began to worry that 'they' might introduce noxious, harmful substances into our water supply. I distrusted that water supply and eventually began to consume only bottled water from the super market. I warned Kootch about the problem, but she was pretty much 'unreceptive' to my allegations of being stalked. It seemed to me that she literally could not bear to think about it. A psychologist might say that she 'dissociated.' She retreated into her own fantasy world where her husband was a harmless (tap) 'delusional.' I sensed her pain in that regard and did not insist that she adopt my point of view. We 'got along:' She had her husband and he had a place to live, and I had my wife and I had a place to live.
I began to pay attention to all 'local water problems.' I was especially interested in all 'temporary building water shutoffs.'
I eventually began to notice (faint boom) what can only be described as 'strange behavior' by our bathroom toilet: most of the time (90 percent) the toilet flushed as usual, regardless of what had been 'deposited' into that toilet. It was very clear that the mechanical toilet flush linkages worked quite well and quite predictably. But there were occasional 'anomalies:' The toilet would sometimes seem to 'choke' on the contents (even only pee) and the water level would rise, then slowly fall. The toilet flushes would then return to normal for a while, only to eventually 'choke' again. Bizarre behavior for a totally mechanical device in good working order!
After years of observing this behavior I came to the conclusion that what was actually happening was that the Troll downstairs was able to divert my toilet flushes into a 'holding tank,' (faint boom) but that, 'timing was critical,' and that if the 'diversion maneuver' was not performed precisely 'on time' The resulting (tap) rise in water level would be obvious to the flusher (me) above.
The Troll Below Attacks! I Shower the Plumbers!
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(Back from the fridge with beer #2 at 1612. Buzzing nicely.) The same thing had happened years before: the contents of the tub in 304 bubbled up into our tub. I called a plumber who tried to clear the plugged line with a somewhat more sophisticated device, but that device obviously ran into a metal object in the waste line, which seriously damaged the working 'tip' of that device. He was pissed! I don't recall exactly how he eventually cleared the line, but I think he attacked the problem from below with the cooperation of 104, and it (the waste line) worked properly for the next (10 - 15) years or so.
Anyway, the two plumbers showed up around 10 AM Sunday morning and began attacking the problem again, in the same manner as before. I thought, 'The definition of Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result.' The walls shook periodically and the noise was intense as the two plumbers worked on the problem for some time with the same equipment. I kept thinking, 'Sunday Money, Honey.'
The Troll in 104 knocked on my door not long after the plumbers started doing their thing, complaining rudely about the noise. He was so rude, in fact, that I responded more or less 'in kind,' slamming the door in his face at least once, maybe twice. He then called the ACSD. An officer showed up very soon thereafter, knocking on our door. By then I had 'cooled down,' but the Troll was still hot, attacking me verbally while the officer watched. Then - much to my pleasant surprise - Kootch (my witness and my spouse) attacked the Troll! (verbally) Even the Cop seemed a bit amused by Kootch's response. I was delighted! I didn't know she had it in her!
It all ended peacefully enough with me offering to 'shake on it.' The Troll accepted. The Officer had done his duty.
The noise and vibration continued. Some time after noon I went shopping at KSS, advising Kootch to let no one in while I was gone. The plumbers, denied entrance, then went upstairs and began working from above.
They returned again on Monday! I became aware of them (working upstairs, I presume) as soon as the noise and vibration began again. Surprise! These dudes were 'milking it' bigtime! Meanwhile, the waste line seemed to be working normally. I waited. The noise and vibration continued periodically. I wanted to take a shower! I thought that since I appeared to be 'out of the loop' so far as the plumber/milkers were concerned, It would be ok if I took my shower. Wrong! Mindful of the possibility that 'using the waste line' might somehow interfere with the 'plilkers,' I took care to use as little water as possible and to make it a very quick shower. Sure enough! Not long after I started showering I heard a muffled noise which might have been pounding on Our door. I cut the water pressure and shower time as much as possible, but soon they were banging on the shower wall! I finished, dried, dressed, then checked the now silent door. Nobody. Nor did Kootch hear them pounding. Nor did anybody later try to contact us. The plumbers/milkers had apparently left for good. I had 'showered' them out of the building!
(Back from the fridge with beer #2 at 1612. Buzzing nicely.) The same thing had happened years before: the contents of the tub in 304 bubbled up into our tub. I called a plumber who tried to clear the plugged line with a somewhat more sophisticated device, but that device obviously ran into a metal object in the waste line, which seriously damaged the working 'tip' of that device. He was pissed! I don't recall exactly how he eventually cleared the line, but I think he attacked the problem from below with the cooperation of 104, and it (the waste line) worked properly for the next (10 - 15) years or so.
Anyway, the two plumbers showed up around 10 AM Sunday morning and began attacking the problem again, in the same manner as before. I thought, 'The definition of Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result.' The walls shook periodically and the noise was intense as the two plumbers worked on the problem for some time with the same equipment. I kept thinking, 'Sunday Money, Honey.'
The Troll in 104 knocked on my door not long after the plumbers started doing their thing, complaining rudely about the noise. He was so rude, in fact, that I responded more or less 'in kind,' slamming the door in his face at least once, maybe twice. He then called the ACSD. An officer showed up very soon thereafter, knocking on our door. By then I had 'cooled down,' but the Troll was still hot, attacking me verbally while the officer watched. Then - much to my pleasant surprise - Kootch (my witness and my spouse) attacked the Troll! (verbally) Even the Cop seemed a bit amused by Kootch's response. I was delighted! I didn't know she had it in her!
It all ended peacefully enough with me offering to 'shake on it.' The Troll accepted. The Officer had done his duty.
The noise and vibration continued. Some time after noon I went shopping at KSS, advising Kootch to let no one in while I was gone. The plumbers, denied entrance, then went upstairs and began working from above.
They returned again on Monday! I became aware of them (working upstairs, I presume) as soon as the noise and vibration began again. Surprise! These dudes were 'milking it' bigtime! Meanwhile, the waste line seemed to be working normally. I waited. The noise and vibration continued periodically. I wanted to take a shower! I thought that since I appeared to be 'out of the loop' so far as the plumber/milkers were concerned, It would be ok if I took my shower. Wrong! Mindful of the possibility that 'using the waste line' might somehow interfere with the 'plilkers,' I took care to use as little water as possible and to make it a very quick shower. Sure enough! Not long after I started showering I heard a muffled noise which might have been pounding on Our door. I cut the water pressure and shower time as much as possible, but soon they were banging on the shower wall! I finished, dried, dressed, then checked the now silent door. Nobody. Nor did Kootch hear them pounding. Nor did anybody later try to contact us. The plumbers/milkers had apparently left for good. I had 'showered' them out of the building!
The Trolls Above us Attack!
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Something about last week's posts must have irritated local trolldom. (Sipping on beer #1 at 1544.) Kootch woke up very early as is her custom nowadays, and discovered the bathtub half full of water with large amounts of dirt littering the bottom of the tub. I later noticed the same thing during a potty visit. It appeared that the trolls upstairs (304) had intentionally poured large amounts of very dirty water into their tub. The dirt eventually blocked the 'waste line' somewhere below our tub but above the tub in 104. The dirt and water bubbled up into our tub. Kootch called the maintenance boss, who called in a plumber. He arrived about mid-afternoon and began trying to clear the plug. Dazed and hungover, I checked on him periodically. He was trying to clear the plug using an electric-powered flexible metal 'snake' - a common method to clear waste line plugs. He worked at it for two or three hours, then gave up, saying that he would bring another plumber with him Sunday morning around 10 AM or so. Kootch and I did not shower that day. Before he left, I told the plumber that I suspected that there was a (unauthorized) valve on the waste line below our tub and that the valve was 'closed,' preventing his 'snakeline' from getting more than 4-6 feet into the waste line. He (correctly) couldn't see why someone would put a valve into a waste line. But it was the only theory which seemed to me to explain the facts.
Something about last week's posts must have irritated local trolldom. (Sipping on beer #1 at 1544.) Kootch woke up very early as is her custom nowadays, and discovered the bathtub half full of water with large amounts of dirt littering the bottom of the tub. I later noticed the same thing during a potty visit. It appeared that the trolls upstairs (304) had intentionally poured large amounts of very dirty water into their tub. The dirt eventually blocked the 'waste line' somewhere below our tub but above the tub in 104. The dirt and water bubbled up into our tub. Kootch called the maintenance boss, who called in a plumber. He arrived about mid-afternoon and began trying to clear the plug. Dazed and hungover, I checked on him periodically. He was trying to clear the plug using an electric-powered flexible metal 'snake' - a common method to clear waste line plugs. He worked at it for two or three hours, then gave up, saying that he would bring another plumber with him Sunday morning around 10 AM or so. Kootch and I did not shower that day. Before he left, I told the plumber that I suspected that there was a (unauthorized) valve on the waste line below our tub and that the valve was 'closed,' preventing his 'snakeline' from getting more than 4-6 feet into the waste line. He (correctly) couldn't see why someone would put a valve into a waste line. But it was the only theory which seemed to me to explain the facts.
Friday, September 07, 2012
Oyasuminasai.
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Time to wrap this up. Nighty-night.
Time to wrap this up. Nighty-night.
Republican Theory of Monetary Gravity.
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Tonight's Visual:
Republican theory of Monetary Gravity: Trickle, trickle, oh no, no!
Tonight's Visual:
Tonight's Music.
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(Narrative to be continued next week.)
Sip. I'm way behind the 30 minute clock at this time, (tap) so I have abandoned the idea. Sip. Time for music and visuals! Music first. Herewith, Mozart's Piano Concerto #26, Coronation Concerto: (Wiki.)
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First movement:
Part I of II.
Part II of II.
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Second movement.
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Third Movement. (Beer #10 at 2057)
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(Narrative to be continued next week.)
Sip. I'm way behind the 30 minute clock at this time, (tap) so I have abandoned the idea. Sip. Time for music and visuals! Music first. Herewith, Mozart's Piano Concerto #26, Coronation Concerto: (Wiki.)
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First movement:
Part I of II.
Part II of II.
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Second movement.
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Third Movement. (Beer #10 at 2057)
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Changing the World.
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(Beer #8 at 1919. Timer set. Sip.)
Police Officers became surplus. Local budgets blossomed as police exited the force to become drug dealers in Marijuana. Tax revenues from Marijuana skyrocketed. Other nations began to follow America's lead. Even Japan legalized Marijuana! The world began to buzz. China, India, Indonesia followed Japan in decriminalization. The people of Earth became happier. I became the most popular president in American History!
It slowly dawned on me, as I thought about it all in bed at night, that 'legalization' might have been a bad idea as regards my popularity, but that considering the eventual result, it was a good idea overall: I had changed the world!
Furthermore, I had done it without the consent and agreement of Congress!
I loved that idea!
(Beer #8 at 1919. Timer set. Sip.)
Police Officers became surplus. Local budgets blossomed as police exited the force to become drug dealers in Marijuana. Tax revenues from Marijuana skyrocketed. Other nations began to follow America's lead. Even Japan legalized Marijuana! The world began to buzz. China, India, Indonesia followed Japan in decriminalization. The people of Earth became happier. I became the most popular president in American History!
It slowly dawned on me, as I thought about it all in bed at night, that 'legalization' might have been a bad idea as regards my popularity, but that considering the eventual result, it was a good idea overall: I had changed the world!
Furthermore, I had done it without the consent and agreement of Congress!
I loved that idea!
Popularity Becomes Panic.
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Damn that was fun! I began watching the Evening News: Turmoil! I revelled in that turmoil! I drank beer every night during the Evening News and literally revelled! I found a 'discreet source' of Personal Marijuana and tried it with beer. Oh... My... God...! And it was all legal! Munchies! Yum! I watched every night as America 'smoked up' and American Media went apeshit. Media stock skyrocketed even as 'prison stock' tanked. Wall Street was astonished. I was hailed as a 'genius.' There was a movement in congress to abolish the 'two term limit' on presidential terms - a movement I squished immediately. It was a fun time. South American economies blossomed! California boomed! Law Enforcement jobs tanked. The 'National Satisfaction Index' skyrocketed. There was serious talk on the street of making America a Monarchy and me a king. I didn't like that a bit. I squished the idea. I was becoming too popular. I became worried about my retirement. I just wanted to relax. I needed to put a damper on this Manic America.
I panicked.
Damn that was fun! I began watching the Evening News: Turmoil! I revelled in that turmoil! I drank beer every night during the Evening News and literally revelled! I found a 'discreet source' of Personal Marijuana and tried it with beer. Oh... My... God...! And it was all legal! Munchies! Yum! I watched every night as America 'smoked up' and American Media went apeshit. Media stock skyrocketed even as 'prison stock' tanked. Wall Street was astonished. I was hailed as a 'genius.' There was a movement in congress to abolish the 'two term limit' on presidential terms - a movement I squished immediately. It was a fun time. South American economies blossomed! California boomed! Law Enforcement jobs tanked. The 'National Satisfaction Index' skyrocketed. There was serious talk on the street of making America a Monarchy and me a king. I didn't like that a bit. I squished the idea. I was becoming too popular. I became worried about my retirement. I just wanted to relax. I needed to put a damper on this Manic America.
I panicked.
Getting Even.
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Beer buzzer just went off at 1756. Back from the fridge with beer #6 at 1758. Sip. Timer set. Ok. The hard work is done and the rest is gravy. Yas. Hmm. Lessee... Aha!
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I had become president through no fault of my own. It was an accident. Incredibly, I did a 4-year term, and in spite of a so-so performance while in the White House, I was re-elected. Barf. I was planning to retire instead. Not another four years?! Oh no! What did I do wrong? (I should mention at this point that the preceeding scenerio bears absolutely no resemblance to that of our current excellent president, Barack Obama. Really. This is a satire.)
One night, as I was reading The Controlled Substances Act and thinking about my situation before going to sleep, I came up with the idea of getting even with the American voters who re-elected me. 'I'll teach those bastards!'
When I woke up next morning I called my Chief of Staff to the Oval Office. 'I want you to prepare a Presidential Directive moving Marijuana from Schedule I to Schedule V.' Yes, I understand the implications! Don't argue with me. Do it!'
Beer buzzer just went off at 1756. Back from the fridge with beer #6 at 1758. Sip. Timer set. Ok. The hard work is done and the rest is gravy. Yas. Hmm. Lessee... Aha!
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I had become president through no fault of my own. It was an accident. Incredibly, I did a 4-year term, and in spite of a so-so performance while in the White House, I was re-elected. Barf. I was planning to retire instead. Not another four years?! Oh no! What did I do wrong? (I should mention at this point that the preceeding scenerio bears absolutely no resemblance to that of our current excellent president, Barack Obama. Really. This is a satire.)
One night, as I was reading The Controlled Substances Act and thinking about my situation before going to sleep, I came up with the idea of getting even with the American voters who re-elected me. 'I'll teach those bastards!'
When I woke up next morning I called my Chief of Staff to the Oval Office. 'I want you to prepare a Presidential Directive moving Marijuana from Schedule I to Schedule V.' Yes, I understand the implications! Don't argue with me. Do it!'
Money, Honey.
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Back from the fridge with beer #3 at 1600. Sip. Buzzing nicely. Time to review last week. I'm almost afraid to look... Ok. I changed the '4' to a '6.' The rest is hopeless. Time to begin tonight's link dump. I've been working on it more than usual this week because I ended a game of C-III early in the week and didn't start another. The idea this week is to unify some recent themes. Lessee...
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The Brick Testament (Wikipedia) is an unflattering look at the Judeo-Christian bible. It is essentially a biblical picture book with 'comments.' Fascinating! Do you find The Bible tedious? Boring? Then you will absolutely love The Brick Testament! I chose the 'circumcision theme' based on my recent posts concerning that subject. If you wonder about the 'accuracy' of the Brick Testament you can also refer to Sceptic's Annotated Bible, Koran, Book of Mormon. Still in doubt? Try Biblos as a last resort.
Continuing with the subject of circumcision, we live in modern times (thank god!) and not in ancient times. We are therefore no longer 'slaves to culture.' Nowadays we can easily investigate 'culture' and change it in ourselves if we think that is a good idea. And here is a modern tool for deciding whether to circumcise our newborn infant boys: Circumcision Decision Maker. (You must see, under 'Circumcision Facts,' 'Before and After images.' Those two photographs alone make the case against circumcision.)
But let's suppose you screwed it up. (30 minute timer.) You circumcised your baby boy. He grew up unsexual. But he eventually discovered personal lubricants! Not exactly a 'godsend,' Personally Lubricants allow both men and women to enjoy a reasonably adequate sexual life after male sexual mutilation. Science and technology improves upon the disasterous results of ancient culture!
But 'follow the money:' First they mutilate you. (Money honey.) Then they 'fix you up.' (Money honey.)
Back from the fridge with beer #5 at 1720. Sip. Timer set at 1726. Buzzing slightly.
Lastly, Daily sex improves sperm quality. Male Sexual Mutilation inhibits male masturbation, resulting in sexually retarded young men who produce lower quality sperm, resulting in more spontaneous abortions and birth defects.
Circumcision sucks! And modern circumcision is mostly about the money honey.
Back from the fridge with beer #3 at 1600. Sip. Buzzing nicely. Time to review last week. I'm almost afraid to look... Ok. I changed the '4' to a '6.' The rest is hopeless. Time to begin tonight's link dump. I've been working on it more than usual this week because I ended a game of C-III early in the week and didn't start another. The idea this week is to unify some recent themes. Lessee...
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The Brick Testament (Wikipedia) is an unflattering look at the Judeo-Christian bible. It is essentially a biblical picture book with 'comments.' Fascinating! Do you find The Bible tedious? Boring? Then you will absolutely love The Brick Testament! I chose the 'circumcision theme' based on my recent posts concerning that subject. If you wonder about the 'accuracy' of the Brick Testament you can also refer to Sceptic's Annotated Bible, Koran, Book of Mormon. Still in doubt? Try Biblos as a last resort.
Continuing with the subject of circumcision, we live in modern times (thank god!) and not in ancient times. We are therefore no longer 'slaves to culture.' Nowadays we can easily investigate 'culture' and change it in ourselves if we think that is a good idea. And here is a modern tool for deciding whether to circumcise our newborn infant boys: Circumcision Decision Maker. (You must see, under 'Circumcision Facts,' 'Before and After images.' Those two photographs alone make the case against circumcision.)
But let's suppose you screwed it up. (30 minute timer.) You circumcised your baby boy. He grew up unsexual. But he eventually discovered personal lubricants! Not exactly a 'godsend,' Personally Lubricants allow both men and women to enjoy a reasonably adequate sexual life after male sexual mutilation. Science and technology improves upon the disasterous results of ancient culture!
But 'follow the money:' First they mutilate you. (Money honey.) Then they 'fix you up.' (Money honey.)
Back from the fridge with beer #5 at 1720. Sip. Timer set at 1726. Buzzing slightly.
Lastly, Daily sex improves sperm quality. Male Sexual Mutilation inhibits male masturbation, resulting in sexually retarded young men who produce lower quality sperm, resulting in more spontaneous abortions and birth defects.
Circumcision sucks! And modern circumcision is mostly about the money honey.
Whew. The Cons are over!
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Beginning beer #1 (of 12) at 1500. Sip. Yum! The good news is that the Political Conventions are over! Whew. I give the Republicans a C- and the Democrats an A+, both grades based on 'quality of content.' I found the Republican 'content' literally filled with lies and distortions, and the Democratic 'content' generally truthful. I could go on and on, of course, but I will spare you. (Damned white of me. Right? (tap))
Last sip of beer #1 at 1516; buzzing slightly. The plan is to drink the first three beers as usual, then limit the frequency thereafter by using a timer. We'll see how that works out. Burp. Burp.
Back from the fridge with beer #2 at 1522. Sip. Snort. (Face Rad is causing the usual tearing and nasal swelling and mucus (tap) flows.)
Regarding the Speakers at the DemCon, I watched some but not all. I found the First Lady's speech interesting, but I know the Prez so well that I did computer stuff while he was speaking. I also liked the speeches by Rahm Emanuel and Elizabeth Warren, especially. But the most spectacular speech by far was that given by good ole ex prez Bill Clinton! Spectacular! The Republicans had nothing even close.
One last observation: The Republican VP candidate Paul Ryan claims that 'Our rights come from Nature and God... not from Government.' Wrong. Our 'rights' come from US. We are all in this together. We grant ourselves various rights thru government. God has nothing to do with it. Indeed, God would remove many of our rights if he could. But he can't! Ha!
Beginning beer #1 (of 12) at 1500. Sip. Yum! The good news is that the Political Conventions are over! Whew. I give the Republicans a C- and the Democrats an A+, both grades based on 'quality of content.' I found the Republican 'content' literally filled with lies and distortions, and the Democratic 'content' generally truthful. I could go on and on, of course, but I will spare you. (Damned white of me. Right? (tap))
Last sip of beer #1 at 1516; buzzing slightly. The plan is to drink the first three beers as usual, then limit the frequency thereafter by using a timer. We'll see how that works out. Burp. Burp.
Back from the fridge with beer #2 at 1522. Sip. Snort. (Face Rad is causing the usual tearing and nasal swelling and mucus (tap) flows.)
Regarding the Speakers at the DemCon, I watched some but not all. I found the First Lady's speech interesting, but I know the Prez so well that I did computer stuff while he was speaking. I also liked the speeches by Rahm Emanuel and Elizabeth Warren, especially. But the most spectacular speech by far was that given by good ole ex prez Bill Clinton! Spectacular! The Republicans had nothing even close.
One last observation: The Republican VP candidate Paul Ryan claims that 'Our rights come from Nature and God... not from Government.' Wrong. Our 'rights' come from US. We are all in this together. We grant ourselves various rights thru government. God has nothing to do with it. Indeed, God would remove many of our rights if he could. But he can't! Ha!
