Death for me over the years has rarely been difficult to process and move on. I've buried quite a few, only mourned a couple. The two I mourn are now memories I guard so earnestly a mother bear could not rival my ferocity. These two people immediately bring on the wet eyes and short tight breaths when I just so much as think on their lives, their influence, and my loss.
This past January I experienced a third loss of someone very important in my life. It's hit me very hard, and I am surprise
With appologies to Warner Bros., the Wachowski Bros., Lawrence Fishburne, and anyone else feeling litigious.
"Fundementalism is a system, Neo, and that system is our enemy. You look around you, what do you see: doctors, teachers, lawyers. The very lives we are trying to save, but until we do they are still a part of that system, and that makes them our enemy. You have to understand, many of these people are not ready to be deconverted. And some of them are so inurred, so hopelessly dependan
The Optimist and the Pessimist on Holiday
The Optimist and the Pessimist were on holiday in tropical northern Australia when they came across a river. It was quite hot as it generally is in the tropics and, to the Optimist; this looked like a good swimming hole.
“Let’s go for a swim,” said the Optimist
“I dunno,” hesitated the Pessimist, “I’ve heard there are man eating crocodiles lurking in these waters.”
“Don’t be such a pessimist,” retorted the Optimist, “let’s get out of the
I was trying to find the infamous Area 51 on Google's new map site. Google has this fun thing were you can view satelite images anywhere in the world. You can scroll around real fast with it too. They have a version that is available to download too but it's a subscription service. Why pay for something that's free?
You can see satellite pictures of your hometown or even house if you're lucky. Here's Westhampton, my hometown. I'd give ya the link to my house but I sort of want my privacy. C
The young horse's training usually involves a desensitization process. The cowboys of yesteryear (and some still today) would take a feed sack and introduce it to the animal. There are a lot of scary things about a feed sack. It rustles, it flops, it can cover a horses eyes or get wrapped around a leg. So, the cowboy begins rubbing the sack gently on a safe area, typically the shoulder or neck, and systematically moves around with it until he covers all areas of the body, saving the scariest
I just don't seem as interested in things as I used to. Hobbies, entertainment, studies, etc. They just seem to involve me less and less.
I used to play Magic (The card game, if its not apparent). I loved making decks, trying 'em out. I liked playing, trading, buying boosters. But now.... Fuck Magic. I use my cards to light my cigars. I haven't played a game in almost a year. I really couldn't care less about Magic anymore. All these cheesy green decks the punk kids use nowadays have p
I wish I never got that money. No wait, nevermind. We got money back from our taxes, a whole lotta money like around $3000. That's alot for us. Most people have to pay the gooberment that much, aren't you jealous?! Of course me and Jenn (she's my wife) have been spending it all way too much. We were supposed to save the money to move out of this expensive state (NY) and into some cheaper one somewhere (PA?). We probably have 2k left now.
Oh well. So I bought tons of computer games. I got
Wow I almost gave up on this site. Hey it got boring! It gets redundant sometimes. Same old blah blah, theists are taking over the world!, grumble, grumble stuff. Well now we have blogs so salvation has come! Now it's sorted and catagorized grumbles that get deeply personal and individualistic!
So now I'll never leave this damn forum, ya dang grumblers! Now I can post things that people will probably never read. Oh doesnt that sentence just cry out "Read me!"?
Anyway I'm greatly tha
At 3:30 this morning, I woke up running. My cozy apartment is situated above some of the finest neighbors a girl could hope to have-- horses. Metal shod hooves thrashing against the wooden walls below can wake the dead, and it usually means something is very wrong. A horse can lay down, roll over, and find itself unable to get up because its legs are firmly folded between it's massive body and the wall. The less intelligent among horses can panic and injure themselves, either by breaking thr
After months of first having to correct the same idiocy by production line workers and application programmers over and over again, then having to kill each and every minute separately because for some reason no one crashes any important system anymore, I finally arrived at my three weeks off work. Yep I was happy.
Until I started my TV app yesterday evening.
Wanted to watch one of the few marginally good shows on German TV, and what did I get instead?
White smoke from the
Why are you reading this drivel?
Truth is dead.
I refer not to relativism, in any form. Truth, or reality, as some would call it, does exist. However, the truth is dead not from lack of existance, but from lack of relevance.
In America, the truth has become completely irrelevant to our daily lives. The U.S. invades Iraq, believing Saddam to posses WMDs, and links to al-Quaida, however its spelled. Where are those weapons? Where are those links? Our leaders were wrong. And yet,
It's a gorgeous day outside: clear, sunny, and the warmest it's been this year.
I'm freezing my ass off.
There are only 4 of us in this section of offices (cubicles) and one of us likes it cold. Us freeze babies are too nice to tell her to suck it up, so we sit in the air conditioning, not feeling a bit of that beautiful day outside our windows. I turned the thermostat up a bit, but if I do it any more the hot lady will whine. I don't know why it is that she has never said a thing
Cookout last night & they asked me to say grace, knowing that the request was guaranteed to irritate me or make me uncomfortable. I didn't hesistate:
"Jesus Christ, this is good!"
I wasn't the uncomfortable one this time. Hee hee.
I was once in love with this girl, but she wasn’t a Christian, but she could have been. Yet, despite some very encouraging conversations, she couldn’t be convinced to become a Christian. I started thinking about love, and how much I loved her, and how far I would be willing to go to express that love for her. This got me thinking about Christ’s love and how far he went to express his love for us. I began to ask myself, “Would I be willing to sacrifice my place in heaven for her? Would I be
Had a second date last night. It was getting late, since he had a long day at work and I had gone to visit my dad in the hospital, and I was exhausted. I would rather have slept instead of gone out, but I didn't want to ditch the guy. So we met up at a decent bar for a few beers and conversation. I turned down his offer to pick me up since the bar is between our homes and I'm a big girl who can drive herself.
It was so much more interesting and relaxed this time. I crossed a few items
I was never a xian. Techniacally, I was. But, nothing of that former life, or former self remains. The fact I was a xian has ceased to be a factor in who I am now.
I got into the christ cult in a summer camp. They were really sneaky about it, too. I wonder if my parentws even knew what kind of camp it was. I should've known something was up when I noticed most of the kids at the camp were complete assholes.
I stuck with it, until around my early/mid teens. I started to take a closer
Today's blog is about something that I encountered today from my infamous Jesus-loving, End-Times-preaching coworkers. Apparently they are bunch of homophobes as well. I'm sure they have a special place reserved for them in heaven. Anyway, here's what happened.
The group (Aida, Bill, Alfred and Diana) were huddled around talking about Juan Gabriel. I walked up and joined the conversation. "Who's Juan Gabriel?" I asked. "Oh," said Aida, "He's a Latino singer. He's l
One of my best friends moved, all by herself, to Columbus last month. Her mother died a year ago, and her boyfriend had recently finalized their breakup and decided to get engaged to another girl. I thought she moved because she was tired of the bad memories. That was only part of the reason. It was mainly because of what I said.
Oh, great, what did I say now? Things that I said always come back to me, after I have forgotten all about them. This time it wasn't anything bad (phew!), it
(I typed it all before, then the server connection went doodoo while posting, so this time it will be much shorter )
Sometimes I really really hate my fellow Germans, especially when the "Generationenvertrag" is concerned. That means "generation contract" and is the system that finances the retirement of our elderly people. It works really simple: Those who work, in whatever job, pay a certain percentage of their income to power the system which then provides those too old to keep working
I intend to post what is transpiring with my attempt to bring enlightenment to those poor brain-washed, enslaved Christ Cultists on this website and others (Unexplained Mysteries comes to mind). I have become overly tired of people with religion-rotted brains accosting me, witnessing to me, and eventually telling me that my destination after life will be very warm . I will add that since I have worked up a little witnessing and conversion spiel for Deism, the Cultists tend to vacant my pres
Well, last night my wife and I sat down and had a long talk about the future. She agreed that I really shouldn’t go back to the dig this season. With out youngest in college, every penny counts and it was rather pricey to maintain two residences, one here and one in East Anglia. I called my old Professor afterward (he is nominally the head of the effort) and told him that I would have to sit out at least one season and possibly more. He was very understanding and told me when I was ready
If you are christian, you are my enemy. If you are muslim, you are my enemy.
I know what you're going to say. That there are "Nice christians" and "nice muslims" out there. Ones that aren't trying to brainwash people, or create theocracies, or harrass/subvert/marginalize/kill anyone not part of their faith.
And my response is: So? As much as they may decry their extemist bretheren, the big question is, do they oppose them? Do they do anything more than cluck their tongues and shake th
I just spent an hour and a half busting my arse and brain to compose my latest entry for this blog. Once I was satisfied with my work I clicked on the Preview Post button and guess what: ERROR ERROR ERROR, PAGE COULD NOT BE RETRIEVED or some bullshit like that.
One and a half hours of my life and 2-300 brilliantly composed words for your enlightenment gone forever.
What a fucking coincidence, my first serious and reasonably lenthy post which I put my heart and soul into and I don't ge