Tuesday, June 17. 2008FireFox 3 Download Day a bust?Maybe, but maybe not. At about 3:10pm EST I managed to get a download started following the link from GetFireFox, of course, its only coming through the tubes at about 8KB/s. From what I have read though, the download site had been unavailable since 1:20pm EST. Well, here's to hoping the Mozilla staff can keep their hardware together, and still pull off an impressive record. Thursday, February 21. 2008An Open Letter to Verizon Long DistanceA letter I sent to Verizon:
[Extra remarks placed in brackets] I can't wait for Kitt to move in with me so I can cancel my over-priced subscription with these people. Sunday, December 30. 2007Ron Paul - What is a Patriot?Excellent floor speech by Ron Paul back in May, 2007 during a House of Representatives session. The full text can be found at the Ron Paul Library. Saturday, December 22. 2007War on my holidaysGarrett Eisler, from The Huffington Post writes about The War on Saturnalia:
I just liked the role reversal generally attributed to Satunralia. Friday, December 21. 2007LibertyThey who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety -- Ben Franklin I read many articles about Ron Paul calling him "kooky" his followers "inept" I find this disturbing. I belive the real question we need to ask ourselves before casting our votes is simply do you belive in the constitution or don't you? Also we need to ask ourselves is giving up our freedoms really making us safe? How can we be safe? Our military is strenched beyond imagining, Our dollar is collapsing, and our national guard those put in place to secure the homeland is not here? Exactly how safe are we? If we are attacked whose going to be defending us? these are legit questions. It upsets me more that because Americans are not listening to the media because we refuse to belive them we are called spammers or worst, It upsets me that the goverment has been bought and paid for and that people really belive that the american people will sit by and take it up the ass, time and and time again. Weather you agree with him on all stances or not, there is no arguing that he supports the Constitution of the United States, and that is the most important reason to vote, the military fights to protect our freedoms but they have all died in vain if we ourselves don't do the simpliest thing and vote for theres.
Wednesday, December 19. 2007A Public Service AnnouncementTuesday, November 6. 2007Why Did the Neo-Pagan Chicken Cross the Road?Alexandrian/Gardnerian: To reveal this would be to break my oath of secrecy. I can say, though, that it really is an ancient rite, dating far back in time, back even before 1951, and I have learned it from an unbroken lineage. As Gerald said, it takes a chicken to make an egg. Asatru: First, we don't believe in a "One Chicken" or a "Hen and Rooster." We believe in many chickens. Second, "crossing the road" is part of the three levels, or worlds, and the chicken simply crossed from one level to another. Hail to the Chickens! British Traditional: The word "chicken" comes from a very specific Old English word ("gechekken"), and it only properly applies to certain fowl of East Anglia or those descended therefrom. As for the rest, I suppose they are doing something remotely similar to crossing the road, but you must remember that traditional roads are not to be confused with the modern roads.... Celtic: In County Feedbeygohn on Midsummer's day, there is still practiced St. Henny's Dance, which is a survival of the old pagan Chicken Crossing fertility rite. Today, modern pagans are reviving the practice, dedicated to the Hen and the Green Rooster. Ceremonial: "Crossing the road" is a phrase that summarizes many magical structures erected and timed by the chicken to produce the energy necessary for the intention of the travel across the road. For example, the astrological correspondences had to be correct, the moon had to be waxing (if the chicken intended to come to the other side of the road) or waning (if the chicken intended to flee to the other side of the road), and the chicken had to prepare herself through fasting and proper incantations. Note certain forms of invocation (summoning an egg inside your chicken self) can produce abnormal or even dangerous eggs and should only be conducted inside a properly erected barnyard. Chaos: Thinking in terms of "roads" and "crossings" is simply looking at the formal, typically perceived structure of chicken crossing space-time. We, instead, focus on the possibility of chicken crossing itself; what appears to be a random act is thus actually the norm --- it is the **road** which is the freak of chance. Indeed, quantum mechanics now demonstrates what we knew all along two roads can simultaneously exist in the same place at the same time. Thus, by attuning ourselves to the dynamic energy (called "crossing"), we can manifest the road. Of course, to the unknowledgeable, this appears as a chicken crossing the road. Dianic: The chykyn ("chicken" is term of patriarchal oppression) sought to reclaim for herself the right to be on the other side of the road, after it had been denied to her for centuries. By doing so, she reawakened the power of the Hen within herself. Discordian: cock-a-doodle-doo ! Druid: To get to the sacred grove, of course! Keep in mind that 99% of everything written about chickens-crossing-the-road is pure hogwash, based on biased sources. Yes, there were a few unfortunate chicken sacrifices in the past, but that is over now... Eclectic: Because it seemed right to her at the time. She used some Egyptian style corn and a Celtic sounding word for the road and incorporated some Native American elements into her Corn-name, Chicken-Who-Dances-and-Runs-with-the-Wolves. Faery: In twilight times and under sparkling stars, those properly trained can still see the chickens crossing the roads. Reconnecting with these "fey-fowl" as they cross is crucial to restoring the balance between the energies of modern development and living with the earth. Family Traditional: Growing up, we didn't think much about "crossing the road." A chicken was a chicken. It crossed the road because that was what worked to get her to the other side. We focused on what worked, and we worked more with the elders of the barnyard and less with all this "guardians of the chickencoop" business. We didn't get our concepts of "chickens" or "the other side" from Gardner, either. You can choose not to believe us since we did not "scratch down" on paper what was clucked to us orally (which, at certain times in history, was the only way to avoid becoming Easter chicken soup!), but that doesn't change the facts there were real chickens, and they really did cross the road! Kitchen Witch: The chicken crossed the road to get food, to get a rooster or to get away from me after I decided to have chicken for supper! Left Hand Path: White, fluffy chickens prancing across the road ! Do you think that is all there is to crossing the road? Do you dare to know the dark side of crossing the road and the other path to self-development? New Age: The chicken crossed the road because she chose this as one her lessons to learn in this life. Besides, there was so much incense and bright, white corn to explore on the Other Side. Newbie: well, 'cause I read in this really kewl book that said, like, chickens are supposed to cross the road, right? Posting on an Online Discussion Group: What the hell do you mean 'why did the chicken cross the road?' ???!!!??? Haven't you read **any** of the previous posts? We've been [expletive deleted] debating every word of that question, painstakingly trying to come to some kind of answer. I know you wrote 'all i wnted to know was why chickens cross the road, im not looking for any chicken spells' but I'm fed up with newbies who can't even bother to REEEEEEEEAAADDD the posts on that very topic! No, this is not a flame. But, I and several others here have the maturity to properly explore and respond to this question, and we were properly trained; we didn't just read a book and think we were full-fledged chickens. ~whew~ "Sethian"/Jane Roberts: Session 666; Wednesday, Dec. 2, 1969; 9:00 p.m. Now, you create your own chicken, each of you individually and en masse. Your physical senses fool you into believing you are seeing a chicken crossing the road, when instead, the chicken has already crossed the road, and hasn't even begun to cross the road. There is a probable chicken that never crossed the road as well. Further, because you each perceive a chicken, there is not only one chicken but, in fact, many different chickens. As I have said before, time is simultaneous. All probable versions of the chicken--past, present and future--exist at once in the spacious present. It is only because you believe [emphatically] that time is linear, with each moment followed by another in one-line kind of fashion, that you perceive the chicken taking chicken steps to get to the other side of the road. It does no good to ask "Which came first, the chicken or the egg," either, for they both exist at once in simultaneous time. [910 p.m.] Now, there are families of chicken consciousness. All life seeks value fulfillment, for consciousness is consciousness. What you perceive as a chicken may be something far different in another reality. The chicken may, for example, be a fragment personality of your entity. The chicken is no less than you are, however, simply because it is a chicken. Now, the chicken has its reality, and you have your reality. But the chicken is more than a chicken [emphatically], and you are more than you think that you are! [Pause one minute] The chicken crosses the road because it believes it can, and it does. It knows that it is sacred and that it will not die. You (underline 'you') also are sacred and you will not die. But as long as you believe that it is unsafe to cross the road, you must take chicken steps and obey the laws that you have agreed upon to get to to the other side safely. [End at 9:30 p.m. Jane came out of trance easily. She didn't remember a word she had spoken as Seth.] Solitaire: The chicken didn't want to be part of a coven or an oven. Shaman: Crossing the road is a way to reconnect with the healing, visionary lifeways of the past. Chickens have long known this, but increasingly the Rooster's Movement is adding more roosters to the crossings too. Snert: Hey, are you guys really chickens? Can you giveme a spellthat will make a chicken cross the road? Wiccan: The chicken crossed the road because she felt like she was finally "coming home." She could do it alone or with others, but she had to call to the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the Barnyard first ... uhm, after casting the circle. How Some Pagan Authors Might Respond: Margot Adler: The recent chicken resurgence, it can be argued, is directly based on a response to the suburban middle class experience. While I found that chickens-who-cross-roads who responded to my survey are of a wide range of ages and backgrounds, I discovered some trends in the "why" of crossing the road. For some it is was freedom. For some it is chickensim. Many chickens told me they crossed the road for intellectual satisfaction. One thing is clear: the growth of road crossing by chickens is expanding in the numbers of chickens and in the ways they cross the road, including at chicken festivals and for political blocking of roads. P.E.I. Bonewits: Real crossing-the-road, we have seen, is a very interwoven and complicated subject. Our conclusion could be that real crossing-the-road is the build up of chicken emotion in conjunction with chicken concepts to vary the modulation of chicken energy so as to effect the modulation of the road's energy. That's all! Perhaps it is unfortunate, though, to use the word "chicken" in relation to it, since the "C" word is being used now in a way it was never used before in the English language and is an utterly meaningless term without a qualifying adjective. And this, of course, is the fault of the medieval Christian Church, through the Gothic Chickens it invented and used as the basis of persecuting men, women and chickens. The word "chicken" itself comes from an Indo-European root, "cheeka/e" meaning "one who lays eggs," and it has no relation to the later Anglo-Saxon word for "wise spirit of flight," as so often stated by certain contemporary "Chics." An'Chk'Rrhod ("Our Own Chickens on Our Own Roads"), an authentic Neo-Chicken Rooster tradition, offers the best of paleo-, meso- and neo- Chickenism. Carlos Castenada 4/10/1964; I spent 14 hours, without food or water, sitting on the dirt and under the sun in front of Don Juan's house, grinding chicken feed. I asked Don Juan if I could have a drink of water, and he told me that it was always this way, that a man who wanted to cross the road with the chicken cannot have any food or water till the chicken feed is ground. I asked Don Juan if the chicken is an ally, like the little smoke. Don Juan seemed to get angry and stayed silent. After I completed grinding the corn, I hallucinated from heat exhaustion, and Don Juan said I was ready. As I collapsed to my side, I spilled the chicken feed around me. A chicken appeared to be eating the feed around me, and I became strangely absorbed in the vision. I heard Don Juan's voice tell me, "You must let the chicken cross the road into you. It is very painful, but for a man of knowledge it is easy." Scott Cunningham: A chicken passes between the grasses, clucking. The wind blows, and the chicken knows, *knows*, that this is the time. She puts her energy into taking the steps, in harmony with the gravel and the stones of the road. She is across; it is over, and the chicken stands in the field on the other side of the road. Natural chicken crossing is unique among most other branches of the art of chicken road crossing. It doesn't require years of collecting or fashioning coops, feeders or hen houses. Indeed, the most important tools of natural chicken crossing are free: the road, the chicken and you, your personal chicken power. You're already familiar with it. You've felt it. You are a chicken. Crossing the road is you, with your chicken need. And, you can do it on your own. After all, who initiated the first chicken? Janet and Stewart Farrar: Since so many editions of Gardner's Chicken Book of Crossings have appeared in print (some accurate, some not), we think it won't "lay an egg" too much if we clearly present "The Chicken Crossing Rite," especially if we do so after two and half pages of well researched introduction set in six-point type. In version A of the Chicken Crossing Rite, we find many pseudo-archaisms (e.g.,"Yea, Ye Anciente Rite of Ye Chiks and Ye Rodes is a moste powerful Crafting,taking thy athame..."); however, Doreen Valiente notes (in version C, which is what we present), and we agree, that underlying it all is a basic ritual for summoning the astral road through the spirit of the Chicken (drawn down in the person of the High Priestess, holding the black handled feed bin; of course, a second degree may assist or perform the rite when. Llewellyn's Practical Chicken Magick Series: To some people, the idea that "chickens crossing the road" is practical comes as a surprise. It shouldn't. The whole idea of Crossing the Road is practical for chickens. While Crossing the Road is also, and properly so, concerned with spiritual growth and psychological transformation --the "why" of crossing the road-- every chicken's life must rest firmly on material roads. Crossing the Road is the flowering of chicken potential. And the profits from publishing all those books on how to do so? Well, that ain't chicken feed. Starhawk: The chicken crossed the road to reclaim the crossing experience, the experience of being fully alive, with streams and earth and rocks and road, in the fullness of her chickenhood after thousands of years of roosterarchy. The chicken crossing the road --not a chicken laying eggs, not a chicken being roasted and eaten-- a chicken strong and free, crossing the road, this is something I can believe in. We chickens, as chickens, can reclaim this in harmony with the Earth who gives life to all chickens and Who has been terribly scratched by roosters. Exercises: Dance the Spiral Chicken. Doreen Valiente: Old Chicken really did exist, and she really did cross the road. Gerald talked about her often, but she didn't cross the road till before I began studying with Gerald. Still there are records of Old Chicken which confirm her reality. As for all the comments that Gerald had a "thing" for chickens, that is simply not true. The reason we worked with chickens is really quite simple: it worked! Silver Raven Wolf: Although many times people have asked me why exactly the chicken crossed the road, I often wonder myself. My point is that every chicken comes to the road in a different way, and there is no one correct way for the chicken to get to the road to be crossed. The study of crossing the road is hard work if the chicken is going to develop any degree of proficiency. It is not something where you can just cluck yourself across the road. The first time my chicken crossed the road was for my chicken's friend, whose rooster was being abusive. The chicken worked the steps for crossing the road after carefully considering all the reasons for crossing the road and all the steps she would have to take. Finally, my chicken just started clucking and flapping her wings and started across the road. When she reached the other side, her friend's rooster was respectful! Afterwards, the chicken ate some corn to ground herself. Source: Pagan Chicken Saturday, September 15. 2007RamblesSometimes I wonder why we even have a blog, it's never used and hasn't been updated in forever, I always wonder what i might use it for, Politics are only interesting every once in a blue moon, and somethings are foreseen so far in advanced it's kinda stupid to even mention it, There is so much going on in the world what can one individual say that means anything at all in the void of the internet is sort of like sending a message in a bottle to no one, some unknown identy and the chances of the reply ever getting to the person who sent the first message even less, there is myspace which is cool every now and then but really it's only every now and then. The real world seems to sometimes seperate it's boundries every now and then and let a glimpse in to who we really are , and why some doors should remain shut or unopened, the differnce between who we were and who we are, can it really be so simple. I don't know, Perhaps self journey is the only real journey that matters, and the people who touch your life for a few brief moments are all that really matters, you have the friends you need when you need them or when they need you and then after that a new chapter opens, but weather it's through a door window or a crack might be entirly up to you, or them depending on the situation. Speaking of new chapters both my children stayed away from home last night , they went camping the oldest has been away before a few times now ( i don't allow it often) but my youngest it was her first night away from me , and the first night I have been without them, I realized just how lonely I really am in those few hours before exhaustion took me, the good news is i got much needed uninterupted sleep the bad news is that I wonder what life will be like once they grow up, I wonder if I shall always be there for everyone and yet all alone, sometimes walking alone is nice but every now and then it be nice to have a friend that shares more then just a brief walk in my world. Someone who knows me better then I know me someone that will be able to know when I need a shoulder and when I need just a strong arm and a kind word, Those moments are far to few, I am always the shoulder, the strong arm the whispers in the wind, and when it's over I am gone a forgotten page in some disastours book where I was but a sub-chapter on a long forgotten page. My immortality lives in my children, my dreams are my own however and all though they are temporily on hold they are not forgotten, I hear there voices, I see the stars and yet for a few more moments they must stay slightly out of reach, till i'm ready, I know i'm strong enough but still there are choices always and 4ever choices, choices the words seem somehow unfimilar and yet sound like an old friend calling, every breath we take is a second we spend dying, morbid perhaps, but perhaps the wisdom in knowing that every breath taken is a walk with death till death becomes an old friend and takes you, (old being a relative term) If more people realized that perhaps they spend more time thinking of how to live now then how to live later, Knowing that perhaps there may be no more tommorrows, no more last chances that today might be the last one they have to make it all work, Then maybe people would understand me and my now or never state of mind, It' s not neccassary bravery or courage, perhaps in all my stands in all my adventures in all my choices, perhaps i'm afraid of what if tommorow doesn't come, what if tommorow isn't, perhaps it's fear of not having a tommorow that pushes me into the unknown depths and deep soul seraching i seem to do. Perhaps I'm just crazy, or perhaps I'm sane and the entire world is crazy? genius mad women friend foe lover bitch these are all my names choice wisely which face you'd like to see , as the entire world is after all a stage Adue adue adue Saturday, October 14. 2006We're backThursday, September 14. 2006NEVADA SOLDIER'S PLAQUEAuthor: Scott Sonner, Associated Press Source: Las Vegas Sun (NV) Title: STATE SAYS NEVADA SOLDIER'S PLAQUE CAN INCLUDE WICCAN SYMBOL The widow of a Nevada soldier killed in Afghanistan a year ago won state approval Wednesday to place a Wiccan religious symbol on his memorial plaque, something the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs has refused to do. "I'm just in shock," Roberta Stewart said from her home in Fernley, about 30 miles east of Reno. Sgt. Patrick Stewart, 34, was killed in Afghanistan last Sept. 25 when the Nevada Army National Guard helicopter he was in was shot down. He was a follower of the Wiccan religion, which the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs does not recognize and therefore prohibits on veterans' headstones in national cemeteries. The new development came Wednesday when state veterans officials said they had received a legal opinion from the Nevada Attorney General's Office that concluded federal officials have no authority over state veterans' cemeteries. Article here: Article Wednesday, August 30. 2006You heard it here first, kidsThis is a cute article I read today, comparing guitar tabs to ramen noodles. http://www.wired.com/news/columns/0,71688-0.html What's Next, Ramen Noodles?By Jennifer Granick What if making ramen were like playing guitars? Last weekend I was sitting on a stool in Sapporo's famous "ramen alley" trying to decide what type of ramen dish to order for breakfast. I had just read an article in The New York Times reporting that the Recording Industry Association of America was threatening to sue websites that publish guitar music tablature, or tabs, alleging copyright infringement. The article said that the RIAA considers tabs copyright-protected information. According to the recording industry, even incorrect tabs and tabs developed by users from listening to songs are its property as "derivative works." The connection seemed obvious, because there are so many varieties of ramen available in so many little restaurants and street stalls here. Ramen is Japan's pizza -- derived from the cuisine of another country (China), popular because it's both delicious and inexpensive, and available in gourmet versions. Ramen is culturally important in Japan, and, like music, there is an infinite number of ramen styles, all of which have their committed adherents, copycats and detractors. Different regions of the country specialize in different styles of ramen, and cab drivers, students and gourmands all have their favorite stands. But Sapporo is Japan's noodly ground zero. The top floor of the city's Este department store is a ramen theme park, complete with a train ride for kids and 10 restaurants serving different regional styles of ramen. The English-language tourist brochure for Sapporo informs visitors that miso broth ramen is traditional in Sapporo, but today many competing types are vying for supremacy and "Sapporo is in the midst of a civil war over ramen." People play guitar in all sorts of styles, riffing on notes the way the Japanese riff on the basic concept of Chinese noodles in soup. What if the original ramen chefs tried to stop others from developing their own ramen recipes and making differently flavored ramen broth? They'd form an association -- say, the Ramen Industrial Alliance of Asia, or RIAA -- and announce a clampdown on the proliferation of infringing noodle shops. Their arguments would echo the music industry's. "The chefs who created ramen deserve to get paid for their creation," they'd say. "These noodle shops are taking profits away from the creators, while peddling an often-inferior product to an unsuspecting public that believes they are getting real ramen." Just as the music industry claims that tab sites are publishing "derivative works" related to the original musical compositions, the ramen industry lawyers would argue that ramen varieties are derivations of the original product. Kyushu's tonkatsu (pork) ramen, Sapporo's miso ramen or Hakodate's shio (salt) ramen divert customers and take ramen sales away from the original chefs. The ramen shops would counter that they are merely providing flavorful options for a hungry public looking for a delicious but inexpensive meal, and that their existence increases the overall public interest in, and demand for, ramen. Each side would point to the vibrant communities of ramen maniacs, who rate restaurants, and trade tips, recipes and commentary. The ramen industry would call them thieves, responsible for the plummeting cost of noodles, as well as the promulgation of an inferior, and possibly dangerous, product. If newfangled ramen flavors are what people want, then it's up to the original ramen specialists to provide them, not some two-bit stall in a dirty alley under the train station. When people get sick from this stuff, people blame ramen. Of course the ramen industry couldn't stand by and let that happen. There's a reason that intellectual property laws don't cover recipes, so for now, ramen may be safe. But with copyright laws that let the music industry shut down sites for teaching people how to play guitar, intellectual property claims against the making of noodles can't be far behind. May you all be touched by His noodley appendage! Tuesday, August 29. 2006Well, I finally did itFor a long time, I have looked at this domain name. Probably since Kitt and I made our first email account. We used Yahoo, not sure why really. But we decided that ParadoxPalace was a pretty cool screen name. And we thought it would make a very nifty domain name as well (as you can no doubt tell). However, the ".com" version has always been out of reach. Well, no longer my friends, for tonight (on a whim inspired by recommending hosting to a friend [www.vizhost.com]) I found that www.paradoxpalace.com was finally available! Its pointing at this web domain now, and the blog.paradoxpalace.com subdomain points here (to this blog) as well. Yipee! Ok, off to sleep I go now, happy as a school child. Thursday, June 15. 2006There are some things in life that are CertianThere are some things in life that you just know with certinity without any real proof or reason it just is. For Example every sunset is the most beautiful you've seen yet. That people will always look to the stars and wonder, the wondering might be differnt but everyone wonders when they look at the night time sky, You know that no matter how bad your day is and no matter what happens the sun will continue to rise weather you want it to or not. Then there are the more common place things such as the only food that should ever be reheated with expects to still taste good if not better are Chinnese food and Cold Pizza. Then of course there are a million other certinites in life, But there is a certinity of life that I feel that alot of people have stopped looking for that experts and genius's haven't found and that makes them more foolish then the guy in school with the lowest IQ. It is love it is the need for humans to find there one true soulmate, i've heard it time and time again that there is no such thing that there are no fireworks that last forever and hell sometimes i Get Cynical enough to doubt it myself and probably more cynical yet because i know the moment Aedus calls me the moment I let go, i'll forgive him even if he doesn't know it because there is some other force that tells me I have to. I don't bare my soul to often perhaps it's because it's a more fragil thing then i care to admit where nothing about me has ever been fragil. But i feel that some people or at least one person who reads this has grown to old and bitter and needs to realize there is more to life then a pretty face and a bed mate no matter how much he argues with me.
So still no happy ending and again several months had passed and I hook up with his best friend whom all though we got along amazzingly, It wasn't love like we both wanted it to be. Don't get me wrong had cards played differntly, we probably of dated awhile maybe even tricked ourselves into getting married but it of never been real love just what people settle for. As he said at my wedding rehearsal It could of been him standing there but he was happy for us because it was something that only Fate could of made happen. So there I am dating his bestfriend and there is the person who takes my breathaway hanging out like nothing is wierd. My world spun out of control that day. For every look and touch between the two of us was amazing yet there i was with his best friend the guy i'm suppose to be with, whom all thou to this day I love and I do love him and hope the best for him every day, it is a love of that of a sister and not of a girlfriend. It was a rocking day because there me and aedus were arguing over a bike and we locked eyes and in that moment we both knew what the other was thinking and the world had completly stopped. I knew from that moment on that there was no one else on the planet who could make me whole , that there was no completion and no sun or moon without him. And several days later we would start dating at a little past midnight on March 24, 1996 It was the moments described above that still holds ever disastirus devestating thing at bay. For no matter how bad it gets no matter how many times i feel that I wish the sun wouldn't come up and that even that the whole thing would end. When we see eachother when we touch the spark that feeling is still there. There is still an electricity that is between us no matter how mad upset or hurt we are. There is a certinity upon all else that we know that something greater then us is holding us together. This is not a feeling any person who has not had that feeling can explain. and maybe it doesn't always happen but it can happen, and that i feel that sure two people can love eachother and make a marriage work and sense and science can explain it but it's not always that way, and perhaps in this cynical world where what is right and wrong and science explains everything that is why marriages don't work. Not that science and good advice can't help but sometimes in some realitonship there realy is more to it then science and common sense. There is a spark that when you hear the other person at the end of the phone because they called for no reason your insainly happy to hear from them and your mind goes into a cloud. When you see them after a long day of work you still run to them just to hold them in your arms there are countless moments where although you been together for ever it still feels like the first time you met. So maybe in this world of science Love is still something that only the great poets and those that get a true glimpse of it truly understand and the understanding is that spark that knowing can't be explained in any logical form because it truly isn't logical. Now not to say that we never need help to realize this and yes Dr. Phil I think gets this although it be completly unpracticle for him to say this. His books do help because as people grow they change and change is inevitable and although the spark keeps us together good advice keeps us from wanting to kill eachother, If the entire world could realize that Good things are worth waiting for and when you got something good you hang on to it somtimes by a tearing shred I think that many other problems would fade into black. Just a thought a moment a time frame what goes through my head in passing days. If you read this site and don't know us and don't get anything I'm saying. take it as a glimpse of what is inside of a head of a typical average female that jabbers inside without ever getting out....... May the wind be forever to your back and the sunlight shinning gently upon you........
Wednesday, June 7. 2006It's the end of the world...Do people realy belive that crap? They must. I watched the news today and women were having there babies induced early and there labors delayed simply so there children wouldn't be born on 6-6-6 , I wonder if anyone else sees how stupid this is. Even scarier is Dr's and hospitals that agree to this. Inducing is only suppose to be for emergancies as is prostponing labor for any other reason it can cause serious risk to the mother and baby , yet do to superstition this is being allowed. I'm sorry but somewhere we need to draw a line. Christians and other hollier then thou groups scream about abortions or premartial sex or gay tendiencies but if it's 6-6-6 and you want to put your life and your babies life endagered to prevent them from having to write a number that's just fine. I belive technology has done alot good for the world both my children had to be induced for medical purposes, but I'd never put my babies at risk for any thing that wasn't a medical nessasity. The fact that this will probably be the only blog ever written that says that this is outrages, the fact that newsgroups and Rights for Life groups aren't all over this is probably more outragous then anything else, but what does it matter the worlds ending right? How many people will commit suicide, loose there houses cause they didn't pay there bills, do something stupid, just because they have blind faith in a stupid number... Blind faith is as good as a Blind man going into a completly lite cave and being told to find the exit with no map no directions and expecting a good outcome. So while people dread the end of the world might i remind them that it is now 06-07-06 at 12:45 am and the world is still here, and anyone who thought otherwise is still stupid.
Tuesday, April 18. 2006The only certinty in Life is Death and taxes....So as we all know everyone says the only thing that is certian in life is death and taxes....... Oh don't we all wish this were true. As i was thinking today i realized that far more then Death and taxes is true. I realized that if your male it is without certinaty that your Mother will hate all your girlfriends and eventualy your wife. This is as certian as the Sun goes round the moon or that Night Follows Day. However there are Three ways in which mothers will handle this they will A) Show complete and utter distain for there daughter in law so that not only does she and her son know it immeditly but the whole world knows it. B) She will pretend to like the daughter in law to her face but tell her son n all her friends how horrible said daughter in law is. C) she will genuinly pretend to love her daughter in law but it is a pretence non the less, and only her husband or closest friend know about it. Yes yes all you loving mother in laws know that in your heart you truly find at least several major flaws with the girl your son is in love with. With this said now if the son should break up with said dream girl the mother will immeditly fall in love with her and she will be the best thing that could of happen to him and she doesn't know what his problem is and will immeditly hate any other female that he is with. Why this is, is that mothers have this issue that no female is better then she is....... So as long as your in her sons life you are competting with her like it or not even though we know your not in her world your competing with her bond with her son. So many guys after reading this and daughter in laws will wonder how do you know if your acceptable really this key is within the father in law. If he quietly smiles and looks hopeless when his wife is rambling then he knows already about this certinty with his wife and it's okay.. you just like him just need to accept it's not your or anyone else it's just her. And she'll eventualy one day kinda sorta accept it in her own way.
Now for females this role is reversed it's the father that is overprotective and no man will ever no matter how much he claims to like them be okay for his little girl. Fathers are less vocal then mothers however so he won't say anything that would hurt his little girls feelings but he will let the man know that any inapporprate going ons with his little girl will not be tolerated and as long as men remeber that he is the Alpha male in his girls life or at least pretends to remeber that in his presence all will be right with the world. However in this case as long as both mother and father agree the girl has probably made an okay choice however if Father openly admits a complete and utter dislike but mother would feed him homecooked dinner with or without you then your still doing good if however both parents don't accept him the girl better run Quick. Another certinty in life is if you have children it is without a doubt that if you have children they will drive you to the brink of insainty and back again. All children no matter how wonderful no matter how perfect do this to there parents. The other cerinty in life is that no relationship will be perfect that everything hollywood parents and teachers tell you about love and life and happily ever after is complete and utter bullshit. yes life would be much much more simplier if the only certinty in our lives were death and taxes because the gods know I'd rather be audited then have to spend one hour with My mother in law.
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