my little ornj…. need my vitamin C.

I’m one of those people who says, “Like a Lightbulb!” while singing Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer.

http://www.sciam.com/1999/0499issue/0499techbus2.html

wow. An electronic gun with no mechanical parts fires a million rounds per minute.

An Australian inventor has developed technology that can allow a machine-gun to fire at a rate equivalent to a million rounds a minute. Think about security systems, robot assassin drones, point defense against incoming missiles . . .

how long before someone makes these LJ icons?

The internet/computer gods are conspiring against the one I love.

bah.

I’ll see her tomorrow, I hope.

this just in – Victims of the year
The annual awards for America’s most unfairly treated

The hugging one really bugged me. I’m a hugger. The reading one actually angered me. must be my patriachal programming.

hoo boy… time to decide what tribe…

maybe the goths?

A Red, Red Rose
by Robert Burns

O my luve’s like a red, red rose.
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my luve’s like a melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my Dear,
Till a’the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
I will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o’life shall run.

And fare thee weel my only Luve!
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile!

I like getting applications to be family members. 🙂

Papoose is now officially my adopted LJ doggie, with my adopted daughters, risingentropy, and absolution.

not to mention all you informal younger sisters and brothers. 🙂

day is beginning slowly. the apes, the aliens, and the humans here are all working well together today, so much so that I’m not sure which slot I myself fall into. got my candy order finally, it was placed with a fundraising mom who works here so long ago, it was like getting a present (moreso, because I had to pre-pay) peanut butter bears, covered in chocolate, way overpriced, and not something I’d eat now, because of the diet. so, everyone is snacking on them, and I look the hero, just for passing out chocolate on monday.

walked this morning, and came to the conclusion that I need some nice new sneakers.

monitor prime on my computer went south last night, and so I’m now running on my secondary monitor only, a sad little 14″ guy, that’s going to change next weekend, when I do my electronic holiday shopping… a fresh monitor will be my gift to myself, along with shoes. 🙂

sweetalyssm pointed out the chickenhead-mcdonalds connection to me, recently…

Last Tuesday, loving mother Katherine Ortega took her family to McDonalds for a cardboard-flavored meal of mcnuggets. While she was handing them out, she noticed one of them was like no other mcnugget before it. It was smarter, more evolved with a fully developed beak and piercing bread-fried eyes. But this wasn’t a nugget mutation or even some kind of contest to promote chicken heads. Someone just dropped an entire head in with the other McNuggets.

This story is probably a hoax. I want to think it is because I don’t want to imagine what other horrors are falling into the mcnugget fryer if a severed head can make it through their screening process. If that thing got fried and served, chances are we’ve all put things in our mouths that are now either building tiny cities in our stomachs and intestines or laying eggs that will do it later.

*bwahahahaahahahaahaa*

Oh, sparky, you’re a pip.

What a good daughter you are.

I’m a Charles Addams fan. He drew this cartoon that shows someone feeding pigeons in a park. The pigeons flock around him, landing on him, eventually covering him. In the last panel you see the pigeons flying away leaving behind a skeleton. Imagining a cloud of butterflies fluttering in, landing on a target, and leaving behind only bones….

how nice that 1/12 of us are like this… 😛

Aquarius – Know yourself. Aquarians are known for progressive thinking, but be careful: If you keep your head permanently parked in the clouds, you’ll never get anything accomplished.

*- I think that’s right… to easy to lose self in planning and never get around to doing.

greatest trait – You’re smart, funny and easy to talk to.

*- *blush* you’re just saying that.

look out for -Your tendency to be a major know-it-all. Aquarians are really notorious for loving to give advice but hating to receive it. Next time you feel like telling your best bud what they need to do to really get their life in gear, keep your mouth shut to concentrate on you instead.

*- oh, boy, right on the mark again. yipes.

Uranus, the planet of change and the unexpected.

good day – Wednesday

(I prefer weekends!)

colors – Bright blue, the crystal clear color of sky.

Hmm.. I like cyan, and bright blues, but more of a Green/purple leaner.)

got up late this morning, due to being up much of the night with the sims. building a new home with new folks in it… I’ll probably post a couple of screen-caps in the next few days.

had trouble with the phone this morning… dialed up bellsouth(from across the street), and got the connection fixed…I went out with my brother to see unbreakable again this afternoon and went to big pink for lunch. as he works at a bar, we got the ‘in the business’ discount, 50% off… and the guy tending there gave me a keychain to flash on los olas now, so I can get all sorts of ITB discounts! 🙂 Whee.. I love networking and getting freebie stuff. talking to the love right now, and it sounds like her day was quite a delight, too. I’m really happy that her day went well… she deserves all the greatness she can possibly take.

finished all my books in my list… going to gutenberg or oh, litrix, or memoware… what to read?

Recommended Reading: Scotto

Like a Velvet Glove Cast in Iron by Daniel Clowes
Lessee here . . . murderous apocalyptic cults? Check. Trashy, bumbling seekers after mystic enlightenment? Check. People voluntarily getting their eye sockets chewed on by rare Asiatic sea crustaceans? Check. Porn? Check. This graphic novel has everything you need. ISBN# 1-56097-116-9.

Foucault’s Pendulum by Umberto Eco
This look at the occult underground of Italy is thick with weird history of every flavor. Not easy going, but worth it. If you like this one, try out The Island of the Day Before. Not much of that book is applicable to Unknown Armies except for the magical thinking of the protagonist. The part where he snaps and wants to save Jesus from Judas is classic.

Kooks by Dana Kossy
This is a collection of materials from fringe groups and mixed lone nuts. Rather heavy on the anti-semitism (as you’d expect from any collection of kook writing) but rich with plot ideas. ISBN 0-922915-19-9.

“The Picture in the House” by H.P. Lovecraft
While Lovecraft is best known for his so-called “Cthulhu Mythos” stories (and deservedly so), he also did a number of stories without the Mythos cosmology and intertext, and they’re probably more applicable . “The Picture in the House” is a perfect example of a solo psycho Duke with his own system worked out.

The Middleman and Other Stories by Bharati Mukherjee
The stories “The Middleman,” “Buried Lives,” and “Danny’s Girls” are a mix of film noir, white trash, and a rainbow of multiculturalism. “Loose Ends” is all of the above, with a protagonist who is just bone-chilling scary. Mukherjee has a bullseye bead on the juncture between sex and politics, not to mention a deft hand with characterization. These stories may be a little out of date (they’re from the ’80s) but still well worth reading.

Pretty much anything by Tim Powers
The Stress of Her Regard is one of his weakest works: it’s only better than 80% of the stuff out there. On Stranger Tides and The Anubis Gates are better, and both deliver examples of fabulous magick that make perfect sense. Expiration Date is better still, providing a modern-day magickal underground in L.A.
On Stranger Tides and Anubis Gates remain his best.

In Sorcery’s Shadow by Paul Stoller
This is the nonfiction account of an anthropologist who apprenticed himself to a Nigerian sorcerer and fled the country from fear of a witch’s anger. ISBN 0-226-77543-7.

Pretty much anything by James Ellroy
Ellroy writes crime novels the way Shakespeare wrote plays: better than anyone else. His books are fat, beefy bastards so full of intricate plotting, fascinating characters, and devastating psychologies that they render most crime writers since Dashiell Hammett irrelavent. If you want to read the best in new horror fiction, avoid the “horror” book rack — Ellroy is fighting on the front lines of the human nightmare, and has handily left the sad remnants of the horror field in his wake. His novel L.A. Confidential was made into an excellent movie recently, but as good as the movie was, the book was far better.

From Hell by Alan Moore & Eddie
Campbell Moore’s sweeping saga of Jack the Ripper does an admirable job of showing how mysticism can infect daily life — and even overtake it.