Avast! It be Talk like a pirate day! Well, shave me belly with a rusty razor! I tell ya true!
Ye scurvy swabs! Batten down your poop-decks!
Happy 77th B-day, Adam West!
My first direct impact with gas prices. I took a taxi just up the street to do laundry (my load being too large to frog-march), and to prices have gone up considerably since my last use… before, the haul was $2.50 for the entire trip, but with the new pricing, it cost $3.70. The new cost is $2.50 just to get into the vehicle, and the first 1/6 mile. $.40 each additional 1/6 mile after that.
Time for me to price out a new wheel-cart. Heaven help anyone that actually has to go a considerable distance, like the airport or the like.
I was reflecting on times that were less prosperous for me. When at my worst, I had no place to live, and couldn’t afford to eat my fill, even at taco bell. If it wasn’t for food stamps for that month, I probably would’ve had to steal to survive.
That brought to mind all of these false charities, designed to take money meant to feed children and line the pockets of someone taking advantage of the disaster and the kinder natures of the human heart.
If I ever meet someone driving a Cadillac fueled by children he killed, I will use my imagination to its fullest extent to make that person suffer like no other. I have a very good imagination. Those thoughts fanned my more angry side for a bit, making me brew methods of pain on all levels against another person, in all four rooms of his house ( A physical, a mental, an emotional and a spiritual.) That upset me a bit, because I like to consider myself a kind and merciful person.
I have no kind or merciful thoughts for someone who hurts children for personal gain. I don’t feel forgiveness in my heart for them… I just want to hurt them in every way possible, and to make an example for anyone else who might think to do such stuff.
Not a terribly Christian attitude, and that saddens me on another level. My anger outweighs my sadness, however.
My teeth feel sharp against my tongue. The funny thing is that I feel pretty good in most other respects. more friendly-folk recently, a bit of an ease in workplace issues (just a bit).
Just found some folks speaking about me in a kind way during a random google update… how nice!
had a good time at qdot’s with uber and the gang, but I logged out a bit early, to prep for mondays’ hubbub.. prep the office for possible storm issues.
“Fiat Lux” is a 3-D movie by Paul Debevec, who pioneered HDRI and image-based lighting and rendering for realistic and stunning 3-D imagery.
Tropical storm watch
Saw Phoenix as I was leaving work today… she’s currently jobless – apparently some club drama caused her to bail. We had a hug and got caught up with things. She might be preggers, too. I still don’t know what happened with Gil and co. She has a lot more freckles than I realized… I gave her a business card and offered to see if we could find her a gig as a tech (which the company needs).
