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Ah, wonderful. A scalding hot shower makes everything feel all right. Everything clarifies… the nose clears, my eyes are open wider afterwards, and it’s like some sort of thermal-energy transfer has recharged me. I think my shoulders are still steaming. Newton complained when I took him off of the windowsill, and waited in the sink for me to take care of the act of being clean. (He took the easy way out, and did the same with his sandpaper tongue on his paws as I dried off.

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Dictionary of beekeeping terms, in four languages. Think of the global beekeeping troubles that this will cure! I think it’s pretty cool that the Italian word for ant is formica. (I suppose that’s from formic acid, and such… not the hi-tech countertop material) Also… I think “American foul brood” is a great name for a street gang, or a band.

I wonder what folks picture when they think of “the boogie man”? If you like, please write in the comments (I know polls don’t let some people vote… and perhaps I’ve not left enough room)

Another day gone by at work… more tech up, and only a little interference from the rubes. (It helps that Finn and Santie are out this week.) I work the Day shift on Friday, Monday, and Tuesday…Island Boy is off, doing sound work with his brother’s company for Flaming Spear, and a few other venues. Upside… I get home early for the weekend. Downside…I may have to stay late, if the monkeys at Ramada are over slow and dimwitted.

very cool house blessing/ghostbusting

Zombie factoid of the day… Night of the living dead was originally rated X.

p.s. *STAY AWAY FROM THE 30th ANNIVERSARRY EDITION* get the millennium edition. Far superior.

Zombieeeeee!

Weekend Musts –

Spend some quality time with m’loves… Sweetheart and Newtles.

Get goodies to Sweetie, Rob, and Moira.

Enjoy the weekend

Finish Homepage (make it all match new layout, anyhow.)

Obtain –

  • Kitty Litter
  • Newt-food
  • Shampoo
  • Soap
  • Washington Mutual info
  • clean laundry
  • supplemental groceries

The brain is a symbiotic parasite – but some (much maligned) individuals have found a way to break free of it’s tyrannical influence!

Why is it that some creatures get along perfectly fine without brains and some don’t? And also, why is it that the brain always has that oh-so-convenient protective shell of bone for every animal that has it? And why is it that the sensory organs are always mounted in such a way that the point of view is from the brain’s perspective?

Well try this idea on for size: Maybe the brain is actually a symbiotic parasite, possibly even extraterrestrial in origin!
There was a time when all the native life forms of earth were all without brains, then all of a sudden creatures with brains started popping up. Usually it was the creatures with the robust bodies that got brains, so perhaps the reason this occurred was because the brains had weak, probably invertebrate bodies and wanted to trade up.

As I mentioned, it was a symbiotic relationship, because brains have a superior ability to process sensory input and store useful information for later. At first it would have been fairly crude, with the brains making connections with the soft tissue and nervous systems of creatures they worked with.

Eventually, somewhere down the track, brains developed the ability to drastically alter the physiology of the creatures they worked with, so that they could ride in rather than on their partner creatures.
This works with the extraterrestrial origin theory, as brains could in fact be aliens with biotechnology far superior to our own…so while we are busy building cars and helicopters and spaceships to ride about in, the brains just saw about adapting what nature had created for their own use.

Eventually it got to the point where many creatures were born with a brain inside them as a functioning vital organ, which was much more efficient than each brain attaching itself to a host. In fact, by now the symbiotic relationship is so strong that those creatures who are born with brains can no longer function without them, due to control of vital homeostasis processes. This was probably intentional, as the brains early on would have ensured ‘loyalty’ by threatening a host with extreme pain or even death through heart palpitations.

Of course, this isn’t a hard and fast rule. Remember zombies?

They’ve got no brains, and what are they always trying to eat? That’s right – Brains!

Zombies are arguably the best representation of humanity’s natural state in modern times. Somehow or other they have managed to break the cycle of bondage to our brains that we are all born with, and they’re pissed off and out for revenge!

So if you see a zombie, feel free to gladly let him or her eat your brains, because they’re actually doing you a great favor.

See also the Zombie Nutritionist.

what I saw in my head on Friday.

creatures inside

They all live in there. Contrary to what you might think, the skull is more about blissful blank thought than evile. Angry ant is just misunderstood.

best set of search words for my site this month –

Google south florida sun-sentinel zombies land on beach

I’m proud to say that I’m #1 on google for beached zombies.

My apartment is about two blocks on the right and maybe four blocks behind the camera. The pringles potato chip looking on the left is the park where the singing fountain is.

http://southflorida.sun-sentinel.com/webcam/fullsize.jpg

Monkey brain probe The Monkey brain edibility probe is now on the market, disguised as a ‘healing massage device’. don’t believe it.

The Jiffy-pop Apes are simply using your desire for comfortable scalps to thier own advantage. Don’t succumb! Next thing you know, you’ll be showing your nipples to complete strangers. Settle on boobypops instead.

Just you wait, you’ll see… but then it’ll be far too late for me to help you.

Maybe it’s time to call in the anti-primate revenge squad… sadly, humans are primates too. I wonder if the kittens in capes can possibly make things right?

I had a freaky dream last night, involving the reanimated and rotting corpses of old movie stars… they were quite large… maybe 2 or 3 stories… small to godzilla, but frighteningly huge to me. (or maybe I was just little kid size? hard to say… the perspective was not something I was paying close attention to.)

I distinctly remember Anthony Quinn and Cesar Romero duking it out, as well as a huge number of other long-dead folk, too. Anes Moorhead and John Wayne… and I knew ( despite a lack of dialogue) that they all wanted to eat the house I was living in. I remember having to get a few things and take off, lest they consume me in their horrible, necrotic jaws, as well as the house. I vividly recall grabbing things of importance like newt and my laptop, and pulling out the top drawer of my dresser to take my goodies. (love letters, misc keepsakes).

I wish that I’d remembered my Zombie knowledge that I have while awake…there’s a big container of salt in the kitchen… I think that would’ve helped to fend them off.

I believe is right… his mention of voo doo to my word of the day a couple of entries back may very well have set off that random crackling of neurons.

oh, and the perils of cloning