View Points and Observations on things that you probebly do not care about.

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

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"The only thing you need to do now is to copy this object to be the cObject of the "menu_1" subpart of the "temp.mainTemplate" cObject:"

- This is hurting my head

Thursday, January 24, 2013

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The Week of Progress

Finally results! It started with re thinking the hosting server and coming at it from a new angle.  I've spent the last few weeks bridging the gap I have in webdesign, which is supposed to have been graphical in nature, but wound up more.  Either way you look at it I have to learn dynamic CMS (content management system)  I'm providing the hosting service, I need a showcase, flagship framework to use.  I'm not done yet.Still looking at the 5 packages I picked out to learn, but so far with only one more to go the one I love is Typo3.  It's also the most scary, yet somehow I connect with the way the designer laid out the guts of it.  I think it will be much like learning 3d design software for me. What I did was pick out 6 packages and wound up picking the one that was hardest to learn, Lightwave 3D,  I could see why the pros use it.  My thought was, if it was good enough for the Matrix, and Star Wars, NBC, ABC...ect  it would be worth learning even if I learned it badly.  I can see Typo3 is meant for large powerful websites with many users and daily rapid updates like news sites.  I just like it.  I'm still up in the air though.  It could be too much too take on.  The new Drupal is next.  If I can find new great features it might be worth a good look.  Don and I have been using it for a year now, but it has had a lot of issues with design and layouts.  It could very well be my days of Dreamweaver constructions are going to be practically slashed to nothing as all this stuff is designed in the clouds, all server side.

25 tutorials make a choice

I have cued up 25  lessons that will put me to my last test CMS, the new drupal.  So it's time to get away from computers and chill.  My laptop is getting warm.  This day has been heavy for it.  I feel bad in a way. This little blue laptop is my computer everything.  It's not really little, but it is blue.
I saw on the evening news that I will be snowed in, perfect time to learn boring code.  It's too cold outside for much else anyway.

Once the choice is made I'm going to organize the domains and start hunting website hosting customers.  IF they need design work for graphics, the studio is plugged into the server and ready to rock.  I have two eCommerce shopping cart packages, 8 choices of site designers, chat boards, ftp, email, domain management, and endless graphic design options as well as image and photography.  Seems like it's time to start and hit the on switch!

On a side note from my day of picking up scripts and running.

I've realized that it's not the Camp Hill Giant supermarket I hate, as much as I dislike the kind of people who seem to always shop there.  There is no bigger collection of picky geezers who do not understand the concept of the "line"  the one you "wait" in.  Combined with the seemingly endless flaws in the parking lot design make it  a true hell on earth between 7:45am and 9pm  m-s  The only true way to use the store is to get there when the jackasses are still across the street at Starbucks at 7:15am
Again, not the store employee's, except for maybe the old lady at the pharmacy who over the course of four years still looks at me like she has never seen me before in her life with the test questions like when is your birthday or which of these three locations are you familiar with. ( I always found that one scary.) Aside from that, it's the customers.  dreadful horrible rude and full of complete bullshit crap.


Wednesday, January 23, 2013

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Drupal, joomla, typo3, or django,

Monday, January 21, 2013

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OK, i spent the most part of the day trying to get one walk through that made sense, in my head, on Joomla. I can safely say that I have not found it.  It turned into one of those things where I was good to go, and then 1/2 way in, the instructions don't match the diagrams, or I notice they forgot something, ect...  I wound up learning about a twitter bootstrap ,whoever names these things has some deep seeded issues.  I will go as far to say that almost all cute little internet acronyms bug the crap out of me.

I'm going to go back in as soon as my eyes stop burning.  try to make some kind of progress, I hate learning code, and I hate php.  I wish I could just focus on the things that I can do well instead of having to learn everything at super speed.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

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Food for a depression.

That's right he said depression not for the depressed.  That would be a story about making brownies and ice cream, this is a story about foods you wind up making when the country you live in is in a depression.  it's not a rescission as most would say, including the news.  This has been coming for 12 years and it's the cost of fighting two wars for 10 years, and letting China sell all our stuff for us to us.  It's the fact that we build a robot "the internet" and it literally took every other job left.  The only job I can find these days, is going in to document and weather proof your house on behalf of your bank who just took possession of it.  If that's not a depression, I don't know what is.

The funny part is that today's food solutions are the exact same foods my mom made us when we were young and my parents were poor during the end of the Vietnam war in the early 70's.  It's cheap O simple foods that can pretend to be fancy meals.  Now, in the 80's and 90's we realized that this stuff was bad for us and was single handily the cause of most of the heart attacks in the late 90's.  Yes we got super smart about foods and how our foods are made of the stuff we cram in our mouths, never the less, now we are poor and everybody's got to eat.  So the old ideas come back.

I always think of the one thing my mom used to make us that would send dad back to his car to sit and wait it out or somehow think of some other plan or way to get out of it.  Hot dog soup.  It's hard to imagine.  My brothers and sisters don't remember it the way i do.  Dad used to go up to a small hole in the front door, and see if he could smell it first before walking in  the door to announce his arrival home from work.  The concept was simple, it was * Oscar m yer hot dogs cut into slices floating in Campbell vegetarian vegetable soup. (called alphabet soup in the 70's) 
It was a way to make soup, dinner.  it was horrible, but it worked.

Now, to my mom's credit that was really just the worst, yet most memorable example of this poor cooking.  There are some others that we have recently been taking back to:
  • Homemade Beefaroni = elbow noodles, ground chuck browned with onions, mixed together and topped with cold catsup.
  • Breakfast dinner = pancakes and eggs for dinner?  WHAAA?
  • Cream of mushroom helper = everything cream of mushroom.  before the 4 fingered hand of hamburger helper, there was make your own helper.  used as a base, you can make anything with the fat of Cream of Mushroom.
  • Everything "Con Carny" = anything over rice
  • English muffin pizza = these actually cost more now to make than a pizza kit,but back in the day before English muffins became $4 a piece, you could use them, old spaghetti sauce and a slice of American cheese to make your own personal sized pizzas.
Now I do concede that some readers have never had to be creative with basic foods, or that some don't remember the simple foods our parents had to resort to when we were tiny.  Other may prefer to block out the late 70's and 80's which I totally understand, the clothing the hair cuts were horrible.  The sad fact is that the less money you have, the worse you will eat.  It's depressing, and it's a fact the world over.  Luck for some that being creative with cheap store products is possible in the United States.  Like I always say "The words vegan and food stamps are never found in the same sentence unless it's this quote".

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

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If you need a gun right now, you probably don't need a gun.

This seems to be the topic of the day, so I thought I'd throw in my two cents.
In my experience in Pennsylvania, this is how it works.
I got the idea to buy a gun as more of a collector than  anything.  It was after Tomb Raider 2 came out.  I had to have that cool side arm.  After studying so many disarms in kung fu it seemed like to get the real feel about guns and how to know them and most of all respect them if that time should ever come, I should own one and learn it inside and out.  That thought combined with that movie sparked me to go about buying a legal handgun in pa.  It took me about a week to nail the exact gun model used in the movie.  Kids, this was 2003 and the Google machine wasn't as easy as it is today.  videos were still rented from a store and cable TV was static, meaning nothing was on demand.  You either watched it when it was on, or you missed it for 4 months.

Heckler & Koch USP Match
.....anyway, back to the story.  It was a costly choice.  The gun was a H&K USP match 9mm nickel plated. I found the last one of two left in the USA at the time, but settled for a black 45 cal version.  Because of the nature of the transaction, I bought the gun online and had it shipped to a local licensed private dealer.  I've also purchased the gun I have now which is a more modern version of that H&K at a gun store and it's the same basic process.  They verify your licence, you have to fill out the background check.  keep in mind you could lie on it, then they call in the information.  What happens next is the part most people don't understand.  The person at the PA gun licencing dept of the state police take the information you filled out on the form.  They compare it to things that verify you are who you say you are, they look to see if you have any warrants  or if you are not allowed to have a gun because you were in prison or have some formal probation which prohibits you from owning a gun.  If everything checks out, the dealer gives them the serial number of  the gun and they pass that info onto the federal ATF database that you own that gun.  The federal government keeps the records but the state government however is not allowed to keep those records more than 30 days.  After that they must destroy the records.
The problem with the form you fill out for the back round check is that there are a lot of questions about your health, mental health and or addictions  but the police phone call doesn't address those.  They only would if somehow the person already shows up as a criminal prior to trying to buy the gun.  So if a person has no criminal record but is documented as unsound, they can walk right out with a M15.  This is the problem. It's  not with gun control laws as much as it is a problem with HIPPA laws that protect a person's medical records over all other things.

Bottom line.  There is no reason a person should not have to wait 48 hours for a gun purchase which would allow the proper background checks.  If you need a gun right now, you probably don't need a gun.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

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I think I have reached my limit today for computer red eye.  This past two weeks my eyes have def developed a astigmatism.  It becomes hard to focus and my eyes and the area around them just ache.  The only relief is to shut them.  It is worth it however to get stuff done, maybe I need glasses....lol

Server tasks for the day:
  • fixes PHP settings
  • corrected uploader
  • installed Joomla 1.5 and 2.5
  • fixed gallery software
  • moved back up domain to GoDaddy registrar
  • updated three sites software
  • installed drupal 7.18
  • found new gallery themes
  • learned the framework install process.
I just realized that it may be possible that my eye problem is related to my computer screens being off set......hmmmmm.  I'm going to have to investigate.  Now it's get ready for some snowy weather.  Not looking forward to it what so ever.  It's 5 pm, and almost dark outside.

Schools on Lock down in PA

What in the world is going on with all these schools and kids with guns?  I'm listening to the news in the back round as I get ready to turn off the main frame for the day.  The news is crazy.  This has to be the fourth day in a row there were similar stories in PA about problems with local schools and students with violence and or weapons problems.

Monday, January 14, 2013

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Quitting smoking with the patch.


I wrote this plan up for some friends a number of years ago because I found that without the information below, even the patch doesn't work to stop the smoker from falling back into the habit.  It is some basic ideas that are never addressed when starting the patch.  Since the patch costs more than the smokes do, it is a good idea to get yourself ready and make them work for you the first time.

The idea behind it is to give your body the chemical it needs while breaking the habit of holding, and carrying around the cig itself.  you can read about what percent of the addition is mental, and which part of it is physical but the basic problem is that most smokers need something to use to calm themselves, look forward to, or to just plane pass the time with something for the hands to do.  Because of all of these factors being slightly different for all of us, there are some basic guides i have found to adhere to that will help make the patch work the way it is intended to.

1.  The patch itself.

They are costly.  more so than the cigarettes themselves.  The first thing is that your body doesn't know the difference between the brand name, or the generic.  I advise you to buy the generic ones.  you can also find coupons for money off the two week course, as compared to the one weeks, which you will not need.  They come in two shapes.  find and buy the round ones only.  The square ones do not stay on your body as well.  They put them in the drug stores in bins that showcase the brand names.  compair the prices and look at the boxes carefully to make sure you are getting the round ones, and that they are the correct step that you are on.

2  Using them

The box says use each step for two weeks.  This is not enough time for a seasoned smoker, or  a smoker who is used to strong, non light smokes.  plan on using the step 1 for double that amount of time.  So you will need two boxes of the two week supplies, but don't buy  them all at once.  Start with one two week course.  Each course comes packed with CD's DVDs and a whole bunch of crap which is all basically there to justify the size of the box.  One of the most important things is the time of day you put the patch on.  Water makes the patch glue useless, so does sweat.  It is important to put the patch on at the same time of day each day.  Unlike smoking, which you seem to do whenever you like, the patch needs to have a consistent flow into your skin to break the addiction.  whenever you take a shower, try to put the patch on directly afterwards and try to make it the same time every day.  How the patch touches your skin is also of paramount importance.  many people out the patch on the outside of the arm, in the shoulder area.  this is great to show everyone you are on the patch, but it is the worst place to keep it touching your skin for 24 hours.  I have found that the best place on your body that has the least amount of skin movement is on your torso, under the arm, directly on the side of your lung.  your arm helps press the patch against the skin, and it is protected from being knocked off.  most people get a slight skin irritation from the patch.  It is important not to put the patch on the same part of the skin each day.  The way that I got around this was to switch it each day to the opposite side of the body.  After a couple of weeks the skin irritation does go away, but continue to swtich it form side to side.  Do not a take the patch off at night.  you literally need to have the patch on 24/7 till you are done to break the physical habit.  After two weeks you need to decide if you want to go one more week on step 1 or go for 2 weeks.  due to the cost, this is why you only buy the two weeks to start.  to be safe I would go for the extra week.  when you switch to step 2, use step 2 for 4 weeks.  After that you are on step 3.  do the two weeks and see if you even notice the patch anymore.  that will be a good indication as to how many weeks you will need to be on step 4.

Do not cut the patches in half, no not put more than one patch on at the same time.  make sure you have your supply of patches with you to switch out on time each day.  it is so important to make sure you switch to the new patch at the same time each day.

3. Behavior

The other part of smoking that the patch cant help you with in the mental part.  This is also why nicotine gum is a bad choice.  you do not want to substitute the cig in your hand with gum, or candy, or anything.  Do not try to reward yourself for not smoking with things like candy or anything that reminds yourself that you are not smoking.  Breaking the habit of needing something in your hands is key.
Being around smokers is the quickest way to fail.  You will not be strong enough to be round smokers till you are on the end of step 3.  All it takes is one little thing to happen, a flat tire,  a bad day, and if you are near a smoker, the temptation to ask for just one smoke will be unstoppable. The smoker will want you to be like them and they, unknowingly, want you to fail so they feel better about smoking and not quitting.  You can not be around people smoking period.  That one smoke has inside it the power to undo every bit of progress you have made, and waste all the money and time you have put into quitting.  It will taste like shit and you will feel horrible about doing it afterwards.  Do not smoke while the patch is on you.  you will get sick instantly.  Do not even make it an option.  you will be able to join your smoking friends when you are free of this, and you will not even be close to being tempted by them because the smell of the cig at that point will smell so horrible you will truly not be able to understand how you could stomach it to begin with.
Each day you put the patch on, consider it a win for you.  cherish it.  feel proud about it.  look forward to that moment.  each time you put it on, it is proof that you are taking back your health and your body.  In 7 days you will notice that you can breath again.  In 14 days you will notice that food tastes good again.  You will be amazed that you can run and not be winded.  Take each one of these things and put them on the wall of progress.
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  In my house milk is a big deal.  I don't drink it, except  for cereal which I have once or twice a year, but for everyone else it is truly believed that all will shrivel up and die of vitamin D deficiency and bone loss without 1 gallon of milk per day.  I find it odd after quitting smoking years and years ago that I now am responcible for buying milk everyday.  The "white monkey"  on my back.  It literally is like being addicted to something for everyone in my house except me.  Now, here is where that gets weird.  If real whole milk was ever brought in the house, not a soul would drink it.  It was deemed evil long ago.  The milk drank is always no fat skim, unless you are a vegan, which we have, then the milk is made of a soy plant somehow and costs ten times more, and is still a while liquid….and low fat…somehow…or if you are a teen trying to bulk up by making protein milkshakes for breakfast in the morning, which really are mostly ice cream, some protein mix fruit,  and 2% milk…lol  The other day real milk was purchased by accident.  Upon discussion, I realized that here was a chance to have jello pudding.  Not the one spoon full they sell marked up to high heaven in little plastic cups, but real jello Chocolate pudding, which anyone knows can not be made with anything but real whole milk.  Any attempt to change that ingredient is just asking for poop pudding.  I was told we had pudding, and that it was going to be made.  As the night drew on, I wondered if it would take a long time, like the old school, or the shorter also good 10 minute kind.  Either way, I was going to have chocolate pudding.  After about 2 hours of checking the fridge, I was starting to get the feeling something was wrong.  It wasn't setting up.  It also wasn't getting that gross skin on top due to the lack of clear plastic.  After another whole  night, I delclaired in the morning that something had gone wrong, this was not jello.  To this, sally simply said, “oh I can fix it, let me add a little mix”  she came back in and asked me to taste it.  It was not good.  It was kind of like a running cake mix.  I said “meh”  and dismissed it.  For the last two days however I did wonder what is the world went wrong.  I was sure that the only thing would have been some bastard version of milk has been used.  Then a few days later at the grocery store I happened upon the jello shelf, and in front of my wife started to read the back of the box.  I wanted to know, because I couldn't remember how to make it either.  It was odd.  There was a drawing.  It has two steps.  I asked across the isle, “Sally?...  what is the world happened to the jello, read this..”  to which she replied, “I didn't have one of those!”   ??  you didn't have jello mix!   LOL

There are somethings in life that can be switched out easy with generic stuff, or even things that arrn't the same stuff.  However somethings can not be switched.  I firmly believe that catsup, musstard and ground beef made from a cow are examples of some things that can not be subsituted. Also, you can not make jello without whole milk, or Jello mix  J
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Summertime, our Lossa "Baby"  poses by the flowers
I checked....It is called the sun.  I have not seen it in two weeks however.  Just like Portlandia's S3/000 episode, trying to find a spot where the sun shines down can be hard in the north east these days.  I just hope that global warming doesn't give us the Portland Oregon card for weather systems.  Don't laugh, we are already getting weather patterns that I've not ever seen here in Pennsylvania in over 20 years.

I thought i'd post this nice warm feeling summertime picture.  I was cleaning out my photo bin's over the weekend and cleared out 1000's of crappy photos, and published all the keepers to my bench for processing.  I'd been putting that off for over 8 months.  Nothing worse than taking more photos than you can sort through.  I was up to bin 18 spanning two hurricains and two summers worth of macro flower photos.  I love macro flower photos.

NFL Playoffs

What a perfect weekend for great top notch football.  all the games were great examples of the best game play which should make the next round, next weekend very good games as well.  As the football season closes, that cues me up for the time of fixing up outside project for spring.  This year we will have a large amount of construction so I have to plan early.  we have the whole side porch rebuild from the fire.  The painting of the whole house which could take till mid summer.  and hopefully the adding of the first foundation of the garage expansion.  There is also some cool small landscaping projects like flagstone walkways, and grass seeding for the gardens in the back.  I really do not know how it's all going to get done by me, but that has never stopped me before.  One thing is for sure, you can not be a handyman and have your home look "not handy"   lol

Sunday, January 13, 2013

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Fog Bank in January


A night time shoot into some fog.  It wasn't too cold out, and as most night this week have been warm and foggy.  Weird weather for the north east USA in winter, but a good chance to play with the SLR and get some neat o natural effects.  I thought it would be a good start for the star photos i want to try in HD.

When you start out shooting on timed exposures at night, time will fly.  It took me an hour and some and in the end I was only happy with two photos. There is the third which could have been better, but I  was starting to see the limits of my location and didn't feel like fussing with it any more.

It stands to reason that given enough time I may have gotten something a bit more "solid".  It a way the better media for this would have been the camcorder.  There were great lighting shots as cars past the lens on the road over the edge of the hill.  I hate mixing mediums on the fly though.  Fog is a funny thing.  it's takes just the right light to capture it.  Unlike the human eye, cameras need to be manually set to get the right feel.




Thursday, January 10, 2013

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lol, "what could go possibly wrong"  A phrase I hear too much.  At Triscari, the production house I worked at a number of years ago I was hired as a camera man. The day I started, the old "web design" guy literally got on a plane and flew to Hati or something.  He was so unhappy, he faked a death in the family outside of the country and got on a plane.  Of course he didn't tell anyone, so I sat in his office waiting.  I sat there mainly because they hadn't thought far enough ahead as to wear I would be working.  But what happened was I could hear alot of discord, running around in panic.  After about an hour they told me that this guy was gone.  I also became aware that they has a big customer problem, that was at the door step that afternoon.  As lunch time approached  I stuck my head out a few times, and after a bit my boss stuck his head in and asked if I knew anything about web design.
After spending the next day reverse engineering this site "thing"  that was there, I soon found myself knee deep in a mess.  Two things happened.  One, I found myself for the next 3 months tracking down every internet mishap and screw up while at the same time getting shirts made that say "I don't do code"  which I don't.  and two, all the sales guys who had nothing to sell,now took it upon themselves to take the ball running and sell websites to every Tom Dick and Harry they could find.  Problem was, these guys could barely open email much less talk intelligently about websites, so at every sales meeting guess who was brought in as a question "go to" guy?....me.  Of course i wasn't aloud outside of the office, so everyday they would sneak me out to these meetings, and everyday they would get in trouble.  This went on for some time. I kept stressing that the things they want, we need a coder, so after about 7 months I came into work and they had gotten me an intern to help with code.  She was a young German girl, from Germany who knew CSS but not English.  I was only about 3 months away from my nervous breakdown at this point.  So the story picks up a lot of pace.  Gita the intern was able to help, and I taught her some English.  mainly we played cool Itunes songs on the Apple G4's which has been so badly corrupted before we got there, itunes was all they could do.  The work was done on a Intel quad system i built from spare parts I found in the room on week one.  My crash course in CSS ended then, Gita went back to Germany, the sales guy died, literally, and my boss got married and also took off for a place out of the country for her honeymoon.
About 2 weeks later I had a panic attack which I thought was a heart attack, I quit Triscari and went to work for sally.

Currently I'm the un-proud owner of a Linux server.  We host a few companies and one or two nightmares.  My admin is so busy he can't even talk to me, so I went and started another server that i could manage.  Right now i'm moving stuff, and it's breaking as I go....  like most things "web"

You see the biggest problem with me and the web is that everyone thinks things work one way, when in fact they all work about 80 ways, and no two are done the same way by the same two people.  Nerds love acronyms and I hate them.

I hate telling people "I told you so", mainly because of my other pet peeve "doing things twice that need done once correctly"  These two things make me very hard to employ in the IT fields.  I don't talk in code nor do I find interesting anything about computers.  I used to, but that was when I used the computer as a tool.  For my art.  These days no one wants to pay for that stuff.  TV makes everyone and their mom think they can be their own designer and printer.  Of course they can't, but they do try.  Once they waste the money once, it's hard to get it from them twice.  Even when I do find someone that I can help because they have such bad graphics, 9 times out of 10, we wind up with what we started with because people who draw stick men, tend to gravitate right back to stick men, no matter what they think they want.  We used to call it "a dog's breakfast"  in the graphics Biz.

Basic problem for me is that my true skill set is "Production"  being an organizer.  I get my hands into things just deep enough to understand what needs to be done, but I don't have the time, or patience to do just one thing, so I get moved on.  If I could ever get together a team of talent, I would be unstoppable, but that requires money.


Wednesday, January 9, 2013

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Do I say this often?  It's 6 pm, and it has been dark out for a bit.  I feel as if it's 11 pm at night.  I guess it goes without saying that if you lived closer to the equator, the days would be longer through out the year.  Never the less, man I get totally unmotivated when it's dark and cold outside.  I'm also wondering why  local TV has 2.5 hours of local news slated every night.  It's not like they have that much to report on.  Having it on in the background makes me feel like i'm stuck in a loop.

Still tweaking the new server....for the most part, it's not that exciting.  I'm trying out some of the chrome Google apps that are out there.  There is a floor plan app that is pretty good.  Much easier than getting a light wave session started.

The flu is everywhere.  Amazing how much.  I'm starting to wonder if it will get me on the round out.  Meaning, I've been right next to everyone who has gotten it already, and I've not been effected, but now I feel like it's going to morph and get me later on in the winter.  Just my luck.  Maybe not.  I'd like to think that making it through the first pass will make that impossible. :)

Well it's been a while.  My laptop has not discovered alien life scanning the skies for SETI  & NASA.  The laptop has put in a number of hours.  Can you imagine if it did?  I wonder if it would tell you?  Most likely not I'd think.  That could be troubling.  I can  only imagine it would be funny and scary at the same time.

There is a cat on the local news that has has an arrow shot through his head!  It's been the lead story all day in Central PA.  That is a great indication that nothing is going on in the news.  Of course they have 2.5 hours to fill. cat story


Sunday, January 6, 2013

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Lol,
I love the Simpsons. First time I've sat own in a while to watch it. The orange food quote seemed like something I'd say for sure. Although I do like oranges.
I think I'm going to makes today, fat pants day. I have these super cozy Levi jeans from when my thyroid decided to go down its own road a few years back. They remain in my clothing set as a reminder to burn calories, and normally a sign to get back into Kung fu. Normally.
Another thing I have to question, and not cause I'm thinking of it, but all these people have begun running and biking past out house at all hours of the morning. 3am. 4am, snow, rain, 12 degrees, these guys are running past the house on lite up bikes at 3am. It's bizarre.
I will not be pulling a rocky type workout, but I do need to blast back to my normal weight, my knees hate this weight. Once, during the flip side of the thyroid rebellion, I dropped an insane amount of weight. The plus side was that when you weight less, it feels like you can almost fly. In class, my high kicks and jumps were so effortless that it seems like a dream.

I have to prep for a software install, more to come... Think spring.

Saturday, January 5, 2013

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Last nights ancient aliens was pretty cool. I love that show, but even I have to admit that it gets a bit far stretched for some of episodes topics to seem credible and true. Last night however the show was super cool. The idea was that all of the pyramids all over the earth were not tombs of any kind, they were instead, all power plants that either made or harnessed raw energy and directed it all over the world in a grid.

While that idea was presented with real science, it was dwarfed by the example they made between a large rock that was moved in 2012 from California to a monument in the southwest and just one of the blocks in place at the base of the great pyramid. The compairision of what it took us today with power, engines and machines on a far smaller rock compared to ancient slaves with no machines on a stone weighing 11 million pounds, the example was unreal. I don't see how anyone can watch the math and visuals of this compairision and not think that we haVe no clue bout any history that is pre-bible. In other words, we are a planet of people who have no clue who we even are.
It seems more and more, the things taught to us in school is not even close to what really was happening 10,000 years ago. If even bet that 5k ago is missing half of everything we once knew.

If you have time, watch last nights episode "ancient power plants " on sci fi network.

Thursday, January 3, 2013

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I guess maybe because last year didn't really ever get cold, this first real taste of cold winter is not being received well by me. I'm looking at the temp in the house, and outside, and it just feels way colder than 34. Some kind of a thermometer conspiracy. Now that I think about it, I may have accused thermometers of being in cahoots before. It does sound like me. My little toyota MR2 isn't digging it either. I could feel it wimper as we made our way to get heating oil this morning. I can tell when a machine is not happy. Doesn't matter what, I just know. Funny thing about the oil. I called around and the best price I could get for 100 gallons of heating oil was 3.89 per gallon. I can get it up the road at the shell station for 3.60. I can not complain with a house thats pushing 90 years old, we do keep the heat down, but the combination of high prices, cold weather and no extra cash makes each fill up hurt. Still, it feels like 10 degrees outside, no joke. I dread these days after the winter equinox, it's like the whole planet is playing catchup for the lack of sunlight and cold northern winds. I often wonder what it would be like to not really live this far north, and maybe have the coldest be about 40. Na.... see even after I wrote that it seems too cold. How about never gets below 48 :) I think I could pull that off. Never is a tall order and a big word.

Remind me to write about the bad karma of using absolutes and Secretion (The practice of verbally following the instructions of the book : "The Secret")

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

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With all the Ghost shows on TV these days, mainly because I'm sure they figured out that dollar for dollar it is the cheapest kind of TV show that can be made. Relying on one 2 second shot 50 times and then talking about it from different angles 100 times in a 20 minute show is by far the cheapo way to make TV. Having said that, i do think that some places are haunted. Going a bit farther, I'd also be willing to say that sometimes objects themselves can be haunted. More over, I'm not sure if objects can be so easily rid of as plan old ghosts are. I'll use today as an example as since I started this blog this morning at 9 am, at 4 pm our whole everything at our house is 100% messed up. The perfect day to prove my point! Ok since I was last writing, the police have come and gone. I had to pay them 675.00 to keep them from taking my things, as my wife has a bounty on her head. oh yeah, and her oldest's baby's momma just called to let us know that he is in jail. Picked up as I started writing. The guess that last paragraph was just to keep things in perspective. Haunted things. Yes indeed. I've never thought much about it until I met the Bakers. You see, they used to have more money than they could count. Now aside from the obvious things that normally produces, like spoiled children, one thing I can lead to is the purchasing of things not needed. Things not needed can come from Walmart, and target but they often will come form places like garage sales, nick nack shops, consignment shops, ect.... Now if you do not believe in god or any thing like spirits or ghosts these thought will never cross your mind, but if you do, it is something that you should consider.

If objects can be imprinted with bad energy, or spirits, dragging home junk from furniture outlets and flee markets is like going to a influenza ward and letting everyone spit in your mouth. I like things neat and tidy. I do not like clutter. I also find things around me that are not needed annoying. So much so that I used to take pride in a once a year garbage haul of things not needed. However when I met my wife, she was and still is the polar opposite. She collects, she hoards, and she has some bad ass negative energy coming from so many directions it's hard to pin down. i don't want to dwell on the bad stuff, like the hoard, but the idea that one or more of the items in our house are literally trying to kill us is the point i'm trying to make. Submitted for your pondering: One crappy ass yet fancy antique hutch. It is one of about five pieces that I was quick to label problems. After loosing her house i was hopeful that most of the things of this nature would be left behind. I saw it as the only good thing to come out of such a horrible thing like loosing a house. Unfortunately, in the last days of the house, my wife and her kids successfully hauled almost every single bad item out and brought them here to this new clean house. what they were then banned from bringing any more of here, they stored in three or four storage units. None of that items were even looked at for over 3 years until the burden of the cost of these units were finally so crippling that they had to move them. I took many Xanax that day as i took note of the countless useless items were backed up into a moving truck. I felt ill thinking of the thousands of dollars that were wasted keeping them with us. Along with the fact that almost everything had bad energy burned into them, the fact that I was helping move them yet again to anything but a dumpster seemed surreal, like a nightmare. One week before Christmas after the move was over, my wife had a bad cold. She woke us up with her cough. This saved the house and possibly our lives because once awake, I was alerted to a burning smell. I went down the stairs to find that our outside screen porch was on fire. the hutch I spoke of earlier was a flame, and the flames were climbing the hutch to reach the ceiling. We were seconds away from loosing our entire house. I called for fire extinguishers and a water brig-aid. I was able to stop the fire after about 30 minutes. The porch is a total loss, as is the paint and side of the house. we threw the haunted hutch in the back yard and then out in front of the garage till the trash men came today. when i heard the trash guys this morning at 6am from my bed, I could feel the energy change. I was hoping for the best, but as i'm about to tell you, that didn't happen. Our boys are at the teenage point where the testosterone is running way too rich in their blood. being a step parent, I have no say in anything which makes days like today rather difficult. The boys new habit is getting up at 3pm, taking showers then going to their fathers house to smoke pot till they are hungry, then about 12 mid night they come home, make a mess and go to bed. They will tell you that this behavior is my fault, as I will not let them smoke, or sell pot in my house. The idea is simple, they will not be aloud to act out as their older, much more messed up brother is.   A few days ago they started asking about a computer they used to have. while in their possession it had become so corrupted with viruses and porn that they asked for a new computer. They got one, and i took the old one, cleaned it, fixed it in ten minutes and brought it to the office as a work machine. They now wanted to take this computer and bring to to their father's house. One quick side bar on the "father" two years ago he was arrested in the old house for child porn on his computer. This sole act was the one thing that made the kids leave that house. That whole story in of itself required a whole other blog, but the important info is this. I don't want any computer of mine at his house. I don't' think I will find much resistance from anyone on that matter. Needless to say, we told the boys that we would have to clean the computer first before it was brought anywhere. This fact was stated 4 to 5 times. today i found out that in the middle of the night they went to the office, took the computer and brought it to their father's house anyway. when I found out i phoned their mother and gave them one hour to retrieve it or i was taking the car away for good. Now this next part is going to be hard for most people to read, much less understand. You see, these young lads do not know what punishment is. They don't comprehend it because it has never happened to them. this is simultaneously the reason they have problems in general and the reason they hate me. When given the resolution of one hour or no car, they proceeded to fart around and take showers. Still not fully understanding how i work, I upped the stakes. The older of the two lad's , against my will, and 100% against our electric bill, has maintained that he requires a personal refrigerator in his room. Never mind that every year the power blows because of it, or the fact that it's unneeded and a horrible waste of energy. I told them that they might as well haul that frig with them because it is now being taken out of his room. To this action they decided to throw snow balls at my truck. Still, not getting how I work, when I got home I marched up into the room and proceeded to take the frig myself. upon doing so i opened the door to find beer. The 18 year old vegan who refuses to drink milk, but needs milk in soy form is stashing beer in his room, and he likes it cold. Well as you can imagine things kept getting worse. With everything in the news these days, my first thought was to go buy that safe i'd been thinking about to store our prescriptions, and other items non teen. I was not going to be shot in my sleep by one of these snots high on testosterone. when I got back home with the safe, the stacks were raised again. We got a call that the older son was now in jail for shop lifting. After about 20 minutes of calming his mother over the fact that her son was in jail for the 3rd time in 6 months, a white van pulls into our driveway. It's the police. they have a warrant for my wife. She bounced a check three years ago, and had yet to pay off the courts. Soo... i used part of the mortgage money to keep them from coming into my house and taking my things to pay off a debit which has nothing to do with me in any way shape or form. You may ask, what does that story have to do with haunted furniture? I'll tell you. There is no way in god's green earth that that many bad things can tumble into one person in that amount of time. While the furniture has been taken out, it's anger is still active here at our house. There is a feeling, and I can feel it. It is tired now, it took a lot of energy to cause that much drama onto us this day. It's tired, and with part of it's base gone (the hutch) it may have a hard time keeping a foothold here. While I know there are still things, items in this house that need to go as well, and I'm out $700 just getting to the end of the day, the cleaning of this mess is not done. It is not fun when you think that someone or something is out to kill you. Thinking it is one thing, knowing it is terrifying. How will I function now? I'm not sure. I am glad that this day is almost over. Please, if you read this, take away one thing from it. objects can be imprinted with evil. you can bring that into your home and most people do not have the senses to know what they have done till it's too late. also, teenagers are not adults. They are mostly bratish punks who are about 8 years away from true knowledge. Don't let them fool you. :)

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