He asked, "Why are all those clocks here?"
St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks.
Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock. Every time you lie the hands on your clock move.
"Oh," replied the man, "Very interesting... whose clock is that?"
"That's Mother Teresa's clock," answered St. Peter. "The hands have never moved, indicating that she never told a lie.
"Incredible!" exclaimed the man. "And whose clock is that one?" >
St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock.
The hands have moved only twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire life.
"Where's Kwame Kilpatricks clock?" asked the man.
" Kwame's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan.
Do you know what really grosses me out? Those little play islands at the mall. Just walking by one of them gives me the chills. The amount of germs on there...the amount of running noses, and slime, and who knows what...while all these kids are just slobbering all over the place. I think kids there should play in Hazmat suits.
I've cut down my gum chewing to a half pack a day, sometimes less if I'm not stressed. I'm wondering why they don't have gum chewing lounges? Do they have a patch for this? Somebody get me a doctor.
I'm not a fan of rain or snow. Now that I'm still complaining...I don't like that worm smell that occurs when it first rains, the ground is thawing and the worms come out. That weather is for the birds!
I love that baseball season has finally arrived. I love playing it, watching it, listening to it. It takes me back to my youth and the endless summers. Playing all day long from morning to dusk, and sometimes passed that. What more could anyone want? I guess I still want to play. I really wish I could play ball 5 days a week...I just want to play coach! Hope springs eternal with the crack of a bat, the pop of a mitt, the roar of the crowd. I was built for summer, and baseball is summer.
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There's a script running on my pc that's slowing everything down. I don't have a virus, and my spyware I run several times a day. There's still something that is trying to run. It is driving me totally crazy. I may have to chew more gum. Somebody give me a pc doctor.
So I posted some Iraq war facts on the Truthpost (my yahoo group), and a guy I really respect just off and quit. He didn't like that I posted it, implying it was too liberal. The facts are facts, we've lost 4000 men in Iraq. It really bothers me. I will post liberal and right wing stuff, in hopes to get it talked about it, or shot down if it's wrong. That's my job. If I am wrong, please prove I'm wrong. I can handle the truth, and I can handle being wrong.
With all the death I've been exposed to recently I can't help but constantly think and ponder the importance of life. In general one says, that life is short so you have to live each moment as if it were your last. That makes complete sense despite of it being somewhat cliché. However how do you actually do that? How do you actually keep in touch with those you've lost touch with often enough for them to know you care? How do you actually take the bull by the horns when you've made previous choices preventing that? So much to do, so little time. The worst part is those days where you end up doing NOTHING at all. That's no way to live. It's all so simple yet it's all so complex in execution.
My friend is in a dead relationship. He's with a person who won't let him leave, and he wants out. Yeah there are kids involved and he's feeling guilty about breaking up the family. She seems to think all is well, yet he is just miserable. I commend him for being committed to the children, yet she is just clueless when it comes to him. She is not a bad person all around and pretty much well liked by everyone, but when it comes to him they are on different planets. Yes they do fight but for the most part she gives him nothing he wants or needs. He's been willing and trying to make it work, and he wants it work for the sake of the kids. It's just not working. He doesn't believe the grass is greener elsewhere, but she is driving him crazy. I want it to work out for him but I'm not so sure staying is the answer. There's more here that I'm not diving into obviously but overall it does makes me sad.
I have about 50 Pez dispensers. And for what? I bought one, then I started getting donations of them from people. Crazy. I don't want them, never did. Junk junk junk! What's the point of having it all? You never see a u-hall behind a hearse do you?
I think I need a day of playing hooky. Who's with me?
I'm on a pineapple juice kick lately. I'm hoping it's good for me. Surely there has to be some redeeming qualities and benefits from it. I need manganese. Where do I find the bloody manganese?
Eight more days and I can start telling the truth again.
I'm looking forward to Opening Day. I think the Detroit Tigers are going to be in the hunt all season long with the Red Sox. However, their pitching will have to carry them if they want to do anything. A good lineup still can go cold days on end. A good rotation can mow you down days on end. Defense wins ball games. How many times must I tell you?
There are 5 million Free Masons in the world today, but who are they, and what do they really do?
I love old churches. I love taking photos of them. I love the architecture that was used in creating these fantastic buildings. The detail and uniqueness really is something I care to view over and over. Churches on the inside, and churches on the outside. I prefer old stone and brick churches to that of small wooden types. This summer I'll be on the hunt for more churches to take photos of. Bless me.
I've been really reading alot, thanks to my friend Jerry, about Copper Toxicity Syndrome. The symptoms are freakishly close to things I experience. I had no idea. Could be junk science? Maybe..but worth a shot. I believe in testimonials that aren't commercial, and if it helped him, why not? It kinds of makes sense the more I read about it. I rarely eat meat, yet I probably should eat more. I'm missing out on zinc in my diet which offsets the copper. Hey stop throwing pennies at me. Geez.
I can't go a day without my Green Tea. I feel weird when I don't drink it. I've also been big lately on tomato juice and Italian Orange Soda.
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I just realize the other day I've been playing street hockey for 31 years. I've lost a few steps, and the stamina is not what it used to be. But mentally I'm still there. Not much different than everything else I guess. Gotta get in shape...gotta get in shape. Yes I've started, so get off my back man!
People have been asking me why I post music videos often. Because because because music is important. I've lost touch with over the last few years and now I feel the need to get back in. Alot of death has been in proximity to me, and I gravitate towards expression in a song. So that's why I do it. Music like art, is important. I'll post what I think is good music, which more often than not will never include rap or new country. Sorry, I just don't get it. I try though.
I have a friend that has Aeroacrophobia. A fear of high open spaces. This friend won't take an escalator because of that. This is a pic of my feet inside the CN Tower in Toronto. Inside there is a glass section of the floor that you can look down on. I love it! My friend would probably pass out.
Anyone ever have cauliflower made like mashed potatoes? Now that's pretty darn good.
10 Days until NHL Playoffs start. I've actually started watching NHL games again, because March through June is good hockey. I wonder where I'd be without Hockey Night in Canada on tv all of my life? I'm thinking my name might be cricketdino or curlingdino or croquetdino?
Ron Paul! I've yet to hear anyone give me a good reason against the message.
Detroit lead the nation is people that left. 26,000 people are so left Detroit. Surprised? No..the auto industry is tanking, and the city is essentially run by a corrupt mayor. It's a dead city, with the suburbs keeping it breathing my supporting their sports teams. Outside of that, what does the city have to offer? Casinos? Please...that doesn't generate revenue or create jobs. All it does it redistribute partial wealth here and there. Good bye Detroit, alas I hardly knew ya. Kwame sucks.
People when you forward me jokes that contain a million email addresses, glitter graphics, and it's not trimmed, I'm just going to delete it. Got it? Take the 10 seconds to clean up the email, then pass it on. You are wasting the time of everyone when you don't and you are promoting junk. Clean your emails, save the world!
I've never watched a full episode of The Simpsons and I don't care.
Anyone on ooVoo? That's pretty cool if you ask me. I'm digging the video chat with family members across the pond concept.
What name do you like better: Sophia or Isabella?
Hey do you have your life insurance policy in order? Get crackin.
I'm still working on my patent for the clap-on clap-off bra. Trying to fix the "stadium seating" bug. Have no fear, I'm keeping a breast of the situation.
I feel like most of the time, that I am in a hurry to get out of where I am. I can't enjoy totally or completely the moment because I think I should be doing something else...something different. I am must be nuts. I have no patience to begin with, but I am also not visably impatient...it's in my head. My friend Lisa once labeled me as ALOOF, seemingingly as if I didnt care about things. Today someone told me that I was just too laid back. I find it interesting I could be thought of that way, when my mind never stops going 100 mph. I think it's more of the fact my body cant catch up with the madness and I just seem naturally passive. I hate that feeling of just waiting around too. It's so existentialist and goes againt rationalism or reason. I've got to figure this out.
Dancing with the Stars - Ok what am I missing here? I don't get this tv show. Maybe I shouldn't.
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Easter has come and gone. It's not even in my top 5 for favorite holidays. Probably because any holiday that falls years on a weekend doesnt get me time off of work. An Easter Tuesday would be nice. Who's with me on this? I'll call the Pope.
How's the diet coming along? Thank you for asking. It's going pretty good...caloric intake is down significantly and today I splurged by having a disgustingly rich cadbury egg. Shoot me.
Quick, someone talk me out of buying this contraption: Shark Steam Mop
Ok I've been on a sushi kick lately...craving the fish oil. Good for my brains ya know.
My 2 ducks have returned to my yard, as they have done every spring for the last 8 years. Amelia and Wilbur Quack. I like to open up the door and yell AFLAC at them. They just look at me. They probably think I'm aloof too.
Happiness can't buy money.
I no longer have Sirrus radio, the free subscription expired. I am lost lost lost without my Conservative Talk and Music. Somebody sing to me.
Yes I'm still voting for Ron Paul, the other 3 morons are still morons. Nothing has changed. Freedom is important to me. Oh this just in, as of today 4000 U.S. Soliders have died in the war. I said 4000.
I have no comment on March Madness. Don't ask. I said don't ask.
Fantasy baseball draft was fun, I'm ready. Looking forward to a good season. Go Get Em Tigers.
The Tigers Miguel Cabrera signs a 152.3 million dollar contract. Now you know he was holding out for the .3 or else it was a done deal. I have no problem with good athletes making great money. I have a problem with mediocre athletes making money. Heck I feel the same about some coworkers...there are some that arent worth a dime, and others who are underpaid.
Books...love to read, but I have books on the shelf for years doing nothing but collecting dust. That's the same reason I won't buy a dvd anymore...watch it once, then it just piles up. Pointless.
I'm going to have a garden this year with tomatos (you say tomatoes) and eggplant. And finally some fresh basil. Basil for hazel's nasal. What?
As I said before, I never repeat myself.
My friend Kevin Donehue passed away today on Easter Sunday. Kevin battled cystic fibrosis his whole life, and today it finally got the best of him. Knowing Kevin though, he got the best of it. He was the oldest person to ever battle CF in Michigan.
There are people that come in your life, and you know there's something about them. Kevin was unassuming, and we sure had our differences at times. I'm glad that we worked those out, and I got to know him better in the last year. His love of life and his family was something to be admired. Regrettably I wasnt around to see him these last several months, but I hoped and prayed all would be well for him. When I saw him last at lunch, he told me to enjoy life, every minute of it, and don't complain about anything because it isnt worth it. Hard to follow that advice, yet it's so simple. Thank you Kevin.
Is it safe to say that people should act a certain way to meet your expectations of them? That is for example, if someone at work isn't feeling good would it be safe to assume that every one of their coworkers would care somewhat, at least for a brief moment? If a friend loses a loved one, is it safe to say that they should be grieving a certain way that meets your expectations. I am not implying they should be pleasing you directly, but your expectations are based on experiences that you'd gained, as well as general shared preconceived notions of society.
When a friend goes through a divorce, how soon should they start dating again? If they start dating a year after the divorce, then people say that is too soon. Why is it too soon? How could you possibly know that it is too soon? Your experience tells you that a year might be OK, but 2 years is better right? Isn't that the norm? So when a person you know starts dating before that perceived time frame does it bother you. Are you quick to judge that person because you feel you would not do the same. Does your moral compass say, hey that's too soon. All of a sudden you become judge and jury and it effects your relationship with that friend.
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When a friend loses a loved one, you have this notion that they probably should be grieving or curled up in a ball for a certain amount of time. If that friend moves on with their life and handles grief in their own private way is that acceptable to you? Is that acceptable to society? Do you know rush to judgement and wonder what could be happening with this person. Somehow are they crazy, in denial, or just not caring. Seriously in any event how could you really know what the other person thinks or feels, even if they tell you their truth? Again do you rush to judgement of them, and then act differently toward them? Do you shun or criticize them because your expectations have been destroyed?
When you trust your friend to act a certain way in public, then find out they did something somewhat embarrassing to their reputation or perhaps violated your implied trust, do you then place them in a judgement because your expectations have been shot.
It's acceptable if not required to have reasonable expectations for those you surround yourself with. If and when those expectations aren't met, what do you do? Accept the differences and embrace your bond, or offer unwanted advice and place your relationship in jeopardy? Should you have expectations of your friends on how they should act, or is that just not reasonable. How do you go through life knowing ahead of time how a person will act? You just don't. Trust Trust Trust that those you love will and can do the right thing, even if it doesnt meet your expectations. Word.
I had a twinkie the other day for the first time in probably 20 years. It was pretty good actually, but gross at the same time. I think I'll wait 20 more years for the next one...if I don't I may not make it to 20 more years.
I'm diggin these groups - Spoon, Snow Patrol, Wilco, and The DoDos.
Baseball is life. Life is baseball.
From: HockeyDino <email@example.com>
Date: Tue, Mar 11, 2008 at 7:16 AM
Subject: Re: What?
Paula please, the notion that "SCANDAL vs. HOPE" is even an equation should never come into a discussion. It just doesn't make sense. The opposite of SCANDAL is HOPE? The majority of citizens voted for him, surely they don't want him to go under. Surely they don't want him to fail. That's news? This is directed primarily for your producer, not you.
There's an old saying: People that don't know, don't know that they don't know.
That's the problem with the citizens of Detroit, who turn their eye to how bad things really are. Let's hope the human spirit can overcome years of corrupt and inefficient government. That's HOPE. The reality is, nothing has changed for 40 years in the city. It's very very sad. Looking at the point of view of others does not, can not, and will not change the reality of things. Things are what they are, and a Staples Office does not change anything.
Thank you for your time
You're waaaayyy off base here. I don't spin anything. I look for lots of sides to stories… so sorry you're not willing to look at things from the point of view of others. How unfortunate for you. At no time did I okay it… it's not my job. It is my job to consider the opinions of others.
Paula it's not SCANDAL vs. HOPE. It's wrong vs right. To side with SCANDAL with the illusion of HOPE is absurd. It's being intellectually dishonest.
I cannot believe how the spin your reporting constantly portrays when it comes to the city of Detroit. I'm sick of it. Part of the problem with the city is citizens supporting someone who constantly is in scandal. People deserve the government that they put in place. Let's have hope that nothing really happened, and that the citizens can really be heard and real progress is made. The city is dead, has been dead yet you continue to talk about how great it is...like there being a STAPLES in some neighborhood. Are you kidding me? Local politics has become just like the national election, simply a popularity contest - our own version of American Idol. So Nepotism by the mayor is ok with the people you've interviewed? So stealing their money for political cover up is ok with them? I've had enough.
Wild Card: Rockies
MVP. Matt Holliday
Cy Young: Johan Santana
East: Red Sox
Wild Card: Yankees
MVP: Miguel Cabrera
Cy Young: Josh Beckett
Tigers vs. Mets
Love the Tigers lineup and their defense. Good defensive late inning replacements too. Their weak link is their bullpen. I can't stomach another year of Todd Jones and Rodney closing games. Their starters are decent, but the Mets have the starting pitching and a pretty good lineup as well. I think the Mets are good enough to win, but they just expect to win. Their collapse last year proved that.
Go Get Em Tigers!
I saw this quote about a month ago, and it's been bothering me ever since. A goal, without a plan, is, just, a wish. I think I've repeated this 1000 times. It sounds all so simple and easy does it not? I've been really dwelling on why it has been bothering me, and what exactly does it mean to me.
First I have found that whenever I see quotes, the first thing I do is instantly identify or disengage with the message of those words. More often than not I just move on. Sure I'll either get it, laugh, be confused, or just forget them. In this case, this one has stuck.
Like a slap in the face it hit me, that I am where I am by choices I've made, but none hardly as the result of any great planning. There may be some minor planning, like planning to write my resume in hopes that it got me my current job. Or planning to cut the grass on a weekend, and actually doing it. I suppose that's planning, and the results are goals. Minor goals if that nonetheless. Important sure, but I am referring to the big goals...the dreams...the pipe dreams....the lofty expectations...those pesky wishes. Oh the internal drama! I need to smack some sense into me sometimes.
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Envy. I have been taught it is a bad thing, a sin no less. That you should not covet nor be envious of what someone else has. What if what the other person has is pretty cool? What if it's a car, career, or even personality trait that is something you want? Why is that wrong? You know what I'm envious of? I'm an envious of those who have the freedom to go forward with plans, because they are not tied down to current choices they are dealing with. Is that so bad now?
So is it really bad to want what others have? It's simply a wish though. Wishes are cute, but there is no substance. For the most part everyone wishes they would win the lottery at some point while at the same time claiming money isn't everything. What if you want what somone else has, then build a plan to obtain those same things; material or spiritual? Then would that wish be a legitimate goal even though you wanted this out of pure envy?
I've been told to not regret people or things, because at one time you were in position to care for that person or thing. You love it, or you wanted it. So it's pointless to just regret. I'm not so sure, because I regret things in order to better myself. I perhaps regret too much by thinking about it over and over until I'm blue in the face. It's just I want to be better and do better. I want to learn from my mistakes. Even that drives me nuts because it's just something I want rather than having any real plan to not make that mistake again. I'm asking if I even have the tools to accomplish such things?
I recall being in grade school years ago and staring out the window watching world go past. Wondering what it would be like to fly, or escape through the window. Wondering what it would be like when I was an adult. Wondering what I was going to have for dinner. Wondering how I could make the clock go by faster so I could get home. Now I sit and daydream of the same things because nothing has really changed! Being a constant dreamer is not condusive to being a good planner. I know what I want the end result to be...it's just getting there is the problem. I have many goals, but not many well constructed plans. The few I think could work are tarnished or road blocked by previous choices.
"We are the music-makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams" Willy Wonka
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Myspace deleted my main account. Why? They didn't say really. All I know is my account got phished...then hacked, then it's gone. Nothing I did, expect maybe not have a Norad Style password.
Most annoying. Actually very frustrating because there were online friends on there that I may never get in touch with again. Sad.
Here's my new address until this one gets deleted: http://www.myspace.com/truthpost
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