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Last Updated: 11/16/2009

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Age: 32
Sign: Virgo

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State: Tennessee
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May 21, 2009 - Thursday 

Current mood:  amused
Category: News and Politics
The reversal of many prominent Democrats on closing Guantanamo Bay's detention facility should hardly shock the heads of their party. President Obama has proven a Native American giver on many of the red meat campaign promises he threw at his carnivorous left flank.

The President was against suspending habeas corpus (1:39-2:01) for suspected foreign terrorists when a Republican was president. Obama has since"grown in office." Candidate Obama promised "no more illegal wiretapping of American citizens." He has since rethought President Bush's "warrentless wiretapping" policy.

For President Obama, it's military tribunals for me, but not for thee (4:24-4:38). The strange dynamics of American politics, in which participants root for the home team rather than a set of ideas, will likely result in the Dems that Obama betrayed giving him a pass and the Republicans whose stances he ultimately took crying foul over his broken promises.

Allow me to get my popcorn ready.

P.S.  Since it seems I won't have time to do more essays in a long time I'll see if I can blurb instead.  Also, I apologize in advance if I don't come back and argue with each and every one of you.  You have no idea how busy I am taking care of real life stuff.  But, you're still loved.
May 12, 2009 - Tuesday 

Current mood:  gallant
Category: Life
Please read the following. For two weeks starting May 10, Target will feature St. Jude and nine other national charities on the Target Facebook page. Facebook users who visit http://www.facebook.com/target can vote once a day for the charity of their choice. All votes and the dollars allocated for each charity will be updated in real time during the campaign. On May 26, Target will announce the final donations to each charity, based on the percentage of the vote each charity received. So if St. Jude receives 50 percent of the votes, the Target gift to St. Jude would be $1.5 million.


So for those of you with a facebook account please vote for St. Jude. They do great work.  Plus if they win there's a cute little cancer patient who promised to bake me some oatmeal cookies.  How could I say no to that?  So on behalf of a great orginazation and my love of oatmeal cookies, vote for St. Jude.
April 30, 2009 - Thursday 

Current mood:decent
Category: Music
Sorry no politics yet.  They will come when I have time and/or I care.


Playing For Change | Song Around The World "Stand By Me" from Concord Music Group on Vimeo.













April 16, 2009 - Thursday 

Current mood:  ashamed
Category: News and Politics

I figured I'd try to squeeze in a little bit of writing because it's been a while.  Yours truly is alive and kicking despite whatever rumors may have said otherwise.  Hopefully I still have the ability to make cogent statements.  

Today I present to you the work Nazis.  Not that I'm claiming that the people at my job are nazis. Just that I had to deal with a Nazi issue.One of the hats that I wear at my job is that of an instant messaging admin.  To the more technically inclined among you.  I own/run a jabber server.

I work for a major corporation who will remain nameless.  We'll say that they are the major competitor to a company that's main job is to ship packages and that their employees tend to wear the color brown.

In this unnamed company there are people who have way too much time on their hands.  Instead of being productive they happened to scour the conference rooms(read chatrooms) and saw that there was one in there named "nazi".  One customer got angry and demanded that we investigate.

I basically had four choices.  One to tell him to stuff it(which was my preferred response). 2.  Force the people to close  the chatroom. 3.  Make it so that users could no longer make a chatroom, which was not going to happen since I have no desire to make that my full-time job. And finally choice number 4, bring it up to my manager and have her deal with it.

Of course I chose option 4.  Unfortunately around this time we had an 841 man layoff at my job.  500 of which happened to be on my campus.  I'll write about this another day.  So she got tied up and wasn't able to address the issue.  By this time a few days later, I get another nasty email about the room still existing and reflecting badly on the nameless company.

I look up the room and find out that indeed it is not a permanent chatroom, which means no one on my team made the room.  Not only is the room not permanent.  The people in the room are Indians and Malaysians. One of the few advantages to growing up in the San Francisco bay area is this.  You run into a lot of different cultures, languages and such.  As a matter of fact I've met about six Malaysian Nazis.  The name is pronounced closer to Nah-zee as opposed to Not-See

I know that Nazi is a relatively common first, middle, and last name in Malaysia.  I laugh and tell me coworker this and that the room is manned by Malaysians and Indians.  Because my coworker knows how busy I am trying to pick up the pieces of our layoffs, he takes it upon himself to tell the customer that Nazi is a fairly common last name in India and that we will contact the owners of the room.

The customer writes an excoriating letter back basically telling him to pick up an Indian phone book and do your research before spouting off your mouth.  The customer was just unnecessarily rude.  So I tell my coworker the error of his ways and point him to a Malaysian phone book at which point he apologizes to the customer and tells him that he misspoke and that the customers were Malaysians and Indians.  The customer of course never apologizes.

So I'm now stuck with the following choices.  I can either tell the whining customers to stuff it because there was no racism or White Power movement involved and that they are being culturally insensitive(My personal favorite choice).  Or I can email the Malaysians and explain to them that while I'm sure they are not referencing WWII that the phrase "nazi" has negative connotations to it and that I'd appreciate it if they'd shut down their room and create another less offensive name. All the while telling them that I know that Nazi is a fairly common name in Malaysia.  Both options are evil because I can enforce censorship over something that I know is not meant to be offensive and hurt the Malaysians/Indians or I can ignore the legitimate concern of a fellow coworker and possibly have him go over my head.

Unfortunately I chose the latter and asked the Malaysians to shut down their room, and I was indeed right the persons name was indeed Nazi and they had no idea that their name would cause such a fuss.   They were very polite and apologetic, but I felt bad because I had to enforce an unnecessary censorship on a person who had no idea that his name being the name of a chatroom was going to cause such an uproar



March 9, 2009 - Monday 

Current mood:  tired
Category: Writing and Poetry
I kept saying to myself.  I should really start writing fairy tales again. Little did I realize the trouble I was getting into.  I tried to get lost inside of both "Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes" and "Grimm's fairy tales" but something was awry.  I couldn't find a story.  I skimmed the pages to read a headline that read "Nursery Rhyme characters to Go on Strike".

Farther down, the previous night's attack on Heathcliff had been reported.  It added that a terrorist group calling itself the "Great Danes" had also threatened to kill him.  They wanted Hamlet to win this year's "Most troubled Romantic Lead Award" and would go to any lengths to achieve their goals.

I flipped the page and found a lengthy article extolling the virtues of superfluous words in political speech and writing.  But I couldn't help but wonder why were so many newspaper articles in my copy of "Grimm's Fairy tales"?  I got drawn in and quickly found myself in a crowd outside of Shelby Farms, this time it was full of tents, had a brass band, and a bonfire.  As soon as they saw me they started chanting.  "We need a break, We need a break..."

A tired looking woman with an inordinate amount of children gave me a pamphlet.  "For three hundred and twenty-five years I've been doing this job without so much as a weekend off!!"

"I'm sorry", I said.

"We don't want your pity," said Solomon Grundy, who because it was Saturday, wasn't looking particularly well. "We want Action Oral traditionalists should be allowed the same rights as any other fictional characters".

"Right," said a young boy who was carrying a bucket with his head wrapped in a bandage, "no amount of money can compensate the BONC(Brotherhood of Nursery Characters) for the inconvenionence caused by repetitive retellings.  However, we would like to make the following demands. One, that all nursery rhyme characters are given immediate leave of absence for a two week period. Two that"

"You do realize", I said "that you're talking to teh wrong person.  I'm just a guy who likes to write about fairy tales. I have no real power".  "You may want to take it up with someone else."

"We tried to take it up with the Council of Genres, who referred us to the ELF(Employment Labor Forum), " Said Humpty Dumpty to a chrous of head nodding, "but no one seems to know we exist as real people, except you.  (see footnote)

To be continued

1. Footnote added to inform the reading public that Nursery Rhyme and Fairy Tale characters don't know that they are fictional characters and are thus referred to as PDR's or Persons of Dubious Reality.


January 30, 2009 - Friday 

Current mood:  good
I could write up the lyrics to this song but honestly you can just go to Youtube yourself.  Just make sure that you pay close attention to the expression the drummer's expression.  By the way, I'll get back to the poetry, fairy tales, and politics when I get a chance. I've been reaaaaally busy and wishing I had a scanner.




January 21, 2009 - Wednesday 

Current mood:  busy
Category: News and Politics
"We can not continue these brilliant successes in the future, unless we continue to learn from the past. It is necessary to keep the former experiences of our country both at home and abroad continually before us, if we are to have any science of government. If we wish to erect new structures, we must have a definite knowledge of the old foundations. We must realize that human nature is about the most constant thing in the universe and that the essentials of human relationship do not change. We must frequently take our bearings from these fixed stars of our political firmament if we expect to hold a true course. If we examine carefully what we have done, we can determine the more accurately what we can do."

Calvin Coolidge, Inaugural Address, March 4, 1925
January 17, 2009 - Saturday 

Category: Writing and Poetry

Do you know when the Council of Genres will be here to investigate our book? We would so like to be published. Said Detective Nimble.

"Council of Genres?" Horner echoed, trying to not to let his ignorance show.  "I'm sorry.  I've not spent that much time in the Bookworld."

"A Real-Worlder!!! Here!!! In a book.  That can't be.  You must be fictional!!!"

"No, I'm not fictional and Yes I'm from the----"

"Tell me, what do waves look like when they crash on the shore?"

"Who's from the real world"? asked the forensics analyst, a middle aged woman who leapt to her feet and stared at me intently.  "You?"

"Yeeesss", Horner admitted.

"I'm Dr. Prima Facie", explained the Forensics analyst, shaking Horner's hand vigorously.  "I'm matter of fact, without humor, likes cats and people who like cats, don't suffer fools, yet on occasion I do exhibit some warmth.  Tell me, do you think I'm anything like a real forensics analyst?"

"Of course", I he answered trying to not make her feel irrelevant to the plot overall.

"You see," Dr. Facie said with an air of melancholy, "I've never seen a real forensics analyst and I'm not really sure what I'm meant to do."

"What about me?" asked Detective Jack B. Nimble. "Do you think I need to develop more as a character? Am I like all those real people you come in contact with, or am I a bit one dimensional?"

"Well...."

"I knew it!" he cried unhappily.  "It's my hair, isn't it?  Do you think it should be shorter?  No...Maybe longer?  What about having a bizarre personality trait?  You should see what I do with candle stick...Olympic candle stick hurdling would be unusual, right?"

"Someone said there was an Real worlder in the book!"  interrupted a uniformed officer,  one of a pair who had just walked in.   "I'm Unnamed police officer number 1, this is my partner, Unnamed police officer number 2.  Can I ask you a question about the real world?"

"Have at it." Said Horner

"What's the point of Alphabet soup?" Said UPO#1

"I don't know." Replied Detective Horner.

"Are you sure you're from the real world?"  UPO#1 asked suspiciously.  "Okay then tell me this.  Why isn't there a singular for scampi?"

" I don't know." said L.J. Horner.

"You are NOT from the real world", said UPO#1 sadly.  "You should be ashamed of yourself, lying to us like that."

"Fine then," Horner replied, covering his eyes, "I'll prove it to you.  All of you speak to me one after the other but turn off your speech designators."

"Okay" said UPO#1. "Who is this talking?"

"And who is this?" added Doctor Facie.

"I said turn off your speech designators.  Now try again". Said Detective Horner.

There was a long pause.

"Which one of us is talking now?"

"And who am I?"

"Dr. Facie was first, and UPO#1 was the second person to speak.  Was I right?"

"AMAAAAAZING!!" decried Dr. Facie.  "How did you do that?"

"I can recognize your voices." Said Horner.

"That is a nifty skill" said Unnamed Police officer number 2.  "That must come in really handy when you you're doing detective work".

"Indeed it does, indeed it does."

January 9, 2009 - Friday 

Current mood:  geeky
Category: Writing and Poetry
First there was OralTrad, it was then upgraded 10,000 years later by the rhyming(for easier memorization) OralTradPlus.  For thousands upon thousands of years this was the only SOS or Story Operating System and it is still in use today.  The system forked about 20,000 years ago.  One one side with CaveDabPro (The forerunner of GrecianUrn 1.3, MarbleSculpt 1.8, PaintPlus v2.7, and the all encompassing SuperArtisticExpression v5)

The other branch, the Picto-Phonetic Storytelling Systems, started with ClayTablet v2.1 and went through several competing systems(WaxTablet, Papyrus, VellumPlus) before merging into the award winning SCROLL, which was updated 8 times to version 3.5 before being swept aside by the all new and clearly superior BOOK v1.  Stable, easy to store and transport, compact, and with a workable index, BOOK has led the way for nearly 1800 years.

History by Alexander Libris SOS-The Early Years
December 17, 2008 - Wednesday 

Current mood:  electric
Category: News and Politics

Yesterday was election day. November 4th? That was just the day we voted on the electors. The electors we voted for, the Electoral College, gathered in the 50 state capitols yesterday and elected Barack Obama the next president of the United States. The Associated Press dubbed the vote "a largely ceremonial procedure, but one mandated by the Constitution." Isn't that the case these days with just about everything in the Constitution being that it's "largely symbolic"?

You could just as easily say that November 4th's vote was "largely symbolic" in that it merely symbolized to most Americans that they were choosing their next president. Instead, they actually chose who would vote for the next president. The Electoral College gets the silent treatment in the press because it offends leftist sensibilities in various ways.

First, we have to realize that a majority of voters in the United States do not elect the president. Americans rediscovered in 2000, a candidate does not need to even receive a plurality of the popular vote to win the presidency. As the examples of George Bush, Benjamin Harrison, Rutherford B. Hayes, and John Quincy Adams attest, a candidate can lose the popular vote and win the presidency because,surprise!!! The popular vote doesn't matter very much in our system. A candidate need only win a majority of votes in any combination of states that make a majority of the Electoral College, and not a single popular vote in any other state, and that candidate, barring the possibility of unfaithful electors, will find himself or herself in the White House.  The vote that matters is the Electoral College vote, the one that took place yesterday, and not the vote that took place on November 4.

Second, there is the annoyance of unfaithful electors. Every few years an elector freelances. In 1988, for instance, an elector flipped the Democratic ticket by voting for Lloyd Bentsen for president and Michael Dukakis for vice president. By allowing electors the leeway to buck the choice of the voters who selected them, the Founders put multiple buffers between the people and the president. Unfaithful electors are another way of the Founders reminding us that we live in a republic, not a democracy.

Third, the electoral college is a reminder that ours is a federal government. The states, more so than the people, elect the president. Just as it is the states rather than the people that are represented in the Senate, the states rather than the people vote in the Electoral College. The body votes in each state capitol, rather than in the Capitol in Washington. It is crucial that the state legislatures determine the manner of appointing the electors.

Leftists prefer a simplistic narrative of the people electing the leader. Buying into this notion romanticizes strongmen presidents as representing the will of the people rather than their own will. Reality is more complicated than that, and thwarts the rationalizations of sycophants to unchecked power in the hands of one man.

That ends today's reality lesson.