Goofy spam names and Zen Koans of the day:
Sherlock, Ability is poor men's wealth
Shawnee, Successful action tends to become an end in itself
be strong - be a men! arson

Great googly moogly

Take the Cicada Test!

Check out the storm damage. Bonham Park is now Bonham Field.

I feel lucky that my home was undamaged despite the proximity of the tornado. I was merely inconvenienced.

I hesitate to use the term blessed or thank God for my safety. It sort of implies that I deserve some favor over another person. The people who had their homes damaged or destroyed could very well be morally and spiritually better than me. They are just as worthy of safety as I am. This sort of event causes me to cast doubt upon the concept of a personal God that is actively involved in the everyday affairs of humanity. This concept is often tied to the idea that this personal, active God is also compassionate and loving and does not wish for his children to suffer. Those two ideas tied together really cause me to doubt. I believe in the existence of God but not as defined by religions with which I am familiar. I do not have the vocabulary to define God and the concept is too large to define.

God is everything. Love and hate. Good and evil. Peace and war. Creation and destruction.
Sin and virtue. Dark and light. Spiritual and material. Meaningful and random.

Sounds a bit Taoist. It helps me make sense of it.

The people whose homes were destroyed or damaged seem grateful to be alive. I suppose one could thank God for that.

I count my blessings only to give me perspective and happiness. Some blessings are gained by my efforts and others are received without any regard to personal merit. I am grateful for both. Some curses are received because of my efforts and others are received without regard to personal merit. I only appreciate those as a reminder of how good I have it and to learn from the curses caused by my own mistakes or stupidity.

Shalom.

Cool Gun. It looks very Star Trek.

This week ran 15.03 miles, burned 2014.2 calories and weigh 166.6 pounds.
I had some extra time this week so I ran more.

Spam names and Zen Koans of the day:
Janice, The ancestor of every action in a thought

Don't call me Janice.

Spam names and Zen Koans of the day:
Musses T. Alertness
Pattie, Happiness is an expression of the soul in considered actions.

High and Dry

There was a bit of nasty weather very early this morning. The dogs were not happy. Rusty slept in the bathroom and the Bassets slept in the garage. Salvador rearranged his cage.

Salvador remodels quite a bit. He also knows quite a few showtunes and spends a lot of time looking at his reflection and preening. He especially likes looking at his relfection in the toaster. He even climbs on top of the toaster to look for his good looking friend. The toaster is covered when not in use. Burned bird turd emits a nasty smell. It also screws up the flavor of pop-tarts. I only know about the flavor distortion of pop-tarts secondhand. I prefer my pop-tarts untoasted.

Everyone made it through the storm. One of our trees lost a large branch and the streets are not fully drained. Less than a mile from the house a tree was uprooted and road signs were mangled. It looked like the work of a downburst.

A downburst is where a stong wind stomps on the ground damaging your trailer. A tornado is a strong wind that whirls and forms a funnel and rips apart your trailer. Either way, a trailer has been lost.

Oddly enough, the trailer next to the house with the uprooted tree and mangled road signs appeared to be undamaged.

It is still dark and the street lights are still on. I saw some automatic sprinkler systems running. I guess 5 to 8 inches of rain was not enough.

It is very gray and depressing outside. It intensifies the flourescent lighting in my office.

UGH!

Spam names and Zen Koans of the day:
I tried hard to untie myself

Not much today in terms of creativity and orginality. The new tactic of transposing letters is quite annoying.

Why can't spammers be sent to Abu Gharib? They could use a little humiliation.

Goofy spam names and Zen koans of the day:
Tamper R. Weekend
Forego V. Jockeyed: Lac, Greetings, white man:)
Oliver, Looking back, I have this regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.
Hydr0c0d0ne and V1c0d1n whistle
Keep on time watches from Rolex finch

Atticus Whistle Finch

Goofy spam names and Zen koans of the day:
inducible major
yuk Hewett

Not much today. Maybe the light of scrutiny and mockery is scaring them off.

BWAHA!

I ran 6.52 miles, burned 1060.7 calories and weigh 165.2 pounds. I did not run today because I was visiting my mother-in-law. It was a wonderful visit. I enjoyed it very much.

Goofy spam names and subject lines of the day (yes, I actually receive these):
Organism R. Worthiest
Jaqueline, New faces have more authority than accustomed ones.
[Lizzie] Check picture, Chester Fay
Do you wanna look something you never seen before? So read. fanaticism heckle

Maybe it is not spam, maybe Zen Buddhist Monks are sending koans to every e-mail address in the world. Some of these things read like Zen koans.

SHAZAM!

Goofy spam names and subject lines of the day:
Showboat I. Orchestral
Arranges D. Sulfide
Sometimes it happens.Read it.mutinies empire
:-) Just do her! numbed

Goofy spam names and subject lines of the day:
Bankruptcies Q. Piper - Lac, lambda othant clamorous advance bellum soothsay haydn
Numbers Vasquez
Cristal Wilkie - Morton, I act tall!

Portzerbie!

Local radio sucks.

We have light suck, country suck, Texas country suck, a mix of suck, classic suck, modern rock suck, community suck, public suck, religious suck, Tejano suck and top 40 suck.

The classic suck station removed the local morning deejays for the Walton and Johnson Show. I have the radio on to hear music not chatter. If I wanted to hear talk I would listen to NPR. At least NPR chatter is interesting.

DJs are not funny.
DJS ARE NOT FUNNY!
I could go to any elementary school playground and witness a greater display of wit.

Just play the damn songs, tell me what the songs were, read the weather and give me a brief traffic report then shut the @#$%! up and play music. Preferably music that does not suck.

Rock music from the late 1980's does not constitute classic. Stop playing that song from Jet. They have another song out, try playing that.

Call your morning show something besides "The Zoo" Stop cutting off the guitar solo at the end of Prince's "Let's Go Crazy"

DJs are not funny.

Crank Yankers employs professional comedians and actors to make their crank calls. These are funny plus there are puppets. It is lame and stupid when a local DJ tries to make a crank call. Stop it. Just play some music. Preferably something that does not suck.

DJs are not funny.

If I wanted to know about what was on television last night, then I would have watched television last night. Stop trying to pass off material from professionals as your own. I watch a lot of stand up comedy, I can recognize the joke. Stop reading jokes you got from a e-mail joke list. I am subscribed to the same joke lists. The same goes for Weird News. Just play the damn songs. Preferably songs that do not suck.

DJs are not funny.

Limit Led Zepplin to one song a day. Play more Jethro Tull. Don't limit Beatles songs to just 4:00 on Friday. Choose to play Beatles songs that do not suck. There are a lot of them, so I don't understand why the classic suck station insists on playing "Rocky Racoon" exclusively.

DJs are not funny.

Stagger the commercial breaks among the radio stations. 10 radio stations and they have commercial breaks at the same time. I know you have to pay bills but why does everyone have to do it at the same time.

Never put children on the air. Never put children on the air. Never put children on the air. They are not cute and are just as witty as the DJs (who incidently, are not funny) but much less articulate. Never play a request from anyone between the ages of 9 and 17. They have no taste in music. As an adult, I have tried to listen to some of the songs I liked at those ages. I was horrified. My parents had more patience than I gave them credit for. Ratt, Quiet Riot, Poison, Motley Crue, and Twisted Sister (Your gonna burn in hell is a decent song), oh dear god. What was wrong with me?

I also wore parachute pants when I was a child. I acted, thought and dressed as a child. Now that I am an adult I am both amused and horrified by my childish ways. I have tried my best to put them aside.

In small doses, fart jokes are funny. Nobody really outgrows that.

When is that damn final episode of Friends going to air so that Americans can get on with their lives?

DJs are not funny.

I am grateful for the blessings of internet radio. I am able to confine my exposure to suck to my drive time. My tape player is broken. I don't have a CD player in the car. Headphones are illegal.

DJs are not funny.

Most bizarre spam subject line:
He held his prick there for minutes as he simply rotated (my e-mail address)

The spammers are using random words in subject lines to get past the filters. That one is almost intriguing enough to open.

Goofy spam names and subject lines of the day:
S_u_per V|@gr@ tomahawk carpeting
They do it and they are happy. haplessly
Precursor R. Spiritless
Wronged Q. Job
Chickpea M. Cronin

CHICKPEA!

Drama in the office. Yeehaw!

Friends, the television show sucks. I don't care about the fact the last episode is airing. No amount of hype can make me care.

I'm sitting at the desk of a shorter person. She has one of those below the desk keyboard platforms. It is nice and ergonomic for her but it is uncomfortable for me. Not really uncomfortable just a bit different. I like to be closer to the desk and this keyboard platform prevents me from doing so. I does keep my hands in a better position.

I still don't care about Friends. The damn story is even on the BBC World Service Radio.
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Lynndie England is an embarrassment to the United States. Her actions have not only humiliated Iraqis but has further endangered the lives of other Americans in Iraq. She will claim that she was following orders or that she was not properly trained. How to treat other humans beings is training one gets before joining the army.

She is at Ft. Bragg because she is pregnant. Perhaps, she should have an abortion or have the baby taken away from her soon after birth.

She was not properly supervised will probably be another excuse. Since when does an adult need supervision when it comes to treating humans as humans? This is not surfing the web or playing computer games while the boss is away, this is about the proper treatment of other human beings.

What sort of dumbass takes pictures of themselves committing crimes? I guess the army has to take just about anyone willing to volunteer. With that policy one is bound to attract a few dumbasses.

All the people involved in the prisoner abuse should be punished and steps taken to make sure it does not happen again.

Would it have killed the president to say, "I'm sorry"? Speaking on Arabic television is a great first step but if I were president I would have learned the phrase, "I'm sorry about the abuse of prisoners in Iraq and I will make sure it does not happen again" in Arabic. The rest of the interview could be in English but at least learning enough Arabic to make an apology would have sent a really strong message.

I'm nobody so I can spout all the opinion I want without affecting anything.

WASABI!

I am stunned.

Somehow, I failed to receive the memo that a class was not being offered. I found out today, during the last week of regular classes that this class was not being offered and therefore not meeting.

My brain hurts.

Every Tuesday and Thursday this semester I have been going into a classroom and turning on some equipment so that the class can be offered in two locations. I have been receiving phone calls from operations telling me to connect. I've had to run in between classes to make this connection. There was somebody at the other end doing the same thing. 3 months of making sure that connections were made and I finally find out that the @#$@%!!!!!! class was not being offered in the first place!

ARGH!

This past weekend I've been experiencing synchronous moments.

I've never thought about Alexander Hamilton before. After thinking about him, a book about him appears on the Barnes and Noble website. I went there to update my affiliate links.

I ranted about the EID stamp and then I see an article about the designer of that stamp in this month's Psychology Today. What led to the rant was a forwarded e-mail that I received. The e-mail was full of stupid statements. Muslims have committed acts of terrorism. So have Christians, Jews, pagans and athiests. The designer of the stamp is repelled by the extremism in Islam today. He even avoids Mosques because they have become too political. His son has walked away from the religion because of the extremism. I don't think this is what the prophets wanted.

Religion is a paradox. A source of great beauty and inspiration and a source of great violence and ignorance.

May all beings be safe.
May all beings live at ease.
May all beings be free.
May all beings have good health.
May all beings be.

While sitting at Sonic waiting for my order to arrive, I was looking at the new $10 bill. I was thinking damn, Alexander Hamilton is hot. Seriously, he was one good looking guy. It could have been an exceptionally flattering portrait but there is only so much one can do about ugly. Alexander Hamilton had to have been quite handsome. Look at George Washington, the artists did the best they could but he still looks kind of dorky. All the other founding fathers on the various US bills look ordinary despite the work of the best engravers in the world. Alexander Hamilton on the other hand has classic movie star good looks. Strong jaw, great eye line. Damn, he was just good looking. If you don't believe me, look at a US $10 bill sometime. Really look at Alexander Hamilton.

Here is a picture:


That is one hot founding father.

AARON BURR!

This week I ran 11.50 miles, burned 1729.5 calories and weigh 167.4 pounds.

I ran in a different gym. There was a church workshop in one of the meeting rooms at this gym and we were given one day access.

The meeting was productive and I had a good run.

One of Salvador's favorite movies is The Birdman of Alcatraz, starring Burt Lancaster. Salvador loved the canary sounds. Now he is demanding more movies featuring bird sounds.

Thanks to the workshop, the dogs will not get their monthly bath. The dogs are happy about this.

Now, I'm going to review some websites for my awards program. I'm starting to catch up.

CHIRP!

Muslims believe that Jesus is one of many prophets before Muhammed (pbuh). Jesus is revered by Muslims.
They do not believe that he is divine.

Anyway the EID stamp has been out for three years. It commerates the end of Ramadan which falls at a different time each year due to the Islamic calendar being based on a lunar cycle. Recently, it has occured near the Christmas holidays.

Of course with the way Christmas is going the Christmas holidays start in October and end December 31.

American Christians have their religious Christmas stamp, there is a secular Christmas stamp and a Hannakuh stamp. If the USPS feels that there is a demand for a EID stamp from American Muslims then they can issue it.

Personally, I'm finding Buddhism more and more appealing everyday. There are no Buddist terrorists. The worst thing that could happen to you around a Buddist is getting burned if you happen to be standing too close to a monk that decides to set himself on fire. The monks that do that sort of thing have the courtesy to clear the area before lighting up.

No Buddhists do not worship Buddha in the way that Christians, Jews and Muslims worship God.

SHALOM!

Itchy skin may be eczema
Itchy skin may be eczema
Itchy skin may be eczema
Itchy skin may be eczema
Itchy skin may be eczema
Itchy skin may be eczema
Itchy skin may be eczema
Itchy skin may be eczema

Mood: bored
Music: Radioio Pop
Weather: Cloudy
Feet: two

WASABI!

Clarence is a chicken that is looking up. The cartoon is from a bird's eye perspective.



WASABI!

AAAAHHHH!!!!! I'm feeling paranoid.

I received this in e-mail:
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Someone who knows you has just begun the process of sharing experiences and opinions about you in our online community.

This email message is not spam.

This email message was sent to you as a direct result of the actions of a user at our website. If this email message was delivered to your spam or bulk email folder please notify your ISP or spam filtering company regarding this mistake on their part.

To view this posting use this link:

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So I visit the link and find that a couple of someones have been sharing experiences and opinions. Eek! I don't know what they are saying or how to go about finding out what they are saying. Some claim to know me professionally, others socially and others decline to comment.

Then again, this could just be a way to get money from me. There are various levels of memberships. I'll try to sign up for a free membership and see if I can read the comments or see if there are any actual comments.

People with small minds talk about people
People with good minds talk about things
People with great minds talk about ideas
People with extraordinary minds keep their @#$%! mouth shut!

WASABI!

This week I ran 11.17 miles, burned 1566.7 calories and weighed 167.8. BMI in the normal range. Today's run was a bit tough. Probably had something to do with the empty stomach. Apex protien cookies taste great and Gatorade really works wonders when the electrolytes and blood sugar is low.

The weather is cloudy with light rain and pleasant temperatures.

The windows are open and fans are on. It is good to cool the house with nature. Nature does not cost money, unless you are in a state or national park.

I had to remove Daisy's collar. It rubbed her hair off at the base of her throat just past the droopy skin. It did not damage the skin. The hair is starting to grow back. I will have to find a bigger collar for her. It is hard to get a good measurement on a Basset Hound's neck because of all the loose skin.

Here is a picture of Harley at the Ol Army Gentlemen's Society Sausage for a Cause.
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The banner Harley is wearing says Follow me for Sausage.

Appropriate that a sausage shaped dog is selling sausages. A daschund would be more appropriate since they are known as weiner dogs but who can resist the sad soulful eyes of a Basset Hound. Besides the gentlemen were selling sausages not weiners.

SNAUSAGES. (If you know what that is from then you have been watching too much VH-1)

I feel like burning or slashing the bottom of my left foot. It has been itching for two weeks now. I put athelete's foot lotion on it daily but that is not working. Only scratching and drawing blood seems to bring any relief.

I also have a itchy rash on my left knee. Maybe it is time to visit a medical professional. I am in a HMO. It is one of the best rated HMO's in the country but still there is a bit of bureaucracy.

Maybe I should try some stronger over the counter stuff. I just really hate the process at my HMO. I can't just set up an appointment with a dermatologist, I have to get a referral from my primary physician. In order to do that I have to set up an appointment to see him. He is a nice guy and a good doctor but I just don't enjoy going through middlemen.

The primary doctor may be perfectly capable of diagnosing the problem. He will write a prescription. I'll take it and see if it clears up. If it doesn't, it is back to the primary doctor to get a referral to the specialist.

I could just go to Home Depot and get a power sander. That would get rid of the itchy stuff. It would get rid of a few layers of skin but skin does grow back.

A blog entry about my skin problems. Oh boy, my life is ever so interesting.

WASABI!

Recipe Cards from the 1971 Betty Crocker Library.

This is my latest longer term humor project.

WASABI!

Ten reasons to become a Unitarian-Universalist (no particular order):

1. No Lent
2. Everyone is saved
3. Good coffee and conversation
4. Process theology: a theology for the long-winded
5. Old people that maintain their vitality
6. Fire! Fire! Fire!
7. A place where Baptists and Buddhists intersect
8. Holy cow! Most of these religions believe pretty much the same things
9. Get to know the non-bleeding, non-suffering Jesus
10. Nobody is perfect, not even God

That, my friends, is my elevator speech.

WASABI!

Am I A Mutant, or What!: A FoxTrot Collection

What.

This week ran 11 miles, burned 1507.3 calories and weighed 167.3.

The current issue of UU World has an article about blogs. UU's like to blog. I'm a UU and I like to blog. Mainly it is to sharpen my writing skills. I hope to write longer humorous essays. Drivel that cannot be expressed in the single panel comic format. I might write about religion but it is not the primary focus.

Here are some UU blogs:
www.universalistchurch.net/boyinthebands/
www.philocrites.com
andrealernermny.blogspot.com
stepbystep.blogs.com
unitarianuniversalism.org/adventures/
thechrysalis.blogspot.com
matthewgatheringwater.bogspot.com
www.onreligion.com

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I saw footage of Anderson (I need a first name) Cooper's interview with Don King on CNN's Headline News. Don King is supporting George Bush and it very excited about it. The footage made me excited. I got caught up in the emotion.

Don King needs to sell a line of alarm clocks. In the morning it would wake you up with: GO GO GO! WORK WORK GO GO! YOU ARE THE GREATEST! I LOVE YOU! GO GO GO! YOU ARE GREAT, GREAT, GREAT!!!!! GO!

That was the gist of Don King's endorsement of George Bush and his feelings toward Anderson (I should really invest in a first name) Cooper's interviewing abilities.

No, I don't take Anderson (Somebody give me a first name) Cooper seriously as a journalist. I suspect, Anderson (Insert first name joke here) Cooper doesn't either.

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Daisy and Rusty went to the park yesterday and Harley was selling sausages for charity.

WASABI!