Saturday, May 28, 2011
Friday, May 13, 2011
HOW TO BE A GENIUS IN 4 LESSONS
Ignore that crap.
1. Never grab the pointy end of a soldering iron.
2. Use pliers to hold a nail you're driving with a hammer.
3. If you have to lift a heavy item, get someone else to do it.
4. Always make sure your keys are in your pocket before you lock a door behind you.
5. When you're in the dark you can use your cell phone for a flashlight.
Monday, May 9, 2011
We All Have Our Own Happinesses
I thought I may as well get a record of this in.
Yesterday (Sunday 5/8/11) I had a petit-mal seizure. Somewhat Unique this time. Mom was in the kitchen working. I had the deja-vu aura and smelled the rotten turkey. As soon as I realized I was auraing I yelled out "Deja-vu" followed by "I smell rotten turkey. I waited a couple of minutes and when nothing happened I thought I got away without a seizure.
What I didn't know was that mom had been sitting with me, holding my hand, waiting for me to go Grand-Mal. I just happened to wake up while she was back in the kitchen for a minute. I had no idea I was gone.
I guess that's about as good as it gets.
Yesterday (Sunday 5/8/11) I had a petit-mal seizure. Somewhat Unique this time. Mom was in the kitchen working. I had the deja-vu aura and smelled the rotten turkey. As soon as I realized I was auraing I yelled out "Deja-vu" followed by "I smell rotten turkey. I waited a couple of minutes and when nothing happened I thought I got away without a seizure.
What I didn't know was that mom had been sitting with me, holding my hand, waiting for me to go Grand-Mal. I just happened to wake up while she was back in the kitchen for a minute. I had no idea I was gone.
I guess that's about as good as it gets.
Monday, May 2, 2011
What Are We?
Last night Osama Bin Laden was killed. The SEALS took him and his son and a couple of other people out in a nighttime fastrope strike. He (OBL) chose death rather than surrender. I approve.
What I don't like was the pictures of people dancing in the streets of Times Square. At this point I have to wonder about what we've become. I remember the people of Rome screaming in joy as the leopards tore the people on the floor of the Colosseum to pieces. Are we the new Romans? I pray not.
What I don't like was the pictures of people dancing in the streets of Times Square. At this point I have to wonder about what we've become. I remember the people of Rome screaming in joy as the leopards tore the people on the floor of the Colosseum to pieces. Are we the new Romans? I pray not.
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