Research into the Darkness before the Dawn:
Thought for the Day:
I can win an argument on any topic, against any opponent. People know this, and steer clear of me at parties. Often, as a sign of their great respect, they don't even invite me.
Dave Barry
(Everyday is Valentines Day for JQP!)
On Today:
I am once again going to work without any pain killers, two days in a row. As a result, I close my office door and put a note on it saying I am out of the office. I have been told by my colleagues that I don’t play well when I am in pain. I have some research I need to pull off for several projects I am working on and a couple plans to develop. The torn nerves in my neck and the pain from the dead mans knee are serving to keep me focused this day.
Tonight, after work I plan on dosing up and trying to go for a walk with my flower and the hounds, after which I will cook my all time favorite comfort food, pork chops and pork chop gravy on white bread with greens. I finished one book last night and have started another, I am currently reading recently retired general’s works, to try to get a handle on how the command decisions have been and are being made in this cluster-fuck they have going on.
Questions I ask myself at 3:15am Wednesday morning:
(Using the adage “A life un-examined is a life unlived I decided to keep track of the questions I ask myself.)
Why are there so many bloggers from Indiana and Canada.
Who knew we where so cool?
Why is it the most likely to be abused by those in power, often support it the most?
Why it is racial comments are on an up-swing, and/or more out in the open?
Why is it, that by cutting spending in half, I am still not ahead?
Why do I believe in people so easily?
Why do I wonder if people I have known think of me as much as I think of them?
Why is Swiss cheese so good?
Why do pain pills decrease my libido, but don’t allow me a restful sleep?
Why is it when your not horny, you can count on your partner being so?
Why is it no matter what you say some people can not hear you?
Why do I have such a hard time around rich people?
Why do I seem to be one with unusual people and/or events?
Why do others say I exhibit thrill seeking behavior?
Why is Portugal so underrated?
Why do people say I am intimidating?
Why do I enjoy teaching people new ways to process things?
Why is there more man in church than God?
Why is it easier in or society to hate than to love?
Why do I display such an intense animal sexuality?
Why are there so many good subjects and so few good authors?
Why don’t people read poems anymore?
Why is Jazz from 1950 to 1965 so damn good?
How the hell did I not end up in prison?
Why don’t most people see the difference between erotic and kinky?
Why don’t we teach children how to debate anymore, now we just shout others down?
Why do we turn a blind-eye to corruption?
Why do I do a job that eats my soul?
Why do most models of illegal drug distribution follow the Amway model?
Why are most people afraid of being alone?
Why do I feel like a dumb ass most of the time?
Why do I read 6 newspapers a day?
Why did Ghana turn down my request for political asylum?
Why am I friends with so many cops and criminals?
Why do I bore easily?
Why is it easier for someone to tell you 10 things bad about themselves, than 5 good things about themselves?
Why do I loath trust-fund hippy-tree-huggers?
Why did I give up internet porn?
Why do women have more hang-ups with their bodies than I do?
Why are the French so damn neat?
Why do I love hot peppers and pickled farm produce?
Why can’t I always get what I want?
Why am I such a damn good public speaker?
Why sometimes do I find I get what I need?
Why is NPR like a drug to me, but I don’t contribute?
Why do I wonder about peoples sexual habits?
Why do I wonder how many people have had sexual thoughts about me?
Why am I never on Jeopardy?
Why am I contemptful of Ivy League/Military Academy graduates?
Why are hairy armpits a turn on for me?
Why don’t more people read?
How did a white trash boy like me end up here?
Why in the fuck do you people read this drivel?
Todays Bill:
"O happy dagger!
This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die."
From Romeo and Juliet (V, iii, 169-170)
Quote for the Day:
Cynics regarded everybody as equally corrupt... Idealists regarded everybody as equally corrupt, except themselves.
Robert Anton Wilson
I remain, the busy beaver, building dams for your regrets:
JQP esq.
I can win an argument on any topic, against any opponent. People know this, and steer clear of me at parties. Often, as a sign of their great respect, they don't even invite me.
Dave Barry
(Everyday is Valentines Day for JQP!)
On Today:
I am once again going to work without any pain killers, two days in a row. As a result, I close my office door and put a note on it saying I am out of the office. I have been told by my colleagues that I don’t play well when I am in pain. I have some research I need to pull off for several projects I am working on and a couple plans to develop. The torn nerves in my neck and the pain from the dead mans knee are serving to keep me focused this day.
Tonight, after work I plan on dosing up and trying to go for a walk with my flower and the hounds, after which I will cook my all time favorite comfort food, pork chops and pork chop gravy on white bread with greens. I finished one book last night and have started another, I am currently reading recently retired general’s works, to try to get a handle on how the command decisions have been and are being made in this cluster-fuck they have going on.
Questions I ask myself at 3:15am Wednesday morning:
(Using the adage “A life un-examined is a life unlived I decided to keep track of the questions I ask myself.)
Why are there so many bloggers from Indiana and Canada.
Who knew we where so cool?
Why is it the most likely to be abused by those in power, often support it the most?
Why it is racial comments are on an up-swing, and/or more out in the open?
Why is it, that by cutting spending in half, I am still not ahead?
Why do I believe in people so easily?
Why do I wonder if people I have known think of me as much as I think of them?
Why is Swiss cheese so good?
Why do pain pills decrease my libido, but don’t allow me a restful sleep?
Why is it when your not horny, you can count on your partner being so?
Why is it no matter what you say some people can not hear you?
Why do I have such a hard time around rich people?
Why do I seem to be one with unusual people and/or events?
Why do others say I exhibit thrill seeking behavior?
Why is Portugal so underrated?
Why do people say I am intimidating?
Why do I enjoy teaching people new ways to process things?
Why is there more man in church than God?
Why is it easier in or society to hate than to love?
Why do I display such an intense animal sexuality?
Why are there so many good subjects and so few good authors?
Why don’t people read poems anymore?
Why is Jazz from 1950 to 1965 so damn good?
How the hell did I not end up in prison?
Why don’t most people see the difference between erotic and kinky?
Why don’t we teach children how to debate anymore, now we just shout others down?
Why do we turn a blind-eye to corruption?
Why do I do a job that eats my soul?
Why do most models of illegal drug distribution follow the Amway model?
Why are most people afraid of being alone?
Why do I feel like a dumb ass most of the time?
Why do I read 6 newspapers a day?
Why did Ghana turn down my request for political asylum?
Why am I friends with so many cops and criminals?
Why do I bore easily?
Why is it easier for someone to tell you 10 things bad about themselves, than 5 good things about themselves?
Why do I loath trust-fund hippy-tree-huggers?
Why did I give up internet porn?
Why do women have more hang-ups with their bodies than I do?
Why are the French so damn neat?
Why do I love hot peppers and pickled farm produce?
Why can’t I always get what I want?
Why am I such a damn good public speaker?
Why sometimes do I find I get what I need?
Why is NPR like a drug to me, but I don’t contribute?
Why do I wonder about peoples sexual habits?
Why do I wonder how many people have had sexual thoughts about me?
Why am I never on Jeopardy?
Why am I contemptful of Ivy League/Military Academy graduates?
Why are hairy armpits a turn on for me?
Why don’t more people read?
How did a white trash boy like me end up here?
Why in the fuck do you people read this drivel?
Todays Bill:
"O happy dagger!
This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die."
From Romeo and Juliet (V, iii, 169-170)
Quote for the Day:
Cynics regarded everybody as equally corrupt... Idealists regarded everybody as equally corrupt, except themselves.
Robert Anton Wilson
I remain, the busy beaver, building dams for your regrets:
JQP esq.
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