will brady's ruminations
Brittlactica: A Planet in Need
This must be seen to be believed. There is now incontrovertable proof that there is life on other planets; humanoid life, at that. Unlike the blank cypher portrayed by David Bowie in The Man who Fell to Earth
the citizenry are perhaps better known, even if we remain unaware of their presence among us.
They are desperate for certain of the resources our planet has and takes no mind to, except when considering that the cost of the life-enriching elixer
coveted by Brittalica's populace costs around $3.50/USD per gallon. Pretty cheap by comparison.
Clearly, from this astounding expose
, it leaves no doubt that our planet has been visited by extra-terrestrial beings
. [Makes me wonder just exactly ths Bushco Regime is doing about this threat.
I would venture to guess, clearly NOTHING! They probably can't figue out how to get Halliburton
to profit from the endeavor; Though I suspect that is only a matter of time
before they figure out how to scam the populace on the matter.]
What, you ask dear reader is at stake here? Well, nothing less than the possibility of a race of desperate [albethey possibly otherwise quite benign] race of beings with superior space travel technology and [probably] grossly superior military weaponry who would come to the planet, plunder it for possession of probably the entire bovine population so they can use them for their survival, not ours.
Since, according to documents somehow purloined from the Brittlactican's own extraplanetary media [probably thanks to some dissident political group] we can safely surmise that these aliens would be immune from the germs that saved us from the Martian Invasion of Earth in 1938
[as courageously documented at the time by Orson Welles and the news team from Mercury World News, only to be later re-invented by Earth's Macheavellian leaders as a "hoax", to soothe the masses] so we cannot pray that the Divine Spirit will so intervene in this situation. The two data chips liberated from the Brittlactian
oligharcic leaders, that have documented the occasional [and possibly inadvertent] interactions between we relatively helpless humans and Brittlactican alien experimenters
also provide evidence that we are most certainly scared shitless of these beings. Probably rightfully so.
Now, maybe, just maybe Brittlacticans
are still not immune from Bovine Spongiform Encephalopathy (BSE)
[you know, Mad Cow Disease] and maybe, if they have been ignorant of the discussions and trade tensions between Terran nations about this, maybe we could make sure that a goodly number of infected Elsies
are intentionally included in herds that this alien race has already abducted from this planet
and shall continued so to do in the foreseeable future. We cannot be assured that our race shall be protected from this.
I remain troubled that there is only one public interest group
attempting to warn us about this. Where are our government leaders? What shall we do? Woe is me! It does allear that, at long last, the sky is actually falling, and we are doing nothing about it.
More to come on this but don't expect to hear about it from Fox News
Labels: humor, space exploration
Thought folks might appreciate this bit of news [was in the Wall Street Journal] Thursday March 23, 4:38 PM ESTWASHINGTON - (Dow Jones)- A Food and Drug Administration panel rejected a proposed drug by Cephalon Inc. (CEPH) to treat children and adolescents with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder on concerns the drug might be linked to a potentially fatal skin condition.
The outside panel of medical experts said that while it believed the drug would be effective at treating ADHD, it simply didn't have enough data on whether the drug could cause Steven Johnson's Syndrome, a severe skin rash that can be fatal.
The proposed drug, Sparlon, is already on the market and is sold at a lower dose to treat sleep disorders under the brand name Provigil.
The panel voted 12 to 1 against the drug as a treatment for ADHD in children and adolescents. The panel suggested Cephalon (CEPH), based in Frazer, Pa., conduct additional studies of the drug to see if any new cases of Steven Johnson's Syndrome or SJS occur.
THANKS TO: Stefan Kruszewski |
Labels: drug wars, FDA
Do you regret that you are not organized enough? mc.clintock.com has paved the way to being complete organized
The site's author can speak best about the degree of obsessive detail which comprises the site:
mc.clintock.com was originally developed as a way to test Apache configurations.
But it also comes down to an appreciation for documentation and lists, as well as a keen appreciation for the absurd aspect of "revealing" the contents of my home to the entire world. There isn't much in my house that isn't also in everyone else's house, and precious little that's not visible to the casual visitor, but almost everyone I've spoken to sees this project as either an incredible intrusion, or as an invitation to be robbed.
Everything from collections of miniature tools [some of which actually work
] to the contents of the refrigerator and the underwear drawer are carefully catalogued for the inquisitive viewer to behold. More work that I would want to take up and do, but you've got to admire Mr. McClintock's tenacity.
I also admire the site for the pure clean design of it. And... you can get gift items
depicting the site's contents, if you'd like to.
Labels: collections, design, distractions
. It must be. Why all the rainbow coloration? In Vernon, Connecticut. Now for all those fundie bowlers out there, don't send me hate mail on this. If you do it shall be cheerfully deleted.
EXPERIMENT: I uploaded this picture directly using Blogger's upload feature. Not sure I'll use it often as I lack control over size of the image. Seems that the code Blogger provides doesn't easily translate into standard html.
Labels: distractions, local scenery
Louis Lapham write on why we should impeach this turkey
. And for those who don't have a clue as to what "high crimes" and "misdemeanors" means as it relates to ousting this guy ...and his whole regime, I say... I'm not even going to try to explain it for just to ask such a question indicates a degree of cluelessness that I have difficulty understanding.
Maybe another look see at the Manchurian Candidate
would help, though I can't imagine the North Koreans collectively brainwashing an entire segment of the nation. I'd put it to the Reaganesque dumbing down of education.
In my opinion, impeachment is too tame. The whole lot of them should be tried for treason, but that's another story
travel | out of the way places
Came across these while surfing. Credit really ought to go to "Cactus Jim" [for the info] and "Magic if you Will" [who took the pictures]
There are two main roads linking Oatman to State Highway 95. One is paved and the other is a dirt road leading to Bullhead City about 25 miles away. The dirt road is said to be in fairly good condition and is certainly a pleasurable egress from Oatman.
Oatman began about 90 years ago as a mining tent camp and quickly became a flourishing gold-mining center. In 1915, two miners struck a $10 million gold find, and within a year, the town's population grew to more than 3,500.
But both the population and mining booms were short-lived. In 1921, a fire burned down many of the smaller shacks in town, and three years later, the main mining company, United Eastern Mines, shut down operations for good. Oatman survived by catering to travelers on old U.S. Route 66. But in the 1960s, when the route became what is now Interstate 40, Oatman almost died.
our surrealist society
I must be losing something in the translation, but none of my Bibles have the Prince of Peace espousing body slamming, choke holds and clotheslines as proper avenues of evangelism. Not even in the writings of Apostle Paul [who, in my mind was the most aggressive of the early disciples] can provide me a hook to connect this to. Maybe it's kind of like the Crusaders
, if they don't convert, pummel the crap out of them, steal their riches in the Name of God.
Weirder still, this site is not the only "Born Again" stomper site. There's also the Ultimate Christian Wrestling
, itself an adjunct to Harvest Church in Atherns, GA, which describes itself as a "...Spirit-filled fellowship where everyone is welcome...
" Of course, Harvest Church also has a "Motorcycle Ministry", though it's not clear what that's all about either, that approach seems well, more travel based
Having so pointedly commented on this [in my mind] abberation I must confess to finding fondness for the wrestlers modest Christian Garb
[go check out those cod pieces].
Labels: distractions, humor, social comment
I'm trying something new with my public writing
. After taking a look what I've been posting here I see that much of what I write about, while based on personal experiences and situations, is not, in and of itself, personal. Over time, some regular readers have asked why is this. Tell the truth, that's just the way it is.
But the personal often impacts on what I write; indeed, it can have a direct bearing on the content from day to day. So I'm going to give a go at writing more personally [which is not to say the content will be intimate, I'm just not so inclined to share everything
Rather than muddy the philosophical waters, so to speak, I chose LiveJournal to host this other side of my persona, mostly because the material I've scanned on other LoveJournal denizens tends to be more of a personal approach than many I've perused at Blogger. That, and it provides a distinction between the two. You can find this component of my wanderings at Rondacker's LiveJournal Diary
. I've already added a link on the right in "My Websites".
For those of you who have been stopping by for years, don't be surprised to see archival entries to provide a context and give new viewers a better sense of my values and who I am.
Labels: rondacker's livejournal site
: Adirondack.Booze of Choice
: Jagermeister + 20 ouncer of Steel ReserveChore I Hate
: Cleaning the Litter Box + anything involving mathDog or Cat
: 4 1/2 cats [one lives outdoors but expects to be fed when we feed the others]Essential electronics
: computer, portable CD playerFavorite perfume
: things with a faint lemony smell but in truth, I prefer smelling as sweat glands the Great Spirit provided me get me to smellGold or silver
: Moodus, ConnecticutInsomnia
: I typically sleep about 5-6 hours each day, but not all at onceJob title
: Human Rights OfficerKids
: One, who has grown up and has one of his ownLiving arrangement
: Live in a 1,600 sq ft house with my legally "civil unioned" partner on about 2/3 of an acre of land, but adjacent to about 100 acres of undeveloped wood and meadowlandMost admired trait
: Intelligence, CreativityNumber of sexual partners
: Hmmm. I'd better leave this one alone.Overnight hospital stays
: Two [both about a week] unless you include a couple of childhood institutional stays, then those would be 2 years and 7 months, respectivelyPhobia
: Not certain I have any. Do intense dislikes count?Quote
: We live in very stupid times
~ Ortega y GassetReligion
: Buddhist [sort of]; spiritual beliefs formed from hanging around with some St Regis Reservation Mohawks for many years Siblings
: 1 brother; 1 sisterTime I wake up
: Around 6 amUnusual talent or skill
: watercoloring, sketching, negotiatingVegetable I refuse to eat
: Brussel SproutsWorst Habit
: Chest, which resulted in discovery of paresophogeal herniaYummy foods I make
: Pasta sauces from scratchZodiac Sign
how green is my karma?
|You Are Grass Green|
Down to earth and a bit of a hippie, you are very into nature and the outdoors.
You accept the world and people as they are. You don't try to change things.
You are also very comfortable with yourself, flaws and all.
Optimistic about the future, you feel like life is always getting better.