parle vu frappe?

Did you ever have the feeling you needed something but didn't have a clue what it was?  I'm talking about that hunger for a particular taste that totally escapes your appetite memory banks.  You head for the kitchen to forage.  Is it a salad?  Ice cream?  Pizza?  Big Mac?  Beans and rice?  Damn, the list is endless and after trying everything you realize nothing on hand is what your appetite wants.  It's like trying to remember the name of your third grade teacher.  It's on the tip of your mind but you just can't seem to grab hold of it.  Thoughts of Wendy's, Long John Silver's, and Vesuvio's pizza run through your mind as you discard each of their menu selections as not quite what your body craves.  You go back to the basics and ask yourself if you want something wet or salty or sweet or pungent or sour and you dismiss them all as not quite right.

Your choices are clear.  1. You can eat everything and feel full but not fulfilled or, 2. you can continue to go through your appetite repertoire in an endless roster of everything you ever tasted since childhood from your first sip of cold coffee to the fruit cup you had after dinner last night.

You remember the last time you chose number 1.  You probably pigged out on cold lasagna and Hershey bars topped with Ready Whip.  The leftover fried squash didn't do it for you so you moved on to potato chips and mustard, only to realize these vial concoctions just don't ring any bells.  As you lay on the floor, ankle deep in detritus from canned cream corn and empty pop tart wrappers, your underwear-clad body in a fetal position with a coke in one hand and a wedge of cabbage in the other, you realize the craving is still there and you have no more room in your distended stomach for one more pirogi with sour cream.

Let's not go there again.

My search took me down the road where the stench of over-cooked McDonalds, Taco Bell, and Burger King pseudo-meat is wafting through the air.  I stared dreamily at the golden arches as if a frappe was the answer.  No such luck.

In a state of half-dead starvation I wandered down the grocery isles in a drunkards walk of appetite unfulfillment.  Staring at housewives shopping carts and crashing into day old bread racks, I noticed what looked like a baguette and then it came to me like an angelic blast.  I grabbed the baguette and headed to the specialty cheese section and frantically searched for the brie.

On the way home I glanced at the bread and cheese on the passenger seat and wondered if I had enough butter.  No time for second guessing.  I'm on a mission.

Once home, I got out my best steak knife and sliced that bread from stem to stern, opened it, slathered soft butter on both sides, and stuffed that sucker with thick slices of brie and took a bite.

All I can say after that is, thank God for the French.

orgonite octahedron

With the outstanding success of Jupiter 2 and the caduceus field generator, I wondered how cascading densities would affect a passive, orgonite octahedron, so I got a brand new can of 3M resin and some metal and got busy.

The pic to the left is an inner pyramid made of extra high density orgonite material with a large citrine crystal in the center.  The larger pyramid consists of medium density orgonite with a crystal at each point.

On its own, extra high density orgonite won't do anything unless it's stimulated in some way, and sometimes even frequency won't get it to run, like the caduceus field generator before the tiles.  
(That's the main reason I like powered devices so much... they really kick ass when you turn them on.)

Then there's the medium density stuff that just happily hums along transmuting DOR to POR, as any orgone experimenter will gladly concur.  This is the mixture TBs and HHGs are made of that orgone warriors all over the world have been launching at cell phone towers, HAARP facilities, polluted waters, Dick Cheney's house and every other place that has concentrated bad vibes.  A few negative strongholds are yet to be gifted (and I do mean yet) such as The White House, The Fed, FDA headquarters, and some of the Rockefeller compounds, which explains something about our downhill slide into oblivion... but I digress.

Anyway... Since medium density orgonite operates all by itself without any need for stimulation, it should be enough to activate this inner core of extra high density stuff.

The completed unit has six quarts crystals, one at each point, and an inner core with a citrine at the center to keep the other crystals fresh.  You'd think that would be enough for anyone, right?  Well, not for me.  Last night I set it over Jupiter 2, fired it up, and charged it over night.  Surprisingly, it's still tingling after twelve hours in a passive mode.

The question is, how long will this unit continue to operate at this level?

I'll keep ya posted. 

caduceus orgone field generator

A while back I made a torus using only sub-micron metal particles, resin, and a large, caduceus mobius coil in the center.  The idea, at the time, was extremely dense orgonite might severely kick ass if a caduceus mobius was involved.

Sadly, the damned thing didn't work, no matter what I did, and it sat on the bench back burner for months.

I discovered fresh orgonite tiles made with the clear resin I've been using is just pliable enough to bend around an object like this caduceus field generator.  After a few hours it sets up hard as a rock but the curing time is slow enough that you can work with this stuff.  During this curing time, you can cut it with a knife and shape it without too much trouble.

Needless to say, the outside medium density tiles make all the difference and powered up this thing rocks!  The energy this unit puts out is most impressive, especially since I forgot to include a core device for the unit to work on.  Throw in a crystal and this thing is extreme!  I mean huge amounts of pinpoint laser energy with a crystal amplifier extreme.  

Since these densities aren't cast with the material, and can be removed, I can clearly prove the effectiveness of cascading densities in a powered unit without having to build one from scratch.  Increasing the power is as easy as adding another layer of tiles.  Theoretically, the medium density orgonite should work in a passive mode well enough to power the inner torus without any frequency at all.

It looks like I'll be busy on this for a few days.

orgone tiles

The question is... how do you encase a crystal in orgonite without making it a permanent part of the piece?

The inner crystal needs to be compressed to work properly, and the orgonite does that rather well by compressing the crystal while it cures.  Since compression is key, I thought about making orgonite tiles to fit around the crystal and compressing them with a coil, then fitting a toroid mobius around the whole thing.  It occurred to me that using the mobius for compression would eliminate a step so I settled on a caduceus for the mobius.

I started out by making a tile from powdered metals and clear resin and slicing it into six equal pieces.  Since every quartz crystal has six sides, the tiles fit perfectly and made a most excellent compression on the crystal.

Orgonite tiles, made in this fashion, opens a whole world of uses from orgonite cocktail coasters to your own personal orgonite shower stall.  Now THAT sounds like an interesting idea.  An orgone accumulator-like chamber you use every day for 20 minutes, plus you have that water thing going.

I wonder if I can make a light weight, portable unit?   

rocky horror

I just saw The Rocky Horror Picture Show... for the thousanth time... and I came to the conclusion the human race is about as important as a stream of urine in a toilet bowl.

I knew there was a reason I hated that movie as much as I loved it.

atheist comedy family values

veggies gone wild

It's hard to believe I've been pulling this amount of stuff out of the garden nearly every day for a month.  Each day I go to the garden, just to check how it's doing, and find stuff that needs picking. 

The heat wave that hit us for the past few weeks wrecked havoc and I thought I'd lose just about everything from the blistering heat and sun but these plants just keep coming back, producing like it's going out of style.
That gully washer we got the other day, literally, pulled the pepper plants out by the roots but this morning they look better than ever.

The zucchini on the left is typical and I'm starting to run out of ideas as to what to do with them so some of the girls at work made me an offer I can't refuse.  I supply them with zucchini and they bring me what they made.  Stuff like zucchini bread, zucchini quiche, zucchini sauteed in brown sugar and honey...   Not a bad deal, especially since I don't have to heat up my house cooking all that stuff.

Ok, so the plum trees aren't producing and the pickle tree is almost toast from all that sun and heat, the strawberries are still going strong.  At this rate I might have to add another hanging basket for the runners.

The big mystery is the melon patch.  Some of the watermelons are visible but the cantaloupe and honeydews have so much foliage it's impossible to see what's underneith without stepping on the plants.  It's hard to believe two months ago frost was killing all the plants.
Crazy world, aint it?
 
Mental note...  Next time I'll use a trellis.

is there a market for these shirts?

I don't know why I find this pic so amusing.

I'd love to know the story behind it.

jupiter 2-2

This may look like a rather yummy bunt cake but this thing of beauty is the new and improved Jupiter 2 from the previous post.  I'm sticking with Jupiter 2 rather than the suggested name of Jupiter tutu.  The original Jupiter 2 is the space craft the Robinson family motored around the cosmos in to get lost in space.  Jupiter tutu sounds like something a transvestite ballerina might wear.

At any rate, I gave this unit an additional casting to make both sides equal, and then topped it off with a thin layer of clear resin and powdered selenite, making it look like gooey, sugary icing.  The original central core, although perfect for the cascading orb, wasn't the correct density for this unit so I had to create a new one with the same density as the toroid center of the main unit.

The idea is to create an energy field much stronger than ordinary orgonite and many times more potent than the same design without a torus shape.  Add a powered mobius coil and you'll have one serious, kick ass unit.  I included a central core of the same material the inner torus is made of with an embedded DT quartz.  The top orb widens the dispersal pattern, making it possible to feel this succor a good 30 feet away.  There's no exaggeration here.   The horizontal energy this thing put out went through three walls, one with aluminum siding, and still left our skin tingling.  Unknown what it's vertical range is but I'll bet the birds feel it, as well as that airplane that kept circling the house for 2 hrs this afternoon.

Clearly, further testing needs to be done.  In the meantime, I'll sleep on this succor and see what happens on the 4th.

jupiter 2

Remember the ring generator I made last week?  That was only half of the project I've been working on.  Yesterday I finished the thing that encases the ring generator, for lack of a better term.

If I may use a metaphor, this huge chunk of orgonite is like a bunt cake, where the creamy custard center is an extremely dense mixture of resin and sub-micron sized metals surrounding 100 feet of mobius coil.  The medium density orgonite surrounding this is like the fluffy cake part of the bunt cake, only this bunt cake weighs about 15 lbs, not including the central core.

When Orgone Matrix Material of very high density is cast into a ring or torus shape, it becomes more active even without external stimulation than if cast in a disk of the same diameter and thickness. When the cascading density concept is applied to the shape of the torus, the effects can be quite dramatic. If the cascading density layers are arranged like three concentric pipes made of orgone matrix material, with the highest density at the center, then each layer acts to amplify the one next to it. We get a field with logarithmic gain in Scalar charge density as we approach the center of the torus.

In this case, the center of the torus is a hollow shaft with a removable cylinder of medium density orgonite embedding a wire wrapped double terminated crystal.  The orb defines the energy field pattern emitted through the top.  In this design, it broadcasts the energy in a very wide field, out and above the unit.

I can't stress enough how these cascading densities make this unit kick some serious ass.  After pumping some frequencies through the mobius, you can definitely feel the energy field filling up the room.  There's a distinct energy outline you can feel that doesn't seem to have a top limit.  It starts at the top of the disk and forms an energy field the size of a beach ball that just keeps spreading wider, taller, and stronger with no sign of degradation... so far.  In a word, this device is extreme!

The frequencies I've been using for these experiments are designed for tuning the 7 specific chakras from the root to the crown from 261Hz to 493Hz.  These frequencies are pumped through the unit so it's not the sound to my ears that does the work, because these units don't emit sound, but the amplified essence of these frequencies through the cascading orgonite matrix, broadcasted through the house while I'm deep in alpha sleep.   So far the results are dramatic and I feel my mind, body, and spirit are improving with each nights sleep.

This unit won't be complete until I give it an outer coat of resin and powdered selenite.

I'll keep ya posted.

 

creativity

"To fulfill a dream, to be allowed to sweat over lonely labor, to be given the chance to create, is the meat and potatoes of life.  The money is the gravy.  As everyone else, I love to dunk my crust in it.  But alone, it is not a diet designed to keep body and soul together."
-Bette Davis

10 things you don't need to know about

The mainstream media is running a 24 hour news cycle focusing purely on the BP oil spill.  I find it interesting that there doesn't seem to be any news on the planet other than all that crude in the gulf.

Here are a few news items the mainstream news media feels we don't need to know about.

1. Israeli nuclear submarines positioned close to Iran:

Three German-built Israeli submarines equipped with nuclear cruise missiles are to be deployed in the Gulf near the Iranian coastline.  Israeli subs have visited the Gulf before but the decision has now been taken to ensure a permanent presence of at least one of the vessels.

2. Iran war propaganda:
US intelligence has shown Iran could launch an attack against Europe with “scores or hundreds” of missiles, prompting major changes to US missile defenses, Pentagon chief Robert Gates said on Thursday.
The anti-Iran rhetoric has amplified following the revelation that many Bilderberg members, including Zbigniew Brzezinski, are now in favor of U.S. air strikes on Iran and are “leaning towards war,”.
“Some of them in Europe are saying no we shouldn’t do it but most of them are in favor of American air strikes on Iran,” Bilderberg sluth Jim Tucker relayed from the recent meeting in Spain. “They’re tilting heavily towards green lighting a U.S. attack on Iran.”

3. The continuing economic slide:
The greatest bankster heist in history and the looming greatest depression rumbles on.
Gold has hit record highs as the dollar slumps and the Euro continues to face complete collapse. Unemployment figures in the U.S. are through the roof and U.S. consumer prices posted their largest fall in nearly 1-1/2 years in May.
Rumours in Europe persist regarding an impending bailout for Spain, while Russia says it is ready to found a "new economic world order".


4. FCC ready to restrict the Internet:
The federal government would have “absolute power” to shut down the Internet under the terms of a new US Senate bill being pushed by Joe Lieberman, legislation which would hand President Obama a figurative “kill switch” to seize control of the world wide web in response to a Homeland Security directive.
Lieberman has been pushing for government regulation of the Internet for years under the guise of cybersecurity, but this new bill goes even further in handing emergency powers over to the feds which could be used to silence free speech under the pretext of a national emergency.

5. Obama/Blagojevich story
As the Blagojevich trial continues and important details emerge, linking Obama to possible political corruption, Federal prosecutors are seeking a gag order to keep the ex-Governor and his lawyers from making public comments.

6. UN small arms treaty
Secretary of State Hillary Clinton recently announced that the Obama Administration would be working hand in glove with the U.N. to pass a new “Small Arms Treaty.” 
Congressman Paul Broun characterizes the U.N.’s Small Arms Treaty as “nothing more than a massive, GLOBAL gun control scheme.” The treaty would force national governments to acquiesce to a global gun registry, while strengthening licensing procedures so as to make it almost impossible for a citizen to legally purchase a gun. It would also ban the private sale of semi-automatic weapons and ultimately lead to the confiscation and destruction of all “unauthorized” firearms owned by citizens.

7. Mexicans riot in LA/Land given over to Mexico
Violent scenes following the LA Lakers’ championship-clinching win over the Boston Celtics in the NBA finals saw angry mobs smashing their way through the streets waving Mexican flags as they went.
Meanwhile, a massive stretch of Arizona has become effectively off limits to Americans, Prompting questions over whether the Obama administration is giving a major strip of the south-west back to Mexico.

8. Obama Plans To Sneak Through Carbon Tax By Stealth
President Obama is planning to sneak through his job-killing, economy wrecking carbon tax by stealth according to the Washington Post, by passing a weakened bill and then adding in cap and trade provisions after the heat is off following the November elections.
Described as the “lame duck climate strategy,” Obama is planning to secure enough votes in the Senate to pass a weakened energy bill and then drag out the conference long enough to ensure the stronger provisions contained in the original House version are added “after lawmakers have faced voters in November, thereby cushioning the vote’s political impact.”

9. Afghanistan Mineral Riches Story Is War Propaganda
News that the U.S. has suddenly discovered $1 trillion-worth of mineral deposits in Afghanistan, and descriptions of the bounty as a “game changer” by the corporate media, represent nothing more than crude war propaganda designed to reinvigorate public support for a failing and ever more pointless occupation.

10. Free Speech Gag Bill Moving in House
H.R. 5175, The so-called DISCLOSE Act would severely limit the ability of political groups to communicate to their members and the general public.
Politico reports that, the NRA bargained for an exemption for itself and other large, established groups while trampling the rights of private citizens, new political groups, like Ron Paul’s Campaign for Liberty, and other small organizations.
As John Bresnahan reports, “The proposal would exempt organizations that have more than 1 million members, have been in existence for more than 10 years, have members in all 50 states and raise 15 percent or less of their funds from corporations… The NRA, with 4 million members, will not actively oppose the DISCLOSE Act, according to Democratic sources.”

So, ya think the Florida beaches will be cleaned up by Labor Day?

friday morning 6:15 am

We all have these little science projects going in our refrigerators but seldom do we do anything with them other than filling our garbage cans once in a while.
 
This specimen used to be a rancid, multi-colored lump of rotting vegetation under the condiment shelf in the fridge.  Rather than toss it, the thought occurred to me to plant it and see what happens.

I'm not quite sure what to make of it but I intend to let it go and see what develops.

I should point out that since this monster's resurrection it's been sitting next to my orgone sky cleaner along with a few other plants like the hanging zucchini and strawberry plants that happen to be spreading like crabgrass across the porch beam.

I wonder if the orgonite I keep in the fridge has anything to do with this specimen lasting since fall?  

I was working in the lab late last night

The last unit didn't seem strong enough to suit me so I set out to modify it's design.  Rather than a central core of extremely high density material with a hollow shaft running through it I decided I needed a central core more like a large bagel surrounded by less dense orgonite.

Searching for the proper mold for this project wasn't as easy as it seems.  Where can you find a mold that closely resembles an over-sized bagel?  It got to the point where I was eying up the bagels in Walmart, thinking I could coat one with polyurethane to make a plaster mold.  After making a suitable clay mold I discovered the perfect mold was the plastic housing the weed wacker string comes in.
 
Long story short, I made the inner ring and was contemplating what to use for an outer mold when I thought it might be a good idea to see how this thing works.

I hooked up the inner mobius to the amplified frequencies, inserted an orgonite ball, and felt this unit sing.  Only half way complete and it's already many times more effective than the last unit with twice the range.  Assisting me in this project, The Canuck chimed in with, "Put it under water.  Let's see if it makes waves, eh?"  Hmmmm...  not a bad idea, so I soldered a couple water proof extensions and dropped it in a large pyrex bowl full of water with the expectation of seeing the energy creating patterns on the surface.  Yeah, there were some rhythmic ripples but that was nothing compared to the totally unexpected rush of energy emanating from this bowl.  On it's own, this unit puts out some good, raw energy but immersed in water seems to take the edge off it while increasing the flow.  You can feel the energy field around it, like the flame on a candle, with no loss of power as high as I could reach.  This set The Canuck to tingling.

I left the ring on and spent the night laughing in my sleep.

Sweet dreams, indeed.

 

you go, ted

"The one absolutely certain way of bringing this nation to ruin, or preventing all possibility of its continuing as a nation at all, would be to permit it to become a tangle of squabbling nationalities."

Theodore Roosevelt

spiritual alignment... $49.99

The thought came to me that if I made a multi-layered field generator with a hollow one inch diameter shaft through the center I could possibly ramp up the power.

This unit has a central core of resin and sub-micron metals housing a mobius coil surrounded by an orb of MHD orgonite.  The cylinder to the left is the MHD central core with a coiled DT crystal.  The medium high density and extra high density layers make this unit, theoretically, really kick ass.  The small orb on top is the perfect shape for broadcasting the energy in the widest possible field.

I was somewhat disappointed when I hooked up the zapper.  I guess I was expecting blue lightning bolts zapping the room like a tesla coil on orgone steroids but all I got was a slight tingling sensation when holding my hand over it.  What I needed was more power, or at least, a different kind of power.

I've been playing with Solfeggio tones for awhile and considered these tones as a good replacement for the standard alpha wave frequencies produced from my frequency generator.  I needed more sharps and flats and perhaps frequency layers might bring some life to this unit.  I decided on the specific seven frequencies designed for chakra alignment beginning with 493Hz for the crown chakra and ending with 261Hz for the root.  I downloaded an hours worth of these frequencies into an MP3 player hooked into the amp with a speaker wire connected to the internal mobius.  The effects were rather impressive.

I set the unit up directly under the master bedroom, fired up the tunes, and let the frequencies run all night as it affected my dreams.  The effect was nothing less than amazing.  For five days I've been sleeping like a baby, waking up easily, high energy throughout the day, better memory, better focus, better drive, and I feel as if I'm being "tuned up" from the inside out.  I feel calmer, less irritated, less stressed out, more balanced, experiencing more synchronicities, happier, and content with the world no matter how fucked up it is.  I simply can't be bothered by mundane bullshit anymore... and I like it.
 
Weird science, man.  Don't ya love it?

postal haiku

the flag is half staff

the post office is open

they are hiring

no dualities

"Ultimately there are no dualities - neither black nor white, neither oppressor nor victim.  We are all connected in a journey toward the happiness that is labeled enlightenment."

-His Holiness The Dalai Lama

goin to kansas city

It must be a part of our genetic structure but there's something satisfying about cooking meat over an open fire.  Springtime seems to open our primitive, culinary floodgates with thoughts of different combination's of spices, and new and better ways to prepare mammal flesh enter our consciousness.

There's nothing new about Kansas City Ribs.  They've been around for a long time but I never made em... til yesterday.  All I can say is OH MY GAWD!

A word of warning... If you're of the fast food mindset and want your burgers and dogs the way you want them RIGHT NOW and can't stand the lines at McDonalds because you don't have 5 extra minutes to spare from your busy, drone lives, don't even attempt this.  You don't just throw the meat in the fire and pull it out when the fat turns to charcoal. This is a two-step process that requires a spice rub, sauce, and at least three and a half hours cooking time over low, indirect heat.  I suggest you fire up a second grill for the easy stuff like dogs, steaks, and burgers because this is an all day process and you'll need something to keep up your strength.

If you're interested in the details, let me know and I'll be glad to send you something.

BTW, although it's not needed, I added an ordinary entree fork to this pic to show scale.

Bone Appetite!

zappa haiku

I don't like the way
Life has been abusing me
Just turn on the gas


On her upper lip
Some bovine perspiration
Mental health sister


Sweet Suzie Cream Cheese
Have you gotten your shots, yet?
What's got into ya?

quantum haiku

A tiger ate me
The cat is still in the box
I'll be back right now

it's all true

I was sitting in the sun this morning contemplating whether we actually landed on the moon.  The official story is we did but there's a mountain of evidence we didn't and I was searching for the truth.

And then it dawned on me...  It's all true.

The Copenhagen interpretation of whether light is a particle or a wave threw classical physics out the window.
They set up experiments to show light was a wave with apparatus and mathematics and it proved light was a wave.  They then set up experiments to show light was a particle and had apparatus and mathematics that proved it to be a particle with results to show just that.  This quantum jumping was enough to drive Heisenberg to madness.  The concept that something would change to whatever you're looking for was so totally absurd but so totally correct.

Why couldn't the Copenhagen interpretation be applied to everyday events?  Indeed, why should it be excluded?

The many-worlds interpretation, according to Hugh Everett, loosely states there is a very large, perhaps infinite number of universes, and everything that could possibly have happened in our past, but didn't, has occurred in the past of some other universe or universes, altering the time-line for those universes. 
As far as whether we landed on the moon, it's not just a yes or no answer.  There are many interpretations and all of them are true.

Did we go to the moon?  Yes.
Did we not go to the moon but stage the events because we knew we'd never make it?  Yes.
Did we go to the moon using plundered alien technology?  Yes.
Are aliens on the moon watching us?  Yes.
Do we have a base on the moon?  Yes.
Do aliens have a base on the moon?  Yes.
Is no one on the moon?  Yes.
Is the moon non-existent?  Yes.

Whatever theory we conceive we can find proof to back up our theories because all of these occurrences happened in other worlds, if not our own, and these separate universes are all merging the closer we get to 2012.

Is it any wonder the world is so fucked up?  Look to yourself for the answer because, like it or not, we're all part of the problem AND the solution.

All of a sudden the world isn't so black and white.

don't blame me...

Before the last presidential election people would ask me who I plan to cast my vote for.  Of course, I didn't feel good about either of the ass clowns our two-party system came up with.  I couldn't even decide who could possibly be the lessor of two evils.  Nuke-em-all McCain and Barry I'll-say-anything-you-want-to-hear Obama both made my skin crawl for different reasons and because of this I couldn't morally cast a vote for either of these guys no matter which one was worse than the other.  In my opinion, BOTH were worse than the other and I think the presidential election should have more thought put into it than flipping a coin as to who's going to fuck us over slower.

So, when people asked who I voted for many of them got very indignant.  "You threw your vote away!  You HAVE to vote for one of the 2 guys or your vote won't count!"

Maybe so but doesn't that prove that our elections were rigged from the start?  Just look at the ONLY two guys we could vote for... An old man who would've died in office leaving an Alaskan beauty queen as president or a guy born in Kenya.  A nation of 300,000,000 people and this is the best we could come up with?  I don't know about the rest of you McCain loyalists or Barry Obama assholes but I certainly feel insulted.  It's as if the powers that be sent out the very worst they could think of, knowing we the people would vote for one of them because that's all we've got.

I wonder if it's too early to get out my new bumper sticker?

space invaders

I was running around today taking care of business.  Nothing really noteworthy.  Just the usual hunt for stuff we think we need when we have time to do it.  Today it was gas for the grill, an espresso maker, coffee, and a package waiting for me at the post office.  You know... the usual crap.

As I was getting around in my metal and plastic, fossil fuel consuming conveyance and looked out over a sea of houses, concrete sidewalks, manicured lawns, and people from every walk of life driving around in these tin-can constructs, it dawned on me.

We're not supposed to be here!

We've been in this artificial world for so long we think all this stuff is normal, as if this is the way it's supposed to be.  Now, I'm not advocating giving up air conditioning, central heat, apartment complexes or cars.  Hell, we need all that stuff in order to survive.  Our fragile species can't handle temps lower than 60 degrees or much higher than 90.  That's a 40 degree range we require in order to sustain life.  Sure, we can live in the Arctic or the Sahara but that requires suitable clothing, a decent shelter, a mode of transportation and enough food and water for as long as we're out there... and that's the bare minimum.

It's estimated that 40% of the forested land on this planet cannot sustain human life.  It's too far away from roads and without a road to get us there, we don't go.  Think about this.  When you go on a camping trip do any of you actually just go and leave the car at home?  You need that vehicle to transport all the stuff you need like a tent, food supplies, fluids, cell phones, MP3 players, DVD players, laptops, makeup bag, air-conditioned RV, gas grill, beer, fishing poles, extra clothing, etc.  No other species on this planet needs extra clothing let alone all that other crap.  We can't survive one night without a shelter strong enough to insulate us from everything we went out there for in the first place.  Every year guys gear up, grab a hunting rifle and head to the woods and some never come back because they got lost and died from exposure... and they even dressed for it AND had a meat killing weapon!  Show me one animal dumb enough to do that.

What amazes me is no one seems to realize just how unsuited to this planet we really are.  It's as if it's perfectly normal that we don't have enough body hair to keep us warm, we're incapable of producing our own vitamin C, and we need to invent Gore-tex, buttons, and electric socks to make up for what nature forgot.  Even natural selection has nothing to do with humanity.  We're all a bunch of egotistical freaks who think we're too smart to survive the old fashioned way.  And that brain we're so proud of?  We can only use about 10% of it.  We're the only Earth species that can't use 100% of what we pride ourselves with most.

It's as if we're all Robinson Crusoe aliens from another planet, constructing emergency bio-shelters, environmental life support suits, and machines to rapidly escape dangerous situations because we can't physically take on even the lowest life form.

We should leave now.  This camping trip is over.    

the ross sisters. 1944

obama jokes

The liberals are asking us to give Obama more time. We agree . . . and think 25 to life would be appropriate. Leno 

America needs Obama-Care like Nancy Pelosi needs a Halloween mask. Leno      

Q: Have you heard about McDonald's' new Obama Value Meal?

 A: Order anything you like and the guy behind you has to pay for it. Conan O'Brien

    

Q: What does Barack Obama call lunch with a convicted felon?     

A: A fund raiser. Leno

     

Q: What's the difference between Obama's cabinet and a penitentiary?     

A: One is filled with tax evaders, blackmailers and threats to society. The other is for housing prisoners. Letterman

    

Q: If Nancy Pelosi and Obama were on a boat in the middle of the ocean and it started to sink, who would be saved?     

A:   America !  Fallon 

     

Q: What's the difference between Obama and his dog, Bo?   

A: Bo has papers. Kimmel 

     

Q: What was the most positive result of the "Cash for clunkers" program?     

A: It took 95% of the Obama bumper stickers off the road. Letterman

lies

"I think we are living in a world of lies: lies that don't even know they are lies, because they are the children and grandchildren of lies." ~ Chris Floyd

big balls trail bike ride

harry t

Harry Truman was a different kind of President.  He probably made as many, or more important decisions regarding our nation's history as any of the other 32 Presidents preceding him. However, a measure of his greatness may rest on what he did after he left the White House.

The only asset he had when he died was the house he lived in, which was in Independence, Missouri. His wife had inherited the house from her mother and father and other than their years in the White House, they lived their entire lives there.
When he retired from office in 1952, his income was a U.S. Army pension reported to have been $13,507.72 a year. Congress, noting that he was paying for his stamps and personally licking them, granted him an 'allowance' and, later, a retroactive pension of $25,000 per year.

After President Eisenhower was inaugurated, Harry and Bess drove home to Missouri by themselves. There was no Secret Service following them.
When offered corporate positions at large salaries, he declined, stating, "You don't want me. You want the office of the President, and that doesn't belong to me. It belongs to the American people and it's not for sale."
Good old Harry Truman was correct when he observed, "My choices in life were either to be a piano player in a whore house or a politician. And to tell the truth, there's hardly any difference!
I say dig him up and clone him!

happiness

"If you observe a really happy man, you will find him building a boat, writing a symphony, educating his son, growing double dahlias or looking for dinosaur eggs in the Gobi Desert.  He will not be searching for happiness as if it were a collar button that had rolled under the radiator, striving for it as a goal in itself.  He will have become aware that he is happy in the course of living life twenty-four crowded hours of each day."

-W. Beran Wolfe

Greetings from Ontario

It's the little things that make the difference between the two cultures.
In the United States, we have rum and Dominican cigars.
In Canada, they have Cuban rum and Cuban cigars.
This difference is as black and white as it comes.
The United States is 90 miles from Cuba and we don't have any dealings with them what so ever.
The rest of the world, therefore, has dealings with Cuba.
What pisses me off more than anything, is that I can go anywhere in the world and get something that I can't get 90 miles from my own border, because of some stupid horseshit that happened in the early sixties.

I've just had the opportunity to drink the finest rum in the world and smoke the finest cigar in the world with the finest babe in the world, and it pisses me off that nobody else can have such a luxury because they have to take their shoes off to prove that they're not Al Qaida ( I don't believe Al Qaida exists...don't care if I've spelled it right... it's just a madeup piece of bullshit by the powers that be to create the boogeyman that the homeland security uses to force everybody to tow the line for Big Brother )

All I can say is that Cuban rum is the "tits", baby... in fact it's somewhere around a 38D ... which just happens to be the hooter size of the babe that I just spent 5 days with ! Said babe feels it's her duty and honour to provide me with the finest Cuban rum and Cuban cigars that an Ami could possibly imagine !
One could also point out that Canadian beer is far superior than anything that Anhauser-Busch could ever conceive.

I plan on staying here for the rest of my life !

Close friends and relatives are welcome to visit...
Call first !

a day like rain

I saw a movie the other day called "A day Like Rain" which featured a teenage girl living in California suburbia who devises a metaphysical experiment designed to save the world from what she sees as an impending doom.

In this particular scene, Gena tells her friend Jennifer... 
“There’s no going back.  Everything else has been tried before and we need to do something different.  We have to take this all the way,”

What I find interesting about  the something different Gena talks about is orgonite and the nicest crystals I've ever seen.  Take a look at all that stuff on her table and you'll see an HHG, a bunch or crystals, a few coils, several TB's and a copper piped CB.  It looks like a less-messy version of my own workshop.  The only things missing are giant succor punches and an orgone accumulator.

I don't expect you to go out and see this flick, and if you did you'd most likely get lost in the endless stream of quantum questions answered with more unanswered questions. (most folks are incapable of interpreting plot lines unless it's spelled out to them)
It's like it's obnoxious because it's asking for something.  How can you love something if you don't know what it is?
But in case you have some free time and a little curiosity you can see it here.

not enough to go around?

What you see to the left is a picture of copper at the sub micron level using an electron microscope.
You wouldn't think of metal as a crystalline substance, but there it is.

We were all taught that all the metals on this planet collected at various strata, depending on how heavy it was compared to the substances around it, soon after the Earth cooled. 

As I look at these geometric shapes, Bucky Fuller comes to mind, as well as geodesic domes, soccer balls, pentagons, and crystal gardens.

What also comes to mind is crystals grow and if copper is a crystalline substance then it stands to reason that copper grows, as well.  In other words, it's a renewable substance just like Christmas trees, mold, little green apples, and everything else on this planet.

Is it just me or does anyone else think if copper is a crystalline substance and if all crystalline substances grow, is it likely that other metals could also be renewable resources as well?  It kinda throws the whole scarcity thing right out the window, doesn't it?

Scarcity is the major tool used by the powers that be to ensure the elite 2% of humanity have it all.
The concept goes like this ... If there is not enough to go around, it stands to reason the elite should have the lions share while the masses get to fight over the table scraps.

This concept isn't just wrong, it's inhuman to stifle human growth just because the guys at the top want the whole ball of wax.  We're stuck in this fossil fuel consumption cycle because the Saudis buy the debt we rack up for our endless wars to keep the economy going in an endless downward spiral.  Besides, every single thing on this planet is renewable, including supermarket plastic bags and congressional manure.

Would we really be better off choosing paper over plastic or is it just an illusion? 

hell explained by a chemistry student

The following is an actual question given on University of Arizona chemistry mid term.  

 

The answer by one student was so 'profound' that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well:  

 

Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?  

 

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.  

 One student, however, wrote the following:

 

First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. There fore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today.  

 

Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.
 

This gives two possibilities: 
 

1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose. 
 

2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over. 
 

So which is it? 
 

If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, 'It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you,' and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct..... ...leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a divine being which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting

'Oh my God.'  

 THIS STUDENT RECEIVED AN A+.

fastest production car in the world

The Bugatti Veyron 16.4 is currently the fastest, most powerful, and most expensive street-legal full production car in the world, with a proven top speed of over 400 km/h (407.5 km/h or 253.2 mph), though several faster or more expensive vehicles have been produced on a limited basis.



Given the choice, why would anyone prefer a Mercedes?

$1100 one ounce gold coin for $50

the end of the world

Major Slut Spill

VH1 Reality Show Bus Crashes In California Causing Major Slut Spill

flight 1549 3D reconstruction

we're all white

When I was out with friends last night, I never expected this kind of snow deposit.  The last couple days everyone was talking about how much snow we'll get and if they have enough milk, eggs, and bread to sustain them from the Donner ordeal that awaits them, as if french toast is the survival food of the millennium.

I gotta admit, we got a lot of snow and I didn't even bother trying to dig out.  My driveway is a half mile of snow a foot deep.  Getting out is no problem, thanks to gravity, but getting back up the hill might make me kick myself for even fantasizing about joy riding in this stuff.

I can't complain.  After all, it's February in the great north east and if ya can't deal with a little snow, you're living in the wrong place.
Makes me wish I was snowbound in a Canadian lodge with a beautiful canuck, a warm fireplace, and a cask of wine.  Ah...  winter!  Don't ya love it?

wisdom for the day

When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.

David Bissonette

what have they done to my son?

thank you wwf (not world wrestling federation, either)

I find this poster extremely fascinating.  This is the first official poster I ever saw that proves the WWF, the World Wildlife Federation, a major player in the new world odor elite, acknowledges there actually are such things as planes producing chemtrails specifically to produce artificial clouds.

The translation:


The earth with artificial clouds to cooling, is a solution today would be?

Last week at work I was sitting outside watching planes making chemtrails in the sky in a typical criss-cross pattern, turning a beautiful, blue sky into a grey, ugly mess.  As people walked by I asked them what they thought of the new clouds forming and every one of these people didn't even notice the criss-cross pattern of newly formed chemtrails.  In fact, none of these people even heard of this sort of thing happening.  I then informed them that they can look forward to upper respiratory problems in a week or so, due to these artificial clouds.



Yesterday, a friend of mine claimed she was hacking and coughing for two days and couldn't understand why.  She's a non-smoker and was always in great health.  When I told her about the chemtrails I saw last week she just laughed like it was some kind of joke and covered her mouth to cough.

health care reform. a real solution we can all live with.

I have a solid solution to our health care problem.
Both houses of congress are butting heads about health care reform and can't seem to come to an agreement. The house plan calls for a cost of a trillion dollars and the senate plan costs a couple billion less and Barry O just wants it done. All involved in the decision making agree the insurance companies should remain in place and everyone, except the tax payers, want the tax payers to pay for it. Most tax payers don't want it because they already have insurance if they need it and don't want to pay more and those who don't have insurance don't have it by choice.

As I said, I have a solution.

If the federal government wants us to have health care, no matter what, why don't we have health care based on a model that works?

Congress has an excellent health care system. If they get sick or develop a polyp or need an operation or some kind of transplant or dental work they just go to the health care professional and get it done. They never receive a bill or get turned away and are treated by top notch professionals, experts in their field, the cream of the crop. Why not have a national health care system based on this model?

So, who pays for it?

Simple. The same people who pay for congresses health care bills... The federal government. If the feds insist on this nanny state they're shoving down our throats, let the nanny pay the bills.

Here's a scenario...

You get sick and go to your health care professional and whatever you have or how much it may cost is totally irrelevant. You simply get it fixed and the health care professional sends the bill to the federal government. It doesn't matter HOW it's paid. All that matters is it's paid and that, as we say, is that. If any problems arise, let the hospital deal with it. Let the hospital fight with the insurance companies and the feds but keep us out of the picture. We did our part by getting treated. It's up to someone else to worry about paying the bill.

Does congress worry about who pays for their health insurance? Hell no! In congress they spend money like water. If they can give trillions to any major corporation who asks for it they can surely pay for our drugs and hospital bills. It's chump change for the fed. Compared to the cost for starting a war every two years, health care costs are peanuts.

And while we're on the subject... Why don't we save even more worry and retire with the same system congress has? If you retire from congress you get an annual retirement rate equal to the pay you received as a working congressman for the rest of your life. The only way that pay check changes is when congress votes themselves another raise.

It's useless to expect congress to pay their own medical bills and provide for their own retirement because they have a great plan and won't change it for anything.

For once, I totally agree with congress.

Jesus I will survive

Don't worry. He'll be back.

does size matter?

I recently found out about this parasite that infects amber snails that turns it into a zombie snail by attacking it's central nervous system. This parasite directs the snail to head toward the sunlight and pokes itself through the snails eyestalks, waving like a tasty maggot, so birds can attack and eat it. It lays eggs in the birds digestive tract which are then shit out so snails can eat the droppings and repeat the cycle. It's interesting to note the bird isn't attacking the snail but the maggot look alike parasite inside the eyestalk.

This got me to thinking... Are my own parasites somehow directing my movements like the zombie snail? Is the snail moving into the sunlight to be eaten because it's a zombie taking orders or to commit suicide? If a non-biped, non-humanoid space alien were to make contact would it try to communicate with me or the car I was driving? If the same alien were to make contact would it try to communicate with a hotel or the people inside? Doesn't it make sense that if a real, honest to god, different as all hell, space alien were to pay a visit, wouldn't it try to communicate with my parasites, viruses, bacteria, and other life forms rather than their abode?

From one office building to another, don't you feel just a little insignificant?

a little appreciation, please

"We are told that people stay in love because of chemistry, or because they remain intrigued with each other, because of many kindnesses, because of luck. But part of it has got to be forgiveness and gratefulness."


-Ellen Goodman

ah pook is here

time travel hypothetical

It's the same old time travel hypothetical... You hop in your time machine and go back to 1930 Germany and meet a young, mustachioed man in a beer garden.  You know for a fact this young Adolf Hitler will soon be responsible for the deaths of millions of people.
What can you do to alter the time line and save the lives of millions of people?

1.  Kill him.
2.  Get someone else to kill him to prevent blood on your hands.
3.  Talk to him and try to show him the error of his future ways.
4.  Do nothing and hope for the best.
5.  Give him a blow job.

Unless you're a psychopath, the very idea of killing another human being, especially if he didn't do anything to deserve it yet, is against our laws of man and God.

Getting someone else to do it is easier but you're still responsible for setting up the hit.  Some people might try to talk to the man.  See where his head is at and try to get him to see your point of view.  Unfortunately, step three would never occur to most people.  Killing someone seems to carry more intellectual weight than conversing with him.

If you believe in the concept of doing nothing to disturb the fabric of the space-time continuum for fear that you can irreparably alter the future to a point where everything can go from bad to the very worst that can happen, you have no business having anything to do with a time machine.

Clearly, the best chance of saving millions of future lives might be giving this dictator-to-be a blow job.  Why not?  Maybe all the man needs is a little love and that just might be enough to alter the future for the better.  Sometimes it's the little things that make the biggest difference.

The question is, if you knew, absolutely, that giving AH a BJ would change his future ways, would you be more willing to kill Hitler and take the chance that you will end up in that very bad place where you suffer and cry and get waterboarded day and night and torn apart by demons over and over and over again for eternity or are you willing to set aside your pride and take out 15 minutes of your life and give the guy a blow job?

Perhaps if women made these decisions we would have more love in the world instead of killing.

junkie's christmas

William Burroughs.  You da man.

a junkie's christmas

on the planet earth in the 21st century

hundreds gather to protest global warming

cooking budd-er video with Derek and McKenna

"Psychedelics are not illegal because a loving government is concerned that you may jump out of a first story window. Psychedelics are illegal because they dissolve phonic structures and culturally laid-down novels of behavior and information processing. They open you up to the possibility that everything you know is wrong." -Terence McKenna

a restored disaster

I've been taking my computer for granted lately.  Doing things like leaving it run for weeks at a time without a reboot, keeping 20-plus windows open at all times, never cleaning the internet junk, ignoring repairs on my registry, and perpetually waiting to back up my files when I get around to it.

That last one was problematic when my comp decided to turn itself off and refused to reboot.  No problem.  I'll just start in safe mode and take it back in time.  No dice on that.  This thing just kept trying to fire up, then quit, then fire up, and quit for a couple hours before I began to realize I might have a problem here.  I checked out all hardware and everything was working great so I had no choice but to restore the damn thing and bring it back to out-of-the-box standards.  I managed to save most of my programs but the thousands of pictures, videos, and movies were gone and replaced with a few of those idiotic sample pics they like to give you so you have an idea what a picture looks like.  Just like a basic full format, my data was irretrievably lost in the mists of time.

As I searched the internet for a way to get my stuff back, I found a program called File Restorer and spend a few minutes downloading it and somewhere between 4 hours and eternity trying to make the damn thing work.  I mean, it takes a long time to go through your whole hard drive looking for deleted files that you hope to bring back to life.  Every time I got close to identifying all that lost data the wind would blow and flick my electricity off and on, and all that effort and waiting was lost.  I must have ran this stupid program four times since last night, and finally when it actually locates all that data and promises me those thousands of pictures will be restored, it loses them again.  All my files got deleted, found, deleted, found, deleted, found, and deleted before I gave up on this program doing anything other than pissing me off!  That's when I remembered I had an external hard drive that's been silently backing up my files for several years.  I never paid much attention to it, since you can't really play with it.  It's not like it has any special features. It just sits there, blending into the woodwork, backing up my files without so much as a pop-up to remind me.

After a little digging I managed to locate all of my deleted pics and a ton of full length movies long gone from my temp files but snagged by this HD.

BTW, the computer now runs like a raped ape.

I guess my point in all this is if you wait til disaster strikes before you do something, you're going to take some nasty hits.  Like so many things in life, just because you can't see it doesn't mean it's not there for you.  Get your insurance squared away, stock up on food and ammo, and get an external hard drive.

You'll thank me later if ya do.     

A Christmas Show

A friend asked me to go with her to this new-agey place these two guys have.  She told me about the well kept, sculptured gardens and the new age work shops and the poetry readings and it seemed like an interesting place to check out.  She said there was a show these guys put on and it's really amazing.  She refused to tell me any more.  Said it would spoil it for me and I have to see this to believe it.  A show... Hmmmm...   Maybe they would read some poetry or do a scene from A Christmas Carol.  I was wondering what kind of show they could possibly do that I'd have to see to believe.

As we got closer to the place she told me a little more about these guys.  She said they're very talented, real artists, have a vast library, they lived in this place for decades, and they're gay.  Ok, I kinda figured the gay part, but the show kept my mind busy.  Perhaps they'll do something from Madam Butterfly or play all the parts in a Nativity scene.

She then told me they were very short, not sausage
fingered dwarfs with big heads.  Not like Billy Barty.  Their heads were pretty much proportional to their bodies.  Midgets, I told her.  No, not midgets or dwarfs, she said.  There's another name for them...  Little people, I said.  That's what they like to call themselves.  Little people.  But I had more important things on my mind, other than what category of little people these guys were.  Little people was a broad enough term to include anyone four foot and under.  I now had visions of what kind of show a pair of gay dwarfs could possibly perform.  My head was reeling.

When we got there we checked out the frozen, snow covered gardens, and the sitting areas all over, and the out buildings where workshops were conducted.  You could see how beautiful this place must be in the warmer months.  But this was no time for sight seeing.  We had a show to go to and I could barely control my unbridled enthusiasm.

Just inside the big house was a sign that listed the dates and times of various events.  Wow!  This place shows movies, too!  Koyaanisqatsi played just last week.  I was intrigued.  They had crystals, gong wind chimes, antique furniture, hand carved wooden bowls, paintings, and tons of stuff made by the crafty, indigenous people of the surrounding area.  All high quality and extremely tasteful.  Damn, I can't wait to see this show I've been hearing so much about.  People began to trickle in and help themselves to the free coffee and chatted amongst the new age books, sculpture, burning candles, window vistas, vaulted ceilings, expensive bric-a-brac, and paintings that filled the entire house.

We were the last to be seated for the show and it looked like the overture had begun.  Everyone was sitting on comfy sofas accented with sheepskin with a rather large, extremely ornate Christmas tree as the centerpiece.  This sucker was tall... I estimate over twenty feet and it almost touched the vaulted ceiling above it.  There was so much glass and crystal on this tree you could hardly see a branch and there must have been 20,000 lights, not including the gels on the level above us.  As the Christmas music played and the lights flashed I looked at the floor in front of the tree and wondered if there will be enough room for the show.  I was looking around for the little people.  Maybe they'll dress up like elves with little swords and little shields and have a sword fight in front of the tree.  The overture music stopped and the tree lights died down... This is it, I thought to myself.  Where are those little guys?  A thought of them coming out dressed as wrestlers body slamming each other fleeted through my head.  I could only wish!

Then another Christmas song began to play and the tree lights went on and pulsated to the music and I realized that THIS was the show!  Ok, so this is only the beginning.  It can only get better, right?  I looked up and saw angels with trumpets hanging from strings and anticipated something mechanical will make them fly around the tree toward the end of the performance, or maybe they'll all lift their robes, like a miniature angelic chorus line doing a can-can as a grand finale.  The synchrony of the tree lights, gels, and music was getting better but I really wanted to see the gay midgets get it on under the Christmas tree but that scenario became less and less of a reality as the minutes dragged on.  I shifted my eyes to see the people who came to see the show and noticed Michelangelo's David and the eyes of 20 people fixated on this sound and light show, and the hope of seeing a pair of Billy Barty look-a-likes doing a scene from Oh! Calcutta! faded.  I know it was a Christmas show and expecting these two guys to come out with Snow White stretched the bounds of reality just a hair but the least they could do was something dramatic like a two man, shortened version of 12 Angry Men.

When it was over, she turned to me and said very quietly, "What do ya think?"  I said in the quietest voice I could muster, since everyone was still sitting down and the place was stone quiet, "Was that it?" and she burst out laughing.  I waited til we got out of the house before I described my expectations about the midgets with little swords dressed as elves and the angels flying around the tree lifting their skirts and I thought the two of us would have coronaries laughing about it.

It really wasn't a let down. It was an interesting evening and gave me some good ideas, but something else kept nagging my brain later that night...

Is it me or do I expect too much?

 

the last supper

inch by inch is a cinch

"I long to accomplish a great and noble task, but it is my chief duty to accomplish small tasks as if they were great and noble."

-Helen Keller