tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108301372012-02-16T13:37:49.822-06:00opalisation of the minddongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.comBlogger1301100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-29091626431140845492011-03-25T10:01:00.000-05:002011-03-25T10:01:44.480-05:00

I am wondering what happened. Once upon a time I was surrounded by fellow liberals who believed that the world can change.  Who believed that people matter.  Who wanted the best for their friends, neighbors and family.  Who wanted to 'stick it to the man' because we all knew that 'the man' ALWAYS tried to keep us down. Who thought the environment mattered, how we used earth's resources mattered

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-40398372914536777612010-11-12T08:43:00.000-06:002010-11-12T08:43:01.142-06:00

A real woman is a man's best friend. She will never stand him up and never let him down. She will reassure him when he feels insecure and comfort him after a bad day. She will inspire him to do things he never thought he could do; to live without fear and forget regret. She will enable him to express his deepest emotions and give in to his most intimate desires. She will make sure he always

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-13739838481970759052010-09-03T15:59:00.002-05:002010-09-03T16:21:16.468-05:00

And so vox ends. But blogger is reborn for me. Strange circles in life, eh?

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-53853249600067687752010-04-06T15:41:00.000-05:002010-09-03T16:06:34.689-05:00

Is a Nitrous Oxide bar the natural tangential new revenue stream of the Oxygen bar?

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-11745544148181038352009-03-09T15:14:00.000-05:002010-09-03T16:07:23.917-05:00

I don't believe that Facebook groups do anything to further any cause at all. I believe this because I myself belong to 2,487 different groups including 'Democrats who think Obama is swell', 'Heterosexual Men in support of Women!' and '1,000,000 people against masturbating with exfoliating soap'. So far, very few of them even acknowledge my existence let alone give me any information to work with

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-10504396778958487872008-10-01T15:21:00.001-05:002010-09-03T15:27:22.341-05:00

As much as driving while talking on the cell phone makes headlines nowadays, I have to take issue with a much darker, sinister and, well, gross use of cellular technology.And that is {insert dramatic music here}: Talking on the cell phone in a public restroom stall while taking a shit.Yesterday, I'm in there with a more liquid elimination need than the guy in the stall gabbing away behind me. I

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-16154957171485342312007-07-02T15:37:00.000-05:002010-09-03T15:37:23.342-05:00

As some of you know, my apartment has had its share of, shall we say, unexplainable events. I won't go into them here since they are old news and they could yet be fodder for slow posting days to come.But this morning, shortly after the alarm went off, I was lying in the darkness enjoying the drift of thoughts that mark the period between waking up and actually obtaining the courage to leave the

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-4514597308260599642007-02-02T15:38:00.000-06:002010-09-03T15:39:27.555-05:00

If it's true that our species is alone in the universe, then I'd have to say that the universe aimed rather low and settled for very little.Ain't that the truth.

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1138896428940753652006-02-02T10:06:00.000-06:002006-02-02T10:07:08.960-06:00

So, normally, I put my contacts into a combination cleaning/soaking/wetting solution overnight. I can then just remove them from the container and slap them in my eyes and I'm ready to go.I forgot that last night I put them into a protein-removing cleaner instead of the normal all-in-one product.So I happily slammed the right lens into the eye this morning and noticed immediately that something

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1137638210179753462006-01-18T20:21:00.000-06:002006-11-28T02:53:59.783-06:00

At least, I hate their commercials which have inundated the television airwaves (well, cable connections) lately.I think back on past relationships where I thought "This is the one! I felt that I have known this person forever at first meeting". And I didn't have to spend the large amount of money to join an on-line dating service to feel it.What I would like to see is those couples touted in

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1137637254116614242006-01-18T20:17:00.000-06:002006-01-18T20:20:54.133-06:00

Argh.Must.Post.More.I have no idea why, except to take up some time which seems to be weighing heavily lately. Must be the onset of SAD or something....

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1129258695967707202005-10-13T21:33:00.000-05:002005-10-13T21:58:15.973-05:00

The last gerbil has died.Cinnamon has finally succumbed.The rodent era has ended.Part of me is verily saddened by this; the gerbils stuck with us through the fire and through the years.Part of me feels the lifting of a responsibility; with only one left it was only a matter of time before this one went away as well.Argh. More despondency in a current time frame of total despondency. So, I guess

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1129257034756351622005-10-13T21:19:00.000-05:002005-10-13T21:30:34.763-05:00

I left the local grocery store today and found a $50 bill at the edge of the parking lot.Picking it up, I had a flash of monetary problems in my life and how welcome this boon would be at this time and place.Hesitating, I found myself walking back into the store. The moral thing to do, I thought, would be to turn the bill into the office for retrieval by whoever had lost it.The line to the

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1129170151384830322005-10-12T21:16:00.000-05:002005-10-12T21:26:51.093-05:00

I wish I had written this. But Tony Hendra of National Lampoon did, instead. My favorite song/poem of all time. Especially recently. Hook is: "Give Up". I want to do such, lately.....You are a flukeOf the universe.You have no right to be here.....Deteriorata! Deteriorata!Go placidlyAmid the noise and waste.And remember what comfort there may beIn owning a piece thereof.Avoid quiet and

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1128049294355083892005-09-29T21:54:00.000-05:002005-09-30T06:20:53.053-05:00

Lack of posts for the last couple of months should require an explanation.Sorry...none forthcoming.Chalk it up to that my life lately has been totally fucked up but I don't feel like sharing it with the world populace at large. The people closest to me know. If any of the rest of you really want to be apprised of the situation, just email me and I'll fill you in on ALL the details. Certainly

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1128048834358584252005-09-29T21:45:00.000-05:002006-07-06T14:00:10.720-05:00

I have tried.For years I loved various vintages of Cotes du Rhone.For years I thought that French wines were the best.But now, after many attempts in the last couple of years, I finally give up.Most bottles I get lately have dried out corks and a nasty turned taste. In fact, I tend to approach my first sip with a lot of trepidation. Latest was opening a bottle of 2001 Haut de Domy. And it

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1123731251433607042005-08-10T22:26:00.000-05:002005-08-10T22:34:11.436-05:00

Running endlessly over and over: Bob Seger's "Night Moves".Kill me. Just kill me now.Please.In other news:Dukes of Hazzard just pisses me off.Kyle is recovering splendidly.Things have been nuts.The IRS is on the move again.And the number one thing is that I was Secret Shopped at my part time gig and got a perfect score. I would normally be proud of such an event, but instead I feel merely that

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1122695921569636082005-07-29T22:44:00.000-05:002005-07-29T22:58:41.576-05:00

Last weekend was the family reunion. I go, in recent times, every decade. Others go every year like a pilgrimage to Mecca.I suppose it should be big deal; after all, this is my extended family. However, most of them are folk that I would never have anything to do with in the normal events of daily life. Not that they aren't nice people, but their expectations of life are in a completely

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1122002590345329412005-07-21T22:20:00.000-05:002005-07-21T22:23:10.346-05:00

As a result of the recent traumatic events around here, I'm being more of a lazy ass than usual. And finally sitting back and watching the 3rd season of Northern Exposure on DVD.I always forget how much I enjoyed this show until I actually sit down and watch it.Humour, drama, character development, quirkiness...it is all there. And I love it.

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1122002370297694192005-07-21T22:13:00.000-05:002005-07-21T22:24:53.240-05:00

So, my daughter's boyfriend got into a car accident the other day. Flipped the company PT Cruiser a couple times. He's got major stiches over his head, a broken elbow (going in for surgery to pin it all back together tomorrow), his head is in that plastic head/neck casing to eliminate movement...in short, he's pretty banged up. I saw the pics of the vehicle tonight, too...it is a wonder he

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It has been a long time since the latest entry....a new part time job, a week of a summer cold/pneumonia/sinus infection (whatever), and a lack of motivation...So:First, let me tell you how much I hate June bugs. For those outside of the midwest, I don't know if you experience these mindless beetles, but they are the stupidest, ugliest and most ridiculous creatures of creation. For reference,

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1119933403299675772005-06-27T23:31:00.000-05:002005-06-28T08:11:54.063-05:00

I've ignored my StumbleUpon friends.I've ignored the blog page.I've tried to write music to no avail...In short, this has been just a nasty week for communication and/or creativity.Thing will get better as I settle into a new reality.What is a new reality? Is it an episodic representation of what should be happening? Or is really a quantum leap from one plane of existence to another?For myself,

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1119068085483646162005-06-17T23:12:00.000-05:002005-06-18T01:02:05.996-05:00

Don't ever put sunflower seed shells into the garbage disposal in the sink and turn it on. The shells swell up due to the moisture content, shred themselves into pulp in the tumultuous blades and then proceed to clog up every pipe under the sink. If my kids were normal and ate the whole seed shell and all, I wouldn't have had this problem. As it is, I will forever just throw them away and not

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1119067900318206382005-06-17T23:03:00.000-05:002005-06-17T23:11:40.323-05:00

I have had some weird paranormal experiences in my current residence over the years. But, after the fire, the spirit seems to have gone out of the...er...spirit. I was never sure if it was because there were no people here while the place was being rebuilt or if the smell of burnt wood drove it off or what.Turns out, I guess, that it was just biding its time.Tonight I am at the kitchen sink

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1118979999503880392005-06-16T22:34:00.000-05:002005-06-16T22:46:39.700-05:00

For those of you who do not know of it, go to Steve, don't eat it before you read the rest of this so you have some context.We'll wait....[insert traveling music here]Dum du da dum...Oh, you're back? Okay. On with the post.I get home tonight and find the freezer door slightly ajar. and the appliance itself humming away madly trying desperately to avert a disaster.All that was really affected,

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1118885604169993552005-06-15T20:41:00.000-05:002005-06-15T20:39:18.863-05:00

Looks like I'm going to get that part time job that I mentioned in a post below. In fact, as of yesterday, I have to have a drug test, get the results back, get an employee number from the company and start training.The drug test is what proved interesting once I got the appointment.I'm at my real job today and suddenly craved a cup of coffee (not an unusual occurrence). So I popped across the

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1118805763048324252005-06-14T21:44:00.000-05:002005-06-14T22:22:43.053-05:00

Then why, oh why, can't most of them come up with a better microphones testing phrase than 'Uh..testing..one..two..three".This is a pet peeve of mine. Years back (when I didn't have the responsibility I have now and when I had more energy than I have now) when I would test the mics, I would either sing some lyrics, recite a poem or read the upcoming events from the promo card the venue had laying

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1118721747530351352005-06-13T23:05:00.000-05:002005-06-13T23:02:27.536-05:00

Which is good, since I don't shop there. Except the other night when out trying to find some necessary items. I needed a memory card for my camera and my daughter needed some skirts which she knew they had there. So we went.Wal-mart is everything in a big box store that I oppose. No matter the PR commercials that are shown about what a wonderful place it is to work, I don't believe it.

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1118376022440059072005-06-09T22:54:00.000-05:002005-06-09T23:00:22.450-05:00

My kid and I have a date tomorrow night to go shopping, go out to eat someplace, discuss the future and just relax.Since she's met her boyfriend, there is a lot less time to spend together, so this should be very enjoyable. Especially since it will be her last day of high school.Oh my...am I already feeling the onset of 'empty nest syndrome"? Nah...at the rate she's going, she won't be moving

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1118375252984140902005-06-09T22:39:00.000-05:002005-06-09T22:47:32.990-05:00

I'm putting together a collage of photos from the life of my eldest daughter who graduates from high school this weekend.And it sure is fun to go through them and watch her squirm as I find pics from the years past that show her in what she believes to be an unflattering light.Trouble is, she is able to watch me in a reciprocal way as I also find 'kodak moments' of myself that should have been

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1118199959499169002005-06-07T21:59:00.000-05:002005-06-07T22:11:49.916-05:00

What the hell is the difference between isolated thunderstorms and scattered thunderstorms?The very act of them being scattered would lend itself naturally to them being isolated, no? And vice versa?Sorry for all the meteorological posts; I am obsessed and thwarted at the same time.Doesn't that soon lead to complete insanity? I can hear it now:"What made him snap in the McDonald's parking lot?"

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1118166858972732192005-06-07T12:53:00.000-05:002005-06-07T22:13:09.613-05:00

More thunderstorms in the forecast for tonight.Yawn.They're just messin' with my head, now, man....Damn weathermen.

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1118166760582801452005-06-07T12:42:00.000-05:002005-06-07T22:07:11.546-05:00

Working in the city has a certain funky charm to it. By this I specifically mean the people that I encounter on a daily basis. I find myself being accosted regularly by people who, until they become aware of me, have been walking down the street engaging in self-conversation.Now, I don't know if this is because Madison is an old holdout town from the 60's or if it is due to the nature of my

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1118022902626294902005-06-05T20:46:00.000-05:002005-06-05T20:55:02.630-05:00

I waited all day for thunderstorms.None every materialized.And yet, the WeatherChannel is still forecasting the potential for thunderstorms tonight.I don't believe them at all anymore.I either have to move or resign myself to never seeing another great weather upheaval again.Or maybe it is me....my own internal electrical-magnetic infrastructure (Ha! you thought I was gonna say personality,

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1118021380737388022005-06-05T20:16:00.000-05:002005-06-05T20:29:40.743-05:00

I had the strangest song running through my brain all day today. Whistling it, humming it and even singing it out loud at the most unflattering of times.... I don't even like country music, but the song was "I'm the happiest girl in the whole U.S.A"Why? I have no idea, but it was increasingly disturbing to me, for obvious reasons.And then, I happened to look at the t-shirt I was wearing today.

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1117977406705327492005-06-05T08:07:00.000-05:002005-06-05T08:16:46.710-05:00

Late last night, after strategically placing the last couple of dirty dishes in the dishwasher, I realized that I had no dishwasher soap. This was not good, since I knew I would need some of the items to be clean today and I certainly did not want to unload the thing and wash 'em by hand.Knowing that regular dish soap would probably make a huge spewing bubble mess all over the kitchen if I tried

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1117855040710897552005-06-03T22:08:00.000-05:002005-06-03T22:17:20.713-05:00

Okay, one of the perks of my main job is that I can sometimes get the distaff of books that are sent in for review.And, for the most part, they are eminently enjoyable. For instance, 'Dogs of Babel', one of my favorites novels ever, came from that discarded collective.Currently, I'm reading 'Bangkok Tattoo' by John Burdett which is, so far, quite excellent.And I just ran across a line: one of

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1117853314221778662005-06-03T21:48:00.000-05:002005-06-04T08:37:44.796-05:00

A friend of my daughter stopped over tonight with her - one I had never met before. He seemed nice, but rather nervous. Which was strange, since there is no relationship between them (her boyfriend would murderize him if there were!) so there was no reason for any kind of trepidation.When they left, he called "Nice to meet you, sir!"I had to holler after them to "Don't call me sir!"And then I

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1117752668040727192005-06-02T17:45:00.000-05:002005-06-02T17:51:08.043-05:00

So, the '88 Audi 5000S has been starting a lot better lately.But methinks it has taken its new role a mite overly seriously.Got home today, turned the key off and nothing happened.I know - you'd expect to turn the key on and have nothing happen, but this was the polar opposite. An interesting dilemma to be sitting in your driveway and not be able to shut the automobile off. So now it looks like

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1117505300522622802005-05-30T20:56:00.000-05:002005-05-30T21:08:20.526-05:00

A day filled with laughter, conversation and relaxation.The weather cooperated, incredibly.Guitarmanship lacked, but that was okay from all sides.Thanks to all who added to the day.Thanks to you who has been my friend, my supporter, my muse and my everything for so long.You left before the jury decided that there was no metallic flavor in the pie...in fact, the jury gave their judgment with big

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1117391116378694472005-05-29T13:06:00.000-05:002005-05-29T13:27:32.456-05:00

I have a new rule which is that I will not buy cigarettes unless I walk the three blocks to the Tobacco Outlet store. Since my nicotine addiction is such that I won't do without, I figure that I'm at least getting some needed exercise. Plus, this place is much cheaper than your garden variety convenience store. Plus, my car is unreliable and it seems a shame to waste perfectly good starts on

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1117080495178625252005-05-25T23:05:00.000-05:002005-05-25T23:08:15.180-05:00

I am speechless.Totally without speech.Another Seinfeld episode tonight that I have not seen before.Did I just miss a whole season through year after year of reruns?How is this possible?And this one was pretty good.Wonder if I can make this a trifecta tomorrow?In other news updates, remember that dead fish along the sidewalk (if not, read several posts further down)?Today it had a business card

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1116993661652203672005-05-24T23:03:00.000-05:002005-05-24T23:01:01.686-05:00

I have watched Seinfeld for, well, what is it now, fifteen years? An avid fan, actually. To my embarassment, favorite lines still crop up regularly in my everyday conversation.Imagine my surprise tonight, then, to find an episode that I have never seen before!Unbelievable.I can now die complete.Too bad it wasn't one of their best efforts...

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1116899980235773112005-05-23T20:43:00.000-05:002005-05-23T20:59:40.246-05:00

Just applied on line for a part time job to help through the financial nastiness that has become my current lifestyle.And the questions are more ridiculous, personal and intense than any other job I have ever applied to! Keep in mind that this is a part time position for evenings and weekends and not exactly at a skill level that puts humankind in danger.Here are some prime examples:In the past

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1116653459240121472005-05-21T00:16:00.000-05:002005-05-21T08:59:22.096-05:00

Started out the night with riding my bike over to a friend's house so we could jam on guitar for a bit. We're looking at being buskers downtown for lack of any other musical venue to latch upon. Figures that my first bike ride of the season would be a marathon-esque affair that would leave me gasping at the end. But, I made it without having to resort to a stranger's CPR ministrations.The

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1116425633725939502005-05-18T09:04:00.000-05:002005-05-18T09:13:53.730-05:00

I live in a very pc community. And this week, true to form, is "Bike To Work" week. I am not participating. When queried as to why not, I respond with "Well, I smoke" and then shrug as if that should end the conversation. It usually does.I did actually consider joining the pedalling throng but decided that without any preparation I would probably kick off from a heart attack halfway here and

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So yesterday I bought a can of V8. Not a plastic bottle with the screw cap, but an old fashioned metal can of the stuff. I'm not sure why. Resealing it is impossible and you can't shake it before pouring (well, you can, but it sloshes contents indiscriminately).And there is one more most important downside to buying in this way: you need an old fashioned churchkey type can opener to access the

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Last time I dealt with fire (not the campground type or the Bic type), I was at a local high school football game and came home to find my residence surrounded by smoke and frantic activity. Tonight, I'm at the high school for my daughter's spring concert. 30 seconds after the concert was over, the fire alarms went off.Let me just add here that it has been a very long time since I have had to

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I have no idea why I'm so tired.But after 2 this afternoon, I absolutely knew that I would wake up at some point with blocked QWERTY imprinted on my forehead.I'll be lucky to make it through Comedy Central Stand Up this evening. And here I was all set (this morning, anyway) to finally get to the studio to write a drum track or two for the new tunes.Ah well....the weekend beckons.

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So I am sitting in the parking lot of Tobacco Outlet (I know, I know...my vices always catch up with me) and I'm attempting to start my car for the journey home. The key, however, just dead-ends at the end of its turning radius without engaging the starter. Usually, there is a spring tension at the end of the keystroke where the 'starting zone' is, but now there is nothing. I am able to quickly

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The lady who lives in the apartment building next door to me is very nice, but a tad strange. She spends many evenings outdoors pulling weeds, cutting sod to make room for small gardens and essentially beautifying the landscape.But she is renting!I applaud her efforts in making the most of her domain. And, tonight, she extolled the virtues of cutting away the large trees that threaten the very

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I love thunderstorms.So, I wait expectantly every winter for this time of the year - early spring when the cumulonimbus pile up to the stratosphere and release their magnificent energies for my personal enjoyment.Imagine my disappointment annually, then, when these storms rage around me except in a radius of 2 miles centered on my residence! Sure, it rains locally...sometimes very hard. And,

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The company I work for is a sponsor of the local rep theater troupe and tonight was the opening night of their last production of the season. I was able to comp a ticket for it and was looking forward to seeing 'dirty Blonde' - a humorous romp based on the life of Mae West.As part of the festivities, we were supplying decadent chocolate from a local chocolatier and varied selections from a local

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One of the kid's gerbils died overnight.Not the best of things to discover first thing in the morning.It made it through a lot over the last 3 years...being terrorized by the cat at times, living through the fire and being forced into a gay relationship due to the amorous attentions bestowed on it by the other male gerbil (since they are caged, does that mean I was condoning penitentiary love?).

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I was sitting out on my front deck this evening (after breaking in, of course - see below), smoking yet another in the long line of cigarettes to get me to the 4 pack a day level so I can feel like I actually have recently accomplished something, when a traveling salesman showed up at my door.He said he was from Kirby Vacuum and he held a small Dustbuster size vacuum in his hand.Now, first of all

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I am becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy...of my own stupidity.Today, I stop at home after work and gather some postal-bound documents. I know have to be quick to ensure that I make the last pickup time. I have the car key in my hand - it is separate and an extra dating from the days when I had to lock the car while running since it wouldn't restart easily - and I close the door to the

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1) Sometimes it is not the squeaky wheel that should get the grease. Sometimes it should be the insidious sneaky hidden wheel that is waiting in the eaves to sneak up on you and demand the grease after you have just ran out (because of the squeaky ones)2) No matter how many times you hear paternal terms like 'Founding Fathers' or hear our current leader extolling his 'compassionate conservatism'

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Yesterday (and this should have been a portent of the way today was going to go), I had finished cooking and was cleaning up the kitchen. After wiping off the stove, I wanted to check if the front burner which I had been using was still too hot to put the burner cover back over it.So, with my private internalized audience sucking in its collective breath with disbelief, I actually put the entire

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Woke up at 1:30. Couldn't get back to sleep, so finaly decided to read to assist the road back to slumber.Four hours later, a book is finished, no additional sleep was enjoyed and it is now time to arise.This is going to be a very long day, indeed.

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A couple of weeks ago, a friend and I were out at a local watering hole (and when I say hole, I really mean it - this place is an old dive that has the market on kitsch. But they do have Shiner Bock on tap for $1.75 a pint, so it makes it well worth the ambiance or lack thereof...)Anyway, while we were sitting there enjoying our libations and listening to the collection of Celtic musicians wail

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It strikes me as becoming pathetic when my Saturday nights are geared towards 11:00pm and the local access channel.They show a public domain horror (read: slasher) film that are consistently grade 'D' with horrible dialogue, bad acting, uninspiring locations and, in general, really fake blood. The only thing it has going for it, really, is that it is uncut (which they can do, I expect, due to

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8 down. 1 pizza. 1/2 a pack. Didn't touch the peanuts.And I'm going to bed.Yet one more internal notice that I am older.But, then, drinking alone isn't all that it is cracked up to be.Night all....I retire bowed yet not bloodied.

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The plan tonight is to attempt to drink a 12 pack of Leinenkugel's before midnight.And to smoke an entire pack of Dunhill menthols.And to eat a 24oz. bag of Virginia peanuts.Why, you may ask?I dunno. It just seems like the thing to do at this point. I saw the psychiatrist today to confirm my medication needs and all seems good. I have a shitload of stuff to do tomorrow including going into

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As predicted below, I am still wide awake several hours later.Several glasses of Tamas Barbera (stolen at a close out price for the last bottle!) along with 50mg of Trazodone hasn't helped.Sigh.The bathroom really needs cleaning, so I should take this opportunity to do that.But I guess I'll be surfing porn all night...

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Sometimes my own innate stupidity far outshadows anything the world can throw at me. A cup of coffee sounded great earlier this evening, so I made some. But since making just one mugfull seemed silly, I brewed half a pot and proceeded to consume it for the next couple of hours. Now, I am jittery and very awake (no surprise there!) and resigned to not sleeping for the nearly-upon-me nocturnal

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We all laugh at them. The other fucking morons where we work.Now there is a way to tell what kind of office moron YOU are. Just take the test here.This, strangely enough, worked perfectly for me. The type of office moron I am is:I'll smoke you a kipper, because you'll be back for breakfast. You're the cult television show quoting, user account deleting, soap loathing IT Manager.Something in

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I have discovered, while delving into the blogpool, that there are a lot of abandoned blog sites. Makes me wonder why. Where did the originators go? Did they move on? Die? Forget their password? Not that this keeps me up at night, but I thought it was an interesting contemplative exercise. ~ ~ ~Recent favorite blog here. Very short, informative and to the

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Oh, how I love the full moon. It's majesty and beauty dominating the night sky. The light, although brilliant, still somewhat somber encased as it is in the blackness of the heavens. With only Venus to the west of it to accompany.Oh, how I hate the full moon. The thoghts that flit unconclusively through my mind with no resolution, reminding me of the many times I have contemplated the

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Speaks for itself.Here.

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Click here.This program will correctly guess the dictator OR sitcom character you think about.Guessed correctly on me all seven times....and I was obscure about it, too!Great way to waste a Saturday night, actually....

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I have not laughed out loud at a web site in a very long time.I have not wasted time at work laughing out loud for 10 minutes reading a web site in...well...ever.Go here.Read this.Enjoy.

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You know those trite wall hangings that extol virtuous ideas such as 'Quality', 'Creativity', 'Honesty' and the like? You know, the ones that you read and wonder how anyone can actually hang on the office of their cubicle without feeling like a complete ass? The ones that are accompanied by scenic vistas and cute cuddly critters?Well, now there are better ones.Read words of wisdom set to

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"BOSTON, Massachusetts (AP) -- Three MIT graduate students set out to show what kind of gobbledygook can pass muster at an academic conference these days, writing a computer program that generates fake, nonsensical papers. And sure enough, a Florida conference took the bait."Unbelievable. And yet, believable.Has our language been distorted so horrendously that learned scholars are unable to

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It is World Jump Day.Designed to modify Earth's orbit, the populace of the world should jump on July 20, 2006 at 11:39:13 GMT. For folk like me, in the midwest of the US, that is 5:39:13 - yep, 5:39 in the morning!All you need is a concrete surface, a decent chronometer (plus the alarm clock to get your ass out of bed) and the motivation to jump.Talk about a way to bring the disparate peoples of

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Some reading that may freak you out completely. Just click on the link associated with the title of this entry, or click here.If you have kept up with current events at all, you know that we are dangerously close to peak oil production and can expect some drastic changes in our society because of it. This web site documents all the further implications inherent with the decline of petroleum.

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http://www.blackheartsparty.com/about/Interesting read on a different outlook on love. A lot I agree with....a lot, also, that I disagree with. Unfortunately, some that I want to disparage, but cannot 'cause I don't believe it and I'm an incurable romantic at heart.But, different in it's take on life and love....

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If so, there may be hope for you:Check out www.whywork.org/about/faq/wageslave.htmlGreat site, full of information on how You can beat "The Man" at his own game.I plan on a full inspection of the site, myself....In the words of Larry Roth:"The debt and work cycle is an ingenious tool of subjugation. Make people think they need all these things, then they must have a job, and they give up control

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1113856912300992142005-04-18T15:40:00.000-05:002005-04-18T15:41:52.300-05:00

www.guydonges.com is back once again! Server problems have been resolved and we are back.Now, if I could just write some new songs to put up there, things would really be good...

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Another Sunday with nothing accomplished.Not that I didn't have the time or the concern...I just didn't have the motivation.Although I did a couple loads of laundry and also cleared out part of the garage for the perpetual automobile maintanence that is going to be a part of my life for the forseeable future, I spent the majority of the day sitting and reading.Actually, not a bad way to spend a

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Had the 29th anniversary party for Isthmus tonight. Held at the Village Lanes bowling center, which, handily enough, is right by where I live. Took the kids along and we had a great time (I know what you are thinking, but it is possible to have a great time bowling).Incredibly, I won individual high score with a 201. I have never bowled like that before which was evidenced by the substantially

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http://spamusement.comHorrible cartoons that are inspired by actual Spam Subject Lines.Hilarious, especially about 10 minutes later.

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It's the little things in life that make it worthwhile.I finally got my taxes done last night and, as expected, I owe thousands.However, I owe less than half of what I had been anticipating.Strangely enough, even though I am still between the proverbial hard place and... um... er.... another hard place (?!) I feel much better.Maybe it was the final accomplishment of getting the damn things done

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to be reduced to posting old Beatle's lyrics for yesterday's post. I apologize.I mean, if I can't come up with an original idea or two a day, I might as well just give up.But that would be redundant...the giving up thingie, I mean. Done that already and, even though I don't like it now and wouldn't go back, at the time it was a pretty acceptable way to live. At that point in my life you coulda

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Coming up quick...truer words never put into a song. Except for the 5% reference....we have advanced a long way from the time Revolver came out:Let me tell you how it will beThere's one for you, nineteen for meCause I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxmanShould five per cent appear too smallBe thankful I don't take it allCause I'm the taxman, yeah I'm the taxmanIf you drive a car, I'll tax the

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'Just Me' is gone. Removed. Deleted. Toast.Bummer. How, now, do I start my mornings?Not that I dislike change, or anything.......bon voyage, scee elle!

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But, if you feel like causing someone pain, just pull this guy's nose hair.Makes me cringe.http://www.nobodyhere.com/justme/nose_send.here

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...with vodka.Doesn't work very well.After a couple of UV's on the rocks, I thought it would be a good idea to take a walk...clear my head...figure out the future...fight the despondency...sweep up the cobwebs...tear loose from the doldrums...decide on a course of action....well, you get the idea.Problem is, after a couple of vodkas, walks tend to get a bit downgraded. The wind was whipping up my

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Tech Support: "I need you to boot the computer." Customer: (THUMP! Pause.) "No, that didn't help."

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Check out:http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/04/11/village.idiot.ap/index.htmlI want this title for myself. Imagine...being elected by your peers (most of whom, it seems, have at least as much chance to win) to be crowned the biggest moron in your burg.I think the guys who knocked themselves out with their car doors actually should have shared the winning crown, but I wasn't asked for my vote.

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I neglected medication yesterday and last night, just to see what would happen.And, of course, I awoke at 4:00am to the rampant rampage of redundant ruminations floating endlessly through my cerebral cortex. The short movements into an almost somnabulant state thereafter actually consisted of very vibrant dreams.I wouldn't think that a single 24 hour period would be enough to totally disrupt the

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Check out the link (in the title above).Like MadLibs, but with the sole purpose of developing your own personal evil plan! Enjoy and revel in the dark side! Bwahahahahaha...Here's mine:Your objective is simple: Soul Accumulation. Your motive is a little bit more complex: Hatred for all mankind Stage One To begin your plan, you must first seduce a wealthy

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Take the test:http://similarminds.com/myers-briggs-jung.htmlI am INFP, according to this silly thing...

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My Mentor 

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1112749456570489592005-04-05T20:01:00.000-05:002005-04-05T20:04:16.570-05:00

Worked on the Audi last night.Started fine this morning.Failed to start after work.Had to get a jump to get home, but, once I got home and turned it off and attempted to restart it, it fired up just fine.I believe it is possessed.Or, at the very least, cantankerous.It is the main vehicle now, so I'd better get used to it. At least I now have something to do on weekends again! WooHoo!

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1112661892646919372005-04-04T19:33:00.000-05:002005-04-04T19:44:52.646-05:00

Unexpectedly, I roused out of my 6 month torpor tonight. I actually had energy when I got home, worked on the old Audi (and cursed it soundly, too!), did some tasks around the abode and even considered raking some leaves (and discovered that I'm not that enthusiastic yet).I don't know why; it might be just from lazing around all day yesterday or it might be a start again with some changes. I am

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1112613568003073692005-04-04T06:08:00.000-05:002005-04-04T06:19:28.003-05:00

i got absolutely nothing accomplished yesterday, unless you count reading two books as accomplishing something.i don't, since i had already read both of them.it was such a gorgeous day and i should have been raking leaves to the curb or working on the vehicle. i did, however, sit outside to read much of the time. oooooo!perhaps it was what i was needing but i think it was, instead, a means of

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1112492049412920302005-04-02T19:26:00.000-06:002005-04-02T19:34:09.413-06:00

Incredible.It would have been nice to have the money to procure more tickets to more of these fantastic obscure films.Actually, it would have been nice to just have the ass to be able to sit through more of these films comfortably!It was great. Last night, there was "Godfather of Green Bay" through which I laughed harder than I have for a very long time, especially in a darkened theatre. After

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1112486421373493522005-04-02T17:59:00.000-06:002005-04-02T18:00:21.373-06:00

"It's good to have an open mind, but not so open that your brains fall out."

dongeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00275634859470659215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10830137.post-1112269854894126482005-03-31T05:44:00.000-06:002005-03-31T05:50:54.896-06:00

1) Being awakened by the mating calls of hundreds of birds outside my window, especially one nasty cardinal who pierced through to whatever dream I was having causing me to bolt upright.2) 70 degrees F on Tuesday. Thunderstorms last night. 40 degrees today.3) The question as to why, when the power went out last night, did only some of my clocks begin their incessant blinking and demanding to be

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Late March.Time for Capital Brewery's Blonde Doppelbock. Only comes around once a year, but...good god - is it worth it!For those of you not in the South Central Wisconsin area, I can only say.....Good! More for me! Nyah, Nyah, Nyah!Especially since it is such a short lived season, I have to try to stock up so my stash lasts at least until July 4th. Anything after that, and it starts to get a

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