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The Impact of My Actions

Sometimes the most frustrating posts to write are those that are the most heartfelt. These are the posts that make me tear my hair out. They generally come in the midst of some sort of crazy moment in my life. For a while it felt like the best way to describe my life was drama. And let me tell you, that is not how I want it. Although it may appear otherwise my desire has always been to have a relatively boring life. Give me and my loved ones good health, the ability to live the way we want to and Jack is a happy man. I don't need all of the craziness. I have had enough. Last week a friend of the family died. It was unexpected. It was shocking. It was just days after Yom Kippur. They had a major heart attack just after Rosh Hashanah. Unetaneh Tokef always affects me, but this time it had extra meaning. Tom and I have had multiple conversations about his situation. Most of them involve the two of us shaking our heads about the absurdity of life and how naive we once were. It

Hell Has Frozen Over

Look at what YNET is reporting: Chairman: UN unbalanced towards Israel Chairman of UN Human Rights Council Doru Costea says body was concentrating too much on human rights violations by Israel. 'Council must look at the stance of all sides, not only one country,' he states The UN Human Rights Council has failed to handle the Israeli-Palestinian conflict in a balanced fashion, the council's chair Doru Costea said in an interview published Saturday. Costea suggested in the interview with the daily Le Temps that the council was concentrating too much on human rights abuses by Israel, adding that he was dissatisfied. "On this point, the council has failed," he said, days after US President George W. Bush attacked the body for perceived anti-Israeli bias. "The council must remain simple, and concentrate on the human rights dimension, but it must look at the stance of all sides, not only one country." Costea said that the majority of the

Guiness Book Of World Records

One day you might find me in there for something. I don't know what, but I have always played around with doing something that would get me into the book at least once. LONDON (Reuters) - Australian John Allwood smashed 40 watermelons with his head in just one minute. Using only one hand, Germany 's Thomas Vogel unfastened 56 bras in 60 seconds. When it comes to the world's weirdest achievers, nothing beats the ultimate accolade -- a place in Guinness World Records for demonstrating bizarre skills. Nothing is too wacky. Can you catch 77 grapes in your mouth in under a minute, keep nine yo-yo's spinning at the same time, hold your breath for more than 14 minutes or throw a washing machine ? Then Guinness has a spot for you. The annual compendium, whose latest edition is published on Friday, even has a section entitled Trivial Pursuits. Few would argue with the title as Guinness lists the globe's finest practitioners at putting the c

When Does Surveillance Become Intrusive

In a post 9/11 world it is clear to me that certain changes need to be made to improve our security. In concept I haven't a big problem with it, but in practice I find some of this to be troubling as I see potential for abuse of the new rules. CHICAGO - A car circles a high-rise three times. Someone leaves a backpack in a park. Such things go unnoticed in big cities every day. But that could change in Chicago with a new video surveillance system that would recognize such anomalies and alert authorities to take a closer look. On Thursday, the city and IBM Corp. are announcing the initial phase of what officials say could be the most advanced video security network in any U.S. city. The City of Broad Shoulders is getting eyes in the back of its head. "Chicago is really light years ahead of any metropolitan area in the U.S. now," said Sam Docknevich, who heads video-surveillance consulting for IBM. Chicago already has thousands of security came

Why Men Are Happier Than Women

An article in the New York Times caught my eye today. It is called He’s Happier, She’s Less So . I am going to grab a couple of excerpts here to share with you. Last year, a team of researchers added a novel twist to something known as a time-use survey. Instead of simply asking people what they had done over the course of their day, as pollsters have been doing since the 1960s, the researchers also asked how people felt during each activity. Were they happy? Interested? Tired? Stressed? Not surprisingly, men and women often gave similar answers about what they liked to do (hanging out with friends) and didn’t like (paying bills). But there were also a number of activities that produced very different reactions from the two sexes — and one of them really stands out: Men apparently enjoy being with their parents, while women find time with their mom and dad to be slightly less pleasant than doing laundry. Alan Krueger, a Princeton economist working with four psychologists on the ti

Awful Words

CNN has the link to a Mental Floss story about the etymology of some common words. I found it quite interesting. Here is an excerpt and a link : 1. Dunce Dictionaries don't play fair, and John Duns Scotus is proof. The 13th/14th-century thinker, whose writings synthesized Christian theology and Aristotle's philosophy, was considerably less dumb than a brick. Unfortunately for Scotus, subsequent theologians took a dim view of all those who championed his viewpoint. These "Scotists," "Dunsmen," or "Dunses" were considered hairsplitting meatheads and, eventually, just "dunces." 2.(slipping a) Mickey When you have to drug somebody against their will (hey, you gotta do what you gotta do), it just wouldn't sound right to slip 'em a Ricardo, a Bjorn, or an Evelyn. It's gotta be a Mickey. At the turn of the 20th century, Mickey Finn was a Chicago saloon owner in one of the seediest parts of town -- and he fit right in. Finn w

His Penis Is In The Wrong Place

Fellow parents of young children may be familiar with the moose from Noggin. Today my daughter took a look at the moose (see picture below) and announced that his penis is in the wrong place. I tried to explain that he has a tail and that this is not a penis. For about five minutes I contended with three year old logic and then I threw my hands up and walked away. I have been defeated by a three year-old girl. Oy. Something tells me that she and I will revisit this topic again later.

My Latest Confession

Howdy folks. It is time for my latest confession. I shared an office for a number of years with someone who had a habit of talking to themselves. Let me clarify that, this person would type out emails while simultaneously reading them aloud. I guess that I sat next to them for far too long because now I often find myself doing the same thing. I suppose that it is not such a bad thing to do. It has its uses. Talk out loud in public places and people will stay away from you, at least that used to be the case. Now in the age of Bluetooth headsets that may not be true any longer. You can't go out in public anymore without running into people holding invisible conversations. Sometimes when I ride the elevator I stick a finger in my ear and pretend that I am holding on my headset and then I make all sorts of comments. "You tell the boys back at Langley if they don't patch me through immediately there is going to be hell to pay." "Hello G-d, It is me Jack. I'

Vocabulary Time Part IV

It is vocabulary time again. Here is part one , part two and part three . tem·er·ar·i·ous ( tĕm ' ə-râr ' ē-əs ) adj. Presumptuously or recklessly daring Ten·tig·i·nous a. [L. tentigo , -inis , a tension, lecherousness, fr. tendere , tentum , to stretch.] 1. Stiff; stretched; strained. [Obs.] Johnson. 2. Lustful, or pertaining to lust. [Obs.] B. Jonson. U·ri·na·tor n. [L., from urinari to plunge under water, to dive.] One who dives under water in search of something, as for pearls; a diver. u·su·fruct ( yū ' zə-frŭkt ' , -sə- ) n. The right to use and enjoy the profits and advantages of something belonging to another as long as the property is not damaged or altered in any way.

The Junk In My Car

My car is full of junk. It is crammed full of all sorts of stuff. Things, items, knick-knacks, they are all in there. I need to do something about it, like call the Wonder Pets...What is gonna work? Teamwork! The crap in the car is stressing me out. I keep pulling more things out and yet it feels like a bottomless pit. Apparently I have stumbled onto a secret hiding place for children's toys. It is like the secret elephant burial ground. I can't believe the things that the kids have stowed away. Any time now I am going to find my old metal Bionic Man lunch box because I just know that they have buried it in between the seats. This is not fun. I am not supposed to have the clown car of junk. I clean this sucker out once a week so that this does not happen. Yet somehow the items migrate back in. Part of the problem is that there is a basket full of work materials that has to stay in the car. It is part of the challenge of having multiple offices. It is a little embarrassin

Essays Like This Irritate Me

In short I don't like being told that I am incapable of controlling my sexual desires and that is where essays like this always go, one way or another. Tznius my ass. There are reasons why clothing may not be appropriate, but this is just... T he law in Ontario already allows women to inappropriately bare themselves, but most women clearly prefer to keep their clothes on. If nudity is what one desires, there are many nudist colonies and secluded places where nudity will not be disrespectful to others who don't wish to see nakedness. Why would someone feel the need to bare private body parts in public except to gain attention? It is not in the best interests of women or men for women to expose themselves. Parents don't want their children to have to see that. Wives don't want their husbands to see that. Many men may want to see that, and you will probably gain their attention by exposing yourself, but there are also many men who are committed to their wives and f

15 Minutes of Fame- No Thank You

They say that everyone receives their own 15 minutes of fame. This is NOT how I'd want mine to go. Talk about grounding. Ouch. AN Croatian motorbike rider was knocked unconscious when lightning struck his penis during a roadside toilet break. reported Ante Djindjic, 29, escaped relatively unscathed from the incident, suffering only light burns to his chest and arms. He said: "I don't remember what happened. One minute I was taking a leak and the next thing I knew I was in hospital. "Doctors said the lightning went through my body and because I was wearing rubber boots it earthed itself through my penis."

Worth A Post of Its Own- Jewish Weddings

A post that ran last week called Robbing The Bride and Groom has provided a lot of food for thought and a reasonable discussion about a topic that could easily degenerate into name calling. The following comment by Kol Raash Gadol made a big noise and got my attention. I thought that it was worth highlighting. Bringing comfort to the parents for the wedding? Do you think that dual clergy will do that? Or will it just make each side equally unhappy? As I mentioned, it's not possible to do a jewish wedding if one of the partners aren't Jewish; any rabbi who says it is, is acting in ignorance - or lying. Jewish weddings are a contractual arrangement between two Jews according to the laws of Moses and Israel. If one of the parties is not subject to the laws of Moses and Israel, then how can the marriage contract be effected? It can't. There's nothing wrong with people who aren't Jewish. They're just as lovable as anyone else, just as lovely and noble, and kind

I Really Should Sleep More

Reuters reports that lack of sleep can be deadly. People who do not get enough sleep are more than twice as likely to die of heart disease, according to a large British study released on Monday. Although the reasons are unclear, researchers said lack of sleep appeared to be linked to increased blood pressure, which is known to raise the risk of heart attacks and stroke. A 17-year analysis of 10,000 government workers showed those who cut their sleeping from seven hours a night to five or less faced a 1.7-fold increased risk in mortality from all causes and more than double the risk of cardiovascular death.

British Teach Foreign Students How To Stand In Line

I know a whole group of people who could use these lessons, not that I think it would work. LONDON (AFP) - Foreign students visiting Britain are to be educated in the etiquette of queuing for buses, after local users complained about them not observing the conventions of standing in line. Southern Vectis, which operates buses on the Isle of Wight , off England's south coast, said it was to contact local language schools following several complaints about the behaviour of young students over the summer months. "On the Isle of Wight we get lots of foreign language students staying with families," said operations manager March Morgan Huws. "In their cultures, they do not queue for buses where they live and there is a scrum every time a bus turns up, while in British culture there is a nice orderly queue. "We have had quite a few complaints from residents who queue up in an orderly fashion then all those foreign students push past them. "What we h

A Shack Round Up

If you enjoy Gematria you might be interested to know that this is post 5,060. Here is what ran here today. A Violent Massage- Marriage Counseling & More This is Not Haveil Havalim #135 Useful information Regarding Pigeons & Mario I Want to Go To India Unetanah tokef Red Sox Fan- I Present Bucky Dent And your blast from the past includes the following posts: Minnie The Moocher- Cab Calloway Altruistic Behavior and Public Service A Test of Wills Between Father & Son My Grandparents, Stress and Stuff

A Violent Massage- Marriage Counseling & More

In case you are wondering here are the last five songs on my iPod: Vincent Don Mclean Without You Harry Nilsson What I Have Done Linkin Park Lux Aeterna Clint Mansell Hard Hearted Hannah Ray Charles Sunday evening. I am recovering from a busy, busy week and a very rough fast. I have a pinched nerve in my neck that acts up periodically, most often it is noticed during stress. Or should I say that when I am stressed out it is one of three physical signs of my stress. For the past several weeks I have tried to power through it. More often than not I am successful, but not today. Today it got to be too much and I went and got a massage. Due to poor planning I had to a different vendor. The man who did it was nice, but I swear that he beat me up. It was like a sick scene from a sitcom. He turned me upside down and inside out. My muscles were battered...relentlessly. This experience taught me a valuable lesson. I need to learn how to cry in Chinese in as many dialects as possible. I

This is Not Haveil Havalim #135

Updated multiple times : I have received more than one email asking how I could just grab Haveil Havalim without permission. Obviously you missed Talk Like a Pirate Day or you'd know you know that Captain Jack- One-eared Dog the Damned doesn't ask permission to do anything. ARRGGGH!!!!!!!! Hoist the mainsail, swab the decks and read matey! Welcome to the unauthorized, unofficial and up to now unrecognized edition of Haveil Havalim. Haveil Havalim is the weekly round up of posts of the JBlogosphere. It is taking a brief hiatus for the chagim. Rumor has that at the break fast it ate too many hard boiled eggs and is suffering from indigestion, or maybe that was me, so you'll forgive me for the brevity of this edition. Here we go off into the wild blue yonder. The Waffle King offers Interviewing the Enemy and RALLY IN NEW YORK AGAINST AHMEDINEJAD . Over at Israel Matzav you can learn How to sabotage Ahmadinejad's speech at Columbia . Jewlicious offers their own t

Useful information Regarding Pigeons & Mario

Thanks to the magic of the internet I am pleased to present you with some useful information regarding pigeons and Mario of Mario brothers fame. Mario was first seen in the video game Donkey Kong, but he was called "Jumpman." He was also a carpenter then, not a plumber. Mario was named after Mario Segale, the landlord of Nintendo of America’s office, who barged in on a company meeting demanding an overdue rent. Shigeru Miyamoto drew Mario as wearing a cap because he found drawing hair difficult. He also drew in the moustache, because it was easier to see than a mouth in the crude video game screen resolution back then. For More information use this link . On to pigeons: To keep alive in the wild, a pigeon needs to keep its eyes open for predators. Having eyes on the side of its head gives it a field of view of 340 degrees and, in order to fly at speed, its brain can process visual information three times faster than a human’s. If a pigeon watched a feature film, 24 frames

When A Bull Attacks What do you Do

Basically you sit back and watch him trash your home. I have to say that Dept. of Agriculture's response impressed me. Oh brother. KILLINGLY, Connecticut (AP) -- An escaped and raging bull attacked a neighbor's home, tearing off siding, ripping down part of a fence and damaging a car. Wayne Johnson said he found the bull in his yard Friday morning. It had wandered in from a nearby farm. While he watched, the bull repeatedly charged his house, tore off clapboards, flipped a picnic table, rammed his car and tore down part of the fence around his swimming pool, he said. "He was crazy," Johnson said. "The thing was ripping my house apart." Johnson called police, who called the state Department of Agriculture. They suggested finding the farmer who owns the animal.

I Want to Go To India

India intrigues me. It is on my list of places to visit. I know quite a few people who have been there with mixed results. For the most part the stories I have been have been quite positive. I can't tell you exactly why I am interested, just that I am. On a somewhat related note I have been listening to some Daler Mehndi videos . Too bad I don't speak Hindi, I wonder what it is he saying.

Unetanah tokef

It never fails- this just grabs me: We shall ascribe holiness to this day. For it is awesome and terrible. Your kingship is exalted upon it. Your throne is established in mercy. You are enthroned upon it in truth. In truth You are the judge, The exhorter, the all‑knowing, the witness, He who inscribes and seals, Remembering all that is forgotten. You open the book of remembrance Which proclaims itself, And the seal of each person is there. The great shofar is sounded, A still small voice is heard. The angels are dismayed, They are seized by fear and trembling As they proclaim: Behold the Day of Judgment! For all the hosts of heaven are brought for judgment. They shall not be guiltless in Your eyes And all creatures shall parade before You as a troop. As a shepherd herds his flock, Causing his sheep to pass beneath his staff, So do You cause to pass, count, and record, Visiting the souls of all living, Decreeing the length of their days

Red Sox Fan- I Present Bucky Dent

Of course if you are a real fan you have a colorful middle name for him, Bucky F. Dent. If you don't know what the F. stands for I'll let you guess.

Letting Love Go

Still working on more Fragments of Fiction. One of these days I have to take the Fragments and weave them together. I got the call in the middle of the night. The sharp ring of the telephone startled me awake. For a brief moment I thought that it was the alarm clock and got ready to go shower and get ready for the day. The continued ringing made me realize my mistake and I picked up the handset. With a muffled voice I mumbled something into the phone and waited for an answer. The response made me gasp and go numb. It wasn't like the movies. I didn't drop the phone. I didn't start to scream hysterically or sob. I just lay there in disbelief. You were gone. Death had robbed us of our future and now I had no future. Ok, none of that actually happened. I sometimes wish that it did. It is kind of perverse to say that sometimes I wish that something so terrible had taken place. But sometimes it hurts too much to admit that I am the reason that our love was lost. The best thing

I Saw You At Tashlich Part II- Yom Kippur Edition

You may recall the Tashlich adventure in which I spotted two bloggers that I know from the blogosphere but not in real life. Well I ran into the two again. This time it was at shul, no big surprise today. Had I not been chasing children I might have introduced myself. They had found prime real estate outside. It was a great spot just off of a courtyard and an entryway into the main building. Although I must admit that the mischievous part of me thought that it was quite funny that we said hello and smiled at each other, knowing that I knew who they were but that they hadn't picked me out yet. I don't know if they ever listened to any of the silly audioblogs I used to do, but if they had it is possible that my voice would have sounded familiar to them. Anyway, I don't know about you, but I am relieved that the fast is over and the the day is slowly drawing to a close. I'll post more about this later.

Yom Kippur- Besheret- Judgment & More

In a few short hours Kol Nidre will begin, Yom Kippur will start and judgment day will begin. That sounds a bit dramatic and in some ways it is. I don't have it in me right now to give a proper introduction or background. So if you would like to learn more specific details about Yom Kippur you can go here . Yom Kippur is a hard day for me. It is hard for a whole host of reasons. Somewhere deep inside my head are the memories of a little boy being taught about who would be inscribed in the book of life and who would not. I can almost hear the voice. It is a sing song, who shall live and who shall die. If you take that kind of thing seriously it is hard not to feel the weight of the day. In recent years I have become quite conscious of when people die. By that I mean those who die right before the chagim really strike me. I guess that I kind of visualize the year as a race, a combination of sprint and marathon. Of course not everyone finishes the race, but to me the deaths of tho

Stalin's Jewish Lover

Ynet has an interesting story about Stalin and his Jewish woman. The communist tyrant Joseph Stalin was known to be an anti-Semite who planned wide-scale purges against the Jews in his latter days. Yet the fact that the Soviet ruler planned to annihilate the Jews did not prevent him from having an affair with a Jewish woman, and to take care of her daughter until her mother passed away. According to some evidence, Stalin may have even married the woman. The affair was disclosed recently thanks to a letter discovered by an historian named Nicolai Nada. The letter, which was placed on the desk of the general secretary of the communist party Georgi Malenkov in 1953, the day Stalin suffered a stroke, was kept in a classified party file for years. Just a few months ago those in charge of the file were persuaded to reveal the letter, and this is what it contained: Dear Comrade Malenkov! I am the daughter of Ana Rubinstein, the former wife of Comrade Stalin. As he is in ill health, I

Women Like Male Sweat

Sometimes it is good to be a big sweaty man. ;) Sept. 18, 2007 - Liz Gabor calls the odor “man sweat.” And though she’s loath to admit it, the aromatic scent makes her feel, as she calls it, a little frisky. “My friends think I’m crazy, but I think male sweat is kind of pleasant and, well, kind of hot,” says Gabor, 28, a customer service rep and happily married mother of two young girls. Actually I think that this story is kind of interesting. Here is one more excerpt: According to the Rockefeller and Duke researchers, about 70 percent of adult men and women have the genetic capacity to perceive a particular chemical called androstenone in male body odor. To them, the testosterone-laden substance can take on a pleasant bouquet similar to vanilla or other sweet or woodsy scents. Others who have a functional copy of the gene perceive androstenone as less than pleasurable, akin to the aromatic elixir of stale urine. About 30 percent of adult men and women can’t smell androstenone at al

The Importance of Reading

One of my fans left a few choice words for me on this post . You are such a maudlin and spineless excuse for a man, Jack. Grow a set of balls and get over it! You're a disgrace to the gender. {Shudder} If you can't deal, take the noble way out and jump in front of a train or something. Jesus. Dear Big Shot, You lifted that verbatim from the Insults for Dummies guidebook. I understand why, because had you bothered to read you would have seen that you tried to insult me over a work of fiction. That post is part of a story I am writing. Not to mention that you must feel exceptionally powerful laying out such a strong insult from behind that computer screen ANONYMOUS. Or maybe I should say, not so anonymous Mr. I left my IP address and all sorts of other crap lying around. Ok, play time is over. Time to go back to work.

The Day After

This is a continuation of sorts of The Day Joy Left My Life . I don't like it, but I suppose that I'll just keep working on it. I am in hell. The pain I feel is indescribable. It is dull, it is sharp, it is rough, it is brutally cold. It is all I can do not to sit here and wallow in the emptiness. I try not to beat myself up. I try not to assign blame. I try and I fail. Failure is all I can see. Everywhere I look are signs that my life is not the life I want to be living. Everywhere I look I find evidence of someone else's life. I used to know that person. I used to be that person, or so I think. That was back when I thought that I was happy. The person who occupied that body is dead. I can't say when they died, but I know that they did. That is assuming that they ever were really alive. And that is a big question. Were they really alive. Did they really live or were they just kind of getting by. I am afraid to really ask myself that question. Afraid to admit that m

Iran Draws Up Plans to Bomb Israel

Those wacky Iranians. Do they really think that anyone believes that they didn't have a set of plans already drawn up. Want to bet that Israel's Syrian air show got their attention. TEHRAN, Iran (AP) -- The deputy commander of Iran's air force said Wednesday that plans have been drawn up to bomb Israel if the Jewish state attacks Iran, according to the semiofficial Fars news agency. "We have drawn up a plan to strike back at Israel with our bombers if this regime (Israel) makes a silly mistake," Gen. Mohammad Alavi was quoted as telling Fars in an interview.

Andrew Meyer- You Asked For Trouble

Many of you have probably heard about the student who was tasered at a John Kerry lecture at his university. I don't know that he needed to be tasered, but I will say that he created the problem. If you watch the video below you can see that his actions precipitated the incident. He intentionally made a spectacle of himself. Again I am not saying that being tasered was the appropriate course of action but he fought with the police. That is usually going to be a losing hand. Take a look at the video and see what you think.

Yom Kippur & My Daughter

My daughter's class discussed Yom Kippur. As she is in pre-school it was likely a very basic discussion. All I know is that she approached me and said that she has nothing to say sorry for. I on the other hand am supposed to apologize to her for not letting her watch more Dora. Kids...

Talk Like a Pirate Day

Ahoy there matey! It is Talk Like a Pirate Day ARGHHHHHHHH! I dost have a pirate name. Call me Captain Jack- One-eared Dog the Damned. Grab some grog and check out the many posts about pirates that have graced the Shack. Haveil Havalim- The Once & Future Edition - Contains a Pirate Post. Do You Have An Accent Pirate Attacks Down Sharply Today is Talk Like a Pirate Day The Jewish Pirates of The Caribbean P.S. If you dost be a slacker you can use the English-to-Pirate translator or face the pointy end of my cutlass.

The Blogger I Used To Be

Sometimes I miss the blogger that I used to be and the blogosphere I used to be a part of. I miss the innocence and freedom. I miss just rambling on about my thoughts without a care. Now I second guess myself. I wonder when the words will be thrown in my face and used to try and hurt me. I miss feeling like a part of a small community in which everyone looked out for each other. Maybe this is all nonsense. Maybe these are silly complaints. I seem to make them every six months or so. Maybe I just don't like change. Maybe I am going about nothing and then again maybe not. Isn't there a place to lament the loss of innocence. Don't we try hard to maintain our children's innocence. Don't we work hard to protect them. We want them to see the snow right after it has fallen in all of its pristine glory. No slush for their eyes. We encourage them to run and be free. We tell them to make their mistakes and not to worry about it because that is how we learn. Am I cra

Dying Languages

This is kind of sad. Lose a language and you lose so much. "WASHINGTON - When every known speaker of the language Amurdag gets together, there's still no one to talk to. Native Australian Charlie Mungulda is the only person alive known to speak that language, one of thousands around the world on the brink of extinction. From rural Australia to Siberia to Oklahoma , languages that embody the history and traditions of people are dying, researchers said Tuesday. While there are an estimated 7,000 languages spoken around the world today, one of them dies out about every two weeks, according to linguistic experts struggling to save at least some of them. Five hotspots where languages are most endangered were listed Tuesday in a briefing by the Living Tongues Institute for Endangered Languages and the National Geographic Society . In addition to northern Australia, eastern Siberia and Oklahoma and the U.S. Southwest, many native languages are endangered in South America — Ecuad

Monty Python Imitates Life

Sometimes art imitates life. As I read the story below I couldn't help but think of Monty Python and The Holy Grail . Police Question Armless Man In Neighbor's Death SNELLVILLE, Ga. -- Police questioned an armless man Monday about the death of his neighbor.Relatives of Charles Keith Teer, 47, claim he died after the armless man head-butted and kicked Teer during a fight. For the full story please click here .

The Day Joy Left My Life

Some of the long time readers may recall that I am and have been working on a story . I have a number of entries listed here under the label Fragments of Fiction that I need to incorporate into it. Anyway, here is the latest entry. I remember the day that joy left my life. It was the day that you said that you couldn't see me any longer. I don't think that you ever realized just how much you mean and meant to me. It wasn't for lack of my trying to tell you. I did. I truly did. The problem wasn't the effort, it was the means. I failed. You left. I cried. It hurt. It still hurts. Now I sit here in the dark. I can't tell you what time or what day it is. Aside from a couple of trips to the bathroom I haven't left this room. Not to eat and not to shower. What is my purpose. Was I not given a heart to love you. Was I not given a soul to share with you. Without you I haven't any reason for being. I feel empty. Fragments of who I was are floating around my

Gaming Addiction Leads To Death

This is the second story that I know of in which gaming lead to a person dying. Sometimes you need to turn off the computer and go for a walk. BEIJING, China (AP) -- A man in southern China appears to have died of exhaustion after a three-day Internet gaming binge, state media said Monday. The 30-year-old man fainted at a cyber cafe in the city of Guangzhou Saturday afternoon after he had been playing games online for three days, the Beijing News reported.

Try Not To Get Too Eggcited

Many readers are aware of my friendship with The Waffle King . In fact I have received more than a couple of emails in which people have asked me to intercede on their behalf and ask the Rebbe of Waffles to provide us with a copy of his secret recipe. For a number of reasons I have been unable to fill this request. However I am pleased to say that I can offer my help in providing you with information on eggs. Thanks to the miracle of technology I can provide you with links to three different eggspert recipes. Treppenwitz - No guns required for this recipe. ;) Planck's Constant - Notice the handy diagram. Random Thoughts - Not so random recipe. Have a great recipe that you want to share? Send it in or leave it in the comments and we'll see about adding it to the eggstravaganza.

The Power Of Bloggers

Burkean Reflections has an interesting post about the power of bloggers. I tend to agree. It is a mistake to think that you cannot influence anyone else or that the strength of your words ends at the bottom of your monitor. You cannot know just how far your post may go. A simple Google search can lead to so many places and opportunities. What do you think? Can you really influence someone else? Or is that just wishful thinking.

Misplaced Priorities- The Saggy Pants Crackdown

"Proposals to ban saggy pants are starting to ride up in several places. At the extreme end, wearing pants low enough to show boxers or bare buttocks in one small Louisiana town means six months in jail and a $500 fine. A crackdown also is being pushed in Atlanta . And in Trenton , getting caught with your pants down may soon result in not only a fine, but a city worker assessing where your life is headed. "Are they employed? Do they have a high school diploma? It's a wonderful way to redirect at that point," said Trenton Councilwoman Annette Lartigue, who is drafting a law to outlaw saggy pants. "The message is clear: We don't want to see your backside." I am not a fan of the saggy pants look. It always looked ridiculous to me, but I haven't viewed it as being a huge problem either. Apparently others do because there is a growing movement to end the sag. It seems like a bad case of misplaced priorities to me. If they had to pick on one aspect of f