Weirdness
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A horrible dream
Last night I had a dream where I went back to work in corporate America. It was truly horrible, oceans of cubicles, schedules and faceless (literally in the dream) drones. How does anyone stand it? It was much like my time at CMD.
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A circle of hell appears at Turner field
I came across this somehow
A Guinness World Record-Setting Event for Banjo Players!
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We plan to bring together the most number of banjo players assembled at one location to play the same song at the same time.
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All banjo players are welcome to attend. Only those who can demonstrate the ability to play the song Foggy Mountain Breakdown for 5 minutes will be counted toward the Guinness World Record. The tempo will be 120 beats per minute, and we’ll play in the key of G.
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We’ll stand together on the field in small teams, according to the type of instrument played and the style of play.That’s a whole lot of banjo. I have all the usual bluegrass prejudices against the banjo I suppose.
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Cynthia sings!
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It begins already
McKinney alleges voting irregularities
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Shortly after the polls opened on Tuesday, allegations of voting irregularities began appearing on U.S. Rep. Cynthia McKinney’s campaign Web site.
I had no wait when I voted this afternoon. There were McKinney people waving signs outside the polling place though. I waved, they waved back.
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It almost writes itself
Somehow I came across the book page for this book “Why Mommy is a Democrat“. There is a link to a review from some outfit called “The National Center for the Study of Children’s Literature“. To quote some of the review
Mommy is a tufted-ear squirrel who embodies and makes visual all the good things Democrats like to think they do, like playing by the rules, treating everyone fairly, and sharing their toys.
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Little lovable animals inhabit the very finely done colored-pencil illustrations, exemplifying abstract beliefs like tolerance and accessible health care.
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the representative multicultural-looking down-and-out young man who is barred from an expensive school, sleeps under a tree in the park, or looks in trash cans for dinnerThe jokes for write themselves. What I found strangest was the phrase “representative multicultural-looking”.
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Quick round up
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At long last
The College Stories book is out. I don’t think my story made it in.
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Two links and new word
- Gentleman’s Emporium – for that cool 1879 look.
- More comic covers! From wired
The new word is MacGanized. It’s the organization of Mac users. Rather than be organized, they just know people who are organized who find stuff for them. Quite common.
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My favorite famous last words
From this page on WikiPedia loosely categorized by me:
Toughest
- “No! I didn’t come here to make a speech. I came here to die.”
Who: Crawford Goldsby, aka Cherokee Bill, when asked if he had anything to say before he was hanged. - “Hey, fellas! How about this for a headline for tomorrow’s paper? ‘French Fries’!”
Who: James French (No relation to your humble blogger).
Notes: French, a convicted murderer, was sentenced to the electric chair. He shouted these words to members of the press who were to witness his execution.
Ironic
- “That’s very obvious..”
Who: John F. Kennedy, responding to Mrs. Connolly’s comment, “Mr. President, you can’t say that Dallas doesn’t love you.” - “I think I’m going to make it!”
Who: Richard Loeb, half of the famous murderers Leopold and Loeb; said after being slashed ninety times with a razor by a fellow inmate
Funniest
- “Why yes, A bulletproof vest”
Who: Domonic Willard
Notes: Willard was a small time foot soldier during the Prohibition just before his death by firing squad, he was asked if he had any last requests. - “Don’t let it end like this. Tell them I said something.”
Who: Francisco (“Pancho”) Villa - “Now, now, my good man, this is no time for making enemies.”
Who: Voltaire (attributed), when asked by a priest to renounce Satan
Deadpan
- “Already?”
Who: Hangquin Zhou - “It’s stopped.”
Who: Joseph Henry Green, upon checking his own pulse.
Succinct & True
- “To my friends: My work is done. Why wait?”
Who: George Eastman, Inventor (in his suicide note)
Odd and Worth Mentioning
- “I see black light.”
Who: Victor Hugo
- “No! I didn’t come here to make a speech. I came here to die.”
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This might be worth a road trip sometime
Driving on rural Ga. 77 in northeast Georgia, you seem to time-travel across the sea to ancient Britain. What appears to be a scaled-down clone of Stonehenge rises above a hilltop.
Elbert County stonemasons, not druidic priests, fashioned this circular array of six granite slabs, but its origins are almost as intriguing.
In 1979, a mysterious stranger calling himself “Mr. Christian” commissioned the curiosity on the edge of a cow pasture 7.2 miles north of Elberton.
He reportedly told the president of an Elberton granite finishing plant that what he called the Georgia Guidestones would be “for the conservation of the world and to herald a new age of reason.”
As they talked, he admitted his name really wasn’t Christian, but he was a Christian and a patriot, who represented a group outside of Georgia with similar beliefs. Only the Elberton banker who handled Mr. Christian’s substantial deposit ever knew his true identity. He took the secret to his grave, and no one has ever identified Christian or his associates.